Heather & Alessa vs Nico & Okami

"Oh? That's weird because to me it looks more like you'll be out in seconds!" Heather says as she laughs a bit. She acts as if she has the hold and is keeping it tight easily where in reality, the boy's struggles are actually causing her some trouble. She clicks her tongue as she realizes she won't be able to hold it in much longer. "Hmph! This is too easy I don't want to take you out this way. I think I've weakened you enough!" She says, almost clearly putting on an act as she releases the boy and steps off him.

Alessa rolls her eyes in the corner, easily seeing through Heather's bluff and knowing why she actually let go of the hold. She lets out a loud sigh as Heather quickly turns around a bit annoyed after hearing it. She walks over to Alessa and smacks her on the shoulder, tagging her back in. "Gotta keep it fresh!" She says with a wink. Alessa nods her head, somehow not hearing the sarcasm in Heather's words as she climbs through the ropes and into the ring.

She walks over to Nico and goes to pick him up, if she can do this uninterrupted, she will try to push him backwards into his corner before nodding her head and pointing to Okami. She wants to see what he's made of now, find out how he stands up to her. Heather's eyes widen as she stands in the corner jumping up and down. "What the hell are you doing!!!??? We haaad him!! He was softened up for you and everything!!" She says yelling at Alessa.

The all red-faced Nico would totally fell for Heather's trick, feeling like a hopeless weakling in her holds and not realizing that he was about to break free with his own strenghts.

In any case, while he was standing up he suddenly felt Alessa's soft hands assisting him and then push him into the boys' corner, much to their surprise.

Taking the tag from a worn down Nico, Okami entered the ring and bowed lightly to Alessa. "That was fair of you... but i won't go easy on you in any case". He said, trying to keep the tough guy act. Though, his cheeks were blushing lightly because of Alessa's kindness and loveliness.

Alessa shrugs as Okami bows. She felt it only made sense to test everyone out as soon as possible to make it a good match. "Good." She says in response to the boy's words.

She stand there with her hands on her hips as she watches the boy on the other side of the ring. She waits a few seconds before starting to walk towards him calmly. If she ends up reaching him uninterrupted, she will then crouch down a bit and attempt to send an elbow straight into his gut.

Okami was studying his lovely looking opponent waiting for her first move, so he was ready to receive the attack.
Managing not to get distracted by her teasing wrestling attire was not easy but possible as long as she kept it at just normal wrestling: sidestepping around her to avoid her elbow strike, the silver-haired boy tried to wrap his arm around Alessa's head, going for a standing headlock.
"Good, but a little too much confident maybe..", he commented with a smirk if his maneuvre would succeed, wrenching her head a little in the standing hold.

As the boy sidestepped Alessa's elbow, she went to back away but was stopped when he wrapped his arm around her head. Feeling the tight grip and pressure on her, she lets out a small groan in pain. The surprise of how suddenly she was put into such a position stopping her from immediately going for any counter. This led to her being very slowly drained in the hold.

"Damnit!" Heather said as she slammed her hand on the turnbuckle padding. Feeling as if she's being robbed of her grasp on victory by her own partner, she clicks her tongue watching on.

After a while, Alessa, finally regaining her composure, wraps her arms around the boy's waist. She lets out a little laugh at his earlier comment, knowing that there probably is some truth in it, and twists her feet in a way to solidify her footing. Then, she'll push her feet down with all her strength and attempt to lift the boy up before trying to flip him back in a Northern Lights suplex, keeping the bridge if she lands it to try and start an early pin.

Okami would spread his own legs and flex in resistence as he realized that the girl was trying to lift him.

"Nu-huh..", he smiled down at her, keeping the headlock but not wanting to injure her neck.
Though, he was being the overconfident one this time, and such lack of concentration was going to cost him. To his surprise the girl kept up with this effort and he was finally lifted and suplexed down.

"UNGH...!!", he groaned much in surprise than real pain while the ref started to count him. "ONE....!". Before it moved to the second count, the young wrestler was kicking his legs up trying to break out of the pinfall.

Keeping the bridge on the hold, Alessa took on a serious expression. Hearing the count of one, she felt as if using surprise she might just have the first fall to her team. However as the boy starts kicking her legs, she begins to lose her balance a bit. "Uh..w-wait!" she lets out as her feet slip a bit and she falls breaking the bridge. Landing in a quite different position, she ends up with her bottom on the boy's chest, just under his neck, her quite short skirt providing not much cover as her black striped cotton panties are clearly shown.

Heather's eyes seem to light up as she stands on the apron, a grin coming over her face. "Haha looks like you finally took my advice Alessa, stay there!" She says cheering on the predicament that Alessa's slip put her in.

Alessa props herself up a bit as she sees the positioning she found herself in. Blushing a bit, she tries to play it off as purposeful as she attempts to bring her legs down and wrap her thighs around Okami's head in a sort of front headscissors, bringing his face quite close to her crotch area.

While Okami manages to stop the count, he can't avoid getting pinned under Alessa's butt in such sensually distracting way, which leaves the boy shortb-reathed for a few moments, more than enough for Alessa to move closer and wrap her thighs around his head.

"... w-wait what are you..?.. unghhhh...". Trapped in Alessa's headscissor with his face pulled so intimately close to her, Okami blushes in deep embarassement which grants her more precious seconds to lock her prey inbetween her strong tights.
If she looked down at the trapped foe, Alessa would probably notice the evident look of embarassed concern in Okami's eyes.
"D-Damn....", he would groan starting a quite late attempt at pulling back from her headscissors.

Alessa holds the scissors in tightly as she tries to ignore how close the boy's face is to her crotch. She looks down at him as she sees how much he is blushing. She seems to have a tight grip on him and his embarrassment is making the hold that much easier. Part of her feels as if this is a wrong way to do it but it seems to be working fine so she keeps it locked in.

Heather grins as she watches the events unfold. It seems to be going exactly as she planned and her attire choice for Alessa seems to be adding to it nicely.

As Okami starts to pull back from the move, Alessa reaches up and tries to grab the back of his head, pulling him into the move more as she sits up. "Stay..still" she says as she tries to keep the hold on, however she could be losing grip due to her bit of hesitation from the almost sensual nature of the scissors.

Ataru knows that he is supposed to do exactely the contrary of what Alessa has suggested but he just can't help it: the soft sound of her voice and the mere fact of being trapped into a seductive maid's headscissor do the spell on him, all the way playing in the girl's favor.
His hands, placed on each of Alessa's thighs with the aim to pry them apart are simply laying onto her smooth skin as she unconsciously obeys her suggestion for a slight moment.

Forced to face her lovely opponent while she's sitting on his chest, Ataru won't be able to see if Alessa has crossed her ankles to make the hold firmer and tighter but, but he can feel the increasing pressure of her thighs muscles around his neck.
"G-Gasp...", Ataru's face is now close enough to feel the warmth of Alessa's crotch, realizing that another squeeze would press his mouth and nose into that warmth.