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

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At first, it seemed that Lucas was at Astrid's mercy. But when the blonde lifted him onto her shoulders, the white-haired guy started sending punches at her head. This caused the descendant of the great Vikings to stagger, but then she growled furiously and managed to keep her balance. At that moment, nothing could stop her and she ruthlessly sent her opponent's body down.

The sound of wood cracking and Lucas's scream filled the sauna. Astrid's signature move sent splinters of wood flying in all directions. One of the benches of this sauna was irretrievably broken. If there were an audience here, they would probably be really excited. However, it was enough for the Golden Dragon that the white-haired guy in front of her was currently writhing in pain.

“Enjoy...” the Norwegian woman murmured.

Without letting go of the Danish guy's legs, she rose to her knees and then leaned forward. Lucas's legs ended up on her shoulders, while Astrid put her hands on her opponent's shoulders. Her pelvis was firmly pressed against his butt, and her ample breasts hung over his face.

If he had the strength to open his eyes, then he may enjoy this view before it was all over for him, because it was nothing more than a pretzel pin. The referee quickly made sure that Lucas' shoulder blades were firmly pressed against the wooden floor, so she lay down next to the fighters, and then slammed her hand on the floor for the first time.

“ONE!”

[Teenwrestler]

The Dane knew what was coming, as soon as he was pulled down and then raised up onto her shoulders there was only one way he was going and that was down onto the floor or the wooden bench. He tried his best to stop that outcome, tightening his legs around her neck and shoulders to stay upright while raining down punches onto her head. However, nothing could stop the wrath of the descendant of the great Vikings as she attempted to conquer the man who tried to ruin her personal life. Taking the strikes, she finally brought Lucas down and left him in between the debris of the now broken wooden bench!

Lucas was down and out, laid out sprawled as the blonde did not feel remorseful for her actions at all. His legs remained almost coiled around her neck and shoulder as she pushed up onto her knees and then leaned forward towards his face. Her breasts would hover over his face while she pressed her palms against his shoulders with her pelvis against his ass. The referee quickly noticed the pin and did his job to count.

"TWO....THR-" he almost counted when Lucas would thrust his hips upwards and jerk to the side, getting his shoulders up off the floor as he turned to the side and broke up the pin. "Hah...Hah...is that all you got? That was nothing...." he panted, almost laughing as he knew that the match was almost close to being over. However, he was not going to let this go just yet! He still had to make Astrid pay!

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When the referee's hand touched the wooden floor for the second time, Astrid tensed her entire body, increasing the pressure on her opponent. She had no reason to want this match to last longer than necessary, so she intended to end it here and now. However, when the referee's hand went to the floor for the third time, it turned out that Lucas had other thoughts on this matter.

Suddenly, the white-haired guy jerked violently to the side, causing the pin to be broken. The Golden Dragon didn't even have to look at the referee to figure it out because she hadn't heard the third clap. Well, fine. The Norwegian woman was about to get to her feet, but then she heard her opponent's voice.

“Nothing you say, huh?" Astrid asked, after which she grabbed the Danish guy by the hair. “Yeah, maybe, I just warmed up after all!”

The temperature meter above the glass door read eighty degrees Celsius, which meant that ten minutes had passed since the start of their match. There was a strong smell of sweat in the air now, but that didn't bother Astrid much. What was important was that when the temperature reached one hundred and twenty degrees, it would be almost impossible to stay here, let alone fight. Even though she and Lucas were in the same conditions, the blonde understood that she had to finish the match as soon as possible.

Pulling the Danish guy up by his hair to force him to his feet, Astrid intended to swing her right arm and send a simple but hard elbow strike into his face to make sure that Lucas would remain stunned and would not be able to resist her before the next big move.

[Teenwrestler]

It certainly took a lot out of him to kick out of that. Perhaps in any normal circumstance, Lucas would have lost this match. However, the pain and humiliating in losing to Astrid was just unbearable to the Dane. She was the one, according to him, who took Belinda away from him and there was no way he was going to lose to someone like that. Digging deep and just managing to kick out before the count of three, Lucas would roll over to the side and still had the cheek to mock the descendant of the great Vikings.

"Ack! Stop pulling my hair....this isnt a catfight" Lucas hissed, frustrated at his inability to deal with the blonde woman who was just all over him. The room was getting a bit hazy due to the steam, he certainly felt the temperature of the room going up as the scent of sweat was thick as well. "Do your worst..." he muttered under his breath, enough for her to hear him as she would rear her arm back to go for a elbow strike.

