New Genesis: Kairi Kamiya vs Elliot Gemina

Kairi watched Elliot from over the curvature of her body, nodding along as he spoke. She took a brief moment to lean away, just a bit, and eyed him kicking his feet. She twisted her body, uncinching the hold for just a moment, giving the young blond a brief breather even if his face was still mashed up against her chest. Reaching back, she attempted to hook one of his legs and roll his body up, rejoining her hands to apply the headlock only with having a leg trapped as well. Despite making the hold worse, she wasn't trying to pin him, so that was something.

“Self taught huh? How long have the two of you been at it?” she perhaps was having too much fun at Elliot’s expense, purposefully leaning in to mash his mouth up against her body, making it hard for him to actually answer the question. Things were getting worse for him by the minute, in terms of his longevity in the match. He’d have to think of something soon to break free or at the very least try to make for the ropes. Kairi seemed content to keep him here at her mercy until he couldn't fight back anymore.

Was...was she seriously having a casual conversation with him while they were wrestling!?

Then again...Elliot supposed he couldn't be surprised. He'd watched enough AFW matches on television wih his sister to know that the wrestlers in this league quite often made a point of talking casually while beating each other up.

Of course, knowing that did nothing to help him, especially as Kairi, noticing his kicking and writhing, soon trapped one of his legs between her own, and presse his face even harder against her bosom, increasing the blush on his face as he realized how trapped he was!

"Nnn...Only...one...match..."

He said with a grunt, not sure why he was responding at all really, as he, with more frantic desperation, reached out with his arm and his free leg, trying to reach towards the ropes, stretching his fingers as much as he could, even trying to drag both their bodies closer to the ropes, though with their combined weight he didn't get to drag himself very far, reaching out towards the ropes again, even his rookie self knowing that he wouldn't last long if he was still stuck in this position!

“Only one real match, and this one with me. How long did you two train together though?” Kairi noted Elliot pushing and squirming, slowly moving them toward the ropes. She didn’t seem to mind, not going out of her way to delay him. She felt confident in her position in the match enough already, no need to make him work any harder than he was.

Eventually, Elliot would be able to grab hold of the ropes, and when the referee called for a break Kairi obliged. Unwrapping herself from Elliot, she pushed off him and the mat to stand herself up and back off, adjusting her leotard to sit correctly again after having mashed his face into it for so long.

She turned her back on him as she moved away, throwing up a fist with a few pumping motions to engage the crowd again. It was clear as she took her time and seemed to think he’d need time to recover that she didn’t feel especially threatened by Elliot currently. She jogged over to one of the far turnbuckles, hopping onto the second ropes to pose for the crowd.

It took AGES, or at leat, so it felt like, but Elliot was finally able to get to the ropes, with Kairi letting go of him, the blonde teen quickly rolling under the ropes and out of the ring, blushing and panting, peeking behind him quickly to see Kairi turning her back on him, pumping her first to psyche the crowd up.

He groaned, shaking his head and slapping his cheek several times. He had to FOCUS. the match had only just started, and he was already looking like a complete rookie!

...granted, he WAS a complete rookie...but...still!

Luckily, nothing she had done had been that bad, with the pain in his chest already fading, and nothing worse than embarrassment so far.

As a result, when Kairi went up to the middle turnbuckle to pose for the crowd again, clearly not taking interest in him, Elliot went on the offensive again, sliding into the ring and, trying to take advantage of her precarious position, he charged towards her once again, this time swinging his arm out as he reached the corner, trying to clothesline Kairi in the back of her knee to make her fall and crash off the turnbuckle!

She soaked it in, the cheers, the adoration, everything that she was here to achieve. It felt good, even if this was a smaller stage than her last big success. The ease with which she was winning didn’t detract from how good it felt. She glanced over her shoulder between cheering with the crowd only to see Elliot had scurried outside the ring. She hopped down off the ropes, striding past him as he took a breather. “Take all the time you need, El.”

The official had just then begun counting.

“Well, maybe not all the time you need.” She gave a soft laugh, flipping her hair back over a shoulder as she jogged to the next turnbuckle, throwing her arms up again, keeping the crowd invested. She was the one in charge here, this was her ring, and they all knew it. While she wasn’t watching Elliot, she was half listening to the referee’s count. When her opponent slipped back into the ring and the official went quiet, she looked back to see the blond charging her.

She grimaced at how close he was, unable to really react in time. He slammed into her legs, causing them to buckle on the ropes. She wobbled but leaned back to fall inside the ring instead of outside, awkwardly collapsing into the turnbuckles with her back still to Elliot, sandwiched in between the corner and him.

Did...Did he actually hit her just now?

HE DID! He finally hiit a move! After going through that entire tag match, failing to hit a single attack on either of his opponents, he had finally landed his first offensive move of his career in his second match, slamming into Kairi's legs and throwing her off balance, the girl falling against the turnbuckle, her cute butt jutting out towards him, making him blush a little.

He shook his head. "Gah..I'll look at your butt later, I gotta beat you first!" He said, in what was supposed to be a taunt, though he realized after that it just sounded kinda dumb.

