A battle to boil over (Celina "the Neo Phoenix" McCloud vs Ivan Ramirez)

[DarknessMaster]

"yeah, payback hurts don't it?"

Celina asked snarkily as she slowly picked Ivan up and rolled him back into the ring, content on ending this little game she would attempt to pin him

"1!...2!..."

[MR. Q]

Ivan blinked, trying to clear the stars from his vision. As his senses returned, he felt Celina rolling him back into the ring, pinning him beneath her.

The referee counted, "1!...2!..."

But Ivan mustered what little strength he had left to kick out of the pin. He lay there, regaining his bearings.

[DarknessMaster]

The referee would stop the count, Celina letting out an annoyed groan as she got up, attempting to capitalize on her opponent's prone position with a quick leg drop over his neck in order to give him even more of a reason to wanna give up

[MR. Q]

Ivan's eyes widened as he saw Celina rising above him, preparing to deliver a devastating leg drop. He tried to roll out of the way, but his body betrayed him.

The impact of her leg slammed into his throat, choking him and forcing the air from his lungs. Ivan wheezed, his eyes going wide as he gasped.

He laid there, groaning and wheezing like a deflated ball.

[DarknessMaster]

Celina would once again attempt to pin Ivan down, hooking his leg and hoping this would be enough, with the referee beginning the count, Ivan could tell Celina was desperate to get out of this ring as soon as she could

"1!...2!...

[MR. Q]

Ivan felt Celina's weight pressing down on him as she attempted another pin. He struggled against her grip, she was like a persistent kid.

The referee counted, "1!...2!..."

Just as defeat seemed imminent, Ivan managed to kick out once more. He lay there, panting, his body recovering.

He refused to give up. Not yet.

[DarknessMaster]

Celina would grunt as her opponent kicked out, god this guy was persistent

"damnit"

Celina said under her breath before attempting to get up, she was going to do another leg drop if she wasn't interrupted, considering how effective it was before she knew that it was probably gonna be just as effective again

[MR. Q]

Ivan watched as Celina atood to her feet. He knew she was planning another leg drop, and he couldn't let that happen. He eyed her until the moment is right.

As she ran up, Ivan suddenly sprang up, catching her in a leg sweep before she can even jump, tripping her up.

[DarknessMaster]

Celina would end up attempting the move but she was too late, she would end up landing square on her ass, grunting as she rubbed her ass, groaning as she rubbed her butt and attempted to get up before Ivan could capitalize on her vulnerable position

[MR. Q]

Ivan grinned wickedly as he watched Celina land on her ass with a thud. She rubbed her sore bottom, giving him the perfect opportunity to take advantage.

Before she could scramble to her feet, Ivan pounced, grabbing her legs and spreading them wide open. He position between her thighs, a boot landing on her crotch.

"You thought you could outsmart me, huh?" he taunted, his voice low and husky. "Well, looks like I've got the upper hand now."

With a sly smile, Ivan started to give her a footjob, his boot grinding on her unprotected crotch. He massaged and teased, determined to make her squirm and beg for mercy.