Ami Takeuchi vs Bryan Daniels

Ami was not normally this aggressive in her matches, she wanted to conserve her energy and strength for the many after-parties that she might attend to after her victory. That and working too hard in the ring would end up getting her too sweaty. However, against Bryan she restricted herself from using too many dirty tactics and attempted to stick to the rules of wrestling, as best as she could.

Still, the pain from the many submissions and strikes that she suffered at the hands of the handsome male model would invariably enrage her just enough to get a bit more rough. Now that she had escaped the bearhug, she would strike with a vicious knee strike to the side of his head which brought Bryan down to the mats and laid out on his back.

"Aww did that hurt too much Bry-Bry?" Ami said with a pouty face, bending down over towards him with her hands on her thighs. "Let me make that all better for you with the supermodels kiss" she would say.

Ami would grab Bryan's arm and pull him up on his feet before leaning into him, gently wrapping her arms around his waist and pull herself into him, she would get up on her tip toes and attempt to kiss him on the lip, looking to initiate the first phase of her finishing move.

One would think that as a fellow supermodel, Ami would know the importance of safe-guarding your proverbial moneymaker...that is to say, the million dollar face that those in the business so slavishly devote to priming, preening, and exfoliating. Bryan was hoping for some professional courtesy here considering that Ami knew all too well the lengths we beautiful people go towards to looking stunningly gorgeous 24/7. But apparently Ami was extending him no such courtesy after plastering Bryan with her knee strike, leaving him in a glassy-eyed daze that he was only just coming out of.

Bryan fidgeted and squirmed as her starting bobbing his head off of the canvas while blinking emphatically from the judgmental glow of the roof lights above. Not a few seconds after shuffling to his side, he found some unlikely assistance from the cerulean-haired vixen tugging away at his arm until he was back on his wavering legs and promptly gifted him a five-star kiss from out of nowhere. "Mmfh..." Bryan's eyes going stark-eyed before fluttering into a subtle complacency from the sweet softness of Ami's lush lips laying one on him, the male model already going all weak-kneed from the luscious lip-lock that always precluded an impending defeat.

Ami was indeed very overly protective of her own pretty face, she absolutely despised it when her opponent's would strike her face or would use submissions that would involve grinding of her face. Still, she showed no remorse to a fellow model when she struck the side of his head with a vicious knee strike which left him dazed enough for Ami to grab his arm and pull him back up to his feet. She would reward him though, momentarily, as she began to wrap her arms around his waist while leaning in to kiss him.

"Mmmmm" she would moan in pleasure from the kiss. She remembered this feeling from their spar, this was the reason which abruptly ended their last spar but in front of the crowd, there was no backing out. Ami would slowly part from the kiss, rubbing her nose with his. "You're a better kisser than wrestler. Too bad I have to end this" she would whisper, gently tapping his cheek.

Ami would then take a couple of steps back before attempting to lunge back in and going for the second phase of her finisher, hoping that her superkick aimed at his chin would connect against a distracted male supermodel.

Bryan wondered if Ami felt the same fireworks rocketing around her head as he was feeling, the model athlete spellbound by her bewitching lips that were just as sensually smooth as he remembered from their last spar. There was just something about locking lips with the blue-haired starlet that sent a trembling shock through his chiseled frame that had him tingling all over and had him traveling over the moon and back again. His own moan being suppressed into the supermodel's kiss until being abruptly parted, replaced with an Eskimo kiss and some consoling words that she probably says to all the weak-kneed and starstruck guys she's about to kick into next Tuesday.

Considering how glazed over his eyes were as he somehow remained upright upon his wobbly and bowed legs, you'd be forgiven for thinking Bryan was no different than those other losers...until he managed to sidestep the super kick and spin around to now be facing Ami as she turned around. Hooking his leg behind her would be done to unbalance Ami as he wrapped an arm around her neck and dipped her backward while gazing dreamily into her cerulean-tinted eyes. "Sorry baby...it's like I said. A night with the Bry-guy ain't over until the other lady's sprawled on their back after experiencing a night of magic~..." Bryan whispered with a caress of cheek and a passionate five-star kiss...before ending the romantic moment with a booming thud by flipping her backward in his One Night Stand finisher

The scene was all too familiar, reminiscent of their spar backstage. Only this time, the awkward moment that came by do the pressing of their lips would not end the match abruptly. With the crowd watching the two go at it, the supermodel had used this deadly kiss against many opponents and this time not even a handsome familiar face would make her stop in kicking the hell out of him after gracing him with the sweet kiss.

Once their lips parted, Ami took a step back to get some room before lunging back with her legs stretched out and her heel aimed at Bryan's chin. However, to her surprise the male model was not as nearly mesmerized as she thought and was able to side step Ami's finisher.

"Nrgh?! W-wha?! No way" she hissed. The supermodel didn't have much time to react as Bryan would hook his leg behind her and wrap his arm around her neck and dip her backwards, making her balance herself awkwardly while their faces would once again be mere inches apart. Ami would blush immensely and once more the two kissed. The supermodel moaned in the kiss, her knees felt weak but Bryan held her up."Mmmff!"

