The Bolt and The Body: Aiden Bolt vs Dolores Reyes.

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Aiden couldn't help but find his sympathy waning from that glare. It wasn't HIS fault he was completely dominant for the past few minutes. She just needed to wrestle better. Fixing his glove, he got right back down to his stance, bent down and his arms outstretched while he waited for Dolores to make her move so he could shut her down.

Wasting no time, the Tornado used his size to try and bully The Body (ironically). Jumping down low to hit a low dropkick aimed at her leg to get her down to one and attempt to run the ropes to show the crowd (and her), that nobody called him Aiden Bolt for nothing! Running the ropes in a sprint, passing her more than three times, each time faster than the last..until..the Thunder hit!

With a loud BANG!, Aiden had aimed for the kneeling Body's head as he caught most of the move with a knee to the back! The crowd on their feet if Aiden had managed to get all of it!!

[BlackAkuma]

Lola was starting to hate this man.

She hated this crowd, with their silly little chants. She hated the referee, who was always moving around her and getting way too close. She hated the way the canvas felt on her bare feet, the way she was working up a sweat from exerting herself, and the way lights were blazing down on her skin.

But most of all, more than anything, she hated this idiota and his silly little carrot top. Bouncing around the ring, moving around, her patience finally gave out, and she lunged for him, just trying to grab the bastard. Big mistake - she wound up running straight into a kick on her leg, bringing her down to her knees with a shriek.

She hissed, gritting her teeth at the pain, as Aiden began dashing around the ring. Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth, turning into a blur, until-

Well, she wasn’t exactly what happened, but it involved something hitting the back of her head at high speed, knocking her forward, dead weight down. She flopped flat on her chest and stayed there, laid out, looking not unlike she’d just been through a hit-and-run. Felt like it, too.

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Aiden's expression was almost imperceptible with his hair covering his face from the sheer speed of the move! Almost running right through poor Dolores! Sitting cross-legged on the mat, he seemed almost bored as he pushed a bit of hair from his bangs that seeped down to his face with a swipe, grabbing the middle turnbuckle, while he stood back up!

Feeling as though the match was over, Aiden felt like he could have a bit of fun with a pin fall victory. So in typical fashion of him, Aiden would outstretch his hands, giving his typical psycho smirk as he fell backwards...

And gained impact with him falling towards the downed Body, making sure her shoulders were down the mat while he hooked her thick leg for a pin!

[BlackAkuma]

Lola hated this. She hated all of this on a molecular level. She hated how the crowd was cheering Aiden on while she - the hot, spicy Latina they should have been rooting for - got flattened. She hated that this guy didn’t give her any space to try and work him over, and instead just went for the jugular, like this was supposed to be an actual fight. She hated the smell of the canvas, the feel of it against her face, and the sweat rapidly accumulating on her body.

But, more than anything, she hated Aiden, and she hated him even more when he flopped on her body like it was a fucking beanbag and pinned her to the floor, starting up the count.

”1…!”

She gritted her teeth, hissing at the pain, hating the feel of his body against hers. This cheeky little fucker thought it was that easy, huh? No, she wasn’t the best wrestler. She wasn’t trained like he was. She didn’t watch matches when she was a kid, she didn’t hang out on message boards and follow her favorite wrestlers on Instagram, she didn’t know all the stupid made-up names for all the stupid made-up moves.

”2…!

But she did have one thing going for her: Rage. That, and extremely thick thighs.

The referee’s hand was just coming down for the final count when she lifted fher shoulder, brought her leg up, grabbed him by the hair, and pulled him in between her thighs. Lola let out a feral shriek as she sprung the trap, clamping down on his midsection with her deadliest weapons and trapping him with a crushing bodyscissor, locking it in with her ankles so hard that you could hear the slapping flesh.

100%, right from the start, he was getting all of it. ”Fucking suffer, you little shit!”