Still, he ran to the opposite corner, giving him plenty of space to build speed and momentum, and then charged across the ring, full speed, towards Kairi's corner, jumping high when 3/4ths of the way there and trying to slam his chest and body into Kairi's back and rear with a flying splash attack!

Kairi was half bent over, arms draped on the top rope with her face in a turnbuckle. The unexpected tumble had been disorienting, leaving her momentarily groggy though when Elliot muttered what surely must have been an intrusive thought out loud, her ears perked and she blinked recognition back into her eyes as if someone had just jolted her with a defibrillator. What did he just say about her butt?! She felt offended on so many levels. He wanted to check out her backside? But not now, it wasn’t good enough to check out now? Who told him he could check her out, what a pervert! All of this despite her overtly presenting herself to be distractingly beautiful the whole match. It was hypocritical of her, but that didn't stop her from using it to drive her.

She played possum, waiting for him to grab hold of her but he never did, instead, she heard him move away. She peered back over her shoulder, faking a groan to catch a sight of where he had gone off to without giving up the fact she was ready to move. When she saw him come charging in, her arms tucked in along the ropes and she grabbed hold of them tightly, waiting… waiting…

Just as he neared she sprang to life, jumping onto the first set of roles as hard as she could and springing up into the air. Her body straightened upright into a handstand with her balancing precariously with her hands on the ropes, getting out of the way as Elliot came smashing into the corner. She kicked her legs out, swinging herself back down to try and hammer her knees into Elliot’s back. The moment she made contact she would let go of the roles and attempt to grab hold of her opponent's head or shoulders, dragging him backward to the canvas into her knees for a second time before releasing him.

Elliots charge had been pure speed and rashness, completely buying into Kairi's act of being out of it. By the time he saw he kick up into a, very impressie, full handstand on the top rope and realized just how big an error in judgement he had made...well, he was already airborne himself, an there was nothing he could do to stop or adjust his flight path now, his blue eyes going wide as he crashed into the turnbuckle pads with a cry, rebounding off the pads with a the force of a bounce.

If only that was the worst of it...

Instantly after he bounced off the pads, something heavy and pointed SLAMMED into his back with enough force to ram him back into the turnbucle pads he had just bounced off of, getting a second, lesser cry of pain from the blonde twins lips as this triple impact took most of the air out of his body.

If only THAT was the worst of it, as, before he could even fathom what Kairi had done to cause such intense pain in his lower back, he felt his body being roughly forced back, and the same pain returned as, unseen to him, her knees rammed their way up into his back again with a backstabber attack, his small light body bouncing off of hers onto the mat on his front, his small body twitching and jerking as his mouth hung open in a silent groan of pain, no air left in him to audibly cry out!

The crowd agreed with just how impressive the acrobatic display had been with their loud whoops and cheers. They seemed just as horrified with cringes and “Oooooo”s for the full knee massage Kairi treated Elliot to. For her part, she was pleased as punch with herself though sorry it had to be the unfortunate rookie that had to play victim to her offense. She released him as he dropped back onto her knees, letting him flop to the side wide-eyed and mouth agape like a fish. This was how things had to be. If she wanted to get anywhere she needed to make an impression. Get noticed by the powers that be and secure her title shot. She couldn't have her embarrassing losses or stupid cousin dragging her reputation through the mud anymore.

She rolled over and popped to her feet, making her way back to Elliot. She did her best to add some spring in her step, trying to hide the small hobbled movement in her one leg from her misfortunate error in judgment that had him clothesline her legs. She reached down to grab hold of him, starting to haul the boy to his feet. She’d try to be as quick as possible to get him upright, having a European uppercut cocked and loaded to nail him with when he was there to try and keep him dazed. “Not done yet, are you?”

If he didn't or couldn't fire back with his own retaliation, she would grab him by the head and turn on her heel swiftly, dropping to a knee to try and toss him over her shoulder into a seated position with a snapmare. She would spring off the ground, leaping over Elliot on her way to the ropes. Hitting them with her back she made a speedy return to Elliot and launched herself at him in a cross-body block to try and slam into him with her body and crash down across him in a pinfall attempt.

All of Elliots excitement over hitting his first ever offensive move in the ring had been smashed out of him, quite literally, by the impresive multi-hit combo move knocking the wind of the blonde boy, leaving him panting and gasping on the floor as he tried to regain his air.

Too early, far too early for him to be ready, Kairi was pulling the twin up to his feet, Elliots head rocking backwards with her firm, if not overly powerful, uppercut, his resulting stumble back prevented by her grip around his head.

A moment later, he was tumbling over to his front, his momentum causing his body to sit straight up, getting a brief second of respite, where he was able to take a breath, breath it out, breath back in...and let out a high pitched squeak as Kairi, having rebounde off the ropes, threw her body out at him with a cross body, smacking into Elliot's slim chest and planting him flat onto the mat!

Elliot groaned, letting out a burst of air from Kairi's weight smacked into him, and even worse, he heard a slap on the mat, and a cry of "ONE!", immediately recognizing the sound from the hours and hours of wrestling he had watched, that it was the first count of a pin attempt!

He began moving his legs wildly, taking in a breath as he tried to get the strength to buck his hips before

"TWO!"

SHIT! With some air back in him, Elliot kicked harder, and tried to thrust his hips upward in a buck, trying to break the pin in time!