Emily Anderson vs Drake "Domino" Vyril

[Cpkeyes]

Going for the pin, again. Emily still felt a great deal of pain in her back, and as Domino was getting ready to go for the final pin, she was holding her head and trying to rub her back in an effort to ease the pain a little. As the model began to drop to. Knee, hooking her leg to the air and tucking her right arm to the side and going for the pin, she would babe a singing sensation in her ear.

“Two!”

Emily would waste no time in trying to stop this, raising her left arm and shoulder into the air to stop the pin.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino's frame presses tight against Emily's, trying not to think too much on the fact that he's lying across an attractive girl and the skin contact between them. This is still a very different sort of wrestling from what he's accustomed to! But then, that might be what the federation has been banking on.

Her arm raises, her shoulder off the mat. The referee-girl waves her arms, declaring only a two-count.

Domino lifts to his knees beside her, and he attempts to tug her into a seated position and tuck in behind her, his hips against her rear. His arms will attempt to lock around her belly from behind to begin squeezing into her bare abs in a seated gutwrench bearhug, his chest pressing into her shoulders.

[Cpkeyes]

She was happy to get out of the pin, very happy in fact, but now her belly was being squeezed hard by the man, causing a great deal of pain and discomfort for her. She sighed, taking a deep breath as she clenched her teeth and grunted and groaned in pain, face crunching up. She would attempt to elbow the man in the stomach while attempting to stand up, digging her feet in as she did so to not let him do any throws or anything.

[CyanDimitrik]

Tucked in tight against Emily's back, Domino's bare upper-body presses firmly against her frame. His arms clamp steadily tighter around her muscled belly, trying to wear her down and weaken her - but he has to appreciate the girl's body from this position. She's taken care of herself. And it's always kind of a guilty pleasure, squeezing an athletic girl's abs.

But it seems Emily isn't willing to cooperate. Amidst her struggling and elbowing, his tightly-toned abs clenching at each blow, she manages to get her feet beneath her. He rises slowly along with her, trying to keep the pressure on around her stomach, even as they reach a standing position, his hips firmly against her backside. But with a final elbowing, the squeeze around her belly loosens. His arms are still in place, but the hold is no longer a tight clench.

[Cpkeyes]

Emily grinned as she felt the grip around her stomach, crushing up her muscles in a rather sensational manner, loosen as she began to elbow the man more and more with each strike. Soon she would be basically free in all but name and image, the man's clench just barely holding onto her. She smirked towards the cameras, attempting to grip onto the man and pry his arms open , hoping that she would be able to then turn towards him, kick him in the gut try to take him down to the mat with a DDT, grinning if she managed to do so succesfully and then fist pump into the air, smiling all the while.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino can't see the grin on her face as he squeezes her stomach, but he'd be rather interested in that. The idea of a girl who enjoys the feel of him bearhugging her belly is a curious one - and one he might be inclined to indulge in more with her. But those elbows are doing a number on him, right up until he's loosened enough for her to escape.

Arms are pulled loose, and Domino finds yet another shot taken at his own abs - her boot nails him in the sixpack, forcing the young modedl to double over. "Ghh..!" She successfully captures his head and brings him down to the mat with a shuddering impact, causing him to pop free of her arm for a brief moment. He turns over and drops to lie on the mat beside her, eyes squeezed shut and dazed, toned chest and midsection rising and falling with each heavier breath.

[Cpkeyes]

Emily let out a loud cheer as her opponent feel to the mat face first, reeling in pain at the damage she had inflicted. She smiled at that, happy now that she had proven that she could put up a fight when needed and that this man wouldn't have some hand me out fight that would be given to him on a silver platter, she clapped, stomped a boot on the man's chest, raised her hand to the crowd before swooping on the man with glee in her eye. Perhaps she had some Celtic blood in her that she didn't know about?

She would attempt to grab the man's midsection that he seemed to so prize and work on hard on and go for a painful stomach claw!

[CyanDimitrik]

"Hff!" Domino's chest is stomped as Emily gloats, his body convulsing once under the blow before coming to rest again. It's short-lived as she dives over him, however. She isn't wrong; he worked hard on those sleek abdominals. Her fingers have plenty of distinct abdominal segments to squeeze and work over. "Aagh..!," agonizes the model as the hold sets in. His right hand moves to her wrist to try to pull her hand off, the left fist thumping against the mat in a mixture of pain and frustration. His abs tense and tighten, body curling up instinctively to try to lessen the pain.

[Cpkeyes]

He was in pain, a lot of it, this was very good. It made Emily smirk in fact, happy with how the tides had turned against this man and he was about to pay for all the shit had done in the past few minutes, she didn't care if she lost at this point at all, it just felt good to do something to his prized physique that he spent so long working on. It was good to get back at him for that. She would tighten her stomach claw, hoping to cause even more pain to the man.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Aaagh!," the model cries out as she presses the claw tighter into his midsection. The referee-girl is asking if he submits to her, but he shakes his head vehemently, every breath shallow and rapid. His knees shift, heels digging into the mat as she tortures his abs. His left hand grips for her wrist to try to relieve some of the pain, his muscles clenching and convulsing under the pain she's administering. But with his other hand, he swings a wild, desperate haymaker in hopes of nailing the girl on the side of the head!