Ami Takeuchi vs Bryan Daniels

The onrushing supermodel's attempt to dropkick her male opponent flat on his back was thwarted and Ami found herself slammed on her own back instead, with Bryan catching her and suplexing her which left Ami moaning in pain while bridging up and clutching her lower back.

Bryan would mess around with Ami with more innuendo's, which made Ami growl in anger. The male model turned up on his knees beside Ami before grabbing her arm and pulling her back up on her feet as he rose to his own feet as well. "Nrghh!" she would grunt when trapped in a headlock, bringing her own arms around his wrists in a reflex action more than anything.

From there, she felt her briefs being grabbed and wedged up against her buttcheeks, making her blush while she was pulled vertically, making the blood rush to her brain. "Waaaah! H-hey hey, whats the big idea? Put me down, Put.Me.Down" she yelled, while kicking her legs about in the air.

Aside from being a cerulean haired cutie who was easily ranked a "ten" in the books of most guys with a weathered eye for bangin bods, who also seemed to grow more undeniably adorable the more frazzled she got, there was another trait to Ami that Bryan was currently appreciating very much so.

And that was how nimble, spry, and lightweight the supermodel was once he finally managed gain back some momentum in the match. The model athlete having a bit of cheeky fun at Ami's expense by tugging up a lewd wedgie against her shapely backside before balancing her aloft and upside-down for all the world to gawk at. Bryan showing off even moreso by maintaining the upended position with one arm while beckoning for more cheers from the crowd at how long he was keeping this towering exhibition up.

"Alright...ngh...now you're just making it too easy for for me to think up witty answers for ya..." Bryan uttered with a flinching groan before collapsing them both backward to give Ami exactly what she wanted, but it would be a landing none too comforting for her spine or her lovely rump.

Ami asked for a fight and now she was getting it. Bryan was starting to get into the match more and more while it was Ami's turn to struggle. Once more, the supermodel found herself in a bad spot as Bryan would follow up on his offence once more, grabbing the supermodel while pulling her up vertically over him.

Ami would kick her legs up fanatically while whine to him, demanding that she be putting down but she didn't fully appreciate the consequences of what she was demanding. Bryan, complying with the supermodel's request, would once again have some playful words for her before slamming her down on her back to complete off his suplex maneuver.

"Ahhh! Owww t-that hurt, that's not what I had in mind when I said that, owww" she would moan, slowly shifting up so what she was sitting on her cute ass while rubbing the small of her back.

Considering how much of a lightweight Ami was when compared to the other more jacked members of Tension, the cerulean-haired supermodel still made a surprisingly booming sound when she was slammed spine first against the canvas. Which Bryan guessed said more about the velocity she went crashing down at that anything else. But regardless...the model athlete rebounded back to his feet all the same with a spry kip-up and striking smirk that always had the ladies in the front row swooning.

"Well, play your cards right...and maybe some tonight I can give you one of B-RY's patented back-rubs, and accompanying full body massage~..." Bryan teasingly pitched to Ami while reaching down to snag two of her ankles and raise her legs into the air. With her ankles stuffed under his armpits after some slight repositioning, Bryan would collapse backward and attempt to slingshot Ami upward before letting her go for a crash landing into the corner turnbuckle.

The landing, while certainly requested by the supermodel, was not as pleasant as she would have liked it to be. Still, it was better than being suspended in mid-air like that. Once slammed down on her back, Ami would bridge up and clutch her back as she massaged it to ease the pain from the impact.

Meanwhile, the Tension male superstar would kip-up and get back up on his feet in style to draw a considerable cheer from the crowd at the expense of the fallen supermodel. "Owww patented huh? I'd like to get the full body massage treatment then" she would moan while Bryan began to grab her ankles and raise her legs up towards his arms before trapping her feet under his armpits. The male model would fall backwards, causing Ami to spring back up on her feet and be flung into the corner turnbuckle, face first!

"Oouuuffff!" Ami's pretty face crashed against the top turnbuckle which caused her to immediately cover her face and stagger back, quite dazed from the impact.

Considering that, just a few minutes ago, the model athlete was getting his masterfully well-toned backside handed to him by the sisterly Takeuchi, it was quite the reversal of fortunes to now have him be the one teaching the blue-haired beauty a thing or two about wrassling. One adrenaline spike led to another...and before even Bryan himself could ascertain where he was going with all of this offensive momentum, he had already catapulted Ami face-first into the turnbuckle to have her backpedaling out of there immediately afterward.

