Manami Kuroda vs. Yuki Onna - Snow and Wolf

Yuki frowned when she saw that grin on Manami's face. There had to be something her opponent was planning, even though Yuki herself had been leading the match since the start. Thinking that she needed to continue on, she would then bend down to grab Manami by her head, forcing her to get on her feet. Whatever she had been planning, Yuki would like to make sure that it wouldn't come fruition.

After forcing Manami to get back on her feet, Yuki would look at the nearest corner, which brought her an idea what to do next. Yuki had been doing this a couple of times in her previous matches, and she would like to do it again. She would hold Manami by her head with both hands as she would drag her towards the corner, planning to send the brown-haired girl head-first into the turnbuckle. It was one of Yuki's more vicious moves that she often used in the ring.

It wasn't only to deliver more damage on her opponent, but also to deliver a message, telling not only her opponent, but also everyone else in the arena that she was determined to seize a victory in a match. And considering that she had been keeping her own momentum since the start of the match, Yuki felt like she would probably win this one.

Yuki had to capitalize on this somehow. That was the only certainty that the Wolf Girl knew for sure as she laid fairly motionless on the canvas. Manami was expecting a hold of some nature. Try and get a submission quickly and pick up a fast, yet incredibly gratifying win. Or at the very least, slow Manami down some.

What she decided to go for was just as good for the latter. Manami was dragged to her feet and brought to the corner, whereupon her face would be slammed over and over into the turnbuckle. And yet, the grin was still there on the wolf’s face. Unyielding and refusing to fade against the harsh torment her face and head were being forced to endure at the moment. It was fast. It was brutal. It was effective.

It was good. Really good. It was something that she hadn’t been fully expecting from her opponent, or at least not this early in the match. Her head being slammed into the turnbuckle over and over kept the wolf dazed for a moment. There was something more to this attack, however. There was a message in each of her strikes. The statement was received loud and clear, both to her opponent and everyone watching. Yuki Onna was not someone to be trifled with any longer.

Except she made one vital error.

Sneaking an arm behind Yuki’s neck, Manami would drop down as her head pulled away from the turnbuckle. The wolf would bring the blue-haired woman’s head down onto her shoulder, hitting her hard with a stunner. Once this hit, it would kill all of her momentum. Stopping her dead in her tracks, like a deer in headlights waiting for the inevitable end to come.

Yuki didn't slam Manami's face into the turnbuckle once, nor twice, but a few times just to ensure that the wolf girl was stunned enough for her next action. So far, everything went well for the azure-haired girl, with Yuki dominating her opponent throughout the match. She was planning to perform a devastating move on Manami next, ensuring her victory early in this match. Yuki felt confident, knowing that for once, she did something right. She would prove those who dismissed her wrong by winning this match.

But, Yuki did not factor the fact that Manami was still capable of countering her even when she had her face slammed repeatedly into the turnbuckle. At first she felt Manami's arm on her back, and the next thing she knew was that she was falling down when her opponent dropped down. And her world shook when she was hit by the stunner, causing her to let out a surprised cry.

"Aaahhh!!"

Eyes widened, Yuki stared at the lights above the ring, not believing what was just happening. The stunner was as sudden as it was painful, causing her head to throb, making it hard for her to focus on what she should be doing in this match. Yuki might be a hard-hitting, fast-striking fighter, but she wasn't made to take such a sudden, devastating attack, which left her stunned for a good while, becoming an easy prey for the wolf girl to feast on.

And down she went. The little ice princess had been keeping things going for a while now, but Manami was getting a bit tired with that. The audience would let out a collective gasp at the sudden reversal, seeing their fair maiden taken to the ground in such a manner. Manami snickered when she heard the girl cry out. This was all too much fun and all too easy.

The girl clearly hit the mat hard from the sound of things, and when Manami turned around, she was very pleased with what she was seeing. Yuki was sprawled out on the ground, looking up at the ceiling without any of her senses to guide her. She looked positively radiant, with the lights beaming down on her idle form in such a way. The light reflected off her pale skin, drawing Manami's eyes and whetting her appetite. Prey ripe for the taking.

