L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Welp.

Tonight was the night.

After what could only be described as a disaster made manifest, tonight would be the night the lightweight division went to war. Stemming from a peaceful demonstration turned sour, the inability for the fighters involved to get along with themselves in even the slightest of regard meant that tonight, there would be no time for talk. The topic of said disagreement was irrelevant, given the actions that took place in the ring that day. It was hard to disagree that a fight among favourite flavour of pie that day wouldn't of resulted in the fight taking place tonight.

The teams themselves were as loosely constructed as could be. With the basis of both sides being built almost entirely on the idea of simply banding together purely out of less hate of the opposing side, fights on the same team seemed something almost inevitable tonight. Especially with the characters involved. Save for an alliance out of kindness between GASTER, Aoi Fukiwara and Honoka Kobayashi, the first team out tonight reeked of instability. On one hand, the ever mouthful Melody White had proved herself as dis-likeable to her own team as she was to the enemy. With insults pouring from the rockers mouth every second the group shared the ring, the brunette herself could have very much found herself victim to the aforementioned trio. If she didn't get them first, that was. Sharing this trait with Melody White, came the somewhat concerning Miu Tomita. Whilst not having the time in the ring as Melody had to make enemies in such a strong a fashion, the maniacal fighter had done her best to make up for lost time the moment she entered. Terrifying those she did not outright infuriate, the concerning white haired figure seemed to share animosity to near enough everyone in the ring. Except perhaps, one certain Shadow Lord.

The time for their entrances nigh, the team had been somewhat coerced into something of a combined entrance save for the usual theatrics. With the match to follow bound to last the night, management had seemingly little intent on tiring out the crowd before the match had even begun, with the amount of entrances to be made stemming on double figures. With the arena sound system roaring a somewhat generic theme of guitar strums and soft drum beats, the group of five would appear through the entrance curtain in somewhat unison, with no-one taking the lead. For a moment, atleast.

"YEHHHHH!!!" Bursting out from the group of four now behind her, Melody White had opted to take centre stage, with the boisterous rocker raising her hands as she screamed out. Playing both the crowd and infuriating her own team further, the rocker as ever seemed to care little for popularity tonight. "WE SHOULD OF PICKED A TEAM NAME." Turning as she walked backwards, slowly and carefully as to not fall down the ramp, Melody looked into the eyes of each of her team, as she seemingly resorted to personal insults straight away.

"I got it...TEAM COW TITS!...No..wait...TEAM NUTJOB..OH MY GOD...TEAM SHADOW FREAK!!! TEAM BLUE BITCH? ARGHHH I CAN'T DECIDE!" Pointing through the team as she seemingly continued on wards, her insults only broken by moments of laughter, an already infuriated Honoka would find herself held yet again by either arm.

"Don't listen to her Honoka, she'll get hers!" Muttered Aoi, rubbing her arm against the pinkettes side as she tried to tease a smile, making sure as to not let her teammate run forward for an attack.

"The shadow realm empowers us friends! It will not let us falter!...Save for her..." Holding her other side in similar fashion, GASTER would shoot a small scowl at the leader of the team, as she too held on to Honoka for dear life. The pink haired figure herself had no words for the moment, save for fierce exhales from her nostrils, and eyes that could have struck someone down with the glare alone. To the back of the three, laid a somewhat skulking, maniacal figure. Unknown item to hand, Miu kept silent for the moment, crouching as she followed her team. Her eyes curiously to one of them.

With the team of five all coming into the ring in the order they descended the ramp, it would be Melody who took to the ropes, seemingly sharing further team suggestions with the crowd, as the four behind her took position in the centre. With little to do than wait for the opposition to arrive, silence would befall the group. At least, for a moment.

"Psst..."

A fleeting whisper, that caught no attention, bar perhaps Aoi, who quickly glanced past it.

"PSSST!"

A louder snigger of noise would this time catch the attention of both Aoi and Gaster, as the latter turned her attention to its source. Said source being an already bent over Miu, equipped with a wide eyed smile that made her appear somewhat oddly more disturbing. In her hand, the object the figure carried became clear, as Miu opened her palm to reveal a bold black marker. Her attention clearly on a very perplexed phantom lord, the manic lightweight nudged her frame a touch closer, eyes still staying as wide as could be.

