[Standard Match] Elena Walker Vs. Blaise Cameron - Good Vibes All the Way....Or is It?

[Hitman45]

One thing was clear by now, Blaise wasn't to be swayed by the idea of being pressed against the swell of Elena's chest and the man chose to stand this ground. That's all right. It wasn't really meant to crumble his resolve. She would have been surprised if the man really had thrown in the towel, for the prospect of feeling up her bust. The man was here to fight, and a fight is what he was going to get.

As predicted, Blaise managed to glance the barreling left fist, despite feeling the sting and acting according to this particular situation, Elena's knee of the opposite leg followed closely looking to ram into his stomach. But Blaise managed to tank both of those hits undeniably well and saw an opportunity to turn things around.

His arm quickly wrapped over the raised knee and Elena found herself trapped in a headlock as well, feeling the man's sheen slicked cheek-skin graze her own and soon, would be hoisted and slammed backwards, successfully conjuring up a Suplex out of the blonde's offence!

"Aaarrghh!" Elena instinctively rolled onto her side with a grimace, a throaty groan emanating out of her parted oral orifice.

Pushing herself over onto her stomach, Elena would try to rise back up, her moments staggered from the ache radiating outward from the back. This man sure knew how to fight. His awareness and conviction to try such a maneuver was remarkable.

"Nnghh...you're right about that." Elena's voice carried a rasp while trying to push herself back up."I will surely be let down if what you just pulled was simple happenstance...due to the heat of the moment" Elena would look Blaise right in his eyes from below with an eyebrow raised.
"You better back it up, big boy" She spoke with a playful yet challenging tone, now keen to see what this man could do as she tried to hoist herself up.

[CyanDimitrik]

At last, a chance to take the momentum and capitalize. But if he were to do that, he couldn't really sit there and let the moment marinade. He created a pause in her flow - but that's all. If he wanted a real advantage, he'd have to keep at it. So as she speaks, he pivots over with a roll of the hips, ending on hands and knees looking down at her. And for her trouble, the blonde gets a boyish wink - before he's suddenly in motion again.

Kicking off with one leg, Blaise swiftly repositions himself behind her, hips against her rear. One boot plants against the mat as a point of balance and bracing, and his arms quickly lash around the girl's midsection from behind, bringing his toned chest tight against her upper-back, his abdominals against her lower. Arms squeeze inwards against her midsection, at first just to crush inwardly and begin sapping her core strength. Palms press into her ribs while forearms pull inwards into her stomach, biceps flexing with each steady uptick in force and pressure.

The grapple is meant to keep their combined weight pressing down against her arms and legs, daring her to compromise her balance to try to loosen the waistlock bearhug. If she were to topple to the mat beneath him, that squeezing force won't be going anywhere - it'll just be intensifying with little recourse. But ultimately, it's a setup - not the end goal. A moment to keep the pressure on and wear her down, with little expectation that it'll force a tapout or call for KO.

Granted, there's the side benefit of the grapple bringing their bodies tight together again, a point he can't easily ignore. His frame rests flush against hers, front to back, head tucked close against the gap of her shoulder. Each heated exhale beats against her neck, heart pounding against her back. His arms tense and flex, pressuring inwards along her stomach, letting him indulgently feel out the girl's abdominals, his hips pressed hard behind her.

"Still enjoyin' the fight?," he murmurs down to her.

[Hitman45]

Ohhh the man was having too much fun now, laying the blonde flat on her back. Seeing Elena struggled with the gnawing ache while pushing herself up, Blaise was of the opinion that this was the ideal moment to remind her about the tables being turned and ths he greeted Elena with a smug wink.

But no, he wasn't done there. In a flash, the man was gone from Elena's field of vision, much to her bewilderment and immediately after, she felt a pair of sinuous arms snaked around her flat,toned midsection—Blaise. She could also feel his perspiration-laden torso pressed against her back and the hot breath tingling her ears from the man's head nestled in the nook of the neck and shoulder.

"Uffff...." Elena's movements seized, as the pressure around the belly gradually amped up, with the flexing biceps of the lithe wrestler telling of his intention to squeeze the bite out of her. What started as a mild discomfort was soon starting to make way into a steady yet nagging ache, across the waist and though the extemely close contact of their heaving bodies and the rush of hot air into her ears did soothe her to an extent, Elena could feel her stomach muscles struggle under the weight of such pressure.

Her breaths started to sound heavy and forced, owing to the air being squished put of the lungs little by little. And the man chose the perfect spot to trap her, right when she was about to get up. Elena couldn't try to use her arms to pry away Blaise's, risking her balance and potentially leading to a worse predicament. She had to endure and power through it and that's what she was going to do.

With a huff, nostrils flared, Elena would try to continue hauling herself up, her arms straining and legs quivering and Blaise clinging to her was one thing, but squeezing her belly while doing so would hinder her progress to a large extent. But Elena wasn't one to back down from a challenge, especially here where both of the wrestlers were eager to one-up the other.

"Nnghh...You..seem to..ungh... be enjoying this...more than..mmhh..me" Elena smirked, though the strain from the effort was evident in her speech.

The fight, which had begun in the centre of the ring now found itself nearby the ropes and should Elena successfully get back up, with Blaise in tow, she was going to thrust her body backward with a grunt, hoping to ram Blaise into the turnbuckles!