Edward Sealgair vs Noomi Holm: Air Boom vs Boom Noom!

Man, he loved the Koppu Kick. How could you not? An effective counter, a great surprise attack for any unsuspecting opponent. It was all good.

Noomi...didn't seem to think the same. As Ed rolled backwards onto his butt, crossing his bare legs, he caught the look she shot him, clearly annoyed, though still looking cute.

He shrugged, rubbing the back of his blonde head, sounding a little sheepish as he got up to his bare feet and closed the distance between them, grabbing her arm and pulling her upwards. "Sorry, match and all. So...how does sushi sound?" he asked, getting her up to her feet before swinging his arm, aiming a chop for the cuties chest!

Noomi had started to rise as Edward made his way towards her. Perhaps underestimating how hard he had really hit her as she pushed herself up, nearly stumbling back towards the mat. He had caught her though in what she thought for a moment might have been a gentlemanly act. The initial advantage she had cultivated in playing with him didn't seem to be working anymore as he comfortably bantered with her.

Before she could respond to sushi, which was almost always going to be affirmative, his palm takes her across the chest with a solid snapping sound that had the crowd gasping almost as much as the platinum haired streamer was at this very moment. She took a staggered step back but his grip on her kept them tethered together.

She was left hanging, almost dangling at the end of his arm as if being dipped with an elaborate dance move mid match as she wheezed at the burning hot string numbing her breast.

A sudden moment of clarity sharpened her eyes as she turned over her hand to grab hold of Edward as well. She kicked a foot up high, not to actually hit the boy, but try to snuggly wedge her boot heel under his chin. With a hard jerk of her body, she attempted to drag the two of them down to the mat, her onto her back, and him face first into her outstretched leg with an inverted stomp facebreaker.

Sometimes, pro wrestling made Ed feel like a dick. Noomi was hot, had been very...generous with him, having kissed and nibbled him a fair portion of the match, giving him the erection still bulging against his speedo. She even seemed receptive of going out with him! annnnd yet he had just kicked her and chopped her in the chest like a dick.

To be fair, it was a match...it was basically his job to fight her after all, and its not like she hadn't attacked him in the middle of polite conversation. He could make this up to her later, hopefull-"ACK!"

His thoughts were cut off, as the swedish girl found a counter attack to his chop, using his own grip on her to pull him down, her boot against his chin, the impact of her landing bouncing him off of her jaw and recoiling back, breaking their grip as he landed on the mat, the nearly nude teen groaning and holding his aching jaw, lucky he didn't bite his tongue on that move!

Besides Noomi, no one looking on would really understood what had really happened there. It had come across as a slick bit of counterplay and not at all the act of desperation it had actually been. While the move had been one she practiced, Edward had been the first ever victim ever claimed by it.

She was laid out on her back, rubbing her chest with a wide grin on her face. The burning sting from Edward's chop hadn't yet faded, but she was incredibly proud of herself in this moment as she soaked in the reaction of the crowd. Lifting her head, she took stock on her opponent being down… this was a good chance for her to take over again.

Rolling over onto her side she pushed herself up to her feet, still clutching her raw breast, kneading it lightly as she moved to massage out the pain. Taking slow but steady steps she moved around to the side of Edward, lifting a leg to stomp down hard on his stomach. If she managed to land the strike, she would plant her boot on his shoulder and with a hard shove, try to roll him over onto his chest.

If she found herself in control, the streamer would step over the blond boy's body, equating down across his lower back. Reaching down, she would attempt to slip her palms underneath Edward's chin, interlacing her fingers as she locked her hands in. With a hard pull she leaned back, locking in a camel clutch, pressing her backside to his smaller back with a playful wiggle.

"Sushi sounds good… we can just finish this up quick now." The platinum haired girl gave a faint smirk as she applied herself, jerking back hard in the half applied submission hold. "Just tap… or better yet, say you give up." She giggled softly.

Alright Sealgair...use your brain, assess the damage. Let's see...his jaw stung like hell after getting taken off guard and dropped, and the stomp to his breadbasket had knocked some air out of him, and he was now trapped in the Camel Clutch, one of the most painful holds in wrestling.

On the bright side, he had a date! Yay! He doubted even Ryo could land a date so quick with an opponent. But thoughts of making his friend jealous would have to wait, for now, he needed to break this hold, badly.

Not so easy when Noomi was trying to bend him in half, of course. "I'll...buy dinner...but...not gonna give...up" he groaned out, stretching all four of his limbs, trying to see if the ropes were close enough to any of them to force a break!

Noomi was many things. Beautiful, energetic, talented… but something she wasn't yet was and adept wrestler with all the nuisance that came with it. Chief among them, ring awareness. She had taken advantage of the situation rather well with n throwing on a submission right away… even if she missed applying a few key things like hooking the boys arms behind her knees to limit his options. Pulling him away from the ropes had been the other. She had in fact rolled him closer to them when she turned him over without even giving it a thought.

