Sparring on the Mats [Eve - Petra]

[thesteedman]

Eve was glad that Petra had agreed to join her for a little sparring session at her place. After how she performed against Petra in the Oil Wrestling match, she felt like she needed more time with Petra to try and get better putting it mildly. Though she was finally picking up a win here and there, Eve was still a long way from being the wrestling presence she wanted to be. Slowly, Eve finished stretching her marvel of a form, clad in little more than a black bikini like top and matching black boyshorts with a grey trim. Her midriff, arms, cleavage and legs were all left completely bare, clad in something for hot yoga.

Another reason for inviting Petra was that she found the woman an alluring delight to gaze upon, and in truth she wanted to find out a little more about her to see if her beauty stretched beyond her physical appearance. She seemed pleasant enough in the ring, but there was barely time for any converse in such a settings when one was trying to defeat the other. At least in a spar like settings, they could take it a little easier, converse and get to know each other whilst they wrestled.

In Eve's basement, she had converted it into a training room, with easy ability to shift it into a mat gym of sorts. The walls were plain white, littered with apparatus that could be tucked in and hidden to allow more spacious area. That area was now taken up by soft blue mats, allowing for a good grappling area. Walking barefoot across the soft surface, Eve finished a few more stretches to loosen her form up. Petra had already arrived thankfully, and Eve had set up a corner with towels and water bottles for when they had some breaks.

Petra was upstairs getting changed and ready, and Eve was quietly eager to see what attire she had brought. Eve herself had greeted Petra as she was, giving her a suggestion that she intended to wrestle scantily clad. Unsure what Petra had brought in her gym bag, she hoped her attire was similar to her own. Licking her lips, Eve let out a soft giggle, making one last check over the room to make sure all was ready before she heard the footsteps of Petra coming down the carpeted stairs. Rolling her shoulders once last time, Eve took a deep breath to find her center, before she lowered herself onto her knees and waited for her guest to show herself.

She was very eager for this tonight...

[Devilish53]

It was a new scenario for Petra within LAW, but not as a whole. She'd often sparred in obscure and odd circumstances and settings, though this would be the first time a LAW wrestler had extended said offer. One she had faced prior to boot!

Having been greeted warmly into Eve's humble abode, the Greek had excused herself with directions given to her to join the tanned beauty downstairs once appropriate attire had been adorned. Taking her time to slip into something more relevant, given Eve hadn't exactly hidden what the focus of the spar to follow would be, Petra soon descended the basement stairs with her bare thighs leading the way. Hand to the bannister as she turned her head about, the Greek found herself marvelling at how Eve had turned such a small space into an effective sparring area. Though instantly, she was noting how much warmer it was down here!

"I am being very grateful you are sparring with me, Eve!" Petra hummed, already fanning herself at the presence of the warmer air. "It is...quite difficult to find opponents to train with yes? Especially ones who have matched with you before!"

Spoiler

[thesteedman]

"Please, the pleasure is all mine." Eve would mention with a soft smile when Petra finally made her arrival into the sparring area that Eve had set up in her place. Witnessing Petra in little more than a two piece outfit had been worth the wait. In truth Eve had already seen her marvel of a figure when the two went toe to toe in an oil wrestling match, but seeing her again in a settings so private and personal certainly stirred feelings within Eve that were hard to keep repressed. Petra was every bit the beauty to behold as she remembered, her body fine-tuned and perfect, matching the beauty of her angelic features. It was hard not to stare, and it was a testament to Eve's restraint that she was able to keep eye contact with the Greek stunner.

"I am just glad you agreed to it. I have much I need to learn. Hopefully you can learn a few things too." Eve would add, keeping a pleasant smile as she began to approach Petra to better greet her.
"I don't exactly have a ring, but that doesn't mean we can't use wrestling moves if you so wish? The mats are softer than the ring surface, so it will be a bit easier on the body if you want to practice any specific moves or the such. We can just spar a little too and see where things go?" Eve would describe, doing well not to let her eyes trail down over the perfect form of her guest.
"If you are hungry afterwards, I have a meal in the slow cooker so you are welcome to stay for Dinner when we are done." Eve would then add, tilting her head in a playful manner, looking to keep the exchanges pleasant and friendly.

