Don't Anger The Bear: Kyo Akamatsu vs Shin Utaka

Slowly, Kyo rolled over onto his front, and managed to get his knees under him. He had taken worse slams than a mere hip toss, but his back was still sore after having endured Shin's backbreaker, and at this point in the match, after having weathered so many of Shin's holds, his body was responding slowly and sluggishly. All the same, he managed to push himself up to his knees, trying to get up in time to face Shin--

Shin was already in front of him. Kyo gasped as Shin's arms closed around his midsection, and the next thing he knew, he was lifted off the mat, his amazonian opponent crushing his waist in a powerful bear hug.

Oh wait, bear hug. Her nickname was the Bear of Japan. Ha ha ha. Kyo might have appreciated the appropriateness of the move a lot more if he didn't feel like his ribs were being crushed.

"AAAAGGGGHKK--!" Kyo's head arched back as raw pain shot through his waist. His breathing stifled down to a ragged gasp as it felt like Shin's iron grip was flattening him inch by inch. Instinctively, he found himself grabbing at those powerful arms of hers, though he knew that would accomplish nothing. Instead, he balled his fists and attacked her directly, throwing a punch into the side of her head, another into the side of her midsection. Nothing worked: the Bear's grip refused to slacken.

Kyo's spine was on fire now as Shin's grip tightened further, sweat now running freely down his body. A part of his brain feverishly wanted to tap at this point, to end this torment. Another part of his brain, though, had an insane thought, possibly driven by pain and desperation. He had been working over Shin's midsection all throughout this match. To escape, he might need to attack it further.

Bringing his head now level with Shin's...relatively level, given her height advantage...Kyo met her fierce gaze with a pained yet defiant expression, and suddenly wrapped his arms around Shin's own waist, his arms crossing over hers, before locking his hands behind her back in a bear hug of his own. The act compressed the two of them more tightly together, Kyo's chest pushing up against Shin's breasts and the abs of his midsection grinding against hers, his cheek sliding up against hers as the two of them locked tightly in a painful embrace.

It was a risky move, one that made it even harder for Kyo to breathe as the two squeezed tightly into one another, but he knew it just might work....

Shin’s teeth clenched, her muscles bulged, she put everything she had left in this bearhug and the results were clear as day. She could feel Kyo’s spine popping as the man screamed out in agony. The bearhug (no the irony was not lost on her) was locked in and Shin hoped that her opponents will or body would finally give out soon.

The blows against her head only made the bear squeeze tighter through the pain. Kyo was running out of ideas, she could feel it. She just needed to hold out a little while longer and it would all be finished. That was her thought, and then she felt Kyo’s arms wrap around her as well.

“AGHHHHHHH!!” She screamed as Kyo responded I kind with his own bearhug! Her back and core screaming with agony as he began to crush her as well. A growl mixed with her pants as she pressed her forehead against Kyo’s. Both of them staring into the others eyes and showing no thoughts of giving in, if things weren’t so desperate, Shin might’ve blushed at how her body was rubbing up against Kyo’s.

Instead she focused on the squeeze and only the squeeze. Even as the sweat made their head slide and end with their cheeks pressing against one another. Even as her legs felt as if they were turning to jelly and her world began to go blurry. Breathing was starting to become harder and Shin felt herself starting to space out.

But still. She kept squeezing.

The audience was watching with tense excitement now as the two wrestlers were locked in a mutual bear hug, muscled arms crisscrossing over each other as they squeezed into one another with all their might. After a match where the two had been relentlessly trading holds and bending and stretching the hell out each other, this was a showdown, a contest of endurance that would go until one of them finally tapped out or passed out. Of course, others in the audience, though, couldn't help but note how hot this scene was: two fit, attractive wrestlers, glistening with sweat after a long, hard fought bout, locked in a sensual-looking embrace.

The latter opinion wasn't lost on Kyo, either: even as he and Shin squeezed relentlessly into one another, he became all too conscious of every detail of her body as it was compressed against his-- of her round breasts mashing up against his own chest, of her abs grinding against his, of the muscles that rippled under her arms and back, of her warm breath against his neck, of her dark hair tickling against his cheek. Everything about this close contact was intoxicating and overwhelming, and despite the pain, he found himself suppressing the sudden instinct to nibble Shin's ear or kiss her neck. His breathing, already laboured from the iron grip around his midsection, became more so, and he found himself actively trying to hide his arousal. Try as he might, Shin would no doubt feel Kyo's erection as their bodies pressed close.

Under any other circumstance, Kyo would be mortified, but right now the pain was threatening to overwhelm him. His eyes screwed shut as his spine felt like it was going to break in two. A cry of surrender was on the edge of his lips: he bit it back, refusing to yield, though he was now slowly but surely sinking to his knees as his vision started to blacken...

