Clyde Gastin Vs. Kozue Kaburagi

"RRRRGHHHHH!!" Clyde howled between Kozue's thighs as he felt the harsh clamp on his head and face, glaring at the Ninja while gritting his teeth to fight through the harsh pain as she arched back and ramped up the pressure while the bruised and red faced cowboy kept that vice like grip on Kozue's tights, scrunching up her shorts with his hand as he slowly began to stand up before lowering Kozue once more then...

"HHNNGHH!!" He threw his upper body back sharply to lift Kozue as high as he could before sticking his leg out and just falling to the mat, letting the two hang in mid air for a split second before Clyde tried to bring Kozue crashing down to the mat with a sitdown powerbomb!

Harder. Harder. Harder.

Kozue clamped her thighs down like an iron grip, squeezing away, putting her full force into her legs, diverting every inch of power she into crushing Clyde’s neck and knocking him the fuck out. Veins swelled. Muscles bulged. Her heart beat like a war drum.

It wasn’t enough.

”No-”

Once more, Kozue’s body hit the canvas with devastating force, but unlike last time, she didn’t have any trap cards to play, She simply laid there, her lifeless legs draped over Clyde’s shoulders, her arms out to the side, and her back arched while she howled in agony.

Clyde felt the rush of adrenaline as he survived the scissors and slammed Ninjette hard into the canvas, watching her lithe body just bounce on impact as her legs drapped around him while his hands were buried into her gut.

"...Uhh..." He groaned a bit as he tried to shake off the scissors she had put him in before, without a word, the cowboy reached for Kozue's pretty hair.

"...Rrh!" With all the energy, Clyde had, he quickly rose to his feet with Kozue in tow as he tried to shove her head between his legs before he bent over and hugged her taut waist, trying to lift her upside down as he lifted one foot up and then dropped, trying to spike Kozue head first into the mat with a very hurried piledriver!!

Kozue was hurting, but she was still aware of the world around her. She could think. In particular, she was a bit curious on why Clyde wasn’t pinning her in this gift wrapped pinning opportunity he had. She wasn’t doing much moving, and her shoulders were already on the mat.

She got her answer shortly, as Clyde stood and hefted her back up. The cowboy ha something nastier in mind.

Kozue’s eyes widened as he lifted her up, then shut tight when he brought her back down with crushing force, slamming her skull into the mat and sending echoes of pain all the way down her spine. The blow flowed through her and her body went into a spaz fit, flopping off on the mat.

A collective groan was heard as the crowd witnessed Kozue's head being spiked into the canvas, seeing her lithe body just go rigid and flop limply to the mat as Clyde Gastin tried to seal the deal on his tenacious opponent that just flopped between his legs.

"Shit..." Clyde muttered as he watched her limp body spaz out from the harsh impact. He wasn't even sure if it was overkill, but he didn't see that powerbomb putting her away.

Without another word, Clyde crawled over to Ninjette's side and pushed her over before tiredly flopping over her body, mashing his chest against her abs as he tiredly hooked her leg.

"ONE!"

Kozue’s body was moving with random jerks and spasms, but those were only reflexes, shadows of activity from a body that wasn’t quite sure what to do with itself. Kozue’s brain, however, was out to lunch. She wasn’t quite unconscious, but she was only remotely aware of the scene going on around her.

In particular, she could register that someone was pinning her to the mat, and that there was this loud, thudding sound nearby, but she couldn’t quite connect the dots on why that was important or the significance of it all.

When the referee’s hand came down once more, Kozue still wasn’t moving.

”2…!”

Clyde exhaled and looked down at Ninjette, breathing close to her neck in tired breaths, seeing her perfect body giving random jerks and spasms underneath him, the cameras making sure to get a shot of her writhing body on the big tron while her opponent's fit body pinned her. The crowd loved it just as much as they loved the back and forth action of the bout.

"THREE!" The bell rang and Clyde sat up off of Ninjette, ogling her pretty face before he stood up and got his arm raised, flexing his free arm as he stood over the fallen Ninjette.

Of course, while still feeling a ringing in his head.

Kozue woke up. At least, she thought she woke up.


She could hear the crowd cheering, but it wasn’t just normal cheering. It wasn’t ‘this match rocks’ cheering, it was ‘this match is over and our guy won’ cheering. Something she’d heard before, but it hadn’t been directed her way in a while.


She writhed around on the floor, groaning for a moment, before she managed to sit up, rubbing her aching skull and looking Clyde’s way with one eye. ”Guessing I didn’t win, huh?”

After pacing from one end of the ring to the other with his fists raised high, trying his best to ignore the ringing in his skull, Clyde looked over at Ninjette as she began to finally move, seeing her sit up and nurse her own throbbing head before hearing her address him.

The cowboy just smiled before speaking up "You gave me a helluva fight though." He said before leaning over and offering his hand.

"Dunno if it means anythin'. I know we've fought together before, But as an opponent? Ya sure as hell got my respect." Said the cowboy. "You okay?"

Respect. That was kind of a new thing, something Kozue hadn’t really ponder much of in whole wrestling career. She just wanted to have fun and kick people around a bit. Enjoy life. The idea that she would actually get respect - from a former-likely-future champ like Clyde, no less - was nifty. Super nifty.

”Am I okay?” She rubbed her skull with one hand and took his gesture with the other. ”I feel like a cowboy drove my head into the canvas like a goddamn rail spike.” She snickered. “But aside from that, yeah, I’m okay.”

Kozue stood up with his help and started to move past him, raising her hand to pat him on the back as she passed. She changed her mind at the last second, though, and gave him a quick slap on the ass instead. Mostly just to see how he’d react, if she was being honest.

”Good match, dude. Next time, though? I got you.” Kozue gave him a wink and flashed a peace sign his way, then dropped and started sliding out of the ring. ”’Til then, keep it tight.”