Cougar Hunting: Aaron Wei Vs Blair Dame

[Cosmos]

"You don't gotta tell me twice, mademoiselle."

That verbal jab is emphasised with his rear pressing down into the lower area of her spine, arm pits squeezing her thighs to keep them locked in. He could tell by the way her legs strained that her body wasn't the most flexible. No real surprise, considering her age. Not that he was going to vocalise that thought. Because everytime he did, he usually ended up slapped, or chided by Ashen. Sometimes both, actually.

Old age or not, Blair wasn't one to just lie there and take it. Aaron could feel the French beauty squirming in his grasp, struggling her way towards the ropes. Inch by inch. Knowing she still had a lot of energy to give pleased him. But the playboy was never one to just willingly release his prey from a submission hold. If the blue haired gal sought to break the hold, he was going to make certain that she had to work for it.

The red head made sure to clamp on those legs tight, pulling back as far as he could manage. His hips push a little further down on Blair's back. Even then, he couldn't completely stop her from inching her way towards the ropes. But the message was still clear in his eyes, peering over his shoulder briefly down at her. You want freedom? You earn it.

[BlackAkuma]

”I had not planned on it.”

Inch by inch, Blair Dame worked her way towards the ropes, scrapping along the canvas with her gloves, fighting every step of the way. In her youth, this wouldn’t have been that big of deal. Hardly pleasant, but when she was young and smaller, and limber she could shrug off holds like this well enough without too much worry of lasting damage. Age had made her more inflexible, however, and bulking up with muscle had its downsides.

Downsides that she was not at all unaware of, but she had told herself that changing up her style in such a way would keep her from finding herself in these situations in the first place. And yet, here she was.

Or, rather, here she would be until she made it to the ropes, which she was currently trying to do with everything she had. She kept at it, dragging Aaron’s weight as he continued to invert her spine. He wasn’t making it an easy trek, but there was no universe in which she was losing to this move, at any age. She could do this.

One foot, then another, and she had it. Blair Dame reached out and snagged the rope tight, holding onto it with a white-knuckled grip.

[Cosmos]

That remark from the French beauty made a grin split across Aaron's face. There's no fun in facing an opponent with no fire in the belly, and Blair had an inferno blazing in the pit of her gut. He struggled with her as she wormed her way to the ropes, seeking to seize the cable and secure her freedom from this submission.

And then he feels Blair make a grab. A successful one, casting his eyes over to briefly verify. The referee shouted for the red head to let go, but he released his opponent before the words left the official's mouth. He wants victory, but not at the expense of destroying her. She's worth more than that. The statuesque stunner had fought for release and she's earned it.

"Y'know, normally girls are scrambling just to get near me, not away from me." He can't keep the cheek out of his tone, letting her legs hit the canvas, Aaron steps forward, twisting around to face her. He's giving her space, time to get back up and start afresh. Hands on his hips as he patiently awaits the mademoiselle rising back up to continue.

[BlackAkuma]

Blair Dame gripped the ropes tight and prepared for Aaron to draw the hold out for maximum effect, knowing that was what she would do in his place. She didn’t begrudge such tactics. After all, they were well within the rules, and in a match you needed to make the best of every opportunity given to you. It would be a rough four and a half seconds, but she was prepared to endure.

Thankfully, that would not be necessary, as Aaron released the hold before the referee could even get the count. She let out long, hissing sigh as her spine recoiled and returned to its natural state. The gentleman act was more than words, it seemed. He was playing it all the way. She could appreciate that.

”I think you will find me to be exceptional in many respects.” Blair Dame managed a mirthful laugh through the groans as she stood back and used the ropes for support as she rose. Once she was standing, she turned about and raised her guard again, slipping back into her fighting stance.

Still aching, she moved slowly around the ring, not wanting to commit to offense until she had more of her strength back. For now, she hung back, cautious and careful, waiting for him to make the first move.

