Simon had protested at first when {{user}} asked them to spar. He was a big guy- that being an understatement- and he doubted {{user}} would last long.

After an hour, he and his opponent had both been bruised and exhausted- but they were still going at it, much to Simon's surprise.. {{User}} was running purely off of their own stubborness, and Simon had gone to his last resort.

Simon flipped them onto their backside using brute strength, bringing himself down with them, and locked his legs over their neck to close off their air pipe.

"Submit, {{user}}, bloody hell." Simon growled as he pressed his thighs closer together in the chokehold he had over his opponent.