SS22 Tension Pre-Show Bonus Match: Aiden Bolt vs Jasper Rhys

Aiden did know how to pull a good trick on his opponents once in a while. Usually he would save this for bigger and stronger foes but this was the biggest stage of them all and he definitely couldn’t take any chances with his opponent, Jasper. That stomp definitely was a dick move and Aiden was definitely going to pay the price for it but for now he was going to enjoy the moment.

“Son of a-ACK!” Which lasted for about 2 seconds. The boy had to give Jasper credit where credit was due, he was a slippery little bastard just like him. The Welsh boy waved through the headlock like smooth butter on a knife, quickly innovating into his own headlock. The little bastard. ”He knows his stuff..” Aiden mulled over for a second before immediately trying to fight out of this hold. The crowd watching the two grapple with anticipation. Unsure of who was going to come out on top.

Aiden used the positioning of his legs to try and gain leverage over Jasper. Thinking with his feet, he would kick at the foot that he stomped on earlier trying to make Jasper buckle down, pressing his down while he attempted to grab his hand which was holding him in the headlock, trying to free himself and attempt at a arm bar. Wrenching back his arm, returning his own smirk back at him.

That felt good, well-executed grapples and reversals always made Jasper feel a bit of pride in himself and his combat acumen as a wrestler, What also felt oddly good was the feeling of this American boy against him... Oh, he is cute. "Snap out of it!" Jasper hissed at himself mentally as he felt himself get distracted by the Redhead's good looks and charming face. And just to prove it, he began squeezing down on Aiden with the headlock, looking to show off some of his strength to the Texas crowd and his foe- "-Again with the Foot, you Git!" The Welsh boy growled out as Aiden began to kick away at his leg, the same one he'd stomped on earlier to force the headlock on his Bluenette opponent, however Jasper refused to budge at first until suddenly, the Blue-haired Brit let-go of his American opponent in a move, shoving him off and likely leaving Aiden feeling confused by Jasper's sudden disengagement until...

"I lawr ti'n mynd!" Jasper belted out in his native Welsh as he suddenly rushed Aiden, wrapping his right-arm around the Redhead's neck with his left-arm connecting for a seeming second Headlock, the Blue haired boy then spinning about wildly counter-clockwise to send Aiden face-first into the mat with a loud thud as Jasper momentarily kept a tight headlock around his American foe before eventually letting go and disengaging from his opponent, getting up and jumping energetically from one foot to the other. "Well, Aiden, you're certainly entertaining for a rather pretty Yank boy!" he cheekily taunted Freudian slip notwithstanding., quite pleased with himself for the excellently executed Arm-trap Crossface as he allowed his opponent the opportunity to get up because that always ends well for him, Totally.

Man when Jasper held on, he held on tight!. Aiden would try to continue and kick and stomp at Jasper’s already stomped on leg, which made the other opponent buckle but not even close to letting go. Which made Aiden a bit worried, knowing his opponent was a little stronger than him but regardless, he still pressured on until…Jasper let go? The American challenger nearly fell face first onto the mat, yet managed to save himself the embarrassment and a little perplexed by Jasper’s sudden disinterest into keeping the hold until heard a voice shout out above him.

“E lar tea- wha? UNF!” Aiden grunted out before he suddenly hit the mat, The Welsh brat still on him, making his recovery a slow and painful process while Jasper stretched him thin, making the newcomer groan before dropping him down to the mat before taunting him which seemed more like flirting than taunting.

For a moment, it seemed Aiden was unresponsive from the way he was laid out before the sounds of chuckling came from his seemingly unresponsive body. The floofy-haired twink slowly stood up to face off with Jasper. It would seem the two were having a good laugh until…SMACK! Aiden fired back at Jasper with a strong slap across his face.

It always satisfied Jasper whenever he pulled what to his mind was a brilliant reversal and or take down, it always inflated his somewhat average ego, watching Aiden just go splat onto the canvas mat and then seemingly go limp... Any second now he'd get back up, Any second now. "...Uh?" the Welsh boy said silently with a concerned tilt of his head, the kinder part of his personality immediately reigning in the smugness as he took a single step over to see if the American lad was alright...

Once again the Welsh lad's naivety cost him as without warning, Aiden quickly popped back up onto his feet and began laughing... At first getting a raised eyebrow out of Jasper before soon the bluenette began laughing along as well, It was a good-natured laugh that indicated to the Yank that Jasper's infamous tendency to get distracted in the middle of a match was in full effect presently.

"Well, Glad to see that you-" SLAP! Right across the face with enough force to cause Jasper to step back, leaving behind a stinging sensation on where he was struck, and the Welsh boyo dazed and somewhat startled... However, with a quick shake of his head, Jasper smirked at Aiden and replied softly. "Two can play at this game." Jasper soon retaliating with a sharp chop across Aiden's chest with his left arm!

Aiden was quite the irritable type when it came to cocky wrestlers, especially ones that he was facing in the ring. Though, a point could be made that Aiden was a bit hypocritical in the sense. Nevertheless, this match was still underway for the two wrestlers. The brunet was quick to assume a ready stance, until……"SMACK!" As Jasper's left hand lit up Aiden's chest, making the poor boy clutch at it. Aiden was ready to return the favor though, but not in the way most would think and certainly not Jasper. He definitely knew not to underestimate the Welsh rookie, opting to not hold back anything when it came to this match regardless of his subsequent feelings for each other or not. But he couldn't help but think of catching up after this match.


