Sarah O'Brien Vs Darren Hopeless (For coiwy)

darren was surprised when Sarah didn't struggle although he didn't let that put him off. He slowly tried to pull her up making sure to stay clear of the danger areas He would then try to pull her head inbetween his thighs aiming to lift her up in a powerbomb position. It was a risky move considering how shaky his legs were at the moment but it was a chance he had to take. He held her up trying to retain his balance.

Ok, she could see where this was going as Darren lifted her up. He seemed shaky but Sarah realised she had left it too late - she was too weak to fight back before Darren could powerbomb her. Suddenly an idea popped into her head.
"Ok, wait! I submit!"

Darren blinked a few times surprised by Sarah's submission he flinched stagging back a little falling back the red head landing on his chest driving the air out of him. His head was now spinning as he laid there gasping for breath. "W-What?" he questioned wincing in pain. "I-I didn't have you in a submission hold." he choked out it was strange but maybe she was just trying to stop his powerbomb.

"Yeah, I... I know," Sarah mumbled, sliding off of Darren's chest. "But that wasn't getting any better for me, and I didn't want to be powerbombed if I could help it..." She looked away slightly ashamed, taking a calming breath.
"But hey, treat for you, limey," she continued, turning back to him and taking his hands in hers. "I'll let you take off my top."

Darren blinked aferwtimes that was understandable who wanted to be powerbombed but then again he was sure she would use that to her advantage. He wasslightly surprised as he heard Sarah sayshe could remove her top lightly pointing to himself. He took a moment to regain his barings before moving his hands towards the bottom of her top slowlysliding it up until it poped over her head. He was pretty sure that at this point she would take any advanage she could.

Sarah smiled coyly at Darren as her top was removed, leaving her in nothing more than a pair of panties. She leant back a little to let Darren have a good look.
"Enjoying the view?" she teased him, before leaning back towards him and resting her head on his chest. She slipped an arm around his waist and looked up at him.
"Fancy a little break before the next round, limey?" she asked with a wink. "We're both two submissions away from a loss... why not relax a little? Get comfortable."

Darren let out a small sigh it was going to be more difficult from now on. He watched as Sarah leaned back to give him a better view his cheeks tinting a light pink. It wasn't long before she was back against him an arm slid around his neck. "Ugh....Well I think that getting on with the match would be a better idea I mean there is time for that after it right?" He questioned lightly rubbing his index finger against his pink cheek. It was part of the stakes that Sarah had seemed to had added if he won he got her if she won she got him.

"Oh, there's plenty of time after the match... but there's nothing wrong with a little preview, is there?" Sarah purred, rolling over slightly and resting her breasts on his body as well. She reached up with her left hand, and gently ran a finger down his cheek.

Darren blinked a few times. "A preview?" he questioned feeling her body lightly pressing against his. He could feel his cheeks professively getting warmer the colour slowly darkening. He could feel her finger trailing down his cheek sending shivers up his spine as he slowly closed his eyes. "I guess it couldn't hurt..." he commented with a small shrug. He couldn't believe he was saying something like that in the middle fo a match but maybe his thing for red heads was talking now.

Sarah smiled to herself - she'd bought herself some time to get her strength back, as well as a way to distract Darren from the fight.
"Well come on then, limey," she breathed. "I'm all yours."