Blaze vs Domino - Performance of a Lifetime

[CyanDimitrik]

Both bodies hit the mat, sending a tremor through the ring. Domino's fall is controlled, measured, and braced. Natasha's... not so much. A blow to the lungs, an impact against the collection of muscles along the shoulders and back, instantaneous and rough.

Domino sits up immediately and twists over onto a knee to survey the aftermath. A bit to his surprise, the girl is trying to push through the pain and disorientation already. And with her on hands and knees, she presents a tempting target indeed. A poor position to be in with a professional wrestler. Even one as sporting and lacking in malice as Domino can't pass up the opening.

On to his full height he goes. He steps beside her, shoots a look to the left, then the right, as if signaling to the audience to ensure they're watching. Then it's a short hop into the air, taking his legs out from beneath himself to twist into a sideways position. His left arm juts out with an elbow, aiming to crash it down heavily against the middle of Natasha's bare back, supported with his full bodyweight bearing down on her.

[Nymph]

Natasha remained there on all fours, her shoulders and back sending some jolts of pain through her. To be honest it was painful but it wasn’t nothing she couldn’t handle. What kept the redhead on the ground was the daze and disorientation caused by the sudden change of perspectives, her head still reeling from that suplex and working against Nat’s efforts to get up. This presented Domino with the opportunity for a follow-up and the man would up the ante. Seeing his advantage, Domino would quickly get up and rouse the crowd a little, letting everyone know he was going to turn the intensity up, before jumping and executing an elbow drop on Natasha.

“Uaaagh!” Blaze took the elbow to the back with a sharp cry of pain. That was starting to look like a dire situation for the orange-haired. If she didn’t manage to break Domino’s pace she would find herself under a barrage of strikes and throws and that would seal her chances. She really needed to bite through the pain and come back and there she went, trying to get on all fours again, to break some distance that gave her the break she needed. If she wasn’t going to endure pain at least she was going to prove she’s stubborn enough to keep getting up. This wasn’t unnoticed by the crowd who started cheering for her to get up and come back into the fight.

[CyanDimitrik]

Once more, both bodies heavily impact the mat together. Domino hears the cry of pain, and likely a healthy mix of startle in there. But it's time to really test and see if she has the moxie to keep fighting! He could already see she liked locking up and grappling. But maybe this is her first time really mixing it up. He intends to take the win, but the win doesn't have to come at the cost of really hurting her if she can't take it. He's still feeling her out, and what comes next is going to be another test.

So she's going to be presented with an out. A way to accept her place beneath him tonight.

Domino lifts his weight from her back, but only enough to set a hand to her shoulder and hip. Both push, rolling the redhead over onto her back. He turns over fully and throws himself down across her prone form. His left arm hooks beneath her thigh, pulling the leg into the air. His body arches, pressing the edge of his abdominals against her obliques, his upper-body lifted in a high poise over her.

The referee-girl drops behind the pair at the ready to begin slapping the pin!

[Nymph]

One could say that odds had turned against Natasha pretty quickly, that the rookie in pro-wrestling was now on the receiving end of things and that she had started her slow sliding downhill towards a defeat. Natasha had a different idea about this. She was aware that she was new in this and that it would cost some amount of effort getting there, but she was eager to prove herself. And yes, she had been getting a beating for some minutes now, but in Natasha’s mind that was just the price a wrestler had to pay yo be a part of the show. A wrestler unable to take some hits would never be successful. She only needed to endure, bid her time and find an opening after recovering a little.