[Devilish53]

"Let us spar!" Petra hummed - the Greek was often eager to get to the point given how often the lengths of her English would be reached. That was not to say that the Greek had no desires to spar in casual fashion with Eve, nor skip out on the offer of dinner. A fact she wanted her tanned foe to know!

"I would be loving to stay for dinner, yes..!" She'd hum as she began to casually circle Eve, with her hands high and her shoulders squared. She was fine chatting further with her foe in this manner given it felt natural, though she was also fine simply lunging in to take Eve by the hands to begin their spar. She'd opt to let her host take the lead, as she continued to circle whilst aptly bouncing on her feet. "Oh...I am not being a good teacher..." She'd briefly pause, commenting on Eve's request to learn. "I can not...instruct?" She'd question if she had the right word for it, as she continued bouncing.

"I may show you my moves through action if you are liking, yes!"

[thesteedman]

Eve could not help but smile when she heard Petra speak. English was not her first language, that much was clear, but she was doing very well... in truth she spoke better English than a good few individuals Eve knew herself who supposedly spoke it as their first language. The alluring tanned beauty was trying her best, and Eve could acknowledge that.
"Heh, that is fine. You do not have to instruct, but merely show me what you can do. That will teach me well enough." Eve would reply, hoping to clarify what she meant.

The demeanour of Petra began to shift all at once when she would initiate the spar. She bounced a little, whilst a focus befell her angelic features with her hands out ready to take Eve on. Eve herself took the clear indication and took a stance herself. She lowered her scantily clad form ever so slightly, ready to lunge herself at a moment’s notice. A smile remained upon her lips, but there was intensity and focus within her eyes. There was no rules announced, and as such Eve just assumed the two would tussle, potentially going a few rounds with no real score to keep. Eve preferred it that way in truth, and quietly longed to get a good feel of Petra's body against her own should an opportunity present itself.

Given this was not a wrestling ring, grappling and submissions would probably take precedence... Looking to take some initiative, Eve would lunge towards Petra, looking to take her soft hands with her own in a grapple, looking to struggle for control in a test of strength of sorts.

[Devilish53]

Petra was all the more happy to skip straight to the wrestling, given there would be little chance for her to embarrass herself with her limited language skills in amidst the match. Extending her hands to match Eve's own, fingers would be interlocked in no time as Petra quickly saw fit to give Eve the contest of strength she desired. Though it wouldn't be for long.

Flexing her biceps in an effort to hold Eve at bay, with her strong thighs already far behind her, Petra looked to suddenly pull with as much force as she could muster straight down!

Twisting her hands to be free of Eve's own in the process, Petra would look to have Eve all to all fours in front of her with her opponent naturally extending those arms of hers to stop herself hitting the mats face first. A motion that would all the same, allow Petra to kick off her feet!

Spinning on said feet almost, Petra looked to keep her already extended arms close to Eve as she paced herself as to be at her bent-over foes back. With her arms then searching for a lock around Eve's waist from behind, as Petra bent her own body forward to practically snuggle her foe from behind in that body lock!

[thesteedman]

Eve gasped out as Petra moved with precision and focus. The two were locked up only for a moment, before she was able to navigate and twist Eve before dropping, bringing the two of them downward onto the soft mats below. Eve would plant upon her hands and knees to stop herself from landing face first, before she looked to try and scramble to her feet. Before she could do so, Petra was moving lightning fast, managing to rise faster and slip behind Eve with ease from her position and in the manner in which the British beauty tried to rise.

