Minerva vs Daisuke - Game of Thrones

Watching as Daisuke pounded on his chest, Minerva almost had to stifle a chuckle. It amused her to watch him act like this, knowing how sweet it would feel to wipe that smirk right off his face.

She then watched as he sprinted full speed across the ring toward her. And right at the last moment, Minerva pulled on the rope to her right to drag her self out of harm's way, hopefully leaving Daisuke to crash right into the turnbuckles.

Taking a few steps back, Minerva waited until the man was turned around to face her, before sprinting toward him. "Daisuke!" she shouted out at the top of her lungs as she launched her right boot up, aiming to slam the sole of it right into Daisuke's smug face with a powerful kick.

He couldnt see through her facial expressions with all that wild hair covering her face as her head hung forward from the turnbuckle, had he seen her smirk and that stifle chuckle he probably would have chosen a different cause of action as he sprinted forward. It seems the prince had underestimated his opponents stamina and endurance, she still had a lot left in her and as the wrestling prince came charging in at her, she pulled on the rope to drag her out of the way making sure that Daisuke crashes into the turnbuckle head on, missing his target.

"Nngghh owww fuck!" he grunted as he almost bounced off the turnbuckle when he crashed against it, he backed up aimlessly as he began to rubb his face, unaware of his opponents positioning. As soon as he turned around and raised his head to scan around for his opponent, all he heard was her loud scream of calling out his name followed by her boot smacking against his face.

"Uuuurghhhh!!!"he moaned as he got struck with that big boot, going down on his back immediately and clutching his face. One boot to the face, and the prince was down on his back!

The sadistic woman hit the bullseye as Daisuke's face was suddenly introduced to the sold of Minerva's boot. A wicked laugh then burst from her lips as she watched the man fall out of the corner and collapse onto his back.

"I hope that was as painful for you as it looked." Minerva said as she moved to stand over the grounded prince's body, before suddenly dropping her rear down to crash onto his stomach and knock the wind right out of him. Now sitting astride her foe, Minerva would then grab his wrists and pin them down by his head.

"This is where common trash like you belong, beneath true wrestling royalty." she taunted, grinning as she stared down at him. Seeing the pinfall attempt in place, the ref would then quickly slide over by Daisuke's shoulders before slapping the mat.

"ONE!..."

The sole of her boot connected against his pretty-boy face, causing him to go down on his back. He couldnt roll away too far as Minerva quickly stood over him and then dropping her butt down on his abs as hard as she could, her entire body weight smacked against his to knock some wind outta the wrestling prince, which was a good way to exhaust any wrestler out earlier in a match. Daisuke let out a small grunt as her rear came down on his abs, his legs flipped up and down onto the mats due to the impact.

The next thing he felt was, his hands being pinned up against his head. Minerva tried to sneak in a very arrogant pin position, his head cocked to the side when he heard the referee count one. Daisuke's eyes widened as he suddenly got to know about his position and the referee counts. "Damnit, arghh you bitch"he hissed back at her as the two exchanged glares from their positions. The wrestling prince would try to kick his legs up and try to shift his body weight to the side, hoping that Minerva would lose her balance and topple to the side, all the while he would also try to use his arm strength and try to lift his arms up from the ring mats, trying to power his way out of the pin. "Nnngghhh arrgghhhhhh!" he roared.

"TWO!…" the ref shouted, her hand slapping the mat a second time. And Minerva licked her lips as she smirked down at her seemingly trapped prey, feeling confident she'd be able to keep him held down under her weight.

But somewhat to her surprise, Daisuke kicked and bucked, and rolled to the side while pushing his arms off the mat, causing Minerva to roll off of him while also breaking the pin just before the three count. The crowd cheered and applauded as Daisuke kept the match alive, but a grunt of mild frustration left the sadistic woman's lips as she stood back up.

"Haven't had enough yet, huh? Fine by me." Minerva said, making her way over to her foe. If he hadn't already made it back to his feet, she would reach down and grab two fistfuls of his hair, then yank him back up just as he had done to her not long ago.

