The Spartan vs The Prince

[Teenwrestler]

With the wrestling prince tapping wildly, the referee would scrape Daisuke off Helen as the Spartan was not letting go. A huge argument broke down between the female wrestler and the referee while Daisuke was down on his back, coughing and catching his breath. At this point the wrestling prince was starting to get light headed. The scent of sweat was thick, a lack of fresh air and due to the humid conditions he had lost his stamina and was running on reserves.

Daisuke would get back up, he was not looking good. His hair was a mess, body red hot and drenched in sweat as he raised his arms up to match Helen. "Y-yes my Spartan warrior.....come and wrestle your prince" he demanded as he moved in to grapple her. The two locked up once again, this time Daisuke took a more defensive approach.

"Hah...you smell like my sweat stained gym bag" he taunted, trying to throw her off her game while he held on the grapple.

[ScylliasExoter]

Helen had already reached max rage with his feet on her face. Telling a runner that she smelled was mild in comparison.

"I've run marathons before. Your gym bag smells like someone who skips cardio."

Both were breathing heavily at this point, with them having grappled for several minutes. Even Helen was putting forth immense effort to stay on the offensive, but she kept pushing. Trying to wipe out Daisuke. She waited until she saw an opening and attempted a hip toss.

[Teenwrestler]

In truth the whole sauna room was filled with the scent of sweat and not just Helen it was Daisuke too. However, telling a woman she smelled like a sweaty gym would no doubt throw them off but a tomboy like Helen did not mind. Instead she would taunt him about it back while grappled up. The truth was Daisuke was looking to get under her skin to throw her off her game because he was tired, he was way too tired.

Then it hit him! Marathons?! No wonder she has this much stamina. "What?! You never told me this before...." he said a bit surprised but now knowing why she had no much stamina. The two were going back and forth, Daisuke pushed her back and then she pushed him back it happened for several minutes before Helen took the lead, pushing him back more and more but eventually bumping her hip into his and tossing him over it to bring him down on the mats.

"Ahhhh!" he moaned, clutching his lower back. "Damn Spartan! Whats it going to take to slow you down!" he said in anger.

[ScylliasExoter]

Helen went down on the ground with Daisuke and rolled him over him over. She pressed herself snugly against his back as Daisuke's arms tried fighting her away.

If you're so tired, then maybe you need some rest.

Helen began wrapping her right arm around Daisuke's neck and her legs around his torso. She was going for her dreaded rear naked choke.

[Teenwrestler]

Not expecting the hiptoss, Daisuke found himself being tossed to the wrestling mats as he clutched his lower back and howled in pain. Helen was not too far behind either, she quickly dove in and rolled him over onto his belly before mounting his back completely. The Spartan woman pressed her toned body against his, wrapping her arm around his neck and her legs around his waist.

"Guuugh! C-cant breathe" he complained, weakly pawing and clawing at her arms while squirming under her. He tried to press his palms against the mats and push up to all fours but was too tired and fell back down onto his belly, he tried to roll around and struggle but the heat and sweat had tired him out. He wiggled and squirmed before what felt like forever....passed out in the submission to give Helen the lead for the first time.

Time left:15 minutes
Daisuke: 2
Helen: 3

[ScylliasExoter]

Helen felt immensely satisfied when she felt Daisuke go limp in her arms. She gave him another squeeze or two before sitting up and flexing. Her rage had dissipated and she was back to her usual charming self. She then propped Daisuke up against her, snuggling with him as she told him a story

Did you know my people invented the marathon? 26.2 miles. It was the distance an Athenian messenger ran from the battlefield of Marathon back to Athens to tell them we had defeated the Persians. He ran it so fast that he died after giving the message. Now we run one every year. Speaking of which, we're almost at the end of our time here. You ready to get another round in?"

Helen stood up and bade him to rise and come at her.

[Teenwrestler]

This Spartan woman was something special, despite not being the best of wrestlers she still had something that most did not and that was an abundant amount of stamina and willpower. Daisuke was at his end at the 45 minute mark thanks to the heat and sweaty conditions yet Helen only seemed to get better the more she wrestled in these conditions. Daisuke was unable to break free or counter and once again fell to her and was knocked out. With the lead taken by the Greek, there were only 15 minutes left.

Helen would grab the prince and pop him up against her, hugging him as she told him a story. "Hah....hah...." he breathed heavily against her neck, snuggling back against her as he was glad to get a rest period. "This....doesn't bother you? the heat and sweat?" he gasped while grinding against her before she let go and told him to rise.

Daisuke took a second before getting back up to his feet, he raised his arms up and grappled up against her in a clinch, looking to push back but was clearly struggling.

[ScylliasExoter]

Helen locked up with Daisuke. At first, she pushed with almost full strength. Despite being winded, Daisuke still had more raw strength than her. After stalemating for some time, Helen changed tactics and side-stepped, attempting to hip toss or Judo throw Daisuke using his own momentum.

[Teenwrestler]

Both of them were locked up in a heated battle, their strong and sweat clad bodies grinding and rubbing against each other. Helen pushed and so did Daisuke, both going at it hard. Neither was able to get the advantage but Daisuke's ego did not allow him to change tactics. He wanted to prove he was stronger, the better grappler and began to push harder and harder but Helen did the same.

Ultimately, the greek would step the side and throw him down to the mat in a classic hip toss. "Ahhhhh" he cried as his back hit the mats and he clutched it in pain. "Tch, cowardice Spartan!" he groaned trying to roll away.

[ScylliasExoter]

"Cowardice? COWARDICE?!" Helen pounced on Daisuke as he tried rolling away. She landed on his back and pressed up against him. Helen then locked in another sleeper hold, nice and snug.

"You just can't handle that you're so tired and can't manage basic counters now." Helen loved the feeling of Daisuke weakening in her sleeper hold, his muscular body slumping against hers, but then she remembered what he did to her early in the match to win his first fall.

"Oh I have a better idea for you. If you're so strong and brave, throwing me off this move should be easy," she said while laughing maniacally. Helen then let go of the sleeper hold and tried rolling Daisuke over onto his back, setting him up for something far more devious.