Qin Liangyu vs. Theodore 'Theo' Logan - Taking Flight

Theo had thought that this move would catch her off guard, that it would be a sure hit, that he’d be able to take Qin down and score the advantage to dictate the match.

He’d thought wrong.

He learned exactly how wrong when she came sliding under his kick, pulling off a slick, one-in-a-million move that put her at the perfect place to avoid his move. He came down on his butt, scrambled to his feet and tried to turn around, but it was too late - the spider monkey was on his back before he could turn out.

Theo stumbled back as her legs clamped around his waist and her arms came over his throat. Not a pleasant situation on either front, and he already knew how poorly it could go. But there was a quick remedy for it.

He jumped up, kicked his legs out, and proceeded to fall flat on the canvas, aiming to sandwich Qin between his body and the canvas.

Qin's acrobatics training gave her incredibly flexibility and dexterity, things that she used to great effect in this match. Had it been another wrestler, Theo's kick would have caught them completely flat-footed. But Qin was able to avoid it by transitioning into a slide instead of having her body blindly follow through. And her follow-up attack worked brilliantly as well, as she clamped down on Theo's body, legs hugging his waist and arms wrapping around his neck, pressing her entire front against his back as she tried to choke him out.

Qin could anticipate what Theo would do next. It was what anyone would do, he was bugger and heavier so if he fell on top of her it would really hurt! But since she knew about it, she could prepare. As Theo jumped up and fell, Qin tensed the muscles in her belly, squeezing tightly to make sure the shock didn't break her hold. She hoped she could take this hit.

"Guh!" Qin gasped as Theo's weight came down over her, slamming her hard into the mat and knocking the wind out of her. Holding on had been a bad idea. But it was too late to give it up now, as Qin found herself pinned beneath Theo's weight! She tenaciously held on though, refusing to let go of either his neck or waist, though her grip loosened somewhat from taking the fall.

Theo wasn’t all that heavy, but he wasn’t light, either. He was definitely a lot heavier than Qin, and he could tell that just from the weight on his back right now - she wasn’t the easiest thing to carrry about, but he could still move around well enough to do a backflip if he really put sme serious effort into it. She was well-built, but there was no way she could take a full force splash like this.

That was his thinking, at least, and it seemed like a solid conclusion, until he dropped down, hammered her into the mat, and...nothing. Well, she did loosen up in her grip, just a bit, but she was still hanging on with surprising tenacity. It was honestly a little inspiring. Didn’t help his chances, though.

”Okay,” Theo grunted and reached out to wrap his arms around her legs. ”If that’s the position you want to stay in…”

He planted his feet on the floor, extended them, and leaned into Qin as he bridged his back, pressing down on her in an attempt to get a surprise pinfall. The referee saw it right away and moved into position, slapping her hand on the mat.

”1…!”

Though Theo wasn't the heaviest guy out there, his weight pressing down into Qin's body still squashed most of the air out of the lightweight acrobat. Her body was sturdy, so it could bear the pressure, but Qin found it hard to breathe in, especially as Theo's shoulders squashed her big boobs against her ribs, adding to the pressure she felt. Still she held on, determined to squeeze Theo into submission or unconsciousness, knowing that while she found it hard to breathe she could make it impossible for the rocker.

But then she felt Theo bridging up, and the referee coming over and beginning a pinfall count! Qin's eyes widened as she realized what Theo was doing. With her shoulders flat against the mat, she was technically being pinned! "TWO!" the referee counted.

"Ahh geez!" Qin groaned. She released Theo's waist and neck, planting her arms on his shoulders and curling her legs underneath his hips. "Get off!" she shouted, shoving Theo with all her might to force him off of her, hoping that she moved fast enough to avoid the three count and having the match stolen from her!

Hey, it was a little bit of a dirty move, but Qin only really had herself to blame, as far as Theo could tell. He’d come to understand that wrestling was a game of positioning, almost like Chess in some ways, requiring far more strategy and forethought than most could realize. ‘Ring awareness’, he was fairly sure that was the term, and it was something he was trying to foster in himself. If this little escape was any indication, it worked out fairly well.

She let him go, saving herself from the three-count, and shoved him away just in time for the both of them. Theo, for his part, sucked in huge lungfuls of air as fast as he could, trying a quick recovery - he knew full well that he would have little time for anything more. Qin was too fast, too agile, too smart to give any room to. Now was the time to act.

