Teenwrestler (Steven) Vs Carmen

Both wrestlers glare into each others eyes from across the ring, friends as they were neither competitor wanted to lose and for good reason! They both had a point to prove to themselves, to each other and perhaps to the entire AFW roster.

Steven saw her take up a defensive position as she bounces on the balls of her toes one foot to the other in a boxing stance. He notice she was favoring her right arm, protecting it. Steven started to move towards her, in a wrestlers crouch as he circled her. His right hand out-stretched infront of him, just to check the right distance between Carmen and him, once he felt he was a few inches of an arms length away from her he would try to lunge in and attempt to wrap his arms around her neck, trying to really stick tight to her body and try to squeeeeez his arms around her neck, from the front. His head pressed against the side of her head

Something to prove, indeed - to the fans, to her family, to herself. She'd always been able to stand on her own two feet, always got by on her own merits - when people said she couldn't do something, she loved proving them wrong. This time, with the AFW, they doubted a boxer could ever make the transition. She looked forward to a new chance to show them everything they didn't know about her.

Steve came in low, practically crouching like a college wrestler as he moved in, looking for an opportunity...then taking it, moving forward in a quick stride. He got her up close, pulling her in. squeezing her tight - she could work with that, though. She didn't want to knee him and risk a low blow, but she could use her legs for other purposes; she leaped up and tried to wrap her thighs around his middle, catch him with the body scissors.

Things were starting to heat up! literally! the match was getting more intense after each tussle both of them engaged into, this time after a few moments of staring each other down and circling each other it was Steven who attempted to break the deadlock by lunging into her and wrapping his arms around her neck and pulling her body close in tight for body contact submission.

Both wrestlers standing in the middle of the ring, the side of their heads pressed against each other as his warm breath blow'd against the side of her neck, he tightened his grip around her neck trying to apply the pressure around her neck, his teeth gritted and his biceps bulging as he really tried to pour in the pressure around her neck. She wasnt going to back down! Not one bit, not a chance. Her legs shoot up as her legs wrap around his lower body as he countered with a body scissor, he wasnt able to carry her weight so he went down on the ring canvas slamming her back down on the ring with his body laying on top of her now, her legs were murder around his waist as it was hurtling like hell but he bared it.....for now.

He tried something all Pro-wrestlers did and something Carmen hadnt done this whole match, mental pressure!. He now tried to pressure her opponent into submission by some trash talk as he whispered in her ear " Gah! Urrghmmmm C-carmen? come on submit- give up! you know you cant beat me! Im the wrestler here and your the boxer! this is a wrestling match so you havent a chance! just give up.....lose your ego" he moans softly in her ear. A

Awkwardly Steven did feel her firm breasts pressing tight against his chest but he choose to ignore those awkward moments as in a wrestling match, these things are unavoidable!

She hammered down on the scissors, poured on the pressure, loosening only for a moment when they hit the canvas - then quickly redoubling her efforts. His hold on her neck wasn't pleasant, and she really didn't like her shoulders being so close to the match, but as long as she held on she could make the position work for her.

His trash-talking made her shiver - mostly from the way he moaned in her ear. Being this close to a man was still a new thing for her, and while it hadn't been a debilitating problem before, it was a little unnerving how intimate Steve seemed comfortable with getting - she just hoped he wasn't picking up any wrong idea.

At any rate, trash-talk was something she was familiar with, she just never indulged in it - never saw the point. She responded with action, not words, and elbowed him in the side.

Admittedly it was getting a bit awkward as he lay on top of her with is arms around her neck and her legs around his waist, just really pulling their perspirative slick bodies into each other. Still the intimidate feeling was not so much there as so much the feeling of pain shooting down on his waist which was followed by a moment as silence as Carmen was focused on her submission move and was in no mood to engage in a trash-talk competition.

"Silent type eh-URGH OW FUCK" he cried out in pain as her elbow strikes against his side, his side really bruised and in pain causing his grip around her neck to loosen up a bit.

Consequently, Carmen was also terrible at pillow-talk. Common complaint from her flings.

The elbow strike did it's just and did it well, making him loosen up the hold and giving her some room to breath and work. Her work on the middle seemed to be bearing fruit, too, and she was looking forward to reaping the rewards - she tried to push off his hold around the neck and flip them over, putting him on his back and going for the pinfall.

Things were going all but good for Steven now, his hold was loosening up, his opponent had more room to breathe and counter and to top of it off his waist was killing him from her tight grip on the scissor.

His lower body and neck a bit red from all this grappling tussling, a moment of loss of concentration causes him to be forced down on his back and Carmen looked to catch him off guard with a quick pin! the ref slide next to them and slapped the mat, counting " One........Two......" Steven tried to thrust his palm on her shoulder, trying to kick out and get his shoulders up just in time......if he could!

She had him down, had him pinned, was good to go and...damn, kicked out. Wily little fucker.

With a grunt of frustration, she started to get up and grabbed his head, taking her with him as they rose - things were rolling in her favor now, that last pin was close. She just had to roll with the momentum and swing it back her way - doable. Very doable. Just a little persistence, and she could break the streak.

Standing back up, she took him by the head and pulled him under her arm, squeezing him in a facelock, getting him in place for something bigger - she hoped.

Steven could feel his body burning out, he was exhausted at this point now as he pretty much took it to Carmen but she absorbed everything he gave her and returned strong by dishing out a couple of moves of her own.He was hauled upto his feet by his head, he tried to slap at her shoulder and shove her away but his attempts were weak and half-hearted.

He soon found himself in a front facelock, his body bent infront of her as her arms were wrapped tightly around his head, with his head trapped under her armpit. He squirmed and wiggled, his hands feel up her body so they reach around her back as he fired away open fists into the small of her back, they werent as strong as they could have been....but he had to try something. " LET GO" he screamed out in frustration.

She brought him up, but Steven wasn't going quietly into the gentle night - no, he put up a fuss, hitting her in the back, slamming at her sides, trying anything and everything to get her to let up - even asking. But his punches lacked power now, and his request...well, sure.

She would let him go - after she'd dropped back and slammed his skull into the mat with a DDT, rocking the ring with the impact and putting her weight behind. If she can do that, she'll gladly release him.