Proving Oneself

Macon merely let out a mental sigh as Nadia responded. He wasn't sure why he always found himself saying so cheesey of lines while trying to keep the persona up. Maybe he just wasn't cut out for this whole character acting that he thought would make such a great disguise. It wasn't that he was ashamed of who he was, just more afraid that people would mock him. As he walked over to the liquor cabinet he hatched an idea. Nadia seemed like a nice enough woman. Maybe, before their match began, he would tell her the truth, that he hated acting like this. That it hid who he was, but that would be a little risky for his own personal privacy, not to mention that Max may dart off again.

"I'm sorry for that line...there's no need to pretend it was endearing..." he said a little reluctantly. He was just better at telling the truth and being himself that maybe this would be the better course of action. "So, um, would you rather wine or liquor?" he asked in an attempt to try and just forget that love potion comment.

"Oh, no need to worry about it," Nadia said as she give him a pleasant smile.

It was faked, but she made sure he wouldn't notice it. For now the brunette need to pull a nice front to the host. She had a feeling that this Dr. Love guy wasn't really happy with his own facade, judging from his own reaction. Perhaps she could use that against him later on. The brunette smirked inside herself at the thought.

"A wine would be nice," Nadia said to him as he asked for a proper drink this time.

Macon smiled and nodded in response to Nadia's decision. He didn't have the best and most expensive wines, but he did manage to have a little selection. Perusing his few reds, he grabbed a Pinot Noir, and placed it on the counter to be opened. His journey through the drawer for the corkscrew did not take very long as he cut the wrap and uncorked the bottle, letting it breath.

While he let it sit for a bit, he searched for two red wine glasses. As he picked them out, he tried to make a decision: pour here or there. He knew his answer right away. Taking the glasses in one hand and the bottle in the other, Doctor Love headed back towards the bed and gave Nadia her glass before he got ready to pour the bottle. After she took the glass, he would start to pour. "Just tell me, when," he told his soon-to-be opponent.

Nadia took the glass from Dr. Love's hand and watched as he poured the wine from the bottle. After the glass was filled, she would take it before bringing it up in front of her face for a toss.

"For a good and fun match?" she asked in a sensual way.

After they had a toss, Nadia would drink the wine slowly, and kept drinking until she swallowed about half of the glass. Then she would put the glass on the table as she exhaled.

"It's a good one," she'd say with a smile, complimenting the wine. The brunette would lean closer to Dr. Love afterwards, before she would trace her index finger on his chest up to his chin.

"I'm ready anytime you are, sweetie," she'd say with a seductive look.

Dr. Love smiled a bit as he poured the wine into Nadie's glass. After he had filled the glass, he would fill his own glass and set the bottle down by the desk.

"Yes, to a good and fun match," he responded as they toasted before starting to drink his glass. He made sure to sit down on the bed on the same side as Nadia, just to make sure she didn't try anything tricky. Wine wasn't his favorite drink of choice, but he enjoyed it all the same as he tasted this particular bottle. As he drank down about three quarters of the glass, he knew that the woman was not lying about it being a good bottle. He would no sooner set down his glass on the desk before Nadie started tracing her index finger on his chest up to his chin, sending goosebumps on his arms from the feeling.

He was admittedly a little anticipatory of the actual action of the match at this point, having set somewhat of a scene for it. Macon smiled at the seductress as she told him that she was ready any time he was, and he was. "Well then, shall we start?" he responded. Though neither of them was quite in a ready position to start a match, Macon was well aware that this particular type needed no formalities to begin.

Nadia smirked as Dr. Love wanted to start right away. If this man was going to act like he's been doing so far for the whole match, then it'd definitely be a good and fun match, for her at least. That's all she needed to care, really. The brunette would then try to wrap her arms around Dr. Love's neck so she could lean closer to his lips, as if she wanted to kiss him. Once they're close, Nadia would kiss his lips before she would try to push her opponent towards the bed.

"Yes, let's start..." the brunette would say in a sensual manner before she would lick her own lips teasingly. From there she would try to straddle his chest so she could give herself an advantageous position by being on top.

Macon was a little anticipating the start of the match, and as soon as he felt Nadia's arms wrap around his neck, he knew that his lovely opponent was just as ready. He tried to hide the light blush that came to his face as she brought her lips ever closer to his own before they finally met. So this was how she planned to start the match? It may have been the wine, but Dr. Love was a bit stunned by the move and was easily pushed back on the bed.

In his mind, he knew that this was not a great position for himself, but before he could start to try and sit up, the lovely Nadia had already moved to straddle his chest. The only part of his body that seemed to be moving were his legs, though they weren't doing so with much vigor.

The brunette looked at Dr. Love with a slight mischievous smile as she managed to get on top of him. Seeming that her little plan had worked nicely, she felt a bit confident that her opponent wasn't going to offer her much resistances. She would move her hands to try pinning Dr. Love's arms so she could try bring them behind his head while maintaining eye contact just to make him a bit more nervous.

"Go easy on me sweetheart... okay?" she'd ask with her devious smile. "I'm just a nobody..."

Nadia's plan was to soften her opponent's resistance slowly by messing with his mind first. If she was lucky enough, she might not need to play rough much with him. Of course she was prepared to give Dr. Love a good beating when the situation called for it, or so she thought.

Dr. Love seemed all too easy for the brunette beauty to manipulate with her words and actions. His feet seemed not eager in the least to make any actual daring motion, while his arms were easily grabbed and pinned. His eyes were locked with Nadia's, making it rather hard to want to actually fight back with the woman.

"A nobody? No, no, that's not true in the least," he responded, airs of sympathy in his voice. He almost felt bad for her that she would say such a thing.

His sympathy, though most likely unfounded, would seem to cost him the use of his arms as Nadie brought them behind his head. At this rate, the match seemed like it was going to be in her control and Dr. Love was just a puppet for her to play with as she pleased.

Nadia smiled as she secured her opponent's arms behind his head. She wasn't really expecting Dr. Love to show so little resistance at such early stage of the match, but that didn't matter much to her. She would make sure that her pin on his arms was firm enough before she would try to move herself from his chest, climbing her way up all the way to Dr. Love's face.

"Maybe, maybe not..." she'd say teasingly before she would try to sit on her opponent's face.

The brunette's plan was to weaken her opponent by cutting out his breath. From there it would be much easier to play with him. Besides she always find it amusing to see people squirming under her hold, because it made her feel in control. Nadia loved that feeling more than anything else.