She clearly knew what she was doing with the wraps, but that didn't really impress Chris. He had well over two decades of fighting experience and wasn't worried at all. Even if she knew how to fight, he had advantages when it came to height, weight and strength - and most likely experience, too. The way she was eager to go up against him she either was good or desperate to get off in a twisted way. And although he would definitely prefer option two he wasn't completely stupid.
"I'm a fucking cage fighter, sweetheart. I can take a few blows." Chris was fully prepared to block any moves she might make on him, but he wasn't really prepared for her to fight that dirty when she went for a joint lock. But he went with it and let her throw him down, grinning all the way through it. Spunky just turned a lot more interesting. When she took her knee of his back he turned around, casually crossing his arms under his head as a pillow. "So you like it dirty, that's interesting." And she had definitely caught his interest. Although he still wouldn't unleash on her like he would on a real opponent, maybe he could do this a little more seriously. Chris got back up, deliberately slow and watching her for a moment as if he was considering whether to keep this up or not, just to suddenly shoot forward, aiming to wrap his arms around her waist to throw her down.