Daisuke & Arlise: Fit Like a Prince(ss)

[Winter]

Arlise claimed the start she wanted, and her hands neatly clasped behind his back before he could begin shoving her. "Don't damn me," she spoke through grunts of exertion, while her cheek and chess pressed more tightly against him. "Do something to stop me." Since she was expecting his mouth to run as much as his body would strain, Lise still carried her doubts that he could stop her, and she wanted to test whether her gauge of his abilities was an accurate one.

Lise also wondered if she could lift him. He looked no heavier than the heavyweight female competitor, Lauren, she had battled short weeks before... It was a rare occasion when she had the luxury of slamming a cocky, half-naked, potentially delusional man to the mats.

Her legs, arms, and core all stiffened with toned muscles revealed. Once she was certain that her bare feet would not slip out from under her, Lise growled and drove upwards in an attempt to carry Daisuke a foot off of his feet and return him, back-first, to the mat in a simple double underhook slam!

[Teenwrestler]

Just moments in after the two grappled with each other, the red head would switch tactics as she would press into the wrestling prince, her chest grinding against his chiseled pecs as their cheeks pressed too. Daisuke would clench his teeth as he was trapped, her arms passed from under his to lock them tight and for a moment he was almost immobilized. He pushed backwards trying to escape, letting out his frustrations verbally but Lise was uninterested in what he had to say and was more interested on what he could do about it.

She dared him to escape, "Tsk! Nghh Y-you...Grghh" he grunted as he attempted to power out. Arlise would tense herself before lifting Daisuke up off his feet and slam him down in a double underhook suplex! *THUD* . Daisuke would let out a loud grunt in pain as he rolled from under his opponent, making his way towards the bottom rope before sliding out of the ring. He fell on his feet adopted a slightly doubled over position with his hand clutching his lower back, before turning back towards the ring and glaring at his opponent with his teeth gritted.

"There's no...urghh, way!" he would moan, quite surprised at her strength and skill.

[Winter]

He was lighter than Lauren Fredericks. That was fortunate.

Still, it took quite the heave to haul him up and back down to the mats for an effective slam, but Lise held true until she felt the jarring of his back contacting the mat and heard his grunt. That would send him a message. She pushed herself off of him to rise, getting first back onto her rear so that she could turn and continue to press her advantage...

Titania watched him disappear beneath the bottom rope. A sigh interrupted the few puffs of air she needed after executing the slam. This was the cocky fighter who had convinced her that she wouldn't be wasting her time to fight him?

With a hand to her hip, Lise regarded him with a great deal of disappointment. She couldn't hear what he was grumbling to himself, but she imagined they were words of frustration. "It looks like my real challenge has already left the ring," she quipped, the same disappointment in her tone. "Should I come down there to fight him now, or should I wait here?"

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke didn't watch the entirety of Arlise's spar but from the last 20 or 30 odd seconds, he was not impressed by her wrestling style and technique. Maybe it could be because she was going easy on the blonde? However, now that he has gotten himself into this bout, he had to see this through. The red head certainly caught him off guard by that surprising double under hook slam, the wrestling prince letting out a loud grunt in pain as his back was smacked against the ring mats. Instead of trying to get up and face her, he would roll out of the ring and take a few moments to rethink his strategy and massage his back.

He would turn back to face her, still outside the ring, he was clearly not happy watching her in a more relaxed posture as she expressed her disappointment at his choice of exiting the ring. "Tsk....I......You.....Arghh"he said slapping the ring apron. He rolled his shoulders as he would slowly get up on the ring apron and make his way back in the ring. "Hmph, maybe I underestimated you Red. Still, I'm not going to lose this" he said with a determined glare. Daisuke would raise his arms once more, closing in at her to feign in another clinch, only for him to side step her and attempt to get in behind and wrap his arms around her waist to secure a waistlock.

[Winter]

Arlise didn't know how many more opportunities she would get to slam a man so hard that he fled ring, so she stood savoring the dominant view of him below, her disappointment disappearing in favor of a smirk. Perhaps this was precisely the treatment he needed for her to ensure that he quieted his conceited tone. She had often been fond of silencing the cocky women of the ring, and the men proved no exception.

And yet, his rambling continued. Lise resisted the strong urge to roll her eyes, in the interest of retaining the higher ground...both in her respect for an opponent, and in the literal sense. "Yes, but you have to join me in the ring if you want to defeat me," she nonetheless chastised, disregarding that her words likely had more of a taunt in them as the rolled eyes might have.

To his credit, he did return, and a cautious Lise returned to the middle of the ring. With his hot head, she could not be sure he wouldn't charge her in rage. He did close in, and Lise expected this to be the case...

However, with quickness that surprised her, he dodged past her outstretched arms before she could extend them to again hook his. She felt muscled arms brushed against her sides, and looked down to witness them clasping around her waist. With a hiss, her palms came down to push aggressively against his forearms in an attempt to escape.

He was not all dumb intensity, then, and a scowling Lise was distressed that he was behind her.

[Teenwrestler]

The two had just started and when Daisuke perceived her as a legitimate threat in the ring he quickly backed off and exited the ring, to rethink his strategy. Arlise was not too impressed, she casually stayed in the ring and invited him back in the ring despite his strong words. With a shrug of his shoulders he cautiously made his way back in the ring, the two glared at each other with their arms outstretched. Once again, Daisuke attempted to test his strength and skill against her in a grapple, or so he made her think that! When the two wrestlers were about to engage in another lock up, Daisuke nipped to the side and got in behind, locking in a waistlock.

