Kicking back and having fun. (For Valyn)

John was thinking that this situation could work both ways for him, the ground was where he worked best. He knew an array of intricate submission holds, many of which he kept secret and liked to vary. But still he could be on the end of one too, given how Mystis expertly sent the artist to the mat.

As he turned though the redhead just pounced on him, showing some pretty good speed there as expected from her lithe figure. John grunted as his back hit the floor, Mystis was getting quite close to him. Wrapping her legs around the artist's, John figured she was going for some sort of grapevine hold. It was causing a small amount of pressure, but the artist was more surprised by what Mystis did next.

She was just cupping his head in her hands, John paused for a moment. The young man felt the warmth from her, her ample breasts against the toned chest of his. Upon hearing the compliment of Mystis John smiled and stated "Oh do I? Well it was also the mixture of luck and fate that had to be taken into account, such as being able to meet you today...."

It seemed that Mystis wasn't doing anything else at this point, so John decided to take the chance considering his hands were not pinned down. The artist proceeded to gently run his hands up and down her body. Starting from the lowest he could go and then up from there, his digits felt the fabric of Mystis's yoga pants and the curvy shape of her rear end. Before moving up to the bare skin of her toned body, John then smirked before trying to wrap his arms tightly around her in the style of a bearhug. After all this was a submission only match.

"O Mr. Carnaby you are quite naughty aren't you?" She teased as he ran his hands up her back side before letting out a bit of a grunt as he wrapped her into a bearhug. She smirked a little bit though as he just pressed them both closer together. Still though she had to respond, this was a spar after all and she didn't want to make it to easy on him. She ran her tongue again over her lip as she let out a few puffs of warm air against his face.

After that though she began to spread his legs with her own quickly not giving him a chance to stop her from doing it. He'd learn that she was really flexible. Though as she did this she'd press her hips against his grinding them both together. AS she did this she slid her arm around his neck and then quickly tighten it putting him in a somewhat choke hold. HEr left hand free though ran from his face down his arm.

HEr body continued to press tight to him as she spread her legs further and further. "Mmm, I'm quite glad that luck was on your side today so that we could meet Mr. Carnaby."

"Heh, just call me John sweetheart." the artist playfully muttered, Mystis accusing him of being naughty? Coming from her when she was cupping his head in her hands? Meh, fine by the master of creation. This wasn't a serious thing, that had been established since he walked into the ring with the redhead.

John smirked as he felt Mystis puff warm air in front of him, running that tongue over her lips was making him feel slightly flustered himself. Still though John knew that his upper body strength was going to naturally put the squeeze on his sparring partner and friend here, of course there wasn't anyway Mystis was going to take things lying down. And sure enough the lovely lady was proceeding to show her flexibility in moving her legs further apart, taking the artist's with it.

The master of creation winced audibly though, Mystis was proceeding to apply a sort of choke hold on John. She was good, a nice one two so that John had two holds to deal with. The first step was no panicking, John simply focused on being logical here. The artist tried to adjust his legs, Mystis might be entwined with his lower body but if he could just keep them in place the pressure wouldn't get worst. At the same time John would try to turn things around by keeping her in his strong arms and roll about so she was on her back this time.

A small grin played on Mystis's lips as her and John continued to tease each other with some wrestling thrown in there. As John winced from his legs getting pried apart she couldn't help but smirk. She didn't want to hurt him but there was something about getting a man to groan from pain she caused that got her a little hot though she wasn't a sadist by any stretch of the imagination.

As she felt him trying to stop her legs from splitting any further she knew he was getting ready to try something. So she quickly released his legs and not a moment to soon as he rolled her and him over. Though the moment he did her now free legs snapped around his waist as well and started to squeeze. She could also transition into a better head lock but that wasn't she had in mind.

Her arm moved so her hand could cup his cheek again as she looked at him breathing out hot air against his lips. "If you wanted to be on top all you had to do was ask" she teased though her tone was definitely suggestive at this point. She'd lean her head up and kiss his bottom lip letting her tongue run along it.

By shifting about John made sure to keep Mystis on her toes, if this was submission only the artist wanted to make sure he could at least try to dictate the pacing of the match. He could tell that this woman wasn't focused on really making him scream in pain, but the artist caught that smirk of hers when his legs were feeling the pinch.

John had gotten impressive upper body strength since joining the UK Elite, so that he could outpower in submissions and toss opponents around. Something that had come in handy in turning the positions of both him and Mystis, but the redhead wisely kept her legs in good use. She proceeded to go for a good old bodyscissors, a wise move to keep the artist close and in front her. Not that it wasn't a bad thing though, but still there came the familiar pressure. That was all Mystis did though, even as John kept her held tight in his embrace.

