Daisuke & Arlise: Fit Like a Prince(ss)

[Winter]

Lise could have asked for no greater relief, save for having her opponent cease from squeezing her midsection together, than to have the jostling stop. That bit of respite helped her avoid the growing sense of dread that he might grind her into such submission that she would wish to surrender, though her head still remained tilted to the ceiling and her fingers digging into his arms as he continued to constrict her and leave her hanging at the whim of his power. A considerable power it was, though again, she would never admit as much; he did not lie about his wrestling expertise.

But, she thought through the fog of trying to fortify her toned midsection against his thick arms, he still could not be proven skillful enough to defeat one of her pride and power. She would not give up, as he demanded, even as his coils made her choke out another "Gnnnn!"

She focused, past the squishing of her trunk and the sense of his body pressed to hers and leaving her no respite, to what she should be doing in this situation. One tactic often worked, she new, as she glanced down at his face...but with the way he held her, Lise didn't have that option. That left her with one other...that would cause a bit more pain if it did not immediately work and leave her dangling with no extra support, but it would work if she fought past it.

Titania squeezed her fingers against his arms one last time to brace herself before she released her grip from them and brought her elbows, and then her hands, down on the sides of his neck and head in a quick set of sharp strikes and chops.

[Teenwrestler]

The wrestling prince was starting to get into his groove, as he became more comfortable in the ring- his arrogance and over confidence started to creep back in him. He held her tight against his arms, squeezing her as hard as he could while shaking her around. She was certainly in pain as evident from her groans. Although Dasiuke was still a bit sour about the woman staying silent when he demanded to know her name, that could certainly be fixed after this spar was over and he was victorious. He only chuckled at her futile attempts of her fingers digging into his forearm to try and relax his grip, her efforts only made him double down on his grip.

The feeling of her abs against his own was slightly satisfying, she did have a perfect body- one that Daisuke didn't want to admit as well, her breasts pressing up against his chest as her sweaty body wriggled against him, giving him a sense of superiority. When the woman looked down towards his face, he grinned "Oh? Thinking about giving up yet?" he hissed as he hugged her tight. However, giving up was not an option for the red head as she began to squeeze her finger tight against his arm to cause him some discomfort before she began to drive her elbows and hands on the side of his neck and head. "Owwww....owww...Ugh..." he groaned, louder and louder after each strike.

Each blow weakened his grip until he was forced to release his submission. Daisuke uncoiled his arms from her waist and staggered back into the ring ropes, clutching his head and moaning in pain as he was quite dazed from those couple of strikes.

[Winter]

The pain was misery, but Lise squeezed her eyes shut against it once her blows started to find the man's head. Through it, she just kept swinging. And when it felt like her stomach might have been squeezed into her chest while her abs tried to hold back the pressure, he finally let go.

Lise landed on her toes with a loud, relieved gasp, but fell down onto her knees nonetheless, bringing her arms around the curves of her trunk to soothe the lingering pains in her muscles that persisted even after her opponent had let her go. Her eyes finally shot open, wild and watering, as she gave her midsection a spare second to pull itself back together.

It did not completely recover before she lifted her head, red hair spilling around her face, to regard the staggering male, and she forced herself to get to her feet, take a gathering step, and throw a high, barefooted kick right towards his face.

[Teenwrestler]

Daisuke give it his all, he really tightened his grip against the red head as much as he could. He had his teeth gritted in effort, he shook he around, squeezed her but still she would not give up. She would take in everything he gave her and somehow withstand her, eventually squirming her way out of it slightly before smacking her fists against his head and neck. Blow after blow, the wrestling prince's grip weakened and he was eventually forced to let her go. Daisuke staggered back until his back pressed up against the ring ropes, he clutched his head and massaged it a bit, shaking his head a bit as he took a moment to get his head back in the match.

He lifted his head up to find his opponent, only to watch the beautiful woman rush him, leap up high in the air as her bare feet smacked right into his handsome face. *THAWK* "Uurghhh!" he grunted as he was toppled up and over the ring ropes and down on his belly on the gym floor. Daisuke let out a loud groan as he stayed there, down on his belly. Moments later, he would push up on his hands and knees, sweat dripping down his chiseled frame as he took deep heavy breathes. "Gah...N-no way" he hissed.

[Winter]

There were few better cures for Arlise than seeing the power of her legs send a man staggering over the ropes. And though she stretched her body once she lowered her foot, and ran her hands down her sides to continue to straighten her aching torso (thankful that he had not done any damage that would keep her from a match), Titania gently smiled to herself, and appreciated the fact that a few of the nearby individuals training had taken notice of how she had waylaid her opponent. She sucked in a breath to let them appreciate her before she strode towards the ropes.

Not wanting to give him the opportunity to ease his way back into the ring again, with her back and trunk aching as a reminder, Lise started to grasp the top ropes and flip herself between them as he stood, to give him another set of feet to the face. When her body told her that it was not a good idea, however, as she started to shift and winced against a bite of pain, she instead went a more conservative route...

She dropped onto her hip on the mat, stretched her lower half out from beneath the ropes, and swung another kick at him, this at the back of his head.