His arms squeezed her waist as hard as he could while his front pressed against her sweaty back. Daisuke squatted down a bit to lower his center of gravity to get control of her. "Arghh!.Hmph,looks like you aren't as smart as I thought you were" he grunted in effort to squeeze her waist as Lise's own hands quickly went down to grab Daisuke's forearms to push them down. The wrestling prince's initial strong grip was starting to loosen up, he knew he couldn't keep the female wrestler in this for too long so the wrestling prince attempted to improvise by trying to heave her upwards, attempting to lift her up off the mat and slam her back down on her back, going for a German suplex.

[Winter]

This was not a grip that she was going to pry free with the strength of her arms alone.

Frustrated by this realization, Lise neglected wiser options in favor of simply clawing for an escape, trying to pry into his hands and swing her feet back towards his knees, though she could not strike either of his legs easily from this angle. Her scowl deepened in disgust at his overconfident words, driving her to more irritation with her predicament, and her beating palms got more aggressive. She couldn't let him have this already...

But she was going to, wisdom and a sinking sensation told her, as she felt her torso being heaved and her feet starting to leave the mat. For a moment, in her worry over what was to come, they dangled limply and her eyes widened...but Lise soon winced and braced every part of her body when she could sense what was coming when he started to propel her body backwards.

The gym lights flew through her vision for a moment before she squinted her eyes shut, just in time to feel her back collide with the mat and jolt pain throughout the entirety of her frame. "Nugh!" Titania skidded for a foot before she rolled over onto her side, stunned, her features betraying her pain and her fingers reaching to soothe it.

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince had started to take this woman more seriously now, he could sense that her spar with the previous opponent in the ring was more light hearted but she was much more serious when it matter. Still, Daisuke was not to be out-wrestled by the impressive looking physique of Arlise, he was not going to be woman-handled. After making an early exit, he sought a more cautious approach. Goading her into a lock up, he managed to slip behind and trap her in a waistlock for a while, having her try to power out of it. When she was completely distracted in trying to escape the submission, Daisuke lifted her up off the ring mats and slammed her back first into the ring mats to execute a German suplex. Daisuke shifted onto his hands and knees, smirking as he watched the Redhead moan in pain and shift onto her side, clutching her back.

"You're in the ring against a real wrestler now Red....come, let me finish this" he said as he got back up on his feet and approached her. He grabbed a fistfull of her long beautiful red hair, yanking them to pull her up on her feet to make her face him. Daisuke would then wrap his arms around her waist from the front, pressing his body against hers real close as he started to squeeze and shake her body against him, trapping her in a bearhug. "Mnghh tell me, before you submit, I must know...what is your name Red?"he whispered softly in her ear.

[Winter]

The initial pain soon subsided, restoring Lise's awareness of the reality, that she was lying on the training mat with an overly cocky man ready to spring on her should she provide him with too appealing an opportunity. Hearing his footsteps, she turned her head to see where he was and pushed on her palms in hope to evade him quickly enough...

She could tell what was coming when his knuckles brushed against her head, and Lise didn't get her hands in position to defend herself quickly enough. Her red hair became a hand-hold. "Aaaagh!", she cried out, unable to deny herself the admittance to the intense pain that came from having her hair yanked at the roots. Immediately, from the sensation, her eyes started to water, and in an effort to preserve a feature she was so proud of against a man who might just be willing to try and tear it out, Titania did not resist as he pulled her to her feet.

But she did give him a dirty look from the one eye she forced open against the pain.

However, when his arms snaked around her waist, Lise wished she had held both eyes open. "No...", she fussed, grimly, but her reaction in bringing her arms down to shove at his was much too late. He already had the exact position he wanted on her, her stomach and waist exposed. His biceps tightened around them, and her feet were left kicking for the canvas again.

"Oh God...", she moaned, a touch of dread entering her tone; she knew what was coming. Men had put her in bearhugs before...and they severely lacked the touch of the same hold from a woman.

It began just after she got the words out. "Mmmmnnn!", she complained in her throat, forcing down the temptation to be much louder.

The squeezing, she could tolerate, as she was a woman with the curves and tone to withstand it. But the shaking...it made her feel like the bones and muscles of her torso were going to rearrange themselves.

As his words slipped into her ear, her anxiety over the predicament only worsened. Her pursed lips stated that she would not answer.

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince was now getting a good grip on the match- and her hair too as Daisuke grabbed her long beautiful hair and yanked it up roughly to force her back up on her feet after he had taken her down by executing a thunderous German Suplex. Whilst the red headed wrestler had given him a tough time at the start of the match, Daisuke only pinned that down to him not taking this seriously rather than credit her for her wrestling ability. Still, he had her right where he wanted her. She stood in front of him, he leaned in and wrapped wrapped his arms around her waist. Her breasts mushroomed against his chest as the two were pressed together. Daisuke gritted his teeth and squeezed his opponent, lifting her up just off the mats.

He began to shake her wildly as well, just to make sure she didn't find it easy to escape. However, it did take a toll on himself as well. After shaking her around for a bit, he kept her still, now focusing on simply squeezing her. Their sweaty bodies were pressed tight as Daisuke demanded to know her name but Titania would refuse to acknowledge his demand.

Daisuke let out an annoyed "tsk" before really increasing his efforts to squeeze her out. His biceps bulging as they tightened around her waist. "You put up a good Ngh..fight Red! but its over....just give up." he commanded.