Riza Hawkeye vs. Keith Fox - Going Viral

[BlackAkuma]

”Three seconds.” He held up the appropriate amount of fingers. ”You need three seconds to win.” He winked as they slid closer. ”But yeah, I get what you mean, you got my bad side, a little lucky. Not happening twice, baby bird.”

He moved in and grappled with her, trying to get a good feel for what she was really capable of. He was initially pushed back, taken aback by her strength, but he planted his feet and surged against her to retake his ground. As near as he could tell, they were evenly matched, or so close to it that it wouldn’t make much difference.

Not a problem, though - he hadn't planned on brute forcing it, anyway. He’d paid no small amount of money to get trained for this, and it was time to get the bang for his buck.

He worked against her for another moment before he ducked down, grabbed her by the wrist, and spun out to her side, trying to transition into an arm wringer.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

"We already know I can pin you for two. I just need that one last second is all" Riza replied, ad the two of then locked up, pushing against each other.


Neither budged. They both pushed harder, abd neither budged again. Sure, they pushed each other back a little, but nowhere enough to gain any ground on the other, seemingly evenly matched!

A stalemate...this was just getting more and more interesting for the former soldier.

She had been just about to break that stalemate when Keith did so first, Hawkeye yelping as he suddenly twisted her arm behind her back, making her wince as he tightly jerked and bent her arm behind her.

"Ergh...alright...so you've had some training..." she said, momentarily stuck in place.

[BlackAkuma]

An arm wringer was such an essential move, it was silly getting excited about locking it in, but Keith couldn't help himself - this was already going way better than he could’ve hoped. Hawkeye wasn’t a bad wrestler by any stretch of the imagination, he could tell that right away, but he was doing a good job holding his own. How far could he push it?

”The best money could buy.” He pushed her forward and tightened the grip, ensuring she couldn't slip away. ”And I’m just getting started.”

Now, what could he do to yank her chain, just a bit? Had to keep up appearances, didn’t want this thing to get too friendly or it might ruin his reputation. Need to show some control…

Ah.

He reeled back with his spare hand and gave Hawkeye’s backside a finger slap, right on the fatigues. Not only a dick move, but he’d try to use the shock of it to let go, reached up, and snag her with a headlock from behind before she could adequately react.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Riza couldn't help but laugh a little at his comment of having the best training money could buy. Not that she didn't believe him, nor was she trying to mock him. After all, he was equaling the quality of training to the cost of said training, and if that was the case, then Riza had this match in the bag, because who spent more money on "training", so to speak, than the US Government and their military?

She would have voiced these thoughts, opening her mouth to do so even as she struggled against his strong grip, only to let out a high pitched gasp, as she suddenly felt a sharp slap, connecting just against her left butt cheek! A bold move...a brazen move, to slap the butt of a woman like Riza Hawkeye in a non-hentai match. Some men wouldn't be so bold. But fortune favored such men, it was said, and it did pay off for him, as during the split distraction, Riza found her head suddenly snagged tightly in a headlock, the soldier grunting in discomfort and surprise, grabbing at the arm around her head and trying to tug her head free in a futile gesture!

[BlackAkuma]

Though there were some boos developing, probably off his slap, there was some applause mixed in as well, as if they were surprised she could pull something as technical as a headlock off without a hitch. He appreciated that, but they shouldn’t have been so jazzed - he wasn’t joshing about the whole ‘best money could buy’ thing. His trainer had been a retired vet, and she hadn't come cheap, charging four figures a session. He’d been worried that she was just milking him, but now that he was in here with someone who he wasn’t making a small fortune off of, he could see she was worth it.

”Gotta keep your head in the game, Barbie.” He ground down on the headlock and gave her a quick noogie for extra humiliation, grinding his knuckles into her skull. Not wanting to push his luck too much, he planted his feet, shifted his hips, and tried to plant her on the mat with a headlock takedown, looking to see how well he could control her on the mat. Test out his ground game, just a little.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

While there were some boos in the crowd, Hawkeye herself didn't even really mind the butt slap. Hawkeye knew she had a great butt, and had been informed of said greatness of her butt by more than one person over the years of her adulthood. What she DID find annoying though, was being trapped in a side headlock by a guy who was wrestling his very first official match! What were her CO have said about this!?

