Yasha Love Vs. Bullet Ant

Yasha groaned as the pain dulled enough. Not enough for her to not still be in sharp pain, but enough for her to at least think. She still had the Ant's leg but hadn't been able to do anything but cradle it like some sort of plushie.

But now she was ready to come back and she startled by lifting her body so she was in a sitting position. She looked down at the Ant, but it was hard for her to smile with her ankle being wracked by pain. 'L-Love cries out." She said with a weak smile and lowered her head to try and tuck Bullet Ant's leg around the back of her neck and put Ant in some sort of pretzel like, awkward and improvised stretch muffler to try and awkwardly bend Ant's leg at the knee and ankle.

In this position they would look like a pink and brown knot and while Ant still had Yasha's ankle, the Demon of Love thought she now had a superior position as well as a good look at Ant's good,s both top and bottom.

"Ha-ha! Got you -hey...what are you doing?" Bullet ant asked as Yasha sat up to declare her move. And she still hadn't let go of her leg. Then she found out just what she was up to.

And tried her best not to scream.

Her teeth grit together as she pulled back on Yasha's foot, looking around while wincing for some way of escape. Letting out small whines of pain before she tucked the love demon's leg under her armpit, and tried to drag the mess of holds that was the two of them to the ropes. Her legs were more valuable than Yasha's, and she wasn't going to lose the one advantage she had in this match.

Yasha had Ant in a good position but Ant had held her leg longer. Yasha needed her legs for her high flying but couldn't think of a way to get out. But as she felt Ant try and scoot her forward, she pushed forward to try and roll them so Ant was on her shoulders with her back in the air while Yasha's ass was sticking out and her head was by Adrian's, close to her face. She didn't think that she could get a pin like this, but maybe the threat of a pin would be enough to shake the Ant's nerves and let Yasha free herself and the Ant from this pretzel hold. The threat of an impending smooch might help as well.

Bullet Ant was getting closer to the ropes when Yasha pulled another trick out of her bag. "Hey!" The masked grappler yelled as she was rolled back on her shoulders with Yasha's pink lips coming dangerously close to her own

"Wah!" The Ant yelped, abandoning the hold and trying to kick the Demon of Love away, the match might not be the only thing she'll lose if this keeps up.

Yasha rolled away when Ant let go. She flopped as much across the ring as she could and quickly pulled her ankle up close to her. She rubbed it and looked over at Ant. She wasn't ready to try and stand on it yet, but she hoped Ant wasn't ready either.

"The Demon of Love will go to any lengths to see that her Love washes over you!" She declared, raising up her free hand to point into the sky dramatically.

Bullet Ant let Yasha fly off, she had her own leg to worry about here, cradling it as she tried to scoot over to the ropes.

"Can I at least keep my virginity?" The masked grappler asked as nice as possible when Yasha made her declaration, pulling herself up to her feet. Her leg ached a bit from the pretzel hold but it felt as if she'd be fine. As long as Yasha kept her boobs, lips and ass away from the insect's face.

Yasha Love hopped up at the Ant's declaration. A bad move as she was planted on her injured ankle and winced, grabbing the rope for support. She was unwilling to give up her posturing however and pulled back her free hand and made a shocked face, pushing of her chest to gesture at Ant dramatically.

"The Demon of Love would never spirit away someone's innocence! My only desire is to spread my Love all over this land!"

With her boasting she hopped forward and tried to rush at Ant. She was obviously favoring one leg and her sprint was more like an awkward stumble but she tried to remain in character. When she got close, she looked to aim a dropkick at Bullet Ant.

"Gah!" Bullet Ant grunted as Yasha's stumbling threw off her timing, she had been working on a drop kick counter but couldn't get it to work, instead she managed to get her arms up to try and block it but ended up knocking her down. The masked wrestler rolling out to the ring apron before getting up, this time it would be different.

It's not different at all she thought grimly

After Yasha hit the ground and rolled after the dropkick hit. When she managed to get to a point where she could get up, she got on one knee. She let her injured leg, rest on the mat, her other leg planted on the ground as she looked at Ant. She blew a kiss at Ant and then lifted up her hand and extended her pinky finger, wiggling it.

"Do you feel that? The thread of fate connects out Love! It's only a matter of time before a River of Love washes over you!"

Yasha then stood up and looked at Ant. She stepped towards her and wagged her tightly wrapped hips back and forth. But she could sense Ant's nervousness and Hilde suddenly frowned inwardly.

Ah, Adrian... you're doing good! You should be proud of what you're doing! She thought as she went low, dropping to her knees and trying to grab at Ant's injured leg to pull it close to her.

Bullet Ant tried to use the ropes to pull herself back to her feet, standing somewhat outside the ring when Yasha moved towards her, her knee ached: without the top rope she doubted she'd be standing right now. But as Yasha went low, the insect was about to try something incredibly stupid.

Telling herself I can do this until the words were burnt into her brain, she pulled the top rope to slingshot herself over and grab Yasha Love by the hips, trying to roll her up with a sunset flip.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she flew, if she messed this up there wouldn't be much hope left for her. At least in her mind. The self-doubt was creeping in from the corner of her mind again. It had messed up several spars and was about to get her in her first match with the mask.