Phe-Phe vs. Okami

"Wha..? According with your rules, you're going to win in any case!" Umf... you're lucky that i'm not able to say no to you..", he says with a funnily grumbling act, but probably both you and him know that he was going to accept. "So... ok we have a deal! Oh and please don't talk about kicking me out of your room, we still have to see if you can drag me there!"
With that said the silver haired boy stands up and assumes his stance, grinning invitingly.

You probably found Phe out for her devious little trick, but it never mattered to her, ayway. Just as long as there was a chance you'd buy her Pradas!

"Very good! Now, have at you, Okami!"

With one forearm raised over her face and the next tucked in across her chest, Phe would close distance and throw a jab at your chest, only to test your reaction.

Okami's reactions are vastly above average when it comes to a normal hand to hand combat and especially strikes, due to his unlegal fights background.

With a swift move he would block your fist in the palm of his hand, then keeping the grasp around your hand.
"Woah... you're strong Phe-chan", he would admit with a smile, tugging at your arm in reaction of your first move, aiming to irish whip you towards the ropes.

Her fist ended up being swallowed into your much strong grip. The sound of bone colliding with flesh erupted from the collision, and a smile came over her face.

"Save the compliments, Okami. It's only the beginning!"

After Phe would allow you to irish whip into the ropes, she would bound back towards you in a form of shoulder tackle in attempt to intercept whatever you probably was going to try next. Although, Phe is a woman who's upper body strength was below average compared to a typically strong male. This may backfire against her.

If she succeeded, she would quickly attempt to straddle herself ontop of you.

Okami was willing to intercept you with a quick belly to belly suplex, but your shoulder tackle wasted his plans.
"UNGFFHH...!" With his guard open, your shoulder would hit right into his chest, pushing him a couple of steps backwards.
The boy would manage to stay on his feet, but he is temporarily short breathed from the strike to his sternum, which will allow you a free chance to attack.

Just as she thought; getting you into the ground wasn't possible from an manuever like that. You were more hunk-of-man than she hoped for.

"What are you? Made of bricks or what?"

Phe would then attempt to lock your hands up with hers and continue to push herself onto you, driving you backwards until you were sandwhiched between herself and the turnbuckle. If it worked, that is.

Though he had managed to keep on his feet, Okami had been temporarily worn down by the unexpected strike, so you'd have a relatively easy chance to overpower the boy, sandwitching him against the corner.
Trying to react, he would flex his muscles, willing to push himself out of the embarassing and vulnerable position. Though. you probably had different plans for your handsome foe.

Phe exhales a breath of triumph once she pinned you in the corner. Her damp hair may still be a mess from the whole ordeal, but her smile was still as perfect as ever.

"Feels kind of familiar...being so close together like this, I mean..."

Pinning your wrists up against the ropes with her hands, Phe would spring a knee up into your side to soften up your agressive protests.

Your seductive closeness is quite an effective distraction to Okami, who doesn't see your knee lift coming. The impact causes him to groan and lean forward, getting even closer into your awaiting clutches.

"I really hope that didn't hurt....did it?"

The slight chuckle in her voice made her concerns sound anything less than sincere.
Using the time that you were hunched over, Phe brings her soft hands up to delicately cup your chin, meanwhile rearing her fist back, readying for another blow squarely to your jaw...