A "Blossoming" Friendship

Laura watched as the smaller woman flashed a smile toward her, which made the former medalist wonder what was going through her mind. She didn't think long about it though as Blossom made the first move with her arms raised for what seemed to be an attempt at a clinch up. It was a risky move considering that she was the larger of the two women, but risks were usually what made the difference in matches.

As it turned out, though, Blossom wasn't taking a risk. Instead she was not only playing it safe but using her head and short stature. Because of the size difference, Blossom had a much easier time maneuvering around Laura as she was faked out by the false clinch up. This gave her opponent the perfect opening to reach around from behind, and put Laura in a waist lock.

The olympic grappler wouldn't let Blossom take advantage though, as she would quickly bend her knees and drop down low so that it would be much tougher to lift her.

"Nice move, but you're gonna need to be better than that to get one over on me!" Laura would say as she grabbed her opponent's hands and began to try pulling them apart.

As the two of them wrestled about, Blossom couldn’t help but feel a tinge of nostalgia from her amatuer wrestling days. It had been far too long since she’d had a good Greco-Roman grappling with someone else, and this brought her back to her simpler high school days. The holds, the struggle, the technique - all things that drew her to wrestling in the first place. This was a kind of awakening, and she relished it.

That being said, as nice as this was, winning would’ve been even better. So she decided she needed to get on that. Her opponent was like a bigger, better, more experienced version of her, so how could she go about dealing with that?

Ideally in the most intelligent manner possible. As Laura dropped down and lowered her weight, Blossom kept that in mind, only giving her one, quick testing tug before she decided to switch tactics. ”How about…”

Blossom swung her body about and came around in front of Laura, trying to transition into a front facelock before she could escape. ”...this?”

Laura was clearly smiling as she tried to power out of Blossom's waist lock. It had been a nice try, but as she had said, the brunette had to do better than that to catch her off guard. Laura was bigger for sure, which made it easier to pry those arms around her apart. But Blossom was probably faster of the two women, which seemed pretty likely as she started to transition the hold from a waist lock to a front face lock.

Blossom was smart to use the fact that the former olympian was down low to her advantage. It gave her the perfect opening to get a face lock, when doing so would've been much more difficult when Laura was standing tall at five foot nine inches. So after the hold was applied, the iron-like woman would let out a quick chuckle and then a groan as she was caught once again by her sparring partner.

"Heh...ok that's a good one...where'd you learn to...wrestle by the way? High School? College?" Laura would ask as she groaned out before trying to prying herself free once again. The question may have been out of nowhere, but the orange haired woman was feeling a little curious as to Blossom's background, and asking couldn't hurt. A little talking mixed with sparring seemed like killing two birds with one stone as she tried to learn about her opponent through both physical combat and some friendly conversation.

Meanwhile Laura's efforts to escape weren't as effective as before. Of course it was because at this angle, the grappler was having a bit more difficultly than when she was in that waist lock. So for now Laura would simply try to hold her ground with Blossom. Keeping both of her feet planted as she tried to keep her rather adorable opponent from following this attack up with anything.

So far, so good? Yeah, Blossom would take that. She wasn’t getting completely dominated in a match against a larger, more powerful Olympian. That alone was a small victory.

”High…” Blossom had to cut herself short and hunker down on the hold, doing her best to keep Laura anchored. It was no easy task. The woman was brimming with power, well-rounded all over, and there was little give with every move she made. She had the poise and position of a pro.

”High school.” She managed to blurt it out between huffs. It seemed like ages ago, now, even with the nostalgia currently going strong. Blossom was still young, but she’d grown up quite a bit in just five years.

Her position was good, but they were in something of a stalemate at the moment, with Laura planting herself down and Blossom being unable to do much...unless she wanted to get really wild. Which she kind of did.

It wouldn’t be easy, but she went for it, anyway - with a defiant growl, Blossom slammed her feet into the canvas, lifted up, and tried to pull Laura up and over, attempting to slam her with a German Suplex.

