Sean vs Layne (Complete)

With the Russian stunned, Sean took the opportunity to get her off of him and pin her down himself attempting to execute the Figure Four Armlock. The process required him taking the opponents arms and twisting them into a pretzel or a 4. Then he would apply pressure by twisting the arms further than what is granted by the joints of the human body. With his body on her ample chest and getting chills from the breasts brushing on the surface of his chest, he focused on getting her arms worn down keeping her from using them. That was the trick anyhow. First he had to get her off of him. Otherwise, it was plan b. Which was toss her off of him or roll his weight to overpower hers.

Sean began to roll her over off of him as Layne was a little stunned, but half way through the dark haired Russian forcefully shoved away from him and roll away of her own accord so he was unable to get her pinned down. She'll slowly move up into a kneeling position, a hand on the back of her head as she glared across at him, her wet bust moving up and down deeply as she breathed with the rain still coming down on her

After that blow, Sean thought he had it in the bag, but when she shoved him off and rolled away, he rolled backwards until he was on his knees glaring back at the Dark Haired Russian. He took note of the heaving coming from her ample chest, his chest now visible from the shirt, showed his fatigue to be equivalent to that of a Greek sculpture depicting one of the Titans. The red haired Goliath, took a few moments to catch his breath and pushed back the strands of hair covering his face before shifting to one knee. This was going to get ugly real fast.

Layne clenched her teeth together, setting her eyes right on Sean as she climbed up to her feet. The bottle blow was still making her head ring a little and a cut had opened up on her head, making a patch of her hair start to go red with blood.

Layne got carefully to her feet, ignoring the original wobbly feeling as she approached Sean. As she gets close she'll suddenly take a quick step forwards and then try to ram her knee right into Sean's gut

As Sean got up, he noticed how wobbly she seemed and clenched a fist tightly ready to strike at her. However, upon throwing a swing to her gut, he could feel her knee planted against him and groaned a bit while his fist moved towards her gut. Weather or not the blow connected was uncertain at this point considering that he was nearly winded from her attack. Though, it was difficult to stay on top of this match altogether. She was a big challenge as of yet.

Layne knee struck home, luckily throwing off Sean's punch attempt... Layne pushed on more aggressively, slamming her fist down on Sean's back as he bent over to force him down a little further before grabbing her arm around the back of his neck. She'll then twist their bodies around sharply to one side, coming off her feet to drag him down with her in a heavy swinging neck breaker

Upon the hit in the gut followed by a pound in the back, Sean found himself in the setup for the swinging neckbreaker. Despite his attempts to break it, he found himself swinging on to his back and landing on the stony ground hard with a yelp. He arched his back for a second while trying to ease his mind from the pain that followed slowly trying to roll away from Layne.

Layne moved up onto her knees to see Sean trying to roll away from her... Springing into action, she grab at his leg to stop him from getting to far. She'll get up part of the way to her feet with his ankle safely tucked away under her arm, only to suddenly drop back down onto her knee on the inside of his thigh muscle

He felt a jolt of pain enter his leg from Layne's strike and rolled around holding his leg for a few moments trying to ease his mind and focus. Though with the wear and tear she pulled, it was getting a little difficult. He tried to roll away from her again in an effort to buy himself some time to regain his stamina and try to fight back. At the moment with how tough Layne was, that seemed to be slim to none, meaning the odds were against him.

Layne will get up off of his thigh, feeling Sean trying to roll over and trying to stop him with a stomp to the inner thigh muscle again. As long as that work out, next she'll place her foot on the ankle she isn't hold to so that it stays planted on the wet gravel floor. With the ankle she is hold, she'll force his leg open, straining his inner thigh muscle as she forces it open wider and wider