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

[godjacob]

Naomi of course knew that anyone no matter the bravado could only go so far as the natural hormones would play to her favor, and it held true as Isaiah seemed to not even try to fight it allowing her to press her large breasts and cut off his air with ease. Naomi smirked, swaying and pressing deeper, but it seemed Isaiah was aware enough to count on their ring position, and soon enough he had gotten a hand on the bottom rope and the referee called for a break which caused Naomi to sigh.

"Right right I hear you..." Naomi mused, playing the count to keep the smother on to the count of 4 before breaking and stepping back to give Isaiah his due space and air. Passing a playful wink to him as she strutted by a corner and waited for him to stand.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah was still a man, sure. But, what set apart Isaiah and the other men was that other men would just let Naomi tease and beat them, Isaiah, virgin pure, divine and holy, didn't play that way. Isaiah got up and looked over at Naomi, who looked back at him with a look of amusement, "It is incredibly comforting to know that some people and some things never change. Keep being you, I'm not gonna hate." Isaiah said, approaching Naomi, "But, I still have a match to win, no offence..." Isaiah once again seized Naomi in a bearhug, noticeably avoiding sticking his face into Naomi's cleavage. He wanted to end this match here and now...

[godjacob]

"I would be upset if you did not try to win, always more fun when one tries to struggle~" Naomi mused with a wink, and as Isaiah approached her she moved to meet up though it seemed she underestimated his recovery as before long she was pulled quite close and lifted up as the Prophet showed off his strength with an impressive bearhug. "Ngggggg....s-so forceful!" Naomi groaned, though even her quip could not make light of her situation as she struggled and worked to try and find some way to worm her way out of the hold while she felt the pressure build up.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah had to admit, though this might sound psychotic to some, crushing women with a bearhug was rather thrilling, though to be fair, being crushed in a bearhug by a woman was its own thrill. It was especially thrilling when it was a hated adversary like Naomi, though unlike others whom he had faced twice, Isaiah would more than likely not want to face Naomi again, as this woman represented a shameful past, and it was time to move on. Isaiah squeezed as hard as he had squeezed anyone, hoping either to break Naomi in half, make her tap, or knock her out. Either way, this ended now!

[godjacob]

Naomi moaned and groaned, quips aside she was in trouble and she knew it. Isaiah had proven to have bulked up to a rather noticeable degree, or least he had more confidence to show his strength which made the prospect of trying to wiggle her way to freedom difficult. Naomi kicked the air as she tried to tuck her hands between his arms and pull free, but this seemed to be a futile gesture. So, Naomi adopted one of her key tactics to try and escape this mess.

She'd move forward, and press a kiss on his lips.

[SimplePride]

Isaiah continued to squeeze Naomi in his arms, and, as one last desperate heave form Naomi, she kissed him right on the lips. His face turned a visible shade of red, but, her attempt at freaking out Isaiah failed, "Y'know, at one time I was afraid of kissing, but, not anymore, though I still think kissing someone without consent is wrong. Therefore, you must be punished." Isaiah squeezed Naomi as hard as he could, not caring whether Naomi even lived or not, he just wanted this to be over with...

[godjacob]

Naomi moaned in the kiss, a mixture of pleasure and pain as he kept the squeeze up but sadly it seemed her desperation move had failed. She flailed about as she seemed unable to escape this hold, and with her options fading Naomi knew that begrudgingly there was only one thing to do. "Aggg...I-I see, a shame but...f-fair play...~" Naomi managed to wince out, before she began to softly tap the back of Isaiah's shoulder. Tapping out, as the referee quickly called for the bell.

[SimplePride]

When Isaiah felt Naomi's hands gingerly tap on his shoulder, it felt like a long nightmare had come to an end. He immediately let his opponent go, he was no brute, no matter who it was in his arms. The ref held his hands up in victory. He had finally laid his pathetic past to rest. However, in a way, he felt pity for Naomi, so he decided to share some information that she might find...amusing, "I know a man who has a huge crush on you. Calls himself Upsilon. He will probably let you beat him up. He is...kind of a character, to be sure. If you want a free win, go find him. He'll worship the ground you walk on. Do with him as you wish, but, you and I are finished. Faith Has Endured" Isaiah walked away, leaving Naomi with the info o do with whatever she pleased...

[godjacob]

Naomi listened to Isaiah as it seemed the cute young man offered him someone who could be a good little ragdoll under her foot. Information that was amusing as she chuckled to herself when he walked off, and while he'd keep that name in the back of her mind, she knew she'd want to find a less willing prey to sink her teeth into. Was more fun that way~

Winner: Isaiah Browen