[Sauna Match] Astrid Arvidsson vs Lucas Anderson - The war for love

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One of the fundamental principles of boxing says that the most dangerous blow is the one you don't see or don't expect. When Lucas rushed to her after his meanness and plunged his shoulder into her stomach, the blonde was completely unprepared for this. The collision of her back against the wooden floor was painful, but much more unpleasant sensations were in the area of her bare stomach.

The Golden Dragon tried to do everything in her power to keep her breathing even. However, time was definitely not on her side. The white-haired guy was apparently proud of the success she got by breaking the rules, and this prompted him to think that this was a good moment to take revenge on the descendant of the great Vikings for the punches she sent into his stomach.

When she felt her opponent mounting her thighs, Astrid forced herself to open her eyes despite the pain. She didn't like what she saw at all, because Lucas had already clenched his fists. When she saw this, she had no problem understanding what the Danish guy was up to. And although she was definitely in a very bad position, this time she was ready. As Lucas' fists headed for her bare stomach, she tensed her steel abs.

"Gh! Gh!! Gh!!!"

Of course, every punch was still painful, but it wasn't the kind of pain she couldn't handle. The Norwegian woman was proud of her abs and she had every right to be, at least for the simple reason that she survived the match against Kyoko Akan. However, with each new blow, she felt her body weaken, so she intended to throw both hands forward in an attempt to push her opponent away. Unfortunately, Lucas clearly had objections because at the same moment he leaned forward. Clinging as tightly as possible to Astrid, he grabbed her head, starting to squeeze it.

"You hit like a little bitch!" Astrid growled in response to the question.

Grappling wasn't something she loved. But if the white-haired guy thought that this was his field, where he had an undeniable advantage, then he was very wrong. And Astrid knew a great way to demonstrate that. As soon as Lucas wrapped his arms around her head, she immediately wrapped her arms around his torso. Grabbing her left wrist with her right hand, the Golden Dragon intended to tighten every muscle in her arms, thereby closing the Danish guy in a ground bearhug hold. Someone might have called that his attempt at close contact with Astrid was a courage. But the Golden Dragon intended to show him what real courage was because she wanted to check which would break faster, her damn skull or his fucking ribs!

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Lucas could not deny it, it actually felt really good just letting out his raw anger. Not only was he successful in taking the Golden Dragon down to the floor but he was able to mount her and get a clear view of those flawless abs that she was undoubtedly proud of. Lucas would glare at her direction, looking her in the eye before pummeling her abs. He smirked as each blow caused him to let off some steam, finally letting some aggression out due to how Astrid's and Belinda's relationship left him. However, he could not deny that the woman had worked on her physique, those abs were quite the specimen and he felt the stiffness against his knuckles as he struck against them.

He still needed to, however, win the match and simply striking her abs would not do the trick. No, he needed to make her submit or better yet knock her out. So he decided to lean forward and press himself on top, squeezing her head in his arm for a strong facelock. "Shut up! You're not in control anymore! I am! So why don't you just shut and sub-AHHHHHH" he suddenly howled in pain when her arms wrapped around his torso and began to squeeze him in a grounded bearhug.

"Nrgh h-how this is...nrghhh NO AHHHHHH" he yelled as she was clearly having the advantage in their tradeoff. Lucas would release her head, pressing his palms against her shoulders to try and push himself away from her as sweat dripped off his body onto the floor and on her in this immense struggle.

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"Gggpphhh..." Astrid groaned through clenched teeth.

Even with her fiery temperament, she was not one to deny the obvious. Lucas really had impressive strength, even considering the fact that Astrid was quite a big woman. The blonde's head felt it in all its glory because it was obvious that the Danish guy clearly spared no effort to crack her skull like a nut.

However, everything is learned in comparison.

When the Golden Dragon wrapped her arms around her opponent's waist, the entire sauna was filled with Lucas' scream. But even if he had managed to remain silent, the space would not have remained in silence because the white-haired guy's ribs literally began to crack. Yes, the grip on Astrid's head was painful and unpleasant, but there was no doubt that the guy was in much more agony than she was. The best proof of this was that as soon as the descendant of the great Vikings began to squeeze her opponent, Lucas almost immediately let go of her head, instead starting to try to create distance between them by placing his palms on Astrid's shoulders.

"Don't even think about it!" Astrid growled.

Having found a foothold, she intended to push off with her left foot from the wooden floor and thereby force them to turn over so that now Lucas was on the bottom. It would seem that this position was ideal in order to keep the Danish guy in place.

But actually Astrid had other plans.

