AOBA Returns II (Done)

AOBA not the kind of person to play around, everything she does is strictly business and seriously doing what she does best, or at least she thinks she is, regardless how many loses she have do far, how many times she was put to the hospital, she'll keep coming back for more, more fighting, more actions, not really giving a damn about her conditions as long she can still come back and fight.

Her side was kicked pretty hard that causes her to slide on the floor until completely stopped on track, rubbing her side showing a bit of pain but she learns to endured it as she goes straight at him, which he got himself into a defensive position, her right fist pulled back while the red ribbons around her wrists and the red scarf around her neck, flowing from behind from the rush of her speed, straight punches rapidly at his shoulders and stomach, not able to break through his strong defensive arms thats blocking his shoulders, but her punches were able to hit his stomach, his sides while he was taking it like a man, a strong one that is, pushing him back towards to the wall.

While she was still punching him without breaking a sweat, she hear his words and out of nowhere, her slender waist was grabbed putting her at halt, her red eyes slightly open wide getting lifted up into a spin, throwing her down right over the table covered in cups of water. "Augh!" She didnt notices the table was behind him, he's a pretty tall strong man so she wasnt aware of it. Her body bounces off the table after crashing right through it, her back was hurting yet again as she was taken to the hospital due to it, arching backward slightly while her clothes completely soaked in water, making it more darker than black, slowly rolling off the table and laying there on her side rubbing her sore injured back. "Nn....nnnn...."

Even as Ronan was taking the punishment from AOBA's fists he couldn't help but think she really looked like a character pulled out of a manga or video game with her ribbons and scarf trailing behind her. He imagined they served as more than just mere decorations but didn't want to ask and give her any ideas, at least not this early on in the fight. Peeking between his arms he tried to see where each of her punches were heading, leaning his body away from those fists each time she went for the lower body, the blows still inflicting a decent amount of damage but it was nothing that would hinder him too greatly later on. Ronan endured one last punch as he ducked low and grabbed AOBA around her waist, lifting her up before slamming her clean through the table behind him in less than a second.

Water rained down over them both leaving AOBA looking even sexier than she had before somehow, both of them now looking as if they had been going at it for hours and were drenched in sweat. Looking down he felt a bit of guilt over having sent her crashing through a table, though the pain in his abdominal muscles made a lot of that go away. Ronan might have asked her then if she wanted to give up but from what he had seen from her so far that was a bad idea, AOBA seemed the type to never give up in a fight and would be insulted if he suggested such a thing, no the only way to end this was with a KO so he had better get to work.

"You know, this was my favorite, well, one of my favorite shirts. It doesn't seem fair that I'm the only one walking around half naked here." Ronan said matter of fact like as he crouched down beside her, reaching out to grab onto the collar of her shirt for a quick tear away as he jumped back to his feet. While this wasn't a hentai match by any stretch of the imagination that didn't mean he couldn't indulge that side of him a little bit.

AOBA was slightly getting the upper hand using her hard fists to firing out rapidly right at Ronan, he took few shots to his body and blocking some with his strong arms, eventually she kicked at his chest to rip his shirts off before she goes back in to strike some more, but she didnt expected him to catch her slender body and thrown her over down on top of the wooden table covered with some cups of water, crashing right through it, drenched in water making her clothes soaked, groaning in pain as her bad memories of her poor back was hurting multiple times in the past, even though she was fully recovered, having her back hurt just tortured her mind. "Unnngh....."

Although shes still awake, aware of whats going on around her but doesnt give her enough time to react when Ronan, hearing his words before he goes down and grabbing onto the collar of her shirt, and easily tear it right off as her buttons flies right out, exposing her bare breasts not unable to cover herself then again, she doesnt care that much about it, looking up at him with a bit of intense glare. "Fair.... enough...." Hoping while he would of stares at her bare smooth busty breasts of hers, AOBA tried to surprise him with a quick kick aiming right between his legs, since its pretty much Street Fight match, anything goes. "Hurgh!"

AOBA was quite a different type of opponent that his last one had been, she just didn't seem to care what happened to her in a fight so long as she got to fight and hard. Even getting her top torn away didn't even faze her, though it did distract Ronan as he happily admired her female form, eyes following her breasts as they bounced up and down for him as if dancing. The sexier an opponent was the more dangerous they were in his mind, and AOBA was a rare beauty with her slender toned body that had been blessed with glorious curves in the perfect places, making her into an ideal woman to Ronan. Thinking to himself that he was staying focused Ronan leaned over to pick her up by her mounds, but stopped short as a sudden jolt of immense pain ran up his spine.

"Ugh!" Ronan yelled out as his mouth shut tight, jarring his jaw as his hands went right down to his crotch. In matches he did his best to make sure he enver left that area open for attack, but she had caught him off guard with that kick and pretty soon he was stumbling backward until his back hit the wall. He took as deep breaths as he could to try and ease the pain as quickly as possible, knowing AOBA wouldn't take longer to get up after being smashed through a table than he would to recover from that groin kick. Ronan rubbed his crotch gingerly for a moment before punching the wall behind him, hurting his hands a bit but it helped to relieve some of the pain in the form of an angry outburst.

"Oh, damn, good kick." Ronan stammered out as he recovered from the kick, leaning back against the wall as long as he could and would only push himself off of it when AOBA got to her feet.

AOBA went down through the table, her shirt was soaked as well her tight slacks but thats not the only issues, Ronan grabs onto her shirt and tear it right off leaving her topless while recovering from the fall, thankfully he was staring at her bare busty breasts, mesmerizing from her fine tits that goes so well with her amazing fitted body that she trained well to keep herself in shape to get that kind of body, though mostly can withstand a lot of beating which she was trained for, right now she can see him gazing into her bare breasts and giving AOBA a little time to recover and strike him without noticing kicking up between his legs, hit his crotch.

