Keep up the scores! (Killcarrion)

Yasei already up on the corner with her opponent trapped between her and the turnbuckles and the ropes, pretty much cornering him knowing that she could really put the hurt on him and making him dizzy enough by her fierce punching to the skull, hitting him without much mercy since she cant afford to be soft right now, have to be hard and tough like a rock.

After few punches to the top of his head she was thinking while her fist is still up in the air, thinking of adding more strikes to keep him more dazed but while she was figuring out what to do and it was just a second or two in her thoughts, not expecting him to pull her down by her shapely thighs, and feeling her rear end being brushed, pulling her down pretty hard right down on the mat. "Kyah!" Laying there as her back hurts from such impact, while she was recovering something else is coming, for neither of em would know.

"KYAHH!" She suddenly took a hard headbutt to the crotch since he fell right on top of her from being dizzy and all, she winced in pain trying to roll on her side a bit away from him clutching herself as this doesnt count as DQ or anything, its just an accident, lucky Bryan he is.

The reverberating momentum from the high impact counter slam rebounded Bryan off and to the side immediately after his facial features inadvertently collided with Yasei's red thonged nethers, a sensation he so very tragically couldn't appreciate since his head was still a fuzzy haze from the cowgirls punching bag treatment. He flipped over to lay on his back with his limbs spread out and his exhausted breaths expanding his sweat glistened abs. With both opponents languishing on the mat and taking their time to recoup, the match had come to a standstill for the time being with a slow and steady clap urging the competitors to continue.

With one hand lurching upward to the sky, the model athlete arose from his slumber and back up to his wobbly legs with a groggy posture. Eventually, after blinking away the lingering spots in his vision, B-RY strolled over to the ropes to lean against them for balance. After scanning the ring he noticed Yasei still cupping her crotch and probably cursing Byran's name right at that moment. Between that and the atomic drop from earlier Yasei's pelvic region was having a hell of a day.

"Ah shit...she just, might, maybe think that was intentional..." Bryan quipped to himself while steadily stalking the distressed cowgirl from behind. He'd have to attempt an apology later...but for now he lied in wait behind Yasei until she was back on her own feet.  Biding his time with the audience recognizing his bent over posture with some heightened cheers, the model athlete timing himself perfectly to charge forward and deliver a gut busting spear to Yasei's sexy abs the second she turned to face him.

Yasei couldnt believe herself that she get caught into his powerbomb that thrown her pretty hard right onto the mat that hurts her back and well her head cause the bounces, though that isnt as worst and painful than she thinks, whats even MORE painful that he came down slamming his forehead right between her legs for the headbutt, smacked hard to the crotch that she screams out loud and clutching herself, the referee doesnt seems to DQ Bryan or anything so the match continues.

"Ahhh....." She slowly pushes herself up trying to get back up on her feet, her crotch does hurt but have to toughen herself and push on. Just as she gets to her feet then suddenly Bryan comes charging right at her with no time to dodge as her body still paralyze and get tackled down from his spear. "Oufff!" Her legs kicked out as her body flown back with his shoulder hitting her midsection, once more she gets taken down to the mat.

"Woooo!!!" The rebound of the spear bounced the model athlete back to his knees in a straddling position over the gut-checked cowgirls waist, a guttural holler to the audience to go along with it. The rallying cry brought the people back to his side with scattered applause as they fed off Bryan's enthusiasm now that he was finally giving the crowd something to cheer for after being on the defensive for nearly the entire night. Numerous "B-RY" fangirls in particular screeched their approval as they chanted his signature nickname in unison, Bryan acknowledging their support with a subtle wink in their direction.

"Hey, sorry about that Beautiful, but you were kinda sorta beatin the shit outta me back in the corner..." Bryan quipped as reached down to grasp Yasei's wrist and pull her up to a seated position. Going for the pin would have been what his wrestling coach would have barked at him to do, and from the strength of that spear Yasei just ate she could probably be brought down for a five count. But being down in the scorecard meant Bryan was gonna have to play it smart and go for the more "lucrative" methods of subduing the cowgirl when he had the chance.

With Yasei sitting in front of him, Bryan would coil his muscled pecs around the back of Yasei's head and wrench back in a front face lock with his legs tightly fastened around her slender waist, hoping to squeeze out a submission which would earn him double the points and tie them up!!

Yasei taken down pretty hard by the vicious spear, laying there taking a breather and recover what she can but only temporarily before Bryan getting on top of her going for somewhat for the pin but hes more like straddling on top of her sexy bare midsection, she slowly looking up at him hearing his words. "Ugh, thought you like being in the corner like that."

Before she knows it, her wrist being pulled so that her upperbody sitting up as her head getting pulled under his arm, locking in as well her waist locked by his legs, pulling her head forward locking the sexy Japanese cowgirl in his reverse guillotine lock. "Nghhh!" She tries bringing her hands up hoping to pushes his bare chest or even attempt to rub his pecs just to distracts him for some stimulating desires.

