Alistair vs Eske Mal

She struggled underneath him, trying to break free of him. But Alistair had Eske pinned very well. Even pinning her arms above her head. She growls as he reminds her of what she did to him. She was about to make another attempt when he suddenly...Kisses her lips...

Her eyes went wide. "I....I..." She was about to say more, until his stupid head smashes down onto hers. Her body arches into his and she moans out in pain.

Alistair looked over his opponent the writer was like some sort of human riddle he couldn’t figure out, tossing him like a ragdoll around the ring the whole match scowling and growling a rabid dog. Alistair felt she needed to lighten up giving her quick kiss on the lips. “A little payback for earlier” the blonde thought as his head smacked against her skull. His vision blurred feeling the blowback from his brutal move “You idiot think before you act!” he reminded himself.

Alistair attempted to go for a pin when a crippling pain shot through him from what was most likely a broken rib, losing his grasp on her wrists Alistair body pressed against hers too preoccupied with his injury to be embarrassed. The match turned into a peculiar scene as the two combatants lay on top of each other howling in pain the crowd watched silently to see who would get up first.

Her head hurt. Her body uses that as its motive to try harderbto push this boy off of her. She struggled around more to escape or possibly move away from him. If Eske cam do that, she would tend to her head with both hands. She wanted to chew Alistair out, but she didn't want to give him thr satisfaction of her talking. So, Eske simply gritted her teeth.

The blonde offer little resistantance as Else pushed the injured boy to the side letting her slide free. Laying on the mat his body felt like it was on fire "aaaaaarrgghh damn it!" He cursed at himself as he began to crawl his way towards the ropes the pain rendering his legs all but useless. Pulling himself back on to his feet Alistair glanced at his opponent.
She was clearly pissed at him the blonde felt a shiver go down his spine from the death glare she was giving him with that familiar scowl. "Oh come on don't tell me that was your first kiss princess?" Alistair teased the writer as he felt a slight taste of copper enter his mouth. "You'll have to do a lot better than that to finish me off come on, surprise me!" He said with a obvious hint of weakness in his voice clutching his injury as he leaned on the ropes waiting for his opponent.

He wasn't going to last much longer. And if Alistair had his easy, neither would Eske, what wit all of those power moves he was using. But no matter what, she would continue her glare towards him. She had her first kiss long ago. Many men have become victims of Eske...

She starts to walk towards him menacingly, a hand still on her head. She growls madly

Resting against the ropes his eyes half closed from the pain Alistair started to realize his chances of winning were slim. This strange girl had him pretty much dead to rights. But He’d be damn if he wasn’t going down swinging. Without even looking at her Alistair could feel the girl’s rage, hear her animal-like growling. “Time to bite the bullet” he thought regretting his earlier remarks, wincing in pain Alistair   readied himself for the incoming beating. Pushing off the ropes he made his towards the rabid girl looking to catch her off guard with hard kick to the gut.

Eske was still walking towards him. Her hand leaves her head and both of her fists balled up. She smirks as she sees that he wasn't going anywhere. The woman puts both hands on his shoulders to make him face her. Before he could try to kick, shr pushes him back hard into the ropes. Her eyes would glare into his.

Memories of his old days as a jobber came rushing back as Alistair charged towards his opponent only to shoved back onto the ring tropes effectively pinning him. Pain shot through his body like a sharp knife in his chest. His situation only getting worse as the crowd was starting to grow restless in anticipation as this seemingly innocent looking girl had the usually energetic wrestler cornered like a mouse.

The blonde blushed slightly feeling her hands on his shoulders forcing him to look at her face to face. Alistair noticed the fire in her eyes like years of pent up anger being unleashed on him they were gorgeous “Did you know you have very beautiful eyes?” Alistair said trying to take the tension out of the situation on at least soften the oncoming blow before putting his arms over his face attempting to guard himself from her blows.

Her anger was replaced by a dark chuckle. He was trying to appeal to what he was forced to look at. The crowd was waiting and ready for her to destroy this man. And the crowd couldn't be disappointed...

Eske slides her arms down to grab Alistair's wrists. She stomped on his foot and goes to bearhug him, walking out to the ring center.

Any thoughts of appealing to his opponent’s better nature were destroyed as his complement was met with a sinister laugh from the small girl. The blonde eyes filled with fear as her arms wrapped around his waist trapping his in the process.

“h-hey have a heart won’t ya? I’m injured you wouldn't…AAuuughhhhh!! His plead falling on deaf ears as she squeezed him tight giggling as she crushed his already damaged ribs against her body as she walked slowly towards the center of the ring showcasing him for the crowd. Alistair gave out a blood curdling scream feeling the pain pulse through his body as he swarmed his arms and legs trying to escape the girl's hellish hold.