"Do it..."

"Do..do what?" Concern on her face as her frame turned to meet the whispering lightweight, Gaster would now adopt a face of utter concern, given Miu appeared to be the sort as dangerous to her own team as she was to the enemy.

"Sign it."

"Sign what?"

"MY OUTFIT..." Straightening up, Miu practically thrust the pen into Gaster's hand, as her volume reached a level that nigh all in the ring could hear. Free hand raised, she'd point to a spot just below her left shoulder, seemingly prior selected for said signing. "...Please."

Shuddering back and forth, Gaster's eyes met those of both Honoka and Aoi's, as utter confusion set in. Melody too would have been in the fray, had her attention not been to the crowd. Mutters of insults to both her own team and to the yet-to-enter opposition where still beckoning out from the small rockers lips. With the concern of what Miu would do were she to deny her, Gaster stepped forward, sharing nervous glances with those to her side, as she began spelling out the word 'GASTER' upon Miu's attire. The moment she did, Miu practically shrieked, in utmost approval.

"YES! PERFECT!" Grabbing the pen from Gaster's fingers and tossing it out into the crowd nonchalantly, Miu raised her hands, apparently in early celebration. Turning to the crowd, her words, despite being of a vulgar nature, seemingly carried the sentiment of a team more than likely to fight one another than they were their opponents. But they could not delay any longer. The time was nigh for said opponents to arrive, and utter carnage to begin.

"NOW...LET'S KICK THE HEADS OFF SOME BITCHES!"

Giving lightweights a chance hadn't been on the agenda of management much at all, and as such everyone involved in the unscheduled debacle which one could generally call a debate, or more accurately a silly squabble of disastrous proportions. As a reward for the actions of all the lightweights involved speaking up they had been thrown in an improv tag team match, with a jump suit wearing freakazoid, angry oversized child who wielded too much power for someone who could get upset so easily, an eager to shut up all who oppose her bluenette who seemed willing to throw punches in Harley's direction when given the slightest chance and of course someone that had an undeniably cool mask, but when pit against such an entity there was certainly a slight air of intimidation that hadn't been their previously when Harley had just been admiring her from across the ring, likely due to the fact she would need to fight her tonight.

Meanwhile Harley had her own team, which luckily included her good friend Suzume and Rosie who seemed reasonable, but also the tough looking Chinese woman, and a completely silent woman with a pretty cool hairdo. All these individuals and Harley herself sat backstage while their opposing team was preparing to enter, every wrestler already donning their respective attires for the match.

" So, Looking at us I think we're the better team just based on toughness. " Rosie would begin to say, looking over at Noelle and Xiuying, while looking pretty confident herself as she lumped herself in with the tough crowd, the red clad wrestler avoiding Suzume and Harley's glances as she spoke, since the two weren't the toughest looking, in fact they probably looked the least intimidating out of all 10 of the wrestlers involved.

" We should get a good handle for who can do what, then we can think about who we match up against who. So raise your hand if you have a good grasp of submissions and grappling. " Rosie would command, and in turn Xiuying, Suzume, Noelle and even herself would lift their hands, while Harley kept her eyes and ears focused on the woman who seemed to have placed the role of team captain upon herself.

" Alright then, we're pretty strong on that. How about strength? Who could lift the loud one and the cry baby? " Rosie asked, this time only two members raised their hand, Xiuying and Noelle, which earned some few odd looks directed towards Noelle.

" Really? You sure? " Rosie would ask, gazing over at Noelle who just slightly nodded her head and smiled back at her. Rosie was trying not to be rude, but regardless she planned to pry into that a bit more, but just as she faked a smile and opened her mouth Xiuying would speak up.

