Seven Days for Evil's Sake

Mamouru felt Cassie dodge his initial shoot, The way she taunted him frustrated him a bit but as he looked up and saw her smile, his features melted a bit into a smile of his own. It was nice to see. He watched her lift her hands up and gave a nod.

He lifted his hands up as well and as he approached her, he lifted up his foot and stomped down on the mat, pushing himself into her to give him some momentum to add it to the other advantage s he possessed. Mamouru certainly knew how to wrestle wrestle if that's what Cassie was looking for. He usually didn't use it because grappling usually was harder to defend and it also got him closer to the lovely ladies that he fought with. Cassie's silent words were right. She didn't need him to teach HER anything about grappling. She could probably do circles around him there. But in the same token, his wrestling knowledge was probably far greater than hers. He kicked himself at the thought. He was off his game now but as he tried to overpower Cassie, he was focused at the task at hand.

Cassie was immediately overpowered when Mamouru locked up and plowed her back. She backpedaled quickly so as to reach the ropes before she could lose her footing and fall. She bounced against the ropes and was pressed between them and Mamouru's body while she clung to his elbow and the back of his neck.

She grabbed hold of his hair and lifted up a foot to plant the edge of the sole of her boot against the top of his shin bone. Then, as hard as she could, she raked her boot down his shin and stomped on his foot, and then when he reacted by lifting his weight off of that foot she jerked his hair and twisted to the side to try to dump him over the ropes.

It was a little mean, but for once in her life, Cassie was feeling a little mean.

Mamouru was looking to push Cassie into an Irish whip when he was able to muscle her backwards into the ropes. He was not expecting her attack, even as her foot pressed against his shin. He thought it was unusual but as her boot scraped down his flesh, his eyes widened.

"Gaaah!"

He yelled out but before he knew it, he was flopped over the ropes and landed with a hard thud. He clutched his shin and clenched his teeth as he tried to roll to his hands and knees. "Shit..." He muttered and looked up at Cassie. There wasn't a smile on his face but he couldn't scold her for that. "G-Good work." He said as he slid back into the ring and stood up slowly. He had to get some offensive on her and couldn't use grappling.

He stepped forward and pulled back his arm and stepped forward to try and smack his arm across Cassie's chest and chop her.

Cassie was grimly pleased with herself until she turned to see Mamouru go all the way over the top rope. She gasped and put her hands over her mouth as he landed on the floor below. She was sure he'd just get hung up on the top rope or something, she didn't mean to do THAT.

She stopped herself, and tried to recover her mean face. Mamouru didn't look very happy as he picked himself up and climbed back into the ring, but Cassie resisted the urge to apologize and everything. She was a bad girl now.

But she just felt so BAD!

"Sorry." She said quietly. Maybe it wouldn't count if she just said it quietly enough. Mamouru came at her and his chop stung her chest and sent her staggering back. It hurt! She made a face, but didn't make a sound, and she backed up a couple extra steps until she was at the ropes. She leaned into them and launched herself back at Mamouru, jumping up to grab behind his head and straddle him, knocking him over backwards with her momentum.

Mamouru lifted his head as he smacked Cassie backwards. He felt bad about it too but he knew he couldn't treat her with kid gloves and he had to admit that a part of him was tired of being made to look foolish at every turn. It didn't help that he was tired and cranky as well.

He watched as she moved back and charged at him. He braced himself when she went up, looking to counter or at least stifle her attack But when she reached up, for his head, his eyes widened. His hands went around her bottom and he tried to hold her in place but when he felt his hands on her and how she pressed into him, his knees gave and in and instant he was on his back with her on top of him.

Shit He cursed himself as he tried to think of the best way off of her, pushing his hands up to try and shove her off of him.

Cassie's tiny body was easily flung off by the much stronger Mamouru and she ended up on her feet, stumbling a few steps before getting her balance. She spun to face Mamouru as he was getting up.

Stupid Mamouru. Cassie just didn't know how to feel. She was angry and guilty and excited and really really tired, and being physical like this wasn't helping. She felt bad for hurting him, but part of her wanted to hurt him a little, and either way she was thrilled to be able to let loose with some of the sorts of pro wrestling moves that she'd always seen and trained with but never allowed herself to do.

She stepped in as Mamouru was getting to his feet, grabbed hold of his head and tucked it between her thighs. She pushed it down to get it closer to her knees and tightly clamped her legs on either side, and then jumped up and stomped down hard on the mat, jarring Mamouru's head and rattling his brain.

Mamouru got Cassie off of her but her smaller and lighter frame also made her quicker to rise. Before he could get up, he found her thighs wrapped around his head. He might consider this position to be favorable given different circumstances but at the moment, he tried to ignore the smooth feel of her tight, toned thighs and focus on wt they were doing.

But then Cassie jumped pd jumped up. When her feet hit, Mamouru felt her muscles tighten and her body jolt his neck downward. He was forced to is knees and let out a grunt as his fingers slid around her legs and he tried to hold on tight. He pushed up one leg so that he was on one knee only.

He'd done pretty good with overpowering her so far so he tried to push up and lift her off the ground enough to launch them forward and bring Cassie back down and slam her shoulders and head against the mat.

Cassie squeaked as she was easily lifted up again. She held onto Mamouru's back as he drove through her, but then she fell and her back slapped against the mat. It stung her from her shoulder blades to her tail bone, and she let out a little pained moan.

Without thinking, she immediately reverted back to her roots and triangled her legs around Mamouru's head and a shoulder while she reached out to grab his wrist. She tried to control his arm and pull on his head and push her hips up to at least put enough of a choke on him to put him on the defensive and stop thinking about attacking.

Mamouru gasped as he was hooked into the triangle choke. He growled low, not at Cassie but at himself. He should be able to get out of this and it was making him upset that she could so easily get him in these positions.

"G-Good job... Cassie-san." He had to reinforce her positively no matter how annoyed he was. He couldn't let her think this was a bad thing to do.

He then balled his fist tightly and pulled his arm back to try and swing it forward and jam it into the underside of her thigh as hard as he could, trying to send a sharp pain into her leg to try and loosen the hold so he could pull out.

"Ow!"

Cassie loosened her triangle and let Mamoru out, more due to the surprise than the pain. She pushed herself back with her hands and sat up.

"Hey, are you mad? You... seem mad." He seemed mad. Cassie didn't want him to be. Why would he be mad? She didn't need to practice with him if he was going to spaz out or anything. "We don't have to... are you okay?"

She searched Mamouru's face for some clue as to what was going on. Maybe she was just being a baby about it, all he did was punch her in the leg and she was sort of a baby about pain like that, but it seemed like he was frustrated. It wouldn't do to have them both out of sorts. Someone would just end up getting hurt