A Lover not a Wrestler! (For HannaBanana)

Asuka managed to surprise the prince, taking him down on his back and quickly following it up with a scarf hold, squeezing his neck tight around her arm as she laid down on his side next to him, with her upper body facing him. She elevated his head upwards a bit to crank up more pressure, causing his face to grind against her boob in a unintended (or perhaps even intended) smother effect.

Daisuke moaned out a bit, struggling to breath as her breasts smothered him face while his neck feeling quite tight from her squeezing. He quickly shuffled around a bit, before springing his legs backwards towards Asuka's head, he wrapped his legs around her head and let pulled back, slamming her down on her side while forcing her to let him go.

Daisuke needed to get some space between him and Asuka, as she fell on her back next to him, he saw her legs raised up and he quickly rolled the opposite way, not wanting to engage in another grapple with her while the two were still down on the mat. Quickly rolling away, he would push up on his knees and then from there, back up on his feet. He would turn to face Asuka, his chest heaving up and down as he took some breaths of air as his chest glistened in sweat a bit.

He would take a moment to adjust his briefs before allowing Asuka some room, "Not bad for a rookie....come on, we've just started to wreslte"he would say, raising his arms up once more as he circled her, looking to engage in another grapple.

Asuka gives Daisuke more credit than she would, expecting Daisuke to stay with the grapple. Instead, he bails as soon as he sees her legs coming up, not willing to engage with her and create some space between the two.

She takes a deep breath before sitting up and getting on her knees, adjusting her bra. A little miffed that she couldn't get that armbar in but oh well. There probably is still a chance to apply it in this spar.

"I would have got you if you didn't bail." She says in a teasing tone as the Pink Star gets to her feet. At least he did compliment her. Somewhat. Taking the time for a breather, her own chest glistens with sweat around the lovely mounds of her flesh.

Asuka sees the Wrestling Prince resuming the spar, getting his hands up and circling her once more. Asuka did the same, crouching a bit, as if like a tiger waiting to pounce. This time, Asuka didn't wait for long, she wanted to be the one that initiates things, knowing that a battle of strengths is quite unfavorable for the pinkette. She pounces into action, rushing towards the Prince as if she was looking for another lock up with her hands. But she has other ideas.

Asuka twists her body so that her right side is showing before she leaps in the air, her right leg coming up towards his hips as she tries for something flashy and quite devastating with the flying scissor take-down.

She was proving to be ALOT better than his previous sparring partner, already making the prince sweat a bit as she took him down and expertly grappled up with him, trapping him in a submission hold and even landing in a cheeky breast smother. The prince, not wanting to be out done, quickly countered and send her back down with a scissor takedown but instead of following up on his offence with a subsequent grapple, he noticed Asuka's movement and quickly bailed, it was a good move too as she was looking to trap him in another submission.

The two moved away from each other, getting some distance and catching their breath. Daisuke adjusted his briefs and Asuka fixed her sports bra before the two would once again circle each other, arms out in front as they looked ready to pounce on each other. "I highly doubt that" he would respond with a grin to her statement. When she lunged in, he would do the same, looking to grapple up with the Pink Wrestler however his eyes widened when she, instead of the lock up, would leap up in the air and her legs would wrap up around Daisuke's hip and upper leg, sweeping him off the mat and taking him down in a leg scissor takedown.

Daisuke would let out a grunt as he stumbled back down on the ground, quickly trying to pull his leg back towards him as he knew he was in trouble! "Urghh shit!" he groaned.

If that guy that Daisuke beat was there, he could learn a lot from this tussle.

Both showing their strengths but Asuka is proving to be better than he'd probably expected. If there was an audience, they'd chant for the hero in pink. Daisuke was no slouch as he was able to get the Pink Star off him with a grounded scissor takedown, albeit with help from Asuka's arousement.

Apparently he doesn't want to be out done. Except Asuka just one uped his scissor takedown with her impressive flying scissor takedown.

Sending him crashing down to the mat, the Pink Star takes him to the ground once again, somewhere that she feels comfortable in. And now she has him where she wants him.

Daisuke is quick to realise the severity of the danger he's in and tries to bring his leg back. "Oh no you don't,
mister!" Asuka sees that leg going back and her hands shoot to grab at the leg that is pulled back. Initially she wanted a double leg lock but there is still another option. One of her legs attempts to entangle with hers hoping to stretch that leg. If she could get it in and get the leg, Asuka would go for a Banana Split submission.