"Heh…aren't you clever but wait I have a retort!"

Aiden answered back with his chest shot but this time not using his hands oh no no. But instead, his legs. Winding up for what seemed to be a chop but instead was a sharp kick to the chest! Hoping that Jasper would follow suit with a kick of his own. Because if he did, Aiden would have attempted to successfully bait him in for a under hook suplex by ducking under the kick!

Raising a furrowed brow at the red-headed American, Jasper would open his mouth to reply to his opponent's seeming taunt. "And what's tha-ACK!!" The Welsh boy's eyes went wide with surprise and pain as Aiden's boot slammed into the Bluenette's chest, forcing out a pained cough from Jasper as he reeled back from the strike, glaring back at his foe.

"I'll show you what for, Yank." The bluenette snarled as he soon rushed in to try and deliver his own kick into his opponent, looking to deliver what in his mind would be a rather powerful Big-Boot right into Aiden's pretty smug stupid little face!... "Wait a minute, where did he?" Jasper thought before noticing that the American boy had ducked and avoided his attempted kick, then hooked himself behind and now was in well, perfect position for a suplex.

"Bother." he exclaimed to himself in a somewhat deadpan manner, several nanoseconds before- CRASH! The Welsh boy was smashed down onto the back of his neck with tremendous force, pain shooting through Jasper's body from his opponent's successful reversal!

"Every damn time.." Aiden grinned to himself, his hands wrapped around the boy's well endowed waist, surprisingly lifting the stronger of the two up and back down on his shoulders hard for a suplex! The twink smiled proudly as he quickly tried to hold the hold for a quick pin. Knowing it'd probably take a lot more to keep this one down but trying to keep him on his toes. Holding onto his waist as Jasper's shoulders were down to the mat.

"One!" The referee counted once Aiden held the femboy down for the count. He wouldn't mind if the match ended right then and there but he would've felt a little bit dissatisfied since he deep down liked fighting the Welsh bo- Agh! No! Aiden snap out of it! For just a moment, the speedy boy's hold on the pin crumpled for a split second.

Just for a moment, Aiden let his emotions get the better of him, getting flustered by the other wrestler in front of him. Regardless he still held on, after the ref counted to one..

Ouch, Ouch, more Ouch.

The world as Jasper knew it was one of pain as of this very moment as he was smashed backfirst into the mat with a tremendously painful thud that just, Ouch.

Jasper's eyes were just rattling about in their sockets, the boy's brain seemingly requiring a full rebooting from the beating he'd taken, the sheer force of the impact that was Aiden's sudden power bomb leaving poor Jasper more than a little dazed and confused with the Welsh boy blinking rapidly as he fought off the pain he felt, remembering that this was indeed a Match, one that he just had to win.

"Two!" went the Referee girl as she attempted to count Jasper out, but just before she could give Aiden the much-needed win he desired for his AFW debut, the little Welsh tomcat did what he did best, He began kicking. "S-Shove OFF!" Jasper growled angrily at the redheaded pretty-boy, squirming to free himself crossly with a hard kick directly aimed at Aiden's face soon finding its mark with the Bluenette's foot smashing against the twink's face with Jasper rolling onto his side and escaping the pin, a close 2.9 Pin... But No Cigar!

"How's that, Ya... cute... Git!" Jasper taunted after his miraculous escape from the Jaws of defeat!

Unfortunately for Aiden, he didn't get that pin he was waiting for, his equally sized opponent opting for a kickout at 2. So close! His disappointment was soon turned into anger as he was hit in the face with a well-placed kick to the face, which made him blink out of pure suprise by audacity of Jasper when he did it for a third time. Only this time, it was the kick that drew first blood. Aiden letting go to check the damage made by the Welshman's foot smashing into his face. Tenderly touching his face.

“Ugh.”

He moaned weakly, watching the slight blood coming down from his nose. The moment was lost on him for a bit. But he was snapped back to reality. He knew Jasper was joking about that comment but he couldn't help but get his own licks in.

The rookie, quick to meet Jasper would force all his weight ontop of him, rapidly punching him over and over until the ref had to physically pry him away from Jasper. Aiden's temper as you could see had a very short fuse.

At first, Jasper could only maintain his cheeky expression as he stared at the Red-headed boy, Watching as Aiden looked down at the red fluid trickling down his nose indicating a successful and hard hit from his opponent... the Welsh boy's expression going from a mischievous smile to a look of slight concern with a raised eyebrow, head tilted to the left as he asked. "Uh... Aiden, are you alright-" Oh dear.

Faster than Jasper could say "-Bugger." did the Welsh boy find himself pinned beneath the American redhead, Aiden wailing on Jasper with everything he had with Jasper left only crossing his arms to guard his face from the constant flurry of attacks that Aiden delivered, however with their somewhat intimate position the two boys currently pummelling the crap out of each other had themselves in, Aiden had given Jasper an opening that he gladly exploited.

"Grr... Tawelwch, Y Fuck, i lawr." Went the Bluenette in his Celtic tongue as he began clamping his legs down hard on Aiden's midsection, slowly squeezing down upon the Redhead's body with the famous vice-grip of his powerful thighs, glaring up at Aiden. "Just... Calm, Down..." He hissed at his foe, delivering a pair of uppercuts into his opponent's face for good measure as he squeezed.