Mariza's Mixed Mayhem! Lex vs Mariza!

[SubtleRoar]

"Pffft..stick to pugilism. You're in ring banter is atrocious, kid." *Still brazenly groggy from the solid blow by the diminutive brawler, Lex reluctantly cooperated with Mariza's throw, his legs charging in the opposite direction. Trying to collect himself before greeting the verbally amateurish girl, Lex applied the only move he could...*

"Let's see if you're silicon or not, shall we?" *reinforcing his taut frame with the scant momentum he had gathered from her Irish whip, Lex dove straight into Mariza's plush pair of puppies, inadvertently tackling her into the canvass.*

[CaptainL]

Marzia's gambit proved to work, as Lex went running the other way. Turning to face him, she had to admit she was flattered by how he seemed to genuinely be impressed with her performance. It gave her confidence, and the germ of the idea started to bud inside her that told her that maybe, just maybe, she could win this. At the same time, it made her nervous, and she gulped as she focused on the wrestler charging back at her. Now that he had commended her, the pressure was on for her to keep it up.

But she wouldn't have much time to ponder that when Lex suddenly dived and face-planted right into Marzia's large breasts. Her face going bright red as she let out a squeal of both shock and surprise, Marzia was tackled off her feet, falling to the mat with enough force to send the canvas shaking as she landed on her ass. "G-GET OFF!!" she yelped.

Incidentally, Lex would discover that the girl's chest was, indeed, natural.

[SubtleRoar]

"Gnnhh...wow, these are quite plump for someone of your petite stature." *He responded in a rather blithe manner, completely disregarding her frantic demanding as his face continued to nuzzle into her supple globes.*

"Anyway..." *After having thoroughly mortified Mariza, in front of a live audience no less, Lex resorted to a standard ground and pound offense to deftly tenderize his embarrassed victim. Popping himself upwards while keeping his thighs pinned against her sides, Lexballed his fists before launching a right cross into her belly.* "I'll get off when you give me a reason to, shorty."

[CaptainL]

To Marzia's horror, Lex wouldn't get up, and she was still fixated on her breasts, which only made her blush harder. She couldn't believe this was happening to her in front of such a crowd. As she felt herself burning up from embarrassment, Marzia tried to push Lex off, but with her mind elsewhere, her attempts were weak and she didn't make much headway there.

Needless to say, with Marzia frozen like a deer in the headlights, she was wide open to her opponent. Lex's fist made a resounding thud in Marzia's stomach, causing her to buck up from the ground out of reflex as she groaned from the shock to her diaphragm. "Oww!! Hey!!"

Lex's words rang true in her ear, and Marzia, although she was off her game, knew he was right - there was no way she would get anywhere if she just sat by and let this happen. And she couldn't just hand Lex the win, especially not this early. As she got the air back in her lungs, Marzia reached upward to brace her hand against Lex's side before shoving her weight over, trying to twist herself to roll the two of them onto their sides.

[SubtleRoar]

"Hay? Are you a horse now? Then I guess I can call you a neigh sayer to the punishment I'm dishing out, huh?" *Reveling in the abhorrent pun he had just delivered, the determined madman continued to inflict easy damage upon Mariza's midsection, dead set on making his mark on the spunky little firecracker.*

"Huh...?" *Through the exhausted breathing and beads of sweat dribbling down his forehead, Lex noticed that the little spitfire began wriggling underneath him, as he haphazardly attempted to prevent her from escaping.*

"Oh, leaving so soon? I don't recall ever giving you permission!" *Unbeknownst to Mariza however, Lex only held a genius IQ in engineering and boxing, leaving his wrestling ability woefully unimpressive. He valiantly struggled to delay the inevitable, but she eventually forced them sideways and locking eyes with one another.* "You're good..." *He tossed out, a tincture of flirtatious intent in his tone.*

[CaptainL]

If Lex wasn't in the process of pounding into Marzia's unprotected stomach, leaving her rather unequipped to concentrate on anything else, she might've pointed out how, despite mocking her for her less than impressive speech earlier, his own mic work was hardly noteworthy. But as fist after fist landed, each one forcing a cough from Marzia's throat, she wasn't in the best spot for that.

