LEAGUE: Ryuke Toranami v Cherise Campbell (complete)

After connecting with her hold Ryu let go of the headlock, thinking it would be fair to give back her previous courtesy. Moving a bit slow because of the recent restrainting, he was lifting himself off, planning his next move when her legs clamped around his head. "unghhh..." he groaned, cursing himself.

Cherise was finding it hard to hold onto the head scissors. She was practically bent over, and had her rear slightly raised in the air to be able to hold him in the head scissors. At this angle, it was all she could do to maintain the hold. She couldn't muster enough strength to pull him down so she could get a better hold.

Having his face wrapped in the hold of her legs was a bit embarassing, but Ryu noticed she wasn't able to squeeze hard in that position, so he tried to lean in with the aim to pin her shouders down and go for the pinfall.
He didn't want to unwittingly hurt this lovely girl during the fight, so the chance for a sneak victory was welcome, though he wasn't proud of it.
If he succeeded the ref would start on the count, but leaning down he couldn't avoid having his face trapped closer to her crotch, allowing her a better chance to squeeze him tighter as his warm breathing between her thighs was making it hotter and wetter inthere, for both of them.

Cherise would flush red as he started to pin her, feeling his warm breath blow across her thighs. With her distracted, the ref managed to get a two count before she suddenly pulled her upper body forward as she released his head from the scissors, aiming instead now to reach up with her hands and grab him by the arms. If she could manage to get her feet under him, she'd let herself fall back down to the bed, and kick up while pulling on his arms, hoping to send him flipping over her.

Ryu was a bit surprised by Cherise move but decided not to resist being flipped anyways. All in all he was going to land on a soft bed.... but he flipped over the bed really and landed onto the carpet below with a loud thud. "Ouch, stupid Ryu...".
He got up in a sitting position brushing his neck, a bit sore but not really stunned. But, he was temporarily vulnerable, sitting down the bed facing away from his cute yet determined opponent.

Cherise would look at Ryu after he'd landed on the carpet, instead of on the bed. She must have put too much into the flip. Well she'd follow up, moving off the beds and putting herself behind Ryu. Once more, those dangerous legs of hers would move to wrap around him, this time aiming for his waist, to squeeze the air out of him, and hopefully some of his fight too. "You nearly had me. That was a good move."

When Ryu realized his imprudent position it was too late. Once more the silken vise of her legs tightened around him and he could feel her well round thighs jolt his waist trying to crush the wind out of him.
"N-Not good enough though..." he admitted in a short breathed groan, trying to flex his abs to resist it.

He tried to stand up to possibly fight back but she had a good leverage, sitting on the bed behind him. So he tried to slide his hands inside the hold of her legs trying to ease the pressure, actually starting to caress Cherise's inner thighs in the process.

Cherise was dead set on not letting go of the hold. She had perfect leverage, and could tell he would have a hard time pulling free. But when she felt him starting to caress her inner thighs... well she'd pull herself off the bed to put herself closer to Ryu, reaching out to gra ahold of his wrists and wrench them back towards her. "Stop...that!" She was quite upset about what he'd been doing, and it showed. Her face had flushed red, and he had managed to loosen her hold momentarily. But if he didn't manage to pull free, she'd tighten the hold again.

Ryu turned his face to her, realizing not without surprise that she had been embarassed by his simple and mostly not planned caresses. Despite his own shyness, he thought he could try and win by using sensual wrestling rather than traditional moves. Not because he was into sneaky tricks, but because he was uneasy with the idea of hurting her with a too hard strike, preferring the sweet way. And in any case, he didn't want to lose.

"Hey... don't tell me you're so weak to intimate touch Cherise, it would be a bad point of weakness here at Sex Wars... believe me i know it well^^" he winked with a smirk, taking advantage of her hesitation to get up on his feet with her wrapped around him from behind. From there, he would jump back first onto the bed, aiming to slam her down beneath him.

He really hit the nail on the head with his statement. She knew it was a weakness, but she had hoped that being good enough at wrestling, she could avoid it. Except in certain matches of course. But she'd cross those bridges when she got to it.

She'd hold on tight when he suddenly got to his feet, letting out a small yelp. And when he landed with her underneath him on the bed, even the soft matress didn't stop the air from being driven out of her lungs, her legs losing their hold as her head spun, leaving her quite vulnerable until she regained her senses.