Then came something she wasn't expecting, but realized as she felt it, that she had been dreading it. The NOOGIE, Keith's gloved knuckles roughly grinding down against her head, messing up her golden blonde hair and causing Riza to let out a growl of frustration, slapping at Keith's hand for the short duration.

"H-hey! Knock it off! This isn't a school yar-WoahShit!"

She was cut off, suddenly tossed around, landing on her back on the mat, with Keith landing on top of her, still with his arms around her head in the the headlock. Riza grabbed at the arms around her head, squirming and kicking her legs up, trying to catch her legs around his neck so she could pull him down to the mat properly with a headscissor hold!

[BlackAkuma]

Lock the fingers in an S grip? Check.

Lean in to increase the pressure? Got it.

Post up with the feet? Done and done.

Keith kept the headlock secure, ensuring that Riza wouldn’t be able to worm her way out, locking her down tight with the move. He shook his head with a knowing smirk as she pawed at his arm - nope, wouldn’t be that easy. He’d gotten the transitions down well and intended to milk it for as long as he could.

He knew there was a possibility her legs could be coming into play, but she moved in with them faster than he anticipated and snagged his head, pulling him down and freeing her up. Not the ideal place to be, but he wasn’t without an answer.

Keith grabbed her leg, rocked back, then threw his body into a full kip up, trying to pop it free and get to his feet all in a single motion.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Hawkeye's feeling of superiority and having quickly escaped the headlock and trapped Keith was ruined near immediately, as the blonde man was able to roll back and kip back up to his feet, escaping between her legs within a second. She would have found it impressive actually, if the situation didn't immediately put her at a disadvantage to him. She was quick to react herself, rolling away from Keith and bending her legs, showing off her own athleticism by copying Keith, kipping back up to her feet in one swift motion, crossing her arms as she turned to face Keith.

"Impressive. I didn't even get to make a joke about you being between my legs."

She didn't waste time waiting for a reply to that, although she hoped he wasted the time in trying to give one, as she'd immediately charge back in towards him, throwing her arm out to try and catch him in the chest with a clothesline.

[BlackAkuma]

And there came more applause. Loving it. Fuck Likes and Superchats, this was the best.

”That’s how it’s done!” He shot his hands in the air and stepped forward, soaking it all in, before spinning around just in time to see Hawkeye doing the same. Not bad, not bad at all - he was pretty sure that wasn’t the sort of thing they taught in basic training, either. He was starting to wish he’d done some homework on her before they kicked this thing off, he was getting curious about her story.

He snickered and stepped forward. ”Hey,” He wagged a finger her way. ”Don’t you worry, I’ll be back there-”

Keith's excellent flirting was cut short as Hawkeye rushed in and slammed her arm against his chest, hitting him with a clubbing blow. He fell flat on his back and laid there, blinking and shaking his head at the sudden shock. ”Okay, that-” He winced, halfway through sitting back. ”That was just mean, lady.”

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Hawkeye shrugged, looking down at Keith with a playful smile on his lips.

"I can be a mean lady sometimes. But your starting to impress me. Keep it up and you might see more of my nice side, Youtube Boy."

She said with a flirtatious wink. How much she meant of that...even she didn't know, to be honest. But she knew, had seen first hand, that casual flirting was as useful in these matches as any combat technique was, so, now that she was all in on the erotic wrestling train...why not use it to her advantage?

Also being used to her advantage...her combat boots. Via stomping the hell out of people. Which was exactly what she would do next, raising her foot and aiming a hard stomp down onto Keith's chest while he was still down. If the first one connected, she'd follow up with another. and another. and another. and another, a repeated dose of stomps to weaken and wear down her opponent!