Believe it! Rindo vs Finlay

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After pushing Finlay off of him Rindo would climb up into a crouching position and pounce at Finlay, crashing an elbow right into his chest, hearing Finlay wince in pain brought a smirk to Rindo's face. For a second she was thinking of how she was going to follow this up before realising that Finlay was making that decision for her by wrapping his legs around her arm and pulling on it, locking in a triangle arm bar. Rindo grunted in pain and clenched her teeth together as she felt her arm being wrenched on. She had been put in a similar hold way back in the beginning of the match and had powered through it with brute force, but back then she was still fresh as a daisy and uninjured, whereas now she was tired and sore.

That being said she still needed to break free. Her free hand crept up to the thigh of the leg that wrapped around her shoulder and clamped onto it, trying to push it away to loosen or hopefully break the hold. There was little else the barbarian could do, she wasn't in the best of situations right now.

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Finlay grunted and groaned as he pulled as hard as he could on Rindo’s arm, the hold despite being conveinent and effective, wasn’t exactly secure or safe given his opponet. The saving grace of the situation being that it was towards the back half of the match where both competitors were tired and injured, leaving little either could do. Of course that didn’t stop Rindo from trying as she pushed and pulled at his leg, attempting to nreak the hold. And getting dangerously close to succeeding as well. That’s why he needed to take a gambit, one that would either secure her submission, or his loss.

Waiting for the right moment he would suddenly untangle his legs from Rindo’s head and give her arm a hard tug pulling her down towards him. If successful he would himself lunge up from his downed position, bending Rindo’s arm backward at a angle while wrapping his arm aroumd her head he’d hopefully land on top of her. If the attempt to transition was successful he would be pulling and constricting his arm around her head for his preferred finisher, the anaconda vice or as he called it the Zero Aero.

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Rindo grunted and moaned with effort as she pulled on Finlay's legs, hoping to loosen the python-like hold he had on her neck, once she did Rindo was planning on lifting Finlay up and laying him out with a powerbomb. She was making good progress but then Finlay would suddenly release the hold of his own accord, taking the redhead off guard. Then, showing off his impressive mat skills Finlay would transition the hold into his finisher, the Zero Aero.

Rindo let out a slightly strangled yell of shock as Finlay would start constricting her neck with his arm, eyes bulging. She tried to pull his arms free like she had done with his legs, but with Finlay laying on top of her it was a far more compromised position than before. Rindo could feel her face going as red as her hair as she fought a losing battle for her freedom "Ugggg.... d-damn..."

[Bare]

Rindo had been a dangerous and tough opponet up until this point, Finlay knew he woyld not be able to win a battle of strength or power. A fact that was hard to swallow but simply true. Instead he played to his strength, and took advantage of Rindo’s own exhausting moves and he had her right where he wanted her. Following the transition from the leg lock to the anaconda vice he now had her vulnerable. With his weight pressed against her chest, she had no option to truly outmuscle him, likewise she had one of her arms pulled back as part of his hold. Meaning her only option for offense was her other arm and legs.

Smirking down at the girl that had been teasing and having fun at his expense the whole match Finlay found himself quite liking this position. ”Having trouble breathing? You know you can get out at any time. Just tap.” He said to her with a smirk as he watched her face turn a similar shade of red as her hair, a sign that she was on her last dregs of oxygen and was close to cracking. ”Of course I have no issue with knocking you out either.” He added giving a extra squeeze and thg of her head for emphasis.

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While Rindo was struggling to break free from Finlay's Zero Aero Finlay said some stuff to her, probably taunting her, but Rindo was so focused on trying to break free and trying to breathe that she didn't hear it. Her teeth were grit with effort as she grunted in both effort and frustration, clearly she didn't want to be in this situation right now for obvious reasons. When Rindo stepped into the ring at the beginning of the match she did so with the intention to dominate Finlay and have her way with him, things were NOT supposed to go this way whatsoever!

But the way things were going Rindo couldn't seriously see herself getting out of this hold, let alone winning this match; if she wanted Finlay to drop this hold she would either have to tap out or wait until she passed out. That was why she, very reluctantly, rapidly tapped her palm against the mat to signal her submission. The referee would see it and signal for the bell to ring, declaring Finlay's victory. Then the referee would order Finlay to let Rindo go, if he hadn't already done so that is.

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It figured that the first time Finlay had decided to try and return some of the teasing Rindo had doled out on him throughout the match she was unable to respond. But it didn’t matter, her choked gasps and weakening struggling was all he needed to feel vindication. ”That’s it. Just give in.” He said to her while twerking her head between his grip and strangling her more. As he did he heard a sudden tapping sound next to him. Looking over he smiled in genuine joy as he saw her submit.

Releasing the hold right before the ref could tell him to let go he would lean back across her stomach. He had come here with one goal in mind and one only. To beat Rindo and he had done it. Whatever plan she bad for them if she won wasn’t happening now, and looking down at her he felt a odd urge that wasn’t exactly normal for him. Pushing himself up he straddled Rindo’s stomach and loomed over her, pressing one hand against the top of her chest while leaning down above her face in a position most would assume romantic.

But it was really Finlay asserting his dominance over tbe red head, something the barbarian had tried multiple times over the course of the match until her defeat by literal submission. “Look who’s on top in the end hm? Too bad for you Rindo-Senpai He said, putting a extra emphasis on the senpai to firther flext the win before he slowly and tiredly stood up, letting his arm be raised by the ref as he stood proudly over the beaten barbarian in a hard fought battle of supremacy.

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When Finlay finally released the hold Rindo would start gasping for air, hands clutching her throat, she probably would have rolled onto her side if Finlay's body weight wasn't keeping her pinned down. Finlay would then boldly straddle Rindo and lean down above her face, rubbing his victory in her face; Rindo's eyes widened and her cheeks lit up red, though it wasn't all that noticeable since her face was still red from being strangled "Grr, shut up! Don't get a big head over this, squirt!" She turned her head to the side to avoid his gaze and grit her teeth in irritation, Rindo didn't place too much importance on winning or losing when it came to wrestling, but that didn't mean it didn't sting for her to get a taste of her own medicine.

Finlay would then stand up so that his arm could be raised by the ref, leaving Rindo to lie on the mat. After taking a while to recover her breath she would climb up to her feet and slowly walk up the ramp. After a disappointment like this she was going to make up for it by eating a HUGE steak and drinking lots of beer.

Winner via submission: Finlay Zeffer!