[Teenwrestler]

With him being hit straight on the face by her long legs, the wrestling prince was sent crashing out of the ring, over the top ropes and down onto his front on the outside gym floor. There was an audible sound of his body smacking against the floor, followed by a moan of pain as he took a moment to recover and catch his breath before pushing up on his hands and knees, cursing his luck while also contemplating on how to put this red head out. As he was busy trying to recuperate, he didn't notice what his opponent was upto who was already looking to set up her next move. After nursing her sore sides and catching the eyes of some bystanders, the impressive red head grabbed the ring ropes and flipped herself between them but for some reason, she took a second route.

Daisuke at this point got back up on his feet, he was facing away from the ring as he had his back turned and during this time the red head dropped down onto the mat, sliding her long legs out from the lower half of the ring ropes and SMACKED the back of his head with her feet. Daisuke cried out in pain from that sudden jolt of pain as he staggered forward and fell flat on his face once more, clutching the back of his head.

[Winter]

Arlise allowed herself a momentary rush of pleasure from feeling her feet collide with the back of the man's head and watching him careen back to the floor on the outside of the ring. There was something about taking a man down with the mere application of her feet to his skull, and she hung between the two bottom ropes to gaze at him with a small smirk of satisfaction.

But Lise wished to make like a wildcat and keep him the prey, and she slipped beneath the ropes fully to land beside the ring, now conscious of the small audience drying off from the far side of the room and eying the two of them. She added a touch of a strut to her step and a hand on her hip as she approached him, but her plans for him once she arrived wouldn't have quite the same allure...though she did try to add a bit of flourish as she dropped her hips squarely onto the middle of his back.

"Come here, bragging man." Her hands fished for each of his arms in an effort to hook them over her thighs, and at the end of her effort to suspend him over her bent legs, she sought to capture his chin in her hands for the camel clutch.

[Teenwrestler]

Her feet smacked him right in the face, sending him straight back down on again on the cold gym floor as he rolled about a couple of times, further venturing away from the ring as he shifted on his belly. He covered his face and moaned in pain, kicking the floor a bit as he cursed letting the red head get the better of him once more in their private spar, which was starting to get some more viewers. Realizing she had an audience, the woman would finally exit the ring and take this match outside of it as she approached the prince, who was drenched in sweat and down on his belly. She strutted with her hand on her hip, showing off for the small crowd as she made his way to him.

"Ouufff!" he cried out as she thumped her butt on top of his mid-back before before leaning forward to grab at his arms and shift them back, placing them on her thighs before cupping her fingers around his chin and pulling back to complete the camel clutch submission. "Nghh!! AHHHHH" he screamed out loud in pain in the gym. Daisuke wriggled on his belly as best as he could to struggle and make it tough for her to keep on top of him. Sweat dripped down from his body onto the floor as Daisuke's back was bent awkwardly in the submission. "Mfff!! G-get off....ARGHHH" he groaned, struggling against the woman.

[Winter]

Lise spread her feet and knees and yanked back hard on her disoriented prey's chin to sink in the hold. A rush of excitement at the feeling of power (and knowing she surely looked good using his back as her throne) struck her, and the redhead confidently smiled to herself and flicked her head to the side so that the red bangs hanging rather raggedly down into her face shifted to the opposite brow. "You would be smart to..." She craned back with a soft grunt before her gray eyes looked to the ceiling. "...tap."

Still, he fought, though, and he was enough of a powerful force beneath her that Arlise was twice jostled forward and had to crane back again. Each time, she realized that her positioning worsened, as she crept down his back and risked losing his arms. With merely an mmm as her complaint, the redhead lowered his chin for a moment, palming it in one hand while she worked to straighten and re-hook his slipping arm higher on her thigh and shifted her posture.

Her foot lowered onto a small, unseen streak of sweat on the floor, and it slipped completely out from under her. The gasping redhead dropped Daisuke and flopped down, doing the splits on the small of his back in her surprise.

[Teenwrestler]

With the fight spilling outside the ring and onto the gym floor, Daisuke moved further away from the ring to get some distance between his red headed foe. However, this time she decided to pursue the wrestling prince and not wait for him as she did before graciously. Seeing her target wide open, Arlise made her way onto his back, sitting right ontop of him as she made his back her own comfy throne. However, it was about to get quite uncomfortable for the wrestling prince as she locked in a camel clutch. Immediately, Daisuke felt the pain in his back crank up as his head was pulled back, making his body bent into a C like position.

Daisuke managed to wriggle his arms free as they slipped off from her thigh, his hands grabbing at her fingers which were wrapped around his chin. The moaning prince would wriggle and struggle as best as he could, making Arlise struggle a bit as she fought for position. She scooted forward and re-positioned, even relieving some of the pressure on the submission as she momentarily lowered his head, only to palm it with her hand then re-locking it firmly causing the wrestling prince to scream in agony.

However, luck was on his side, her foot slipped on something as her grip broke and she stumbled a bit, doing the splits on his back as she heard her gasp in surprise. Daisuke did not want to waste this chance, he quickly pressed his palms against the floor and looked to jerk upwards, looking to topple her off of him and dump her to the side. "Nghh get off of me!"he growled.