[Falls Count Anywhere POW Match] Hawk Moth vs Hyacinth - Lecture On Botany

Karen was genuinely surprised when Hyacinth simply did not allow herself to be pushed away, but instead helped the street fighter to her feet. Karen's eyebrows rose slightly when she heard that the red-haired flower did not want to harm her. All this was very strange. She is absolutely not used to such an attitude towards herself. Especially from the side of the opponent. And especially during the fight. And even more she was surprised by the offer of Hyacinth to refuse the match. Karen put her hand on her forehead, feeling that her head was starting to hurt due to the strangeness of what was happening.

- We cannot refuse the match, - she said quietly and even a little uncertainly because she did not think that she would have to explain it, - we have responsibilities for the spectators who bought tickets for our match. We may lose our job. And I can’t lose this job...

When the hand of the red-haired flower touched the hair of the Japanese girl, she flinched slightly. She looked into the eyes of this girl and saw sincerity in them. Until now, Hawk Moth could not understand how it came to such things. Of course, she felt a weakness for red-headed girls, but why does she feel so strange now? There is no place for emotions during the fight. Ring and personal life should be separated. Then why now does she feel such warmth from who at the moment is her rival? And why does she feel that she cannot push away this beautiful flower?

- What? - Karen blinked quickly several times, realizing what Hyacinth had just said.

She felt her face begin to turn red. What did this girl just say? To go with her? Karen heard the voice of the red-haired flower trembling, and she saw her embarrassment about it. And now the Japanese girl with a bloodied face, standing on the roof of a truck, simply could not believe what was happening. Her heart was beating fast. How should she perceive this? It is one thing to feel attracted to a person’s appearance, but it’s a completely different thing to hear something like that.

- This is a POW match... one of us will one way or another go with the other... - she muttered, feeling that now she too was embarrassed.

But despite her words, Karen guessed that Hyacinth did not mean this. That's just Hawk Moth was not ready to discuss such things right here. The street fighter felt like the referee girl, who was in complete shock, looks at the wrestlers. This confused Karen even more. However, she felt that it would be unfair to leave the sincere request of the red-haired flower unanswered. Karen took a step forward, almost touching the back of the flower with her front. The girl tilted her head to Hyacinth's ear.

- Yes, I will go with you, - she said in an almost whisper, - but now we fight.

She was about to take a few steps back in order to raise her fists. Unfortunately, but she had no other job. Karen was honest with herself first and foremost. Because a person who lies to himself can never gain the trust of others. And the truth was that in this life, Karen was no longer able to do anything but kicking asses.

- And do not spare me, - she would have said more loudly, - this is a fight. And it must end one way or another.

The street fighter had a veritable swarm of thoughts in his head. It can even be called cognitive dissonance. After a very sad episode in her life, she no longer believed in such a thing as love. A lot has changed since then, and she has changed too. She did not have a permanent relationship for a very long time, however, she did not withdraw from the relationship. Karen loved to flirt with girls and was very persistent in this if necessary. The end of her debut match was proof of that. But what was happening now completely overwhelmed her. She could not even remember the last time she heard such words or when someone paid attention to her.

- What do you want to?.. - Karen wanted to ask when Hyacinth brought her face closer.

However, she didn’t have time to finish, as their lips closed in a kiss. At first, the Japanese girl's eyes widened in surprise. "Curiouser and curiouser!" cried Alice. And it was true. But… Karen closed her eyes, letting her body relax. She responded to this kiss, joining their tongues in a passionate dance. Hell, the red flower was very good. Whether it was a stereotype or not, Frenchwomen really kissed very well. Due to the residual blood on Karen's face, the kiss was a little salty, however, it was still very pleasant. But it's time to break this kiss. Karen lowered her eyes as Hyacinth said it was for fans.

- Yes, right…

And before Hawk Moth could do anything else, Hyacinth grabbed her legs and pushed her shoulders against the metal roof. It happened so quickly that only after the first clap of the referee, the girl realized that it was a pin.

- Two! - this time the referee acted quickly.

Karen tensed her body and straightened her legs, jerking her whole body in order to push the red-haired girl away from her and interrupt this pin. Once on her knees, she looked at the referee, who only held up two fingers, which meant that Karen was still in the game. The girl grinned, realizing that the match was continuing, her heart began to beat faster, anticipating a good fight.

Despite the fact that she had not yet completely calmed down after what had just happened, she decided to act. But instead of slowly getting to her feet, she made a sharp roll forward, intending to shorten the distance between her and Hyacinth as quickly as possible. If the red-haired girl had not had time to get to her feet, then Hawk Moth would have gladly wrapped her strong legs around her rival's neck. She was intent on lowering this beautiful flower back onto the roof of the truck and then depriving her of oxygen by squeezing her neck with the help of powerful headscissors!

When the feet of the street fighter wrapped around the neck of the red flower, Karen smiled maliciously. She was definitely not someone who liked to gloat, however, now she received a portion of genuine pleasure from not letting her rival complete this deceptive pin. Many believed that all means were good during battle, but Hawk Moth had her own opinion on this matter. From the day she first went out to fight in the street, she never needed a trick to win. Therefore, even now she was determined to use her legs in order to bring Hyacinth into an unconscious state.