So when Edward went looking for them, he found them rather easily and without too much of a struggle was able to reach out to grab hold of them. Noomi however, wasn't ready to let her cute little playmate go just yet, choosing to ride out the officials count by yanking back even more on her hold. "You want to get away so soon? Naughty~!"

As the count hit four she let him go, giving a short hop in place to slam her backside down against his back to flatten him to the mat. Wrapping her fingers around the ropes she lifted herself up off him, jumping as she reached the height of her rise to hop onto the second rope. The streamer wobbled at first before finding her balance, leaning into the top rope as she threw her arms wide to pose for the crowd with a beaming smile and a wink.

"I don't know how much you really want to take me out if you aren't going to be making compromises." She turned to glance back at Edward, seeing how far up he may have gotten, affixing him with a mock frown. "I bet someone out here would though." She turned back to the audience, shouting into the hungry crowd. "Who wants to take me out for sushi?!" To which they responded with a staggering outcry of offers from men and women alike.

Luckily, the ropes were nearby enough to make for a quick escape before the hold could go too far, and Noomi was forced to let him go, though the following butt stomp  quickly sent him back to the mat before the speedo clad boy could rise up. He could deal with that, that was fine.

It seemed however...that he lost his date as a result of his escape.

...awwww.

"No fair...i don't wanna lose my date to a fan!"

Rubbing his back, wincing from the lingering pain of the camel clutch, he listened as Noomi seemed eager to give his date away to any random person in the crowd. Well that just seemed unfair.

But for the moment, she had her back to him, just looking all cute and adorable standing on the middle rope...with a leap, Ed hopped onto his bare feet, pushing aside the fading pain in his back and attempting to grab Noomi's legs from behind, holding her tight.

"Caught ya!" He yelled, before stepping back and yanking her legs back, trying to pull her off the ropes and get planted front first onto the mat!

"Look! How about you handsome?" She brought a hand to her forehead, shielding the light from her eyes as she pointed vaguely into the crowd, letting the audience assume she was talking about them, giving them the illusion she was actually going to go out with a clamoring fan. It was all part of the show, something she was all to familiar with when fishing for donations during stream.

"Eep!" Her natural reaction to being rip d from the ropes was mousey, something that made her come across as enduring before she splatter roughly against the mat face down. The crowd gave out a rolling "Ooooh!", giving her a good idea it looked at bad as it felt to unexpectantly be ma.de to eat the ring.

"Ow…" Noomi mumbled with a soft grumble, slowly trying to push herself up onto her hands and knees with the roles suddenly reversed.

Ouch...damn, that even made Edward wince. That had to hurt.

"Sorry bout that, that looked painful! This job is weird...makes me feel like a jerk sometimes to be honest." he said, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly as the cute girl tried to rise, some in the crowd starting to boo the scottish teen for fighting against the lovely Noomi, making him blush a little.

With Noomi on her hands and knees for now, seeming dazed, Ed rolled her back down, onto her back, before covering her and hooking her leg for the pin. "Can't be helped! I'll still buy dinner though!" he offered, a form of apology as the referee girl dropped down to start the pin count!

"ONE!"

"Cause you are a jerk." Noomi grumbled as she pushed herself up onto her forearms, staring down at the mat as she struggled to rise higher. Her words didn't have any teeth to them though, coming off as more light hearted than actually hurtful. Before she could make much headway on getting back up though Edward rolled her over, laying her out across the mat.

She let out an annoyed huff, pretty clear this likely hadn't been enough to really put her away. She let her head drop to the ring, taking the Pinfall attempt rather casually as her opponent draped himself over her.

"You just like being on top, hm?" The streamer whispered softly, just for the two of them. Each word dripped with subtext, coming out as almost a purr as she made no effort to break the pinfall at first. She lifted her leg even more for him, rubbing her thigh up along his hand willingly.

"Two!"

"How much stamina do you have?" Noomi bit her lip, putting on that innocent look she seemed to do so well as she asked probing and likely distracting question. She seemed more aware this time however, throwing up a shoulder just before the third count hit the mat to break things up. Rather than throwing herself for Edward aside, she was reaching out, trying to wrap an arm around his shoulders.

She didn't seem to want to be apart, attempting to guide the blond boy to remain on top of her as she lay on the mat. She tried to slip her other hand up behind his head, working her fingers through his hair all the while pulling him closer.

"Come here cutie~" she pulled him close, staring at him with come hither bedroom eyes and pursed lips as if  out session was on the agenda right here on the mat. Just before she could join them lip to lip however, she would roughly redirect his face to bury it I to her chest, hugging him close into a smother while he remained on top of her. "Lets put you to bed~"