Let the Dominos Fall: Drake "Domino" Vyril vs Karen Gale

[Underdoggo]

As Domino's chiseled abs hover away from her, Karen breathes hard, chest pumping as she tries to get her battered body moving again. It's sluggish, and slow to respond. Too slow to prevent Domino from lifting her up, pulling her up into a staggered standing position. She braces herself, expecting him to go for a whip towards the ropes, or to set up a slam, or--

She feels his muscled chest pressing against her mostly bare back, and then his arms are wrapping around her abdomen. She gasps, mostly out of surprise, her hands instinctively going to Domino's wrists. Then he comments about how he's not just a pretty boy.

Seriously, he was offended by that? Karen had just been stating facts--

And then the squeeze come on. Domino's arms, already coiled around her waist, compress, and this time actual pain surges through her midsection and back as Domino's impressive upper body strength crushes around her waist. She bites back a cry of pain, teeth clenched, body instinctively leaning back against Domin's so that her back pressed further against his chest. She can feel his controlled breathing on her neck and ear, and despite herself, blushes a little. Though that's partly from shortness of breath and from effort as she is now desperately trying to wrench Domino's arms free from around her waist.

"Urrrghhk..." Thinking quickly, she pressed her boots against the mat and backpedals, trying to push Domino towards the corner post. If she's lucky, she'll ram him with enough force to stun him; otherwise, she hopes, she'll at least trap him in the corner long enough for the ref to force a release...