" I'm not sure who made you leader, but I'll save you some time and just tell you now that my hand will go up for everything. I'm doing my own thing during the match though, I didn't win a title by listening to idiots like you. " Xiuying would say, the expression in her face making it very clear she would chew out Rosie if she pryed any further. Seeing as Xiuying and Rosie didn't exactly come out of their last encounter without squabbling Rosie decided just to leave her, and not wanting to be at odds with more of her own team mates she would chose to spare Noelle the extra questioning again.

" Right, so who can take a beating? " Rosie would ask, which would immediately prompt Harley to blast her wrist upwards and hold her hand high, wearing a infectious large grin. The softcore princess very clearly having been waiting until a strength she had was mentioned. Then slowly Noelle would lift her hand again, starting to irritate Rosie a little bit since the cheeky grin she consistently held hinted Rosie in to the fact that she was just going to raise her hand for everything, meanwhile quiet Suzume did the opposite and hadn't raised her hand other than the first question.

With a quick sigh Rosie would accept the team she had been handed, and with the Entrance of the opposing team over it was clear they too would soon need to make their way out to the ring, and so Rosie speed up the process slightly, figuring Harley was gullible enough to voluntarily start off in the match and receive the beat down of whoever started on the other side. " They'll start with someone tough no doubt to get the early advantage, we could do the same but it's better to instead keep our heavy hitters till a bit later on. So Harley I think you're perfect to start the match considering that you uhmm...have the skills necessary. " Rosie would comment, seemingly struggling for some kind way to express that Harley's job was to get her ass kicked and run herself dry so that the more capable members of the team didn't need to do so.

With that Rosie's theme would blare through-out the arena, prompting their arrival. The red clad wrestler turning to walk through the curtains although as she did Xiuying would bump her to the side and would be the first to break through the curtains, shifting Rosie's usually neutral or false happy expression into a straight up frown for a moment before she then followed. Next being Harley who blasted through the curtains, not quite realising that her usual impactful arrival didn't have the same impact when the suspenseful wait for someone to appear on the ramp was gone.

Suzume and Noelle just starting at each other for a slight moment, the book worm completely willing to walk at the back, although oddly it seemed Noelle didn't want to go out before her. Although as soon as Suzume went to cut through the curtains Noelle would block her off and walk through herself, leaving Suzume confused moreso than angry. " Okay then... I guess I finally got my match huh. Wish we could've at least had a cool team name. " Suzume would say to herself, before then sliding the curtains out of the way as she herself walked through, seeing Rosie and Xiuying but a few feet apart about 5 foot down the ramp, while Harley had already sprinted ahead to high five as many fans as she could.

Suzume seeing that she and Noelle had fallen behind slightly would walk fairly quickly until she caught up with Rosie and Xiuying who at this point had reached the bottom of the ramp, making sure not to walk too close to each other due to the fear of being associated with one another. Harley proceeding to high five the fans in the front row around the ring as her team mates threatened to catch up, the softcore princess going from one side of the ring to the other until she got a little too close to the opposing team and upon making eye contact with Honoka and Aoi swiftly yet awkwardly turned around and rang towards the stairs, managing somehow to reach them just before Xiuying could and quickly run up them, being swift enough that Xiuying was only slightly irritated by suddenly having her path obscured. The Chinese wrestler walking up the stairs herself and waiting on the ring apron while Harley entered the ring. Rosie and Suzume climbing the apron without the held of the stairs, Suzume standing next to Xiuying while Rosie took her place at the opposite ropes connecting to the turnbuckle but still being close enough to tag in. Meanwhile Noelle slowly caught up but didn't climb the apron, instead just standing behind on the concrete directly behind Rosie, who would shoot a few glances behind her to make sure the silent wrestler wasn't as unstable as she appeared to be.

Melody finished up playing to the crowd, and especially the "Melheads" as she called her loyal band of followers. She was charged up for tonights encounter not least because of recent events, namely the match she had with Harley Jackson and her cousin for a Halloween special. It was the first time she saw the girl since her, "public display" and she really wanted to get her hands on her, along with every other part of her body if she could!

She got to the ring and watched as her team mates all took their places at the corner. Mel wasn't about to let anyone steal her moment and she stepped through the ropes, glancing back at Aoi, Honka and GASTER.

