Schoolgirl Pin match

Tomomi was pretty out of it, but when her opponent sat down on her face and went for the pin, even going as far as hooking her legs up, she knew she had to act. Luckily the ref was still out, and there was nobody to begin the count. She had a bit more time because of that. Tomomi's dazed mind suddenly came up with a very bad idea. Her hands grabbed Adrian's thighs, holding the cosplayer in place, while her mouth pressed right up against her shorts-covered sex. Tomomi knew licking wasn't going to do her much good, but this might. With a mighty breath, Tomomi blew a raspberry right into Adrian's inviting crotch!

The ref was coming to, noticing the distinct lack of enranged amazons in the ring making it worth her while to just get back in the ring and count. While it was still safe.

Adrian however was not as relieved, as soon as the ref got in the ring she was on edge. Maybe, just maybe she had this thing won right here. Until the idol did something...very...uncomfortable.

Adrian's face turned a very deep shade of red, she began to shake before leaping off Tomomi with a shriek. "WHAT THE HELL!" She screamed, pressing her thighs together as she sought santuary in the corner. "NOT COOL! GROSS! I MEAN...WHY?"

Tomomi let out a deep breath, rolling over and getting onto her knees. Seeing Adrian so flustered and embarrassed and mad made her feel quite accomplished. "Hehe... figured out your weakness!" Tomomi said teasingly, giving Adrian a wink while sticking out her tongue. The crowd, inferring what had just happened, let out whoops and catcalls, wanting to see more goodness like that. Unfortunately Tomomi had no plans of being underneath Adrian again anytime soon.

"Well, this is a match, and so long as I don't break the rules I'll do anything to win," Tomomi said, "That wasn't even a mean move or a cheap shot! Heck, if you stopped being such a prude, I think you'll enjoy it. A lot of other girls do, hehe..."

"Not cheating!?" Adrian yelled, unable to control the volume and pitch of her own voice "That was totally mean and totally a low blow! It was an attack based on my... you know... that's totally a low blow! By freaking definition!" The cosplayer protested, face bright red. "AND ALL OF YOU CAN SHUT UP TOO!" She yelled out to the crowd, the catcalls getting under her skin.

Okay, all the points the Idol had earned for by playing nice, breaking the hold even when there was no ref for there to be a count were gone. She wasn't going to risk putting any part of her crotch near Tomomi's face if she was going to do that to her. And she'd start her campaign of no longer taking any of her shit by giving her a taste of her own medicine.

Charging forward as though she was going to spear her, the cosplayer would dodge to one side to get behind and roll Tomomi up in a schoolboy, before grabbing one of her legs to twist and pull down to the mat.

Tomomi shrugged. It was too bad Adrian didn't enjoy that more, or else she might've pinned Tomomi right there to win the match. But seeing how flustered Adrian was gave her a whole new avenue of attack. This wasn't a hentai match, but if Adrian sat on her face again, Tomomi was going to respond in kind. Can she even win like this?

Seeing Adrian coming in to spear her, Tomomi dodged to the side as well. This played right into the cosplayer's trap, as she got roughly tugged back by her skirt into a fall, grunting as she did so, and then got her leg twisted instead of getting pinned. Tomomi yelled out in pain, kicking with her free leg to break the hold.

"HAHA! This is what you get for trying to ta-OW! Quit it!" Adrian would have liked to taunt her as she kept the pressure on, but the idol started trying to kick her away, messing up her train of thought for a bit. It still wanted revenge for the sexual assault at the hands of Tomomi, but keeping the hold on was proving difficult. And it wasn't a submission match either so it wasn't like she could win this way.

But with Tomomi being as deviant as she was, pinning her was out of the question too. I am so gonna kick Lukretia in the crotch for this... she mentally groaned I'd have taken freaking Gatt... or whoever her replacement is as long as I don't have people molesting me mid-ring. Gawd, have some freaking class! She wanted to yell. But if there were no submissions and pinfall meant getting a nasty surprise... maybe knocking her out would work? That way she wouldn't be conscious enough to bite or kiss or lick, and she wouldn't be talking! Win-win! But how?

Picking herself up for now (with a quick heel drop on Tomomi's ankle for good measure) she went through her arsenal, thinking of what could put her away for a while.

The pressure wasn't beyond anything Tomomi couldn't handle yet, but she didn't like being at her opponent's mercy, so she kicked out hard, hitting every part of Adrian she could. The cosplayer soon released the idol, giving Tomomi a vengeful heel drop on her hurting ankle as a parting gift. Tomomi winced, curling up to inspect her ankle for a few moments, before reaching for the ropes to pull herself up to her feet.

"Heh, is that the best you've got?" Tomomi said, "What's the matter, are you scared of me now? Hehe..." She was still in a good mood, thanks to Adrian's reaction. Plus, she thought if she made Adrian mad enough, the cosplayer would rush in and do something rash, which Tomomi would counter devastatingly.

"Grrr..." Adrian growled as Tomomi taunted her, face still rosy red from embarrassment. Not that she was going to let Tomomi do all the trash talking. "Yeah, who knows? You might start singing! It's a good thing that there's no submissions because I'd tap out there and then if that got you to stop." The cosplayer said before charging in, looking to slide under her and the bottom rope, grabbing her feet on the way to pull the idol down to the mat.

Tomomi got rather mad at Adrian's response. She didn't like it when people made fun of her work, even though she could tell that Adrian was plenty frustrated herself, which gave her a little bit of satisfaction. Still, when Adrian came charging in, Tomomi was prepared to meet her with a devastating counter. The cosplayer ducked down low and slid down, however, surprising Tomomi. She felt her legs getting tugged out from underneath her, reaching out to grab the ropes to stop herself from falling all the way down. Adrian was dragging her out of the ring at this point, so Tomomi sent a sharp heel kick at her head, hoping that would convince her to let go.

"Come on... fall down already." Adrian groaned as Tomomi grabbed the rope for support, pulling on her legs before the idol's heel smashed against her forehead painfully. At least the digs at her music still worked and shut her up.

Stumbling back towards the guard rail, she shook off anyone trying to cop a feel with help from security she tried to recover, see if Tomomi thought along the same lines as her, and get the ringing out of her ears. That would be great.