When her rival began to move from side to side, Karen only increased the pressure on the neck of the red-haired girl. She was sure that she had enough strength to prevent Hyacinth from completing what she had begun. Getting excited, Karen did not let go of her rival even when she began to lift the Hawk Moth above the roof of the truck. Only when she was on the shoulders of the red flower the Japanese girl realized the absurdity of the situation in which she found herself due to the fact that she was too carried away by an attempt to strangle her rival. The wind whistled in the street fighter's ears as Hyacinth threw her body down.

- GgrrarraARRrrrhhh!!! - burst out of Karen's mouth as her back collided with the hard metal cover.

Her body jumped after the impact, and when it fell a second time, Karen involuntarily jerked several times. Waves of pain radiated all over her body and she closed her eyes. The girl's face was contorted due to terrible pain. After starting her career in AFW, she did not have a single street fight, but now Hyacinth reminded her of all the delights of street fighting.

Karen was forced to open her eyes when she felt the red-haired girl sit on her. The Japanese girl was not ready to allow herself to be punched in the face, so she clenched her fists in order to put a barrier in front of her face. But what was her surprise when, instead, Hyacinth tilted forward. The girl's eyes widened once again when she felt the tongue on her lips. Karen loved to flirt with other girls, she didn’t believe in love, but she believed in good time and good sex. But to this day, she has never met a girl who not only first began to flirt with Karen, but also so aggressively tries to impose contact between their bodies. Karen was almost in a state of shock, unable to return this almost forceful kiss. But one thing sobered the girl almost instantly.

- ONE! - the referee's clap was like a thunderclap.

Reality returned to Karen almost as quickly as it had vanished moments earlier. She realized that her back was still burning because of the terrible pain and that her shoulders were once again pressed against a flat surface! The street fighter clicked her tongue in displeasure, and then her right hand shot forward. With this movement, the girl intended not only to break the pin, but also to grab the red-haired girl's right wrist. If she hadn't had a problem with it, Karen would slip her left hand under Hyacinth's grabbed hand and move the girl's upper body to the side, pressing her head to the metal roof! Maybe Hawk Moth could not clasp the waist of her rival with her legs, but she was sure that the redhead flower would still feel the consequences of that painful submission hold in all its glory! And it is a kimura lock!

Karen was ruthless, increasing the pressure on Hyacinth's arm with each passing second. This evening was filled with too many strange events and the Hawk Moth did not hide the fact that she intends to end this match as soon as possible. She knew that her nose was not broken, but pain still throbbed on her face, and all her clothes were bloody. And, apparently, the red-haired girl was not going to give up, because despite all the efforts of the Japanese girl, the flower began to move.

- Just give up already! - Karen exclaimed emotionally, trying to keep her rival in place.

However, Hyacinth slowly but surely continued to crawl. And only now the street fighter realized what the red-haired girl was up to. Was her rival really that desperate? Damn it, it seems yes! Karen managed to let go of Hyacinth at the very last moment before her rival collapsed downstairs! The sound of broken glass filled Karen's ears. The girl lay on her back for a few more seconds, looking up and trying to catch her breath. And then she rolled over and got on all fours. She looked down to see Hyacinth lying on the hood of the truck, arms and legs spread wide and showing no obvious signs of movement. With a painful groan, Karen got to her feet, still looking down. She was clearly thinking about something intensely.

- What are you up to? - the referee asked with fear in her voice.
- You'd better come downstairs, - Karen said in an almost whisper.

Every second of this match made him harder and harder. The Hawk Moth understood that if she went down and tried to pin the Hyacinth now, there was a high probability that her rival would break the pin and their match would continue on the asphalt. No. It needs to be finished now. For both of them.

The referee started down the stairs and Karen turned her back to her opponent. She had to take a deep breath to pull herself together. Despite her temperament, she didn't want to do this. She knew it was only work. But after all that Hyacinth said and did...

"Fuck..." - Karen thought.

The girl squatted slightly, and then jumped up, doing a somersault. The girls could not hear what was happening in the hall, but the audience grabbed their heads, realizing what Karen had decided to do. Yes, it was one of her favorite moves, only this time the circumstances made her change it a little. Right now, the girl was intent on rolling over in mid-air and landing her knees right on Hyacinth's stomach! It was a diabolical move given the setting, but it was still a moonsault double knee drop!

If she managed to crush her rival, then Karen would surely fall right on the asphalt, which would make her cry out in pain. The asphalt was even tougher than the metal roof of the truck! However, she still realized that despite the madness she had just done, she had one last thing left to do! The Hawk Moth was about to get to her feet and then climb back onto that hood! She would be light right on the red-haired girl, pressing her breasts into the flower's! Now it was up to the referee because this match could only be finished with a pin! And since the striped shirt didn't want this madness to go on any longer, she almost immediately slammed for the first time!

- One! - sounded in the middle of an empty parking lot, while in the audience hall the crowd repeated the count in chorus.