Tara Jaeger vs. Prayuth Sakda - Ain't That a Kick in the Head

[BlackAkuma]

It might’ve been a little too early to think about ending things with a knee strike to the face - which this move had a lot of potential to do, if Prayuth was lucky - but he saw it as a badge of honor. Tara struck him as the sort of woman who would not appreciate him holding back, ever, so he was going to give her the whole Sakda Experience. That meant all the knees, all the elbows, all the strikes, the whole array of weapons he had at his disposal.

Besides, the sooner he got her down, the sooner they could get to the really fun stuff.

That might have to wait for a while, though, as Tara would prove to be a bit more slippery than he’d expected. She ducked under the knee - okay, no big deal, he could adjust. But when he spun around, he found himself eating a first class roundhouse to the face, one that left him stunned. Now it was his turn to language in the corner, as he leaned on the pads and shook his head, struggling to get his bearings.

[Bare]

Safe to say Tara was counting her lucky stars that her evasion worked, that knee looked nasty and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of it anytime soon. Looking up as Prayuth crashed into the corner Tara wasted no time chasing after and crashing her leg right into his face seemingly stunning him! Smirking at this Tara would pull her leg back before grabbing him by the shoulders and pushing him down and at an until his upper back was resting on the middle ropes.

If done then Tara would reach down to his legs, lifting them up and draping them over the opposing side of the middle ropes on the other side of the corner, hopefully to leave him trapped and helpless hanging there! Smirking Tara would look down at his torso, gently running her fingers over his abs.

"Mhmmm me like." Tara said in a low husky whisper that she was confident only Pray would be able to hear before raising her hand and slapping his stomach before backing up a few feet... and then running forward, leaping up and bracing her foot on the middle ropes by Pray's head to push up and gain some extra altitude but turning mid air, aiming to come crashing down on Pray's stomach with a hip drop!

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

Tara had a damn good kick. Pray could say that with no small amount of confidence, too - how many times had he been kicked in the face? A lot. More times than he wanted to count. All those hits, and he couldn't remember the last time one had left him so stunned - quick, clean, crisp and deadly.

He was so stunned, in fact, that it was all too easy for her to come in and work him into the ropes, forcing him to lay across them in a weird position. He was more taken off guard than anything - yes, he was new to wrestling, but this seemed unorthodox even by those standards.

”Hey, what is this?” He shook his head as he came back to his senses and struggled, trying to free himself from the ropes. He could likely do it if he had enough time, but it was awkward as all hell. [color=#8000000]”Why are you-”[/color]

The answer to his unfinished question came soon enough, as Tara leaped up and dropped her - admittedly fine - ass right on his stomach, driving hard into her chest, knocking her out of the ropes, and driving him into the canvas with her on top. Pray’s hardened abs were better able to take this than most, but it still hurt like hell and left him gasping on the floor as he cradled his side.

”Ugh, that sucked.” He groaned and rolled over to his knees. ”Kind of hot, though, won’t lie.”

[Bare]

Successfully landing her hip drop on Prayuth's stomach Tara would drop down onto her feet and smirk confidently as she stood tall and looked over her shoulder down at her fallen opponent.

"Heh, if you thought that wasn't hot you haven't seen nothing yet." Tara said before suddenly popping her hips back to lightly bump her but right into Pray's face and give a little shake before she burst forward, running from this corner to the opposing, only to turn and run right back, spinning in place as she did so to drive her ass into Pray's face for a much harder hip attack!

Twisting her ass into his face once more she wouldn't be done as she ran forward, again, turning at the opposing corner and running back, but not for another hip attack, this time raising her leg up to deliver a face wash kick to Pray's face!

