Ataru vs Angel (for Alexandra)

Allowed to breathe in welcome air, Ataru would slowly come to his senses. "Mnghh....". Opening his eyes, he would see Angel looking down at him with playfully and condescently. "Unhh....my head... y-you have won round one, but the match is not over..", he would manage to say, with a funnily sleepy voice.

Angel just grinned at him, leaning down towards him with her hands resting on her knees. "Do you honestly think you can last another round, little boy?" she asked, her voice still playful and curious.

Ataru was both embarassed and sensually teased by Angel's playful way to treat him like a "little boy", bending to him with hands on her knees like if he REALLY was too.

That would make him blush to a brighter red, especially considering that she had rendered him unconscious with her breasts.
"Y-You will see..i'll take revenge in round 2...", he said with a funny uneased face, trying to sound convincing while getting up on his feet.

Angel tsked lightly, then gestured at him to bring it on. "If you say so, boyo...let's see what you're got..."

"Ok.. here i come!". Ataru should probably have thought better, taking a few more seconds to recover, but his desire to win round 2 was stronger, nor he was known for being a wise and strategic fighter.

He stepped close, willing to clench holds with Angel in the middle of the ring. If she accepted, he would then try to shift into a standing headlock.

Angel would gladly come to meet his lockup, and she would even let him take the advantage, letting Ataru work her into the headlock. She wanted to see just what he was made of, and how determined he really was...

Ataru thought he could capitalize the moment, so he wrenched the hold a little more, then suddenly letting go of Angel as he tried to slip behind her and cling her waist with both arms.

If successful, his next attempt would be that to connect with a german suplex, willing to end it into a bridge-pinfall.

Angel would gasp a bit in mock shock as Ataru managed to wrap her waist up in his arms. "Oops...looks like you got me..." she would whisper in a sultry tone towards him.

Before he could lift her up for the suplex though, she would shift one of her long, sexy legs backwards, trying to wrap it around one of his, attempting to pull it out from under him to disrupt his balance, and from there, she would then lean forwards sharply, attempting to toss him over herself and back to the mat.

With his leg hooked, Ataru culd not finish his maneuvre, but there were more troubles to come: suddenly he felt his feet leave the ground and a moment later he was down, back first. "Unghf..!"

"W-What..?"... he blushed with a funny confused face: one moment before he was going to knock her down, but he was the one looking up at his beautiful foe instead, those disoriented moments giving Angel all the chances to take the initiative before he would try and stand up.

Angel though, was enjoying herself a bit too much to fully take advantage over Ataru again. With a cocky grin she would plant her hands on her wide hips, leaning down towards him, her ample bust sway gently side to side as she did so.

"Y'know, you can give up at anytime, little boy...I would hate to get serious and REALLY have to hurt you..."