And if she could turn them over, she would put even more strength into her arms while simultaneously taking an upright position. Right. At first, she intended to get on her knees, and then fully rise to her feet, thereby turning her hold into a classic bearhug hold. Lifting Lucas off the floor, she was going to push her chest forward to literally crush the white-haired guy for all the shit he brought into her life!

[Teenwrestler]

It was clear to say that Lucas had massively underestimated Astrid. He was on his journey to become a LAW superstar while the blonde was on her way to becoming one of the top wrestlers at the promotion. She had worked hard for this and perhaps even harder to win over Belinda. Lucas treated this as a competition, the winner would get Belinda's heart whereas Astrid didn't see it that way because the silver haired male forgot one key thing- the Swede was not a prize to win over two people as her say in this would be the most important. Regardless, Lucas blamed Astrid for this and there was no chain of reasoning behind his challenge.

As he howled in pain, he would try to push the blonde warrior off him but she would not let him go. She squeezed him harder and harder, when she felt him making progress on trying to escape she would show off why they call her the Golden Dragon by firstly rolling the two over so that she ended up on top of him. He growled as he looked up at her, sweat dripping off her forehead onto his before she....heaved and pulled him off the floor, getting back up to her feet and taking Lucas with her in a classic standing bearhug.

"ARRRGHHHH AHHHHHHHH" the Dane yelled in pain as the mighty descendent of the Vikings crushed her foe. Lucas would squirm and struggle in the submission, clearly his tactic of pushing her shoulders to create some space was not working. He was starting to feel heavy, his head feeling light headed as he would slump over towards her with his head resting on her shoulder now.

He would bring his hands together in a big fist and raise it high in the air as he tried to strike Astrid's back with a double axed hand fist once....twice.....three times. The referee was close to the action, making sure Lucas could still fight and was ready to intervene if he passed out. "Hah..Let....me.....GO" he roared.

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Astrid has never beaten people for pleasure, but she was never going to deny that sometimes she gets pleasure from beating people. This was one of those cases. When she wrapped her arms around the white-haired guy's waist and lifted him off the wooden floor, Lucas screamed in a strangled voice. This only caused the Golden Dragon to direct even more power into her arms, she wanted to hear the crunch of her opponent's ribs.

The Danish guy put his hands on Astrid's shoulders in an attempt to push off and thereby create a space between them, but he might as well have tried to move a bulldozer with his bare hands. Good luck. The descendant of the great Vikings may not have been the strongest woman on the planet, but she was one of the strongest women in this federation. The best proof of this was the fact that after a few moments Lucas's body began to weaken, he even put his head on her shoulder.

The referee came closer to them to check his condition, but suddenly Astrid felt a powerful strike in the back. It hurt, but it wasn't something she couldn't handle. She clenched her teeth, trying to tighten her arms even more. However, a moment later, Lucas sent another strike in her back, and then another one. This time Astrid couldn't keep silent.

“Grrrrhhh!!!” She groaned.

Lucas demanded that the blonde let him go. Of course, Astrid didn't want to do this, but after those strikes, she felt her grip begin to weaken. Apparently, she had no choice but to comply with her opponent's demand. But with one condition…

“As you wish!" She growled.

Pushing off from the wooden floor, the Golden Dragon rushed forward, accelerating with each step. She was really going to free Lucas, but only when there was one step left between them and the wooden wall. That's right, Astrid intended to flatten the white-haired guy between the wooden wall and her massive body. As they say, between a rock and an anvil. Literally.

[Teenwrestler]

By now it was clear that Astrid wanted Lucas to regret ever challenging her- or perhaps regret that he ever put her in this condition of fighting for Belinda's heart. No doubt the Norwegian loved wrestling and the thrill of competition, but this was something more than that- this was personal. Having never actually had a professional match before, the Dane was figuring out just how training and sparring differed from an actual match. The heated conditions did not help either, it was too hot, too sweaty and too musky for him to focus on his tactics. That, coupled with the fact that Astrid was just a wrestling machine, she had him trapped in one of the most powerful bearhugs he had ever had the displeasure to endure.

However, he was fighting for something too. If he was going to go out, he was going to take Astrid with him. He knew Belinda would never accept him anymore, but at least by winning he would tear these two apart if Astrid was a woman of his word. However, that too was looking slim as the Golden Dragon squeezed the life out of him. His screams echoed in the sauna room before he finally fell limp against her. The referee came to check but he mustered a counter, striking her back with a double axed handed strike, pushing her shoulders, squirming and doing everything he could do to escape.

A warcry demanded that she let him go, and she did just that when she felt the strikes intensify. Astrid ran forward, carrying Lucas in her arms, as she slammed him back first against the wall to sandwich him between the hot sauna wall and her body. "GAAAAAAAH" he yelled in pain before falling limp against her, once more head on her shoulder and arms by his side as he panted heavily. "Hah...just....what...are you" he moaned.

