"Im Number 1!" Clyde Gastin Vs. Zero (For Darius) Complete

Clyde tried to keep himself from laughing at Zero's question, finding it a bit funny that this new person had yet to fully see the special match types and situations within sex wars.

"POW stands for Prisoner Of War... And to make things simple... Winner of our match get's to take the loser back to their dorm to do Anything they want to do with them for 24 hours... And when I say ANYTHING I mean ANYTHING! Haha!" Clyde would say with a wide grin, half laughing as he teasingly poked Zero in her firm muscular abdomen. "Damn you're tight..." Clyde would say in slight awe, as he felt the rock hard abs of Zero.

At first Zero listened carefully to Clyde's explanation, but as he went on, her yellow eyes soon began to widen. Prisoner of War? "W-What?" she stammered. Clyde then poked her in her stomach, but because of what he just told her the action now seemed much more invasive. She stumbled back a bit, a slight red blush gracing her cheeks now.

As much as the idea appaled Zero if she wanted to come ahead in this league she had to take a few...unpleasent risks. "...Fine." she soon muttered.

"Oh? Is somebody blushin?" Clyde would tease once again as he saw the slight hint of red along Zero's blushing cheeks. The one thing Clyde Gastin loved more than cold drink was a girl who he could make blush easily, and Zero was no exception. Though initially only intrested the girl to satisfy his bordem, Clyde couldnt deny that he had a slight attraction towards the firmly built Zero, whom Clyde wouldnt mind from himself to shatter that stone cold attitude of hers.

"Cool... Shake on it?" Clyde would ask with a smile, extending his hand to Zero.

Of course Zero was blushing, she had never been in this kind of situation before! Now this playboy thought he could take advantage of her. Zero cold and emotionless vissage remained on her face, only now it was made less intimidating by the blush on her cheeks. Frowning slightly at Clyde and his outstretched hand. None the less, the was a good sportsman, and would shake the hand firmly.

Clyde shook her hand with a firm grip to match Zero's and with a sly grin still on his face, enjoying the uneasy look on Zero's face that still tried to remain cold and emotionless dispite the fact her cheeks were flushed red.

"Look at it this way Ms. Zero... You're gettin good practice off of me aint cha?" Clyde would say with a smile, winking quickly at Zero before going to his corner.

Zero glared at Clyde as he again tried to tease her. She wrenched her hand out of his handshake in a hurry, not wanting him to fluster her anymore than he had already. She went to her corner quickly and waited there. She was already wondering if this was such a good idea...

Dispite the fact that Clyde was already having the fun, and interesting night he had hoped for, he was now plauged by the possibility of getting 'mauled' by Zero who seemed to be far more phyisically adept than Clyde who was a simple brawler. A simple one, but as tough as they come.

"Ya ready babydoll!?!?" Clyde would ask aloud with a laugh, before advancing toward the center, awaiting his opponent, expecting a lockup.

Zero took a deep breath and stepped out from the corner. Stakes or not this was still a match, a match she intended to win. Pushing all embaressing thoughts out of her mind, Zero steeled herself and went to face Clyde in the ring center. She raised her arms for a lockup with Clyde, and would start pushing against him immediately.

Clyde knew before hand that trying to out muscle Zero would be no good, so Clyde woudl try to resort to other tactics.

Clyde would lock up with Zero and easily get pushed away, already feeling himself being pushed back to the corner. Not waisting much Time Clyde put his plan into action. "Aww, Ya not blushin no more Zero...? You looked rather ravishing when your cheeks get all red, makes it hard for me to keep from getting too exited before I win this thing and take ya home for myself..." Clyde would whisper softly into Zero's ear as the Texan leaned his head in beside Zero's, practically resting his head against her own. The two now resembling a dancing couple.

It seemed like Zero wouldn't have much to worry about in this match with ho easily she was pushing Clyde back already. All she had to do was beat him and he'd never get a chance to do....whatever it was he was planning to do to her.

But once again the man had something up his sleeve. In the grapple Clyde got a little too close for comfort, even by grappling standards. And when he whispered in her ear, her blush immediately returned. It had an instant reaction on her form, and she stopped pushing against Clyde.