Anne vs Yuki: Detention Match

Victory Conditions- The winner is the first wrestler to handcuff their opponent
Special Stipulations- Wrestlers will be wearing schoolgirl uniforms. The loser is the temporary property of the winner, as per a standard POW match. Handcuffs are positioned near the ring posts. Hentai is allowed.

Anne wasn't sure how she'd let Lily talk her into this. She had shown up to a match on Tension as "Alexis", her alter ego, just once as a gimmick but her manager was convinced that Yuki had taken particular notice of this change. Owing to this the woman convinced her to revive the gimmick once more for her Friction debut. Something about portraying a fall from grace, in either victory or defeat... preferably victory. So here she was: in a catholic school uniform with her hair dyed to its natural golden blonde and tied up in high twin-tails with little bows.

"Now approaching the ring, from Boston, Massachusetts, Alexis Mallory!"

To the obnoxious sound of the Runaways- Cherry Bomb she descended the ramp with a playful skip, waving energetically to the audience. It was a little sickening, being this sweet, but she needed to ham the persona up a little bit. Her white blouse was unbuttoned just a little too low for decency revealing a hint of black lace and more than a hint of cleavage, although her dark bra showed easily through the white material. A plaid, pleated skirt swished around her hips with every skip and step, and when she climbed nimbly up into the ring her white cotton panties flashed teasingly at the crowd. Intentional of course. Finally, below the skirt she wore a pair of knee high socks and white sneakers with pink accents. She'd thought about fighting barefoot, but the socks really pulled the look together... and fighting in stockings alone was slippery business.

Doing her best impersonation of a cheerleader she giddily waved to the audience from center ring before moving to her corner to await her well known opponent. It didn't really dawn on Anne that this was her first Friction match, it was her native franchise but she'd never actually appeared on it before now...

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Yuki double checked to make sure the outfit she had on was perfect for the match. It was a bit strange that she would be in a friction match, but her manager had insisted that the other manager wanted Yuki in the getup. Not that she had any complaints. It fit her very well, she had to admit that, but wrestling in it? That might prove a challenge, considering who she was fighting.

As soon as I Burn Remix by Jeff William was playing, she ran out, waving happily to the Friction crowd, who cheered for her as she made her way to the ring. She gave Anne a wide smile, so happy to be back with her friend.

As her tradition, she held out a hand to Anne, "Good luck, and fight well."

Alexis waited until Yuki had finished her entrance before emerging from her corner and greeted her friend and lover with a cheerful smile, the sort Anne seldom allowed herself. Exuberantly she clasped the offered hand between two of her own and leaned in to steal a quick kiss of Yuki's pale cheek in an obnoxiously cute manner. "You too, Yukes. No worries tonight, this crowd doesn't know who we are... and regardless of how this match goes we both totally win!"

Releasing the girl's hand she took a few dancing steps back and let her ice blue eyes wander over Yuki in her uniform. Damn, she thought, should have thought to insist on one of those sailor school uniforms for Yuki... give this a little East meets West flavor. Too late now. Maybe later. If she won maybe she'd demand that tonight even! "Are you ready for this?!" She bubbled fakely and loud enough for the mic to pick up her chipper affectation.

Yuki blushed a bit, a tinge of red on her pale cheeks as Anne stole a kiss. She knew this bubbly attitude was just an act for the fans, but she saw how sweet and caring Anne can be....well when she isn't doing hentai stuff with other wrestlers.

"I'm ready!" Yuki said happily, getting into a fighting stance, before the bell rang and she walked out to meet Anne. Smiling for a second, she went for the lockup. After struggling for a few moments, she brought her knee up into Anne's stomach once, twice, even three times. Once Yuki was sure Anne was dazed, Yuki whipped her into the corner.

Once the pageantry was out of the way Anne let her voice return to its usual low, smoky tones. And it was in this voice that she would grunt loudly with each knee that crashed into her taut stomach. Time enough in the mosh pits had made her tough, and it would take all three blows before the girl was sufficiently stunned enough to risk the whip.