Scrambling over to her stunned opponent, Manami would scramble on top of her, turning around and catching Yuki’s cute little head in a devastating reverse headscissor! Of course, she still had to make her pay for all the damage she had just dealt. So with every passing moment, as she tightened her steel thighs around the up-and-comer, the Wolf Girl would send an occasional punch into her gut. Not

She liked toying with her victims in that manner.

In her dazed state, Yuki Onna couldn't push herself to move. The reversal earlier had stunned her quite a bit, making it hard for her to actually do anything. Now vulnerable to anything Manami was planning, Yuki then found herself trapped in a reverse headscissor, and she could feel her opponent's powerful thighs around her head. "Mmrrghhh!!" Yuki let out as she scowled, feeling the pressure from the hold. The tighter the hold, the harder for Yuki to breathe, and she started to gasp, eyes widened as she opened her mouth and stomping her feet on the mat in frantic manner, desperately trying to get some precious air after being deprived of it by Manami's powerful thighs.

And just to make her situation even worse, the wolf girl then sent occasional punches right into her gut, causing her to let out choked noises each time Manami's fist found its way on Yuki's gut. Her face had turned red due to the lack of air, and if this continued, Yuki might not be able to continue, which was something that she would like to avoid at all costs. In her desperation, she would try to slip the fingers of both her hands between her head and Manami's thighs, attempting to push them apart in order to lessen the pressure of the headscissor, hoping that by doing that, she would be able to figure out a way to escape this agonizing hold.

All the while, Yuki thrashed about and struggled as hard as she could. Due to her position, Manami would be able to see her face as she struggled to break free. In her panic as well as being squeezed like that, Yuki didn't remember that they were actually very close to the corner, where she could reach the ropes in order to get a rope break, which only required her to touch the bottom rope with her foot.

Yuki could scream and struggle all she liked as far as Manami was concerned. The wolf wasn’t letting go of her prey anytime soon. Once she sunk her teeth into her prey, she wouldn’t surrender without a fight.

The wolf peeked over her shoulder, trying to get a sense of just how much Yuki was struggling to break free. A toothy grin made its way onto her face as she looked into the girl’s wide, red eyes. She could see the fear building within them. The darting eyes and hazy pupils beginning for freedom. It was a look she’d come to relish in all of her years of fighting.

Not to say that her efforts were entirely in vain. Manami was constantly having to redouble her efforts. The blue-haired girl had some finesse to her techniques. She knew her way around the hold and was giving a serious effort to get out. Her opponent was making some decent headway in getting her legs apart, but it wouldn’t mean anything. Manami decided to up the ante.

Rather than simply continuing with the punches, she would lower herself slightly and begin driving her elbow into the girl’s pale stomach. Her effort was fully commendable, but it would all be for naught the second she ran out of air. That was the one thing that the Wolf Girl was counting on. Then she would move in for the kill.

Until she heard the rope break, and was forced to loosen her thighs.

It was torturous. Yuki was thrashing and attempting to break free as hard as she could, enduring whatever Manami was throwing at her, but with each second, she could feel her endurance ebbing. Even if she managed to get away from the hold, she would be in extreme danger due to her being weakened. When she flailed her legs, she somehow managed to touch the bottom rope, and she quickly press her foot on it, hoping that Manami would let go of her hold now that she got herself a rope break. Thankfully, Manami finally loosened her hold, and Yuki would pull herself out as she would drag herself towards the ropes.

"Gah... *pant* *pant* haa... nnghh..." Yuki breathed heavily, coughing a few times. Her blue hair matted on her sweaty forehead, and she brushed aside some stray locks off of her face. She tried to use the ropes to pull herself up, cradling her hurt midsection along the way. She almost buckled a few times as she rose, but she would finally stand up on her feet, panting heavily while she was leaning against the ropes.

But, she needed a moment to recover, and the only thing she could do at the moment was to defend herself against the hungry wolf girl who would take advantage of her weakened state. Steeling her resolve, she would focus her crimson eyes on Manami, draping her arms over the top rope to maintain her balance. She might be weakened from the brutal headscissor from Manami earlier, but she needed to do more than that to keep her down for good.

