Styles Clash: Shinobu Echigo vs. Jinx

The kittenish qualities of Shin's scrappy adversary did not seem to end with her elaborate entrance and...oddly stylized hair-do, making Shinobu struggle to avert her eyes from the tufts looking suspiciously like cat ears. The fearful trepidation in Jinx's mannerisms to what was nothing more than a helping hand very much reminded Shin of a cornered alley-cat being approached by a towering humanoid figure for the first time in it's life. Or had perhaps trusted humans once upon a time only to end up betrayed, abandoned and left alone to scavenge for scraps merely to survive. One who was ready to savagely lash out and scratch back with clawed ferocity to what couldn't have been a more undeserving target. More sensible women with even the slightest whiff of self-preservation would have assuredly retracted their arm by now in fear of the wise old idiom about what happens when you back someone into a corner...

...and yet Shinobu stood her noble-minded ground, as a testament to her stalwart righteousness and...baffling, naivety. Shin seeing not only the aforementioned warning signs, but also the conflict stirring about like a tempestuous storm rattling around within Jinx. Which she admittedly found somewhat endearing. From Jinx's sourpuss expression at getting put through the wringer by the Wrestle Angel do-gooder, to how she glowered upon Shin's extended hand as if it was going to bite her. The mere notion only making her giggle to herself and shine her smile brighter to hopefully lower the guard of her opponent if only just for a minute to show that fair-play and honor amongst competitors was not as outdated a concept as their more cynically minded roster adversaries would adhere to. A point Shin believed to be proven once Jinx had apprehensively took her hand with childlike apprehension.

"There you go~...Never underestimate the powers of courteous manners and civil discourse, I always say." Shin proudly stated while beaming from being reciprocated on her honorable olive branch extension, a small swell of applause even being generated from a decent subsection of audience members being uplifted by the wholesome camaraderie on display. Now Shin just needed to tug Jinx back to her feet and-*strain*-...She just needed to tug-*strain*...To tug-*strain*...Shin's failed tugging came with a perplexed furrowing of her brow. Just than noticing the venomous spite in Jinx's face before being tugged herself off of her feet with a yelp and between the widened and welcoming legs that immediately snapped down upon her head like a sprung trap half a second after slumping down between Jinx's haunches. Fewer people opting to cheer now and instead shared the exact opposite sentiment towards the feline foe.

Panicked resistance being the understandable first reaction towards being bamboozled like this, Shin shuffling her knees beneath her and even fully extending her legs with the tips of her toes balanced atop the canvas. Unintentionally jutting her spandexed rump into the air to be oogled upon before giving up on that venture to a meekly slumping thud back down to her knees. She scrunched her mushed face between Jinx's tanned thighs but keeping it together otherwise...until the twisting wrench of her arm had Shin squawk from the needled pangs spiking off in her tortured limb. Shin twisting to the side along with her arm until she ended up laying on her side, clawing and squeezing at Jinx's thigh with her free arm while briefly bicycling her legs about...but very obviously paralyzed otherwise from the excruciating triangle choke. Jinx in a clear position of dominance and control over the Wrestle Angel, who was currently panting laboriously and offering her feline foe a squinting eye directed up at her...

The Angel's strained look were met by their by Jinx's own radiant ambers which almost seemed to glow with visible excitement now that the tables had been turned. Unlike the stalwart paragon of justice, the feline femme fatale had very little intention on allowing for a hard earned escape to teach a lesson. No, she much prefered to grind the other wrestler down for as long as she could manage, counts be damned. With a giggle she hooked her ankles allowed for her legs to crush inward, shifting herself to mash the Wrestle Angel's features against her thighs like an invasive Aunt who liked to squeeze cheeks.

What she did with Shinobu's captured arm though was far less playful as she worked her wrist. Gripped at the palm she wound it in a circle until it would twist no more, holding the captured limb tightly as she hooked an arm up and over it to nestle it under her armpit where she could keep it locked on and crank the hold by leaning one shoulder away. That freed up a hand, one that she slipped between her legs to comb her fingers through her opponent's hair, messing with those perfectly placed strands to leave them disheveled.

