Daisuke Takeuchi vs Grace Allen

After suffering Daisuke's attitude all match it was incredibly satisfying to just let loose with those vicious chops, over and over again, the crowd counting along with every loud crack of flesh against flesh. 

By the tenth, however, Grace was far more tired then she anticipated, breathing heavily. Still she forced herself to launch one more attack, twisting her body and sweeping out her right leg into a high spin kick, aiming to introduce her shin to the side of Daisuke's head. 

Grace Allen would collapse to the mat regardless of the impact, and if the kick did land flush it would probably knock her opponents free of the ropes.

The match was really heating up and despite the two having just met in the ring for the first time, they had developed strong feelings against each other as the prince had tried to assert his dominance over Grace from the start, trying to make her submit- one thing she was known in her past wrestling career was a stubborn woman once it came to submitting in a match, something that Daisuke wanted to break.

However after infuriating the woman it seemed some payback was in order as Grace trapped the prince against the ropes and unleashed ten harsh, stinging chops right across his defined pecs to really leave a sore feeling on his reddened chest.

He leaned forward a bit, his hands still trapped on the ropes. Suddenly, Grace twisted around the waist and extended her leg up high to land a spinning high kick at the side of Daisuke's head!

*THAWK*

The crowd let out a "OOHH" cheer as she really nailed that kick on the side of his head causing his arms to pull free from the ropes as he fell forward on his knees and then down to his side, his world rocked with that spin kick!

Grace went down immediately after landing the kick. It wasn't the sort of move that allowed the attacker to maintain their balance to begin with, and she felt drained after pushing herself this far. She landed on her side with a thud, droplets of sweat dotting the canvas... her eyes closed for a moment before she heard a similar sound not more then a couple of feet away.

She opened her eyes... and groaned with annoyance. There was Daisuke, also laying on his side, facing her.

"Unh.. stay down for awhile..." She said, beginning the slow process of forcing herself to her feet, getting first to her hands and knees. "Maybe next time you'll be more respectful to your opponents."

Getting to her feet, Grace moved to roll Daisuke first onto his back. Succeeding there, she would grab him underneath his arms and drag him towards the center of the ring, cursing him for every inch of distance she had to haul from away from the ropes.

Finally, Grace practically collapsed across his chest, exhausted and hoping all that time wasted getting him away from the ropes hadn't given the 'Wrestling Prince' enough time to recover. She heard the ref come down for the first count.

ONE!

The two had built up some heat and tension between the two during their bout. After he leaned forward a bit after still being trapped in the ropes, his opponent twisted around the waist and extended her leg up high to land a spinning high kick at the side of Daisuke's head to take him down and out. He fell forward on his stomach and it seemed he was taken out by that kick.

The wrestling prince could barely hear what his opponent had to say to him as his head was ringing after being hit like that. He did feel Grace pushing him onto his back and then grabbing at his arms to drag him towards the middle of the ring before collapsing at his chest. His chest heaving up and down as he slowly blinked his eyes due to the ring light shining down on his face.

He heard " TWO " and as he did, he quickly realized what was happening as he pushed up, barely getting his shoulder up to break the count. The two were exhausted and drenched in each other's sweat as Grace was piled up on the prince.

Grace groaned in frustration as Daisuke managed to break the pin. He was stubborn if nothing else, and while the thought of going for another, immediate pin fall was tempting in the extreme, it would likely meet with the exact same result. It was going to take a bit more work to put the wrestling prince away for good.

Dragging herself to her feet, Grace Allen instinctively went to the high risk, high reward style she was known for, making her way to the corner at the opposite side of the ring. Once there she climbed to the top turnbuckle, a process that took way longer then she meant that's to her exhaustion. If Daisuke was still recovering on the mat, Grace would judge the distance and dare to take the leap, flying though the air with a full body splash aimed for her downed opponent!

Grace and Daisuke were going at war it seemed, emotions were running high since the start of the match and neither wrestler, man or woman, wanted to be defeated by the other. After Daisuke started the match off so confidently by declaring Grace to submit, the all American wrestler did more than hold her own to take the fight to the prince and knock him down a couple of time.

As the prince kicked out, he was still under Grace and he heard his opponent groan in frustration. He was expecting her to follow up but rather, she got back up on her feet and proceeded to the top rope. That allowed the prince some time to catch his breath, he raised his head off the mat slightly to watch Grace on top of the turnbuckle, steadying herself.

The prince waited till she leaped up and when she would, Daisuke would roll out of the way and catch her come crashing down on the mat, missing her target! *THUD*. As soon as she would fall flat on her back, Daisuke would crawl towards her and shift her over onto her back and drape his arm over her chest as it was the prince's turn to go for the pin.