However, just as she would swing her arm, Lucas would duck under her strike and get behind her. He would wrap his arms around her waist and grip her as tightly as he could. "Hah...screw....YOU" he said as he attempted to pull her up and German Suplex her on the rubble of the broken wooden bench! If his plan worked, he would throw himself on top of her and go for a quick pinfall.

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Despite the relatively high temperature around her, Astrid acted coolly. Yes, she wasn't a fan of hair pulling, but today she was willing to make an exception because her opponent was an exceptional jerk. Forcing Lucas to his feet, she ignored his words and swung her right arm, preparing to send a hard blow to his face.

But although the Golden Dragon had no doubt of success, the white-haired guy took a quick step with amazing agility, dodging her blow. For a man who was barely able to move a few seconds ago, Lucas acted with amazing speed, quickly getting behind Astrid and wrapping his arms around her waist.

Growling, the blonde threw her left arm back in an attempt to hit Lucas' head with her elbow. But unfortunately, she didn't have enough time, because the Danish guy abruptly leaned back and in the next instant Astrid's body crashed into the wooden pieces of the bench, which she had recently broken with her signature move.

“GGAAHH!!!” She screamed.

It hurt like hell as the pieces of wood bit into her skin mercilessly. Astrid gritted her teeth and tried to take a deep breath, but before she could recover, Lucas lied on top of her, pinning her shoulder blades to the floor, which the referee immediately noticed.

“ONE!”

“TWO!!”

“Suck it!!!”

Despite the pain, Astrid put her hands on the shoulders of the white-haired guy and abruptly turned to the side, at the same time throwing him off. No, if he still dreams of winning, then she will show him that he will have to try much harder. Somewhat slowed down after the hard suplex, but Astrid began to get back on her feet.

[Teenwrestler]

Lucas was well aware of the fact that the odds were stacked up against him but he didn't care, he was going to make sure he was going to going to make Astrid regret this decision for the rest of her career. While he was not off to a good start, things had now changed in his favour. After a desperate kick out from one of her signature moves, Lucas turned the situation around by slamming the blonde down onto the broken bench in a German suplex before going for a pin. Astrid managed to kick out at the count of two, aggressively shoving the Dane off her and letting him know what she really thought of his efforts of trying to pin her.

"Tch, do you think that was it? I'm not going to stop until you realize that you made the biggest mistake in your life by messing with mine!" he growled, now grabbing her sweat soaked hair to yank her towards him, then tucking her head under his armpit as he steadied himself. The white haired wrestler squeezed tight before trying to fall down down backwards, attempting to spike Astrid's head onto the sauna floor for a quick DDT!

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One suplex isn't something Astrid couldn't handle. However, some factors significantly strengthened her opponent's throw. Due to the extremely high temperature around her, as well as the wooden shards that the blonde's back had crashed into, it turned out to be more than enough to slow her down. By the time Astrid started to get to her feet, Lucas was already waiting for her.

“Grrrhhh!!" She groaned in a strangled voice as the white-haired guy's arm wrapped around her neck.

Instinctively, she tried to push the Danish guy away, but unfortunately, she didn't act fast enough, which is not the case with her opponent. Lucas leaned back, pulling Astrid with him. From this position, she could not group herself in any way, and therefore a moment later her head crashed into the wooden floor of the sauna.

“Guuuummmhhhh!!”

The Golden Dragon collapsed onto her side, covering her face with her hands in a futile attempt to calm the burning pain. She felt terribly dizzy, which seemed even worse due to the continuing rising temperature. Her bikini was already soaked through with sweat, but the most unpleasant thing was that the temperature had only just begun to approach really serious values.

[Teenwrestler]

It was time now for Lucas to get some well deserved payback. Astrid, being the more seasoned pro wrestler out of the two, had predictably taken control of this match but now she was surprisingly on the back foot. This was the Dane's chance to muster a comeback, get his revenge and win the match if he could. After suplexing her on the broken bench, he would get back up on his feet and watch his opponent struggle while on the floor. Not content yet, he would pull her back up and then once more bring her down, this time by smacking her head against the wooden floor of the sauna by delivering a DDT.

Lucas would roll over and sit up straight while next to her, breathing heavily and looking down on the floor with a blank look on his face. His chest heaved up and down as he would brush back his sweaty hair before getting up on his knees and watching her in pain. "This is your fault. I didn't want any of this....you made me do this" he said before grabbing her hair and pulling her back up to her feet.