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[BlackAkuma]

Damn, this woman had spice. That, in and of itself, was nothing new to Prayuth, he liked it when his dance partners could give as good as they got, but this was his first time experiencing it in the ring. He’d never been the sort to get off on this kind of thing, but now that he was in here with someone like this, well…

He didn’t hate having her ass rubbed in his face, he would say that much. Firm, but soft, supple and warm, he couldn't help but let out a pleasing moan as she thrust back against him, wishing it could on for longer…but they did have a match to get on with. He was just shaking himself out of the stupor when she went running, hit the ropes, came barreling back his way at top speed, and-

That firm, soft, supple ass of hers could hit like a truck, a fact he learned out firsthand when she rammed into his skull at 10 MPH. He never thought something so sexy could hit so hard, but he could count on one hand the number of headshots he’d taken worse than that one. Damn.

Prayuth shook his head and leaned back against the pads, blinking, trying his best to come to his senses. There was a joke here about being swept off his feet, but he wasn’t in the right mindset to make it. Shame.

[Bare]

Bam

With a resounding impact Tara had driven herself hard into Pray's face with a successive kick and hip attack combo. Laying the man out by the looks of it as Tara picked herself up and looked down at Pray with a smirk on her face. "I'll show you even more of what this can do later." Tara said teasingly while slapping her ass. Bending down she would then grab Pray by the legs and pulling back to try and drag him out of the corner and towards the center of the ring.

If successful she would walk around behind him, bending down to grab him by the shoulder and pulling him up into a seated position. "First though.. we have to have our fun here." She said, whispering right into Prayuth's ear as she did before bringing her arm up to wrap around his neck for a light sleeper hold. Not intended to knock him out, just ideally keep him from fighting too hard.

Of course that was cause while she squeezed with one arm, her free hand would come up and place itself firmly on Pray's chest. All before she started to lightly drag her finger nails down his chest and abs, trying to reach down into his shorts to grab his member and start to work it over to go for the true sexual tactic of the match!

[BlackAkuma]

Prayuth was starting to get the distinct impression that Tara liked him.

It was hard to be 100% sure, since this was a hentai match, and the whole point was to get under his skin a bit, but he couldn't shake the feeling that she was a little more into him than she needed to be. Maybe she was really into his look - not that he blamed her, and the feeling was mutual. Needless to say, he liked her implications about ‘later’.

But she was right; they had to get through this first, and she seemed intent on speeding this along. Pray was a little out of it as she dragged him along the ring, but he came around when one of her arms wrapped snugly around his throat and another made its way down his body, gifting him with her soft, supple touch.

Nice. Damn nice. But he knew he couldn't indulge for too long, so...

Prayuth threw himself up, kicked his legs out, grabbed her by the hair and dropped to his butt, looking to ram her chin into the back of his skull with a jawbreaker.

[Bare]

Tara sighed contently in pleasure as she drug her hand down his body, slowly sliding it under his trunks and starting to play with his manhood while maintaining control over his neck to keep him firmly under her power. Or so she thought at least. Before she even realized what was happening he was pushing himself up and with her in the process! 'Shit!' Tara thought to herself before getting pulled down to the mat in a stunner! "Ugh!" Tara cried out in pain, shooting back up after and stumbling for a second before dropping down to her but with a dazed look on her face!

[BlackAkuma]

…that worked? Cool.

Prayuth had never executed that move before, and he’d only ever seen it down once or twice on the training videos that his agent made him watch for a couple of hours every day. He was only ever paying half attention even then, but that particular counter stuck out to him as a good way to avoid a situation like this.

The wrestling move were working out well enough for him so far. Might as well try another.

Prayuth turned around and reached out, almost going to grab her hair before he thought better of it and reached under her armpits instead, hauling her up to her feet.

He brought her head in under his shoulder for a front facelock, and draped her far arm over his shoulder. ”Not going too hard on you, am I?” He reached out and gave her backside a hard slap, before her griped the hem of her bottoms. ”Just let me know, we can skip to the good stuff.”[‘/color]

Prayuth kicked his legs out, lifted Tara up, and attempted to bring her up, over, and down with a snap suplex, targeting the small of her back.