Rose and Thorn vs. Yuto - Lemons Into Lemonade

”Bullshit.”

That was Thorn’s immediate reaction to Yuto’s protest, and she felt it was earned. Maybe he didn’t want to admit it out loud, but there was no fooling any dominatrix worth her salt - she came across far too many guys like this to not recognize one when she saw him, knew that look in his eyes. He might’ve cried out and moaned and fought on the inside, but inside? Seventh heaven.

She had much more to say on the subject, but it would have to wait. Five minutes, to be exact. ”Time’s up.”

Thorn slid her lips against each other, licked the dryness off them, then gave Yuto a quick pat on the forehead as she pushed up. ”Hold that thought, back in a bit.” She dipped down to give his crotch one, final teasing rub, before she stood up all the way. ”And don’t go giving Rose the soft treatment off the bat. Make her work for it, too.”

Thorn sauntered back to their corner with a knowing grin, and promptly tagged Rose in, clearing way for the redhead to slip in through the ropes...

"Nnghh..." Yuto tried to suppress his moan for a bit as Thorn gave him a parting rub, her pat on his head made him blush a little.

He panted for a bit then slowly picked himself up. Saved by the bell? Well not exactly. He still had to figure out what sort of approach Rose had. The boy took a deep breath and observed his new opponent for a moment, partly to calm himself down a bit after the treatment he received from the woman's partner just a moment ago. Something told him that trying to surprise her like he did against Thorn wouldn't work too well, so he'd just circle around her for a bit, trying to look for an opening.

If Rose was the least bit intimidated by Yuto’s presence, she didn’t show it. Quite the opposite, in fact.

She circled him as he circled her, the two of them tracing each other’s steps. She moved with a calm stroll, her arms crossed just underneath her breasts to prop them up. She barely even looked at him, keeping her face forward as she walked and only looking at him on the periphery. Giving him the bare minimum when it came to attention. A trifle.

After a few moments - and the crowd growing restless - she tilted her head his way. ”You seem a little hesitant, Yuto. Not afraid of me, are you?”

"Yeah? You're not making a move either, despite me already taking some hits from your partner and all..." Yuto smirked.

Even if he's going to lose, that didn't mean he'd just rush in and get himself kicked by his opponent. Just like how he managed to surprise Thorn a little earlier, he wanted to do the same with Rose.

Yuto inched himself closer to his opponent, and when he felt that the woman was in his range, he'd throw a fake punch to startle her a little. If she raised her arm to try blocking the punch or something, then Yuto would instead attempt to grab that arm instead so he could pull her into a side headlock or something.

Hm. Backtalk. By all rights, Rose should’ve been offended by his little comment, should’ve taken his smirk as a challenge, but she didn’t let it bother her - not outwardly, at least. She smirked and returned his own gesture, not bothered by the challenge. He had a little rebellion in him? Good. It was just something else for her to squash.

”I’m just being patient. Admiring your body before I get through with it, committing it to memory. But if you truly want me to engage…”

She had just stopped moving and was preparing for something aggressive, when he cut her off and moved in, throwing a punch her way. It wasn’t quite what she expected - from what she could tell, the man wasn’t much of a striker. It was enough to slip past her defenses, and catch her in a side headlock.

Cute. ”Nice try.”

It was a good effort, but it was going to amount to nothing. Less than nothing, really, because Rose’s response was immediate - she planted her feet, jerked back, lifted Yuto overhead, and proceeded to bring him up and over in an arc, slamming him with a Northern Lights Suplex.

Hm. Backtalk. By all rights, Rose should’ve been offended by his little comment, should’ve taken his smirk as a challenge, but she didn’t let it bother her - not outwardly, at least. She smirked and returned his own gesture, not bothered by the challenge. He had a little rebellion in him? Good. It was just something else for her to squash.

”I’m just being patient. Admiring your body before I get through with it, committing it to memory. But if you truly want me to engage…”

She had just stopped moving and was preparing for something aggressive, when he cut her off and moved in, throwing a punch her way. It wasn’t quite what she expected - from what she could tell, the man wasn’t much of a striker. It was enough to slip past her defenses, and catch her in a side headlock.

Cute. ”Nice try.”

It was a good effort, but it was going to amount to nothing. Less than nothing, really, because Rose’s response was immediate - she planted her feet, jerked back, lifted Yuto overhead, and proceeded to bring him up and over in an arc, slamming him with a Northern Lights Suplex.

Yuto managed to catch Rose, for like, a few seconds at best. The woman's reaction was something he didn't expect, as she flipped him over instead, sending him crashing unceremoniously to the mat!

"Gah...!" the boy groaned and tried to roll away as quick as he could, knowing that staying down for too long only meant further trouble for him.

Rose had busted this move out a few times before, during sparring sessions...with Thorn. It wasn’t easy, but she could do the move on the heavy woman and execute it quite well, so long as she made sure to properly brace and engage the right muscles, not put too muc strain on her back.

Needless to say, but Yuto was a good deal lighter than Thorn, so the impact was, well, resounding. She brought the boy down hard, enough to shake the ring and give them a good bounce, and he went rolling away afterwards to make some space. A smart move. It wouldn't work, but a smart move.

Rose popped to her feet with a sweep of her leg and gave chase, moving after him with a couple of long strides to close the distance. ”No, no, no.” She shot her hand down and snagged a handful of his hair, using it a rough handhold to lift him back to his feet. ”Stay a while. We’ve still so much to share, Yuto.”

With him up, she grabbed him by the wrist, yanked back, and twisted her body about to send him running towards the furthest corner, launching him with an Irish Whip.

"Agh!" Yuto felt his hair were yanked, although before he could protest, Rose already whipping him somewhere else.

He saw the turnbuckle being his destination and clicked his tongue. At the speed he went in, being able to turn around his body and let his back took the crash instead of his front was already difficult enough.

The boy did manage to do so in the end, but the impact of the collision left him a little dazed. Yuto could only pant and look for Rose, knowing that the woman was far from done with him...

Opponents often made the mistake of thinking that Rose was slow. It wasn’t hard to see why - her outfit looked like it was made to stunt speed, the kind of clunky wear that would have been difficult to walk in, much less maintain a solid sprint. In truth, while it did take some getting used to, it was far from unmanageable. It required patience, experience, and drive, three qualities of which Rose was not in short supply.

She displayed her speed as she dashed after Yuto, staying in his shadow as the young man ran ahead. When he turned around, she did the same, and slammed her back against him in the turnbuckle with her full weight and momentum.

The usual procedure for such a move was to walk forward after the impact and allow him to fall. Rose did no such thing. Instead, she planted her feet and pinned him in the corner, pressing her backside into his ass with a little grind for emphasis. She leaned back and let her bare back mold into his, while she craned her neck back and let her head rest on his shoulder. 00]”Enjoying yourself, Yuto?” She nuzzled against his face, and reached to her side, running a hand down his leg. ”I know I am.”