Sarah O'Brien Vs Darren Hopeless (For coiwy)

Darren couldn't help but smile He had gotten lucky eh? He turned his head towards Sarah at her question did what look alright. He blinked a few times before giving her a nod pushing himself into a sitting position. "Yeah." he replied lightly wiping his forearm across his forehead. "I thought you had me there." he confessed although he had to pull a small trick from up his sleeve to keep her attention to get that once punch in. He leaned forwards gripping onto the middle rope using it to shakily pull himself to his feet. The blonde soon let it go though when he was sure that he could hold himself up.

Sarah stayed sitting on the floor again, her eyes fixed on Darren. She knew she'd have to take something off - she had set the terms, after all - but she liked to keep him in suspense, and teasingly lifted the bottom of her shirt, flapping it slightly to cool herself down.

Darren turned around lightly leaning back against the ropes as he waited for Sarah to do her part of the deal for him getting a submission three more to go for each of them two more items of cloths for each of them. It seemed he might have been wrong the red head seemed to be going for her top or maybe thats what she wanted him to think. He wasn't too sure, "Your top next?" he questioned cocking his head to the side slowly getting more and more comfortable with her style. Although he small teasing movement still effected him a little.

"Would you like me topless?" she teased him, pulling it up to flash her breasts at him. She laughed and let it drop before grabbing a the waistband of her sweatpants and dragging them off in one quick movement.

Darren was surprised as Sarah flashed him feeling that familiar tint form across his face as his cheeks heated up again. It seemed like his first assumption was correct regardless and off came her sweatpants to reveal her underwear underneath and a lot more skin. It seemed as though they had gone for oppisites. He was topless and Sarah was trouserless. The blonde lightly pushed himself off the ropes since he didn't really want to loose his balance and faceplant. "Ready for the next round?" He questioned moving into the center of the ring.

Sarah grinned as Darren blushed again. She ran a hand down her thigh, keeping her eyes fixed on his and a mischievous smile on her face.
"Come and get me," she whispered.

Darren thought for a moment. Well he was positive that Sarah had something planned so he would have to be either hesitant or remain standing since he had taken that as an invitation for the next round. Or maybe he should give her abit of the treatment she had given him in the last around. A smirk slowly formed across his face as he watched the redhead's hand trailing her thigh. He managed to regain his composure as he walked around to her head. Well here went nothing. "You sure you want to stay in that position?" he questioned lifting his barefoot to place it on Sarah's face almost to return the favor she had given him.

Sarah's smile remained on her face even as Darren's foot came up to her mouth. She leant forward to plant a quick kiss on his foot before grabbing it with both hands and pulling, aiming to unbalance him and drag him to the ground.
"Gotta stop me fighting back first, limey," she laughed.

Darren blinked a few times clearly he was surprised with what Sarah had done. It wouldn't have been hard to unbalance the blonde with the condition he was in at the moment. He felt back landing on his butt. From the kiss to the sudden pulling he hadn't realise how confusing Sarah could be. He aimed to scoot away from her to get his barings again. "Well you have to catch me first." he replied although he was sure he would regret that line.

Sarah grinned evilly at Darren's words and immediatly shifted position to pounce, aiming to land on top of him before he could escape.