Legacies Collide! (Laura Mercer Vs. Daisuke Takeuchi, Beach Match)

Her strength fading rapidly from her, Laura felt her head swim as Daisuke refused to let her go. The wrestling prince was confident that she wasn't going to sink to his level in order to win. As tempted as she was, the Cerulean Dynamite didn't have any interest in using the kind of cheap moves her opponent did to secure victory!

But her pride was costing her the match, the girl's hair and body dripping sweat. And she didn't know how much longer her chest could take being grinded against her foes muscular abs. As Daisuke urged her to give in, Laura's fists curled in gentle defiance. Hell no, not here. Not now! She didn't have a single desire to become this guy's servant for a day! Adrenaline coursing through her, an idea hit the girl to escape the hold. The prince had leaned in close to her in order to press his weight, and she would use that to her advantage.

Making her head fall back as if it were going limp, Laura gave it two seconds before she threw her head forward with all of her might. Her target was Daisuke's forehead, attempting to nail the prince with a headbutt! If she managed to free herself, the girl would collapse to the sand in a sweaty and heavily breathing mess, as she tried to will life back into her body in order to keep on fighting!

The wrestling prince wanted to test her will, strength and her morals all at the same time. Whether she would give up, whether she would break out or whether she would resort to some dirty tactic as there was no referee to officiate this match. The heat was too much, their bodies were really warm, sweaty and getting a good tan. With them wrestling under such conditions, it was bound to get them more exhausted and tired quicker.

He gritted his teeth further squeezing her, her sweaty skin slipping off his grip but he made sure to press into her and really hold her tight to squeeze her as hard as he could yet still she would not give up. After struggling for a while her head fell back, looking as she was out! The prince smirked a bit, thinking the match was over until her head came straight back and hit him right in the forehead.

"URGHHH OWWW....Y-you little...oww" he moaned, staggering back and letting her go as he shook his head while rubbing his forehead with his hands, that headbutt really rocked his world but after a few moments he regained his composure, to watch Laura down on the sand, really out of breath and exhausted.

He glared down at her as he walked past her, sitting down on his knees next to her head as he grabbed her hair once more, pulling her head up to shift her in a seated up position before scooting forward, wrapping his legs around her waist while his arms went around her neck for a sleeper and body scissor combo.

He fell backwards, taking Laura with him as she was ontop of him now, his arms and legs squeezing her body now in another submission hold as the prince was eager to take his opponent out if she wasnt going to submit.

"You've met your match.....look at you....sweating and panting....you're a mess....just give up, you've been out-wrestled"he hissed, while squeezing her out.

Her desperate ditch for freedom succeeded, Daisuke yelping from the surprise headbutt as he released the girl. Laura crumpled to the ground in a sweaty and battered mess, her hair askew and sand sticking all over her body. Her chest rose and sank in rhythm as she tried to regain her breath. Daisuke's bearhug had taken a lot out of her, and if the prince caught her in another one, she knew she wasn't going to be able to survive it.

Daisuke didn't look happy that she hadn't submitted yet. The prince paced around her and fell to his knees, seizing the girl's hair and dragging her up to a seated position. Laura gritted her teeth as she made the task of yanking her up as tough as possible, to display to Daisuke that she still had resistance in her. The prince's strong thighs, built like tree trunks, snared around her midsection and began a painful squeeze. The Cerulean Dynamite choked out a cry, but even that was interrupted as Daisuke locked his bicep around her neck from behind and began a painful double submission hold!

He fell back to the sand and took Laura with him, forcing the girl to face skyward. Her stomach barely having recovered from the bear hug, the Cerulean Dynamite was forced to endure the fierce pain of both the body scissor as well as Daisuke constricting her throat to boot! Laura did her best to thrash about, tossing left and right and causing her chest to jiggle violently...although Daisuke's submission was causing enough of that in itself.

"Can't you...just cram it already?!" Laura snapped at her opponent even as he squeezed her windpipe. "I am NO mess...! I'm Laura Mercer...the Cerulean Dynamite...and you've sparked the fuse, chump!!" With one hand attached to Daisuke's own arm as she tried to rip herself free, the girl would aim to use what little leverage she had and aim a few elbow hits into the side of Daisuke's head, hopefully stunning the prince and giving her a chance to escape!

