Ami Takeuchi Vs. Michael Northman

The supermodel was looking to have some fun here, making the blonde squeal in pain and soon enough having him scream in submission. Ami managed to get him up in a seated position as she took her place behind and trapped him in a body scissor, her legs really squeezing his toned waist as tight as she could. She felt his hands reach down for her lovely legs, trying to push and pry them off. Ami laughed at his efforts, "OooOoh! You really want a feel of my legs that bad huh? You could have just asked! HERE" she said, really tightening her body scissor.

Ami would grin, leaning forward to press her front against Michael's back as her hands began to pinch his nose and claw his mouth, "Go on....tell me you give up" she hissed.

Michael was once again in a bad spot as Ami Takeuchi had him in a brutal waist scissor, squeezing him tightly with those lovely thighs of hers. As her tried to push and pry those constricting legs off of himself, finding no avail as she continued to struggle. Wincing out in pain as he shook her head.

Ami leaning forward and pushing her front against the young Northman's back, causing a faint blush to appear on his face. Then suddenly Ami started to punch his nose, and claw at her mouth. Struggling started to subside a little as he would then try and throw his elbow back and hit it against Ami's side, looking to repeat this over and over as she'd try and hammer his elbow into Ami Takeuchi's ribs.

Ami had Michael right where she wanted him. Her body pressed up against his back, her firm breasts pressed up against the muscular back of her opponent as she continued to squeeze Michael's waist with her lovely legs. To tease him even further, she brought her hands forward to his face, pinching his nose shut and then claw at his handsome face and mouth.

Michael was not going to let her dominate him like that, although she blushed at first at her teasing he was soon pounding away as he fired a couple of hard elbow strikes into Ami's ribs, making the supermodel moan in pain. Ami released the hold and fell down on her side behind the blonde, massaging her aching ribs.

The elbow strikes were enough to free himself it seemed, as Ami's legs stopped squeezing his waist and those hands left his face. Gasping out as he was released, Michale would quickly roll away from Ami as he didn't want to suffer any further retaliation. He was quick to pull up and rise up to his feet, shaking his head as he would rub his sides a bit.

Looking over at the downed Ami, he would turn and look at the ropes and then back at Ami. Waiting for Ami to start to rise up. Michael would then run back towards the ropes, bounce off of them and as Ami started to rise up to her feet, Michael would try and come in and hit her with a quick drop kick right against her impressive chest.

The hard elbow strikes made the supermodel release her grip on the handsome male, she hissed in frustration as she was getting quite comfortable in that position. While Michael rolled away to get some distance, Ami fell down on her side to massage her aching ribs as she kicked the mat. She took some time to recover, eventually getting back up on her feet.

Whilst Ami took her sweet time to get up, Michael was sizing her up and when she did rose to her feet, Michael would bounce off the ring ropes to smack the supermodel's chest with both of his feet, knocking the supermodel back down on her back, this time rolling over onto her belly to protect her chest.

the drop kick had worked wonders as he drove his boots into Ami's sizeable chest and then dropped her down hard onto her back. Michael was quick to roll over onto his front and push himself up to his feet. Moving upwards to a full stand as he would take to running towards the closest ropes, moving off of them with a jump, to bounce off of the middle ropes. 

Michale would try and jump up and off of the ropes, attempting to come down and crash down on top of Ami Takeuchi's frame with an attempted lionsault! Trying to bust out some of his high-flying moves!

The speed of the blonde male caught the supermodel off guard, the dropkick to her modest chest send the supermodel down on her back, having her moan in pain and clutch her chest. Ami took her time to catch her breath and shake her head, trying to get her head back in the game. She was not going to let another Northman get the better of her again!

When Michael would leap off the ring ropes and attempt an impressive lionsault, the supermodel would roll out of the way and get some distance between herself and the already somersaulting Michael, to avoid getting struck by the high-flying move. If the supermodel managed to dodge the lionsault, she would quickly move in and roll Michael to his back, once more hooking his leg up for a pinfall attempt.

Michale was feeling pretty on top of the world, which was how he most often felt when he went for high flying moves. Though it looked as if Ami wasn't dazed enough for him to be able to perform them, as when he went and bounced off of those ropes, already commited to the arch in the air, the Swede found Ami rolling away from the position he was coming down on. 

The buxom blue haired beauty having rolled away left the young Northman to crash down on his front, body flopping once against the mat as he let out a loud grunt of pain! 

Before he was able to even gather his senses, Ami tucked in and rolled him over. Pinning him to the mat and hooking his right leg. " One!" The referee was quick to slide in and count, raising her right hand up into the air, only for Michael to buck up and try and break the pinfall attempt.

The supermodel was crafty and tenacious, even though the blonde male took her down on her back, she was still aware of her surroundings well enough to roll out of the way just as he leapt off the ring ropes. The male wrestler would come crashing down on his belly but not on the soft skin of the supermodel but rather on the hard unforgiving cold mats.

Ami would seize this chance as she crawled over to Michael, rolling him over onto his back before hooking his leg up high for the pinfall. The referee only got till one before the male Northman managed to kick out. Ami sat up, passing her hand through her hair in disbelief, she took some time to catch her breath before slowly getting back up on her feet. "You!! You just don't know when to stay down do you boy?" she hissed, looking to grab him by the hair and pull him up on his feet before tucking his head under her arm and grabbing his shorts, looking to haul him up and over her for a quick snap suplex!

Michael groaned on the mat as he had just managed to kick out from Ami Takeuchi's pinfall attempt, he groaned from the pain of having missed his own high-flying move and was now paying that price with the pain. Shaking his head as Ami spoke out to him, the Swede would feel how she grabbed him by his short blond hair and started to force him up to his feet.

Grunting out in frustration as her was raised to his feet and that head of his was shoved in under the blue haired beauty's armpit. Yet, Michael wasn't about to give in, he bit down on his bottom lip and tried to wrap his arms around Ami's waist, trying to lift her up and arch backwards, aiming to throw Ami down with a Northman special, a Northern Lights suplex and try to arch into a pin attempt of his own!