Javelin vs Yona

Javelin’s pleading to stop echoed the arena, and not sure if it’s the pity, but her opponent would eventually remove her foot from the girl’s head. Upon hearing the enraged actions from Yona, who kicked the turnbuckle and yelled at the crowd, Javelin realized the brownie was far from giving her pity. But nonetheless Javelin could catch a breath. Her foe wasn’t going to let it end like that tho, as Javelin would then hear Yona started once again insulting her, spilling all the words at her. “Don’t you dare insult me… like that!!” With a burst of a strength, Javelin suddenly couldn’t feel the pain, instead, a proportion of anger could hear her despite adorable voice, she would get up by her back and ball up her hand into a fist, then channeling all her strength inside her, Javelin would send a uppercut that, even in her shock, punched right between Yona’s legs! "Ah... er? No... I didn't mean to..."

"What's with everyone targeting my crotch lately?" Yona murmured tiredly, seeming genuinely curious. She barely even acknowledged the girl herself, seemingly unaffected by the attack. She casually shoved the girl back onto the canvas, not even applying much pressure. She looked more curious about the question she had just asked, but in all reality, she was actually just playing with her prey. She wanted to give her a false sense of security, that maybe her brunette opponent had tired themselves out. She knew the girl wasn't really worth all the effort, so she decided that she wanted to put Javelin to good use. She seductively rubbed her ass against her opponent's tummy, a soft smile on her face. Yona hadn't eaten in months, which might've explained a lot of her inconsistent behavior, but she didn't seem to think much about it. She didn't want to. She began to peck Javelin's lips, giving the innocent girl what was most likely her first kiss. She rubbed the back of her hand against her cheek, starting to go full-on with a make-out session. She wrapped her arms around her opponent, unable to control an urge she didn't know she had. It was a bit unbecoming of the heel, who had never shown romantic interest in anyone besides her girlfriend, but damn did Javelin look rather pretty when she was being the little submissive bitch that she was. She nibbled on her ear gently, rubbing her fingers against the girl's crotch; the referee was not even attempting to stop it. In fact, it seemed that the audience found it to be a rather pleasant surprise from both girls. Though it did somewhat feel strange for everyone in the room. She better have hoped that it didn't have any impact on her plan, or else she'd be a goner. Then again, Raven might just kill her once she finds out what Yona has done. In hindsight, maybe all those hits to the crotch have severely gone to her head.

Javelin was generally shocked when she found out that her strength was weaker even than herself thought, as she looked in surprise when Yona was completely unaffected by her punch, despite she was using all her strength and targeting the weakest point of a person's body. Javelin only had enough time to make an expression before she was being pushed back at the mat, followed by Yona sat right onto her belly, and started rubbing her butt against her soft belly. "Wha... what are you doing... mmm!?" Next moment in Javelin's surprise, as the woman bended down and connected her lips with hers, giving her a unwilling kiss. Not only that, Javelin felt Yona's hand landed on her leg, and moved all the way underneath her short skirt... "MMMMMM!" Javelin let out a muffed scream as her mouth was complete covered by her opponent's when Yona started gently rubbing her crotch. As newbie just entered the competition, Javelin didn't know what to do against this situation. What is this woman doing? Is this even legal? All the thoughts flew through Javelin's mind, while she kicked her legs while squeezing Yona's fingers with her thighs out of instinct, and trying to push Yona away by the chest. She wanted to escape this embarrassing situation, this was not what she expected in a wrestling match...

This wasn't exactly the first time she was in this type of situation, but this time, she wouldn't stop. She didn't think she could, feeling like she had hit a new type of power. She still hadn't fully explored her sexuality outside of her time with Raven, and with that, she tended to be the submissive one, so it was a change of pace to be on top. She felt her arm crushed a bit by the girl's thighs, and in a way, it only made her feel even better. Her cheeks were as red as her rose-colored eyes. Javelin even tried to shove her, but even so, she fondled her breasts a bit, unconcerned with the match. She had to admit, though, that her aggressive side did begin to bleed into her sexual desire once she slithered her hand toward her opponent's stomach. She clawed at the soft skin, unyielding, until she felt the warmth of her blood sticking to her nails. She licked the blood softly, kissing Javelin once again, blood dripping down her lower lip.
"I'll make you a woman; don't worry, sweetie," she whispered calmly, a strangely deluded version of love seeping within her scarlet pupils. She even began to sound a lot like how she used to when she still had custody over her brother. She rubbed her body against hers, feeling the warmth all over her. She was practically on the verge of euphoria. Both girls were covered in blood, with Yona's grip loosening out of pure affection.

