John Carnaby vs Xenia Savalas - Marble and Steam

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John was going to admit he had to see if he could get with Xenia post match, well granted he was going to more or less with the pow session in place as part of the match but that was besides the point and he was currently struggling to breathe at this point. Thankfully though the artist had managed to get a slight repreieve from the Greek's firm grip and breathed in some hot air and felt his lungs fill once more, only for Xenia to be as relentless as her ancestors clearly and sought to grab the artist once again.

He wasn't used to being thrown about needless to say, unless it was the Paragon himself that did it. John would taste the mat with the pumphandle slam and groaned and winced as his skeleton felt the pain. He rolled onto his side trying not to give his back to Xenia and winced as he put a hand to his back and then gritted his teeth. Okay besides the pain John also was inwardly musing that the fact Xenia could lift him was also enticing, such a body that he could work with for pieces with permission.........

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Xenia wiped the sweat from her forehead as she took a second to catch her breath. While she was successful in hitting the Pumphandle Slam, doing so took quite a bit of strength and energy. It didn’t help that the heat from the bathhouse was draining her stamina at a faster rate than a regular match would. It would be best if she finished this match sooner rather than later.

Xenia approached her fallen opponent dragged him towards the center of the ring. She rolled him onto his stomach and step through his legs as she twisted them around hers and squatted down to attempt to apply the Sharpshooter.

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Okay John was feeling hot and sweaty at this point, well okay he'd been feeling that way since he stepped into this ring and began wrestling against this Greek bombshell that he was totally wanting to get with post match. But he was also feeling achey and also.....well a bit pent up at this point. Ever since Xenia's breasts jolted out of their bra and hypnotised the artist like the gorgons of myth at least. Now laying on the mat John was feeling a second wind calling for him, call it a sort of clarity and some more in the tank. John played possum when Xenia flipped him onto his stomach. His grappling experience was hinting at what she might do next......

Sure enough John could feel his legs getting grabbed, he'd spring to life in an instant and roll on his back and jerk his legs back and try to kick at Xenia and hopefully send her stumbling backwards into the nearest corner. Were this to succeed the artist would try to scramble upwards and then run and leap at the Greek and try to crush her toned body against his muscular chest and let her know the force of an Adonis when it came running at you!

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While Xenia was in the process of applying the sharpshooter, she suddenly felt John's legs pull back before kicking her in the chest. The sudden movement caught the Greek beauty off guard, especially since she was sure that John had been stunned by her Pumphandle Slam. The force of the kick sent her stumbling back towards the corner her back happened to have been facing until her she collided with the turnbuckles. Xenia let out a small groan as she was briefly stunned by the impact. As she tried to reorient herself, John continued his recovery as he got up to his feet and charged towards her. Xenia's eyes widened when she saw him coming but at that point it was too late to do anything about it. As a result, she ended up getting pancaked in the corner when his body came crashing into hers.

"Gyaahh!"

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John wasn't often so forward in a match with both regards to his offence and also well how he felt towards his opponent, usually he was professional throughout regardless of the circumstance. But here? In a steamy Greek bathhouse with a woman who's beauty rivaled the myths of her homeland? Who was clearly into him just as much as he was into her? Yeah no any redblooded male would throw themselves into this full body at the ready. And John crashed right into Xenia like the hot waters below splashed against the wrestling ring.

The artist would lean into Xenia, his breath hot against her ear. John rested against her as clearly that run took almost as much out of him as it did her and her chest padding was felt by him against his muscled chest. They were like Adam and Eve practically at this point, John forgot what he was doing now and just sort of chuckled a little. "Heheheh.....I can't feel my legs s-so sorry if I'm leaning on you a bit much......S-Say after all this h-how about we date? I've been entranced since the moment we met......" was all John could say as he kissed Xenia ever so slightly~

[MrBrightside]

The impact of John’s body crashing into hers at full force left Xenia stunned. However it was nothing compared to what he said and did next.

“Wha-I uh…” The sudden proposal had her flustered. She was no stranger to romance. She was used to men asking her out whether it be colleagues in and out of the wrestling business or strangers she encountered out and about. One time she had even been asked out by a particularly bold fan. But it had never happened in the middle of a match before and especially not in the state of undress she was currently in. The circumstances were far from normal and that wasn’t even accounting for how she was attracted to John as well.

“I…ok. I suppose…we could give it a try.” Xenia ended up reply, her face aflame from both the heat of the sauna and the attraction she felt towards her opponent.

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Okay, that might have been very forward on behalf of the artist. However John knew the saying. How did it go again? Oh yes, you miss 100% of the shots you never take. Hence John shot his shot. And Xenia seemed quite receptive of his advances. They had both checked the other out throughtout the entire match that was certain and when Xenia's chest got exposed? Yeah that's when it felt right, natural almost.

Still John had a match to go through with and John said "Perfect. I'll make it up to you.......after all this......" John muttered as suddenly he'd try to grab at Xenia's bottoms and try to heft her upwards into the corner's turnbuckles. His muscles akin to that of an Adonis would seek to lift up the Greek beauty to the corner top with him attempting to give chase and then if he perched himself upwards? The artist would attempt to leap and attempt a frankensteiner in the corner and try to spike down Xenia as a coup de grace for the bout!