Ah Highschool...Laura had so many fond memories of the place herself. Sure it was never fun in itself, but the woman also got into wrestling in high school, which was where she met so many friends and began her path as an Olympian. Of course, Laura couldn't just sit back and go through memory lane with the sparring match she was currently in.

Blossom was about to take her by surprise though as she felt the smaller wrestler begin to tense her body. Then with a growl coming from her opponent, Laura would find herself lifted up by the adorable grappler!

"Woaah!!! UMMMPF!!!" the former olympian would brunt out as she was lifted up and over with a snap suplex! Laura hadn't expected a move like that to be used so soon. In fact, she had expected the grappling to continue for a little while longer. Clearly she had underestimated how wild Blossom was willing to get.

The gold medalist wouldn't stay down long, though. She still had a lot left in the tank, so shortly after landing on her back, Laura would roll a short distance to the ring and get onto all fours as she picked herself up.

"Nice one Blossom! Looks like I'll need to turn up the heat!" she would shout back, eager to charge forward and lock up with the super cute shortie once again!

That felt good. Well, this sort of thing always felt good. Blossom loved the rush of wrestling, the feeling she got from throwing bigger people around. It was one of the reasons she’d stuck with the sport for so long, even with her clear height disadvantage - that, and the chance to hang out with some of the hottest women on the planet.

When Blossom hefted Laura up and over and sent her flying, she felt so strong, so powerful, as if she could do anything for one, golden moment. It was fleeting, surely, but she always found herself craving more. It was the sort of drive she could use.

Of course, drive was useless if you didn’t know how to properly aim it. Luckily enough, Laura seemed quite game to let Blossom throw it her way.

Her fellow wrestler was quick to get back on her feet, and even quicker to come rushing towards her, charging headlong and headfirst for Blossom. She was a bigger woman and fairly strong - even with Blossom’s power the momentum wouldn’t be on her side. So she’d have to work around it, then.

Instead of taking her head on, Blossom dove to the side at the last moment, reached through Laura’s legs, and tried to pull her over and dump her on her back with a schoolboy pin, hoping it would take her off guard.

Laura was becoming more and more impressed by her opponent's skills as the match went on. First the ability to perform a snap suplex with what seemed like ease, and now Blossom had just dodged her charge before flipping the medalist up and over. Laura would then let out a grunt as she landed on her back, and not long after, found the shorter woman getting on top of her chest with a school boy pin.

"Ugh...ok, now you're just getting cocky..." she would chuckle while looking up at Blossom. That one may have caught her completely off guard, but the larger woman wasn't going to let this slow her down. And if her opponent thought she could, Laura's muscles were eager to prove her wrong.

The former Olympian was done taking things easy, and shortly after getting pinned, would squirm underneath Blossom while lifting her legs up. That way she could hook them under the woman's arms, and try to transition their positions from school boy, to a sitout pin on her opponent. If she managed to get the woman's shoulders down, Laura would try to keep Blossom like this by grabbing onto each of her legs on the thighs with one arm. This would show her opponent that she could be pretty crafty as well.

Blossom had to chuckle a bit at Laura’s observation, especially, since, really...she wasn’t wrong. Blossom was getting cocky, way too cocky, far more than she had any right to be going up against a woman with my experience on the world-stage than she could’ve hoped to approach, one of the best and only female amatuer wrestlers on the planet. But she was holding her own. She wasn’t losing. She was doing well against someone who, by every real measure, was better than her.

Cocky? Maybe. Just a little. She felt she’d earned it, and she rarely got the chance. She had to indulge.

It didn’t last long, though. Predictably enough, a mere moment passed before Laura turned the tables, and Blossom was the one getting put into an embarrassing pin. ”Gah, dang it!”

It was a tight hold, and the only chance of escape was to roll back hard, kicking her legs in a wild attempt to get away. She would get to her feet as quick as possible, but there wasn’t much more than that she could do - the ball was firmly in Laura’s court. For now.