Tension World Title Match: Clyde Gastin (C) Vs. Ami Takeuchi (W/ Daisuke Takeuchi)

Ami wasn't the best at enduring alot of slams and throws, so when Clyde nailed her with that superplex, she was indeed in alot of pain. She clutched her back and moved to her side, massaging her back while moaning in pain. Her chest heaving up and down as she tried to catch her breath and recover from that top rope suplex.

Clyde wasn't done yet, he quickly moved up to his feet and pressed his foot against Ami's chest, shifting her on her back. The supermodel glared at him, blushing a bit as his boots were flattening her modest bust. "Y-you freakin PERV"she yelled, slapping at his ankles.

It didn't take him long, as he shouted out IKUZO and then sprang off the ropes, flipping in mid air by kicking off the middle ropes and splashing his body across the supermodel in a springboard mooonsault. *THAWK*

Their bodies smacked against each other as Ami's breath was taken away from that move, leaving her squirming under the champ- moaning in pain.

Crashing hard on top of Ami, Clyde winced from the impact before hurriedly hooking Ami's leg, looking down at her with a weakened, tired but confident grin after splashing and crushing the poor supermodel in the center of the ring!

"Stay down, toots." Muttered the cocky cowboy as the ref girl slid beside the champion and the challenger!

"ONE!"

Clyde flipped acrobatically and came down on the slender frame of the supermodel. Ami let out a muffled moan, the champ then quickly hooked her leg up and looked down at her as he had her in a pinning predicament in the middle of the ring.

She heard the count go from one to two, also catching Clyde calling her toots, TOOTS?!. Ami gritted her teeth and bridged upwards, kicking her legs out and getting her shoulder up before the count of three.

"Argh! Don't ever call me TOOTS, you bastard"she moaned, pushing up to her knees and making her way up on her feet.

Clyde held his breath as he got the two count. Just a litle longer and he'd.... No!

To his shock Ami kicked out strongly!! Bridging and kicking out before screaming at the cowboy who stood up shocked at how Ani kicked out and recovered!

"Settle for babe?" He taunted as he stood up and tried to tag her chest with 's hard knife edge chop!!

The crowd were cheering for the champ as he was about to pin the devious model, grabbing another win and another successful title defence. Daisuke was slapping the ring apron to try and wake his sister up, just as the referee was going to count to three, the supermodel kicked out strongly, pushing Clyde off her.

The supermodel panted out, wiping the beads of sweat off her forehead as she was on her knee before pulling back up on her feet. She saw Clyde infront of her and before she could speak out to his taunt, she felt her breasts being slapped, sending a stinging sensation to her chest.

"That is even wo-OOOORRRSSEEE! OWWWIE"she yelled, clutching her chest as she backed up towards the ropes, nursing her soft, perky breasts.

"Yup!" Clyde nodded cheerfully after smacking Ami's chest and sending her staggering back towards the ropes with a clear stinging sensation across her perky chest!

"Now ta'..!" Clyde was about to charge but hesitated, remembering how Ami threw him over the ropes last time he charged in.

"Not this time." Clyde muttered as he instead walked over to Ami and tried to grab her wrists, pulling her away from the ropes and towards the center of the ring, trying to wrap his arms around her slender waist, lift up and squeeze her lowerback! Mashing the two wrestlers chest to chest as Clyde tired to bearhug the fight out of the challenger!

"Hnnnn!"

Ami really felt her chest in pain from that chest slap as she staggered back towards the ropes, one arm draped over the ropes while the other massaging her sore chest. She saw Clyde step forward to charge in but stopped, quickly changing course, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards the middle of the ring.

He was certainly not stupid, learning from his earlier mistake, the cowboy began to wrap his arms around her waist, lifting her up off the mats and squeezing her in a tight bearhug submission.

"Nnyyaahh!!! OOowwww..let...me...go"she moaned in between trying to catch her breath, she wriggled against his body, their sweat slicked bodies grinding against each other. The supermodel then raised her hands towards Clyde's head, looking to clap her hands together with his head in between to send his ears ringing from that clap

"Grrrhh!!" Hot breath and slick sweat mixed as Clyde squeezed Ami with all he had, his face a bit red as he felt Ami's barely clothed body grinding up against his slick, bare chest, but nevertheless, he continued to put the squeeze on her as hard as he could until a sudden CLAP struck him in the ears and rung his bell!

"Gaah!" Clyde howled as he dropped Ami and staggered backwards, wincing from the blow as he nursed his ears.

The supermodel felt a bit aroused and her cheeks blushed bright red as her athletically toned frame was grinding and pressed up against Clyde's muscular body.However she had to remind herself that this was a championship match, for the WORLD title. She had to win this, she wanted to know that the Takeuchi siblings were a known force in tension, Daisuke had given her this chance as he stepped back and she had to honour her brothers choice.

Her hands clapped down around his ears and Clyde let her go, Ami dropped down on her feet and while the supermodel really wanted to catch her breath and rest, she knew there was no time. Ami quickly drove her knee up into Clyde as he staggered back, if he doubled over infront of her she would grab his head and then jump up, falling back down on her butt- doing the splits! she would try to go for a facebuster to nail him down, face first, on the mat.

Still staggering back and holding his ears, Clyde couldn't go anywhere as his senses were still discombobulated by the ear slap. He had no time to defend himself as Ami moved in and drove her knee right into Clyde's gut!

"Ph-BWUUGH!!" Spit flew from Clyde's mouth as Ami's knee drove into his abs, making him double over, stunned from the blow and easily allowing Ami to grab his head, lift it and then drive him face first into the center of the ring!

"GU-!!" Clyde's face hit the canvas hard and his gave a limp bounce, his body going up for a moment before he limply flopped to the mat, face down and sprawled out between Ami's legs. "U-Uuuhh..."