Lex taunted the Italian girl from his position above her, but all that was doing was steeling her determination, driving her will to fight on harder. As the sweat beaded on her brow in turn, she thought of how she would get out of this one - and with enough time and effort, she eventually managed to turn him over, the two of them lying face to face on their sides, facing each other, but still close enough for each to feel the warmth of one another's breath on them as they panted to regain their strength.

As Marzia began to collect herself, she looked back at Lex, hearing his words. She could pick up on the implications of what he was saying, all right - and she didn't know if she wanted to be flattered or horrified. She blushed softly, but bit her lip, resolving that this wouldn't weigh her down - she wouldn't let it. "S-Shut up!" she said, raising her legs and maneuvering them around her opponent so that she could clamp them down around his waist as hard as she could.

[SubtleRoar]

"What, never taken a compliment before?" *He continued to crank up the charm, fully aware of just how emotionally vulnerable she was. The both of them were physically prostrated from their scuffle, and surprisingly realized that they were all but evenly matched up to this point.*

*While focusing on enticing Mariza with his irrefutable charisma, Lex felt the oddest sensation coiling around his sternum. Thinking nothing of it however, he decided to lean into her face and incade her personal space, just to test a little theory of his- Would she crumble under the tactile pressure of such close proximity with a male?*

"GRRRRKK!" *Unfortunately, his train of thought was abruptly derailed by the sudden jolt of immense discomfort shook both his concentration and his decisive control over their scuffle.* "D...damn..h..how can s..such pigeon legs..h..hold this type of power?!" *He inquired through a strained cough, desperately crawling towards an adjacent rope to force a break.*

[CaptainL]

"I mean..! This isn't the time!" Great, Marzia thought to herself. The last thing she wanted was to look like she was actually coming onto this asshole. So far he'd only proved himself to be a pompous, annoying, sexist jackass, and yet Marzia was so inclined to lose her composure at the slightest provocation that, in the back of her mind, she just knew somehow that he'd latch onto this.

Nevertheless, her bodyscissor hold was proving to work, as the force of her legs crushing down on Lex's sides choked the air from his lungs. Marzia didn't even think it'd be as effective as it was proving to be, with how solid he looked, but she would take it either way if it meant giving her the edge. Even as Lex dragged himself towards the ropes, she held on tight, gritting her teeth to stay focused. "What, underestimated me? Maybe that's your problem!" she shouted back at him.

[SubtleRoar]

"Nhh..g..good point..." *His garbled voice was nearly devoid of any oxygen, as the dire circumstances he found himself in forced any type of air he had to be preserved for the sake of longevity. As his body began to sink into the abyss of lethargy, Lex flopped forward and, as his blind luck would have it, his fingers snagged the bottom rope.*

"N..now..g..get your fat ass off me!" *He barked, the lingering pain he'd been suffering through prevented him from pursuing any retaliatory attacks, as his only viable strategy would be to regroup and rely upon his intellect to outwit his easily flustered adversary.*

[CaptainL]

Marzia could feel Lex growing weaker under her, and her first reaction was actually one of shock. She didn't think she was that strong, and certainly Lex seemed like the type to be able to take more than that. Maybe, she thought, he really was all talk and nothing to back it up.

Nevertheless, by sheer luck, he managed to get his hand on the rope and force a rope break. But Marzia didn't move. As Lex would soon discover, he had managed to hit a nerve with Marzia and target one of her weak points. The girl's face went red, and her hands balled into fists at her sides. "H-Hey!!" she called out. "I'm not fat-!" It was only when the ref stepped over, repeating the call for the rope break, that Marzia realized that she had to get off. Falling silent, she sheepishly lifted herself off Lex and took a step back away from him, returning to her side of the ring to plot the next move. She huffed, the redness still in her cheeks as she tried to gather herself after that outburst.