Date Night

[Teenwrestler]

Unlike most wrestling couples, Ami and Bryan did not have a competitive wrestling dynamic when it came to wrestling each other in the ring. No, it was quite the opposite. Bryan wanted his Baby Blue to succeed and Ami wanted her Bry-Bear to be the best male wrestler in the business. So when the two did compete against each other in the ring, there was a lot more cuddling and a lot less wrestling. Of course, it was not all cuddles and hugs and sometimes the two would get a bit rough (although not too rough) just to make sure the other was on top of their game.

As Ami wrapped her legs around his waist and straddled his crotch, she could feel his manhood poke her while she licked her lips and looked down on him rather devilishly. The two soon kissed and then Ami decided to lock him in a rather not-so-playful guillotine choke and tighten the scissor around his waist. "Ohoho oh my~ such a distinguished gentlemen" Ami cooed in his ear, licking his cheek while snuggling herself against his front while tightening the hold even more. "Why don't you submit? I really dont like hearing you moan and struggle like that- well at least when it comes to wrestling" she giggled. Bryan managed to push up to his knees and get back up to his feet before charging forward into the turnbuckle to drive her back into the turnbuckle.

"Owwwwww!" she moaned as she was forced to release him and then settle in the corner, leaning against it.

[killcarrion]

Whether it's within the wrestling ring during a typical spar like today or locked behind the bedroom doors for a distinctly more lascivious rumble within one of their swanky apartments, the modeling icons had reached a mutual understanding not to risk any maneuvers that outright targeted their precious faces if they could help it. Especially considering their jaw-dropping beauty and rugged handsomeness was their literal moneymaker as professional fashion models. Hence why throughout this spar itself the amorous couple were latching onto each other with one flirtatious submission after another. A pace that Bryan didn't necessarily mind since his Baby Blue was certainly turning up the heat once latched onto him in the guillotine choke with whispered words into his ear and nuzzled licks against the side of his face.

Summoning the wherewithal and concentration to circumvent his predicament was no small feat given how alluring it was to even have his cranium cranked down upon underneath his girlfriend’s arm, but it was one which Bryan was determined to achieve as heaved out ragged breathes throughout his ascension. All strength directed towards barreling ahead into the corner turnbuckle, earning B-RY his freedom as he straightened out his posture with a groan once Ami was slackened against the padded cushions. "Whew...taste a bit salty yerself there, Baby Blue. But what kinda boyfriend would I be I didn't make my HoneyCat work for the pleasure of my company~..." Bryan teased with a smooth kiss taken against his lover's lips before starting to backpedal, attempting a leaping splash from the middle of the ring.

[Teenwrestler]

The intensity of the match was somewhat a mixture between "highly competitive and playful couple wrestling" as neither of them really wanted to hurt each other but at the same time wanted to make sure that either of them was ready for competitive action should another tag team be foolish enough to challenge them to a match. Of course, it was hard focusing on just pure wrestling when a lady was wrestling her handsome boyfriend and of course the two took every chance they could to sneak in a few smooches or show signs of haughty affection.

Ami seemed to be on the front foot for most of the spar but she was sure that her man was taking it easy on her but perhaps that was going to change soon. Trapped in the supermodel's submission, the male model would carry his baby blue and then pick up speed, ramming her back into the corner which earned his freedom as she let his head go and slumped into the corner, moaning in pain. Bryan would then kiss her lips as she gently returned the favour, placing her hand on his cheek while they soon parted lips

She moaned in pleasure before suddenly shrieking in pain as he backed up and did a leaping splash from the middle of the ring to flatten the supermodel in the corner between the turnbuckle his his hunky body!

[killcarrion]

Bryan couldn't deny that sometimes a little competition between them here and there helped add some spice to their impassioned relationship. And now that both elite supermodels were sufficiently warmed up in more ways than one, B-RY figured it was about time to dial matters up a notch if he intended to drive home tonight in his lavish corvette with his Baby Blue beside him and handsome head held up high knowing he scored a freshly earned win between them. Overwhelming Ami with the fashion models summoned strength earned him his freedom from her stifling submission, and after some brief backpedaling Bryan would come sprinting ahead into a vaulting splash that sandwiched Ami between his rippled physique and a hard place.

