Phe-Phe vs. Okami

With both arms released from your grip, Okami is about to throw another blow, but the sight of pain on your lovely features has him hesitating.
"D-Damn... why has she to be so damnedly beautiful...?", he mumbles to himself with clenched teeth,, choosing to just push with his hands in order to dislodge you from straddling him. Though, he's not considering that your legs are on each side of his body.

However, she noticed how you were trying to push her off with your hands. Seeing her chance, Phe quickly siezes one of your arms, throws her legs over your chest then quickly attempts to go into an Armbar.

If it worked, she'd pull back with strength. Her smile, however, now looked faint and weak, since the pain in her ribs still burned intensily.

"Y-you shouln't have held back, Okami!"

"Nghh... p-probably... looks like i'm stupid aftrer all..", he said with a blush of his face, getting caught into your armbar.
Though he kept flexing his muscles to fight back against the painful pressure, he could not help but acknowledge the smooth sensuous feel of your legs against his heaving chest.

You looked like you were truly fighting for your escape. Yet, something old her that you weren't trying your hardest. Besides, there are certain things that can't escape the female intuition. Phe lifts her head up and looks over you.

"Look, Okami, I know you like me and all, but try to ignore what's in your pants and really try to consider the possibility of me breaking your arm if you don't do something quick!"

Phe's words sounded heated. Was it from the pain still throbbing in her sides, or just sheer annoyance? Regardless, she would continue her punishment. With her teeth gritted together and a flash in her eyes, Phe would pull back even harder, showing no signs of letting up.

Okami's tendons were strained to a painful limit, and he knew he'd better take your words seriously.

"Nhhh...i've not gone through so much only to let you break my arm that easily.. Phe chan!!". With a feral grin and a burst of adrenaline Okami managed to roll so that he could get up on his knees and start to press towards you. So that, even if he still was trapped in your painful armbar, you were now in an unconfortable position with my weight pressing on you down to the mats.

Phe hadn't the slightest second to process what had happened. All she knew now, was that her legs were rolled up against her own body and pressed against her still aching ribs, igniting the painful burns in her sides to new heights.

"Ugh...uhhh..."

Phe swallowed deeply as the hot, damp seconds pass on. The closer your body seemed to be caving in on her from above, the further her knee crammed itself into her waist. For a second, she thought about applying a triangle choke, but the pain was too unbearable to think straight.

"Mmmmhh....*pant*....aaa-ahhhh....."

Okami was groaning from the painful exertion. This position was quite hard to keep for himself too, and he was aware that he was risking to get caught into a figure 4 choke, so he needed to do something to get free, and quickly.
"AAARGH...!!!", with a main effort, he would lift your body and slam you down, in the hope that would be enough to break your armlock. If successful, such maneuvre would cost him in any case, leaving his arm numb and barely usable.

Phe felt as light as a feather for just a mere moment before she was harshly brought back to the earth in a powerful slam.

"Aarck!"

Her last bit of her oxygen was released in a painful yelp. An intense light flashed before her eyes from the harsh impact. Then suddenly, it was hard for her to breathe.

"Uh......nnhh..."

She tried to open her mouth to form words while she lay motionless on the mat. The stadium lights dance and twirl lively above her, almost as if taunting at her lack of power to move. It was clear that Phe had underestimated your strength.

Okami would let out a feral growl as intense pain was transmitted to his arm, though to his own attack. Giving a last strike would be so easy now, he thought flexing his other arm for a finishing attack... then his vision blurred and he fell backwards. "N-Nhgh... looks like you worn me down for good Phe chan...", he admitted with a tired grin, laying back against the corner, panting heavily as he tried to recover his strenghts.

After noticing a long silence, Phe raises herself to her feet and leaned herself against the ropes. She needed a few minutes to pull herself together. Once her vision came back into focus and her breathing was normal, Phe stood up on her own feet and whiped her hair from her face.
She then noticed you sitting down, out of breath, and apparently too weak to continue on.

Poor thing....

"You sure aren't telling me that you're done, right?"

Phe crosses her arms and waits for a response. Though she was quite aware of what she had done to you, she still expected you to stand back up.
While Phe looked as if she had shaken off your previous attacks, no matter how casual she tried to look as she stood there, the pain in her side was still visible from the way that she staggered every now and then.

"...because if you are..."

She suddenly narrows her eyes.

"Then I'd be glad to beat some sense back into you!"