Keep up the scores! (Killcarrion)

She can feel her legs pushing the pressures into Bryan legs as she clings on as much as possible even trying to prevent herself from being turn over and put in a reversal, the effort she puts in and the time she have lost few too many in her record, she have to toughen herself up more, a lot more than a tough cowgirl riding a mad bull, she hangs onto Bryan until the moment he taps out, she gets the two points and just three more points away to win this unique type of match, looking good for her so far, slowly slipping out and release his legs.

"Whew, yata!" She brings her fists up and felt good getting a bit ahead of Bryan, slowly she would get up to her feet as shes covered in bit of sweats, slowly walking on over to him by his side and reaching over to offer him an hand, to help him up before a minute or two break until the match can continue on. "You did good, just not as good as me buddy." she give him a warm smile, being bit cocky but sincere.

The relief was practically immediate the instant Yasei unraveled their legs. Bryan would curl over to his side and cradle the abused knee until the few minutes of relief between rounds started to give the aches in his knee time to subside. Tapping out so early in any match was a new low for the model athlete, exasperated even worse when he glimpsed upward to see Yasei and her thonged rear end directly overhead, the nudish cowgirl pumping her fists in celebration while he was still languishing in pain.

For all the credit he wanted to attribute that fall to Yasei's skills as a wrestler, a nagging thought in the back of his mind kept pestering him that just as much as credit should go to that scandalous outfit of hers. Distracting the hell out of him and making him play catchup since the bell rang...B-RY needed to get his head back in this thing or he may well just lay down and roll over like Yasei keeps pestering him about. Rolling to his sides and on his knees, as pissed as he felt he was still thankful for the assistance and took the helping hand back to his feet. Great, Yasei was being a good sport about everything, now Bryan would look like a douche if he told her off.

"Yeah, yeah...I'll admit ya had me dead to rights there, but unless I'm shit at math I've still got a chance to get back in this thing." His legs wobbled at first but after pacing around the ring Bryan appeared to get most of the feeling back in his leg, waiting for the bell to ring to with his arms extended and eyes unnaturally focused for his usual self.

**Bryan 0..... I got 2 points, long way to go** she thought.

Yasei defeated Bryan only to get 2 pts from submission tap out, now she needs 3 more pts to win the match, as for Bryan, he can easily catch up to her depending how he does it, course she'll have to keep him down and reach for her goal and win this match. It was a good first round to claim her win over him, now she'll have to wait for the bell to ring after their short breaks to catch their breaths, Yasei offers Bryan an hand to help him up, having bit of chat before the match can start.

"Hehe, yeah Im sure you'll catch up in no time, I dont expect you to not get any points at all, that would really, really sucks...... so, do your best, I know I will!" She would shake his hand and backing off a bit, resting awhile until both ready to go, whenever the announcer rings the bell to signal the next round, they should be ready.

Yasei would bring her hands up getting into her wrestling stances and looking right at Bryan for whatever opening she can find, but going for the lock up like before wouldnt do any good for her, so instead, she'll stepping in closer to him and hoping that her foot can aim and kick right at his midsection to start off the second round.

Bryan sighed reluctantly with a shirk and a smile, shaking Yaseis hand back firmly before returning back to his wrestling stance to pace around the ring right along with her. Now it was damn near impossible to hold a grudge against Yasei after the words of encouragement and cordial handshake towards the new guy. For someone who went out of her way to use her flawless curves and supple bod to her advantage in distracting the other guy, Yasei seemed to be on point when it came to general sportsmanship. Mixed messages, to say the least...

Though with the shock factor over her string thin outfit having run it's course, Bryan could finally focus on the match, and, more importantly, the swift kick Yasei was aiming to drive into his gut. His reflexes not quite up to the task of dodging the nimble strike, B-RY grunted and jerked forward but with a slight smirk afterwards, having caught Yasei's leg with the cowgirl having no choice but to hop on one leg now.

The audience was getting riled up from seeing the cowgirl in such a dreaded scenario, Bryan smirking at the crowd and then back at Yasei as if to tease that he was going to go the low road and go for the cheap shot to the cowgirls exposed nethers...but if anything it was just to get a rise out of the audience, Yasei not really having done anything to warrant the punting action...

Instead Bryan would twirl the captured leg to his side and spin the cowgirl in place to show her back to him before stepping in and coiling his arms around her waist in a reverse bearhug. "Heh..had you scared their for a second didn't I?" Bryan spoke directly into her ear before wrenched in the hold with the flexing of his muscles, her perky rear rubbing against his crotch from the heated compression of their sweaty, toned bodies. Even occasionally jostling her to the sides and heaving her off the mat and back to her feet to hopefully drain and wear down the cowgirl even more in the process.

She give him an hand and looking forward to the next round, knowing it'll be much harder than before considered their conditions on their bodies going through, been though rough back n forth but now its gonna get even rougher. Once she helped him up and ready to back off to start off their match, she knows she have to get it going.

As soon the bell rings she went in go the strike hoping that her foot would connects to his stomach but instead he was able to catch it with ease and use it to spin her around which everyone get to see her in every angles, most of em that is until he stopped her from spinning with a hug from behind, squeezing her as he pressing himself against her lovely hot body that all the boys would be so jealous of. "Unnn, no, not at all handsome." she replied while her body being lifted up and back down like hes using her to bouncing around, just showing her breasts that barely able to hold it in, most men in the crowd is thankful for Bryan to do that for them.