He pushed up to his feet and made a mad, sloppy dash towards her, trying to beat Qin to her feet. When he was close enough, he lashed out, swinging his leg low and fast, attempting to hit her with a roundhouse kick to the stomach.

Qin was so close to victory she could almost taste it, but thanks to Theo's clever tactics she had to let him go. It was a bit frustrating to the Chinese acrobat though, who slammed her fist into the mat in frustration before rolling back up to her feet. She made a mental note of that tactic, knowing now that she needed to watch out for that in the future, and potentially use it to her advantage as well.

She was only up on her knees when she saw Theo making a mad dash at her. That caught her off guard, she didn't think Theo would be able to move after nearly getting choked unconscious. The man seemed to run entirely on fighting spirit, his face still red showing how he hadn't recovered. However sloppy his attack though, he was able to catch Qin completely flat footed.

"Ooof!" the acrobat grunted, her eyes widening as Theo's kick sank into her unprepared belly. It knocked all the wind out of her, doubling her over his leg before taking her clean off her feet, sending her crashing onto her back with a tremendous and un graceful thud. Qin lay on her back, seeing stars, coughing and retching as pain filled her belly from the kick.

If Theo had the time, he would’ve taken a long, hard sigh of relief after Qin down. The woman was strong - far stronger than he could’ve expected, and she’d been getting the better of him nonstop since the bell rang. This was the closest he’d come to taking control of things, and there was no way he’d let it slip away from him.

He had to do something about those legs.

His first thought was to go for something like a Boston Crab, a classic. Maybe the figure-four? That would be effective, too. But there were other options he could go for, ones that might even work better. Why not spice things up?

Reaching down, he grabbed her right leg, bent down, and draped it over his shoulder. Pulling down on her ankle, he started to crank her hard, pulling her into a tight Stretch Muffler.

After taking that kick, Qin was too stunned and winded to react to Theo's next move. Sure, the rocker gave her a little extra time to recover as he pondered his next move, but it was barely enough time for her to catch her breath. "Uwah!" Qin gasped as Theo grabbed her legs and flipped her over onto her front, then pulled her leg over his shoulders in a stretch muffler!

"Ahhh!" Qin let out a pained yell as she felt her leg bent backwards, forcing her to arch her back painfully. The acrobat was incredibly flexible, so while on a normal person such a move would be debilitating, for her it wasn't much worse than what she went through during her training. But it was still a lot of pressure on her lower back and hip.

Qin's hands pawed at the mats as she felt the front of her body getting pressed down, her breasts mushrooming upwards to press against her chin. Groaning in pain, the acrobat tried desperately to reach for the ropes, hoping to break the hold quickly before more damage could be done.

From a professional standpoint, Theo had to admit, he was impressed with Qin’s flexibility. He knew the sort of training that went into making a body this bendy, this stretchy, this resistant to assault. He couldn’t imagine the years of practice that went into this form, and he had to admire her tenacity, her persistence, her dedication.

In this match, though, it was annoying. Really annoying.

Just about anyone else would’ve tapped out by now, or been much closer to it than Qin was. She kept fighting. Kept struggling. Kept pulling closer and closer to the ropes, until…

”Rope break! Let go!”

Theo groaned at the referee’s command, but he followed it without any contention, releasing her and letting her drop to the floor. He wasn’t about to give her too long to rest, though - only a moment passed before he reached down to grab her by the head with both hands, forcing her to stand up along with him so he could continue the withering assault.

Qin fought hard to make her way to the ropes. Theo wasn't the biggest or heaviest man, but he was a heavy weight upon her back. The acrobat's body was flexible, but after so much bending she was really feeling the pressure on her lower back. Thankfully though she was able to drag the both of them over before Theo made her give in, her hand grabbing onto the bottom rope and forcing the rocker to let her go.

Qin lay panting for a moment, trying to recover her energy after taking that draining crawl over to the ropes. But Theo didn't give her any chance to get her wind back. She let out a yelp as the rocker grabbed her by the back of her head, pulling her up by her hair buns much to the discomfort of the smaller acrobat.

"Owww! Let go!" she groaned, her hands shooting up to grab Theo by the wrists. She was in no position to fight back or get free though, as she could not tell exactly where Theo was behind her, and was still feeling the effects of the painful submission Theo had just put her through.