Re: Rose Meets Royalty - Amy Rose Vs Chase Hunter (No DQ Match)
Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2026 4:34 pm
Well, Amy is certainly no adonis, but she has her fair share of muscle! Gym workouts were a daily obligation for her, and one she strictly held herself to. Her boxercise programs too, while she was watching cheesy romantic dramas. More than once, she might have gotten a little distracted from the emotion and punched the wall of her apartment. Oops. Regardless, Chase is feeling the fruits of her progress from innocent girl to plucky wrestler. And that's not the only thing he's likely to be feeling, given her body lying across his. She almost hopes this pin would last forever, so she can remain nuzzled up against his sleek abs and toned pecs.
As to his pondered question...well, wasn't that half the fun of figuring a girl out? The more of a mystery she is to him, the more of a chance he'll become intrigued by her and want to know everything about her! Curiosity is only natural, after all!
She spies him peering up at her. Squinting, but that icy gaze of his is gone. Is he captivated by her at that moment? Perhaps he's starting to become more aware of the beat of his own heart in this position! Her coquettish smile meets his own stare as the second count is called.
And then, Chase thrusts his body up. There's a frustrated yell that accompanies it, as he pushes the girl up and off him. Amy falls on the side, but she doesn't look disappointed. As she figured earlier, this wasn't going to be the moment that decided the outcome of the match. But it certainly gave her food for thought. An idea coming to mind as she briefly got up, moving to the corner she had started at when the bell had rung. She bent down, gripping the handle of her Piko Piko Hammer. The crowd's breath began to seize as she went back over to Chase, looking down at him.
"Don't worry. Tonight might be no DQ, but I'm not gonna hit your pretty little face with this." She nudged Chase onto his front, so that she could drop her pert rear onto his spine. "Of course, you might prefer that compared to what I have planned for you, Chase~" Her mischievous side is coming out now. She brings the hammer forward with both hands, over the cheetah's head. Bringing the handle to his throat. And then, she aims to pull back so that strain is applied to his upper back! The move is akin to a camel clutch, but instead of yanking on Chase's head with her hands, she's letting her trusty mallet do the hard work here!
As to his pondered question...well, wasn't that half the fun of figuring a girl out? The more of a mystery she is to him, the more of a chance he'll become intrigued by her and want to know everything about her! Curiosity is only natural, after all!
She spies him peering up at her. Squinting, but that icy gaze of his is gone. Is he captivated by her at that moment? Perhaps he's starting to become more aware of the beat of his own heart in this position! Her coquettish smile meets his own stare as the second count is called.
And then, Chase thrusts his body up. There's a frustrated yell that accompanies it, as he pushes the girl up and off him. Amy falls on the side, but she doesn't look disappointed. As she figured earlier, this wasn't going to be the moment that decided the outcome of the match. But it certainly gave her food for thought. An idea coming to mind as she briefly got up, moving to the corner she had started at when the bell had rung. She bent down, gripping the handle of her Piko Piko Hammer. The crowd's breath began to seize as she went back over to Chase, looking down at him.
"Don't worry. Tonight might be no DQ, but I'm not gonna hit your pretty little face with this." She nudged Chase onto his front, so that she could drop her pert rear onto his spine. "Of course, you might prefer that compared to what I have planned for you, Chase~" Her mischievous side is coming out now. She brings the hammer forward with both hands, over the cheetah's head. Bringing the handle to his throat. And then, she aims to pull back so that strain is applied to his upper back! The move is akin to a camel clutch, but instead of yanking on Chase's head with her hands, she's letting her trusty mallet do the hard work here!