Arms wrapped around her waist from behind, locking in a firm bodylock hold that pressed the air from Eve's lungs. She groaned out in an alluring manner, brought to her knees in an instant before she felt Petra pull her deeper. She could feel the full body of the tanned alluring stunner against her back, leaning against her to almost lovingly spoon up against her. The sensation might have been more pleasant if those arms were not squeezing her core so tight. Already, Eve's stomach muscles began to strain to try and take the pressure, as she instinctively tried to push free of her grasp. Eve was forced back to her hands and knees, breathing deep, feeling Petra's legs tuck against her own to restrict her movement, their bodies grinding together from the deep waist lock.

Eve bit upon her lower lip.
"You really like... squeezing me it feels like..." Eve could not help but note, reminded of Petra's embracing tactics that worked so well within their oil wrestling match. She knew she needed to get out, or Petra would be content to embrace her all the more until the fight was sapped from her body. Slowly, she tried to rise up, though it taxed her to do so with Petra weighing down against her form.

[Devilish53]

It was rare the words of her opponents could force a reaction from the focused Greek, though given the setting Petra would find herself offering a rare reaction to Eve's pained whisper. If a small one.

Humming as she grinned, she'd stay tight to Eve's rear side as her oily foe forced herself to a rise. Petra's arms were as toned as they could be, but they were not rippling with muscle akin to a bodybuilder. The reverse squeeze she had so quickly applied would hardly be in danger of breaking Eve clean in two - but all the same, it would be difficult even with the oil atop her limbs to break free of. For every time Eve shuddered and winced, Petra would lean all the tighter - using her opponents struggle to ensnare her deeper in her grip, as Petra's right hand squeezed down on her left elbow. Her left hand for the moment would stay loose, with Petra fully intending to use that hand to swat at Eve's own when no doubt her opponent would look to force her grip from her.

All the whilst Eve's lovely form would be practically docked against Petra's front, as the two stood if at a bend, with Eve's rear pressing tight to Petra's lap as the bust of the Greek squished neatly against her shoulder blades.

[thesteedman]

Eve was familiar with Petra's strength, and it looked like her sparring partner was trying for a repeat of their match, managing to wrap her strong arms around Eve's exposed and glistening core with a powerful embrace. Biting on her lower lip, Eve looked to try and shake things up... rather than go through the torture she had until her eventually submission, it was the Brit's intent to try and change the game this time.

She heard Petra hum in a near playful style as she cuddled up to her, squeezing her midriff as she pressed deeper against Eve's back, giving an indication that there was certainly no malice in her actions. In truth it felt like she was more at ease, but still focused, perhaps knowing that this was more of a light hearted nature then full blown competition... it did not mean she was holding back though, as a moan slipped from Eve, feeling those arms press deeper into her alluring midriff, forcing her to press back against Petra.

Biting on her lower lip, Eve tried to bend down a little further, her hands prying against the oiled arms of her aggressor, however, it was then she tried to bend a little further... she knew it would give Petra a chance to lock in a deeper squeeze, but she reached for one of her ankles, looking to grasp and pull in an attempt to take her off guard and try and trip her!

[Devilish53]

It wasn't so much the strength of Petra that was dangerous in a hold like this, but her tenacity combined with her ability to transition the grip from advantage to advantage that left Eve in a precarious position. She'd no doubt of learnt this from their last encounter, where Petra ensured Eve couldn't get away despite her many efforts in the squeeze the Greek had opted to finish her with. And today, Petra would aim for it to be no different.

For with Eve ducking forward all the more, Petra would grip tighter as she spooned all the more so. Bending more and more into Eve as she reached forward, Petra was no fool to what her toned foe was doing. She wasn't collapsing, nor reaching to the floor in hopes of a break. She was looking for Petra's feet - in a search the Greek had no issue with!

As the moment her foot was pulled, Petra would willingly roll back whilst kicking up her other foot. Aiming to have her bare foot press in the crook of Eve's knee, what Eve no doubt hoped to be a single trip would be a mutual one, with Petra pulling on her grip as she came back! With the goal being to quite literally roll Eve up if briefly before coming to a stop after a full rotation.

On top of a foe she'd now essentially bundled up!