This opportunity would come soon. It seemed that, seeing her weakened state, Domino judged a pin was viable and rolled Natasha on her back so he could firmly press his body against her while he raised her leg to finish a pin. In a way feeling the pressure of Domino’s body against hers in a non-impacting way was like greeting an old friend, but Natasha didn’t want to dwell on it. Instead, the redhead just breathed deep and just an instant after the red had kneeled and counted “ONE!” she firmly jerked her body, her leg escaping Domino’s control and her arm rising from the mat to end the pin. She had succeeded in that first trial. She rested against the mat, taking deep breaths to recover a little while she teased Domino. “Maybe too early for a pin, or couldn’t you resist the urge to go against my body again?”, she asked in a sultry tone, but her main reason to do so was to stall Domino for some instants to regain as much strength as possible before she could get up and reset the match.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino rested himself over the redhead, poised, regal in his claim over her seemingly fallen body. But even as he set into the position, he could feel the muscles tensing beneath him - in her leg, in her abdomen, every point of contact. A seasoned wrestler already knows what that means. Most importantly, he's fine with it.

Good for her.

It'll make a better showing for her if she can last with him longer in the ring.

The referee slaps the mat for the first count, and suddenly, Natasha kicks out of the hold!

Domino withdraws onto his knees, looking down at her. Even in this state, she looks like the perfect pinup model; positively gorgeous and inviting. Her words hit the ear like sweet honey, and he can't help but offer a smirk back to her. One hand cradles the side of her neck just beneath her jaw, the other hand going for her upper arm.

"There'll be plenty of time to go body-to-body with you again," he murmurs back to her as he starts to pull on both points to help her up to her feet again. "Both in the ring. And when I've got you home."

[Nymph]

Natasha had done it. The redhead had shown grit and resilience by withstanding everything Domino had thrown at her so far and broke a pinning attempt when it was just at the count of one. This didn’t go inaverted by the crowd, which responded with cheering at the sight of the redhead managing to prolong the match just a bit longer. This surely would mean better ratings and that would help Nat a lot in her career, but to her it was something much simpler than that, it was about proving herself that she was worthy of being in that ring. Domino didn’t take her efforts to remain in the match as something negative, in fact, the man was still eager to throw some teasing remark in response to Natasha’s own. He was even nice enough to help hoist her up so she was on her feet.

“Don’t count your chickens before they hatch, baby.”, she said in a pretty casual tone, playing it cool even if she was a little winded up from all the previous exchange. To make her point, Nat decided to take the initiative and not let Domino strike first. She went hard with her forearm against the man’s chest once, then charged with her knee against his stomach in a mirror of the stomach treatment she got before. Then if she managed to get a hold with her arm around Domino’s neck she would go for one of the moves she had been practicing before that match and execute a running dog that would make him faceplant on the mat!

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino could admire her spunk. But at the same time, it almost felt playful. Had they gotten to a playful level with each other? There was definitely flirting. He was obviously into her on a physical level, but getting to see more of her personality only made it more appealing. He's never really done hentai matches before, save for a single bedroom match ending in absolutely nothing tawdry. But he could imagine she'd hit all the right notes with him; she'd be dangerous. In the best way.

In this domain, however, Domino intended to assert himself as king. And a king needs to conquer an uprising when it comes, no matter how beautiful, alluring, or spirited. But that spirited response only keeps coming as a forearm collides with his pecs, forcing him back a couple steps. His hands slip from her frame, and he attempts to catch her as she runs in - only for his sleek abdominals to take the hit from her knee.

"Ungh!"

His posture pitches forward, one arm around his midsection. It gives her just the opening she might need, securing the side headlock. His arm immediately swaps from looping his midsection to looping her waist, some measure of control or the burgeoning motions of a reversal. But it doesn't have enough time to kick in!

Using his head to steer him along, Natasha runs forward with her captive and hops, delivering the running bulldog just as intended. Domino hits the mat squarely on his chest, knocking the air out of him! He bounces once against the mat before coming to a rest facedown and dazed.

[Nymph]

Natasha could really notice a fun dynamic growing there between her and Domino. Both contestants were happy to throw some teasing remarks or to let some of that well-built sensual tension in between them add to the match and how it felt. However, there was something Natasha liked from all that match and it was how despite all this good atmosphere neither of them was taking things lightly or was willing to throw their options for the match away. Despite showing great chemistry the two of them also acknowledged that they were competitors and took their match seriously even with all that room to make fun experiments and that was the very reason that drove Nat from club to pro wrestling.

