The Girl in Black

"It's never too late to start learning..." Kuro replied, before she felt that Carmen began to rock herself from side to side under her.

She let go of the hold and rolled to the side to give the Latina her deserved break, having enough fun messing with the girl for now. She'd watch the Latina for a bit before slowly picking herself up to her feet, still having an amused expression on her face.

"Let's see if you'll be good enough at it by the time we finished."

Escaping holds was always the worst thing for Carmen, since there was still a very loud part of her that just wanted to panic and squirm in the hold and a very quiet part of her that had any ideas on escaping. She was able to hear it better as she stared to rock around, but she wasn't even sure if it would work or not.

She didn't have to find out, thanfully, as Kuro broke the hold and gave her a chance to reset. Carmen took the reprieve with a grateful nod and sat back, rubbing her neck as her tricky lover rose once again.

"You know me." She smirked up at Kuro and ran her tongue over the tip of her lip."I learn fast."

And just to prove it, Carmen reached out and grabbed Kuro's leg while she was standing, trying get a good hold with it and put her down flat on her back.

The boxer recovered fast and grabbed her leg all of a sudden, and the next thing Kuro knew was her back crashing against the mat. Maybe she shouldn't have hold back too much on the hold. Next time. For now, she's slightly dazed and could only squirm around a bit while Carmen holding one of her legs hostage. Naturally, the other leg would try to kick at the girl, but she remembered the rules and stopped as soon as the leg was bent.

"Damn..."

So. Carmen had a leg. Now came the pertinent question: what would she do with it?

She had a few moves in mind, simple holds she could go for. The Boston Crab came to mind, though she was leery about wasting time flipping Kuro over. There was, though, she practiced before, but still hadn't put to use in a match. No harm in going for a classic.

Carmen leaned forward, wrapped her legs around Kuro's thigh, squeezed hard and applied a knee bar, bending her in a way her body was never designed to go. A little too close to MMA for her usual tastes, but this was a special day.

"Oww...!" Kuro cried as Carmen went for the kneebar, prompting her to squirm on the mat. "N-not bad..."

The ropes were near, and while she doubted that Carmen would let go instantly, that seemed like the only option available in the current circumstances. She'd try to drag herself and the boxer's figure, aiming to grab the bottom ropes while enduring the squeezing on her leg. Kuro was never a fan of her leg being worked for too long, as it'd hinder her speed.

"Ughh... c-come on..." the pale skinned girl muttered while she's trying to reach for the ropes.

Carmen made sure not to apply too much pressure - after all, a trip to the emergency room would likely put a serious damper on the night's festivities. But she did keep it secure. Secure enough that Kuro would have quite the time trying to reach the ropes, and she'd be able to get in some good taunts.

"Almost there." She gave the leg a quick wrench. "Almost, and..."

Kuro finally managed to reach the ropes, and Carmen eased up a bit more, but she didn't let go just yet "Now, this is a very familiar situation..."

"Urgg..." Kuro grimaced a little more as Carmen wrenched her leg, just before she's finally able to find the ropes, only to find out that the Latina was returning her favor by not letting go immediately. "Indeed..."

The hold was eased up a bit now, but Kuro certainly can't just pull her leg free 0 Carmen could have easily locked it back again after all. She bid her time, flashing a dry smirk to the boxer, which then turned into a slightly more mischievous one. An idea just came to her mind.

She'd attempt to pull her caught leg suddenly, aiming to drag Carmen's form a bit closer to her. This was so she could press her other foot on top of the girl's breast and grind it back and forth with some pressure. It shouldn't be enough to make Carmen let go, but the distraction might be able to prevent the Latina from doing something painful while her free hand tried to loosen the hold a bit more.

Kuro was smirking. That was rarely a good sign. Not when they were fighting, at least.

Carmen tightened her grip a bit, a tad worried and curious about what her tricky lover was going for. It turned out to not be anything altogether too complicated - Kuro had two feet, one was free and not getting bent out of shape, so she made use of all the tools at her disposal. In this case, that entail grinding her heel into Carmen's chest, digging it deep and scrapping against the bone.

She held the hold for a moment before letting go and rolling away, gripping her tortured breast as she went. "Careful!" She managed a laugh through the groan. "You might want to do something with that, later on."

Kuro let out a sigh as Carmen finally let go, bending her sore leg so she could rub it for a bit, before smirking at the Latina again. She used the ropes to pull herself into a sitting position, taking her time to get up after having one of her legs being worked on.

"Which one, exactly?" the pale skinned girl played innocent. "I'm sure I'll do plenty of stuff with my foot... Unless you're talking about something else..."

Coy. Always coy. "Take a wild guess."

She made her way back up to her feet as Kuro did the same and moved in. Slowly. Very slowly. She crouched and went back into her grappling stance, occasionally lashing out and trying to get her to make an opening.

"Easy..." She reached for Kuro's leg, then quickly darted away. [color=#400000]"Sure you don't want to just give in and let me have my way? You seemed to enjoy it enough last time, didn't you?"[/color