Felicia vs Okami

((OOC: not sure but correct name should be "hurricanrana"... according to the just checked Wikipedia LOL )).

"M-Mnnghmm..." The crowd went wild at Felicia's sensually playful way to taunt her opponent, obtaining some muffled mumblings from his embarassed lips before she would execute her maneuvre.

Then, in a flesh the world went upside down and Okami found himself laying down on the canvas, groaning and temporarily stunned.

Sitting back upright, Felicia stretched seductively, before turning and crawling over to Okami. Grabbing at his hair, she pushed him up to a sitting position, before grabbing at his wrists, hoping to pull his arms behind his back.

"Nghhh...", Okami groaned softly as Felicia got him into a sitting position, having him temporarily docile for her to maneuvre. So that, in spite of his dazed struggles, he soon had both arms locked behind his back.

The trapped boy kept squirming fruitlessly to break free, which probably provided extra-fun for his playful opponent as she pressed herself close from behind.

Felicia smiled as she locked her hands together in such a way that Okami's arms were tucked against her elbows, winching him in a hammerlock. She leaned into him to tighten the hold, causing her breasts to press against his back slightly. "Mmm...sorry, does that hurt?" she purred, teasingly kissing the back of his neck.

"Nghhrr.... d-darns...", he groaned and gritted his teeth as she added insult to injury, taking advantage of his temporary helplessness to kiss his neck.

Her seductive taunting urged him to squirm harder, trying to stand up, but he got no leverage with his arms trapped in a double hammerlock, which allowed Felicia to toy with him at the moment, to the fans and her self amusement.

"What' the matter Okami, hmm?" Felicia purred. "Are you ready to submit yet?" As though to reinforce the question, she leaned back, digging her knee slightly into Okami's back to add to the pressure.

"Ngrrr... i-in your dreams..." , he groaned between gritted teeth. He tried to wriggle backwards in the hope to unbalance Felicia. Though, in his current disadvantaged position, he was likely to just stay put in her hold, having to endure the pain.

"Fair enough," Felicia said. Rubbing her body against Okami's back, even as Okami wriggled, getting hhr onto her back. Squeezing into the boy, she raised her legs, hoping to wrap them around his waist for a body scissor. She arched her body slightly under his, in an effort to put more pressure into the hammerlock. "Mmm, how about that, tough guy?"

"Unghh...." With both arms locked, Okami got cought in Felicia's bodiscissors, unable to do anything to prevent her from crossing her ankles and increase the pressure around his waist.

The ref-girl came close to ask Okami if he was willing to submit, but he groaned a "No-way.." with gritted teeth.

Submitting or not, such a double lock was granting Felicia a clear advantage to capitalize, allowing her to both weaken his arms and press the air out of him, making the silver-haired boy weak softer to be put in holds for the rest of this round.

And, the crowd seemed to love this unexpectedly one-sided start in favor of the sexy catgirl, roaring in cheerful approval.

"Mmm, you're no fun," Felicia wined, playfully continuing to rub her body against Okami's. Kissing him briefly on the neck, she suddenly released the silver-haired boy, rolling next to him onto her knees and teasingly pretending to lick her paws.