Yamato Ishii vs Abbey Abraxas

Just when Yamato thought Abbey would release the hold, she proved him wrong. The blond rolled over onto her stomach, causing Yamato to do the same.

Fortunately, it didn't seem she'd be able to inflict any pain to his leg for now, although she was now apparently trying to transition into a new hold. But what could she be planning? Not wanting to find out, Yamato began trying to kick his free leg wildly at her.

"Ugh! Let go!" he shouted. Although, try as he might, it didn't seem his weak effort would have much chance of stopping whatever Abbey had planned.

"Naaaah."

Abbey teased with a big grin as Yamato demanded his release. His leg began to kick at him, but Abbey wasn't going to give him the kind of position that he had given her and Abbey began to fold herself backwards, laying her big body across Yamato's while their legs were entangled.

Using him as a resting place, Abbey reached her hands behind her and tried to clasp her fingers underneath Yamato's chin. Not only would it help lock in the submission but it would also have the added benefit of keeping him quiet so he could take it like a man!

"Hey, you're kind of comfy!" She teased.

"Ugh. Why you…" Yamato was annoyed after her response, though it was mostly simply because he couldn't manage to get away from his opponent.

Abbey then leaned back and wrapped her hands around Yamato to synch in the hold, muffling Yamato's agonized screams that followed. "Mmmmph!" He felt trapped. With his legs tied up like this and her weight holding him down, dragging himself to the ropes seemed a near-impossible task.

After a weak, and most likely failed attempt to pry Abbey's fingers off of him to break the painful hold, all Yamato could do was wildly throw an arm back toward her ribs and roll to his side, hoping to dislodge the woman from his back. This was an act of desperation, and if it failed, Yamato's only options left would likely be to either submit or try to endure until Abbey decided to release him.

Abbey pulled as tightly as she could. She'd never actually DONE this move before, but it seemed to work better than she expected. Abbey took the first elbow, the one bad thing was that Yamato had all of his hands free. She jerked to the side and felt like she might roll off. It wasn't the way SHE would have tried to get her off but maybe it would work. Or, maybe he'd tap before he figured it out. Either way, Abbey was relentless with the hold for now and decided she would keep trying to get inside his head some more.

"Yamato... uh... kun?" Abbey said. "I'm Still trying to figure out Japanese." She talked almost casually, as she leaned her head back and let her long, blonde locks tickle his face. "That's the one I say to men, right? Not the boys or boyfriend one?" She asked.

For a brief moment it seemed Yamato's desperate attempt to free himself from Abbey's hold would work, as he felt her jerk to the side. But she then corrected herself and continued wrenching back on his head, causing the young man to shout and groan out in agony once again.

She then let her hair fall over his head and face, something Yamato wasn't sure she'd done intentionally until he heard Abbey speak. The way she spoke so casually made it clear she was just taunting and toying with him while she keeping him trapped in this painful hold! What should he do? Try to pry her arms loose? Attempt to roll her off of him again? Or maybe-- UGH! Why did these holds have to be so damn complicated to him?! Mariko would've had no trouble escaping a hold like this, but Yamato wasn't his sister, not by a long shot.

Acting now in pure desperation, Yamato moved his hands to Abbey's wrists and grabbed them. And with every bit of strength he could muster, the young man began attempting to pull her arms apart and free himself from her hold. "N-not…giving…up!" he grunted out, inwardly praying his efforts would be enough to break the hold and keep his chances in this match alive!

Abbey thought for sure he had Yamato done in but whens he felt her wrists grabbed, Her eyes widened a bit. Maybe in a better position she could fight back but it was hard enough getting the move locked in and Yamato's fingers really dug into Abbey's wrists.

Finally, with reluctance, Abbey yanked her hands free and rolled off Yamato. She climbed to her feet and bent her legs while rubbing her wrists. She looked down at Yamato and grinned. "Not bad, not bad." She said. "Guess I should use an STF next time. Maybe you'll be more distracted if my boobs are against your back instead of my butt!" She said with a grin.

Yamato began to pant after Abbey rolled off of him. The hold had taken a lot out of the young man, though after a moment he would begin pulling himself back up. He wasn't too flustered by her comment, but the thought of her breasts pushing against him did bring a slight blush to his cheeks.

"Heh… As nice as that sounds, I'll be winning this thing before you get a chance to try it!" he said, before springing forward right at Abbey. He aimed to ram his shoulder into her stomach, and if successful would try to keep running and eventually drive her back into the turnbuckle.

Abbey wasn't going to rest on her laurels just because Yamato broke her hold. In fact, she had prepared to run at him and drive a knee into the boy while he was standing up. Unfortunately, she expected his efforts to be a little slower and whe lunged into her lung and the impact seemed to do nothing either of them hoped.

"Guh!"

Abbey felt Yamato crash into her and just tried to maintain her balance. An impossible task while she was also trying to throw a knee and while she wasn't pushed back into the turnbuckle, she did fall over with Yamato on top of her. Not the best place to be but if her knee connected in any fashion, she might have some options.

Yamato's reckless charge seemed to catch Abbey off guard, but it still didn't go quite the way he'd hoped. Instead of driving her back into the corner, the male's attack turned into something akin to an awkward spear, with Yamato falling stomach-first right onto the point of Abbey's knee as the two hit the ground.

"Aagh!" he gasped out as the sudden impact drove Yamato's breath right out of him. Clutching at his stomach, he collapsed forward, with his chest pressing down on her breasts and his head lying right by hers.

Under normal circumstances Yamato would think of this sort of position as a rather nice one to be in, albeit slightly embarrassing. But at the moment he wasn't really paying attention to where he was, and all that went through his mind was the pain in his stomach.

Abbey huffed as Yamato's weight steadied on top of her. She lifted up her hand and patted his back. "Well, A for effort." She said and then tightened her arm around his head to squeeze in the awkward headlock. Abbey spread her legs and bridged, trying to reverse their positions. Her other arm reached out to grab hold of Yamato's arm as well.

"Still, I think I'd trade the position for NOT having a knee in my gut, even if you're probably in Heaven otherwise."

Abbey couldn't help but tease the boy, really.