Bryan exhaled on contact and opted to encircle his arms around Ami's head to keep her beautiful facials buried against his defined pectorals. A sweat-swathed compression between them and pec smother he figured was payback for her doing the same to him earlier. "Turnabout is fair play and all~...C'mon honey. My Baby-Blue deserves only the best~..." Bryan smirking as he started pacing backward once again only with Ami in tow thanks to the embrace around her head, but once in the middle of the ring she'd have her head situated down between B-RY's legs. A few seconds spent caressing those succulent thighs and bodacious backside of Ami's~...before tightening his arms around her waist and hefting her up onto his shoulders for an attempted sit-out powerbomb.

[Teenwrestler]

Being pressed against her handsome boyfriend in a tight spot was never a bad thing but Ami could not deny that it wasn't as pleasant when it was done with a little bit of force behind it. Bryan showed his strength by first escaping the submission by thumping the supermodel back in the corner and then flattening her again in said corner when he took a few steps back and smacked his body up against hers. Ami would let out a whimpered moan as she leaned against him, while the male Idol would wrap his arms around her head and press her face against his pecs for a pec smother. "Mmfmfmf!" she moaned and mumbled, her hands pressed against his shoulders to push back while she frantically slapped his back and waved her arms around in the air.

Meanwhile, Bryan would enjoy this payback but would still sweet talk his woman before pacing backwards a bit, using the grip of her head to pull her down between his legs and clamp them around her head. "W-wha? Nonono" Ami protested before she was pulled up over his shoulders. Ami would wrap her legs around his neck but Bryan had other ideas and would quickly bring the supermodel back down to the mat in a thunderous sit-out powerbomb!

*THUD*

"Gaaaaaaaah!" Ami cried out loud in pain, curling over to her side and clutching her lower back in pain.

[killcarrion]

Bryan knew that the rest of the night would be dedicated to affectionately sweet-talking his Baby Blue with copious massages offered to assuage any sore feelings and bruised egos once he winds up walking away with a victory tonight. Just one of those obligations that comes with being a bodacious boyfriend and a habit he learned from previous relationships. And he figured it was a small price to pay anyway to score a win over his scrumptious lady friend and former world champion, he might add. The Model Athlete wasn't sure what Ami had to complain about though when she was being muffed against what Vogue magazine rated as the Studliest Physique in the world three years running. Scores of other ladies would be dying to be in Ami's position right now.

Although in all likelihood those same fangirls wouldn't be too thrilled about taking part in what happened afterward as Bryan situated his girlfriend in the middle of the ring and executed a picturesque powerbomb. Bryan landing comfortably on his backside with his legs splayed out as his superstar GF writhed around the ring, thinking there was no better time to score that cherished victory as he then swiveled around and shuffled Ami onto her back. Hooking one of her flaccid legs into the air with his pectorals mushed against her squished pair in a pin attempt that was just as romantic as it was commanding. "Sorry, babe. Ya told me not to take it easy on ya. Still gotta say, even now, you're still a knockout beauty~..." Bryan whispered with a smirk against her lips.

[Teenwrestler]

Certainly there was a lot more room to breathe in the pec smother than he would have had in her breast smother, but she certainly felt the hardness of his pectoral muscles grind against her money making model face! It was no secret that the supermodel did not appreciate her face being the target of her opponent's move but in case of her boyfriend and being mushed against his divine muscles, she would certainly make an exception! However, it seemed that Bryan was serious about upping his game because the playful wrestling moves had ceased and he began to dish out some real power moves.

After shoving her head in between his legs, Bryan hoisted Ami up over his shoulders before smashing her back first to the mat for a rough powerbomb! Ami was left howling in pain as she clutched her back and tried to roll away but Bryan was not having that at all because he soon would shuffle the supermodel over onto her back for a pinfall. Bryan would hook her legs into the air with his chest pressed down onto her breast, with his eyes gleaming down onto hers.

"Owww...that hurt" she mewed but it seemed like the male model forgot one important thing! Which was to count! "Ugh you do realize you need to count if you're pinning right?" Ami would say, laughing through the pain as she managed to kick out and bring a shoulder up regardless.