Cristina vs Michel - Drunk Brawling at the Lounge Bar

Michael move in and caught Cristina in a lock up, him not being sure as to how strong she was, did actually put him on edge as she was to tense and nervous at the moment, thinking that he would either overpower her or be over powered was what he though, he was so caught up on the idea of strength that he wasn't prepare for what Cristina was doing, which was pulling him back down with her, making him crash down on top of her.

His chest pressed down against her very impressive rack, his body pressing against her beautiful frame all up to the point when Cristina wrapped her legs around his waist. " Aaagh!...kh..." Michael let out as his waist was squeezed by Cristina's mighty legs, something that caused Michael a quite a bit of pain. Michael shook his head a bit as he looked down on Cristina, trying to find a way to put and end to this attack of hers.

Michael would try and move his arm down and press down his forehand down against Cristina's throat, attempting to put a bit of a sleeper/choke hold on the girl to attempt and make her let him go.

As Cristina pulled him down and locked him in that bodyscissors, the expression on his face and the groans that he was letting out was turning Cristina on quite a bit. It wouldn't be this much already, but with the alcohol in her system, she was already starting to get slightly aroused from squeezing him like this. She would lick her lips a bit as she looked up at him.

"Mmmnnn Yess why don't you just let it out Michael..screaaam for me!" Cristina would let out as she would squeeze as hard as she could, really trying to give him as much pain possible before she would feel him start to push his forehand onto her throat, starting to choke her. She would let out a little gagging sound before she would reluctantly let go of the scissor hold, trying to push him away from her.

Michael shook his head as the pain form her powerful body scissor was really quite impressive, something that was really putting him through a bit of pain and it made it a lot more difficult for him not to feel aroused as he was this close to that beautiful girl. Though what she said did cause him to raise an eyebrow in confusion, it seemed a bit much and it was something that kinda freaked him out a bit.

Though when he managed to make her let him go, Michael would quickly roll back and get up to his feet, shaking her head as he would rub his waist from the pain that she had. Michael knew now that Cristina was a lot stronger than he was, but what else he knew nothing of her, and he needed to find out a bit more about her, how she fought and how he could take her down.

"Egh...well that wasn't very fair was it?" Cristina would let out as she would get onto one knee, rubbing her throat. She would have a little annoyed and disappointed look on her face as she would slowly stand up, looking straight at Michael. Letting out a little sigh, she would shrug her shoulders, stretching her arms out a bit. "I'll let that one slide..."

Getting her arms up, she would grin widely again, showing her teeth a bit in the grin as she would slowly approach him. "Come on. Let's see you take me down." She would say a bit teasingly as she swayed her hips a bit with each step she took.

Michael looked on as Cristina made her way up, saying what she did which did actually cause Michael to feel a bit of shame....but not as much as he should have probably, Alcohol was some great stuff it seemed, at least for this very moment and situation, for he did what he had to do after all. " Uhm....we did say no holding back right ?" Michael let out as he would then attempt and start to circle Cristina as she walked closer, swaying her hips in that manner as she did.

Michael *gulped* a bit before she would shake his head and then just rush in. Michael would run in as fast as he could towards Cristina, before he would jump up on a table, wobbling a bit as he jumped up on it though, and taking a second longer than he would normally, before she would attempt and jump over towards Cristina and attempt and send a high flying kick straight to the side of her head.

"Mmmmmm you know what? You're right." Cristina would say in response to Michael's words. She DID say no holding back, and she was glad that he was going along with that request. She knew she had to get him back for it though, and figured it would be only a matter of time before she would be able to do so.

As she approached him, she was expecting him to meet her with a lockup, going the same speed she was. She was taken by quite the surprise when he suddenly rushed at her. She would reach out to try to catch him but would see him suddenly leap up onto a table. Turning to him with her eyes widened, she would get hit right in her head with his kick, sending her to the floor on her side, rubbing her head and letting out a groan in pain.

Michael would stumble back a bit after he landed on his feet after he kicked Cristina in the side of her head, taking a few steps back before he would jump up on the table and then attempt and throw himself forward, attempting to fall down and as he jumped from the table he would motion in the air as a frog. That was what he was doing as he was trying to land across her body with and slam his body down against hers with a frog splash.

Michael knew that he couldn't take Cristina lightly and if he did it would be his downfall, so he was going to do all that he could to attempt and win this match, if he wanted to he could try and be friends with her later, or maybe she would like him for him beating her....some girl's were strange like that in AFW.

"Uugh...I..can't take my eyes off him for a second.." Cristina would say to herself as she was still recovering from that quick kick to the side of her head. She thought that was the brunt of it, but before she knew it, Michael was up on top of the table again. Cristina would look up to see him falling onto her, causing her to widen her eyes in a panic. She knew she had to do something quick.

Knowing she didn't have the time to roll herself out of the way, Cristina would do the next best thing. Rolling herself completely onto her back, she would raise her knees up, trying to make it so when he hit that frog splash he would land right onto her knees.

"Guah!" Michael shouted out as he came down crashing on top of Cristina, his stomach making perfect contact with her knees and making him cry out in pain, thank the stars that he didn't jump from a higher position, if he did it would probably have hurt a lot more...well he knew it would. But still that didn't meant that he was feeling all to well.

Michael quickly rolled off of Cristina and shook his head as he held his stomach and coughed out, rolling onto his back as he was in a fair bit of pain at the moment, though he started to try and roll over onto his front.

Feeling Michael come crashing down on her knees, Cristina would let out a little grunt, wincing slightly from the impact, though much better that than the move hit directly. She would breathe out a little sigh of relief afterwards, knowing that she dodged a bullet, one that probably would have ended up costing her early on.

She would turn and look as Michael rolled off her, lying on his back before he would begin to roll over onto his front. She would slowly pick herself up, waiting for Michael to get fully onto his front before she would leap onto him, trying to wrap her legs around his waist and her arms around his head in a headlock and scissor combination.