Wrestling Extravaganza! Tessa Price vs Daisuke Takeuchi

It seemed Tessa had quite the endurance and stamina to keep up with the wrestling prince, both had endured alot in this bout and were eager to push on to the victory. After alot of back and forth action, it was Daisuke again who seemed to have the upper hand when he pulled Tessa back up on her feet and made sure the two were facing each other face to face, so he could glare into her eyes a bit before locking in the bearhug submission move.

Their sweaty bodies stuck tight as he squeezed her out with his arms, he leaned into her to push his body weight onto her to make things difficult while keeping up the intensity in the submission. Although he did grit his teeth in frustration and shook her body up when she still refused to submit to him,"Mngh damnit, why won't you give up? Just admit I am the better wrestler...." he said arrogantly to her struggles.

She thrashed about in his arms wildly, making him loosen up the hold a bit as it was hard to keep her in his grip from her struggles and his exhausted state

The iron grip of her opponent was pretty much as strong as it could be expected from a young man in the trained state of Daisuke, but still it was pretty new for the girl. Even strong women could hardly compete with a man that much in his prime, and it was pretty obvious that Tessa could not bully her way out of this in any way.

Soon the referee was grabbing at one of her hands to let it drop once while she hung with a whimper in the grip of Daisuke, barely moving and her upper body bend backward.

Daisuke had his submission moved locked in tight, his arms pressed tight against her waist as he had her lifted up off the mat just a bit, as tiring as it was to keep her in the bearhug, he had done well even after the match was in its latter stages. Her squirming and struggling made it difficult but it tired her out as well, their sweat slicked bodies, warm, pressed together as Tessa seemed to be struggling to get out of the hold.

Daisuke grinned in confidence as she was leaning back, however he did not ease up on the submission. "Hmph, I told you Tessa. Leave the wrestling to the real wrestlers, in Tension" he smirked as the referee grabbed her arm and lifted it up above her head, her arm dropped once.

He did it for the second time, seeing if it dropped or not before one final time would mean the end of the match, if her hand did drop down to her side.

Barely moving in the hold that was applied on her, Tessa did nothing when her hand was raised a second time and fell back on her side. When the referee would attempt to go to raise her hand a third time, the audience was quite silent and waited for the third time that the hand would fall and the match would come to an end.

But it would not fall down. Instead of letting her hand get grabbed, she would raise both her hands and attempt to slap them both of her flat hands on the ears of Daisuke with a loud slap.

Daisuke grinned even more in confidence now as he could feel Tessa's body almost lean into his, going limp. Her hand was raised for a second time and it dropped down to her side, he squeezed her hard and shook her a bit as he got ready to be declared the winner. "Hmph, I heard alot about you Tessa, I'm a bit disappointed. You're not that tough....now I know why you couldnt beat Minerva" he whispered into her as the referee raised her hand a third time.

Although, when he released her hand up in the air, it didn't drop. "What? Urgh....N-No way" the wrestling prince growled in shock as he was about to squeezer her even more until her hand came down to the side of his face and clapped around his head. Daisuke let out a grunt as he released the German, staggering back into the ropes while rubbing the side of his head.

“..Ouh...”
That had been pretty close, so close that Tessa had not been sure if every referee would have done the same and would have checked if she was conscious instead of raising her hand for a third time. But that was all water under the bridge now as it had worked and now the Blonde had the ungrateful task of falling down on the floor and crawling backward to the safety of a rope with an aching back.

The Tension crowd was cheering wildly in the meanwhile because the match would continue despite looking as if it had been ending quite unexpected.

The wrestling prince almost had her, this was the end of the match and he could begin gloating at how better Tension was and that Tessa was nowhere near the class of the wrestling prince, despite doing quite well in this evenly fought contest. Daisuke staggered back towards the ropes and rubbed the side of his head, before moving his vision towards where his opponent was after her quick counter.

"Urgh, so you got out of that one....but you can't do much about it now Tessa, you should have submitted" he said, walking towards her while she was retreating back, his body drenched in sweat as he brushed his own hair back with his hand while making his way towards her, grabbing her by the hair to pull her up.

"Get up Tessa..."

Trying to get up to her feet after barely escaping the jaws of defeat with the help of the ropes, the Blonde was in a bad shape but not quite out of the fight yet. Although the construction sites that would have to be tended later to on her body grew larger and larger.

“..Ahr! Stop it!...”
The Blonde grunted when her hair was grabbed again to help her up on her feet, but would try to hold on as hard as she could on the ropes instead of giving in to the hands of Daisuke who probably wanted her more in the middle of the ring again while she was in this state.

Both wrestlers were now panting, exhausted after giving it so much already in the match, Daisuke couldn't believe she was still in the game after he gave almost everything in the match. The wrestling prince grew tired and annoyed, her persistence was getting on his nerve but he struggled to figure out what he could do, to put the German out.

Once again, he moved in to grab her, she resisted against him as he pulled her up to her feet but as she had grabbed the ropes, the referee intervened and ordered the wrestling prince to release his opponent.

"Mngh damnit, fine" he said, slowly releasing her hair and nudging her a bit to show off his frustration before backing up to the middle of the ring.

The cheeks of the Blonde turned a little more red than they were anyway as the guy finally backed away from her. Her grabbing of the ropes was not exactly a heel tactic if it was not used for a surprise attack if the referee did try to get the attacker to back away, but it was kind of a white collar crime anyway which stung her pride as a wrestler.

but her pride was not the only thing that stung, it basically stung everywhere right now. It was probably more will than actual strength that helped her to get up on her feet again, at first staggering but somehow more stable after the little stumble, nodding to the referee that they could continue.