"I got this don't worry, I'm gonna settle a few scores with that trio of dorks over there, and then I'll let you have your fill!"

Mel would throw a metal sign, tongue shooting out her mouth as far as possible down her chin. She never was one to win friends, but in a rare show of solidarity for Mel, she offered her team mates a solid fist bump, paying attention to GASTER and Miu in particular.

The rocker would turn and move from side to side on her hips. an excited slightly maniacal look on her face. She would strut out to the middle of the ring, coming to a stop and extend an arm out ahead of her, finger pointing. She scowled at Rosie, Suzume, Xiu and Harley. She couldn't see Noelle as she skulked at ringside. but that didn't matter. Mel was focused on the source of her hate and desire!

"Come on then Harley doll, come and get your licking of a lifetime!!"

Mel curled her finger to beckon Harley into the ring and to join her to get the match started. Of course, her statement was saying she meant to kick the softcore princesses ass, but given their recent history, it has a much more R rated meaning also.

Harley watched as the opposing team disbanded, and she would gulp as Melody was the one who approached. Given their encounter in the disaster that lead to this match one would assume that Harley was anxious about fighting Melody because of the violent nature she displayed towards the softcore princess. However that wouldn't be Harley's worry as a recent event had revealed that Melody loved her, which was great because Harley wanted to be loved by all and if someone as tough and loud as Melody had such strong feelings that was the best kind of praise Harley could ask for. The issue came with the fact that Harley wanted to ensure that she did well by her team, and she knew that taking advantage of Melody's feelings was the best way to do so, although she would certainly feel guilty about doing such a thing.

The softcore princess also figured that making out with Melody in the middle of the ring likely wouldn't sit well with the rest of her team mates and the opposing team, regardless of the mutual feelings the two had to mash their bodies together, much like Romeo and Juliet they were pit against one another. However Harley was glad that she wasn't starting off against Aoi or Honoka who both hated her, the freaky one with the white hair that looked like the kind of woman who got off on hurting kindred spirits like Harley, and the cool masked one who as cool as her mask was, did look a bit intimidating when looked at from across the ring.

Eyes glued to Melody's swivelling hips as she turned around Harley would seem unsure how to react as the rocker scowled at her, for a moment it made the softcore princess wonder if she had done something to get on Melody's bad side again, which she certainly didn't want considering she looked fairly capable of extreme violence if needed. Luckily though what Melody said next would prove that not to be the case, as she welcomed Harley over after the bell rang, the softcore princess quickly stepping over to the middle of the ring and holding her arms up for a test of strength as she waited for the rocker to accept. Harley being unable to hide her smile at the prospect of Melody worshipping her, especially by her own will.

" You can do all the licking you want, after I pin ya. " Harley would chirp, purposefully playing up her cute side even more since now she had a number one fan who would likely give praise more often than even the crowd themselves would. Once Melody accepted the test of strength Harley would try to push her back towards one of the vacant corners with all her might, the softcore princess wasn't the strongest, but considering that her duty right now was to tire out Melody rather than beat her outright she figured she could afford to waste some of her useless strength against Melody's much more worrisome might.

" Y-You're strong Mel...but I'm going to beat ya! " Harley would say, starting to kneel down somewhat as she tried to apply her strength forward, letting out a low groan from exertion as she grinded her heels into the mat to try and push Melody back, Harley wanting both to fulfil her roll and for her loyal loving fan to appreciate her guts.

Melody was eager to get her hands on Harley. She liked to play the hardcore heavy rocker persona as a way to intimidate her rivals even before the first bell. This however was a different set of circumstances. Melody had fallen in love with Harley. She had always loved her, ever since their first encounter where Harley had dominated Melody. She felt a bit odd in a way, had this been a much more private setting, Melody would throw herself down to the canvas and let Harley do as she wanted, and be super excited the whole time. This however was a public match, in front of the LAW universe and the other wrestlers. Mel tried so hard to shift her "jobber" persona that this wasnt the time to go back to it. Harley however had Mel wrapped around her little finger, and Mel knew it!

