NCWF Special Event: Blaise Cameron vs. Tomoya Akiyama

[CyanDimitrik]

The hard impact gets a loud pop from the audience. The first hit's been made! There's no going back now!

Blaise closes in on her, reaching down to grab her by the chin and arm to pull her up to her feet with her back still facing him. "C'mon, on your feet!"

Once up, his grapple will reconfigure, arms shooting to hook around the girl's stomach from behind, yanking her back into himself. His grip is tight, intent on putting some distracting pressure and pain on her abdominals, testing the firmness of her belly while he prepares his next move.

Blaise is meanwhile trying not to think too much on the sensation of gripping her body in such a way; if caught, her rear will be pressed to his hips, her shoulders back against his chest, feeling her tone through the material of her leotard. But it's not just that. It's a bizarre dynamic here. The audience is roaring for him to beat on this beautiful, seemingly fun, sporty girl - a girl in any other circumstance he'd have been likely to even ask out.

[Strider89]

She's taken hits in many training sessions. Never in an official match though, given this is her first one. And as Tomoya rolls on the ground, trying to bear through the pain, she's aware of the audience's reaction and it dawns on her the situation. There's an actual crowd, cheering at Blaise's clothesline against her. This wasn't just another session in the gym. No, this was real, and therefore all coats and stakes were off!

But now she was a disadvantage, one Blaise was only too happy to act on. She felt him lift her back on her feet with her chin and arm. At least it wasn't by the hair, which was pretty common in this day and age. But wait, why hasn't he turned her around to face him? Why keep her back to him? The answer quickly became clear - his arms latched around her waist from behind and squeezed her with those firm arms of his. "Nngh...!" The girl grunted, trying to squirm her way out. But Blaise had a tight hold on her, and he obviously didn't plan to let her go!

It didn't help that her stomach wasn't exactly the toughest of things. It was akin to a souffle - delicate, and it needed just one big impact to bring it down. The pressure here alone was unpleasant to the girl, as she kicked about in Blaise's grip and gritted her teeth to bear the pain. And his little squeeze was causing her body to compress, prompting her body against his own and her rear against his hips with that layer of spandex all that separated them. The girl could feel his solid pecs and abs against her, which she might have appreciated if she wasn't in her current predicament. And Tomoya herself was toned in a lithe, petite way, which would only be emphasised to Blaise the more he squeezed on her as he began his next attack.

[CyanDimitrik]

The feel of her body compressing back against his, the curve of her rear against his hips, the feel of her stomach steadily caving until he finds that level of tone that offers resistance, her squirming in his grasp, it's all extremely distracting, and each thing only further highlighted how attractive she is. None of these things register when he's wrestling a guy, of course. He noticed things like this when he'd wrestle another girl, but this was different. There's a crowd. They're cheering him on as he brutalizes his feminine peer. It's energizing.. and maybe a little something else.

"Ready..!?"

Securing his tight grip on her belly, Blaise snaps backwards in a sudden arch to whip the girl through the air! The ultimate destination will be the poor teen's skull and shoulders at the completion of the German suplex! But at least he doesn't remain bridged after the impact, instead letting her go to turn over onto his knees and reassess her condition.

[Strider89]

Was any wrestler truly ready when their opponent asked them before going for a move?

Tomoya certainly wasn't. She didn't know what Blaise had in mind, except for when he reaffirmed the grip around her svelte waist and pressed his boots into the canvas. Then, with a bust of strength, Blaise arced himself backwards to hoist poor Tomoya through the air. "N-Nooooo!!" The girl would cry helplessly, her vision turning upside down as the male delivered her to the canvas with a loud THUD, shaking the ring slightly as her shoulders and skull crashed against the mat without mercy!

When Blaise finally released her, the girl's legs flopped down to the canvas as she lay sprawled out on the canvas. Her body spasmed with pain, a numb sensation travelling down her spine throughout her body from the suplex. She rolled again slightly, a soft moan of "Ow..." coming from her lips while the audience cheered for Blaise. Unlike his usual matches, the male had gotten off to a good start, and looked to keep that momentum going at this rate!

[CyanDimitrik]

If ever there were a such thing as audio adrenaline, it had to be this crowd tonight. the NCWF wasn't used to seeing women in their ring. This was a whole new thing. And for once, Blaise was being cascaded with nothing but praise.

His neck cranes to look around at the surrounding audience, proud smile on his face. His eyes return to Tomoya as she started to roll, and that proud smile takes a predatory note. He throws himself over the petite girl, bodily forcing her down onto her back on the mat beneath him. His chest presses into her breasts, his abs lying flush against her stomach, his hips pressed to hers. His right hand sets to her right bicep to hold the arm down while his left arm hooks her neck to cradle her head.

"Count it, ref'!," he shouts.

The pin is no more than an impulsive snap-on attempt to secure the win over her, but even as the referee drops down to begin the count, the new sensation of holding her down beneath himself comes screaming to the forefront of his mind. Lying cheek-to-cheek with the girl, feeling her every curve against himself, can't be ignored. He tries to ignore it - a losing battle, but one he wages - head lifting to look down at her face.