Blonde tails streamed behind Alexis like banners as she was sent careening towards the turnbuckle. Her body met the padded springs with a dull thump and the expected squeaking that accompanied such meetings. The impact had momentarily knocked the wind out of the rocker turned schoolgirl leaving her hugging the post with one arm and grasping the top ropes with her opposite hand. Shaking her head she tried to collect herself, Yuki had taken an early and decisive lead here and she'd need to step up her game to make a come back... but for now she was just focused on getting her feet solidly beneath her again.

Yuki smiled, seeing that she had momentarily gained the advantage. The plan was to take as much as she could out of Anne before cuffing her. From experience, Yuki could attest that hentai moves were her biggest weakness, and her opponents moves were nothing to scoff at.

Wrapping her arms around Anne's waist, she planted a soft kiss on the rocker's cheek and whispered, "Time to go for a ride hot stuff!"

With a grunt, she lifted Anne up, bringing her crashing down to the mat in a german suplex.

Yuki's body pressed up against her from behind, she could feel her firm breasts against her back as the girl leaned forward to kiss her cheek and whisper sweetly in her ear. The moment of seeming tenderness, and the warmth of their bodies touching even through their uniforms, was enough to coax down Anne's usual paranoia. When the words sunk in and the lift began all Anne could do was desperately claw out for the ring post, but her fingers scratched uselessly at the turnbuckle doing nothing to prevent her brief flight.

Ass-over-teakettle Alexis was carried backwards over Yuki's bridging body crashing her head and shoulders down against the mat with another solid thunk. Long, toned legs were folded up over the girls' body leaving her feet up by her head and white cotton panties fully exposed to the cheering fans. The arena lights circled in the air as Alexis' eyes unfocused leaving her somewhat dazzled. Fearing a chain suplex, a feat not beyond Yuki's ability, Alexis gave a squeaking grunt and twisted herself in the pale beauty's arms. Hopefully it would at least be enough to break the hold, if not it could at least roll them over. Dazed as she was there was no guarantee she would even make it that far, but she had to do something!

Yuki giggled at Anne's little squeak after the suplex had connected. Yuki was planning to try another suplex, when Anne desperately rolled them over, with Yuki still keeping an iron grip on her.

Seeing that her lover was still dazed from the blow, Yuki dragged Anne to her feet, before reaching down and grabbing Anne between the legs, lifting her up as high as she could, before throwing her down to lay on her back on the mat. Yuki gave a thumbs up to the crowd before leaning down to check up on Anne, "Doing ok there?"

Her voice had a bit of concern to it, but she just wanted to make sure Anne was having as much fun as she and the crowd were.

For a moment Anne felt the mat solidly beneath her knees and elbows and thought she'd managed to regain some bearing here, but that proved false. Yuki's strong arms dragged her back to her feet and tossed her back down with a text book scoop slam.

Anne lay on her back staring up at the stars dancing in front of her eyes with a quiet little groan. Her skirt was crumpled up around her hips leaving a clear peek at her panties still available for anyone who missed the show earlier. Writhing slowly she struggled to rally herself as Yuki showboated a little bit above her. At the question Anne blinked as if trying to clear the sparkles from her eyes, or perhaps just trying to figure out what was going on. There was hugging, and then flying and crashing, then she was okay... then she thought she might have been about to get groped, and then more flying and crashing.

Honestly, Anne was actually a little embarrassed by how poor of a showing she was making tonight. But she didn't want to let the fans see that, nor Yuki. So with a groan of effort the rocker rolled herself onto one side, propped up weakly on an elbow, and waved a dismissive hand at her friend. "You... just wait. When the arena decides to sit still I'm going to spank that ass!" She threatened in her affected, squeaky cheerleader voice. It was a hollow seeming threat coming from someone slowly struggling to their feet from the mat. But, the show must go on!

In order to make the match seem balanced, Yuki backed, off waiting for her friend to collect herself. But not before Yuki reached down to give Anne's breasts a tender squeeze, "I'm looking forward to it." she whispered.

Apparently spending so much time with Anne was having the rocker's personality rub off on her.