Yasha Love Vs. Shiki

Yasha let out a soft coo as the kissed, opening her mouth to let her tongue slide out and probe the punk. It was rather enjoyable and the perfect cap to a very exhilirating match. Her eyes fluttered as she pressed in and pressed her breasts onto Shiki's. She held the kiss for an inappropriately long time before pulling away just enough to leave a small trail of saliva connecting them.

She looked into Shiki's eyes before whispering. "Welcome to the AFW." She smiled and then stood up and raised her fist to the roaring crowd. "Love Shines!" She bellowed.

"Forever Heart!" They shouted back and Yasha took a running start and leapt over the top rope and walked out of the arena leaving with her fist pumped high into the air.

It would have been several seconds before Shiki offered more than a few blinks as she laid motionless along the mat—the bittersweet taste of Yasha's saliva still fresh on her lips. Aside from fatigue, every bit of the youth's form had seemed to ache for her to act; to shout, to scream, to do something. However, none of that would change the outcome of this night. Finally, a deep sigh left the youth's lips as both of her palms came to press lightly across her eyes, her sweaty figure still sprawled across the mat. It was hard to say exactly how the young wrestler would cope with such a thorough defeat, even if it was her first match.

" 'Welcome to the AFW'... Tch. Yeah, right. " Shiki couldn't help but scoff before giving a bitter chuckle. It would be at least a few more minutes before the punkette could muster the energy to drag herself out of the ring.

Yasha Love wins via submission!