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In Aiden's defense, the match seemed to be as good as over for Dolores and him! Basking in the spotlight heat as he hooked a leg and pointed to the sky as he managed to get in one more taunt for his subsequent win, the crowd silent in anticipation for the match to be over or to continue..but there was no way Dolores kicked out of that? But wrestling always surprises you!

And Aiden FOR SURE was surprised when she lifted her shoulder up for a 2-and-a-half count and EVEN MORE surprised when she grabbed at his hair, The Five Foot Tornado frantically trying to get his hair untangled from The Body's grasp! His energy was being exerted even more when he heard that banshee scream as his eyes widened while his midsection was inclosed by The Jaws of Life in human form!

"Agh.."

Poor Aiden whimpered and whined in the body scissors, Dolores's hair pulling making the submission even more unbearable than it already is! But that was ok! He was caught off-guard! He just needed to get himself to the ropes. However, that proved to be a herculean task for the FIve Foot Tornado, as his size difference proved to make this more of a disadvantage than an actual advantage!

[BlackAkuma]

Of all the many men Dolores had crushed between her legs - and, god, there were so many - she had to say, Aiden might just have been the most satisfying for her. Ever.

Unlike some of the slobs she’d crushed, he had a small, fit body, which meant that she could get her legs all the way around him and exert true, relentless pressure, really crush his form between her thighs and exert her full power. That was a rarer thing than many would’ve realized. She could put headscissors on just about anyone, but she craved the ideal fit when it came to crushing the midsection.

It was almost too good as she nearly lost herself in the ecstasy, flexing her thighs, powering into him with pulses of power, chewing away on his tender muscles. She lost herself in the moment, and only came back when she noticed he was moving of his own accord, heading towards the ropes.

It took her a moment to realize what he was trying to do, but it kicked in soon enough. She snarled, planted her palms on the mat, and shuffled her way back towards the center of the ring, dragging him away and giving him a few punishing squeezes into the ribs, both to punish him and force more air out of his lungs.

No escaping. This was over when she decided it was.

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Her legs felt like death for the Five Foot Tornado. As if Aiden was a car door and Dolores's thighs were the Jaw of Life. Her thighs seemed to blast through Aiden's defenses like nothing as The Body removed his only way of escape, leaving him stranded in the middle of the ring as he futilely reached out for the ropes, so far yet so close. Each flex of her thighs felt like a nutcracker, cracking the outer shell of Aiden's walnut as his face was strewn up in pain.

Aiden seemed to keep himself afloat with either a pure fighting spirit or just the stubbornness to not give up. But slowly and surely, Aiden would soon succumb to Dolores Reyes's body scissors. Aiden slapped his hands against The Body's thighs, reluctantly submitting against the ruthless submission!

Tap

Tap

Tap...

The referee seeing the tapout, ran to the time-keeper, signaling for the bell to ring!

[BlackAkuma]

No ropes. No cute little counters. No turning this into some comeback and rallying the fans.

No, Lola was crushing this little bug, here and now. Her legs hardened, turning into steel pylons, as she exerted an unwavering pressure into his midsection. He was the best sort of body to squeeze: Small and skinny. With fatter, thicker prey she could only feel their skin, could never cut all that deep. Aiden was so thin that there was nothing to keep her thighs away from his bone, and she could feel the organs shifting about as she encroached. She swore, her thighs could almost touch each other…almost…

She was driven out of her revelry by the sound of the bell, and it took her a moment to register why - he’d been flailing about, but he’d also been tapping out. The match was hers, she’d won. As irritating as all this was, it had at least resulted in her first win with LAW. She should’ve been satisfied with that.

And yet, somehow, she wasn’t.

Lola relaxed her legs for a moment, just long enough to let Aiden’s innards slide back into place all at once, then locked her legs again and powered down with renewed force, every bit as unrelenting as before. She bit her lip and savored the sensation of his body giving way between her thighs and let out an ecstatic, even as the referee came over and frantically pushed at her shoulder, trying to get her attention.

What Lola wanted, Lola got, and Lola wanted Aiden to sleep.

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CANCELED