[FWC] Tournament United Kingdom Vs. Croatia

“And all it will take is one simple match. Honestly,….what do you have to lose~...?” Gwendolyn would practically breathe her tempting words against Nikoletteâ€s lips, leaning inward to further rub their chests together in the heated moment. Gwendolyn planned to take full advantage of her love sick admirerâ€s feelings, alluring the hapless engineer in whatever she could until the match ended with her as the victor. The heiress couldnâ€t believe how lucky she was to face off against the one person in this tournament that would guarantee her a win!!

“For Heavenâ€s sake!! Stay down where you belong!!” Gwenâ€s performance would continue onward as she raised herself up to her knees after the break up from the pin. Bringing Nikkollette up to her feet with two handfuls of hair, she would keep one hand on her opponentâ€s scalp and throw out exaggerated punches to the engineers head with the other. Although there would be little force behind these faux punches, Gwen would raise her foot and stomp it down with each impact to fake the collision. After some hard hitting “strikes”, the heiress would “kick” Nikky in this gut to set her up for a swinging neck breaker, stalling for a few seconds to exchange some whispered words. “See how well were working together already?......Swinging neck breaker. Counter me when I lift you up again.”

Bent over with their arms behind each otherâ€s necks and her grip on Nikkyâ€s knee, Gwen would swing them left and right until putting all her effort into an acclerated complete 180 degree turn and spin the engineer in a crashing slump to the mat. Once standing proudly on her feet, Gwen would give a seductive wink and haughty wave to the booing audience who was none the wiser to the farce. Eventually returning to her downed opponent with her arms crossed, Gwen placed both her feet at the sides of the engineer as she gave an intense downward gaze toward Nikkolette. *Hmm….As a matter of fact, it may be more beneficial to DENY her my affections once this matter is concluded. She would serve me better if I kept her on this leash rather than giving her what she wants…..* The possibility of controlling Nikolette starting to corrupt her thoughts, Gwen would slowly lean over to pick her up, ready for what was coming...

"Ooof! ooof! Ooof!" Nikolette grunted loudly when she felt Gwendolyn's pillowy fists 'rock' her head with hard punches, staggering as much as she could, watching Gwendolyn stomp on the mat. Nikolette blushed at what she was having to go through, already feeling a little dirty. She was no actor and she kept timidly stealing glances at the ref who seemed to have no issue with the proceedings.

She only gave a flash of recognition when Gwendolyn grabbed her and flipped her over. She did her best to land properly and hit the ground with an exaggerated grunt, pushing her hips up and sliding her arm under her back as Gwendolyn stood up and basked in the glory of her superiority.

Nikolette looked into Gwendolyn's eyes as she watched the display and blushed more. When She saw Gwendolyn lean forward, Nikolette swung her legs up to catch the heiress by the neck with her ankles and then gave one gentle tug to tell her where she was going to go, then followed up by another sharp tug to flip Gwendolyn onto her back.

Whereas Nikolette was having feelings of guilt from deceiving the audience, Gwendolyn played her part almost perfectly. Stooping to that level was a small price to pay if it meant securing one in the win column, especially if it looked like cheating was her only option. She would notice the engineers nervous glances to the ref and realized she may need to end this before the official catches on or the engineers regret caused her to have a change of heart. Her weak-willed opponent apparently didn't have the strength to do what needed to be done.

Gwen felt the nudge and allowed herself to be flipped onto her back, landing with a grunt only a few feet from Nikolette. *Tch...that was horribly telegraphed. I'd best end this now before she ruins everything...* Gwendolyn would raise herself up along with Nikolette, lurching forward to wrap her arms around her head so they could once again speak in private.

"Counter my whip, I'll run behind and deliver the finishing blow from behind. We're almost there, partner..." Gwen would hide her smirk at this statement, by now having no intention to return the engineers affection at this time. She had become accustomed to denying all her would be suitors by now, and what's more anyone who could so easily manipulated certainly did not deserve her attention.

Gwen would start to toss Nikkolette to the ropes, already planning out the next chain of events...

Nikolette stood up and locked up with Gwendolyn in a collar elbow, pressing themselves cheek to cheek as she "struggled" to gain the advantage while Gwendolyn talked. "Fine...' Nikolette said, agreeing to what Gwendolyn had in mind. Especially when she said the word partner. Nikolette could almost see the workshop now. The roaring of the engines and the sparks that flew. She could develop all sorts of new energy if she had Gwendolyn and Primol Groups backing. Especially if the heiress was willing to go in on a joint venture. She'd provide the capital and Nikolette could provide her genius and hard work ethic. It would be wonderful.

