Tara Jaeger vs. Prayuth Sakda - Ain't That a Kick in the Head

[BlackAkuma]

It might’ve been a little too early to think about ending things with a knee strike to the face - which this move had a lot of potential to do, if Prayuth was lucky - but he saw it as a badge of honor. Tara struck him as the sort of woman who would not appreciate him holding back, ever, so he was going to give her the whole Sakda Experience. That meant all the knees, all the elbows, all the strikes, the whole array of weapons he had at his disposal.

Besides, the sooner he got her down, the sooner they could get to the really fun stuff.

That might have to wait for a while, though, as Tara would prove to be a bit more slippery than he’d expected. She ducked under the knee - okay, no big deal, he could adjust. But when he spun around, he found himself eating a first class roundhouse to the face, one that left him stunned. Now it was his turn to language in the corner, as he leaned on the pads and shook his head, struggling to get his bearings.

[Bare]

Safe to say Tara was counting her lucky stars that her evasion worked, that knee looked nasty and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of it anytime soon. Looking up as Prayuth crashed into the corner Tara wasted no time chasing after and crashing her leg right into his face seemingly stunning him! Smirking at this Tara would pull her leg back before grabbing him by the shoulders and pushing him down and at an until his upper back was resting on the middle ropes.

If done then Tara would reach down to his legs, lifting them up and draping them over the opposing side of the middle ropes on the other side of the corner, hopefully to leave him trapped and helpless hanging there! Smirking Tara would look down at his torso, gently running her fingers over his abs.

"Mhmmm me like." Tara said in a low husky whisper that she was confident only Pray would be able to hear before raising her hand and slapping his stomach before backing up a few feet... and then running forward, leaping up and bracing her foot on the middle ropes by Pray's head to push up and gain some extra altitude but turning mid air, aiming to come crashing down on Pray's stomach with a hip drop!

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[BlackAkuma]

Tara had a damn good kick. Pray could say that with no small amount of confidence, too - how many times had he been kicked in the face? A lot. More times than he wanted to count. All those hits, and he couldn't remember the last time one had left him so stunned - quick, clean, crisp and deadly.

He was so stunned, in fact, that it was all too easy for her to come in and work him into the ropes, forcing him to lay across them in a weird position. He was more taken off guard than anything - yes, he was new to wrestling, but this seemed unorthodox even by those standards.

”Hey, what is this?” He shook his head as he came back to his senses and struggled, trying to free himself from the ropes. He could likely do it if he had enough time, but it was awkward as all hell. [color=#8000000]”Why are you-”[/color]

The answer to his unfinished question came soon enough, as Tara leaped up and dropped her - admittedly fine - ass right on his stomach, driving hard into her chest, knocking her out of the ropes, and driving him into the canvas with her on top. Pray’s hardened abs were better able to take this than most, but it still hurt like hell and left him gasping on the floor as he cradled his side.

”Ugh, that sucked.” He groaned and rolled over to his knees. ”Kind of hot, though, won’t lie.”

[Bare]

Successfully landing her hip drop on Prayuth's stomach Tara would drop down onto her feet and smirk confidently as she stood tall and looked over her shoulder down at her fallen opponent.

"Heh, if you thought that wasn't hot you haven't seen nothing yet." Tara said before suddenly popping her hips back to lightly bump her but right into Pray's face and give a little shake before she burst forward, running from this corner to the opposing, only to turn and run right back, spinning in place as she did so to drive her ass into Pray's face for a much harder hip attack!

Twisting her ass into his face once more she wouldn't be done as she ran forward, again, turning at the opposing corner and running back, but not for another hip attack, this time raising her leg up to deliver a face wash kick to Pray's face!

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