SD 15: Thorns of a Rose Vs. Nathan Weed, Daisuke Takeuchi & Charlie Haines - Tag Elimination!

Charlie had managed to regain his bearings from the elbow and subsequent fall to the outside. "All right me to gwt back into this." He said to himself as he got on his hands and knees.

He was feeling good, seeing that Nathan had gotten Daisuke a breather. He also suddenly felt a hard kick and shooting pain in his testicles. "Uuuuungh!" He grunted as he found himself back down on the mat, rolling.

He glanced up looking at Aoi, who appeared rather pleased with herself. "Why.... the fuck... would you do that?" Charlie squealed in an abnormally high pitched voice as he looked up at Aoi. It would be awhile before he would be able to hop back on the apron....

Kelli was successful in taking Nathan's legs out from under him as planned but as he fell forwards his forehead connected with Kelli's with a thump

"Ugh!" The Italian coughed out right into the American's face as he slumped down onto the mat partially over her. She brought a gloved hand up to the top of her head, breathing out a husky mouthful of air as Nathan started to slip off of her to one side..

"Nnh.. you bastard.." Kelli said through grit teeth as if blaming him for the accidental coming together of head... She swung her arm out, intending to catch him with a retaliatory back elbow into the side of his torso before he was able to roll completely out of range

Their mutual headbutt was entirely Kelli's fault. Nathan had absolutely nothing to apologize for.

"Sorry," Nathan grunted as Kelli's elbow dug into his side, but otherwise he was free to return to his feet. He assumed his stance again, his back to his own corner, courteously allowing Kelli to find her way upright again. Nathan frowned as he waited. Where'd that third girl go?

He didn't think about it for too long, though. Once Kelli was upright again, Nathan would duck forward with a whistling cross to Kelli's navel. Not an ounce of hesitation; Nathan had grown a lot since he started at the AFW.

After tagging in Nathan, Daisuke took his place near the corner of the ring, where his team were supposed to stand on the ring apron. Daisuke took deep heavy breathes as he leaned on the ring ropes, taking a moment to recover from the beating he got from Emi.

"D-damn that cook, How dare she....." he groaned as he looked around to see Aoi moving towards Charlie, who was on his hands and knees. He could have intervened, but the selfish and prideful prince wanted to see Charlie suffer for his insolence in doubting the wrestling prince's ability when he suggested a tag.

After getting a wicked kick to his balls,Daisuke turned around to see him down on his back and still groaning. "Get your ass up here man, one elbow and you're still crying down on your back, GET UP HERE" he commanded, pretending to ignore what just happened to him.

Kelli rolled over and started back up towards her feet, losing site of where Nathan was as she raised up with her back to him and tight clad ass sticking out towards him. She let out a faint huff as she turned around, moving her hand away from her forehead just as him came in and slogged his fist hard into her belly button

"Ugh!" Kelli coughed out, the blow sinking deep into her stomach was enough to force her to double over and collapse forwards against Nathan's body, her hands grasping around the outside of his biceps while her breast pressed into his upper abs

Nathan was a heterosexual male, so the proximity and positioning of the various segments of Kelli's body was not lost on him. But, as hot as she may have been, tonight, they were here to fight, and he didn't have a problem ignoring those sorts of distracting thoughts. Besides, he didn't even know this girl.

Nathan was in prime position to wrap Kelli up in a headlock and follow up with a quick wrestling move, a DDT, maybe, or even something fancy like a suplex. But Nathan was a striker, and his first instinct pulled his dominant arm up and away from Kelli's grasp, then dropped it back down, elbow first, into the back of Kelli's unguarded head.

With Kelli doubled over in front of Nathan, it left the back of her head completely vulnerable as the boxer picked his spot and then drilled down with the firm elbow

"Ouff!" Kelli huffed out right against Nathan's chest as the blow hit her and took her down to one knee, her face rubbing firmly down against his abs and ending up at his hips. Kelli draped her arms around the upper back of Nathan's thighs and ass, holding him close as she shook her head

Nathan frowned. He had intended for that elbow strike to put Kelli facedown on the mat, not clinging to his pelvis like this. He didn’t know the first thing about Charlie’s repertoire, but he knew that a high flier did considerable damage to a downed opponent in the center of the ring.

