Abbey Abraxas vs Kyo Akamatsu

Unbeknownst to Abbey, Kyo's real plan of attack wasn't just to kick her down: he was testing and provoking her, hoping to draw her into a counter-attack that he could then take advantage of. Now that he was back in control of things, Kyo was thinking ahead again, fighting with calm and logic rather than with desperation.

As he launched his next kick, Abbey suddenly reacted, springing an arm at him. This had been what Kyo was waiting for: as Abbey pushed against his chest, he slid one arm over hers to trap it under his armpit, while using is free arm to grab for Abbey's head. Twisting his body around, he tried to use his position to whip Abbey head-first into either the corner post or the ring apron!

Abbey growled when Kyo trapped her arm. He sure liked to do that. She'd had one part of her body or another under his armpit so much during the match that she was beginning to think he had a fetish.

The next arm came out and Abbey shook her head. She knew what was coming next and lowered her head to press it into his chest while she winged her free arm up to throw her forearm into Kyo's face.

He was still backpedaling while they wrestled around outside. he wasn't going to trap her head, at least not the way he wanted, but she didn't really have the momentum to drive him into anything.

The best she could hope for was to see if he'd break, which she doubted, she wouldn't do it either, or stick out her partly injured leg and try and trip the two of them up so they fell onto the mats below or into the apron or steel steps. Preferably with her on top, of course.

Kyo felt Abbey resist as he locked her up, denying her a grip on her head even as she whipped a forearm into his face. His own head snapped to the side with a grunt of pain, but he kept grappling with Abbey even as she pressed against him, her head pressing against his chest. What Kyo had hoped would be a nice arm whip instead turned into a messy tangle of limbs, and, almost inevitably, the two of them went crashing down onto the steel steps.

Toppling down on top of Abbey, Kyo gasped in surprise, as, for a brief moment, the two of them were body-to-body on the floor, his head resting against Abbey's shoulder as his cheek brushed against hers. Blushing as he heard the catcalls of the audience, Kyo shifted his grip, tried to kneel upright, and grabbed for Abbey's thighs, hoping to suddenly drop back and slingshot Abbey off the mat towards either the corner post or the ring apron.

This close, though, Kyo was aware that Abbey might try to grapple with him instead, and pull him down to the mat with her to prevent him from getting up. If that happened, then it would come down to a simple battle of strength against strength as the two jostled for control on the floor. Kyo would try to get his arms up around Abbey's waist and get to his feet for a bearhug, though he would be conscious, all the while, of the clock ticking against the two of them.

Abbey winced as she was bent over the steel steps back first. it really wasn't what she was hoping for. She really didn't even know if not doing what she had just done would have ended better for her. All she knew was she had better not have torn up her jacket on the chrome! Oh, and Kyo was probably going to capitalize on her ridiculous mistake.

Abbey felt Kyo's body as they slid off the steps. Abbey's cheeks flared at the soft breath against her neck and the touch of their cheeks. Even if she didn't dig guys and could pretzel them up like nothing, her body still reacted to certain sensations. And, probably moreso, to the whistles of the wolfish audience.

"G-Geeze, Kyo. Buy a lady dinner first." She muttered.

Thankfully, he sat up but when he grabbed her thighs, she was put into an even MORE compromising position. With Kyo's fingers holding up her strong legs, And then, he fell backwards.

"Ooooh!" Abbey felt the pressure of his body and before she could curse him out, She was flung awkwardly away from him, being thrown to the other side of the ring. She landed with a thud and groaned as she hit the outside of the mats, nearly hitting the other steel steps at the other end of the ring.

"Abbey lifted up her head. The referee was almost through counting them out. She ached but she scrambled into the ring, almost thankful for Kyo's maneuver. Maybe Kyo wouldn't get back in time. Though she didn't really WANT to win by count out. Especially after Kyo was getting all thrust-y at her. Abbey's cheeks were still bright red, even though she had a scowl on her face.

Truth to be told, Kyo felt his own cheeks redden as he lay against Abbey, feeling all too aware of her warm, curvy form pressed up snugly against his. He tried to focus as best he could, but it was impossible not to be aroused in such a situation.

"Is that a request, Abbey-chan?" he teased back, keeping his outward cool as he tried his best to hide his distraction, before slingshotting Abbey towards the corner post. The move worked better than expected: although he missed his initial target of the corner post, he still sent her sprawling far away from him, and left her quite dazed in the process. Even as he watched, though, Abbey recovered quickly, scrambling back into the ring with surprising speed.

This girl is something else, he thought to himself as he clambered back into the ring opposite her. He saw how flustered she looked, and decided to take advantage of that, keeping his face in an expression of serene, and almost condescending, calm as he began to circle her again. "Not a bad recovery, Abbey-chan, I'll give you that," he taunted.

