Re: Agila vs Cheetah: Hentai Match

[MR. Q]

Just as Ivan prepares to deliver another vicious body blow, Zoey sees an opening. With lightning speed, she thrusts her fingers towards his face in a desperate attempt to blind him with an eye poke. However, Ivan's quick reflexes allow him to dodge the strike at the last second.

Zoey's fingers brush past Ivan's cheek, missing his eye but still leaving a path of stinging sensation along his skin. If that hits, he would probably need to see the doctor for it. Seizing the opportunity from Zoey's momentary distraction, Ivan fires back with a swift hook aimed straight at her jawline.

[Dwrites]

Zoey lets out a groan of frustration as her finger barely miss their target thanks to Ivan’s quick reflexes. Seeing Ivan prepare his counterattack zoey decides it’s time to jump ship from this engagement. Barley avoiding the hook by dropping to her butt before sliding under the bottom rope(landing on her butt again) before crawling under the ring intending to exit out the other side to regroup and plan another attack.

[MR. Q]

With a smirk, Ivan watches Zoey hastily retreat beneath the ropes, effectively escaping his immediate pursuit. He doesn't bother chasing after her, already anticipating her return.

"Not done with you yet, cat lady," Ivan calls out, voice echoing in the empty space underneath the ring. He strides over to his designated corner, leaning back against the padding as he catches his breath.

Ivan's eyes remain fixed on the spot where Zoey disappeared, a mixture of anticipation and irritation swirling within him. She may have dodged him this time, but he's confident that won't be the case once she regroups.

"Let's see what other tricks she has up her sleeve," Ivan muses to himself, cracking his knuckles in preparation for their inevitable.

[Dwrites]

As zoey crawled under the ring she heard Ivan telling her he wasn’t done with her yet. “Well I’m not done with you either douchebag ” she responded in thought not wanting to give away her location. Exiting from underneath the ring on the opposite side she looked up to see Ivan staring at where he last saw her. Grinning from ear to ear she crawled her way to the corner he was in zoey would position herself behind the metal pole right behind Ivan and grab both of his feet and attempt to pull them from under him, if she succeeds she will pull him groin first into the metal pole before putting both hands on one foot and twisting it.

[MR. Q]

Just as Ivan finishes speaking, he senses movement behind him. Spinning around with a feral glint in his eye, Ivan barely manages to dodge Zoey's sudden lunge, avoiding her attempt to take out his legs.

As Zoey tugs at his feet, Ivan leaps back, using the momentum to pivot around and confront her directly. "Fuckin' cat!" he exclaims, his voice a mix of surprise and irritation. "Tryna sweep my legs like that?" He shakes his head, grinning fiercely.

"What are you? A ca......t?" He trailed off lamely.

Yes, she is a cat. Dumbass.

[Dwrites]

“Dammit!” Zoey exclaimed as Ivan barely avoided her sneak attack putting her in an awkward position, on one hand he couldn’t really retaliate as he was in the ring while zoey was on the outside on the other entering the ring while your opponent was very much active was a risky venture. Bitting her lip as she mentally went through all her options she decided that getting back in the ring would be the best choice but she would need to be careful with a hop she got onto the apron carefully watching Ivan, if he approached her walking or running she would immediately hop back down from the apron if he didn’t make any attempt to approach her she will hop back into the ring over the ropes before saying “I though you had working eyes? Don’t you see these cute cat ears” as she pointed to her fake cheetah ears. After standing still for a couple of moments she’ll spit at his face before charging toward him attempting to kick him in the gut.

[MR. Q]

Ivan's hand shoots up instinctively, catching Zoey's spit mid-air before it can land on his face. He gives an unimpressed snort.

"Well, ain't you a neat freak?" Ivan taunts.

Zoey lunges forward, aiming a kick at his abdomen. Ivan absorbs the blow without flinching, his rock-hard abs proving impenetrable. He grunts, but doesn't falter. Using his spat-upon hand, Ivan delivers a stinging slap that echoed across the arena.

[Dwrites]

The slap hurt like hell physically, getting hit with her own saliva hurt her pride. But if there was one thing Zoey Johnson didn’t do it was admit defeat. Using the force from the slap to spin around zoey would drop down to one knee and stick the other leg out making it appear she was going for a leg sweep but before it could connect with Ivan’s legs she would retract it before leaping over him and attempting to grab his hair to pull his head down with her.

[MR. Q]

Ivan's instincts prove true once again as Zoey takes another low blow attempt. He springs into action, leaping backward to evade her leg sweep and whatever follow up she is about to do. The force of his jump carries Ivan straight into the ropes, rebounding off them with renewed energy.

Without missing a beat, Ivan lunges forward, arms outstretched. His aim is catching Zoey off guard as he aims to deliver a solid clothesline across her chest.

[Dwrites]

Zoey’s leg sweep faint worked as Ivan backed away allowing zoey the time and space to leap into the air like a pouncing cheetah. But Ivan hadn’t remained ideal he had rebounded off the ropes hoping to clobber Zoey with a clothesline. Both their eyes widened as they saw they were on a collision course but unable to stop it due to how fast they were moving. As their bodies collided their lips would meet causing an accidental kiss to occur. Zoey and Ivan’s faces turning red from the embarrassment.