Trista-Ayane vs Okami-Ataru (finished)

Unexpectedly, Okami was not done yet.. and he complied with Ayane's movement, so that he would hopefully roll up on top.

Surprised herself, the ref-girl stopped her count and started counting Ayane, though it was improbable that Okami had enough streenght left to hold her down for the 3 count pin.
"ONE..."

"What?" Ayane was suprised that Okami had winded up on top. She would kick out, get up, and if Okami was on his knees, she would run to the ropes, deliver a dropkick, and then go for a pin.

"Ungh..!" Ayane's dropkick connected and Okami went down for the count. Though, as the ref went: " ONE...TWO,", he would suddenly twist himself and lift one shoulder off the mat, groaning and panting as he still was underneath Ayane's warm body, meekly trying to sneak away.

Ayane was quickly thinking about a way to pin him down, and she thought of one. She got on top of Okami, with her legs on either side of his waist, in a laying position on top of him, pinning his shoulders down with her arms, and locking his legs with hers, and planted a kiss on his lips, knowing with less air he would not struggle as much, or that he would be destracted long enough to not try to kick out. "ONE...."

"mm..? m-mff......". Okami's eyes widened for a slight moment at Ayane's demanding kiss, then they would half-close in delighted surrender, as the girl tamed her pinned prisoner by sucking the air out of him.
Apparently, his fate was sealed as he moaned feebly, his arms moving softly along the mats.

"MMMM!" Ayane started to slighly moan, enjoying the kiss that she had on her opponent, grinding her hips against him a little, because of her enjoyment, she was really hoping that the ref would not care. "TWO...."

"mm..mm..." Okami moaned in meek, aroused helplessness as Ayane grinded and kissed him wantingly. The boy was all hers, conquered and unresisting. Yet.. the third count was not coming.

Eventually, the ref-girl went to lightly tap Ayane's shoulder, blushing a bit as she indicated a rope-break: during his squirmings, Okami had luckily grabbed the lowest rope with a hand, probably without even realizing it.

"What...awww!" Ayane realized why the ref girl had tapped her shoulder, and broke off the pin. "It's not your fault that he's stubborn, just watch him now!" Ayane had said, dragging him to the middle by his legs, truning him over and started to try to apply her move the seaweed tangle.

Poor Okami looked dazed and helpless, his face blushing from the prolonged kiss as Ayane dragged him to the middle like a doll, not even acknowledging his feeble squirmings as she would turn over the weakened boy and easily put him in her hold.

The painful, straining sensation kind of revived the trapped boy as he squirmed in Ayane's clutches, at the same time being embarassed at how her sweaty thighs were squeezing his arm and her warm breathing was teasing his ear and neck.
"N-nhhhh....", he clenched his teeth, unwilling to give up, but helpless to escape.

"You are a tough one Okami, but I need to win!" Ayane had said, pulling on his arm to add more pressure to the opponent's arm, and accidently pulling his arm into her sweaty thigh even more, kind of grinding against his arm.