"Alrighty than...full body it is~..." Bryan quipped while getting up and turning around to face Ami, than turning her in place before wrapping one arm over Ami's shoulder to interlock his fingers together behind her. He fiercely tensed his biceps as he poured his studly strength into the draining bearhug, taking periodic breaks to pant heavily against Ami's collarbone as her softer and more supple form compressed tightly against his sculpted musculature. The roller-coaster of impactful slams and tossing throws coming to a sudden brake in the arms of the handsome model twisting Ami's words against her by providing his version of a full-body massage.

The supermodel found herself on the receiving end of Bryan's comeback offence, both verbally and physically. One suplex later, she would be flung into the turnbuckle courtesy of a simple monkey flip. Ami's face crash landed against the top turnbuckle, which left her reeling backwards back towards Bryan who was ready, waiting for his supermodel to return back to him.

"Owww I said body not face" Ami would quip, rubbing her pain stricken face. The supermodel was turned around so that she was facing the male model and just as she did, Bryan would wrap one arm over Ami's shoulder to interlock his fingers together behind her for a bearhug variant.

Ami would groan in pain, however it seemed the fast face of the match seemed to be taking its toll on Bryan as well who took turns to intensify the submission after taking periodic breaks to catch his breath. Still, this was much worse for Ami who had to bear the pain of his "full-body massage".

"Nrrghh this is too painful to qualify as a massage my good man" she would moan in his ear. When Bryan would take a break to ease up the tension in his bicep and relax, that is when Ami would attempt to stomp her boots on his foot first, before attempting to raise her knee up into his abs in an effort to break free.

Bryan wasn't one to brag, at least to such an extensive and obnoxious degree, but he had become pretty popular backstage at photo shoots when it came to one of his patented "B-RY Backrubs". The perfect method of relieving any stress or tension built up in a sexy supermodel's shoulders and/or lower back before heading out there in front of the cameras, and one he never failed to suggest to any of the lovely ladies walking around in skimpy bikini's and lacey lingerie. Bryan just being that type of self-less dude to help others in their time of need...and this had nothing to do with him getting to work his magic fingers on some of the most beautiful women in the world. It's just a shame this spine-wrenching bearhug wasn't anything like his relaxing backrubs.

"...Really gotta make up your mind bout what you want, ya know?" Bryan quipped into her own ear while continuing to wrench in the constrictive embrace, with only a second or two given to relax his arms before reaffirming the hold. But in that second, Bryan would flinch from a stomping boot right to his big toe and have the wind knocked out of his sails by being kneed in the gut, the bitter supermodel now freed from clutches his as the model athlete stumbled back in hopping and coughing discomfort.

Whilst the supermodel did not doubt that he would probably make a good massage man for her, currently in the circumstances the massage was much more painful than it needed to be. Bryan really showed off his impressive strength and technique, squeezing the supermodel in his own variant of the bearhug. Normally, she wouldn't mind being so close to the a sweaty hunk of a man, grinding herself against him while they were at it but when trying to win a match and bearing the pain she felt on her back probably trumped any intimate feelings she felt from the proximity of their bodies.

Eventually, with a stomp down on his toes and a knee strike to his abs, the supermodel would earn her freedom. Bryan would stumble back and cough while Ami would stagger back and do the same. "Nrgh, never rush a lady with decisions Mr. Daniels" she would quip back.

Ami would attempt to bounce off the ring ropes and look to rush at Bryan while he was still dazed, looking to strike him with a running knee strike aimed at the side of his head to knock him down.

"Shhhyaahh!" she yelled whilst closing in with her knee lifted.

Bryan couldn't say he was too surprised at this rather painful turn of events. This was most definitely not the first time he ended up limping away from a matter involving one of his patented "B-RY Backrubs" with nothing but an aching bruise and an irate supermodel stomping away from him with a red faced expression and fuming temper. There were times back in his early modeling days where Bryan's roving fingers got the better of him and earned him some extra time in the make-up department using all manners of concealers and face powders to erase the hand-shaped slapping imprint across his face.

Right now, Bryan wished he was only suffering from a smack across the face and not a gut-churning strike to his chiseled midsection with a throbbing big toe to boot. The model athlete comically hopping on one foot while hunched over in sputtering agony from the feisty supermodel fighting her way out of the bearhug before going for a dashing sprint against the ropes. Her swift-footed return not coming without it's own headache as the blue-haired vixen walloped Bryan against the side of his handsome facial features with a knee strke that spun him in place and brought the male model down to the canvas and splayed out on his back in a groaning daze.