"I like you more like this. Quiet, compliant, at my mercy…" Jinx clicked her tongue softly, giving a constricting pulse of strength with her powerful legs with each descriptive adjective. With two fingers she walked her hand from Shinobu's scalp to her nose, giving it a small "boop". Slipping it free from the Angel's face she moved it to the hand clasping at her thighs to pry it off, trying to intertwine their fingers and hold it in her own hand to keep her from having the option to reach or strike. She preferred they enjoy the moment hand in hand.

Shinobu, mayhaps, should have predicted this act of duplicitous deception. Cats are certainly renowned for their mischievous chicanery, and it had become a running gag of sorts back in Wrestle Angels at how often Shin's optimistic assumptions scarcely ever pan out as she envisioned. Although as rotten and disappointed in herself she'd feel afterwards, her noble spirit would survive and thrive to carry on the good fight the next day. What she hoped would be a teachable moment for Jinx in terms of showing respect towards one's opponent had instead become another such betrayal of trust...and an exceptionally stifling one at that.

Wafting wisps of hotly breathed exhalations caressed her feline foe's ebony thighs, their flexed tautness smooshing her cheeks until the Justice-minded Angel looked more like a gape-mouthed fish out of water. Shinobu's struggling, fervent resistance deteriorating into nothing more than lethargic squirming in record time considering the headscissors had only just been latched on to her less than a minute ago. The coy feline had so much masterful strength being applied in this maneuver. Shin almost couldn't believe it. But what she could believe was that Jinx would most definitely use this opportunity to play her mirthful mind-games like a...well, cat with a ball of string, Shin postulated.

"..." Shin saved her breath rather than engage in a war of words with Jinx. The frazzled paragon mewling pitiably under her breath and scrunched her face as she had her hair tussled about playfully, that along with the booping of her nose making her seem like more of a cat toy for Jinx's personal amusement. Whatever hope she had of prying her way free ended with Jinx intertwining their fingers together, Shin holding her hand in an odd symbol of togetherness between the pair. Shifting her legs about accomplished next to nothing aside from having her rump wiggle somewhat once they'd slumped back down. Shin peeking up at her with glassy, half-lidded eyes. Feeling and looking helpless. Matters...were definitely...degenerating...

It had been slightly disappointing her heroic little counterpart didn't have any more foolish little phrases to throw her way about love or justice. Primed and ready as she was, but they never came. It was fine though, the feline fighter had her own ways to entertain herself. It came in the way of mock struggle, tugging and pushing as Shinobu's hands entwined with her own fingers making it seem as though the Wrestle Angel was putting up far more of a fight than she actually was. She was careful though, should the other girl get any ideas to compress those cheeks harder between her thighs.

So long as her little mouse was compliant though, she was sure not to squeeze too tight. While she had every intention of winning tonight, choking Shinobu out here and now wouldn't really feel satisfying. No, she wanted to work her over a bit now so she could have her fun with a weakened foe like a cat stalking a bird with a broken wing. To that end she sought to grind away at the Angel to test her resolve, figuratively as well as literally. With a playful roll of her hips she pressed her tight cut shorts into Shinobu's features, biting her expression up against her body to grind along her face. Just a few teasing bumps to go with her own girlish giggle at her own control.

"Mrrrh. Wonder what stipulation I'll pick next for us after I beat you… handcuffs might be fun, maybe a strip match? Give the people a real show." There was a solid temptation to remain like this. Perhaps roll the other girl another another submission to start a new… but the real entertainment was set to begin once she had pulled the kendo stick down from it's perch. Jinx drew Shinobu's arms towards her, stretching them to their natural limit. A slow and steady twist of their wrists until it made bending at the elbows nearly impossible. With one last disorienting thrust of her crotch into Shinobu's face, this one sizably less gentle, her legs parted. Pushing at the stiffly locked arms she still had captured, the feline fighter used them to shove the other girl away a bit, enough to tuck her own legs back in between them. With a snappy explosion of force she let her legs shoot out and let go of Shinobu's hands, trying to send the other girl tumbling head over heels across the ring with a hard kangaroo kick to her chest.