Nikolette felt Gwendolyn move and began to run, only to stop and hold on tightly to the blonde beauty's arm. She bent her knees and grunted, making it look like she was taking all her effort to reverse the move and send Gwendolyn into the ropes herself. After the deed was done, she took a few steps forward and then bent over, like she was going to flip Gwendolyn over her once she came back. A stupid move that only an idiot would do, leaving herself bent over and not even looking at Gwendolyn. She left herself open for all manner of countermeasures. Precisely the point but Nikolette's cheeks burned with indignity. What was the cost of her dreams? She'd put in so much work just to get to Japan. It didn't feel like she was earning anything. It felt too good to be true. Nikolette inhaled and sighed deeply as she waited for whatever Gwendolyn had in store for her.

Bouncing off the ropes and seeing the engineer practically signal her to end the match, Gwendolyn immediately knew how best to put Nikollette out of her misery. Running up to Nikolettes side Gwendolyn will place her left leg above the engineers neck and hook her other foot behind her opponents right in her octopus stretch submission, Beneath The Sky.

“Well Ms. Engineer, itâ€s time to let go…,” With those eerie words Gwen would grab Nikolettes right arm and wrench it behind her to complete the maneuver. At the last second Gwen decided it would be far more satisfying to hear the lovesick engineer scream out a submission rather than simply stay down for a three count. The booing of the crowd could be heard echoing throughout the halls of the stadium, both at seeing the blonde aristocrat about to pull off an upset win and at the engineers sub par performance in this match...

The last thing Nikolette was expecting when she felt Gwendolyn grab upon her was a submission. A slam of some kind following up with a pin was what she assumed. But when Gwendolyn wrapped her flexible body around Nikolette and yanked her into a submission hold, and not just a real one at that, the engineer's eyes widened and she cried out in pain.

"Ahhgaaah!" She cried out, hunched over with Gwendolyn pressed firmly against her, her body fitting against Nikolette's curves.

"W-What're you... doin..." Nikolette said through strained teeth.

Gwendolyn knew she made the right choice to go for this submission hold after hearing the cries of pain from the engineer. The sound of her submission would be much more satisfying than simply going for an easy pin. This was all revenge for being so easily incapacitated and embarassed by that ankle lock submission. Letting Gwendolyn become dominant in this match had caused her ego to skyrocket, going so far as to think she could have easily beaten Nikolette unassisted if she wanted to.

“Unless Iâ€m mistaken, Iâ€m WINNING this match Ms. Engineer. What does it matter HOW It happens, now just say two simple words and we can both move on to more important matters, partner~…”, Still remembering to keep up the temptation in Nikkyâ€s mind, Gwendolyn was certain the engineers infatuation with her would secure her the win and move her ahead in the tournament. A delightful smile would spread on her pompous face as she wrenched in the armbar put even more of an strain on Nikolettes back from the octopus stretch, her flexible legs snaking around the engineers body and further trapping her in the hold…

Nikolette's eyes widened at Gwendolyn's words as she held her in the tight hold. Her face grimaced and even if she didn't have a reason to submit, she still felt like she was close to tapping out. But as her mind raced along , Nikolette wondered about Gwendolyn's proposition. Is this how their partnership would go? Would Gwendolyn promise one thing but give her something that only technically met the definition of their agreement. It wasn't a partnership, Gwendolyn still wanted control.

Nikolette leaned forward and lifted her head back as she cried in pain. "N-No... way!" Nikolette said as she bent her knees and threw herself backwards as hard as she could. She couldn't brute strength her way out of the hold, but she COULD use her strength to try and smash Gwendolyn between herself and the mat hard. She was going to teach this haughty heiress about what it was really like to make a deal!

Gwendolyns grip on the hold would become vice like as she thought of how glorious it would be to see the engineer tap out or better yet verbally submit to her. The revelation of being able to control Nikolette by manipulating her feelings for the blonde aristocrat had already filled her head with several enticing ideas. This was proving to be a much more satisfying win than if she had simply outperformed the hapless engineer, having used her keen strategic mind to outplay Nikolette instead.

A devious grin would spread across her face as she felt Nikolette lean forward in the hold, Gwens egotistical mind thinking she may actually collapse from the pain. However, the next two words out of the engineers mouth would definitely not be what she was expecting as Nikolette, in a true display of her immense strength, leaped in the air and crashed back against the stunned Gwendolyn. “Aaagh!!” The heiress would lay compressed against the mat, spread-eagled beneath Nikolette and still confused as to what the heck just happened.

“Unngh…W-what are you doing?...”

Once Gwendolyn crashed to the ground, Nikolette rolled away. She was on her hands and knees as she looked at the haughty heiress. Her face regarded the blonde with apologetic features as she rolled her shoulders, feeling the lingering pain of the stretch.

"I'm sorry, but... I've realized that no matter how much I want it, I can't build a partnership on a lie. If that's the only way there can be something between us, then I guess it just wasn't meant to be." Nikolette smiled at Gwendolyn. "Besides, there's still a lot I have ta prove right here at AFW. If I just gave up like that, I'd be back to square one and I've put in a lot of work just to get this far.

Nikolette had gotten to a crouch, waiting to see how Gwendolyn would react but ready to strike if she needed to.