Flint looked up at the ebony haired beauty as she stared down at him, both breathing heavy from the exertion of their bout. She pinned him beneath her thighs, her hair brushing his face. He really didn't want to get up but their fight wasn't finished. The score was even between the two of them, yet in truth Flint was hardly keeping track. They got to their feet and returned to the center of the ring, each with a mischevious look about them. He kept a wrestling stance wile she stayed light, ready to lash out with knees and elbows. They charged each other, both attacking, neither backing down. Her speed against his strength. She danced to stay out of his grasp, despite whether she wanted to him to get a hold of her or not. He worked to avoid her strikes despite whether or not he wanted to be spared her touch.
She spun around, leveling a kick for the side of his head. He ducked only to recieve a follow up kickthe chest that sent him back. She pressed her assualt with a flying elbow, meant for his jaw. He caught the blow on the chin and took another step back. A punch to the ribs, a knee to the gut followed by a punch to the cheek. She was pushing him back and he was absoribing the punishment until they reached the line. She lashed out with a kick meant for his solar plexus but he caught her calf, running his hand up her thigh before pivtoing and flipping her onto her back. Once again they found themselves in the dirt together, this tim with him on top and her leg wrapped around his waist.
She was panting, looking up at him with a hungry grin as he stared down at her in he same way. He had a mind to take her there.
"I win."