Bearing down on the freshly winded cowgirl with a submission constricting her airways seemed to be the way to go after mowing her down to the mat like that. Bryan suspected that after a gut check of that magnitude and a head butt to her naughty bits, Yasei wouldn't have the wherewithal to mount much of a struggle once he started making it harder to even breathe. And to an extent he was right, noticing Yasei start to caress his muscled pecs and washboard abs in what was probably her only recourse as banged up she must have felt.

"Tch...when all else fails, eh? Know ya want me beautiful...*Hnngh*...but we should probably keep things civil unless...you want this ta become one of those types of matches..." Bryan talked big but he knew he had to buckle down and think unsexy thoughts to stay focused. Not intending to lose even more points from the sexy cowgirl's distracting teases, B-RY summoned the willpower to lean in reverse until his back was laid against the canvas. Yasei remained synched in the headlock and was now laying atop the model athlete, both of his legs keeping their bare torsos pressed against each others while he steadfastly allowed the headlock to slowly drain the life out of the captive cowgirl.

"C'mon sexy...two points ya tap out now...three ya stay stubborn and take a snooze...actually scratch that...stay stubborn, would ya?" Bryan would shake his head to whip the sweat out of his hair, a cocky smile on his face as he sensed what he hoped were some points on his side of the board coming.

Trapped like a cattle wrapped up by a lasso just tied her up in his arm while adding his legs around her slender waist, stretching her neck out and locking in tightly, just squeezing her into his pretty secured submission, extremely hard to get out!

"Urgh Nooooo!" She been struggling a lot and not able to escape from this and hearing him saying he could knock her out which she does remember the knockout points is more than submission, if she does get knockout would put her behind for sure,

"Ohhhh youuuuu unnnnnnnnn......" Her sweaty body pressing up and wrapped in his hold, which she felt his body pretty strong and well fitted too, breasts squishing against his chest and not much she could really do other than forcing herself to tapping on his side, his bare ribs covered by his toned skin, barely shaking her head and tapping out to him. "Okay okay I give, ughh.... let go you."

As he'd come to expect from the ornery cowgirl at this point, Yasei still had enough reserves to buck wildly despite being hogtied like free range cattle. Whatever Bryan had said must have really lit a fire in her belly, her riled up shuffling inadvertently having the effect of rubbing their bare and sweat glistened torsos sensually against each others. The sensation of her cushiony chest compressed against his toned midsection made the increasingly red faced model bear down on the hold even more just for that added, fluffy friction.

"Easy girl, easy~..." Bryan whispered under his breath, rubbing and massaging Yasei's back with his free hand to help settle her down once he felt the fight gradually leave the irate cowgirl. With the pressure on her neck and torso escalating to the point of exhaustion on his part, B-RY was only all too willing relinquish his grip and allow Yasei to slump over to his side once he felt those weakened taps on his rib cage.

He rolled over to lay on his front before lifting himself up to one knee, propping himself up against it while he peered up to the satisfying sight of points lighting up in his side of the scoreboard now tied at 2 a piece. B-RY groaned as he pushed himself off his knee to stand tall over the g-stringed cowgirl before shooting a wink and smile to his swooning fangirls in the front row. After about a minute to rest up Bryan would offer Yasei a hand to get back on her feet and repay her earlier sign of sportsmanship...

"Heh...Damn fine effort, gorgeous. But I do believe this makes me as good as you now, right?" Bryan quipped with a sly grin on his face.

Yasei had to tap out to break up the hold, forcing her to lose to get even score with Bryan that isnt a good at all, its pretty much back to square one but much closer to winner and losing, swing either way. She finally being let go and dropping down on her back to take a breather as for Bryan laying on top of her like a warm blanket

"Huff, you got lucky handsome huff"


She'll wait until Bryan gets off her so that she could take her time to pull up to her feet but he offers her his hand to help her up just like she did for him, what a nice guy. She smile lightly since her neck still hurt and finally up to her feet, looking at him hearing his words made her giggles.


"Oh you're getting there handsome, almost there I would think, but will I'll best you soon enough, a min break then we can go?"

"Hmm?...oh, sure sure...Take all the time you need. Not like I need it though, I'm rarin to go..." Bryan was more than willing to give Yasei more time to recoup and get her bearings straight before proceeding. He probably wouldn't admit it but the model athlete could use the extra time to recover himself, and think of how he intended to keep Yasei from regaining the lead with more of her high speed antics. Their was some blind luck involved that caused him to counter the pummeling he was taking in the corner, the headbutt to the crotch an unintended but welcome side effect of using his head...

Bryan stepped back and used the extra minute or so to limber up and hop in place to help get himself psyched up for the rest of the match. The pain in his head had subsided at this point as he rotated his arms while circling the ring with Yasei directly in his line of sight the entire time. Overwhelming the cowgirl early seemed to be the way to go moving forward, and Bryan intended to just that before Yasei could react in time.

"Hope your ready for Round 3, cowgirl~..." With his arms extended outward and a smirk to his face would inch closer to fake going for a lockup, but would instead aim a swift kick to her toned abs to knock the wind out of her sails as well as the air out of her lungs.