Her comment was meant to keep up the cocky attitude, but Harley's cheery reply sent a flush of red through Mel's cheeks.

"Har... Harley. Dont..Dont you try to pin me!"

The rockers mind was cast back to a very erotic faceride in their Halloween special match, that left Melody breathless and longing for more!

The pair linked up and Mel knew she was stronger than Harley, but she decided to play along for a bit. As Harely pushed her toward the neutral corner, Mel backpeddled and then planted her foot to bring the pair to a halt. Melody would try to break off and slink her arm around behind the head of the softcore princess. If Harley didnt react or stop Mel somehow, the rocker would look to yank her love down into a side headlock.

"Now be nice or I'm gonna give you some twin time!"

Mel was almost giggling as she tried to work the headlock, making sure that Harley got a good face full of Melodies big breast. Mel would speak quieter than normal as she didnt want her corner and team to hear the words which were more teasing than insulting.

"Ahhh Harley, I know you like this, but you know your big butt is sticking out right?"

The crowd certainly appreciated the view with camera flashes going off as Harley's little cute skirt could ride up and show off her lovely rear and sexy white panties

Harley may have a valuable admirer in the form of the tough and spirited rocker, but even the softcore princess wouldn't hold back in these circumstances. As well as all the other motivators that should be obvious given the situation Harley also wanted to out wrestle Melody, sure she could just flirt her way to victory, but far too long people had discounted the softcore princess' other talents, and if she could stand up against such a feisty lover/rival then no one could possibly doubt her mix of adorableness and might.

The softcore princess would notice that she was pushing Melody back, and for a moment was impressed with her strength, perhaps there was a secret well of power that Harley could rely on only when she was truly determined like she was now. Cruelly though reality would stop her right in her tracks like a 10 foot wide brick wall in an obstacles race. Melody suddenly grinding her heels into the canvas and keeping Harley quite easily at bay before taking advantage of the momentary shock of Harley to quickly coil her arm around the softcore princess' head in a side headlock.

" uah!... you were messing with me..." Harley would quietly whine, sounding almost upset, although as her opponent worked the headlock the softcore princess would be seemingly soothed as she was lucky enough to receive some quality face to breast bonding time without the worry of being smothered out. Although the wrenching of Melody with her stern headlock was causing the raven haired lightweight some grief as she groaned and placed both her hands on the rocker's hips.

" it's not that big! if it was it wouldn't fit so snugly on your pretty little face. " Harley would tease, figuring that she would have an easier time if Melody eased down the hold just a little. Of course the softcore princess knew her panties were getting some screen time, she hadn't worn her most revealing outfit when she would have the most eyes on her just by coincidence.

Hoping that she would somehow squeeze her way out of the hold without having to overpower Melody Harley would try to press her face into the side of her opponent's breast, and push her weight in that direction as she tried to stumble towards the rocker and hopefully in the process force Melody to do the same thing. The softcore princess trying to keep this up until they reached the ropes, which would act as Harley's prompt to re-position herself slightly so Melody's back would be the one that bounced off the ropes with the combined momentum of both wrestler's weight, and of course in efforts to free herself the softcore princess would try to keep one hand on the side of her lovers hip while the other was pressed open palmed into her back just above her bottom. Harley attempting to push Melody from behind towards the opposite side of the ring just as her back met the ropes, the softcore princess trying to send Melody towards the opposite ropes in a rope assisted Irish whip.

Then if successful Harley would immediately follow Melody towards the middle of the ring and wait for her to return, before then leaping into the air and wrapping her thighs around the rocker's head before then falling backwards, whipping her opponent over her body in a hurricanrana and trying to smoothly transition into a Rana pin., Melody having one brief moment of bliss with her head between Harley's legs before she would be sent back first into the canvas with Harley's weight suddenly pinning her. The rockets cheeks tightly rubbing into the softcore lightweight's thighs as she squirmed to get into a comfortable position pinning her lover down.

