Wild Lotus: Nora Valkyrie vs Lie Ren Zhāng

[Tiamat]

Nora’s playful antics are what make all of her matches fun. Of course her insane wrestling ability and strength help. But Nora is never one to let the show down. Though in this match she was seen doing the heavy lifting in that regard. Probably in any other match people would have rallied to Ren. Yet it so happened to be that his opponent was someone to sway the entire audience. Ego was something Ren that needed to push aside, at least for this match. All of that grandstanding and high horse riding wasn’t going to work on Nora it seemed. Now that all seemed good, the referee started the match again. At least forcing the two wrestlers to go at it once again.

Nora told herself that Ren would be impressed with all of her kung fu moves and stuff. Ren was not impressed even a little bit To start things off, Ren didn’t look 100%. So as another playful joke. Nora was going tap him on the head. Wanting to get his gears turning, though Ren had another idea in mind. Snatching away Nora’s arm and forcing it behind her. Not only that he moved close enough for a kiss but not enough. Getting everyone watching up in arms about it all. Capping it all off with a free hand gently cupping her chin and caressing the bottom of her lip. Asking her what takes her breath away. Subconsciously Nora had a slight tint of red come over her face. Still she answered in her usual dumbfounded way. Me? Breath away? Well a scary movie, a good meal, when I see an explosion, OH AND ESPECIALLY—AGH! Nora yapped on and just when she was bout to finish Ren perfectly try to indent Nora’s chest with a iron palm strike. Having the Valkyrie clutch her chest in pain, as if that would make the pain go away.

[killcarrion]

Ren's thesis as to how Nora is capable of summoning forth such insurmountable brute strength would have required far more insight into her than he anticipated. It was partially due to this fascination that he took it upon himself to gaze within the cerulean expanse of her azure iris'. Swooning fangirls within the audience with their hearts all aflutter as they blissfully imagined themselves in Nora's place given the romantic implications of Ren's actions, as if the pairing were centerstage within a flower decorated portrait and soothing harps were playing in the background. Ren pondering what it was that Nora was witnessing within his own eyes at this very moment, although her rambling answer made it apparent her own thoughts might not be as insightful as his own take away. The martial artist starting to regret his next plan of attack...but he executed it regardless with a palm strike sunk deep within her bosom.

"...*Ahem*...and there's another. Apologies, but you seemed insistent on fighting me at my best, and you have long since proved yourself a formidable foe worthy of one of my more fearsome strikes..." Ren calmly uttered while smoothly readjusting his attire after it had been somewhat disheveled from Nora's offensive. The frigid indifference in his gaze unknowingly adding to his flawless cool factor, confident in the time he had afforded himself knowing that his strike would have Nora incapacitated with rasping breathes right beside him for at least several more seconds. "A warrior's spirit lies beneath that beauteously youthful naivety, alongside a darkness that feeds it. I daresay I find you quite fascinating..." Ren suavely stated before proceeding to sprint up to Nora and bound up to be seated on her shoulders, the distracting swell of his package felt against her facials before attempting a frankensteiner atop her cranium.

[Tiamat]

To say that Nora is a simple person would be incorrect. At least when you look at Nora for more than 2 minutes. The orange haired Valkyrie may seem like a simpleton, but a lot goes on in that head of hers. More than what some people would have guessed initially. It just to happens that people tend to judge a book by its cover and leave Nora with only a face value understanding of her. Ren on the other hand is a curious kind of person. Something asking him to figure out how Nora works. In this case though, how the hell is she so strong. That being said, trying to figure out may take some “out of the box methods”. Since asking Nora a simple question led to the woman rambling off like a cartoon character. Thankfully Ren already had the momentum of the match and answered his own question. Literally taking Nora’s breath away with a well aimed palm strike.

While Nora was off gasping for air and clutching her chest. Ren took this moment to once again speak to Nora. Now it seemed he was fully realized to taking Nora seriously in this match. Taking an extra moment to fix his messed up attire thanks to Nora. The fan girls in particular loving this moment of Ren fixing himself up. Even more so, now that they were going to be seeing him run this match. To make sure that he was telling the truth, Ren spoke highly of Nora. Before showing his athletic ability. Just as Nora turned back towards Ren. The man had already leaped into the air, high enough to land on Nora’s shoulders. Allowing his bulge to be pressed against Nora’s face. Mentally stunning her for a moment with a simple thought of (BIG…) Before being taken overhead and flipped over right with Ren spiking Nora’s head right on the mat with a Frankensteiner! Leaving Nora laid back on the mat with a face full of Ren’s bulge over her

[killcarrion]

Ren's intellectual curiosity always did tend to overwhelm his thought processes whenever introduced with a vexatious conundrum...in this specific case, it was his adversary's manic mindset and brobdingnagian strength behind it. Although still far from what he'd consider an obsession, the scholar was still naturally fascinated by Nora who in all likelihood would have no earthly idea what he was talking about, nor the meaning behind any of these words he'd just use in describing her. An assumption he'd have no reason to disbelieve given his previous interactions with Nora so far in spite of her clearly being the talkative type. Time spent together could help them better learn how to communicate between themselves, but for now his main priority was dedicated to taming the frenetic Valkyrie. The pinpoint palm strike sunken between her cleavage sapping the spastic powerhouse of her strength and breathing capability for only a brief period of time however.

