Fanning Flames! Blaise Cameron vs Blade Uehara

[CyanDimitrik]

So many things tonight has rocked Blaise's world. From meeting Blade Uehara, to the two of them getting a little close backstage unexpectedly, to wrestling with her in the ring in practically a fantasy fulfillment. But that jawbreaker certainly qualified, too. Pain has a way of cutting through focus and introducing an incessantly nagging sensation that demanded immediate nursing. And this was assuredly no different. Blade has a deceptively hard head, he's now discovered.

Bright blue eyes don't find her until she's springing at him, causing the eyes to go wide enough to overtake the majority of his facial real-estate. Hands leave his jaw in favor of trying to catch her, hands going to her narrow hips the moment she's latched onto his head! Incidentally, this helps her elegant display of ramrod straight elegance, her slender body taut and spectacular in poise - only to swing in again! The force whips Blaise forward, right off of his boots! The top of his head collides with the mat, and the motion carries him cleanly right back up to his feet!

But the lights are off while standing.

He wobbles, staggers a step, arms unsteady and gaze unfocused.

And then Blaise's body drops hard, straight back to the mat. He lands with a light bounce, his eyes shut, lips parted. Defined pectorals and sleek abdominals rise and fall heavily with each uneven, panted breath, the sweat glazing his skin highlighting every etched line of muscletone with every exhale.