First time around the gym

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko took the first one well and instead of stopping Blaise from doing more her arms seemed to grip the ropes as hard as she could, almost like she was accepting the challenge he was throwing out all of a sudden. This was a spar afterall and didn't need to be taken as seriously as something like a match, though the punches certainly were friendly.

"Hmmgh! Mmmgh!" Kyoko's mouth stayed closed as she set about enduring these punches deciding to show just how tough her abs were rather then brag about them to the man. Her eyes closed and her face scrunched up despite herself as she felt her belly take each punch. Her abs staying strong but being chipped away slowly.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise is honestly impressed. He's not holding back too much - he's really letting her have it. And seeing her sink into the corner and leave her body open to him gives him full license to go all out.

The third punch sees his fist resting against the flat pane of her belly, his gaze lifting to her face again, noting the mild contortion. Oh, she's feeling it. And somehow, this draws a smile to his face. Her shoulder is given a light squeeze before his hand leaves it. She's not going anywhere. If she's going to let him work her body over, he'll see how much she can take.

The fist at her stomach presses in just a little more before drawing back and firing a tight, low hook into the center of her belly. Another hook comes in from the left, followed by a third from the right. This time after the third impact, his fist not only stays against her skin, but slowly grinds into her belly.

"Still with me?," he asks, lifting his bright blues to her face again.

[Fairy Dragon]

It seems Blaise becomes aware of what shes trying to do and quickly adjusts to give her the best he's got. He certainly didn't hold anything back as he went all out on her belly. Letting his fist linger after each punch as if testing her abs and feeling her out for a weak spot. He wouldn't find one but he was certainly trying to make one Kyoko grunted and her body tensed up with the punches as Blaise hooked them and nailed her with his best shot. The third one finally gets a good reaction out of her.

"Ouugh!" Kyoko groaned as she found her leg kicking up slightly and her body arching as her lips finally parted, unable to play off the punches anymore. Not help by him grinding his fist against her belly like that making her wince before she spoke again. "Come on..that all you got?" She asked.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise's left hand moves to her shoulder to shove her back into the corner again and straighten her posture. Seeing that chink in her armor is encouraging, and hearing her goad him further is irresistible. With his right fist still pressing firm into the pit of her stomach, he leans in closer to her - close enough that his toned pecs lightly push against her chest. "You know it isn't," he assures with a playfully wicked smile.

Her stomach is spared for a second as he grabs for her wrists to try and sling them over the top ropes. He's anticipating her needing a more natural support and her hands giving out, it might seem. And whether or not he succeeds, he quickly grabs onto the middle ropes and ducks before yanking himself forward, smashing his shoulder into her belly. She's due a couple more of these thrusting hits, with the third and final once again seeing his shoulder grind into her abdominal muscles.

[Fairy Dragon]

He seemed to have problem amping up the pressure as his fist stays buried in her gut while he moves in close. Pretty much to tell him that he wasn't stopping there while pressing against her. He took things a step further by grabbing her arms and pulling them over the ropes as if telling her she was going to need the extra leverage. All she did was tighten her abs and prepare for the worst. Which came in the form of his shoulder instead of his fist.

"Guhugh!" Kyoko folded a little from the shoulder tackle. Blaise putting some serious force behind it as she feels the bone and the muscle smashing into her like a battering ram. The second one hits just as hard and Kyoko tries to close her and keep her stomach strong against it. the third one gets another good reaction out of her. "Mggagh!" Kyoko coughed out , her hands remained where they were as her belly was speared by Blaise's shoulder and her abs felt weaker after the collision.

[CyanDimitrik]

If he's being honest with himself, Blaise is thoroughly enjoying this. There's something unexpectedly sexy about pummeling Kyoko's belly with abandon, wearing her strength and durability down.

His back straightens to look towards her face again, noting her persistence. "Still, huh?," he asks. His left forearm crosses her collar to keep her back straight and pressed into the turnbuckle. His right hand sets to her stomach again, but not aggressively. A few fingers trail over her skin, feeling out the lines of her abs. His head cants closer to hers again to murmur, "Gonna force me to get a little creative."

Those fingers suddenly curl, attempting to clench on her abdominal muscles in a stomach claw. He doesn't shy back from her personal space as he tries to forcibly weaken her belly, his warm breath beating against her face unless she turns away.

[Fairy Dragon]

It felt like Blaise was having more and more fun the more this continued. Which was good she guessed since a partner who was bored might as well not be a good partner to work with. Her belly wasn't as pale as before and she knew that was just going to get worse as he started tracing his hand over it, her body winces at the touch as if expecting him to strike at any moment while he gets closer to her. Suddenly they do as they dig into her belly in a claw.

"Nggagh!" Kyoko lets out as the claw presses into her stomach her face shoots up and backwards as she tightens up, trying to avoid screaming. Her stomach tenses up as the claw gets worse and it feels like her abs are burning.

[CyanDimitrik]

He can feel the strain in her body thanks to this particular hold. Every flinch, squirm, and flex of her abs presses her stomach tighter into his clawhold, and Blaise leans into it more deeply. One finger plays around her bellybutton before hooking it, taking every advantage he can to loosen up her defenses.

The forearm across her collar pushes in a little more, his body tilting towards her still more. "Think you can outlast this?," he asks. He already knows the next thing to put her through, so perhaps ironically, he's hoping she doesn't tap. Every second she continues to hold out is another second he gets to indulge in this odd, but alluring scenario.

His fingers twist in and grip tighter, attempting to wrench another pained noise from her!

[Fairy Dragon]

"I know...I can..outlast...it.." Kyoko grunted through her teeth as the claw continued to dig into her abs. Kyoko had to restrain her effort to fold up or try and pull his hand away as that would show signs of weakness that she wasn't willing to deal with. Shaking her head she tried to tighten her grip on the ropes as she clenched her teeth.

Her stomach felt like it was on fire from the pain and it almost became overwhelming after all the attacks she took to it without putting up a defense but Kyoko was determined to whether out the storm and show Blaise why her nickname was well earned.

[CyanDimitrik]

She'd already proven that. Blaise is no weakling. Even if he weren't a wrestler, he'd easily be described as athletic. But he is a wrestler, so this is something he specifically trained to do. Not that this specific situation has ever come up before...

She's defiant! He has to wonder how far this'll go, and what the end is going to be. But whatever it is, he's going to enjoy it while it lasts. He knows what he intends to do with her next, though it may seem like he's giving her a reprieve. His fingers unclench on her stomach, instead simply resting his palm flush against her skin. "You're pretty resilient. Not gonna lie. But..." The hand slides to her ribs, and the other hand sets to her other side. "Come'ere. We're not done yet."

He attempts to pull her out of the corner of the ring and walk her to the center. Once there, he leans into her and loops his arms securely around her lower back. His back straightens, attempting to pull her balance into himself and, more importantly match her body against his. Her breasts will be mashed to his toned pecs and his hips pressed against her hips. The most significant point, however, is her belly being grounded into his sleek six-packed abs in a bearhug.