It was in this desperate moment of crushing her opponent and being crushed in return, that Shin finally noticed all the sensations she was feeling. Kyo’s hot pants brushed against her neck and sent tingles down her spine. The scent of his skin and the feeling of his cheek against her own made her want to melt against him.

Her nipples began to press and poke through her suit, rubbing against Kyo’s pecs and sending shocks straight to her brain. If she had air to give, no doubt a guttural moan would have escaped her lips. The bear was also learning that she wasn’t alone, she could feel the bulge of her opponent growing harder and firmer as he grinded against her.

All of these feelings, these sensations were usually enough to make the bear pause. But right now all she could focus on was the squeeze. Even both her and Kyo’s legs gave out and they fell to their knees, the hug continued. Even as Shin’s eyes rolled up and she gave a final gasp before limply leaning forward, only then would the grip of her arms cease.

But would Kyo be able to endure that long?

Kyo's breath was growing weaker and raspier now as he sank to his knees, Shin sinking down with him. Between her iron-hard grip around his back, the fierce pain igniting in his spine, and the overwhelming physical sensation of Shin's warm skin against his, Kyo was being overloaded with multiple senses at once, and was feeling increasingly dizzy. He continued to squeeze with all of his remaining strength, though that was slowly but surely vanishing. Little by little, his vision finally blacked out, and he slumped forward, his arms falling limply to the mat.

For a moment, the audience watched in confusion as the two wrestlers lay slumped against one another, their sweat intermingling. Moving quickly, the referee rushed in and tapped at Kyo's shoulder. Gravity kicked in at that moment,, and he slumped over onto his back and lay unmoving, breathing shallowly.

The refree was quick to start the countdown. "ONE....TWO.....THREE..." Behind the ref, medical orderlies were getting ready with stretches, as both wrestlers had to be in pretty bad shape if they had both passed out from the mutual bearhug. The audience watched with rapt attention: if the count reached ten, then one or even both of the wrestlers could be eliminated by knockout...

They both tried as hard as they could to outlast the other, so much so that they didn’t realize that they were on the edge of the abyss just as much as their opponent was. Shin squeezed as hard as she could, but ultimately her body couldn’t take the abuse any longer and her mind faded.

At the same time however, her opponent had done the same. And the bear would be breathing freely once more, though she sadly wouldn’t be awake to appreciate it. The two submissionists leaned against one another for the longest of moments until Kyo would suddenly fall back.

Shin, already leaning forward would fall after him and fall onto her face right next to her opponent. There was barely a twitch that came from her as the referee looked on with a shocked expression. Quickly though, she would shake her head and begin to count the two out. Her count would do little to stir the bear, even as the ref reached close to the end.

7!....8!....9!....

"...10!"

The bell rang, and the crowd gave a collective howl of disbelief. Somehow, after a long, hard-fought and gruelling match, the two wrestlers had just battled to a double knockout! As the referee leant over both fighters, paramedics quickly came rushing in to check up on them-- the fact that they had both just squeezed each other into unconsciousness meant that they could have seriously hurt one another, after all.

Kyo groaned as one of the paramedics rubbed smelling salt under his nose. He bliinked up rheumily at the lights, breathing softly-- his chest and back ached intensely after that powerful squeeze from Shin. That was all he remembered before he had blacked out: he and Shin squeezing relentlessly into each other, and then--

He caught sight then of Shin lying face-down next to him, her head obscured by her dark hair, and realized what had just happened. "What...how..." he groaned, still barely conscious. He was conscious enough, though to realize that he and this amazon had just fought each other to a gruelling tie...

The world returned slowly for Shin, her mind sluggish and slow as her eyes began to open. She first thing she noticed was just how sore she felt, like she had been stretched in every which way by a taffy maker. “Nnghh. Mmm” she groaned as she brushed the hair out of her eyes and would try to push her way up to her knees.

It was when she noticed that she was still in the ring and was surrounded by paramedics that it all came back to her. She was just in a submission match against Kyo, one that didn’t have any winner. Because the two competitors knocked each other out, and from the way the paramedics were walking around, Kyo wasn’t able to get back up either.

Lightly pushing the medic away, shin would climb back to her feet. Her arm wrapped around her sore waist as she stared at her now former opponent for a second. There were a lot of things she wanted to say, others she didn’t want to see the light of day. But righ now, she was just too damn tired.

“Good match.” she muttered as she walked past him and slowly exited the ring. Cheers followed her and stayed in the ring, the match had no clear winner. But to the fans it was damn entertaining.