Johnny Higurashi vs Ninjette - [TLC Match]

The ground was starting to get into things, now - after all, you can hardly call it a Tables, Ladders and Chair match until one of the three comes into play. Granted, it was just a chair, but Ninjette meant what she said earlier about getting creative - her dirty little mind would get put to full use.

Typically, people would retreat from an opponent with a metal chair, but Johnny wasn't 'typical' anything - he advanced, rushing toward her and throwing out a punch; the surprise of it all took her off-guard and knocked it away, using her own strategy against her. He pushed the advantage and came at her, hitting her with a tackle, right in the center.

Instead of fighting against his momentum, though, she rolled with it, falling back along with him and trying to buck her hips when they land - with luck, they'd continue to roll and end up with her on top instead of him - another awkward position, but one with better opportunities.

Johnny was thankful that his plan worked in the best way possible. he really wasn't looking forward to a broken hand if she had just decided to swing the chair down like a hammer. He even managed to catch her with a shoulder tackle but she was crafty and agile. She toppled and he followed and she managed to flip them over with her on top.

Johnny looked up at her with a grin, his cheeks still flushed. "I guess you weren't jokin about pissin off my wife." He said with a laugh, trying to grab at her wrists so she couldn't do too much from this position.

And there they were again - awkwardness abounded, though Johnny was taking it pretty well. She couldn't lie to herself - there was a small part of her that was crushing on Johnny, but she didn't want to be that sort of girl.

Still. A little teasing never hurt anybody. That's what the cognitive dissonance was telling her, anyway.

"Eh, only half. Not really looking for girl fights, but if she's as good as you're making her out? Wouldn't say no." She started to pull back for a punch, but he stopped the effort cold by grabbing her wrists - fortunately, that left her with one extremity to attack him with. "I'm equal opportunity."

Instead of pulling away, she jerked down and tried to smack him in the face with her forehead, going for a quick headbutt. Not exactly a traditional ninja move, but handy in a pinch.

Johnny grinned at Ninjette as he held onto her. The situation WAS awkward. Her talk was good at both relieving the tension and exacerbating it in her own way. Having her straddling him and talking cocky in her own sexy way while backing it up was, unfortunately, a turn on. However, it also kept him a bit grounded. The fact that she COULD back it uup meant he couldn't get lost in her charms or he'd be in trouble.

"I'll kick your ass enough for both of us, how about that?" He replied slyly as she slammed her forehead down once more against him. "Gh, fuck, man!" He said, releasing her grip. 'Stop fuckin' doin that, dude!" He growled, releasing her, holding his head with both hands. "One time you're gonna do that and your head's the one that's gonna give." He growled, pressing his palms into his forehead, still not any closer to being out from underneath her. He just hoped the ninja girl hadn't noticed how much fun he was really having.

The headbutt - the second one for the match - hit right on, knocking Johnny for even more of a loop than the last one. Ninjette felt a tinge of pain from where her forehead connected with his teeth, but other than that? The tradeoff was all on him, with that one.

He was right, though. Two headbutts in a single match was a bit much.

She snickered, shaking her head. "You keep saying that word - 'dude'. I don't think it means what you think it means." She placed her hands on his chest - my, what a chest - and pressed down, palms flat. She couldn't pin him out here, but she had other ideas in mind. "And I got a hard head, don't you worry 'bout that. But if you want some variety..."

Using his chest as platform, she'll lift her legs up, bring them into the air above in a quick handstand - then bring them back down, trying to drive her knees into his stomach for a landing.

"Dude is dude... dude..." Johnny growled, more from pain than annoyance. He called everyone dude. He called his wife dude sometimes. He had a hard head too, maybe later on, he'd show her what a head butt felt like when it was being given, rather than received. Still, at the moment, she was able to easily press her palms flat against his chest and keep him momentarily pinned.

johnny removed his hands from his head as Ninjette's full weight pressed onto his chest. It was an impressive feat of acrobatics, and a nice view of her ass as well. Johnny didn't have time to peek though. He jammed his hand forward, just trying to knock one of Ninjette's arms off balance. he couldn't stop her body from crashing back down. he just hoped that whatever she was trying, it wasn't going to work out quite the way she planned.

"Figured as much, just couldn't pass up an opportunity for a Princess Bride ref." She flicked her tongue at him, winked. "Dude."

Ninjette had a tendency to show off - you could guess that simply from where she'd chosen to print her namesake - and this move was more than doing a little of that; a good display of the balance and flexibility that had taken years to build. But it wasn't perfect, and when Johnny knocked away one of her arms, the balance was thrown off - instead of falling back towards his stomach, she fell forward, her shoulders and upper back heading straight for his chest as she tumbled.

Johnny grunted as Ninjette fell on top of him in an unexpected way. Instead of knees int he stomach, her back landed on his chest. Her shapely rear nearly steamrolling his face as Johnny's arms flung upwards.

He tried to coil one of his big arms around her neck to hold her in place while he used his legs and free arms to try and bridge the two of them over so that she was on her stomach and he was on top of her with one arm against her throat and his heavy torso keeping her pinned tot he ground. Pinning down this feisty ninja was definitely the best strategy Johnny could think of. If only he could make it happen without her squirreling away!

The move - maybe some kind of Senton, if you had to be technical about it - seemed to hurt him, just not in the way she'd wanted. It wasn't nearly enough; he was able to get her before she could move away, grabbing her and getting her on her back with him on top.

Not a good position - she didn't have nearly enough strength to power out of it, and just him being on top was hurting her, never mind the arm on her neck, and...wait. It could have been her imagination, but...

"Heh." She croaked, pulling at his arm. "Having a little too much fun, ain't ya, Johnny?"

Johnny blushed as Ninjette must have finally noticed how much he was enjoying the match. What was he supposed to say. "I get paid to wrestle hot babes, man." Johnny whispered back. "And I like tough fights. I'm livin the dream so... you know... and junk." He said, almost shyly trying to explain. Johnny tried to tighten up on the choke while Ninjeette tried to pry herself free. He used his free hand to try and send two quick punches into the brunette's head to keep her dazed.

Johnny would then spread his legs and try and use the ground control to shimmie around to a better position where he could grab Ninjette's hair and try and wrestle her up into a standing side headlock.