Thankfully the earlier crowd that had witness Daisuke school the younger male wrestler had left with the rookie male wrestler, because if they would have stayed to watch his subsequent match, they would have realized what a bully Daisuke was picking on rookies and when some real competition arrives in the ring, the prince would struggle with anything lest than his best. Asuka was proving to be more than a match for Daisuke, the two were locked in a heated and evenly matched bout but it seemed at some points, Asuka was the one who was the better wrestler as she ran circles around the ring against Daisuke, who struggled to keep up against her.

One throwdown later, the two found themselves up on their feet once more, until Asuka once again decided to take the match down to the ground. She would acrobatically take the prince down on his back via a headscissor takedown, slamming him down on his back. The prince tried to scoot backwards by pulling his leg back towards his chest but the Pinkette had other plans, grabbing the leg of the prince before entangling it with hers to stretch that leg and trapping him in a Banana Split submission. Daisuke's legs were being stretched far, putting pressure on his groin as he moaned in pain. "Aghhhh!!! S-shit....." he cursed, looking to try and close his legs and fighting against Asuka's legs to ease up the stretch, really wriggling and squirming while trying to kick his legs to break free. With all that stretching, the fabric of his briefs were really stretching against him quite awkwardly.

As someone who calls herself the Wrestling Prince, he certainly doesn't seem to wow the Pink Star so much.

Asuka managed to get Daisuke on the ground yet again, taking him off his feet and then manages to trap him in a nice Banana Split submission. Asuka opens his legs wide, stretching the groin area more than he would be comfortable with. She giggles as she tugs on the hold more. "I never heard of royalty cussing before. You must be a naughty prince!" She teases, noticing Daisuke is fighting back, wriggling and squirming under the hold, Asuka has her hooks on him, pulling on his leg, cutely scrunching her face as she looks to stretch his legs passed than he would usually do. I wonder if someone from royalty is used to tapping out!"

Whilst Daisuke didn't expect Asuka to be easier than the male he just beat, she was certainly proving to be a lot tougher than he anticipated. The wrestling prince not only was broken into a sweat by the Pink Wrestler but she was actually doing quite well to put the pain on his limbs with her nifty submission moves.

Once floored, she would trap him in a Banana Split submission move,his shoulders pinned against mat while his legs being stretched to the side to put massive pressure on his hips as he moaned in pain. He wriggled around but with her hands around his groin area, it was hard for him to really move his legs around. "SAAHHHH!" he groaned, "T-this is nothing! I wont submit Pinky!" he would say before attempting to bring his hands around her face, looking to claw her face with his fingers in hopes to distract her enough for him to power out of the hold and kick out.

It is more clear that the Pink Star has Daisuke locked in good. She can always trust in her skills of submissions to have someone tapping in no time. She wouldn't know how much the wrestling prince is willing to take, but with a hold like that, shouldn't be too long.

Still doesn't mean he isn't persistent, someone with a nickname "Wrestling Prince" would sure as hell not want their title tarnished by some cute, pink haired girl with skills to rival Sakuraba...who just so happens to be a nymphomaniac. "Man, does being a wrestling royalty translates to stubborn?" She pouted, looking rather cute there, shrugging her shoulders. Guess a bit more on the stretch will work.

Apparently wrestling royalty might translate into desperate as well, Daisuke bringing his hands to claw on Asuka's cute face. "Ahh! Hey! Cut it out!" She turned her head to get the claw off her, not knowing that her grip loosened some, which gave Daisuke the perfect opportunity to kick out and power out of the hold. A bit annoyed there but Asuka is forced to somersault back to gain space and think of another plan. Still, she was close.

It seemed as if Asuka was quite the submission specialist, no wonder she was quick to accept the condition of a submissions only bout when the prince had proposed it. Daisuke had dug himself a hole and how he had the option of crawling out of it or getting buried under his own hole. The wrestling prince struggled to escape for a while until his hands reached out to grab Asuka by the face and mash and grind his fingers against her pretty facial features, which made her loosen up her grip just enough for Daisuke to push out and kick out of the submission hold.

The wrestling prince would roll away from his opponent, grabbing the bottom ropes tightly and hugging them as he was desperate for a rope break. "*Huff*Huff* Shit....she's actually tough" he murmured to himself as he pulled on the ring ropes to push up on his knees and then all the way up on his feet. Daisuke would turn to face the Pink Wrestler, seemingly more annoyed and frustrated now. The wrestling prince would roll his shoulders and stretch his neck before moving away from the ring ropes and started to circle the female wrestler, his body glistening in sweat as he raised his arms up high. "We aren't finished yet....I WILL make you submit Asuka....I will make you admit I am the superior wrestler" he growled, looking to lunge in at her to lock up in a clinch.