[Cosmos]

If it was anyone else, Aaron would have been sorely tempted to prolong their torment to get the most out of the submission. But there's...something about Blair. He can't bring himself to do that to her. Maybe it's her charm, or maybe it's his infatuation with her. He can feel his manager's eyes boring into him from outside the ring, Gotti chiding him for being too soft and not taking advantage of opportunities that came his way. Ashen would probably say the same thing to him. Would she repay that same kindness if the roles were reversed? Perhaps. Perhaps not. The jury was still out on that front.

"Oh, I haven't met a girl yet I haven't been able to charm." Aaron clicked his tongue at the amazon beauty. "But no disagreements here, you are pretty exceptional in a lotta ways, mademoiselle." The way she's rising up, it told him that he had managed to apply significant strain upon her back. And her gradual movements around the ring as she got back into a fighting pose...he could tell that she was weaker. Weak enough perhaps to out-grapple?

Might as well find out. Aaron approached the blue haired French woman, arms raised as he prepared to lock up with her again. This time, he wouldn't aim to push her back to the ropes. He'd learned that lesson. No, instead he would try and overpower her, attempting to seize her head and slip it under his arm for a forward facing headlock!

[BlackAkuma]

Blair Dame kept a focused, placid face, but the pain in her back was having some effect, despite her attempts to hide it. Though her legs might’ve drawn the eyes, her core was where much of the true business of her body was done, delivering damage wouldn’t be easy with it hurting like this - not her kicks, not her slams. Everything from here on out would take a toll.

Aaron was no doubt wise enough to see that, but if he looked to take advantage, he would find his path not so easy. ”No girl? Perhaps.” She brought her hands up as the neared, ready to meet his challenge. ”But I am a woman, not a ‘girl’. Allow me to show you the difference.”

The two of them met and locked up, but it seemed Aaron had little interest in a pure test of strength. He abandoned the attempt quickly and opted instead to seize her skull and keep her under control with a headlock. Admirably executed, effective, but now without its problems.

Blair Dame pushed forward for a moment, looking as if she would attempt to ram him into the corner, only for her to abruptly change direction and pull him back, instead. She lifted him up, fought through the back pain as she arched, and tried to bring him crashing on his back with a Northern Lights Suplex. Her midsection still hurt too much for her to hold the pin afterwards, but she would be content with the damage alone.

[Cosmos]

Aaron's perceptive enough to spot the signs that an injured back would place on the body. Langport had several back alley clinics that he'd been brought or limped to after a fight with rival gangs, to the point that the playboy was a well known face among the medical professionals. And the nurses, certainly~ Often made his recovery harder than it needed to be, but it was worth it in his mind.

Anyway! Blair was reeling from the damage he'd done to her back, and he would be a fool not to capitalise on it. He can feel Gotti scowling at the back of his head. This is what happened when you set up a complete stunner as his debut opponent! The red head often lost sight of what his actual goal was. No more playing nice and being a gentleman. He's here to win, isn't he?

But the blue haired beauty certainly didn't seem keen to give him a chance to do further damage to her. Though he had to admit, she made an excellent point. "True. You most certainly are one hell of a woman, mademoiselle. And I appreciate a gal who has aged like the finest of wines~" They locked up, although it wasn't Aaron's intention to stay grappling with her for long. He snuck Blair's head under his arm to apply a tight headlock. A position that allowed him to consider a myraid of options. Stunner? Bulldog? Put her over his knee and spank her? All very tempting options!

Unfortunately, none of them would come to pass. He felt Blair attempt to push him forward, and suspected she was going to shove him into the nearest corner. But then, she yanked backwards! Her arms constricted around his waist and hoisted him up! Aaron's confident expression melted away into one of shock as she swung him backwards through the air, slamming him down on his own spine for a Northern Lights Suplex!

"Fuck!!" He yelled out on impact. When she released him, he rolled left and right clutching his back which felt like it was on fire. That one hurt. A lot. Hence the curse word. He usually only did that with opponents who went for the balls. He might be half Blair's age, but damage to your vertebrae was never good regardless of how old you were. And now the White Widow was back in control, ready to reclaim the match!