Danni vs Clint

Danni eyed him wordlessly for a bit. She licked her lips before she shook her head and nodded. "You SURE can..." she mutters, then struts off to the ring and motions for him to follow with one finger. "come on, let's get this on."

Clint had eyed his opponent, watching her strut to the ring, liking the tone of her butt, he had looked quickly up as she had motioned him to come into the ring. Clint had walked to the ring jumping in and faced her. "All right little lady, when I'm done with you, you'll be panting, loving the feeling of what I've done, but also wishing you wore something better than that!" Clint said, obviously trying to act tough in front of her, and she could probably tell this.

Danni lifted her skirt, smiling at him and running her fingers over her groin teasingly. "That's a tall order, handsome. Try and take it," she taunted, dropping it and quickly trying to rush and clothesline him

Clint didn't expect the clothesline, and was knocked down, but he would get up and quickly go for his own clothesline, and he would try to fall backwards, aiming for an elbow drop to her stomach.

"Kyaa!" Danni let out a quick cry as she was knocked onto her bum by the clothesline, starting to rise but Clint smoothly landing his elbow drop, making her grunt and double as she held her tender belly. "Oooh, you little ruffian," she grunted.

"What's the matter ma'am? Thinking twice now?" Clint teased, moving up and tryed to put her in a headlock, although she probably had enough energy to fight back.

"No... nng... just realizing not to go so soft on you!" She'd swing her forearm up into his crotch, looking to give it a good thump to squirm free and bearhug him from behind as he's stunned

"OH!" Clint shouted out as he was nailed in the crotch, feeling Danni's bearhug from behind, but not struggleing for he was still feeling the effects of the low blow. "Oh....nice move, I guess. Though I don't like moves like that myself!"

"Oh no? Well how does Clinny like these sorts?" She'd use her grip and her flexible nature to suplex him backward, back arched and skirt flipping up behind her as she did.

"Whoa! Ouch! Hell no!" Clint said, blushing at the name that Danni called him, but snapped out of it, remembering they never introduced themselves. "Wait... you got close to my name, which means you must know my name, how do you know my name?"