If she had managed to part the two of them, Jinx would lean herself onto her back, cartwheeling her legs in a circle to build up enough momentum to spin herself up onto her knees, rising with a springing hop to stand triumphantly. With a ranger grin she would make a show of backing away towards the corner where their mutually shared weapon remained. Popping herself up onto the middle ropes where she would stand, leaning against the pole. She had learned not to turn her eyes from her opponent already after the first go at the kendo stick.

In truth, she didn't even want it just yet… but she needed Shinobu to be fearful she would get it. So she very slowly began to climb up the turnbuckles backwards, waiting for the Angel to rise up to come and stop her before it was too late! Once Shinobu was close, her ascent for the kendo stick would be surrendered for her true intentions. Hurling herself off the corner post, legs pulled in and knees pointed forward, trying to catch the other girl on her shoulders and color with a huge meteora to ride her back into the canvas, right where she belonged. Back under Jinx!

Those who sought true justice always walked the path of the downtrodden...Injustice anywhere is a threat to Justice everywhere...Shinobu being a veritable encyclopedia britannica of lawful phrases and sage wisdom should come as a surprise to absolutely no-one whose spent a passing conversation with her. It was getting her to mercifully cease doling out her pearls of wisdom that was the rarity. Nothing short of her being robbed of the ability to speak causing her to do so. A fact that Jynx happened to stumble upon with her taut application of a submission that Shin came to realize was most definitely her specialty. Shin having the wrestling experience not to go flying off the handle and immediately stop wasting her energy in non-concentrated efforts to free herself, but her options were so very limited having zero usage of her arms and being distracted from Jynx's playfully kittenish teasing. Whether her struggling was organized or not, the end result was seemingly going to be the same unless the Angel started thinking outside of the box...

...so, why wasn't she? The match was still in it's infancy, and Shin still had reserves of resistant energy as yet untapped. Positioning her feet against the canvas like a football linemen and laying Jynx's shoulders against the canvas in a pin attempt was one idea, or the more inelegant idea of a powerbomb. Both suggestions being incredibly taxing and would leave her thoroughly spent, but they would thoroughly get the job done. And yet her thoughts became encompassed by the warm bare flesh locked down on her head, breathing softly and taking in the half-lidded sight of a coquettish smile from above before one hip thrust had her seeing nothing but low-trimmed shorts. Any sounds of fussy outcrys were halted and muffled into Jynx's crotch, who was now taking thoroughly too much liberty with her position of power!!! Shinobu scrunched her face now being bucked against as she rapidly tapped her toes against the canvas, until after one emphatic thrust that mushed her features into Jynx's muff to the audiences titillated approval...Jynx relented.

*...oh...oh thank goodness...* Shin breathed a sigh of relief now that she was capable of breathing freely at all, still a frazzled and blushing mess...but a freed one. Although it was a reprieve short-lived upon noticing their hands were still interlocked and mimicking Jynx's, the acknowledgment of which had her peek upward and notice two bare feet before they'd be jammed into her breasts to send her tumbling backward and into a splayed out slump. A disrespectful sendoff to a decent degree of humiliation that Shin endured at the kitten's mirthful control, but still not enough to dampen the Vigilant Angel's spirit. She'd notice Jynx's climbing advances and willed herself back to her feet to begin steadily approaching that corner, like a downtrodden hero overcoming the odds. "...T...Tis but a scratch...I...will not be so summarily undone by such a-WHOAHEYWAITWAITWAI-!!!!" Shin frantically flailed her arms around once Jynx took flight and landed with a booming thud atop the policewoman's shoulders, slamming her back down to the canvas with her legs stiffly erected upward before they'd crumble into a miserable slump along with the rest of her being straddled by the kneeling minx.

