Painting the Town Red: Ivan Ramirez VS Crimson Spring (Haruka Miyazaki)

[MR. Q]

Just as Ivan closed in for the impromptu lip-lock and fingers-only foreplay, Haruka's quick reflexes allowed her to sidestep his charge to the left. Catching him off guard, she neatly sidestepped behind him and seized the opening.

Before Ivan could react, Haruka threw her arms around his torso, using his momentum against him. With a powerful heave, she hoisted him up and over her shoulder, executing a flawless German Suplex that sent Ivan flying backwards across the ring.

Ivan crashed to the mat with a heavy thud, but hardly wasted a moment to recover. Springing to his feet in a fluid motion, he barely had time for Haruka to rise before launching himself at her once more.

This time, Ivan aimed low, swinging a wild clothesline in an attempt to knock the wind out of Haruka before she can recover quickly.

[Aifumi]

It's as clear as day, as if the red head finally had the formula to the questions that science couldn't answer. Maybe all of her sufferings earlier in the match had paid off enough, that she finally learned what are her opponent's style and strategies without any worries anymore. As she released her opponent in the german suplex, her opponent went flying behind her, but flawlessly managed to get up once again. She realizes that in terms of speed, her opponent might have beaten her. But this time, she's not going to let that fact unused as her advantage.

Instead of trying to beat his speed, what she has to is to predict whenever her opponent is getting ready to attack. Her opponent is vicious and relentless, close to unstoppable so she had to be careful and analyze what he will do next. After realizing that he would charge towards her with a clothesline, maybe out of frustration, she uses this as an another advantage of correct prediction, trying to dodge it by ducking under before grappling his midsection, to throw him into another devastating slam, the backdrop.

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[MR. Q]

Spotting Ivan's clothesline attempt from a mile away, Haruka opted not to engage in a physical battle of speed and agility. Instead, she employed a shrewder tactic, using her opponent's aggression to her advantage.

As Ivan charged ahead, arms outstretched, Haruka dropped low, expertly avoiding the clothesline swipe. She kept her gaze fixed on his chest, waiting for the precise moment to pounce.

Timing her move impeccably, Haruka latched onto Ivan's stomach as he barrelled past, using his momentum to execute a swift backdrop suplex. The maneuver caught him entirely off guard, slamming his back hard onto the unforgiving canvas once more.

Feeling the rush of the air leave his lungs as Haruka's move slammed him into the mat, Ivan struggled to regain his bearings. Disorientation washed over him in waves, leaving him temporarily stunned and dazed.

However, Ivan was far from finished. He knew he needed to act quickly lest Haruka gain the upper hand permanently. Grappling blindly for purchase on the mat, Ivan attempted to roll to his side and begin scrambling upright. His goal? To put as much distance between himself and his adversary as possible to clear his head and formulate a new plan of attack.

[Aifumi]

As the redhead finally managed to gain more and more advantage on her opponent, she starts to feel overly confident, wanting to follow up with even more further attacks. But looking at the nature of the match and how Ivan treated her earlier when she was in the torturous Boston Crab, she know she had to gain revenge on him. Knowing that her opponent is stumbling from the attack earlier while trying to get up on his feet once again, she knows it's time for her to do the same thing that her opponent had repeatedly done onto her.

Waiting for the right moment for her male adversary to stand up, the red head then charges and rushes in lightning speed, towards her opponent, aiming to deliver a devastating spear on his midsection to send him tumbling onto the mats once again. If it would ever work, the red head would then straddle his muscular figure, admiring him for a little while as she smirked, before trying to strip his briefs off to reveal is vicious snake!

[MR. Q]

Haruka sensed weakness in Ivan, exploiting his stumble as he clawed his way back to vertical. Seizing the opportunity with ruthless precision, she launched a full-on charge, sprinting across the mat with deadly intentions.

Her aim was true – a perfectly executed spear tackle that drove her hip into Ivan's midsection, sending him flying backward once again. This time, however, Ivan managed to plant himself.

He have caught Haruka's spear tackle head on!

"Ouch..." He muttered with a wince after taking the Spear to the gut. He was lucky to have managed to plant himself earlier or else.

Holding the beautiful redhead in his arms, he would try to heave her up to lift her in a Vertical Suplex of his own as payback from earlier!