Abbey panted while she laid on the mat just inside the ring. She watched Kyo climb in and knew she couldn't sit around and rest. She slowly began to stand up, "Sorry to burst your bubble, Kyo," Abbey said as she stood up and tested her legs. "You didn't come equipped with the right parts."

Abbey then winked coyly at Kyo. "But I won't hold it against you if you think about me on a lonely night." Abbey pursed her lips and blew him a kiss. "And thanks, I was really hoping to be be judged on my ability to bounce back after getting my ass kicked and not, you know, my wrestling skills."

Abbey had hoped her teasing and taunting had distracted Kyo enough to give her the few seconds she needed to recover. She stepped forward with her arms raised in a fighting stance as Kyo circled. Abbey threw herself forward and tried for a basic tie up. It was late in the match. Abbey wasn't expecting to necessarily gain the advantage with a simple tie up but it was a good chance to see where they stood as far as reserves went. Abbey tried to push hard to see if she could drive Kyo back at all.

Kyo gave Abbey a sour look as she continued to match banter with him. He didn't press the advantage-- the good sport in him wanted Abbey to be back on her feet before they continued. "Oh, I'll judge you on your wrestling skills, Abbey-chan," he teased, "when you actually show some." The two of them began to circle, Abbey motioning for a lockup and Kyo mirroring the action. If Abbey wanted a test of strength, Kyo would be happy to oblige her.

The two locked up eagerly, pushing and twisting against one another as they grappled for supremacy. Kyo clenched his teeth as the two of them were pressed cheek to cheek beside each other, digging his toes into the mat as his arms and Abbey's tangled. Not for the first time in this match, Kyo had a good sense of how strong this girl was, and it both alarmed and thrilled him that she was making him break out a sweat. He took one, two steps back before standing his ground, but it was all he could do to stalemate the strong American girl.

"Will...you...at least...permit me...to compliment...your strength?" Kyo breathed through his teeth. The moment Abbey made her reply, however, Kyo would slacken his grip and twist to the side, using Abbey's built-up momentum against her as he brought a knee up hard into her gut. If it stunned the American girl, then Kyo would drop low, snaking one arm around the back of her golden locks and another around one of her powerful thighs, before lifting her up onto her shoulders into a quick fireman carry...before dropping her down, back-first, across his outstretched knee.

"Oh, that was just low." Abbey chided the Japanese boy as they locked up. Abbey could feel herself pushing the advantage and smiled inwardly, knowing she still had enough gas int he tank. "Don't make me angry, Kyo. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry. Ok, well, you probably would but just don't do it!"

She teased back. She wanted to get him tot he ropes at least before she started her next maneiuver, quickly trying to think what the best plan of attack was when he spoke again. "Oh you can-ooof!"

She didn't even get to finish her witty retort!

"Carp, crap ccrap! Unnngh!"

Abbey was lifted and then dropped, slamming into Kyo's knee and flopping off of him. That one hurt a bit. The large American girl was starting to think she shouldn't have waited around trying to muscle him to the ropes. 'Did I just say carp?'

After several seconds of tense struggling, Kyo finally managed to break the deadlock, taking Abbey by surprise and nailing her with a quick slam across his knee. As much as he would have loved nothing more than to keep grappling with her, and to see, once and for all, which of them was stronger, he also knew he had a match to win. As Abbey rolled onto her back below him, Kyo took a moment to catch his breath, wipe his sweaty brow, and consider his next move.

"Did...did you just say 'carp?'" he wondered aloud as he pushed Abbey onto her front. While the American girl was still stunned, he grabbed her heels and moved to interlock her legs with his, before kneeling against her thighs and cupping her chin.

"Sorry, Abbey-chan," he said, "I really enjoyed this, but it's time for you to tap now." And with that, he would fall onto his back, aiming to hoist Abbey up in the air above him and tuck her head under his armpit, stretching her painfully in his Romero special finisher, the Akamatsu Crippler! If anything would put Abbey away for good, Kyo knew, it would be this.

"shutup!"

Abbey squeaked as Kyo taunted her. Her face was even more red than it had ever been. Getting groped or hit on, or even put in an compromising position wasn't NEARLY as embarrassing to Abbey as misspeaking like that. She'd never live it down. Unfortunately while Abbey was worried about her slip of the tongue, Kyo was more concerned with turning her into a pretzel. He slipped on top her back, tangling their feet. Next was the crippled which Abbey tried to keep from being applied to her by shimmying and bucking her shoulders.

"Erghnk"

Abbey sputtered while she was pulled into Kyo's armpit again and rolled into a rather uncompromising position with her legs spread and her back arched in a way that put her body on display. It was an awkward and painful hold as Abbey felt pressure on her back.

Abbey tried to push her butt downwards into Kyo's lap to get some stability and fight against the painful arching. She bicycled her legs to try and free herself from the foot hold, thinking that in this position, Kyo's grip in her legs would be the weakest point for him to keep her locked down. If she could break free from that, then she might have a chance with the rest of it.