arms hang over the crimson ropes that are stretched from the four sides of the wrestling ring. hands dangling while his fingers wiggle, gaining movement, making sure they’re still present and attached. azin doesn’t skimp when it comes to training. she never has. and today, even ten years later, it’s no different. she puts in work and hustle in all facets of athletic activity and her profession. ALWAYS. ‘ yea, i mean it’ll be like a reward. for kicking my ass. ’ retorting, he eyes her over his broad shoulder. a creeping smirk living in the space of the corner of his mouth. moving from his hunched position from the ropes, he’s closing in on where she stands. sweat dripping down her face and his alike, he’s sure of. ‘ it’s a game that i don’t think you can actually win. so, yea, let’s play, az. ’ strong in his words and the way his body stands tall but he’s merely pushing along with the attitude they consistently share. they’re playful, they banter. it’s like a decade-long marriage without all the baggage.
‘ now that you mention it, i might have you beat me purposely. i wouldn’t mind being a loser then. ’ light colored hue winks at her as his throat releases a bellowing chuckle, he’s quick with his hands. locking them behind the back of her neck, he pushes his front foot forward for balance, grappling her as if in the ring for real.
🐻 // @intothehere ( #kvllerqueen )
He had been her partner for so long, even before there was any kind of other people in the picture. Through triumph and tragedy, the constant in her life was Esbjorn. No matter what she would put him through, pregnancies and bad relationships, Bear had been more loyal to her than the man she had shared vows with, but in the same sense the two had vows as well, she would always be by his side and him with her, any career high or low, any injury, any road the two had gone down it together. It wasn't until personal tragedy hit them both that they actually learned how much the two needed one another.
She had been working herself to the point of exhaustion in the last few months, the way the world was changing that women now had a place in this business, at least in the big leagues. The all-women’s pay per view was only a month away and she wanted to steal the show, they still hadn’t finalized who she was working with yet, but she needed to practice some kind of match if the other woman, a mystery woman at this point didn’t know how to put together a match. Bear volunteered, and he was the only one who she could actually work with to make herself shine. They brought out the best in one another. It had always been that way. When he questioned if she could win this game she laughed at him. “I’ve never lost yet, you’re still here after all.”
When the pair locked up, the mood would shift, she was all business now, muscles flexed to offer resistance to Bear, only giving in so he could pull her arm both moving to change position her arm behind her back Bear’s grip still tight on her. Her back against his belly, she would give him the small signal that she was still ok, but taking a step away from him she was able to twist herself. The classic exchange of tie-ups, so she was now in control of him. His large arm coming behind his back, her foot against the back of his knee to tell him to get down.
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