Slippery when wet- Gail vs Emilio!

[SubtleRoar]

*Considering herself to be one of the more formidable foes on the law roster, Gail tried everything in her power to maintain a solid grip against her taut foe. However, given the unusual territory she found herself in, the cavalier whirlwind quickly discovered that Emilio was much more savvy than his nonchalant demeanor let on. Before long, Gail inadvertently lost her grip around The Spanish Stud's waistline, and to make matters worse, his haphazard flailing caused her to stagger backwards and smack against the vacant corner of the jacuzzi!*

"Uhh..dios mio..." *She whimpered to herself, trying to get back her faculties. Unfortunately, it seemed as though Emilio was keen on overwhelming Gail with his massive frame, slamming himself against her vulnerable body!* "GGRRHH!" *She wailed aloud, floundering around for a moment before sinking deeper into the water from the anguish. She needed to ruminate on how to handle someone so proficient in the art of whirlpool wrestling. As a million thoughts ran through her exhausted mind, Gail maintained a steady eye on her target, in case he decided to assail her in her weakened state!*

[TheSuitedOwl]

Roughly pressed into the corner Gail was left stunned. As Emilio with a playful smile tugging at his lips would lean in and quickly kiss the emerald twister. Which caused the crowd to give a loud roar of approval. While the young Spainard ran his hands along the curvatious figure of his opponent until they firmly rested against her waist.

Where he would then suddenly break their liplock lifting the tiny twister off her feet straight onto his back and began stretching her out in a devastating torture rack! That if successful would leave the petite fighter open too further attacks.

[SubtleRoar]

*In her bewildered state of mind, Gail was open to a vast myriad of vicious attacks. However, one that she certainly wasn't anticipating would be a passionate liplock, courtesy of the gorgeous hunk of a man she was currently warring with. The sensation alone caused Gail's already weakened legs to tremble uncontrollably as she began to melt in his mouth, accepting the full embrace of the kiss with whatever expendable energy she had left. However, it wasn't meant to last, and before she knew it, her light infatuation turned into a nightmarish scenario as she was easily lifted off of her feet and onto Emilio's humungous, chiseled shoulders!*

Spoiler

"GRRHH!" *Gail gnashed against her teeth, kicking her legs about as she felt her reservoir of vigor continue to dwindle, as she quietly fretted over what malicious thoughts could possibly be running through the superhuman spaniard's mind.*

[TheSuitedOwl]

Accepting of his kiss Emilio couldn’t help but give a knowing smirk to Gail. As he draped the infatuated woman against his broad shoulders and began stretching her out. “Tranquila Chiquita, we'll get back to what you want soon but first let's soften you up a bit." Emilio spoke teasingly as he felt Gail struggle in his grip. While he began to slowly waddle towards the pool steps that lead the duo overlooking the outer ring.

Where he would then start shifting the lightweight Canadian over his shoulders. Until he had her hanging on a single shoulder and if not stopped there have the petite fighter painfully powerslamed on top of the ring mat below!

[SubtleRoar]

"Ggrrhh..w..what I want..i..is to feel my boots t...touch the ground again!" *Gail boisterously shouted, trying fruitlessly to wiggle and squirm her way out of this precarious predicament she had somehow gotten herself into. While relatively powerful for someone of her petite stature she, in no plausible way whatsoever, could hold a candle to the raw strength that her spaniard counterpart boasted. She was as light as a feather to him, and before she knew it, felt his unmitigated wrath in the form of a brutal body slam!*

Spoiler

"GGUUHH!" *She plaintively moaned, feeling as if she had reached the maximum capacity of pain she could possibly tolerate. The shock alone was enough to leave her temporarily immobilized, but her pride had been wounded far worse than any physical injury she had sustained. If the tornado couldn't collect herself soon, she would be on the receiving end of a merciless beating, courtesy of the gorgeous hunk of a man towering overtop of her!*

[TheSuitedOwl]

With a loud bang and an earth-shattering scream. Emilio successfully drove his petite sized opponent into the hard floor below. Although the young Spainard was hardly finished with her. As he then seated his dazed opponent and applied a forward facing bodyscissor. That left no room for the imagination of the merciless daredevil's growing bulge pressed snuggly between the tiny twister's legs.