[Strider89]

Blaise was one feisty, eager competitor. The male wasn't giving poor Tomoya any room to recover, going for one move after the next. The suplex had left her feeling dizzy, rolling across the canvas, and Blaise took advantage of her precarious state by throwing himself over her. As Tomoya feels his muscular torso against her petite frame, her left arm hooking around her neck, it's almost like he's pressing himself as close to her as he purposefully can. And the girl is very aware of it, turning red at the contact.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let this continue...he is very attractive.

"No...no, what am I thinking?!” She says out loud and unintentionally. The ref is already down and slapping their hand against the canvas, declaring “1!”. That number is all the motivation the stubborn girl needs to bend her knees towards her before throwing them out, pushing her upper body against Blaise as much as possible to kick out of the pin! The girl rolls onto her front, slightly breathless from the suplex. And having Blaise across her, which also left her a tad pink in the face.

“Trying to get a quick win...? I'm insulted, Mr Cameron.” She might not be in the best of conditions right now, but she's not giving Blaise the win that easy. Instead she's going to give him sass.

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise wouldn't quite call this 'comfortable', but it was certainly something akin to it. Try as he might to force it out of his head, it's hard to not notice every little shift and squirm beneath him, even as minute as her breathing. And seeing her cheeks tint a rosy hue tells him he's not the only one.

Well, then she outright literally says it. The fact that the pin is broken immediately after and he's left sitting sidelong on his hip is lost on him, just staring at the girl from behind. He already knows the answer to the question he wants to ask - he's pretty confident in that. 'What are you thinking?' His mouth even opens to deliver the query. But she pre-empts him, potentially saving her some embarrassment!

All at once, he remembers where they are. He hears the crowd, the lights register, the feel of the mat beneath him sinks in. He has a job to do!

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't fight back!," he chirps, pushing that unspoken question deep, deep into the recesses of his mind. He might bug her about it later! But for now, he's shifting onto his knees and reaches down to grab her beautifully luxurious hair. The pull isn't rough at all, however; he's gentle with it, attempting to draw her up to her feet with him by tugs rather than yanks.

"We're just getting started!"

[Strider89]

She's aware of Blaise's eyes on her as she turns, and is fully aware that her body shifting from back, to side, to front gives Blaise an overall generous glimpse at the way her tight fitting leotard fits snugly on her, drawing attention to her features. And he looks like he wanted to say something - to compliment on her body under his, maybe? It may not have been heard, but she knows what he's thinking, and she gives him a narrow glare with her eyes in response.

Blaise almost looks as pleased as her that the match is set to continue. With a grin, he snags her hair and gently tugs her up. He's being more of a gentleman now, and to be honest she can't imagine him as a heel in any way, shape or form. If anything, he's sincere, and that's...appealing to her.

As he brings her up onto her soles along with him, Tomoya is seemingly limp. It looks as if Blaise is set to continue his dominance. But as she reaches steady footing, Tomoya grabs Blaise's wrists and throws his arms off her. "You're right, the night is still young!" She'd show him how well she can fight back, going for a body blow to his chest with her knuckles, then another, followed by a third to try and knock the wind out of the male! And if she managed that, the girl's renewed vigour would send her to the ropes and press her back against them, running towards a hopefully stunned Blaise as she leaped and went for a crossbody splash, throwing her whole body against Blaise's own to bring him down to the mat!

[CyanDimitrik]

Well, he certainly didn't not notice the skinny little athlete's physique as she rotated over. But he's doing his best to stay focused! And that glare she shot him was perhaps a little cuter than she'd intended. Still, he seems ready to lay into her once she's on her feet before him. His hands leave her soft hair, the left hand moving to her narrow shoulder as if to steady her.

Tomoya comes in with a surprise hit, nailing Blaise on the chest! "Hnf..!" The noise is equal parts shock and pain, briefly stunned by both. Then a second hit, then a third nails into his bare pecs, leaving him reeling. The girl successfully dashes to the ropes and springs at him, nailing him with that crossbody splash! Her torso slams across his, bearing the scantly-clad teen down to the mat beneath her in a sprawl!

[Strider89]

Judging by Blaise's wide eyes, he hadn't been expecting that shot from the girl! And Tomoya wasn't one to do things half-hearted. If she hit you once, she'd do it again, and again, and again! Blaise was lucky she'd only gone for three hits, although his luck didn't last as the girl sprang through the aim and slammed herself against him, pinning the handsome male down under her! She's on top of him in a sprawl, much like he's trapped under her, and given that their positions had been reversed a moment ago, she peers down at his face with her tongue poking between her lips towards the teen. “You're that keen to get under me?” She teases. She's not normally one to behave like this, but she's filled with euphoria after turning the tables. Plus, Blaise's behaviour was...infectious, to be honest. She couldn't help but be mischievous herself.

She doesn't go for a pin, but she doesn't just let him get away either! Tomoya spots one of her opponent's arms lying limp and takes hold of the limb. Shifting herself so her legs slides between Blaise's trapped arm and across his smooth chest, Tomoya begins to tug at his arm in an arm bar submission hold! “How are you gonna get out of this?” She taunts him again, reaffirming the pressure shooting through his limb as she stretches it!