Beast vs Beast NHB Match

King managed to roll himself enough that he could lay himself on top of her trying to force her into a pinfall and break up the hold of his muscled arm, eventually as the referee counts down on her, she did break it up and rolling away from him, thats fine by him since he wants to recover the sore on his arm, shoulder and neck. "Bitch....."

He groans, slowly pushing himself up rubbing his sore spots, shaking his arm to loosen up and trying to recuperate while walking around in the ring, just waiting to continue the match between them. "Grrrr..... when I get my hands on you, gonna make you feel how much the Crossface hurts on you!" He gotten pretty angry already.

Kicking out she wasted next to no time in rolling away from the pissed off King knowing hat once he was ready to go he'd be in her face like crazy. Though from what she saw he was more interested I staying back then getting his payback which kept the two separated for now.

"Has anyone told you that you talk way too much trash for a match. Most of its just vulgar language or hyping yourself up, is there any substance to you besides a boring show off?" She asked as she pushed off the ropes keeping a fighting stance for when he made his move.

While King watching the fine looking beast in front of him, almost circling around looking for an opening to jump at one another, he could hear her words poking him about his talking a lot, light chuckles coming out from his mask.

"Maybe you should start talking more, or I mean, scream more instead? That should make it even." Taunting her, he would stepping out closer to her without fear, he tries to pull back his right fist and swing aiming right across her pretty hot face with his attempt forearm smash!

Amy didn't care one way or another about his attitude or his boasting. Whether he wanted to keep talking or stay quiet for the rest of the match she was still going to kick his ass any way she felt like doing. "I bet you love to hear girls scream, too bad that's your tune for this dance not mine."

King struck first bringing a forearm up and catching her head to knock her back. Taking a few steps back from the hit she groans before driving an uppercut up and towards his face.

King like this girl, clever with her mouth which she could make a better use of that instead if the dirty beast could show her the way but of course she wont let his hands touches her in any ways other than his wrestling moves and strikes on the blonde feline.

He was able to strike her hard with a forearm smash sending her back, he smirk though she couldnt see due to his mask, felt pretty good doing so as King goes in closer expecting to get a good hold of her blondie locks while shes stunned from his strike but out of nowhere, King took a surprise uppercut that hit right to his face and knocking the great big beast backward and down on the mat with a thud. "UGH!" He tries to roll towards to the ropes clutching his mask, his face. "FUCK! Nghhh...."

Amy's punch caught the man by surprise, clearly not anticipating she had that much power with her and paying for it as he fell to the ground holding his face. She wished the mask would come off so he could see the bastards face. But shed settle for a little gloating as she stomped on his chest.

"Surprise, the Lion can hit. Now your going to have to see if you can pick yourself up again." She said as she looked over at the ropes. Running towards them she jumped up and off the ropes to come on back towards Killer King in a lionsault heading right for him.

King laying there holding his face that the bitch gave him one nasty uppercut, that tiny little fist was hard enough to knock him right off his feet and shes cocky to get close to him stomp down on his muscled chest with a grunt coming out from the leopard mask, he looks up angrily at her. **I wanna kick your ass!** He thought, couldnt really speak right away since she starts to running away from him?

He could see the reason why, his opponent Amy runs to the ropes and using it to jump right off and elegantly coming down using her whole feline body to splashes right on top of him. "UGH!" Though King reacts right after bringing his hands under her to shove the woman off his body, probably before or after the first count.

Her move had been a little hit and miss in recent matches, one time it would work perfectly the next it would cost her. Thankfully this time around it connected without issue and the ref swooped in to start the count. Though he didn't need to bother seeing as how just as he got his hand down for the first count King had kicked himself free.

Groaning she stood up and moved over to his side as she pushed on him and tried to move him on it. Once King was on his side she jumped up and tried to bring her elbow down on his ribs to try and soften his body up further.

King couldnt believe he allowed himself to get caught by her finely body to lay on top of him but the way his opponent does was a much greater splash with bit of force landing on top of him, he rather have her pounce on his body like she wanted him, wanted him bad but sadly, the feline rather beat him to the win instead.

He was able to power her off him with a toss as if shes a barbell so he could take a break but wont be long  that she comes right at him going to keep the greater beast for the elbow drop, but the beast would roll away avoid her incoming drop. "Grrrrr!"

Power and speed were hers in equal measure and Killer was realizing that throughout this match, not that his head seemed able to process it as it just made him angrier. Regardless her Lionsault did its job and she hoped to continue it with the Elbow drop, which unfortunately for her he still had the sense to avoid.

Her shoulder hitting the mat with a rough impact she growled and moved up to try and start over as she got back up to her feet. Not wanting to let the big man have too much time to himself she knew she needed to act quickly.