Alexis Parker VS Domino

Alexis leans in and lets out a moan of pain and relief by his ear. "Thank you..." She starts trying to break free again, struggling. If she does she would try and counter it into a DDT hoping to daze him enough for a cover. If she doesn't she would drop down off him and try a drop kick, hitting him against the ropes and then try an hip toss.

Her whisper reassures him that he didn't make a mistake. This isn't a prideful girl who's gonna take advantage of his kindness. This is.. a... girl who's setting him up for a DDT. Domino finds his head tucked under her arm and promptly dropped down, hammering squarely against the mat behind her. The impact is enough to jar his head free of her grip, popping up to his knees. Gaze unfocused, the young model drops flat onto his back on the mat, duly stunned.

There, he lies splayed out before her, chest and stomach rising heavily with each breath.

Alexis crawls on-top of him and sprawls, breathing into his face, her warm breath another sign of her thanks as she attempts a Pin. The ref girl slides into position and starts to count "One....!" Alexis clings to his body, using all her weight trying to put the match early, for her thinking a mere DDT could put him away, well, she's in for a surprise.

Domino feels her weight settle over him, face to face. His eyes focus again, gazing up at her.

The referee's hand raises, and Domino twists sharply to the side to try and throw her off. No second count! He's not hardly winded enough for that. But the girl gets a bemused smile, despite. "Tricksy little thing," he chides. "Gonna take more than that... but that was a good hit." He starts to climb to his boots again as he assesses her. She's got some speed to her. She's not very tough, but she's got more left in the tank than her pleading would've let on.

If she takes too long to get to her feet, he'll reach down to grab her by the shoulders and 'help' her up, followed by a quick shove towards the corner.

Not needing the help up she's able to get up on her own however, the shove catches her off guard as she hits the corner with a thud. She gazes at him, smiling a bit, knowing that maybe, she found someone who actually might care about her. The smile soon wipes off her face as she realizes shes in a danger zone. Trying to quickly move out the way she gets her arm tangled in the rope and brings her back crashing into the same corner. In harms way all she could do is try and think one move ahead.

The smile is returned, Domino finding himself taken aback. This Alexis chick seems like such a genuinely pleasant person. What the heck is she doing in a wrestling ring?

When she tries to scramble and gets herself caught up again, Domino is spurred into action. He comes in low, hands grabbing for the middle ropes to box her into the corner. He then thrusts his body forward, shoulder aiming to ram into her stomach to crush her between himself and the turnbuckle. If that one sinks in, there'll be a second, then a third to follow, tenderizing her belly.

The first ram drives out the air from Alexis' body, the second started to mash her insides up. Barely lifting a knee to block the third one she falls, sitting down in the corner holding her belly, gasping for air. "Oof!" her face tenses up as she tries to hide the pain, the crowd starting to be half sided more cheering for Domino still. "Quit the belly hits..." she teases, almost laughing, quickly stopping herself before that inflicts more pain onto her gut.

Domino lets her drop onto her rear, and he leans over her with a wry smile. "Whaaat~?," he coos playfully. "Would you rather I hit your face?" His hands hook under her arms to pick her back up. While he reaches his right arm between her legs, his left arm over her shoulder, he notes, "Besides, I like your belly. It's cute. Makes a good target." The teen attempts to heft her body across his chest and walk with her a few steps further away from the corner. If all goes well, he'll drop to a kneel, slamming her down in a backbreaker.

But he won't be letting her go. Not yet.

"W-what...just like me for my body..?"the girl sighed as she finds herself in the grip of the teen who just teased her. Alexis struggles and squirms in his grip as Domino moves a few inches towards the center of the ring, suddenly dropping the girl onto his knee. Alexis' body shivered from the pain, the agony shooting straight through her body sending her nerves into a few spasms. Still in his grip she would try to cling on to try and become irremovable.

Her question gets an odd look from him, but its answer will have to wait. Once her back slams over his knee, he sets his left hand under her chin, the right hand to her bare thigh. Both push down to try and pry her loose from his frame, but also arch her body backwards in a submission over his knee.

"Psh, can't a guy flirt a little in the ring?," he asks as the wry smile makes a return to his face. "You seem like a sweet girl! There's a real shortage of that around here!" The hand at her thigh slides up a little, closer to her hip. "But don't you tap out," he continues, the mirth leaving his voice. "You're not done. Just lemme know if it's too much."