The wrestling prince was sure to get a submission out of the bearhug against Laura but her headbutt thwarted his efforts and only infuriated the prince even more. Still, he had the advantage since Laura fell flat on her back and wasn't getting back any time soon as she took some time to catch her breath as her body was red hot sweaty and grains of sands stuck all over her body. This allowed the prince to stalk his prey before going down and pulling Laura up and getting her locked in a tight body scissor and sleeper hold combo.

Her body resting over Daisuke's chiselled frame as he felt her equally fit body trashing on top of his own as he squeezed her harder and harder. The match had gone long enough, the heat was really getting to him as the sun's rays directly shinning down upon both wrestlers in this unique bout. Despite a gimmick match, this had turned into a more serious wrestling match than the prince envisaged."GIVE UP!" he yelled to which he got a equally stubborn response form the Cerulean Dynamite.

He felt his arms being clawed at as suddenly an elbow caught him right in the side of his head causing him to moan out loudly and release his arms off Laura as they went to clutch the side of his head while lightly massaging it to ease the pain from that hard shot.

She felt Daisuke's head jolt from the impact of her elbow, relief flooding the girl as the prince released her again and gingerly held the side of his head, doing his best to soothe his battered temple. Laura laid there in the sand, taking deep, much needed gulps of air as she massaged her neck. Taking a final heavy breath, she got up to her feet, sand clinging to her body and her strands of hair messy and drenched with sweat.

The girl grabbed Daisuke's head as the prince squirmed on the ground, dragging him back up on his feet. "I didn't think I'd have to use this in a beach match of all matches, but seems there's only one way to put a cheat like you down.” She spoke, her determined face showing that she intended to end this match here and now, once for all. Bringing Daisuke's head level with her own, Laura held the prince's skull steady before she shot her head back, letting out a yell as she aimed to ram her forehead into Daisuke's own. If she managed this, she'd repeat it four more times, her shouts becoming louder even over the rival sound of the cheering audience.

Five headbutts. There was only one move in her arsenal that followed up such an attack pattern. Laura pointed to the sky boldly, her finger shining in the sun, before she wedged Daisuke's head tightly under her arm. Gripping the prince's trunks for leverage, Laura let out a shout as she made to hoist her opponent into the air with all of her remaining strength!
“Ready to turn in your crown, you royal jerk?!” The prince's muscular and sweaty frame would be on display as she held him aloft, upside down, for her finisher – The Cerulean Buster! Daisuke had sapped a lot of her energy, and her legs even buckled slightly. She wouldn't be able to hold him for long, and any resistance he'd give would be a real challenge for the girl to cope with. But if she pulled this off, there was no way he could recover, surely!

With the Cerulean Dynamite caught in the bearhug, it seemed it was only moments until she would give up the prince's signature move. However, the stubborn woman managed to claw at the prince's hand and eventually smack a hard elbow to the side of his head, causing him to release his opponent as he stumbled to the ground, clutching the side of his head.

This allowed Laura to get her gearing's back as she got up to her feet after taking a moment to rest up and catch her breath after she was released from that submission hold. Grabbing the prince by his hair, she pulled him up and looked to rock his world as she began to press their heads against each other before continuously ramming her forehead into his....five times to really get his head spinning.

She wasn't done there as she grabbed Daisuke's head tightly under her arm and tucked it there before gripping his trunks and hoisted him up into the air as she looked to execute her finisher. Daisuke knew if she hit him, there was no way he would kick out this late in the bout. His legs began to squirm around as he tried to make himself heavy by pushing down, looking to try and get his feet down on the sand as he kicked around.

Victory was in her grasp! Daisuke's legs pointed to the sun overhead as she prepared to finish him with the Cerulean Buster. The prince was getting heavier and heavier by the minute, and she could feel him attempt to press his weight down to try and force her to let him go. His legs flailed about, making it harder for Laura to maintain the balance. The strain on her muscles were becoming too much, and with a frustrated and disappointed sigh she was forced to lower him back down before her body collapsed under him, bringing the prince back to his bare feet on the sandy beach that was their ring floor.

Panting as sweat trickled down her forehead and along her smooth body, Laura still kept Daisuke trapped in the headlock. Gritting her teeth, the girl seized him by the wrist and held the back of his head, moving him from under her arm. “When are you gonna just go down and stay down, dammit?” She complained. Never had she fought an opponent so set on clinging onto the faintest hope of victory. It was almost admirable in a way. But it had to end, and Laura wasn't going to be the one pinned. Nor the one serving the other for a day! She'd sooner give up her wrestling career!

