The jungle girl and the Barbarian's meeting: For ZorzLeth

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Oscar couldn't help but laugh at Fang's response before being swiftly kicked in the back with her free leg! He let out an "OW!" and would let go of the jungle woman's leg in response, stumbling forward a bit before finding his footing and turning around.

"Right on the nose on that one. Been curious about strikes more- but the rules on those have always been confusing so I haven't really looked much into it"

Oscar commented on Fang's observations before going to block some of her punches with his arms with some impressive reflex time- something that he was taught recently thanks to one Antonia A. Aunt. Still- it didn't help him when his defense was focused on his upper body, leaving his legs vulnerable as the sweeping kick connected! It didn't knock him over, but it did make Oscar stumble a bit and drop to a knee. It would take precious time for the big man to get back up- which meant Fang could follow up as she saw fit!

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Fang saw this and had options. Normally, she would have continued barraging the opposition with additional kicks and strikes through her Muay Thai and kick-boxing training. But, this was sparring so she did not need to get full on serious just yet. She could test out some other moves. Instead, she leaped up onto Oscar so that she was sitting on his shoulders and his face was seeing her midriff.

If this was successful, she would tightened her legs around Oscar to secure her hold. Then, she would use her body to direct and flip Oscar onto the floor.

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Oscar let out a quick "ACK!" as Fang lept onto his shoulders and tightened her legs around his head, finding himself getting flipped to his side as he crashed onto the Canvas. Turning a bit red from his predicament, Oscar would do his best to remain focused as his hands gripped Fang's legs to try and start pulling them off of him. The young lion's legs also kicked back and fourth slowly on the canvas, trying to stay moving while fighting for a breath of fresh air.

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Fortunately for Oscar, Fang wasn't planning on keeping the hold on him for long. Just she felt Oscar grip her legs, Fang rolled back and got off Oscar. She rolled onto the floor and got back up on her feet as she observed Oscar getting up.

"So, how did my legs feel?" Fang teased Oscar a bit as she allowed him to recover and get back up. She probably knew that Oscar would go for something big and would be ready to move out of the way if need be. If her observations of him as a grappler were correct, she did not want to be grabbed by him.

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Oscar gasped for air as Fang loosened her legs, also being quick to roll onto his feet as he shook his head about. When asked about her legs, Oscar smriked and would answer simply and plainly.

"Your legs? They're strong! Should've expected as much"

Flashing a competitive but friendly grin, Oscar would attempt to mix things up a bit by breaking out into a sprint and running toward Fang. He'd attempt to run past her and rebound off of the ring's ropes before launching himself at her with a spear tackle- trying to take the air out of his sparring partner as he tried to send both of them crashing into the canvas!

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Fang moved out of the way when Oscar sprinted towards her, but did not count on the rebound. She turned around and gave an "Oh shit!" expression, as Oscar got her in a spear tackle. The breath was almost knocked right out of her as the two crashed on the canvas. Fang grunted as she was left briefly dazed by the tackle, leaving to whatever Oscar could do next.

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Oscar would absolutely capitalize on this chance, pushing himself off of Fang and rolling her over onto her front as he turned himself around and grabbed ahold of her legs while snaking his massive legs over and under her torso.

"Since you were so kind to show off your legs to me, how about I return the favor?"

Oscar flashed a bit of a cheeky smirk as he started to bend Fang's legs in a sharpshooter hold while applying pressure to her torso with his legs- giving the jungle woman a deep, powerful squeeze as he the Barbarian Prince looked to lock in his signature hold: the tempest twister!

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Fang found herself being easily flipped by Oscar as she was now facing down on the ring floor. She soon felt Oscar grab hold of her legs and snake his legs around her waist. She released a gasp as she felt Oscar deliver a powerful squeeze on her hips. While certainly powerful, it seemed that Fang wasn't trying to break out of the hold just yet.

In actuality, Fang was enjoying the squeeze. As she released a happy groan.

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Oscar raised his eyebrows in surprise by Fang's reaction before a wide grin spread on his face, followed by some friendly laughter!

"Ha ha ha! I'll take that as a good thing!"

Oscar kept the squeezing up, still holding onto Fang's legs. Occasionally he would pump his leg muscles to give a short series of big squeezes to try and wear down Fang's stamina.

"No wonder you're friends with Rylie- you seem to share a common interest, hehehe"

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"What can I say?" Fang responded with a smirk of her own, "A good squeeze really never hurts anyone." She soon felt Oscar squeeze her in tight bursts. She gripped the floor as she released sexy grunts with each burst that Oscar gave to her. She knew that her stamina would be worn down by this, but she could not reach for the ropes just yet to free herself. She wiggled a little bit as she slowly angled herself towards the ropes.