NCWF Special Event: Blaise Cameron vs. Tomoya Akiyama

[CyanDimitrik]

The referee hovers close to watch for a pin! He could technically be counting it now, in fact! But he doesn't. Because if there's one person on planet Earth who is incapable of doing their job successfully, it's a professional wrestling referee.

Blaise is cool with that in this instance. Once the brunt of the impact has worn off and he's taken a single deep breath, he refocuses on the girl - and that tongue poking out at him. And the feel of her body pressed along his. No, no, no. Just the pin. That's all! Nothing else!

"You're the one leaping at the chance to get on top of me," he replies with a playfully coy smile, voice kept low enough just for her ears.

She had to go and change things up on him. Suddenly those toned legs drop across his equally-toned chest, his arm captured and pulled against her hips - 'stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it' - and in a bizarre sort of mercy, she begins yarding on the limb. "Aahh!," he cries out, the pain shooting along his arm to his shoulder. Immediately his boots begin kicking against the mat, body twisting despite being trapped!

[Strider89]

Tomoya tugs and turns his arm as she keeps him locked in the submission hold, the placement between her soft and curvy chest. She's slightly red from the playful comment he makes about her on top of him, but otherwise she's hard at work! The way Blaise's body writhes under her legs, and the cry he gives out as he struggles is testament to that! And...she has to admit, he's pretty cute when he's in a tough spot. She's starting to see why he's a favourite, even with his record.

Eventually, Tomoya releases his arm. But she's determined to keep up her assault. “Now it's your turn to get on your feet.” She chides him for his earlier comment. She takes ahold of Blaise's head and begins to guide him back up. And when the male is steady, the girl gets Blaise's head locked under her arm. “And time to fly while you're at it!” She adds. To be truthful, she might be in over her head here. Tomoya is far from a heavy lifter - she's never even attempted this kind of move before! But she's on cloud nine right now, and willing to try anything that will help her secure her first victory!

The girl squeezes Blaise's head in her headlock as she takes ahold of his trunks at the side, trying to hoist him off his feet and into the air for a vertical suplex! She tries once...he barely budges! And again...he shifts slightly, but no dice! ”C'mon, c'mon, you can get him in the air...!” She motivates herself, too stubborn to see the move through than to let up on it...

[CyanDimitrik]

Thrashing, squirming, and struggling abound as Tomoya wrenches Blaise's arm! The pained cries intensify the longer she twists and pulls, his free arm flailing helplessly, heels bucking against the ring!

When she releases his arm, he immediately rolls over onto his front, face buried in the mat and propped awkwardly on his knees. One arm cradles the other in some vain hope of soothing the strained muscle and joints, but he's given no reprieve. The girl's hands take hold of his head, and he's moved up to his boots. Still favoring his arm, he has no defense for her setup!

Head tucked, arm slung, trunks grabbed, he prepares himself for impact! Despite feeling her strain with him, he doesn't lift. The second time around, he goes a little further. But by the third time, she's lingered too long! Blaise deadweights himself to keep on his feet, and once those boots touch down, he's attempting to reverse the situation! Arm around her neck, his hand moving to her hip, he attempts to sling her body into the air ramrod straight in a vertical suplex of his own!

Per the move, he isn't going to finish it immediately. No, if he can get her lightweight frame into the air upside-down, he's going to keep her lofted there for a few seconds!

[Strider89]

When Tomoya had her mind set on something, there wasn't any point in convincing her otherwise. Blaise, the ref, the entire audience could have told her to stop trying to lift her opponent and she'd still attempt it. Heck, being told it was difficult for her would just motivate her to try even more! Her stubbornness had a habit of backfiring on her, and backfire it did as she tried to hoist Blaise up, only for the strength in her arms to fail and cause her to buckle, bringing Blaise back down onto his feet.

“Ha...ha...” Tomoya is panting, her face sweaty from her attempts. She's too weary to notice what Blaise has in mind, and therefore her neck gets trapped under his own arm! “Aaah!!” She cries, feeling the male grab ahold of her leotard to help hoist her into the air! And given that his muscular frame hints at adequate strength for the move, he manages first try to raise her upside down, the girl's boots pointing towards the skylights like an arrow as the male holds her in the air!

“H-Hey!!” Tomoya blurted out, trying to wriggle free, but Blaise has a perfect grip on her. “No fair!! This is my move, you thief!!” She glares at his own inverted face, mentally and physically trying to brace herself for the incoming slam...she'd never been in one herself, but if the impact was as painful in a match as it looked from ringside, she wasn't looking forward to it...

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise breathes a sigh of relief when the girl is hoisted! She's much lighter than the men he's had to try this on, and manipulating her body is far easier! Even as she struggles, he keeps ahold of her.

"Is it really?," he asks, looking down/up at the inverted girl and her pouty face. "Is it called the Tomoya suplex?" Whether or not she prompts the punchline, he delivers it anyway: "Better do what it says, then!" It's not an elegant delivery, but they're in the middle of a fight. Hopefully she'll pardon him this one. Heck, it might even fly under the radar, given his hand moves unwittingly to the center of her hip. He drops back to the mat, shoving her down behind him to slam her forcefully upon the canvas!

The vertical suplex may now be referred to simply as the Tomoya suplex. Because it's used to suplex Tomoya.

