The Irish 'Blades' Plays with the Amazoness

[ZorzLeth]

As Baal came out from backstage and in the ring, Blades eyed her up and down. She was definitely an exotic looker. A rather hot looking gal if he did say so. She was immediately getting ready into a fighting stance, but Blades could not help but feel amused by being called "Weird Guy".

"Weird guy, huh?" Blades said, as if amused, but unimpressed, "Well, I can take that nickname for now. But are you really sure you want to rush things? The crowd came for fun." As he was saying this, he did not appear to be battle ready, but was secretly positioning his body to try and fool Baal into thinking he wasn't ready.

"I also came for some fun, gorgeous." He said in a light, yet flattering tone, "So why not let loose and have fun."

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Rolling her eyes at Blades' seemingly endless bravado, Baal snorted in disbelief at his audacity to imply they should have fun, right before a serious fight. Wasn't he the one who barged in uninvited, talking so weirdly?

"What part of 'get this over with' don't you understand?" Baal asked testily, her thick brows furrowing as she took a aggressive step forward, jabbing a finger at Blades.

"But fine, have your little show if it makes you happy." She relented reluctantly, shifting her weight to a more defensive posture, hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Just remember, I'm not here to play games."

After all, she had a mountain of snacks still to devour.

At the ring bell's sharp clang, Baal springs into action without hesitation, launching a swift jab straight for Blades' jawline. But mid-punch, she subtly shifts her aim, feigning impact while hooking her hand around Blades' throat to catch him in a choke.

[ZorzLeth]

Blades could smirk as his talk and slight flirting were getting under Baal's skin a bit.

"Don't worry, I can make this game enjoyable for you, sexy." Blades said with a wink. Soon the bell rang and as predicted, Baal would come at him first with what appeared to be a jab. Of course, with his previous posing, it meant that he was prepared to maneuver a bit quicker as he saw Baal instead attempt to catch his throat.

Leaning back just a bit, he quickly grabbed Baal's arm, that would've gone for his neck. Using his strength, plus the momentum that Baal generated, Blades pulled the Amazoness towards him. He then quickly moved in to wrap his arms around her waist to (and should he succeed) catch her in a bearhug.

[MR. Q]

Caught off guard by Blades' swift countermove, Baal found herself swiftly pulled towards him, her arm snatched away from its intended target. Before she could react, his arms wrapped tightly around her substantial midsection, squeezing her into a crushing bearhug.

A startled grunt escaped Baal's lips as the air was driven from her lungs, her muscles straining against the unyielding grip. She had underestimated Blade, allowing him to capitalize on her initial attack.

Now finding herself pressed close against his firm body, Baal's initial annoyance grew.

"Nice move," Baal managed to gasp out. The adrenaline started pumping through her veins, readying her for a comeback.

Just wait until she gets her arms around him...

[ZorzLeth]

"What can I say? I'm not just a pretty face." Jack said in his casually joking, yet containing a slight taunt in his voice, as he managed to catch Baal in his bearhug. His arms held Baal securely around her midriff.

He could tell that she got annoyed by him, but he had ways of making such persistently tough women to fall for charm and touch.

For the time being, he decided to give Baal's midsection a sharp squeeze with the bearhug, with the intent of breaking her concentration for a bit. The crowd was cheering as Jack got the first real move going and giving Baal a squeeze that pressed her body more against his.

[MR. Q]

The sudden and firm pressure squeezing her midsection made Baal's eyes widen in surprise, a pained grunt escaping her lips. She gritted her teeth, straining against Blades' grip, but to no avail - his bearhug held fast.

"Fucking-!" Baal swore under her breath, realizing too late that he had caught her off balance. Her chest heaved as she panted through the discomfort.

She wasn't used to being caught in submission holds like this. It made her more determined than ever to break free...

And maybe crack a few ribs in the process.

Once she gathered her bearings, Baal focused on countering Blades' hold, preparing to unleash her own brand of crushing force upon him. This game was far from over...

Seizing the opportunity to strike while caught in Blades' bearhug, Baal raised her arms overhead, aiming to bring them crashing down upon his skull in a brutal hammer blow. With all her might, she drove her knuckles forward, intent on splitting his head open like an overripe melon.

Shit, now's she's craving for some melon.

Mmmm, Melon.

[ZorzLeth]

Blades' bearhug remained firm as he held Baal in a pretty strong grip. As he squeezed tighter, Baals' stomach and chest squished a bit more against his head. He was enjoying this moment and feeling of Baal's body against him.

However, he was not oblivious to the fact that he could be counter-attacked and in this case, he noticed that Baal was about to deal a hammer blow right on his head. Shifting his body a bit, while holding Baal tightly in the hug, he managed to move his head just out of the way, but felt Baal's hammer blow hit him on the left shoulder. It was a still a strong hit and made Blades loose his bearhug on Baal. For now, he managed to recover, but knew that in the current position, he was not able to endure many of those hits. He also knew that a hit on his head would leave him pretty staggered.

"There's some weight to your hits. You're more than a pretty face." Blades joked, "Have to watch my noggin." In quick retaliation, he did squeeze around Baal's section a bit harder and decided to bounce her a bit in the bearhug. Making her bounce up and down a bit was to make it difficult for her to fight back against the hug. It was also, a bit of a suggestive looking move as Baal's body was bounced and rubbed against Blade's.

He would try this for a few seconds before he would move on to something else. He knew that these things would not stop Baal completely. What he decided to do, was ram Baal into onto of the ring corners. Should he succeed in this Baal would be squished between the corner and Balde's body.

[MR. Q]

Blades' evasive maneuver caught Baal slightly off guard, causing her hammer blow to land a glancing hit on his shoulder rather than the intended target. Despite the deflection, the impact still sent a shockwave through Baal's arms, making her grimace in satisfaction at the damage dealt.

"Heh, still got some moves left in you, weird guy," Baal shot back, clenching her fists as Blades readjusted his bearhug to bounce her roughly within his grasp. The unwanted physical contact and motion made Baal's rugged features twist in annoyance.

Her annoyance quickly turned to alarm as Blades abruptly changed tactics, using his grip to ram Baal toward the nearest ring corner with surprising force. Baal grunted, her broad form slamming into the hard padding with an audible thud. The impact drove the wind from her lungs, leaving her dazed and disoriented...

Right where Blades wanted her.

A grunt escaped her lips as her back hits the corner yet it only fueled her. With a growl, she would pull his head beneath her arm and locks him in a guillotine choke for his trouble.

[ZorzLeth]

Blades managed to slam Baal hard into the corner. That, coupled with him bouncing her in his grasp (creating a very suggestive scene as Baal and Blades' bodies were rubbing against each other), made it clear that he established dominance in the first few minutes of the match.

"Well, I'm full of surprises." Blades teased back with a wink, "Some that you would enjoy." Now, of course, while he got in a good move with the bearhug/corner slam combo, it did mean that his opponent got a chance for a move, which was evident in the form of a guillotine choke hold wrapped around his neck.

While both got their holds on each other, Blades squeezed and squished Baal's body between his own and the corner. He also knew that the wind was knocked out of her from the earlier ram so he wanted to see if he could pull his head out of the guillotine choke hold.

[MR. Q]

"You don't shut up don't ya?" She said in annoyance.

With Blades caught in the guillotine choke, Baal seized the opportunity to turn the tables. Grunting with effort, she lifted her legs and drove the heels of her shoes into Blades' torso, kicking off him, hoping to jar him loose and to plant his face into the unforgiving corner of the ring.

This oughta teach weird guy a lesson.