He fell backward after taking the hit, she slowly sitting up to rubs her back from the painful fall through the broken table, she pulls her shirt off and taking off the long red scarf as well and putting it to the side, keeping the long red ribbons on just in case for later use, she groans while getting up to her feet as she sees him clutching to himself and using the wall to help himself up but not as much it would seems. "Nmmm... will not... let you stand....." She glares at him and focus her pain to make it go away before quickly rushing towards him, hoping to bring up her right foot aiming to kick him in the head and smashing it right against the wall, unless she missed which she'll use the wall to flip away from him just in case he tries anything funny.

AOBA was sure taking her time undressing for him, though he wasn't about to complain as it gave him some time to recover from that sneaky kick to the balls. Thats what he got however for stopping to stare in the middle of a match, he would need to work on that nasty habit of his before any other matches, otherwise next time he is caught staring it might mean a loss. Taking deep breaths Ronan focused on suppressing the pain in his groin and fairly soon it was little more than a minor annoyance. "Going right for the kill shot I see, if you want to play then lets play."

Glancing up Ronan caught sight of AOBA charging right for him, her breasts bouncing wildly and would have distracted him if he hadn't just told himself not to let that happen again. Raising his gaze up from her chest back to her face Ronan only just noticed leg coming up for a brutal kick to his head and eager to keep his good looks he ducked to the right, her foot hitting the wall with a loud smack before she flipped away from him. "Not so fast!" Ronan called out as he pushed himself off the wall and charged her himself, throwing a quick left hook at her face to force her to bring her arms up to block, while at the same time he threw his right fist at her gut.

AOBA took her time to taking her time to strip off her black long sleeves shirt leaving her topless for Ronan to gazed on it, surely it'll bother him but for how long? She isnt sure but its great for mentally distracting him during the whole match, will be very helpful to pull her into her side to win this match, now with him against the wall holding to himself after she kicked him in the junk, she waited for him at the right moment before rushing in for the kill. "Yes... now sleep" responding to his words.

As she gets close to him going for the big stomp to the head, sandwiching him against the wall but only hearing a loud smack to the wall, her eyes slightly widen as she turn to see his head out of the way only to swing his punch at her face, her brought her foot down off the way and quickly bringing her arms to block his punch, protecting her face but leaves her open for her bare stomach to take the blow instead. "OUffffff!"

His punch were strong, double over AOBA as she backs off clutching her stomach, coughing before dropping down onto her knees, grit from the pain on her face she felt how much that punch gives off and sending that much strengths behind it, she tries to stand up not showing giving up against him.

It may have looked like he had planned that out perfectly, but Ronan had merely acted without any sort of thinking past "need to hit her." Releasing a deep breath just as his fist struck her gut Ronan drove it in as hard as he could and was rewarded by AOBA stepping back and clutching the point of impact, doubling over in obvious pain. Ronan might have enjoyed this more if the woman was a bit more heel like, but this felt more like fighting a friend than an enemy, he could only hope she would quit before things started getting even more brutal between them, that or she would beat him before then. Ronan wasn't going to let her win though and neither would he be holding back, it wasn't one of his skills after all and he wouldn't give her a moment to recover either.

"Hey, wanna go for a change of scenery? This room is pretty much ruined now and feels a bit boring don't ya think?" Ronan asked as he watched her slowly getting back up to her full height, but if she thought he was letting her rest she would soon see how wrong she was. Hoping she didn't resent him for this Ronan jumped up and grabbed onto the back of her head, pulling his knees up into his chest as he went for his finisher Concrete Burial. Not thinking she had recovered enough to get out of this he would quickly drop to the ground and yank her head down to slam her face first against the floor.

AOBA stomach felt like was getting rammed by a telephone pole, his punch were much stronger than hers but she have much faster strikes to make up for it, right now she clutches her stomach from the blow and backing up away from him to get some space, slowly standing up straight glaring at him as he seems to get up just in time to rush at her going for something whatever it may be, knowing its going to hurt no matter what it might be. Hearing his words about the scenery, she was a bit suspicious about that and prepare for whatever that means for him. "Do not.... think so....."

When Ronan coming at her reaching out for her head, she zone in at his face hoping to force herself to jump right at him hoping to punch him in the face as hard as she could, and even if she manage to or not, her head were grabbed by his hands and pulling down hard slamming her pretty hot face right onto the hard floor. "NGHHH!" Her head bounces along with her breasts cushioning the landed followed with her legs slapping down too, laying there from the heavy face slam, not expecting him to catches her that way.

For someone who seemed quite used to being in drag out fights like this AOBA was also quite the suspicious type, turning down his offer of moving to a different and perhaps softer locale. Then again maybe it was from past experiences that made her question offers made in the midst of matches, after all something had to have happened to make her angry enough to seek out a random fight backstage. Once again he proved to her that he wasn't going to hold anything back in their fight as he grabbed the back of her head and slammed it straight down into the thinly padded floor, grunting as he put all of his body weight into that face plant. During the act he had taken a good hit to the face, karmic justice he thought to himself as he felt his nose nearly break under her blow, blood dripping from his nose though after wiping it away the blood flow ceased.

Ronan was actually quite impressed AOBA was still conscious, men a lot bigger than her had been knocked out cold by concrete burial and the fact that she was still in the fight impressed him. On the flip side of this however was that Ronan would have to keep beating on this beautiful woman, he had been hoping she would have lost by now so that he could stop punching such a stunning woman. "Oh damn, you're a tough person you know that? Men three times your size have been laid out by that, guess I have to kick things up a notch." Ronan said as he walked around AOBA, leaning down by her legs to try and drag her into the gym next door, one complete with a ring, tables, ladders, and chairs.