Abbey Abraxas Vs. Daisuke Takeuchi

Abbey raised her eyebrow at Daisuke's words. She had to keep from laughing at his face. "You're serious?" She started. "Sorry boyo that's not ho-Ugggh!"

Abbey was staggered by the shot to the abs and the uppercut snapped her chin upwards. Her jaw clacked and she dropped onto her back, grabbing her aching jaw with one hand while her other hand rubbed her stomach.

"W-whats the matter? didnt like my choice? too bad" he said, still feeling the after effects from Abbey's last move as he got back up on his feet. He looked down at Abbey and that smug grin returned to his lips as he moved in to stomp her ribs with his boots.

"Time to end this" he said, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his arm before grabbing Abbeys head to shift her up in a sitting up position after which Daisuke would go down on one knee behind her, with his right knee pressed against her mid back while his hands cupped around her chin. He then began to pull back on her chin, making his knee grind into her back. "Why dont you just give up right here?" he smirked before pulling her back harder into his knee, his teeth gritted as he kept up the pressure in the rear chinlock.

"Guh!"

Abbey grabbed her side, the boot keeping her down as Daisuke stomped her. She groaned when her head was grabbed and she was forced into a sitting position and put into the painful chinlock.

her eyes shut tightly and her arms flailed. Her chest heaved and she kicked the mat as Daisuke applied pressure."Ghhhhhngh!"

Abbey planted both her feet as Daisuke kept the hold up. Her hands slipped behind her back and tried to cup Daisuke's face and push it away from hers a bit. Abbey would then try and grab hold of Daisuke's hair and pushed with her legs to roll her butt off the ground, as if she was bridging out of a pin.

Then, Abbey would try to roll forward and crash Daisuke's head forward into the back of Abbey's and, hopefully, get him to release the hold.

Once again Daisuke looked to take control, stomping down on Abbey just to make sure he would be successful to apply his next move before actually locking in that rear chinlock. He kept up the pressure on it, his knee grinding against her back as he pulled her chin back with as much intensity as he could.

He shook his head wildly when she started to push his head back "Do not touch the prince with your filthy commoner hands" he hissed at her before feeling his hair being grabbed. "Gugh! damn catfighter" he groaned as she began to bridge up a bit, making Daisuke rise up a bit too.

"N-no way, Imposi- Uuugghhh!" suddenly, in one swift movement, Abbey rolled forward causing Daisuke to stumble forward and his head to smack against the back of her head and effectively releasing his hold. The prince went down on his side, clutching his face while letting out a groan of pain.

Abbey crawled away once she managed to break Daisuke's hold. The move still hurt so she wasn't able to retaliate right away or even stand up quickly. She rubbed her back and winced as she slowly tried to get to her feet. Her mouth still worked quite well though.

"Bitch, please. You've been tugging at my hair all match! Are you going to start crying if you break a nail? I thought I was the one with a vagina!"

Daisuke clutched his face, shaking his head a bit to get rid of the cobwebs in his mind to focus and get back in the match, that back headbutt really shook him up a bit as he began to push up on his palms to get up on his hand and knees, before shifting to sit up on his knees only.

"You thought? Now I'm seriously doubting if you do- you do have the strong musky smell of a man too..."Daisuke was quick to taunt back at his witty opponent before rising back up on his feet, if he managed to get back up before Abbey, he would move towards her once more to wrap his arms around her neck from behind for a simple sleeperhold.

"If I do, mine's bigger!"

Abbey taunted as she got to her feet as well. Daisuke lunged but Abbey slipped behind him and wrapped her arms around the wrestling prince. She squeezed like she was going to bearhug him. "Mmmm, not yet!"

If Abbey could keep the hold secured, then she would try and lift Daisuke off the ground and German suplex him!

Daisuke blushed a bit, he wasnt expecting an answer like that. "Gah, damn you" he simply said, ignoring the banter they had been engaging in during the whole match.

The wrestling prince lunged in to wrap his arms around her neck but was a little slow to react, allowing Abbey to slip behind him and wrap her arms around his waist. "Urgh let go" he groaned pushing down on her hands, it wasnt long until he was lifted up and off the ring canvas as Abbey flung him over her in a German suplex! *THUD*.

He slammed down onto his back hard, clutching it while rolling away and moaning out loud.

Abbey rolled to a crouch when she hit the German suplex and nodded in approval of her work. It felt good to shut Daisuke up and slam him to the mat. She wasn't done though and now that he' had spilled the beans, Abbey knew exactly what to do next.

She stepped towards Daisuke, planting her feet on either side of him and would then bend over, looking to yank Diasuke up by the hair and pull him into a standing leg scissor submission, all while holding onto his locks as tightly as possible.

""Going to complain some more about hair pulling, princess?" Abbey purred.

That suplex really did a number on him, Abbey was a strong girl and the fact that she managed to lift him up and over her to slam him back down, without too much effort, was really an impressive feet.

Daisuke was down on his back, moaning a bit in pain as he shifted onto his belly and tried to push up on his palms to get on his hands and knees. Abbey was quick on her feet as she got back up and went towards Daisuke, standing right above him with her foot on either side of his body.

Once again, he let out a grunt as she got him by the hair to pull his upper body up and trap his body between her thighs in standing body scissor. . "Thats PRINCE you man-lady. Uuurgghhh y-your legs" he moaned in pain as his hands went up to her fingers, trying to get hands off his hair while jerking to the left and right, in hopes to get her off her balance.