Her rise to the kendo stick was painfully sluggish as Shinobu recovered, practically having to move in slow motion to keep from graspIng for the weapon. A questionable choice to be sure, but one that she was willing to make for the pursuit of her own personal entertainment. There had been a brief moment in the beginning of the match where the Wrestle Angel had presented a threat, but the feline fighter was chalking that up to luck. She had been careless and accidently let the goodie two shoes girl get the better of her. No any more though. She was back in control and was going to make sure by the time she finally did get that kendo stick, she could have her way with Shinobu for the next round.

Her amber eyes lit with excitement as the heroine took the bait and scrambled towards her, completely to smacked when she launched from the turnbuckles. Her only regret was not being able to take a picture of the look on her face just before she slammed her knees down into her shoulders and rode her back down to them mat. The two landed with a heavy crash which nearly saw Jinx bounced right off her opponent. She planted her palms on the canvas at the last minute to keep herself firmly rooted on top on Shinobu, exactly where she wanted to be. With a small shove, she short hopped herself back on top of the other woman's chest. Legs spread wide, her thighs squeezed in around Shinobu's biceps to lock her arms in tightly and allow for a safer perch atop her fallen for as she took the time to gloat again.

"Mmm~ Careful now… keep this up and people are going to start thinking you just like being underneath me." Hugging with a tone of faked innocence as she rolled her hips to grind herself up along her rivals perky breasts. She suddenly feigned a look of shock with a silent "Oh" with her lips. Coiling up, she bent herself forward to huddle close to Shinobu's face, forehead to forehead as she stared into the other girl's eyes. The feline fighter purred softly, biting her lip. "Unless you do like it… hmm?" She lowered her face to Shinobu, lips so close she could feel the heavy breathing of her fallen foe on them.

"When was the last time someone touched you the way you really wanted. The way you don't want to admit? What if I just…" in a complete shift of tone, Jinx had begun to sing a siren's song. Shinobu was sooo virtuous and just, so what if she could take that away from her too? It sounded like fun on both fronts. She decided to dip her toes and test the girl's reaches of her purity as she reached an arm back, slowly walking her fingers along her abdomen in a winding path further south letting the suggestiveness of her intentions be filled in without words. Another trap set as her pursed lips hung so close and ready to accept the crumbling resolve of the other woman in this small little game she had constructed where Jinx was the winner regardless of which thing happened first.

Shinobu would have liked to think that her honed detective skills may have perhaps caught on to Jinx's coy subterfuge earlier on, given how she was purposefully and inexplicably taking such lethargic steps towards claiming the coveted kendo stick. But the policewoman was operating under hampered sensibilities what with having spent so much time being tucked between hugging thighs and having her facial features smooshed against the cat-girls crotch. Both contributing to her disoriented and hazy-eyed wooziness from the stifled blood flow to her cranium, and the disconcerting fuzzies felt from becoming the sly minx's plaything to take salacious advantage of. Shin was simply in no position to be making sound judgments after such an experience. Hence why she was woefully unprepared to anticipate Jinx's deceitful trickery and had her heroically virtuous moment comically upended by a top rope cat pounce.

One that winded her considerably with a huffing puff of air and had her right back where she was just starting to feel grateful to be freed from. By now it becoming obvious that Jinx was toying with her W.A. cat-toy and having her own bit of kittenish fun in this matchup after having opted to forego obtaining the weapon of choice in this match-up for more time spent amusing herself at the flattened policewoman's expense. Who was just beginning to start squirming about to the disconcerting feeling of her arms pinned to the side and her opening eyes catching sight of Jinx's coquettish smirk until she was taken aback with a blushing crimson gasp by her startling commentary. The evocative humping motion on her straddled breasts making the insinuations crystal clear before they were quite literally shoved in her face. Shin gulping down nothing in particular after being confronted with so brazen a question and the dulcet tone of voice carrying the words practically spoken into her mouth.