Manami started making her way back to feet when she saw just how tuckered out her opponent had become. For all this girl’s bravado, she clearly lacked the stamina to deliver on her promises. That, or Manami’s legs had been getting stronger than she realized.

It was fine either way. The result would be the same no matter how Yuki would try to look at it. So long as she continued to fight, she was destined to fall again and again into agony and despair. If only the blue-haired wrestler would simply realize when she was out of her depth. It almost made Manami feel bad for doing this to her. Almost.

Her prey let her see that she was breathing heavily against the ropes. A fatal error. “Getting tired already, Yuki-san? That won’t do. There’s still plenty more for you to endure.”

This was going to be slow and painful, but the Wolf Girl had to take things one step at a time.

Manami came in slow and close, yet eerily carefree in her approach. She almost looked defenseless as she drew closer and closer to her tired opponent. Whether or not it was all facade, Yuki would never get the chance to tell. The wolf would lunge forward, coming in low and wrapping her arms around the waif’s slender torso. In the next moment, she’d arc her back and throw herself backward, tearing Yuki off the ropes with a belly-to-belly suplex.

The lack of stamina had always been Yuki's weakness, something that she had been trying to overcome for so long, and for the most part, she had been doing well. But, against such a life-squeezing headscissor like the one that she had endured earlier, Yuki had been severely weakened. Sometimes, she cursed her fragile, waif-like feature. No matter how hard she could strike, no matter how agile she could move, her body couldn't take too many hits.

And she also cursed the fact that she had to take too long to recover, Before she could regain her bearing and try to think of a plan, Manami was approaching her in a way that disturbed her. Being a martial-artist, she could read her opponent's moods based on their movement, but Manami moved in a way where she did not present herself as a dangerous adversary, alnost harmless, and yet Yuki knew that danger awaited her the moment the Wolf Girl reached her. This time, she cursed her instinct for backfiring in the worst way possible.

Due to this, she was unable to react fast enough to prevent the other girl from wrapping her arms around her body, bodies mashed against each other as Manami pulled Yuki away from the ropes before she was heaved up, thrown back by Manami with a belly-to-belly suplex!

"Haargnnhh!!" Yuki cried out in pain as she landed on the mat harshly. She would try to release herself from the hold, but the landing sure knocked some wind out of her, and she ended up sprawled on the mat again, chest heaving up and down, long blue hair splayed on the mat. "Gaahh... haa... ha..." Yuki panted, crimson eyes unfocused. It was early in this match, and yet she was already this tired.

Even Manami didn’t believe it could be this easy. One strong effort was all it took to flatten Yuki.

The Wolf Girl gave a wicked smirk as she rolled onto her knees and looked down at the girl, wasting away in her fatigue. The cruel fighter licked her lips, seeing the sweat drip down from the blue-haired girl’s face and onto the canvas. She just loved exploiting weaknesses. Manami stood up and made her way to her prey quickly, taking note of the many immaculate strands from the girl’s precious scalp strewn about the canvas. A slight leer grew on her face. Things were just too easy, sometimes.

Slamming her foot down on some of the girl’s loose strands, Manami would lean down and lift the girl up by her head. Locking eyes with the waif for but a moment, letting her intentions seek in deep into the girl’s being, before releasing her in time for the countout.

"Watch the hair, Kuroda-san!"

Manami would ignore that warning. Her mind was distracted. Thinking of her next strategy, not wanting to let her opponent get away from her so easily. Her eyes drew to her opponent’s hand, clutched in agony and threatening to lash out.

“You have very cute hands.” The wolf would say, leaning down. “So small and...frail.”

That would be the only warning the wolf would give before diving down to catch Yuki’s arm within her claws. As she tucked beneath her limb, she would lift her legs and slam her heels hard onto the girl’s soft stomach and chin, upping the torque right away as she locked in an armbar. With each passing moment, she’d buck her hips up, applying as much elbow

Since she was clearly a fairly quiet girl, Manami just had to wonder how loud Yuki’s voice could go. A scream or two seemed like a nice gauge.