The New Prophecy: Isaiah "The Prophet" Browen vs. Naomi Fujimoto

[godjacob]

Naomi had more than Isaiah credited been thrown off by the butt grasp which distracted her momentarily which allowed the more forceful shove to be effective as the middleweight was forced from her headlock and as she turned to regain her ground Isaiah moved in as he slammed a fist into Naomi's gut which caused the women to let out a light gasp momentarily stunned.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah couldn't help but smirk as his fist met Naomi's belly, "Not as easy as it was last time, eh?" Isaiah said with a noticeable smirk. Isaiah was apprehensive at first about taking this match, but, he was glad he did. Revenge, as they say, was sweet. Still there was no time to gloat, Isaiah would attempt to get behind Naomi and lock in a full nelson, knowing full well that he was enabling Naomi to use her old tricks, but, he was just as determined not to fall for them as he did last time...

[godjacob]

"Quite proud of yourself, are we~?" Naomi mused as she rubbed her belly, though the time for quips was for later as Isaiah worked to try and lock in a full nelson to follow up as Naomi worked to try and resist it, working to force her arms down and if she could try to push Isaiah back to give space in a bit of a grapple struggle.

[SimplePride]

If Isaiah was being honest, he could say that Naomi's old tricks were not working, and to a point, he was right, he wasn't a puddle on the floor like last time, but, the one weakness 50% of all humans had was beginning to rear it's ugly head in Isaiah:

He was still a man.

As Naomi struggled in the full nelson, he butt managed to rub against Isaiah's junk, and, sure enough, certain body parts began to go stiff, much to Isaiah's frustration, and the worst part of it was, he knew Naomi was aware of it too. Isaiah decided to let the hold go, but made it so it seemed like Naomi got out on her own merit. Isaiah tried to ignore it, but, it was plain to see that Naomi still had Isaiah hooked...

[godjacob]

Naomi made no show of it outwardly, simply seemed relieved to have broken the hold though she had made note of how Isaiah seemed to stiffen in just the right places which Naomi seemed pleased in.

New persona or not, seemed some things had not changed.

Still with Naomi freed, she aimed to try and seize the advantage, she would work to try and grasp one of Isaiah's wrists and if she was successful in this would try to twist it and shift the arm behind Isaiah's back as her goal was to try and apply a standing behind-the-back armbar to apply pressure and keep him in once place in a more prone position.

[SimplePride]

As much as Isaiah hated to admit it, as long as he was a straight man, Naomi would always have at least one advantage over him. He soon felt his arm twist behind him in a standing armbar, however, Naomi, like Isaiah, wasn't particularly strong, so Isaiah would attempt to drop to the canvas to break the hold, and, acting quickly, would get up and get behind Naomi and wrap his arms around her waist in a tight embrace, knowing full well, what Naomi was probably going to do. Deep down, though, he was secretly enjoying every minute of it...

[godjacob]

Naomi was a bit flat footed as Isaiah suddenly dropped down and managed to swing behind her in a rear waist lock, naturally Naomi worked to get her hands on Isaiah's hands and of course extended her lower half back to try and open up space which naturally caused her lovely rear end to press against Isaiah's waist which Naomi was not lost on. "Was this little happiness in your pants a something you prophesized~?" Naomi asked in her naturally teasing way as she worked to press with her butt to get space and worked to try and pull apart Isaiah's hands.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah slightly giggled at Naomi's rambling, "This might come to a surprise to you, Naomi, but, I'm still very much a man. This 'happiness in my pants' is my misfortune, not my fault" Isaiah replied as he continued to squeeze his opponent. After a while, though, his arms began to grow numb, plus, Naomi's "technique" was beginning to take it's effect again, as he was now at full staff. Before disaster, Isaiah would lean backwards, hoping to plant Naomi with a suples. Afterwards, if this was successful, Isaiah would roll away, and preform his signature pose: on both knees with his arms out stretched, like an old revival preacher.

[godjacob]

Indeed it seemed that Isaiah was still like most men around Naomi, in spite of the new gimmick swaps, but as she was moments from being freed it seemed Isaiah showed he had better handled her advances yet as she would suddenly be flung back for a modified suplex which caused Naomi to groan, the blow worked in causing separation though Naomi worked to mitigate the pain as she rolled through the momentum to land on her on knees as she got a sight of Isaiah's new pose while she worked to shake off the sting.

"Suppose you have judged me for my sins?"

[SimplePride]

Isaiah smiled, yet replied firmly, "That is not for me to do, I'm only here to wrestle a cute girl, honestly what happened in the past is irrelevant, as that Isaiah isn't around anymore. Now, where were we?" Isaiah got up and rushed Naomi with a shoulder tackle, hoping to knock Naomi over. If this was sucsessful, he would dig into Naomi's exposed belly with an ab claw, hoping to wear down his sultry opponent...