If there was any silver lining here, it was the confirmation that Kelli could handle Nathan whatever he dished out. It was serving him well to automatically assume that any girl he’d be facing in the ring was tough enough to eat a punch or two- it saved some time, and a lot of pain.

There was actually a second bright spot to the fact that Kelli wouldn’t go down to his hits; Nathan had a second opportunity at delivering a slam. And, since Kelli insisted on keeping her feet despite his strikes, Nathan would take that opportunity. Nathan would gently coax Kelli’s head several inches lower so that it rested between his thighs. Then he would lean forward until his chest rested against her back so that he could wrap his arms around her middle. With a sudden heave, he’d lift her up so that she was upside down, his head hovering between her legs. What happened next would be up to Kelli- if she let go of her grip on Nathan’s hips, she’d get a quick and dirty powerbomb. If not, well, Nathan wouldn’t have much choice but to drill her head into the mat in a sitout piledriver, now would he?

The sharp blow to the back of her skull had really shaken the Italian up, she shook her head to try and clear the daze although truth be told that probably made things feel worse than what they were... It was at about that point that Nathan would start guiding her head downwards, the Italian's nose and lips scrapped down the front of his abs and before she could turn away even got herself a right old crotchful... or faceful even.

"Nhh!" Kelli grunted out in protest against him, guessing that he might be thinking with a one track mind.. That is until he pushed her down lower and slipped her head between his large thighs, considering what he might have in mind for her from this position Kelli might have to debate whether it was better or worse when she briefly thought he was planing something dirty.

Kelli's gloved hands remained around the back of Nathan's thighs as she felt the much larger guy lean down forwards over her back, her leather clad butt sticking up close to his face as he suddenly hoisted the Italian Rebellion Hellion up off her feet. Kelli was still too stunned from the blow to the back of her head to hold on and she soon found herself not only being lifted off her feet but also rolled up towards Nathan's shoulders... Her thighs came up to his shoulders and there was a squelch of leather as her crotch pressed right into Nathan's face, but Nathan barely gave her the chance to get completely upright in the seated position before he was ramming back down towards the mat in what like a very messy powerbomb, landing the Thorn of a Rose member down on the back of her head and shoulders rather than square on her back

"UUUGH!!" Kelli cough out as the crowd let out a sympathetic "Ooooowwwhh!" in unison... Not only her legs but even her hip doubled over herself in the landing, putting a lot of pressure on the back of her neck and shoulders in the awkward angle she came down in. Whether that was what Nathan had intended wasn't certain, but it looked like she came down pretty badly on her shoulders and neck. Kelli's legs flopped out, the sole of one foot pressing against the mat with the knee bent and pointing upwards as she slowly reached her arm over to grasp at the back of her neck

Nathan winced right along with the crowd at Kelli's landing. That looked like it hurt- much more than a punch to the face ever could. Carmen's words came trickling back to him. "Sorry," Nathan apologized quietly. If Nathan had been just a few pounds heavier, that could have easily ended in serious injury, if Kelli wasn't injured already.

Their position after landing- Nathan standing over Kelli's prone body, legs resting against his torso- made for an easy pin attempt. Despite the rough impact, Nathan didn't think that Kelli was quite out of it just yet, but hey, who knew? Maybe she was just stunned enough for him to keep her shoulders down for three seconds.

Nathan grabbed Kelli's legs again after they'd slipped to the mat, and placed them back over his shoulders so that her thighs pressed against his chest. Then he powered forward and down, rolling her up and putting her back onto her shoulders and neck again. He nodded to the ref, who swept in.

"One!"

As the count started, Nathan yelled out, still unaware that Charlie had yet to regain the apron. Even if Kelli could kick out, she might need time to recover on the mat, and that would be time enough for the speedy high-flyer. "Charlie! Ready up, you're next!"