The unpaid Price

Tessa was proving to be a real nuisance against Daisuke. The wrestling prince genuinely believed Tessa wasn't a good wrestler but then why was he struggling against her? Daisuke was almost on the verge of being taken out of the sleeper hut his struggling persevered and he managed to loosen up the hold so could catch a couple of breathes. Soon, he felt a ruffle of his hair to further infuriate him as she let him go and fell forward on his hands and knees to catch his breathe before slowly raising up to his feet.

"*cough* Gah...overconfident little....this isn't over"h growled at her,rubbing his neck which was red and his body sweating.

That guy really was one of a kind. Tessa had argued with him, fought with him and berated him over the course of every meeting they had, but he was still the same old moron like in the minute she had met him in a ring. Kind of astounding in a sad way, still she grinned a little.
“What do you want to see more? You´re either not as good as you think, or I am better than you thought. The best I can say about you on the other hand is that you are at least man enough to stay within the rules of a wrestling ring.”

The wrestling prince was not ready to face defeat...not against his hated rival like that. After they had the initial draw, the prince only wanted to set the record straight and prove that HE was the better wrestler but in their current meeting it was quite the opposite.

"Why you.....there is no way you are better than me!"

The prince glared at Tessa as she spoke out, he gritted his teeth before suddenly kicking off from his hands and knees to rush at the German, looking to catch her off guard with a quick spear to try and take her down on the ring mat with a surprise spear!

“Oh, so I can add whiny to your list of desirable traits too? Just man up, it´s neither manly or royal what you do when you start to get upset when something minor like that has happened to you.”
Tessa had never quite understood what people meant when they said that the good men were either married, unavailable or gay, but now it began to sink in her mind. Despite looking as if he had been made of marble, the prince of wrestling pretty much lacked in everything else.

What he also did not lack was a quite good spear, something that really took her by force and sent her to the ground!
“UUFF!!”

Tessa was trying to preach to the prince now, trying to teach him a lesson but he wasn't interested in what she had to say at all. It only infuriated him, he thought she was being condescending towards him. Tessa had lowered her guard which allowed the prince to take charge as he rushed in to spear her and take her down on the ground!

*Huff*huff* How's that for manly? huh?" he said panting then grabbing her hair while getting back up on his feet and pulling her up with him. Once up to their feet, the prince would try to get in behind the blonde German, looking to pass his hand under his opponent's armpit and cross his hands behind Tessa's neck, looking to push her head downwards as he tried to lock in a full-nelson submission hold.

Shot down by a surprising spear that would probably have rattled her even if she had seen it coming, the blonde girl could not offer much resistance to the approach of the so called prince of wrestling when she was kind of held up only to get caught in the next submission of her opponent.

“Hnnn...You´re a real...Prince John. A cowardly loser hitting on the unsuspecting people.”
She could press out between clenched teeth when she was now dangling in the hold of Daisuke, weakly struggling because of her initial surprise and the considerable strength of the hold if it was done by a muscular guy like her opponent undoubtedly was.

After taking down the stubborn German, which certainly must have taken the wind out of her, the prince began to arrogantly pull the blonde back up on her feet before getting in behind and slipping his arms under her armpit and then joining his hands to the back of her neck to push her head downwards in full nelson submission.

"Oh I certainly am the prince of this ring. Cowardly loser? HAH, you agreed to this bout, you agreed....to lose to me...now admit you're weak and submit to your prince" he growled, leaning his frame into her back while shaking her left-right, really toying with her in the full-nelson submission.

The Blonde girl was now not really sure if the match hat already ended by now and she had to stay clean or if she could give in to low instincts and give the supposed prince of wrestling what he deserved, a kick with the heel of her wrestling boot right between the legs. But maybe she would only hit thin air there, probably like a kick to the head would be less effective.

Maybe a repeated hit with her heel against his kneecap could convince him to rethink the hold?
“COW...ARDLY...LOO...SER!”
She counted out between every attempt to hit him where it hurt.

Without a crowd to watch these two go at it each other, perhaps it wasn't an incentive to go all out- however the prince could care less about the crowd. This was about his own personal grudge with Tessa- who thought SHE was the better wrestler between the two. With the full-nelson hold locked on and Daisuke pressing forward against her sweaty back, he thought a submission would surely follow until, he felt her heel kick back against his knee cap.

"I told you just give-OWWW.....Urgh...." his hold loosened up after each hit, until he completely released her and staggered back, feeling an awkward pain in his kneecap.

Getting out of such a hold again, the Blonde was pretty positive that she had now every part of her body worked over. That would have been nice and dandy if Daisuke was a massage therapist or something, but so it just hurt and was evidence for a point she could just not deliver into the head of the guy. Even then, he has been unable to put her away while she was limping away, her heel hurting from the hit against the hard leg of the man.

“Maybe you should think about a new job, Daisuke-kun. Kitten cudler or something like that...”
She commented with a sour grin.