Melody worked the headlock making sure to squash her breast against Harley's cheek. The rocker was loving the position and was planning her next move when Harley ran her hands all over the lightweights body

"Harley! Dammit...sto...stop groping me!"

Now it was Melodies turn to whine, her cheeks bright red from the touch of her softcore crush. The rocker would shake her head as she tried to ignore the comment about Harley putting her perfect bottom on the rockers face. The distraction worked however as Harley shoved and wiggled the pair towards the ropes. Before the rocker knew it, she was thundering across the ring, her big biker boots pounding the canvas. She managed to turn into the opposite ropes and bounced back off them, cursing the fact that the LAW workers always made the ropes way too springy for the lightweights.

However, Melody couldnt concern herself with that now, she saw Harley middle of the ring and ready to do something. As Mel approached she kinda squinted, half closing her eyes expecting some big move like a slam, but she carried on and didnt feel a thing until

"OOHHGMMMFFFF!

She immediately felt her face smushed against something warm and soft. Initially Melody panicked, and felt extremely turned on because she figured Harley had locked on a lovely breast smother. As Mel daydreamed, the whole arena spun and she felt her body flipped.

"OOFFF!"

Another moan came from the rocked as her back hit the canvas and she felt her large breasts squashed down. By the time Melody focused, she saw Harley, sat right on her upper chest, chunky thighs surrounding her head. Melodies eyes went wide and she realised the gravity of her situation.

"Ugnnnn gawd!"

It was a breathy and lust filled. Mel had thought about having Harley pinning her down like this so often, but this was more of a public affair. Luckily her arms were free and immediately, Mel reached to slap her hands on Harley's plump cheeks giving them a squeeze.

Then Melody did something frankly risky, it bordered on suicidal as far as her place in the match went. Melody ushered Harley right up into her face, and the rocker buried her features deep to Harley's crotch. She would immediately lick and nuzzle for all her worth. The crowd certainly loved the display, but Melody had plans! With her tongue and nose going to work on Harley's thinly covered crotch, Mel would kick off the canvas, hoping her lewd distraction worked. She would try to get her calves around the front of Harley's upper chest and head, and strain to pull back to free herself from the pinning predicament.

If she was successful, she would rock forward and Mel would have Harley flat on her back, between the rockers legs as if she had delivered a sit down powerbomb. Mel however would free her lover because she wanted so much more. Letting her legs go, Melody would get up to her knees and wipe her hand across her mouth as if she had a feast, and in a way, she had!

Mel would push up off the canvas and approach Harley looking to make a grab for her lovers hair to "help" her up to her knees.

"C'mere babes, I wanna give you an early Christmas present hehe!"

Melody may have been enjoying the head lock a little bit more than Harley, the rocker likely enjoying to control and restrain her lover. However the raven haired lightweight knew something her lover would find even more pleasure in, Harley's hands traversing the landscape of Melody's body as she tried to come up with a plan.

The softcote princess succeeding in stumbling towards the ropes, and forcing Melody to bounce off the ropes and run towards those opposite of the pair. Harley not underestimating her rival and lover In the slightest as she immediately got into place, leaping upwards and hooking her thighs around the rocker's head and rolling backwards in mid air to take her to the mat.

" Mel I know you want this, let me squash your pretty face already. " Harley would flirt, trying now to use her natural charms to convince Melody into going docile for a pin, although unluckily the rocker not only broke her crushes spell, but did so in record time.

Harley feeling her large cheeks be sternly grasped, earning a slight moan before she would forcibly be bucked forward. The softcote princess' crotch squishing Melody's cheeks and features preemtively, Harley not ready for what the rocker had planned as she nuzzled her face the princess' crotch.

Melody using both her tongue and nose to tease Harley's covered sex, getting the raven haired lightweight wet as she mindlessly closed her eyes and placed her paws upon both sides of her opponent's head.

Harley being caught completely off guard when she was suddenly rolled backwards and found herself between Melody's legs, blushing slightly at the teasing position she had ended up in. The softcore princess wouldn't need to be embarrassed for long though, as Melody surprised her by giving up the chance of a lifetime, instead getting up to her feet.