"I...I...I...Aye yai yai..." Shin's whispered retort being less than articulate but saying everything that needed to be said in regards to how little time's been spent in her life seeking the gentle warmth of a lover's embrace when so much of her time was centered on her career and being the paragon of Justice she prides herself on. A retort that had her lips flick against the cat-girl's own to offer a brief taste of their softness, and one that came with her being lost in Jinx's amber iris' as if somehow mesmerized by their glow. The valiant W.A. beginning to lose herself further into the cat-girls flirtatious trappings...until Jinx's trailing fingers hit home and made contact, immediately compelling the policewoman to go stark wide-eyed and reflexively thrust her hips up and dismount her adversary over Shin's head. The flustered W.A. hiking herself up to a seated position as if waking up from a vivid dream, and started making frantic, crawling and scampering motions towards the Kendo stick!!!...

The crowd faded away, leaving both women alone in the middle of the ring with the soft resonating rumple of the feline fighters purring. Shinobu had been a statue of stoicism earlier, but now she could see that tempered steel leering melting away. Softness in her eyes and rising color in her cheeks were a sign of weakness… like a deer in headlights she was frozen under her amber gaze. It would make the match easier if she broke here and gave in… truthfully Jinx wished she would.

"What's wrong, hero? Cat got your tongue?" Despite all the bitterness she had felt earlier towards the self righteous Angel, she was starting to come around to just how adorable she could be. It left her wanting, hoping, Shinobu would take the bait and kiss her. It would make her victory so much sweeter. Her fingers danced along the tight little leotard, nails delicately teaching her naval. Facing no real resistance she flashed a ranger grin, rolling her digits slowly down between her legs to claim her prize.

"That's a good gi-eeeeuhfff!" Her sultry syllables were abruptly ending as Jinx was bucked forward with a high pitched screech, arms and legs flailing comedicly. She ate a mouthful of canvas, her perky backside hoisted high in the air while Shinobu slipped out from under her. Her body drooped back down onto the mat. She breathed out a frustrated huff that she hadn't just gotten what she wanted in the moment. She was dwelling solely on this fact as she pushed herself up onto her hands and knees and glanced over her shoulders towards Shinobu.

Jinx faced a moment of confusion at her opponent fleeing from her. Head cocking to the side, making her faux cat ear styled hair bob. Her lips curved into a smirk, a single snaggletoothed fang poking out as she rounded on all fours to playfully give chase.

"Where are you going?~" with a gleeful giggle she passed after Shinobu, in no real rush as she stalked her prey. It wasn't until the other girl managed to get to the corner and drag herself up that the feline fighter even realized just where they were. Wide eyes, she let out a high pitched cry of surprise, franticly crawling after.

"W-wait! We were fighting don't run!" There was real panic in her voice as she fumbled to reach Shinobu. While her opponent wasn't exactly fresh, Jinx hadn't done a particularly great job of actually breaking her down. If she grabbed the kendo stick now, the feline fighter was facing an actual threat. How was this fair?! In a move of desperation, she sprang towards Shinobu from behind, trying to grab hold of the tails of her coat, digging in to keep her from rising any higher. Planting her knees, she attempted to stabilize herself enough to give the article of clothing a hard yank, trying to pull Shinobu off the corner. "No you don't!"

The aforementioned analogy could not have spoken any truer to Shinobu's flummoxed state of mind upon her upper-half catapulting to a seated position. Everything that came before being reminisced as a spellbinding hallucination perpetrated by her ebon-haired captor mesmerizing Shin with her bewitching ways and appropriately titled cat-calls. The golden radiance in her eyes and wafting breaths carrying words of playful seduction all put the policewoman in a trance-like haze as if Jinx were a creature of medieval folklore infamous for luring noble warriors into the deepest pits of passionate imprisonment. A deeply repressed affinity for mischievous, rule-shirking delinquents coming to light at the most inopportune of times as Shin struggled to deny just how worked up she was getting having her valiant armor melted down. From being in such close proximity to a beguiling mischief-maker seemingly about to seduce her into leaving her virtues behind in one kiss...