"One.........." the referee counted.

Grace was intimately aware of the pain and frustration that came with a monumental crash and burn, every risk taking high flyer was. It was worst then simply being attacked, since it always left the opponent in a perfect position to capitalize. Not to mention the self doubt, knowing you'd made a serious mistake. For Grace Allen, the idea of giving Daisuke the win because she'd missed a move was almost unbearable. 

Luckily the pain was more then enough to distract her... The entire ring shook when Grace hit the mat with a sickening thud, groaning in pain as droplets of sweat misted the canvas. She was only partially aware of strong hands rolling her onto her back, followed by the referree slapping the mat. 

*One*

Grace was so dazed that she could barely muster of response. What brought her back around, more then anything, was the feel of the wrestling prince's arm drapped across her body. 

*Two*

As the ref brought a hand down  for the third and final time, Grace found the strength to get her shoulder off the mat and shove Daisuke's arm away. The ref signaled that the pin had been broken at the two and a half count. Grace just lay there, breasts rising and falling as she caught her breath. 

"See? Can't even pin a girl." Grace couldn't resist needling him.

With high risks came high rewards but that was not always the case and Grace was fully aware of that fact. With her deciding to go big or go home, the wrestling prince doubled her up on her gamble and in the end she missed her target as she fell flat on her belly on the ring mats clearly missing her intended target. The ring shook a bit and a loud *THUD* noise was echoed around the arena as the wrestling prince rolled back towards Grace and draped his arm over her rising chest to get a pinfall on her.

On the count of two, Grace suddenly brought her shoulder up and shoved Daisuke's arm off her chest to break the pin, much to the frustration of Daisuke who glared back at her with his teeth gritted while she passed her cheeky taunt. Daisuke grunted before pushing up to a seated position as he then shifted onto his knees next to her, grabbing her hair as he yanked them a bit to pull her up on her feet while rising back up to his feet as well.

He took a second to catch his breath before leaning in towards her, pressing his body against hers as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a good, hard squeeze to lock in a standing bearhug. " Urgh, good! I didn't want to pin you anyways. I told you....I promise that I'd make you submit Grace. Now.....SUBMIT" he hissed as their sweat slicked bodies were pressed tight as he continued to squeeze her body. No longer did her body smell of lavender as both wrestlers gave it their all in this heated contest.

Grace Allen opened her mouth to speak, another cheeky taunt dancing on the tip of her admittedly sharp tongue, but the only sound to emerged was a sharp intact of breath as she was hauled off the mat. Before she knew what was happening, Grace found herself drawn against Daisuke's lean, athletic frame in a standing bear-hug.

She cried out at the sudden, merciless pressure on her lower back. Cried out, that is, under the steady constriction made taking another breath difficult and her lungs began to burn. "N-never! Not to you!" She stated defiantly, struggling to escape the crush of his arms. The crowd cheered for her to escape... or were they just cheering the situation? Grace's exhaustion and lingering disorientation made her initial struggles *far* more provocative then she intended, lush, dusky skinned curves writhing against her arrogant opponent. Her head dipped as if unable to keep it raised, her plush lips briefly grazing his shoulder. She knew of one way out of this... and it wasn't going to be pleasant for either of them.

Grace let her head fall back, looking for a moment as if she'd passed out in his grip. Before the ref could so much as move in to check on her, however, Grace brought her head forward with all her remaining energy, aiming to headbutt her rival and force him to release the hold!

Daisuke continued to try to goad Grace into submitting to the bearhug. After pulling her up and trapping her in a standing bearhug, the prince commanded his opponent to submit as he reminded her that he was going to make good on her earlier promise of making her submit. Grace didn't have anything to say for now as Daisuke squeezed her harder and harder, except the fact that she STILL wasn't going to submit to him.

"Urgh, stubborn woman....it's over! Just give....*huff*...up" he moaned as their sweaty bodies rubbed against each other rather provocatively as Grace wriggled against Daisuke trying to find the leverage to escape the hold. Soon, her struggling stopped as her head dropped on his shoulder, her soft lips pressed against his sweaty shoulder as he still squeezed her, shaking her body a bit.

"You put up a good fight Grace....but you simply cannot out-wrestle me. I am the better wrestler.....you will lose to....GAHHHHHHHH" with his rant halfway her head suddenly pushed back and as the referee was about to check for a KO, her head sprung back in and smacked the prince right on the forehead as he was forced to let her go and stagger back, rubbing his forehead as that really rocked his world!