Kuromi Natsuo VS. Okami - Cross roster match

Okami tried to resist and kickout with his free leg, but in his short-breathed state Kuromi was going to have her way to roll him onto his tummy, soon having him seured in her single bostn crab.

"Uughhhh...maybe not....nnrrrghhhh!", the boy groaned in response with clenched teeth. With his abs in pain from the recent strike already, the last thing he wanted was to stay in such kind of stretching hold, but it was not like he had much of a choice for now.

Under such uncomfortable pressure to his back muscles and abdominals, the boy was now starting a straining attempt at slowly crawling his way towards the ropes. Of course, that would mean draggling Kuromi along which wasn't going to be the easiest of tasks.

Kuromi didn't really resist, Okami's attempt to crawl toward the ropes. In fact, she wanted him to get closer to his goal just so that she could rip him away from it when the time came.

"Oh dear, we're getting closer to the ropes aren't we?" Kuromi said as she looked over her shoulder to check on the spacing they had. Once she thought, Okami was close enough Kuromi would stand and try to pull him away from the ropes and sit back down as she held the single leg crab.

Okami was huffing in fatigued exertion, spending a good amount of his stamina to slowly slither closer to the ropes, but he was satisfied of his progresses so far, that his until Kuromi started to easily pull him away from his goal! The strong beautiful girl seemed to be in a quite better mood at the moment, and poor Okami would soon figure out why, having his best efforts mockingly flustrated as she just leisurely dragged him back to the middle of the ring.

The fans were definitely approving, their cheering and laughing showing how much they loved to see Kuromi play with the fruitlessly squirming boy.

"Oh...n-no....unghhhhhh!". Once brought back in the center, Okami felt the pressure increase as Kuromi sat down onto him, thus securing the groaning boy in her submission. Blushing deeply at his predicament, Okami was squirming from both embarrassment and the painful straining, but he couldn't do much more than enduring the pain at the moment, while trying to figure a way to escape.

Kuromi held her hold on Okami for a bit longer before completly letting him go. She was done with this match and Okami. She didn't really get into her groove and wanted to finish this now. Now Kuromi walked around and positioned herself as she waited for Okami to stand up.

Once Okami was standing, Kuromi would move in behind him and try to force him into an inverted headlock. Assuming she got the hold locked, Kuromi would lift Okami up and over her for a reverse suplex. This was one of her finishers which she has dubbed "Chest Press."

If Kuromi had certainly worked Okami's spine for good, leaving him growing with a numbening pain thorugh the low part of his back, the young male had not been deprived of his awareness so far.

And thus, he was able to quickly improvise a reaction when he gelt Kuromi starting to grapple him from behind, surely in preparation of some big more by her side.

"Gasp.... y-you don't... nnggrrff...!!"
Reaching up with both hands to Kuromi's head and trying to pull it onto his shoulders, he tried to anticipate her reverse headlock and reverse his bad predicament into a stunner, letting himself drop down onto his butt and hopefully drakking Kuromi with him, so that her chin would get a shockwave impacting against his shoulder.

Kuromi was prepared to end this match, but Okami seemed to get in her way again. He held onto her head and dropped down for a stunner and Kuromi fell down to her knees as her head went into his shoulder.

An appropriate counter to her finisher, but she wasn't done yet. Kuromi just leaned on Okami after the impact as she forcefully held onto him during the counter. After a few seconds, Kuromi was already trying to get to her feet with her hands still around Okami.

Okami was not given plenty of time to celebrate his successful counter, because the vey stubborn Kuromi was still holding him in spite of being on the receiving end of a stunner.

"Nnggff.... w-why don't you just... let go...!". The young male would struggle in her arms in the hope to get loose thanks to the induced dizzyness from his counter. But if that was not the case, then Kuromi would slowly stand up with him still grappled in her hold.

Kuromi, being stubborn at this time worked in her favor. She slowly rose to her feet while lifting Okami with her. Though given her current condition, Kuromi couldn't pull off any big moves just yet. So she just stood straight and shoved Okami away from her, so that she could take a breather and reset herself.

Okami himself would not mind the chance to take a breather. Pushed off by Kuromi, he leaned his back against the ropes huffing heavily for a few seconds.

Not wanting to waste some precious air in pointless conversations at this point, the young guy made a "come hither" gesture at the beautiful opponent, walking forward to meet her in the middle of the ring.

If Kuromi was not going to take the initiative, Okami would lunge forward trying to grab one of her arms and twist it with a standing wristlock.

Pushing Okami away, Kuromi wasn't going to sit back and rest to long. After pushing him away, Kuromi was already walking toward him. She was walking slowly of course, but was advancing nonetheless.

She wasn't going to be lulled in by his call, but at the same time she wasn't going to throw herself into a trap. Standing outside his range, Kuromi stopped, leaned forward and used one finger to call him over to her.