[ Canceled ]

[dlamp]

Crap, trying to take this fight to the ground was a mistake. The moment the two touched down Yuki was trapped between Xiomara's thighs, getting squeezed hard as she smiled and taunted him further. "Aaah!" Yuki gritted his teeth, trying to cut off his pained cry. The last thing he wanted was to egg on this sadist anymore than he already was. "I'm not that weak!" He declared, already trying to worm his way out of the painful hold against his chest and arms.

[Bare]

Xiomara smirked sadistically up at her opponet trapped firmly between her toned, tanned thighs. He was clever to try and stifle his pained cry, but the poor underestimated just what got Xiomara off. The squirming and struggling of his body, the frustrated and pained expression on his face, oh everything about this right now was pressing all her buttons. But of course, a scream of paim certainly wouldn’t hurt... ”Never said you were bitch boy! But if you say so you definitely look it to me!” She said eagerly while reaching up to drag her nails across one side of his shoulders just for a bit of added pain.

[dlamp]

Yuki gritted his teeth, sucking a sharp breath as sharp nails dragged along his back. "Bitch..." He hissed out, desperate to keep his voice down. This chick really was getting off on his pain. Like hell I'm gonna' let her keep using me like a chewtoy! He narrowed his eyes at her, slowly rising to his feet while she latched onto him. "Don't... under... estimate me!" It was a slow process, but he stood up to his feet, Xiomara a ways above ground before he dropped forward to slam her back into the canvas with little mercy.

[Bare]

Xiomara smirked sadistically as she squeezed the life out of the boy in her grasp, adding onto the pain threshold by dragging her nails across his back. God she loved this feeling, the utter control and dominance that came with inflicting pain on a helpless little victim like yuki.. god it sent chills of utter pleasure down her spine.

Unfortunately the little lamb in her grasp hadn’t had his spirit broken just yet. ”What?!” She demanded in an annoyed and surprised tone as her body was hefted into the air. Then before she could attempt to counter they were brought thunderously down to the mat, her back reverberating off the mat making Xio instantly release her hold!

“Agh!” She yelled out recoiling away from Yukihiro, holding her back as she got onto her knees and glared across at her opponet. The smile had been swept away and was instead replaced by a look of cold fury. “Ok... the spirit was cute at first... Xiomara said between ground teeth as she stood up to her feet. “Now you’re just pushing me off!” She yelled dashing at Yuki, throwing her leg forward to try and bury her knee into his stomach with a brutal knee strike!

[dlamp]

The weight and pressure on Yuki's body left soon after slamming Xiomara to the ground. Jeez, damn pyscho... He could still feel the sting of her nails against his back, a shiver running down it as he took a moment to collect himself and catch his breath. A powerhouse Yuki was not, and it took a lot out of him to even lift the woman up that much.

Though... Xiomara wasn't going to let that happen.

She was hurt, but she was back on her feet faster than Yuki would had like, and she was pissed. He eyes were sharpened to slits and the cheeky smile was replaced with frigid anger. Oh shit... He didn't have long to wait and he reacted fast. As a knee came forth he braced himself for it, making his arms take the damage, but being knocked flat on his back regardless. The force of the knee and his light body did little to halt or cushion the impact as he writhed on the canvas with sore, bruised arms.

[Bare]

After being slammed into the mat following a very dominant position that was now lost, Xiomara was annoyed. No... annoyed was too nice a word. Pissed. Yeah she was pissed. It didn’t take much to make her feel this way, which was a shame cause when she did, she got violent. Well... violent even by her standards. Rushing forward she threw her knee out, which despite landing agains the boys arms at least managed to knock him flat on his back. It wasn’t ideal but she could work with it. Jumping up she intended to come down feet first onto the boy’s stomach. If that worked she would roll forward off of him, only to backflip to try and come down knee first on his stomach once again with a standing moonsault.