No matter how hard Javelin pushed, just like all her attempts from before, did nothing to stop Yona’s actions. As the girl kept her struggling, she suddenly felt Yona took a grip onto her belly. “What are you… GGAAHHH!” The scream once again filled the arena, as the nails of Yona dug down into her skin with a brutal stomach claw! The fabric of her shirt provided no protection against such terrible attack, as she could even feel the nails sinking right into her skin… Javelin realized in shock that those were not just exaggerated sensations, because she felt her clothes and skin were becoming wetter and wetter… because that was her own blood. “Aahhhhhh!!! Help… help!!” Javelin struggled out of desperation, she felt her opponent was about to open her entire midsection. And with that despair, Javelin raised her head in an incredible speed, sending a headbutt onto Yona’s nose!

Even if Yona was pretty used to attacks on her head, the brunette's nose seemed to be her weak spot. Unfortunately, it felt like all her opponents aimed for her nose nowadays. She stumbled back, holding her nose to ensure it didn't bleed. She doubted her ego could handle having a newbie manage to cause that type of damage to her. However, she quickly got back onto her opponent, grabbing her leg and repeatedly punching her in the face. Once she noticed that the girl had gone silent, she'd kiss her on the forehead, aroused by the succulent meal she had made for herself. She licked the blood off of her body; she never appeared too opposed to ingesting blood. Then again, she was the "Graceful Undead," so maybe it just came naturally for the not-literal zombie fighter. Regardless, she adored her beaten-down opponent with a certain passion that'd put the fear of hell in anyone who would be as unfortunate as to be the victim of said glare.

Finally an effective attack, as Javelin could catch a break as Yona held her hurting nose. But that was not enough since her body was being restricted under her opponents, as well as her resist seemed angered Yona. Next moment Javelin would feel her leg was grabbed, followed by series of punches landed right onto her face. Screaming in fear Javelin tried to block the punches with her hands after taking two strikes directly with her face, despite her defense position neglected some damage, but at the cost of her arms now hurting like hell. "Rahh... get off me..." Javelin kept squirming underneath Yona as the woman stopped the attacks, instead begun to kiss her cheek. Despite her injured and still hurting stomach with some blood still coming out, Javelin still tried to twist her body as rapidly as she could as if she was trying to break free from chains.

At this point, the match had basically become a sex fight between the two girls. The mere thought managed to snap the brunette back to reality, who was trying to control herself from getting into a lustful affair. She backed off slightly, returning to her violent tendencies. She slammed her fists down on her opponent's chest repeatedly. She wouldn't stop until her opponent was wheezing uncontrollably. In fact, she wondered how wonderful it would be to see what her heart looked like. The babyface must've had such a beautiful heart, filled to the brim with tender blood. Yona's eyes ached profusely, but she was far too enchanted by the girl to even notice it. She was on an entirely new high, her body absolutely yearning for blood. She didn't know why, but she also wasn't in the right mindset to even realize how much she'd changed since she entered the ring.

"Gaahh! No... aaahhh!" Javelin's scream became so pitiful when Yona started deliver series punches once again, right now onto her chest. All those punches made the girl felt her ribs were being smashed, her lung was shaking and crushed under the strikes, and her heart was about to stop by the punishment. "Ahhh... stop... no..." Javelin's scream soon started to get weaker and weaker, until it turned into groan, as she felt her body went numb, with the hurtful sensation taking over her mind she was on the edge of passing out. She feared, feared what will her ruthless foe do to her next.

Shockingly to the audience, all the lights in the stadium shut off, leaving the entire room in darkness as Yona sunk her teeth into her opponent's neck. She was giddy as she felt her strength coming back to her. She didn't get much blood, though, as she came to her senses just as the lights came back on. By then, her opponent was surely passed out from the blood loss, but her opponent wasn't her priority at this point. She stared lifelessly in the distance, shocked at what she had done. For a split second, she saw a silhouette of her parents before Yona stumbled back, the referee coming in to check on her opponent. Yona tried to snap back to her senses, ignoring what had happened—at least trying to ignore the mystery of her past. She didn't need such distractions right now.