Johnny Higurashi Vs. Fang Xingyu

Johnny was rolled over onto his stomach after breaking the three count. He still had some energy left in him, but for the moment she could do what she liked. He felt her sit on top of him and lock him into an odd chokehold. Johnny;s eyes widened and he struggled. She had her arm around him pretty good and he clawed at her arm, trying to get a decent grip to try and pry her off.

Johnny growls as the pressure mounts but he tries to swing one leg forward and arch up to she's elevated while still sitting on his back.

Fang riding on Johnny back while tighten her arm around his neck, pulling back to stretching and choking at the same time, she can feel his fingers digging into her arm as shes wincing in pain, enduring it as much as she can.

"Give it up, you wont win this." She warns him, feeling him struggling and getting himself slowly up, Fang tries to 'help' him up along with her, but not exactly, she tries to get him bend over so she can hop onto his back using her knees to weighting him down straight to the mat.

Taylor's hands unconsciously grasped at the air in front of her neck like she was fighting the choke for Johnny.

"FIGHT IT, BABE! YOU GOT THIS! FUCK HER UP!" She screamed, but she knew the situation was grim.

Johnny's head shivered and shook, as if nodding along to Taylor's words. Part of him wanted to, but his red face really was just trying to do whatever he could to stay conscious.

He had managed to get to his hands and knees and was nearly about to push up to his feet with Fang hanging onto his neck. He thought he could do it. If he could stand up, he could detach her. His knees shook as he grunted, trying to push himself up to a standing position. His knees wobbled with strain and then...

Johnny collapsed back to the mat. He'd put in a lot of effort trying to finish Fang off. maybe if he was fresh, he'd have been able to lift her up but he wasn't fresh and so he was back down on his hands and knees and soon after, slumped face first into the canvas.

**My gosh, he is tough to take down despite not being all muscular or anything....** she thought after she brings her knees to pushes him down against the back, slamming him hard as she could, now with Johnny hitting the mat and her still sitting on her legs on his back, not a right way to pin him, not even sure if she could TRY to pin him.

Maybe she'll keep pinning him do that he have to spent his energy just to kick out and she doesnt have to work too hard to beat him. "Huff..... time to finish this...." She said, pushing his body to roll on over facing up, laying herself on his body and hook his leg for the pin, see what he can do now.

"ONE!..............TWO!.............."

Johnny's collapse had turned into a hard crash to the ground as Fang sealed the deal with a heavy head punishing drop once she felt Johnny begin to tumble. His already weary mind was driving to the near point of unconsciousness as it was slammed into the mat. He laid there still and when Fang turned him over, he barely resisted.

"THREE!"

The count came quick for Johnny, and he only groaned when the bell rang. His arm came up and and flopped against his head, while the other weakly pushed at Fang's arm.

Fang pinning Johnny after a big drop with her knees pushing him down and slamming his front on the mat, rolling him facing up to lay on top and waiting for the count down, she have to pin him and beat him for good, eventually, she was very amazed, pretty amazed that her first real match and her first win, defeating Johnny for the count of three.

"Huff..... what a 'shibai zhe'..... which means, 'loser'." She smirk while slowly standing up to her feet, slightly covered in sweats and now, he lost and giving a win for the 'King's Crew', still not a good title but whatever, at least her job done, except..... one thing she must do, for her personal reason.

Fang tries to grab hold of Johnny wrist to pull him towards to the ropes until she can slip out of the ring and having him get to the edge, hoping to pull him out while he get his feet to the floor. Turning her head to see his wife, grab hold of his wrist and whip him as hard as he could to the black barricade wall maybe to see him flip right over and into his wife? or crash to splash some of his sweats into her face? whatever happens to him, her wife will know right in front of her.

Taylor finally became silent when the ref hit the count of three. Her face hardened into a grim, pursed expression, and she stayed alert. What happened after the match was what concerned her the most.

Her eyes blazed while she watched the busty cat-girl pull Johnny out of the ring, and when he came staggering toward her she threw one leg over the barricade and caught him under the arms, though their meeting knocked her and the barricade back. She grunted with the impact and nearly fell over.

"It's okay, babe. You were great," she said softly in his ear, her eyes still trained on Fang. She raised her voice to a rough edged snarl to address her.

"Careful, little kitty-cat. You're about to be in very deep trouble. Just walk away now and you can get out of here in one piece."

Fang defeating Johnny and now going to humiliate him right in front of his wife, pulling the man out of the ring and whipping him right into the barricade so his wife can see it happening, but she got up and catching him so he wouldnt flip right over, Fang looking at her as she would give her an advice, Fang smirk with her hands up.

"Sure, I'll walk away, as a winner of the match, take care of him, see Johnny or you again..... who knows what would happen to you two lovebirds...." She would blow a kiss to Johnny just to see what his wife would react before taking her time to go around the ring, heading to the ramp, and back to her locker room.

Johnny had been unceremoniously drug out of the ring and tossed into a barricade, only to be caught in his wife's strong arms before he even registered that he had lost the fight in the first place. He slumped against Taylor, taking comfort in the words that tickled his ear and letting the moment wash over him, rather than getting worked up by Fang's taunting.

"Shit... man..." He huffed as he watched Fang blow her kiss and start to leave. "Shoulda won that..." He said but turned to look at Taylor out of the corner of his eyes. He smiled faintly. "Just give me a shove, babe, so I can stand up properly."