The sweet moment was soon gone as Bryan would flip her back towards the ring mats, making her face SMACK against the ring mats to finish his One Night Stand finisher! The supermodel laid there on her belly, seemingly down and out!

Bryan may not have known it at the time, and perhaps Ami didn't either, but their clandestine spar was a bit more educational than they may have realized. Besides just generally getting to know eachother's wrestling style a little better, it came with the helpful tidbit of information that whenever Ami saw fit to lock lips with ya, it meant she was gearing up to send your ass on an express trip to La-La-Land. It was no wonder she came to be Tension World Champion with a finisher as lusciously entrancing and downright devastating all wrapped up into one. But in showing her hand earlier in their afternoon spar, Bryan knew damn well what to watch out for this time around. Hence how he managed to sidestep having his jaw cracked...

...before scooping her into the most romantic looking finisher in the business. The cerulean haired supermodel getting dipped backward and swept off of her feet as if they had just finished a dazzling slow dance number~...all before Ami quite literally got a taste of her own medicine via Bryan's own five-star liplock, known for entrancing even the most jaded of ladies. Bryan closing his eyes and moaning into the kiss that was as sweet as it could be before turning this dream into a booming nightmare of a faceplant. The model-athlete recoiling up to a seated position with a wry smile and waft of his well quaffed hair before rolling the dazed supermodel over and laying across her ample chest, hooking one of legs into the air and winking into the camera.

"1"

It would have worked on most unsuspecting and innocent males, a kiss from the supermodel is enough to put most men in a trance just for a bit for Ami to pull off her devastating superkick. However, Bryan was different. Not only did he have past experience with hot women but he knew from their earlier spar what the supermodel's intentions were after kissing her opponent. This allowed Bryan to counter the second part of the supermodel's kiss finisher and instead trap her whilst her body leaned backwards and kissed her, leaving her in a trance with her knees feeling weak.

With that, Bryan would flip back and send Ami face first into the mat to complete his One Night Stand finisher. The supermodel laid there on her belly, seemingly out. After shifting onto a seated position, the male model would waste no time and quickly shove Ami onto her back and lay across her heaving chest.

The referee would slide into position and do her job of counting for the pinfall.

"2........3"!

*DING*DING*DING*

The phrase "biggest win of your career" gets tossed around a lot backstage in the Tension locker room whenever some dude thinks his upcoming match could be the one that rockets him to stardom, but Bryan thinks he could safely say that pinning the former Tension World Champion clean in the middle of the ring was the de-facto biggest win of his career. The model athlete hooking Ami's leg and counting down the seconds himself until the referee made it official and signaled for the ringing of the bell, his theme playing over the speakers with Bryan himself shifting over to sit upright beside Ami.

The dude was soaked in a shimmering coat of sweat as he panted his lungs out while the referee briefly raised his arm, still in a kinda state of shock that he ended up countering Ami's finisher in time. It was like they were in an alternate universe where 99.99% of the time, Ami would have clocked him in the chin and been the one with the W, but here they were in the .01%. Bryan shifted over to be on one knee waiting patiently for Ami to come out of it, where upon she would see a smiling male model offering her a hand. "Ya know...as first dates go...this has definitely been one to remember..."

There was no doubt about it, the supermodel's lights were knocked out by Bryan's finisher. Ami thought she had Bryan's number (and by tonight she probably would have it) but the male model had other ideas and expertly countered the supermodel's kiss with his own One Night Stand finisher to take the supermodel down and out for the three count.

The Tension faithful crowd was cheering, that coupled with the loud theme of Bryan cuing around the arena was what woke the supermodel back up from consciousness. Ami's eyes blinked a couple of times and the first thing she saw was Bryan's sweaty frame sitting upright beside her, causing her to smirk as she knew what had happened.

"Hahaha" Ami chuckled, reaching out to grab Bryan's hand and gladly accepted his offer to get back up on her feet. Once up on her feet, she would grab Bryan's hand and raise it high above his head for him, signalling him as the victor. "But it's not over yet you know. You still owe me that famous back rub you promised" Ami winked, still panting a bit in exhaustion.

Despite essentially not having paid a single solitary dime on this particular rendezvous, Ami Takeuchi was by no means a "cheap date." Bottles of wine and luxury dinner reservations were usually on Bryan's receipt for the evening whenever he took a lady out for a night on the town. An investment hardly ever seeming worth the time and/or money considering the vapid nature of those other supermodels. But the price of showing Ami a fantastic time took it's toll through grinding exhaustion and throbbing soreness from where Ami's knee made contact. Still...he'd say it was all worth it just for that chuckle of hers.

Bryan standing back up beside Ami and being somewhat taken aback by the supermodel raising his arm in victory, a gesture of respect not often seen from the vainglorious bluenette. But one appreciated all the same, and reciprocated with a winning smile and a sudden scooping up of the sister Takeuchi in his arms in a bridal carry. "Baby...for a ten star knockout like you...you're gonna get the full body treatment and than some~...Whaddya say we blow this tacky joint and continue this at my place?" Bryan suggested while tenderly escorting his lady friend through the ropes and up the ramp.