Her hand still gripping Daisuke's wrist and head, the Cerulean Dynamite made to whip him towards the corner, with enough of a twist that the prince would crash back first into the turnbuckle. And then Laura would pelt after him in great strides, her feet leaving the sand as she threw her arms out and went for a flying cross body, leaping to slam herself against her opponent with a yell!

With Daisuke having countered his opponent's finishing move, just barely! the wrestling prince was brought back down onto the sandy terrain but he was still trapped in his opponent's clutches who had her arms all over Daisuke's neck as she squeezed it around his head and controlled the prince.

Their bodies glistened in sweat as the two wrestlers fought with all they had under the hot conditions. Daisuke was panting and so was Laura ""Urgh I'm not losing to a sweaty tomboy!"he cursed before he was pushed back into the corner turnbuckle.

His body was on full display, chiselled abs glistening in sweat as his chest huffed and puffed to catch his breath. As Laura ran towards him, leaped in the air for a cross body- the prince ducked down under and crouched to watch the Cerulean Dynamite's chest smack into the corner turnbuckle as she missed her target.

Daisuke followed that up very quickly as soon as Laura would slump down, he would grab her by her bikini bottoms and roll her up in a sneaky roll up pin, even pushing up her bottoms for a dirty pin!

Daisuke was there, hanging in the corner, a sitting duck for her crossbody attempt. He looked just as exhausted as she did, her breath heavy and her chest rising with each intake. Laura mustered all of the strength she had left in her for a final sprint, leaping at her nearly-defeated opponent to crash herself against him and go once more for her finisher!

Instead he vanished from view under her, Laura's shock evident in her face. "What the?!” She cried out as she smacked against the steel turnbuckle hard, feeling the impact ringing across her body as she clutched her chest in agony. She began to slump, still standing, but too caught up in the pain she was feeling to pay any attention to the sneaky Daisuke, who suddenly crouched behind her and grabbed her bikini bottoms!

“H-Hey!” Laura felt hers legs topple as she collapsed onto her back, the prince holding her legs down as her shoulders pressed against the sand. She wriggled as hard as she could to try and break free, but felt Daisuke tug at her bottoms for extra leverage and gave him a mixed look of anger and embarrassment.

“1!” The crowd chanted.

“Let go, you cheat!-”

“2!”

“I said let go!!-”

“3!!”

Laura's struggling began to cease the second the ring bell chimed. And the crowds' cheers followed as she began to process exactly what was happening. She had been pinned, and Daisuke had finally emerged the victor in this sweaty and personal bout. And that meant...

“No...no way...” She breathed out, her face in complete denial. “No way, I am not serving him for a day!!!” The girl snapped out, glaring furiously at the wrestling prince. “That bastard cheated, for crying out loud!”

Daisuke was indeed trapped in the corner, the hot conditions were not doing him any favours as the sun's rays shone down on his face, his body was glistening in sweat as he shook his head, bringing his hands up to his eyes to get the glare away from his eyes. Ms. Mercer had proven to the prince that she was a tough wrestler and now trapped in the corner, it seemed she was destined to finish off the prince and claim her prize of Daisuke being her beachboy for the day. Daisuke took a moment to stay in the corner but he knew he had to move, ducking right at the end he managed to avoid getting smacked by her cross body- the wrestling prince would follow it up by a sneaky schoolboy pin, hooking her bikini bottoms for an added leverage.

The crowd did the work for him, counting the girl out as Daisuke made sure to put his body weight against her legs and really roll her up tight while wedging her bikini bottoms against her butt. She found it hard to kick out with the embarrassment and tightness, her struggling was a little too late and her pleas for him to let her go were futile as before the two would know it, the crowd would count till three and only after that would she break up the pin, but by then it was too late.

Daisuke grinned as he rolled away from her, shifting up on his knees as he raised one arm up high in the air while the other clutched his back. An expression of relief and satisfaction on his face as he slowly pushed up on his feet, raising both arms up now to celebrate his "Victory".

"Oww..hey hey hey, don't back out on your word now Miss Dynamite. A win's a win! You lost and the deal was.....you're my personal beach girl....."he argued back at her as he walked towards her.