Leah Bunny vs. Lia Cross

"Y'know... you talk too much!" Leah said before hooking the head lock on tighter, trying to force Lia's face right into the side of her breast to prevent her from talking any more... It was a few moments after the strain before Leah felt Lia's arm reach down for her leg, she tried to strain on the headlock again to discorage Lia, but the other bunny was already pushing forwards.

"Ugh!" Leah huffed out as she was forced back against the turnbuckles with Lia's shoulder in her stomach

"I get that a lot," Lia muttered into Leah's tit as she had slammed Leah against the turnbuckle. This barely helped her cause and just strained her back a bit, unfortunately. Leah had rattled her enough that she was not thinking straight... that and the strain of the headlock against proper blood and oxygen flow, at least.

Hoping the blow against the ring corner had bought her a bit of leeway, Lia would try to jam her shoulder into Leah's gut and try to dislodge Leah's grip on her head.