But she isnt going to let him have all the fun, she tries to reach over her shoulder grabbing the back of his head as she lifted up, hoping to use the momentum to flip him over her shoulder as shes goes down to the mat, pulling her legs back to a kneeling position to try throwing him over and hope to break out of his hold. "HMPH!"

With Yasei wrapped up this close to his chiseled physique and locked down in the reverse bear hug, Bryan hoped some life would be whittled down from the spunky cowgirl. Thankfully Yasei's light weight frame meant that it was was no big deal to give her the rag doll treatment to rattle her even moreso, hoisting her up, down and side to side enough times to give even the most iron-willed of stomachs a slight case of nausea.

Yasei's bouncing chest and near wardrobe malfunctions gave the hot blooded men in the audience reason enough to cheer, with B-RY regrettably being the only one to miss out. Though the heated body rubbing with her thonged rear brushing up against his package was a more than equal tradeoff in his book.

"Hugh!!" Unfortunately it was distracting enough to allow Yasei's counter to go off without a hitch, flipping the model athlete up and over from one of his heaving lifts. Bryan would land on his back before quickly attempting to roll over on his side and get back to his feet, hopefully before Yasei could capitalize on the well-implemented counter.

"HMMMPH!" Yasei isnt going to let Bryan a chance to win any score to catch up with her even he didnt have any points, but still close behind regardless. As of now she did feel him grabbing hold of her and locking her in but the sexy busty Japanese cowgirl doesnt stay for long and throw him off her back over the shoulder to release her, felt good and light now.

"Oh whew, that feels good." She said as she gets up to her feet rubbing onto her stomach a bit, a close call but no cigar. Thinking of a way to keep the match going by putting her on top somehow, she was going to rush at him as soon he gets to up part ways so she could drop down for the dropkick but instead he went back up to his feet. **Shoot**

Yasei needs to change plan, needs to do something else quickly, hoping she could rush right at Bryan going low aiming to shoulder him in the stomach pushes him back into the nearest corner hoping to pin him in there. "Can you keep up Bryan-san?"

Feeling her cute biceps once again curl around the back of his neck was a precursor to Bryan that he may have fucked up by not just being more aggressive when he had her locked down in the reverse bearhug. Slamming her around or putting the screws to her in a submission would have probably made much more sense considering the cowgirl hasn't exactly been roughed up in this match. Chalk this one up to "following your instincts" not always being the best route to take...

The forward momentum from being flipped over his nimble opponent sent Bryan tumbling forward some before coming to a stop on his backside, holding his dizzied head in his hand. Luckily he was able to tuck and roll a little so his back didn't take too much punishment from the counter. Bryan knew he had to recoup right then and there. Yasei was too slippery and crafty to lose sight of for one damn second. Though as fast as he was at getting back on his feet Yasei was that much more ahead of him, shoulder tackling him in his well-defined abs and straight into the nearby turnbuckle behind him.

"Hugh!!" His abdominal muscles tightened from the driving force plowed into them, Bryan slouching over with his sweat drenched head hanging low as the cowgirl bent over in front of him. She may have been the sole force keeping him from taking a nice comfortable seat in that corner of the ring. Yasei was starting to feel like the read deal here, someone Bryan may just not have what it takes to overcome just yet in his wrestling career...

"Heh...*cough*…glad to hear we're on a first name basis at least..."

Yasei is on a roll with Bryan doing down as shes going on top, doesnt seem like hes able to do much against her when the sexy cowgirl kept going and going pounding on him in the offense, still she have to be caution but couldnt pass up from being confident.

Now with her shoulder slamming into his gut and pushing him all the way into the corner feeling him hunching over her back and slightly shaking her rear end that barely covered by her skimpy red bikini bottom, slowly pulling herself out to take a good look at him. "Heh, not doing well I see?"

She have to be tough, even if Bryan is gonna get a big hurt on the noggin, and thinking of that, she decided to climb up on the second ropes so she could stand stall right in front of Bryan face, holding his head with her left hand and fist up in the air in another, the Japanese Cowgirl tries to rain down some punches right on top of his head. "Sorry baby, 1! 2! 3!"

Bryans arms hung limply over the top ropes like laundry out to dry, his legs extended stiffly out to his sides while Yasei climbed atop the middle ropes to tower over the winded model. Fitting imagery considering how Yasei was constantly coming out on top against him. The tugging strain on his hair jolted him back to his senses, glancing upward before the cowgirl would start making it rain with fist after unforgiving fist. Each successive punch into the side of his face rattled his senses and made the world that much more hazy, though he was still able to make out the audience counting right along with Yasei as she racked up the number of times she pounded away at him.

The assault did have the unexpected outcome of riling up the model athlete something fierce, working though the pain and feeding off the frustration fueled adrenaline to sit himself up slightly without Yasei's attention. He needed to counter this posthaste before she realized knocking him unconscious right then and there would give her the W, a situation increasingly more likely.

"...come on now..." Feeling his way up the back of her smooth thighs, (and copping a quick feel of that plump backside of hers in the process), Bryan would wrap his arms securely around the back of Yasei's legs. Once locked in Bryan acted faster than she could hopefully react by lifting her out of the corner and slamming her back down to the canvas after teetering back and forth for a few scary seconds, with one unexpected result being a headbutt straight to her poor crotch on impact...