Sarah O'Brien Vs Darren Hopeless (For coiwy)

Darren let out a small sigh at the moment he had been on a small winning streak since he had joined and he was pretty happy about that. Maybe he would have to take up Sarah on he rematch although it would only be fair that since the first match he had picked the match type so she should pick it this time right? To be honest he was feeling slightly anxious about it. Maybe because she would get the choice of the match under those circumstances. He didn't quite know what to expect.

The blonde let out a yawn as he entered the gym. He was hoping to see Sarah. Although something quickly caught his attention a vending machine he just couldn't resist is there was something that Darren liked better than Sleeping it was various snacks usually something sweet.

Sarah grinned to herself as she watched Darren make his way over to the vending machine - he certainly hadn't changed then. She'd been following him for a while after spotting him exiting his dorm, and now he was distracted...

She slunk up silently behind him as he made his choice before suddenly snaking her arms around his chest and resting her chin on his shoulder, turning slightly to put her lips at his ear.
"Hey, limey."

Darren grabbed the things that had dropped down opening He had gotten various candy as well as a drink. Cherry coke. He snapped open the top taking a sip before he felt a pair of arms snake around himfollowed by a familiar greeting. His eyes widened slightly a light chill going down his spine as he felt her warm breath brushing against his ear. Just the person he was looking for. He cocked his head back slightly to look over his shoulder. "Its nice to see you again Sarah." He replied with a yawn. Clearing his throat he smiled slightly.

"In fact I was looking for you." The blonde continued managed to turn himself around in her arms. "Fancy another match? Since I got to pick the first time I think you should pick the type this time." He commented as he motioned over to the ring in the gym.

"Sounds like fun," Sarah replied as the boy turned in her grip. She smiled a mischievous smile as her eyes ran over his body again.
"How comfortable would you say you are with your body?"

Darren looked slightly confused. "Ugh....Whats what suppost to mean?" He questioned although the smile painted across her face didn't look all that good. He was acutally curious as to what match Sarah would ask for.

"Submission wrestling," she whispered. "Strip submission wrestling."

Darren blinked a few times, Submission yeah that sounded good. He was about to open his mouth when he heard Sarah speaking again...Strip submission. Now this could be bad. He thought for a moment. He had given her the choice ofmatch and he was sure she would be good at it. "Ugh." At the moment that was the only thing that was coming out of his mouth as he lightly rubbed the back of his neck. "What are the rules?" he questioned stalling just a little.

"It's simple, limey," Sarah replied, smiling at his embarrassment. "It's just regular submission wrestling. But every time you get me to submit..." She smiled sweetly and took a hold of his hand, placing it on her hip.
"...I take off my clothes. And of course, if you submit to me, you take something off."

He thoguht for a moment. Oh that didn't sound all that bad. Well not as bad as he thoguht it could be. "Okay." He replied with a shrug. Although there was oen thing that Sarah seemed to have missed. "And how is the winner determined?" he questioned he was pretty sure that if he didn't get that out in the open he was sure the red head could take an advantage of that if she was having fun.

Sarah's smile faltered slightly. She hadn't wanted to impose a restriction on how long they could go, but...
"Tell you what," she decided eventually. "Get a submission when I'm naked, and you win the match. But when you win, we go back to your place and I'm yours until morning." She winked seductively, sure that Darren couldn't pass on that offer.