Still enough time thankfully for the suave heartthrob to straighten out his attire with a cavalier calmness beside the rasping orangehead, which was an opening the nimble martial artist capitalized upon by perching himself upon Nora's shoulders and crowning her into the ring canvas. The scholastic striker barreling along with the momentum until seated upright, a cinematic flick of his flowing mane of hair causing several fangirls in the audience to commence swooning once again. Even moreso once envisioning themselves in Nora's position as her facials remained buried against the swell of his bulge. The referee proceeding to start a pin count, but it was usurped by Ren instead shuffling off and swiveling Nora onto her stomach. Mounting the Valkyrie's back except with both of her arms crossed over her windpipe in his Sleeping In Class straitjacket camel clutch. "I'd surmise that fighting spirit of yours wouldn't allow one mere head trauma to rend you unconscious so easily anyway..." Ren theorized while continuing to find methods of taking Nora's breath away.

[Tiamat]

Nora is what Ren and people in his community would call an anomaly. Nora seemingly is a straight forward person. Yet in this match Ren learned firsthand that it was impossible to try and predict Nora. That being said it seemed that the best way to stifle its abnormality is to never let the woman act. That way she could never suddenly out perform Ren in the manner she did earlier this match. There were also other avenues Ren could take to have Nora moving to the beat of his song. After all it wasn’t like Nora was hiding how open she was. The natural attraction that the women in attendance had with Ren was also noted. Nora would need to find some sort of gap in this kung fu business if she wanted the match back in her favor.

Keeping on the pressure, Ren would jump onto Nora’s Olympian shoulders and flip himself with the woman. A move that seemed to be ripped out of a movie. Plucking the valkyrie from the sky and down into the mat. Nora here was letting out tired and heavy breaths into Ren’s bulge, after all Ren was move after move taking Nora’s breath away. The referee was quick to notice how this was a pinfall attempt and went to count out Nora. Though before the first count Ren opted to not take the pinfall attempt. Instead flipping Nora over onto her stomach. Sitting atop her back, grabbing both of her arms and begin to choke Nora out with her own arms! Gagging and choking as her own muscled biceps were being used against her. Still that not stop Nora from responding. ACK…Nope…Still here…ngh Nora said as a plain response to Ren despite having trouble not being choked out by her own biceps!

[killcarrion]

Hopelessly clichéd though the phrase is, Ren found himself relying on it habitually at this point to further remain one step ahead of the rampaging Valkyrie’s wrath. Which was to Expect The Unexpected, such as anticipating Nora would merely shrug off any pin attempt without further subjugation. An assumption he figured himself correct in following considering the brutal showcase of Nora's own absurd strength and fortitude earlier on. The scholar even utilizing the phrase within his own offense by ceasing Nora's earlier approach with an unexpected guiding hand, entrancing words...and an iron palm strike he honed against wooden training dummies. Calculating and brilliant though Ren professes himself to be, his exceptional I.Q. has yet to ascertain that being smothered against his well-endowed package was perhaps the key factor in subduing and soothing the savage beast beneath him.

A sensation Nora could perhaps notice was now swelled against her spandex stretching backside in the straitjacket camel clutch, in all likelihood the only pleasant sensation to be felt within the strangling submission that further puffed out her heaving breasts. Ren breathing steadily as he straddled Nora like his own personal mount, riding out her resistance until thoroughly tamed via her own muscled biceps torqued against her windpipe. Once again biding his time until Nora further settled down and became more complacent. Opting than to abandon the submission and transition a sedated Nora onto her back for a pin attempt that covered every inch of her with Ren's sculpted physique. Gazing studiously at her cherubic facials and unintentionally striking a scene straight out of romance novels except instead of a setting sun on a sparkling beach, it was taking place in a wrestling ring surrounded by raucous fans.

"1!"

[Tiamat]

Nora's vision blurred as she struggled against the iron grip of Ren’s straitjacket camel clutch. The crowd’s roars seemed distant, muffled by the intensity of the pain coursing through her back and shoulders. Yet even as her body ached and her lungs burned for air, there was a part of her—stubborn, fiery, and untamed—that refused to yield so easily. Despite Nora's own "Air headiness" she was actually focused on her lack of air. Not on Ren's own swelling spandex, though it seemed that Ren was enjoying his own hold more than he would like to admit.

She felt his weight shifting on her back, his breath steady as he maintained the hold. The sensation of his firm body pressed against hers was undeniable, and she could feel the tension of his muscles as he sought to contain her wild spirit. But if Ren thought he had tamed the beast within, he was sorely mistaken.

Nora was more than a force of nature; she was the storm itself, and storms weren’t meant to be subdued—they were meant to be unleashed.
Just as Ren began to ease the pressure, confident that she was subdued enough to transition into a pin, Nora’s eyes snapped open, a fierce glint flashing within them. With a surge of adrenaline, she let out a guttural roar, her body tensing like a coiled spring. She pushed against the mat with all the strength she had left, twisting her torso with a sudden burst of power. You think you can just pin me down, Ren? Nora growled playfully, her voice laced with both challenge and affection. You should know better than that.