Harley of course would try to do the same, but she had only rolled onto her front and started to get up before her hair was grasped. The softcore princess letting out a pathetic whine and placing her hands against Melody's as she was dragged on to her knees.

The softcore princess being stuck in her opponent's rythim at the moment, completely at Melody's mercy. " N- noooo...I wanted to give you one first... " Harley grumbled out, figuring that Melody had embarrassing plans for the weaker lightweight.

Melody was feeling happy with her mistake although she couldn't deny that the prospect of Harley squashing her face deep within the girls crotch was kinda alluring. Usually wrestlers hated losing, and Melody was no exception. However, Harley was her Kryptonite. The girl could make Melody melt with a single gesture or glance.

For now Melody was content to have the upper hand, not only would she look good in front of her team and the rest of the roster but she knew of her dirty little secret got out there, Melody would endure no end of comments about being Harleys smother toy. Not that Mel minded that title, it was something more for the two of them to tease with. As a plus, if Mel could get Harley all hot and bothered, there was a good chance the payback would heavenly. A princess needs a throne!

Mel tugged on Harley's hair in a bid to keep her on all fours for now. She heard her lover whine and Mel smiled

"Yeah I can imagine Harley, but....I am kinda CHEEKY!"

With that she would kick a leg up and twist her body to look to knock Harley down with a hip attack. However given it was her crush she was facing, Mel would deliberately turn too far and thrust her butt in Harleys face, giving her more cheek than hip, just to place emphasis on her terrible joke.

If this was successful, Mel would drop to her bottom and look to grab Harley's head once again, the rocker parting her thighs to slide them along Harleys cheeks and nestle the softcore princess' nose and mouth right up against Mel's panties to add a little sensual smothering into the mix for a front head scissor. The rockers skirt would flop down over Harleys face and Mel would let the smothering do the work as opposed to actually squeezing or putting hurt on Harley.

It also wasnt lost that Harleys legs were within kicking distance of the bottom rope.

"Don't ya tap now Harley, I need to rock ya world, and rock on your face hah!"

Mel would lift up her skirt, hitching it past her hips to get a look at her crushes face all smushed between the rockers thighs. Mel was very turned on, not least because Harley nearly sat on her face moments earlier, and right now the softcore princess probably knew it!

Harley would be lying if she was to say that she had started the match off in a good way, as so far she was being completely controlled by none other than Melody white who had a huge crush on her. That fact alone was fairly embarrassing in this context, as it was clear the two had a little bit of sexual tension between them, and of course one of them would need to be viewed as the natural sub, and currently that position would likely be thought of as Harley's role, when she would much rather embarrass her lover and take control.

Melody grasping Harley's hair fairly tightly and keeping her down on all fours, creating even more illusions of her being the one to receive a thorough pounding rather than vice versa, the rocker then proceeding to land a variation of a hip attack. One variation that embarrassingly enough resulted in Harley getting a faceful of nothing but cheeks, Melody's large behind jiggling as Harley crumbled backwards to the canvas, being bested by her lover's behind.

Harley still groggy as Melody sat near her and grasped the softcore princess' head before squishing her thighs into the raven haired lightweight's blushing cheeks. The softcore princess then having her nose and lips forcibly nuzzle against Melody's crotch in a tight headscissors smother.

" Mmnm..." Harley would mumble out as the aroma of Melody's panties drifted right up her nostrils and her lips parted to breath and received a taste of wetness and only received some misty humid air. The softcore princess wriggling helplessly as her hands grasped and squeezed her opponent's thighs pressing into her cheeks. Harley's team likely not being too impressed with her pathetic efforts thus far.

While Harley squirmed she would kick her feet against the mat as she was teased by her opponent's enticing scent and taste. The softcore princess having a tremendous amount of luck as her leg just happened to land on the rope as she raised and dropped It, the softcore princess not even aware the rope was there until she felt it.

" Refmnm mnropee! " Harley would mumble out, her lips catching some of the material of Melody's panties in the process, the softcore princess wetting Melody's panties herself by accident. Although the rocker probably wouldn't mind too much.