The crowd was now growing more and more excited by the second. The people gathering at the arena were getting their money’s worth no doubt, even more now that Natasha was hard-working on a comeback. And a comeback she was getting: her first strikes firmly connected against Domino’s chest and stomach and were successful in softening him and leaving his guard open for some follow-up. This follow-up came in the form of a simple move but a flashy one like a running bulldog, one that Blaze had gone over in her training numerous times. It also had some decent amount of punch in it, so now one could say that Domino was exposed and at his weakest in that match. It was time to capitalize.

“Come on Nat. Don’t think and just lock in. You’ve practiced this before.”, thought Natasha to reassure herself and prevent herself from overthinking her next move. She had a plan and she would see it through thanks to Domino’s weakened state. Blaze would roll her rival over to make him rest on his back and then stand behind him. Then she would get on her side and wrap her legs around his neck, taking special attention on her calf muscles firmly pressing around his flesh, then she rested on her side and squeezed to lock a Figure-Four Headlock! “Now how does that feel, Domino? You finally got your head between my legs, you naughty man…”, teased Natasha as she tried to make him lose his focus and will to fight in order to get a submission. However, in her haste Natasha had forgotten a crucial factor of that hold which was taking control of Domino’s arm, so if he could muster his strength that would surely come to bite her.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino's mind is still swimming from the impact with the ring, but as soon as he feels the girl roll him over onto his back, he anticipates the weight of her body settling across his in a pin attempt. He begins pooling his strength, resting a moment to collect himself to be ready to kick out. It's not like he doesn't have time, with this match's stipulation...

...it doesn't come. Instead, he finds her shapely legs wrapping around his head. To her credit, she drops down to the mat and cinches on the figure-four scissor rather quickly, before he fully realizes what she's doing. And given the position of his head amidst a tangle of enticing limbs, he still can't get the full picture. The pressure begins to pour on, and Domino lets out a frustrated, pained cry.

"Aaagh!"

His hands immediately grab for the girl's shins, at first just to try to oumuscle her legs and loosen the grip a little.

"First.. of all.. facing the wrong way..!," he calls back to her. There's a quick seethe as the squeeze sets in and he struggles to feel out the tangle from this position, his hands coursing along her legs. Traveling from boot to shin with one hand, from knee to thigh on the other. Both come together closer to his head to feel out the constricting center.

"Second... it's gonna.. be.. the other.. way around..!"

Let her mull over that. It's a rather bold, sexually charged claim coming from him in the heat of the moment, but emboldened he is with her right here and now.

[Nymph]

Nat was lying on her side, supporting herself with both arms against the canvas for added leverage as her legs wrapped around Domino’s neck in a Figure-Four Headlock that got the crowd rooting for her. Of course the redhead was fully aware of the fact that the move wouldn’t give her an actual win in that match since it was a 10 count pin, but so far Blaze knew that she had to soften her rival in order to weaken him enough for her to claim the win later. She looked downwards to the writhing Domino. Being in control of a submission move like that was an incredibly exhilarating feeling. She couldn’t sleep on it though because if she didn’t pay attention to the hold Domino might escape from it, but so far the man just looked like he was weakly patting against her legs. Nat wasn’t experienced enough to notice what was going on yet, and that patting was actually an assessment of the proper point where her legs made the most pressure against his neck. Natasha didn’t realize but Domino was way closer to his escape.

Oblivious to this, Blaze smirked at Domino’s openly sexual remarks and decided to tease him back. “Oooh, is it? As I see things I’m faring quite well so far, maybe this match will surprise you…”, to add even more intensity to her teasing by using her hand to ruffle his hair in a movement that was in between something tender or somethin teasingly annoying, Natasha never losing that sultry smirk on her face as she squeezed hard, not noticing that Domino’s escape was closer than what she thought...