[Strider89]

Tomoya is insistent on trying to squirm out of the move, but once Blaise had her in the air, she was helpless. When he taunts the female by referring the move by the Tomoya Suplex, she glares at him, clearly not amused. But it comes off as more cute than anything, especially given that he's the one in control of the match currently. And it doesn't help that she feels Blaise's hand slide gently across the center of her hips, causing the girl to blush even as she glowers at him.

She feels herself begin to tilt as Blaise prepares to deliver the slam! "W-Wait a sec!" She protests, to deaf ears as the crowd cheers and the mat rushes up to meet her! "Noooooooooo-!!!" Her cry is cut-off abruptly as Blaise hits the maneuver, the girl's back taking the brunt of the impact! Tomoya gasps out in pain as her limbs bounce once, and then the girl is still. Okay, her body is rigid, and her eyes are still open, if somewhat glazed with shock. But she's not getting back up, giving Blaise free reign to follow up the Tomoya suplex however he pleases...

[CyanDimitrik]

WHAM.

Poor Tomoya's painful impact with the mat is received with cheer and roars, both for the thrill of the brutality and for her to get back up and fight! You put two babyfaces in the ring together, and it'll result in a split audience. Blaise, however, savors the attention. After the landing, he curls back onto his shoulders and kips up to his full height in an instant, showy display of athleticism. His right fist thrusts into the air, smiling and nodding to the audience, egging them on.

When he turns back around to look at Tomoya, beautifully spread out on the mat before him, his smile turns impish. He has to take advantage of the situation, and advantage of her position with him. A look to the left, then a look to the right, and he pats his forehead with his palm a couple times. The signal may be a little obscure, but for his opponent, it'll become all the more clear soon. He suddenly drops down towards her, head tilting forward to land a diving headbutt for the pit of her stomach! Should the move land, he'd already be in a pinning position, with his abs against her face, his chest against her breasts, and his head against her stomach. His hands would wrap around the smooth skin of her left thigh to draw her limb into the air, waiting for the pin to count.

Or she could move, and leave him to masterfully headbutt the mat.

[Strider89]

Tomoya can hear a portion of the crowd cheering for her. It should be invigorating, but willpower and enthusiasm can't always win against physical strain. She remains on the ground as her foe draws himself back up, pumping the air in a triumphant taunt. Her eyes swim back into focus as they fall on Blaise, who stares down at her eclipsed by the spotlights above. She can't make out his full face with the brightness around him, but something about it seemed mischievous. Foreboding, even.

The girl was confused when the male clapped his forehead twice. Then, Blaise slipped forward and came in fast, his body closing to increasingly cloud her field of vision! Her opponent dropped his head down to nail Tomoya square on her undefended stomach, knocking out a wind of pain from the poor girl! "Hrrrk!!" She gasped out, her breasts bouncing against Blaise's bare chest as his pecs crash against them, and her breath and lips tickling his abdominal region...which felt...so firm...and smooth against her face...

Blaise might not be able to see it, but the girl is definitely blushing. She's caught up in the flirtatious pin, leaving him free to hook her leg and swing it up as he goes for another pin! "One...!"

The embarrassment of having this man not only pin her, but against her in a way that emphasizes his muscular features, literally pressing them against her, is what compels her to kick out as "Two!" is counted! Blaise would feel her thigh slip free of his fingers, and the girl roll enough distance to get her shoulder up to break the pin. She's holding a hand over her lips, her face redder than the reddest of roses. She's speechless. Flustered! And that is what makes her shuffle into a seated position, staring at Blase with a mixture of disbelief and awe.

Then, with that same expression still on her face, Tomoya whips her hand out to slap him clean across the face. It's an impulsive move - her body is moving before she even realises it.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise settles into the hold readily, but didn't quite anticipate the sensation of her body tucked in against his from this angle; it's distracting, among other things. His fingers dig into her thigh a little more, his back arching to press himself along her more securely, mashing his pecs to her breasts, his abs tight to her face. It ends abruptly when she kicks out, leaving him to raise onto his knees.

His breathing is a bit heavier than it was before, face a little flushed. And when Tomoya mirrors his position, he sees he isn't the only one. But the look on her face is hard to read. Suddenly, there's a flash of pain as her hand impacts his cheek, whipping his face to the side and leaving a visible, thankfully temporary, outline of a hand. Wincing, his hand lifts to cover his cheek, and he slowly looks back to her, mostly confused and a little dazed.

[Strider89]

Tomoya's hand claps loudly against her target's face, the sound echoing around the entire arena. There was an 'oooooh!' from the crowd as if they couldn't believe what had just happened. And that was exactly what Tomoya was thinking. The sound and impact of her slap held dispersed the fog that was clouding her mind, and she was aware that she was breathing even heavier than Blaise was. Her petite frame was rising up and down with each inhale and exhale, and her fists were curled so tight her knuckles were turning white.

"So." She began. The single word was quiet, but ominous. She began to draw herself up to her feet, the girl never taking her eyes off Blaise. "You think you can make a fool out of me? Just like everyone else? Is that it, Blaise?" She challenged, the volume of her voice increasing with each word she spoke. "Well, I don't know who set us against one another, but they picked the wrong girl for you to mess with tonight!"

She crouched ready and took a couple of steps back, like a lion ready to pounce on hapless prey. As Blaise turned his slack jaw and confused head towards her, Tomoya would step forward and suddenly throw her left leg forward, aiming to deliver her heel against Blaise's face in a superkick maneuver!