Mr Carnaby couldn't deny that he was enjoying this close contact with the redhead, and it was clear she felt that way too. Her little comment made John blush slightly, he knew what she meant. Normally John in sparring he kept his mind focused on training, but this was different. "Well there's no fun in just asking is there?" he muttered in response. Mystis then went for a sort of kiss, John could feel it. Her lush tongue gracing his bottom lip, the artist without saying a word gently leaned forward and proceeded to kiss her slowly. Everyone tasted differently as the saying went, and the artist would discern how Mystis was first before doing anything else.

The close contact between the two had made her body quite hot, not only that but the definite chemistry working with them was causing it's own heat. She ran her tongue across his bottom lip slowly before John moved in to finally kiss her for real. She readily accepted it letting her soft lips meet his. Her legs holding his body right were he was not letting him move away from her even if he wanted to.

She tasted sweet naturally, it was just her lips there for him no lipsticks or any type of gloss just her and her taste. Her eyes fluttered slightly as she let her tongue run across his lip still before she'd have it snake into his mouth. The hand on his cheek moving through his hair giving it a soft squeeze as she pulled his head closer and deepened the kiss.

A few people had made there way into the gym and were definitely watching the two wrestlers who were now lip locked on the mat. Mystis moved her other hand to his back and dragged her nails down her skin though not to roughly.

As an art student John had gotten the attention of a few women, a man that could speak Latin and paint to a great quality would earn quite a number of looks and giggles. John though was too focused in college, a side effect of trying to cope with his homesickness in a foreign land. Now though that he was accustomed to Kyoto and it's kinks John had found himself dealing with women on a regular basis considering where he wrestled.

Mr Carnaby readily embraced Mystis, hard to believe that a few minutes ago he was just preparing to head home. Now he was making out with a sexy ruby redhead, John was a bit rusty when it came to kissing following the end of his previous relationship, but he eagerly holding Mystis close to him. The hands of the master of creation trailed down the bare skin of her body as she ran a hand through his brown hair and the single strand that was dyed red.

It seemed a few people had begun to enter the gym, just great it was a peanut gallery. John briefly glanced at them before Mystis regained his attention, by dragging her nails gently down the open back of the artist. In response he proceeded to do the same with his hands, after holding the kiss for a bit more John would pull back and mutter "Maybe we should take this match somewhere more private?....."

As he broke the kiss to speak she let out a few hot breaths onto his lips looking him over. She grinned a small tad as she looked at the small little group that had gathered then back to him. She nodded a bit as she wasn't to interested in everyone seeing this intimate moment. Granted she didn't mind having a hentai match right in front of a huge crowd but this wasn't that it was far from it.

She gave him an impish smile though as she had one last thing that needed to be done. Gripping him tightly with her legs he rolled him onto his back with her straddling him. She'd sit up and put her hands onto his chest looking down at him. She grazed a nail down her chest with a smirk. "Mmm okay, but first do you submit Mr. Carnaby?"

The tone of her voice was playful and teasing but promised that this was going no further until the master of creation submitted this match to her. HE could move her off if he really wanted to she wasn't doing anything really to keep him down. Whatever he chose though she was ready for them both to leave this gym and go somewhere else.

John was wanting to take this somewhere private, he didn't mind having a spar with other people watching sure. But the way Mystis was taking this was giving John other ideas, and it'd be embarrassing for the artist to be caught in social media like that. As a title holder John needed to set a good example in public, even if it was his boss that did most of the speaking.

Mystis suddenly flipped the artist around while he was distracted, which in response he let out a grunt. John looked at the ruby redhead sitting atop him, he felt her nail graze down his toned upper body. John heard her request to him for a submission, the young man gave a small chuckle and did the same to Mystis. He trailed a finger around her belly button before saying "Okay ya got me~"

John would then sit up and lean in before muttering "But why don't we make it a best two out of three? Follow me~" John then slid out from Mystis and out the ring to grab his blue trenchcoat and shirt slung over his shoulders. The artist knew of a special little location where he could continue this with her, away from prying eyes....

Mystis grinned widely as the man submitted even if it was just for teasing purposes only. Though that also meant he was the one who was paying for their date when that ever happened. Her body shivered ever so slightly as he trailed his finger over her body. At his last statement she smiled a captivating smile and nodded her head. This was heading exactly to where she wanted it to go now.

She rolled out of the ring herself her eyes staying completely on John as he got everything he needed. She ran her hand through her hair smoothing it out. She then decided to pull out her hairband and let her red hair hang loose and free. It went past her ass the deep ruby red hair framing her face and body. She smiled at him and would follow him to wherever he had in mind.