[Aifumi]

Haruka was tunneled vision by the fact that she wanted to somehow turn this match around nonetheless. It was too much for her to bear and nonetheless she had to finish Ivan's energy off so that she could actually put him in a submission even though it's not her expertise. Her bottom of her swimsuit is wet now thanks to her opponent's skillful stimulations. Though, it's now her turn to dominate. But what she didn't expect was that the male red head would be more prepared this time, standing his ground even more firm. The spear attempt would eventually fail as she awkwardly embraces his midsection.

"Nnh! Eh? Ah.. Hehe- Ahhh! No!"

Her adversary would waste no time to lift her petite body up by her waist, assisted with the front lock thanks to the position the spear had put her in. She would then be lifted in the air for a while, as the audience witnesses and admires her small figure mid air before devastatingly slammed onto the canvas on her back with a loud thud, letting out groans of pain as she's left vulnerable once again.

[MR. Q]

As Haruka barreled into his gut with the might of her body, Ivan knew precisely when to seize control of the situation. The force of her impact drove Haruka deeper into his grasp, unwittingly presenting her slender frame for an easy lift.

Without hesitation, Ivan hooked his arms around her midsection, securing her supple figure. Haruka's body arced upwards from the force of Ivan's heft, soaring into the air for a moment before plummeting down back onto the mat through sheer might.

When Haruka struck the canvas, the sound reverberrated throughout the arena – a resounding smack-THUD that echoed her anguished cry for pains shooting through every nerve of her body.

Feeling Haruka slump lifelessly against him, Ivan decided to finish the match decisively and assert his dominance once more. He couldn't help but grin wickedly as his eyes roamed over her crumpled form sprawled across the mat beneath him.

With a swift motion, Ivan hoisted Haruka up by her arms, twisting her into a seated position before effortlessly tossing her over his shoulders once again. As she dangled limply, Ivan would then proceed to run across the ring towards the nearest turnbuckles with intent to crash Haruka into it with a Bull Rush and slammed her down.

[Aifumi]

It couldn't have gotten any better. The red head has to keep up her momentum or she won't be able to fight back against him once again, being vulnerable all the time. But she's also dazed by the multiple thuds that she received. It took her quite a while to rise up from her position but to no avail, the male red head reached to her first. As she had already stood up, being an angry bull that he is, Ivan hoisted her up to his shoulders before rushing to one of the corners on high speeds.

Eventually, her small stature would crash onto one of the turnbuckles by the impact of the rush, as the red head lets out a few coughs, since Ivan literally pushed out the air from her body, before going into a resting state on the turnbuckle. She took a breather, leaving herself vulnerable again before she could actually pay attention. But if Ivan would try to advance onto her with a hand-based strike (like a lariat), she will try to counter by at least grabbing her arm, and proceed with a kiss if possible.

[MR. Q]

With the upper hand firmly in his grasp, Ivan wasted no time capitalizing on Haruka's momentary weakness. His powerful legs propelled him forward at breakneck speed, swiftly crossing the distance between them until he reached the corner post.

At the perfect angle, Ivan thrust Haruka's lithe form against the unforgiving turnbuckle, the impact knocking the wind out of her lungs once more. Haruka's coughs echoed in the arena as Ivan pressed his advantage, using her stunned state to pin her petite body against the corner.

As the breathless Haruka struggled vainly against the turnbuckle, Ivan seized his chance to assert total dominance. His hands shot out with lightning swiftness, closing around the delicate mound of Haruka's sex in a painful iron claw grip.

[Aifumi]

Dazed on the corner, the red head glares towards her opponent, not wanting to give up just head. Her opponent is standing right in front of her, basically showing her who's boss in the ring for sure. Now that the advantage belongs to the male red head once again, giving way more opportunities to play with the female red head's body as much as he like. Eventually, Haruka's damp crotch would be clawed eliciting a squeal and moan, while her hand instinctively holds his arm that was grabbing it.

"Nnhh! Annhh.. You jerk..."

The dazed red head would then attempt to retaliate, but she's a wrestler, not a rule breaker for sure, whom without hesitation would go for a low blow as well. Instead, the red head would use her free hand to form a fist and gather as much power as she could before charging up to punch onto Ivan's abs a few times. Then, her hand would attempt to get into his shorts and grip around his shaft as she leans in to whisper into his ears.

"The match starts now, and you'll not get out of here scott free~"