Purple Clash! - Ember Sykes vs Heather Sunderland (Completed)

[Darius 2.0]

Flattened under the weight of her heavier opponent's attack, Ember didn't move, quite simply because she did not have the strength to do so anymore. That aerial attack had completely devastated her more than any other move in the match. From the crowd's reaction and the way her body was feeling right now, she had to guess she had been hit with Heather's finisher. That was about how Ember felt right now: finished.

In a half conscious daze, the smaller girl could feel Heather begin to shift on top of her. She had to be going for the pin. No matter how much Ember willed her body into movement, there was simply so way she was going to be able to stop it from happening. Frankly, it was a miracle she was still conscious. Even more unfortunate, Heather opted to not go for a simple leg hook pin. Through her half opened eyes, Ember saw the familiar sight of Heather's chest descending on her, before her vision went dark.

"Mmmmpphhh...." Ember mewled weakly from Heather's busom. With her arms pinned and her shoulders held down by the weight of her opponent's breasts, the ref dropped to the mat to start the count!

"ONE.....TWO....."

[TiefBlau]

Heather was all grins as she kept her chest firmly against Ember's face, sticking her tongue out just slightly as the ref was well into the count, finally finishing it off with that third count!

"THREE!"

The bell finally rang and Heather was announced as the winner of the match, a rush of relief came over her, just--putting her in a position where the pressure of the hard match was finally completely gone. Someone as much of a looker as Ember was..difficult for Heather when she used smothering sorts, but she managed to get by it this time! She was improving bit by bit!

She sat up atop Ember, making sure she didn't make her pass out underneath her chest, grinning wide as she looked down at her. "Ahaa--I hope the way I pinned you doesn't cause any hard feelings or anything." She let out, waving it off a little, trying to keep the smile full on her face with her hands on her hips.

[Darius 2.0]

With the final count of three, Ember's first defeat in LAW was complete. The smaller woman let out a final groan of dismay into Heather's chest at the realization. She had put up a good fight, but in the end she couldn't defeat her more veteran opponent. Heather's high flying moves and general ring experience was something Ember could not match despite her best efforts.

When Heather finally moved that chest of hers off of Ember's face, she started to breath normal again, panting heavily from the exertion of the match. The crowd around them cheered in support of both competitors but it was the woman straddling her waist who they celebrated as the victor. Then Heather gave an offer of no hard feelings. That despite the cheeky way she had pinned Ember, she bore no ill will towards the shorty.

Ember could hardly blame her for that after giving her own butt smother earlier, so in response she would grin back at Heather, unable to do much else in the moving department. "No worries," she replied hoarsely, still in the process of trying to breath normally again. "It was a good match. I'm glad we had it, even if I lost. Just shows I got a lot more to learn if I'm gonna make it big."