He was feeling quite embarrassed and was almost about to get humbled in the situation as the referee counted till two. His struggles intensified and he finally managed to break out of the pin, just in the nick of time. "Nghh, it's going to take alot more than a ridiculous straddle pin to put me down" he snarled as she was shoved off him, Minerva was quick to get back up on her feet while Daisuke only managed to get up on all fours.

"Ow Ow, hey hey no hairpull! this isnt a catfight" he complained as Minerva yanked up on his hair, forcing him to get up on his feet. The wrestling prince had a plan however, as soon as he was grabbed by the hair he was ready to counter attack. After being pulled up on his feet, he tried to smash his forearm into her chest and if that stunned her he would bring his knee up into her abs to knock some wind out of her this time.

Minerva chuckled at the obvious discomfort Daisuke was in as she yanked him up to his feet. "You still think you can tell me what to do? How cute." she said with a grin.

But even if her opponent wasn't female, pulling hair was still against the rules, and the ref quickly came over to remind Minerva of that. She told the raven haired beauty to release him, but her words went ignored. And so, the five count started, threatening to disqualify Minerva if she didn't let go.

However, as the count only reached two, Daisuke's forearm suddenly launched forward and smashed into Minerva's chest. "Agh!" She let go of his hair and brought her arms over the spot on her chest he hit, only for the man's knee to then shoot into her abs. "Ugh!" she gasped, hunching over and stumbling back a few steps.

That hairpull was annoying, even though he had short hair, it still felt quite stingingly painful. After his initial whining, the referee was quick to acknowledge his complains and began her count to DQ Minerva. Daisuke used that as a slight distraction as he managed to strike his forearm into her chest and following up with a knee strike to her belly to double her over infront of him, while she staggered back.

"Yeah I can tell you what to do, lets see what you got princess" he taunted as he got close enough to strike another forearm shot to her mid-back as she was still bent down infront of him before wrapping his hands around her head from the front, squeezing his head tight against hers and jerking her body down, Daisuke tried to get her to go down on her knees, with him. Where he would continue to work her over in this front-facing headlock. His sweaty arm squeezing around her head, biceps bulging as he was panting a bit "Do you submit? *huff*huff* ask her ref".

"Gah!" Minerva shouted as he slammed his forearm into her back. And the next thing she knew, the prince was wrapping his arm around her neck in a tight headlock, forcing the woman to her knees.

Instinctively her hands went up to try to pry his arms off of her, though this was likely a futile effort. She grunted out in pain and discomfort as he constricted on her head with the hold. And responding to Daisuke's command, the ref immediately knelt by Minerva and asked if she would surrender.

"Ugh! You must be joking!" she replied, firing a punch at Daisuke's abs. "You honestly believe true wrestling royalty would be subdued with a damn headlock?!" she barked back before hurling a second punch as the prince's midsection. She hoped her strikes would cause him to loosen his hold enough for Minerva to get back to her feet. And if she did, she would then hurl her knee right into his stomach. "Hyah!"

The prince and the princess, a battle for wrestling royalty where neither egos would allow themselves to be out-wrestled easily. Daisuke was already working up quite a sweat as he kept Minerva down on her knees, keeping the headlock locked in as tight as possible. He was enjoying each moan and grunt that left his opponents lips. She refused to submit and taunted his efforts to make her submit."It takes more than a mere headlock to make wrestling royalty submit, true. But then again, YOU are not true wrestling royalty" he snapped back at her before feeling a punch that connected against his ribs.

"Uurggh..." he grunted, his hold loosening up just a bit. Another shot followed, making his grip weaker to the point that Minerva was able to rise back up to her feet and forcing the prince to get back up as well. As they got back up, he tried to tighten the hold again but his timing was off as Minerva was quick to bring her knee up into his abs, Daisuke released his opponent and staggered back away from her, nursing his abs from that attack as his body glistened under the ring lights, due to the thin sheen of sweat. That knee shot left him short of breath and doubled over infront of her.