"I dont care what it costs, but im going to win this match! You're going to go back to Belinda and she will have to settle with a loser" he taunted before wrapping his arms around her waist and pushing her back against the wall to pin her. From there, he would start to squeeze the life out of her in a bearhug, while resting his head on her shoulder. Lucas was prepared to knock her out, thinking the lack of air thanks to the sauna coupled with the bearhug would be enough to defeat one of the best wrestlers at LAW.

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Barely able to contain her painful groans, Astrid tried to cope with the consequences of her head hitting the wooden floor. Considering that this was preceded by a hard suplex, her condition left much to be desired. Yes, she was strong, but no fighter can ignore really significant damage.

Her condition left her open to the Danish guy. After he threw another sentence towards Astrid, the Golden Dragon clenched her teeth and growled out of anger. Funny or not, absolutely every word coming out of his filthy mouth made her angry. However, after a moment, her growl was replaced by a painful groan as Lucas grabbed her by the hair.

“Gggghhh!!!”

Pulling her up, the white-haired guy forced Astrid to her feet, and a moment later his arms wrapped around her waist. Even though she was dizzy, the blonde realized what was going to happen next. Lucas lifted her off the floor, starting to squeeze her. Because of this, the Norwegian woman's eyes widened, her body was filled with pain while she lost the ability to breathe.

“Uuuummggg!!" She groaned in a strangled voice.

It seemed that the Danish guy was overestimating his own strength, because even though he was a man, it would probably have been difficult for him to hold Astrid, given the weight of her muscles. However, it turned out that Lucas still had a brain. The white-haired guy took a few steps forward, pressing Astrid's back against the sauna wall, thereby making his work easier.

“UUUUUMMMMMHHHHH!!!”

Due to the two previous attacks, as well as the damn high temperature of the air, the Golden Dragon was in a truly terrible situation. She was rapidly losing strength, and although she put her hands on her opponent's shoulders, trying to push him away, it did not bring much success because she could not put enough strength into it. After a few moments, the Golden Dragon began to feel a tingling sensation in her fingertips. She was very familiar with this signal. She's going to lose consciousness soon.

“Settle with a loser…”

Those words echoed in her head. And that echo didn't get any quieter. She imagined this moment in every detail. Pain. Tears. Despair. And all because of one asshole who thinks he has more right to claim the heart of one of the best women Astrid has ever known. The picture that the blonde imagined filled her with the most negative emotions possible, and because of this, her lavender eyes turned red for a moment.

“I'd... rather die... than... let this happen!”

She took her hands off the white-haired guy's shoulders. Perhaps many would have thought that Astrid would try to start doing what she knows best, namely punching. But no. At that moment, she was overcome with anger. Because of this, she didn't want to hit Lucas, but to literally kill him. So her hands went up and she grabbed the Danish guy's head from both sides. She directed her gaze into his eyes so that he could feel this moment, and then her fingers tightened, starting to squeeze him with a double-handed clawhold.

Maybe punches would have been more effective, but Astrid did it for a reason. The Golden Dragon decided to give Lucas a chance to prove whether he really believes in the truth of his words. If he's really that serious, he might well try to keep Astrid in his hold. However, the question remained whether he would be able to hold out until Astrid lost consciousness, because the descendant of the great Vikings literally tried to smash the white-haired guy's head using her truly wild strength, fueled by hatred for the man in front of her.

Spoiler

[Teenwrestler]

Things were getting hotter and not just because of the heat in the sauna. Tempers were high and Lucas's words were really getting under the skin of Astrid. Perhaps this was not wise from the Dane, who was hell bent on not only physically hurting Astrid but also emotionally as he kept undermining her relationship with Belinda and that he would be the one to end it, before it even began!. She was groaning in pain and struggling while he had her pinned against the wall, squeezing the life out of her. Their abs pressed against each other, their sweat soaked bodies grinding and battling for supremacy as the Dane glared into the fiery eyes of his opponent.

However, that fire seemed to be slowly extinguishing because her struggles were fading, her hands that were pressing against his shoulder were also losing steam and she was seemingly on the brink of passing out due to the exhaustion, heat and sweat. However, Lucas made a critical error in taunting her by telling Astrid that Belinda would have to settle with a loser like herself which seemed to reignite the deep hate that the woman had for the Dane.

"Nrgh w-what are you? Nrgh...Ah....Argh....AHHHHHHHH" he growled in pain as she began to squeeze his head in a double handed clawhold. At first he challenged her by continuing to squeeze her waist but it was clear that her squeeze on his head was far more effective than his on her body. He started to feel dizzy and his head was throbbing, he quickly released the bearhug and grabbed her hands, trying to pry them off his head as he tried to pull himself away from his opponent in an effort to try and escape this literal headache!