Gunloc and Aleksey vs. Members of Red Nation: Linda and Sydney - Intergender Tag Team Match

[Weonna]

Aleksey remained on one knee for a brief moment after the kick-out, his brow tightening slightly as he felt Linda’s powerful legs explode upward beneath him. The force of the escape pushed him off balance just enough for him to release the hook.

He exhaled through his nose, clearly irritated but not surprised.

Gunloc slapped the top rope from the apron, half laughing.

“You almost had her! Come on, big man, don’t let her crawl out of there!”

Aleksey turned his head just in time to see Linda beginning to drag herself toward the ropes where Sydney was reaching for her. The Russian immediately shifted gears.

He pushed himself up to his feet and stepped forward quickly, reaching down for Linda’s ankles. His large hands clamped around both of her boots as he attempted to halt her progress.

Without wasting a second, Aleksey leaned back and began dragging her away from the ropes, trying to pull the big powerhouse back toward the center of the ring before she could make the tag.

His grip tightened as he pulled.

But Linda was still fighting forward, clawing at the canvas inch by inch while Aleksey tried to haul her back — leaving the struggle hanging in the balance as the crowd roared!

[Caborn]

Linda would manage to drag herself over to Sydney in order to tag the big woman in. However, at the last moment Aleksey would grab a hold of her ankles and immediately drag her away. Refusing to let the big ass gorilla tag in the she-monster as he took her over to the center of the ring against her will. Growling out in frustration as she watched Syd get farther and farther away, the bulky woman would punch the canvas in anger. She knew the danger that she was in. If Aleksey continued pounding on her like this then the ladies were screwed.

So, fighting to turn herself over, Linda would attempt to pull her legs inward. Getting the Russian hunk closer before suddenly kicking her boots right into his chest. Trying to send him flying backwards using her strong thighs like a couple of rockets launching into his pecs. That way she could scramble on all fours back to Sydney before jumping forward to tag the big lady in.

[Weonna]

Aleksey’s grip tightened as he dragged Linda back—until suddenly—

THUD!

Her boots slammed into his chest.

The impact forced a sharp breath out of him as he staggered backward, losing his footing and dropping to a knee. His grip broke instantly, his body rocked just enough to create the opening.

Linda didn’t hesitate.

By the time Aleksey looked back up—

TAG!

Gunloc leaned over the ropes, arm extended.

“Tag me in! I got her!”

But Aleksey stayed where he was, one knee planted as he didn’t wanna reach out...He didn’t want to tag.

Instead, he slowly pushed himself back up choosing to stay in.

[Caborn]

Smirking as she managed to tag her teammates hand, Sydney would step through the ropes while Linda would roll out under them. Eyes locked on the Russian hunk, the she-monster would stare at him like a lioness staring at a stray gazelle. She was inching to give this guy a beatdown for beating on her girl just now. But not only that, Syd wanted to have her way with a nice juicy hunk after getting all heated and horny from watching Linda slut him out. Luckily for her, Aleksey didn't seem to be going anywhere. All pumped up and turned on, the horny beast figured that the Ruskie wanted to fuck her as much as she wanted to fuck him. Which was unlikely but then again she wasn't the sharpest tool in Red Nation.

So, seeing that Aleksey wasn't tagging Gunloc in, the blonde woman would respect his choice to face her himself and give him what he wanted. Charging forward, Sydney would attempt to ram herself straight into her opponent in an attempt to show off her strength against his own. The she-monster wanted the two of them to collide into each other like a couple of trains crashing together head on. Only the strongest of which would remain on their feet as they clashed like kaiju in the middle of Tokyo.

[Weonna]

Despite the damage he had taken, Aleksey stepped forward to meet Sydney head-on, shoulders squared, arrogance in his posture as he chose to collide with her rather than evade.

The two crashed into each other—

BOOM!

—but Sydney had the momentum.

Her shoulder drove straight into his solar plexus, the impact forcing a sharp grunt out of Aleksey as the air was knocked clean from his lungs. His body jolted, feet stumbling backward as his chest caved slightly from the hit.

For the first time, his composure cracked just a bit—

He bent forward slightly, one hand instinctively moving toward his midsection, trying to pull air back into his system as he struggled to recover!

[Caborn]

As the two towering beasts crashed into one another, the ring shook from the impact of their massive bodies colliding together. However, it was Sydney who remained standing tall as the Russian hunk was knocked backwards and left reeling from their collision. Leanign forward, Aleksey would breathe heavily as he struggled to compose himself. Seeing this, Sydeny would beat her chest like a god damn gorilla as she roared. Getting herself pumped up, the blonde woman would pull down the straps of her one piece and peel it down to her waist. Revealing her bare breasts for everyone to see as she kept beating her chest like a savage.

Not giving the blonde stud enough time to recover, the she-monster would soon charge forward. Looking to knock Aleksey off his feet with a running clothesline while he was still catching his breath. If successful, Sydney wouldn't waste time on the weary Russian, and would instead try to pull him up to his feet so that she could throw him into his own corner to tag out. After all, she'd been listening to Gunloc's mouth for a while now. So Sydney wanted to force her opponent to switch and finally get her hand on the cocky punk who'd been running his mouth for so damn long...

[Weonna]

Sydney’s clothesline connected clean.

Aleksey, still trying to recover his breath, couldn’t brace in time—

THUD!

He hit the mat hard, rolling onto his side as the impact rattled through him. Before he could fully recover, Sydney was already hauling him back up, showing no hesitation as she muscled him toward the corner.

Aleksey resisted for a moment—but the lack of air in his lungs caught up to him. He exhaled sharply and allowed himself to be driven back.

Gunloc leaned over the ropes, smirking as Aleksey was forced into position.

“Took you long enough,”

Gunloc muttered with a grin.

“I’ve been ready.”

Aleksey shot him a brief, annoyed look—then, without a word—

TAG.

Gunloc stepped through the ropes immediately, rolling his shoulders as he entered the ring.

“Finally,”

he said, cracking his neck as he approached, eyes locked on Sydney.

“Now this… this is what I’ve been waiting for.”

He raised his hands, settling into a loose but confident stance, that same cocky grin creeping across his face.

“Try not to fall too hard for me, yeah?”

he added with a wink, bouncing lightly on his feet as he prepared to engage.