...until her sweetest of spots was felt upon, and blaring warning sounds started screeching in her head with red warning signs being waved by chibi-sized versions of Shinobu attempting desperately to wake her up already. As if ice-cold water had been doused upon her and shocking her into action with a flying brick shattering the dream-like fantasy she'd been sharing with the cat-girl. Immediately compelling her back into the real-world and breathing deeply as she sat-up knowing how close she came to losing one very significant battle in this prolonged warfare the two were campaigning in. Shin not knowing what to do with herself at first considering she was contending with a lot of emotions all going on at once here, from confusion to pure enamored arousal that still had her face colored a crimson shade. Luckily she caught glimpse of the Kendo Stick and what could be her method of and returning this match back to a contest of grappling skills and not...whatever Jinx was just doing to her.

Shin scrambled and crawled towards the ring post before beginning to climb it's turnbuckles when the tugging of her marble white coat impeded her progress significantly. "HGGGH...Coooome on...Ohhh...Why do I even wear this thing?!" Shinobu strained out a very good question as she grimaced with an outreached hand, easily the closest anyone has come to attaining the means of victory this night as her fingertips lightly grazed the wooden handle into shifting motions towards her. Shin's tongue sticking out the side of her mouth from how cloooose she was...curling her middle and index finger over the handle...when her wrestling boots slipped off the turnbuckle for a plummeting collapse backward. The police-woman flailing comically with a high pitched yelp as her white jacket proved her undoing in her heart breaking descent right into the cat-girl behind her getting an unintentional bapping faceful of Shin's pert rump on the way down...

"Because you're a nerd!" Jinx growled through gritted teeth, having no real capacity to come up with anything wittier than a grade schooler when faced with sweat inducing panic. The straining Shinobu was fighting her in a game of tug-o-war and it was seemingly a losing battle for the frantic feline fighter. Leaning to the side, Jinx kicked her legs out from under her, extending her legs out to dig her heels into the canvas to grind her adversary to a stop just shy of her goal. By now the mischievous miscreant had risen to almost stand, awkwardly bent back in a low pitched lean only supported by her hold of her foes choice of uniformed undoing.

"We...! Aren't...! Done...! Here!" A strong jostle accompanied each word, a desperate attempt to bring Shinobu down from her perch atop the turnbuckles. Jinx was a confident woman in the ring, most of the time, but being on the opposite end of that kendo stick wasn't something she was hoping to experience. It would give whoever got it a needed edge of both range and power… practically hand them the match, quite possibly whichever one came next as well if the beating was significant enough. She had to keep the other girl from getting it first at all costs. Thankfully she got her wish, to a degree with her last big pull.

Jinx flopped onto the canvas on her back as something gave way, ripping Shinobu from the corner. Her la if turned to flee, cackling in triumph as she saw the other woman toppling down. Her celebrating was short lived though, as happiness turned to helplessly as her shoulders sagged and eyes sided and the falling tree of a wrestler coming right down towards her.

"Wait!" The final plea made seemingly to gravity went unanswered as the while clad Wrestle Angel collapsed back on top of Jinx, finding a less than cushioned perch for her perky patootie right on the feline fighter's face. Flattened out beneath Shinobu, the dark haired girl lay sprawled out and motionless in a daze from the collision and the inky blackness ground within the confines of what lay beneath her foes jacket. Perhaps karma at work here for her earlier treatment, leaving cheeks darkened with embarrassment under the trials of this sudden turnabout.

With a furious flailing, muffled screams of frustrations vibrated the chivalrous cheeks of Shinobu's backside. The slack me do jacket being flapped about wildly as Jinx tried to find something to grab onto to pull at the other girl that didn't just give way loosely with her tugs. Finding no real progress there, she bucked her hips wildly, throwing her legs up a few times to try to clamp them down on something, anything, but only finding open air just shy of the mark. After about the fourth time, she was able to get them up far enough to slip them back Shinobu, trying to hook her heels under the other woman's arms and extend her legs out again to drag the Wrestle Angel face first into the mat and free Jinx from her perky prison.