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It was hot. Literally. Astrid loved the sauna, but she usually came here to relax. Now there was a different situation and she couldn't lie to herself, fighting in such hot conditions turned out to be a real test. In addition, the temperature continued to increase, starting to burn her skin covered in sweat. Even though Astrid had good endurance, she understood that she had to finish the match as soon as possible.

With wild force, the blonde slammed the Danish guy into a wooden wall, which caused Lucas to let out another painful scream, after which he went limp. The white-haired guy's head fell back onto her shoulder, while his arms dangled like two rags. The only thing he had the strength to do after that was ask a question that made Astrid snort.

The descendant of the great Vikings pressed her left forearm against her opponent's chest, thereby keeping him in an upright position, and then slightly moved away from him, not wanting her lush breasts to be in contact with his body for too long.

“I'm a woman whose personal life you have entered like a worm!" She growled, clenching her right fist. “And now you will know my anger!”

Removing her left forearm from Lucas's chest, Astrid intended to throw her right fist at his face, and then do the same thing again, but using her left fist. And that was just the beginning, as the Norwegian woman intended to start throwing her fists at her opponent's body as if it were a volley of cannon fire. She didn't care where her fists landed. Face, chest, torso. Doesn't matter. It was important for her to beat the shit out of Lucas, it was important for him to know what her dragon's rage is!

Dragon's Rage

[Teenwrestler]

It was clear that the difference of skill between the two was massive. Astrid had been a word class wrestler at LAW, a pioneer while Lucas was out here purely for revenge. He hadn’t even technically made a debut yet picked up a fight against a championship contender wrestler! The battle was purely personal but LAW sought to capitalize the real and raw emotions of both fighters, pitting them together in this intense match to let out steam both figuratively and literally! As Lucas was slowly losing the will to carry on, having been crushed by the bearhug and smashed into the wall- he leaned onto Astrid’s shoulder with his arms dangling on the side while she held him in the powerful grip. In that moment, Astrid would ease up her grip to press her forearm against his chest to push him back and keep him upright against the wall before taking a step back.

Lucas would raise his head up to meet Astrid’s eyes, seeing the burning passion in them while he was breathing heavily. She responded to his question, letting him know who exactly she was and what he had forced her to do. He gritted his teeth in anger, raising his fists up to fight back but was a little too slow and sluggish because Astrid was the one to land the first blow! Then, the blows came raining down. “Uuughhh arhghhh owwww gaaah!” he cried out as her dragon’s rage struck his face, jaw, chest, torso while he tried to cover up or block but her fists were too strong and fast with Lucas taking most of the blows before slumping down on the floor on his ass, his back still leaning against the wall as Astrid showed no mercy to the man who challenged her love.

The referee wasn’t sure what to do, she could still this was very personal and technically the rules permitted everything. “I….c-can’t…..lose….ughhh” he groaned in pain, trying to grab Astrid’s left leg as he tried to drag himself back up to his feet.

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In fact, it was just a series of extremely fast and powerful punches. But Astrid didn't use it in every match. This series of punches required a certain emotional state from her, and only a few of her opponents were given the opportunity to feel it for themselves. Lucas was one of those who could awaken genuine rage in the Golden Dragon, and now the white-haired guy had to learn everything that was in Astrid's soul.

She stopped only when the Danish guy got down on his butt, no longer able to resist the fists of the descendant of the great Vikings. Astrid's knuckles turned red, while large drops of sweat dripped from her body. The temperature in the sauna continued to rise, gradually increasing the consumption of the Golden Dragon's stamina. However, at that moment she cared very little about it.

When Lucas wrapped his arms around her leg, using it as a support, Astrid snorted in annoyance. If he thought she would back down from her words so easily, then he had made perhaps the biggest mistake of his life. The blonde was not one of those who retreated before difficulties, instead she preferred to cope with these difficulties, and usually by very radical methods.

Bending down, she intended to wrap her arms around the waist of the white-haired guy, and then straighten up to her full height, thereby lifting him into the air parallel to the floor. If there were any viewers here, they would surely understand what was going to happen next.

Yanking Lucas up sharply, the Golden Dragon intended to turn him over and put him on her shoulders. Turning to the left, she was going to abruptly send the white-haired guy's body down, at the same time spreading her legs to the sides. So Astrid was going to fall into a sitting position and drive Lucas's body into the wooden sauna bench with a gutwrench sitout powerbomb, which was better known as her signature move, the victim for the dragon!