"1...2." Emilio could hear the Ref count nearby but decided not to pay it any mind. As he then proceeded to passionately kiss his already overwhelmed foe in a breathtaking liplock meant to further weaken her. "3...4...5."

[SubtleRoar]

*Still unable to regain even a vestige of energy from the massive suplex she had been on the receiving end of, Gail soon found herself between a rock and a hard place in the most literal sense- Emilio wasted no time when it came to asserting his masculine dominance, nudging his engorged rod directly against her succulent gams. While flattered that he would introduce himself in such a sensual fashion, she needed to concentrate on the fight at hand if she ever wanted to emerge victorious.*

"N..not..d..done..y..yet.." *The downed twister muttered aloud to herself while peering upwards, only to be caught within an overzealous kiss, trying to drain what little energy she had stashed away! Well, if he wanted to overtake her so fervently, then she was going to retaliate in kind. Elevating her voluptuous legs up and around Emilio's trim waist, she ensnared him within a tight body scissors, intentionally trapping his scepter along with the rest of his core to try and discombobulate him!*

Spoiler

"H..how's t..this feel, stud?" *Gail mumbled through their saliva swapping, refusing to break the kiss- While it may have seemed highly unorthodox to maintain her opponent's move while trying to overcome him, Gail was addicted to the tactile sensation of throwing herself against such a chiseled god.

[TheSuitedOwl]

Confident in the control he exercised Emilo would indulge in the moment. Slipping his tongue in and wrestle the emerald twister's own. As he prepared to squeeze her remaining air with a bodyscissor. Unfortunately he acted to slow and before he could. Gail had already beaten him to the punch, and had caught the large Spainard in a headscissor of her own.

With a groan he would feel Gail's smooth legs entrapping him and constrict his breath. All the while refusing to break away from their intoxicating kiss even going as far as taunting him at the moment. However in response though the young Spainard wouldn't answer with words or even break away from the tiny twister. Instead he would wrap his strong arms around her round shapely rear and attempt to get back onto his feet. Which if he succeeded would quickly prompt him to ram Gail into the hottub. "...6...7...8."

[SubtleRoar]

*Retaining her powerful grip around the chiseled adonis, Gail didn't notice what Emilio was doing until it was too late to try and brace for it. Utilizing his immense strength, he clamped down against her voluptuous posterior, inadvertently exploiting one of her bigger weak spots, while simultaneously regaining his earlier composure.* "H..hey..w..who said you were allowed t..to touch me down there!?" *She chided him in a mortified tone, but realistically, the sensation of his deceptively smooth hands was something she wished she could experience far more often. Unfortunately, Emilio's attack would eclipse the pleasant feeling she had felt almost instantly!*

"Ggguuhh!" *Her diminutive frame was thoroughly rocked by Emilio's uncanny power, causing her legs to buckle out from beneath her as she desperately clung to the lone corner of the jacuzzi, her face distorted into a confluence of frustration and anguish.* "D..didn't know you had that in you." *Gail muttered under her breath, unable to regain her composure properly as she could feel the momentum in the fight begin to shift in Emilio's favor.*

[TheSuitedOwl]

With Emilio clinging tightly against Gail. Everthing went as smoothly as he had wanted. Though not without its consequence. The highly taxing act of carrying and slamming the Tiny Twister into the sturdy jacuzzi wall while being deprived of air. Had cost the Spanish Daredevil dearly. That it left his throat and lungs burning with in insatiable hungry for air. Which left his heavy breath brushing up against his opponent neck without shame.

Regardless it worked and as he not so subtly gazed into his opponent's cleavage and gave her palible rear a gentle squeeze he would hear the 8th count from the Ref. Forcing him to once again to get a move on by hauling his bikini clad fighter over the chest high wall. With him quickly following suit shortly after the 9th count. Where he would then try to re-establish his control by pinning her on the wall from behind though he was now noticeably slower than before.