Black and Purple: Wisteria Khan vs Layla Colt

[Bare]

”Mmmmmmmfh!!!” Sheena released a loud muffled roar of resistance into Layla’s thighs, which in hindsight was maybe not the best idea due to her dwindling oxyen. However the purple haired girl needed to do something, ANYTHING to show she was NOT done fighting yet.

But her resistance seemee to motivate Layla to make the hold tighter. Gritting her teeth Sheena had an… unorthodox idea. Grabbing at the inner part of Layala’s thigh Sheena would pull it forward, not tk try and pry it away completely but just create a bit of space. If successful than Sheena would do her best to shimmy and turn herself around to where her face was no pressing into Layla’s crotch.

A position that definitely brought a blush to Sheena, and more than likely Layla as well. But it was neccessary. Shifting her hands to clamp down tightly on the girl’s thighs Sheena would try and get her knees under her, and if successful, her feet next.

Than if she managed this than Sheena would push herself up to a standing position, straightening her back in the process and hopefully lifting Layla up by proxy, Sheena would then throw herself forward in an attempt to powerbomb Layla right into the mat!

[arktriumph]

Layla let out a shrill whine of effort as she tried to keep Sheena away from the ropes, the purple clad woman struggling desperately in her grip. She felt Sheena's hands prising at her thighs, and with Layla beginning to tire her legs opened just a fraction.

It was enough for Sheena to take advantage. The other wrestler twisted around awkwardly until her face was inadvertently thrust into Layla's crotch!

"Hey...what are you-?" she blurted in surprise, her headscissor loosening even more as she felt Sheena's breath between her legs, bringing a blush to the raven-haired brawler's features. She tried to shimmy back away, but it was too late. Sheena's arms clamped shut around Layla's thighs to hold her in place.

With no leverage she could only flail around as Sheena rose, first to her knees, then standing fully, bringing the Canadian with her. Layla's eyes widened in panic as she was heaved off the mat, before Sheena brought her crashing back down to earth in a thunderous power bomb!

"UNGHHHHH!" she cried, pain exploding in her back as she landed. Momentarily stunned from the impact, Layla sprawled out flat, her arms flung past her head with Sheena looming over her, the other wrestler having totally flipped the match around in the blink of an eye!

[Bare]

Sheena gasped in desperate relief as she was finally able to breathe again following that very near knockout from Layla. The dark haired girl’s legs like pythons constricting around her neck that the youngest Akan had barely managed to find a way out of. But luckily that way out had led to a turning point in the match. Getting up while rubbing her neck Sheena looked down st the stunned ravenette. Bending down she would look to capitalize on her advantage by grabbing Layla by the hair before forcing her up into a sitting, and then eventually a kneeling position.

If successful Sheena would shove the girl’s head between her thighs before bending down and hauling Layla’s body up and over her head Than if this worked she would balance the girl’s feet against her thighs while reaching up and grabbing Layla’s head, oulling her down near her own. Panting for a moment Sheena shook some stray hair out of her face. ”Good match.” She said softly knowing that Layla would hear considering how close their heads were. But it would be followed directly by Sheena leaping up and throwing herself back, in order to land her finishing move, a gorey neckbreaker she dubbed the wrath of khan!

[arktriumph]

Knocked for six by the impact of the power bomb, Layla didn't have a chance to recover as Sheena made good on her advantage, dragging her to her knees by the hair, before heaving Layla skywards. Her body was stretched out and she wriggled weakly, her feed leveraged against Sheena's thighs as the other woman pulled their heads close together.

Her eyes widened at the whispered words, but it was too late for her to do anything to stop what was coming.

"AIIIEGHHH!" a sharp, screech of pain escaped Layla's lips as she was dropped into the punishing neckbreaker, the impact sending a rattle of agony through her neck and skull. Her eyes fluttered weakly and when Sheena released her grip the black-haired beauty collapsed to the canvas flat on her back, chest heaving lightly as she lay helpless.

[Bare]

Lifting Layla up onto her shoulders Sheena grunted in exertion at the physically demanding move. Her sore body protesting at the action but she pushed through the pain and grit her teeth with a fierce fire in her eyes. This was her chance to end this once and for all and she would take it. Jumping up she smashed Layla into the mat with resounding impact as a sigh escaped her lips. Looking over her shoulder she saw Layla already flat on her back, breathing softly hut otherwise not moving. Turning she would crawl forward, on top of her opponet, sitting on her chest beofre reaching back and grabbing her leg lifting it up while pressing her other hand palm first against Layla’s chest to hold her down for a rather dominant pinfall as the ref dropped down to count.

One! Two!!”

[arktriumph]

Laid out on the mat, Layla only manged a faint coo of protest as she felt Sheena clamber on top of her, crawling up Layla's trim figure to sit on the raven-haired beauty's torso. Her leg was hooked up tight against Sheena's body, and her breath hitched in her breath with a squeak as the other woman planted a strong hand against her chest, pressing down and pinning her hard to the canvas. Layla squirmed weakly with Sheena looming over her, but she was to exhausted and sore to make any real attempt to escape. The counts boomed by inevitably...

"ONE!

"TWO!"

"THREE!"

Layla let out a faint whine of dismay and went limp beneath Sheena, her body still aching from the finishing move that had ended her hopes in this match. She could do nothing but wait for her purple-clad opponent to dismount from her dominant position, waiting for the referee to confirm the result.

[Bare]

As Sheena leaned back on her opponet she silently grit her teeth, waiting, silently praying for the ref to hurry and count the pin. She was so close she could taste victory. She only needed a few more seconds. One! Two! Three! The moment she heard tbe sound of the last cojnt being made Sheena released her opponet’s leg and practically melted off her opponet’s body onto her back as her arms shot up in the air. ”Yes!” She said aloud, ecstatic at her victory as after a moment of basking in the moment Sheena would pull herself up and look down at Layla. Smiling softly she would press her finger tips to her lips before brushing them against Layla’s cheek. Climbing up to her feet Sheena would allow the referee to raise her arm up smiling in proud satisfaction at her victory as the ref made the official announcement.

“here is your winner by pinfall… Wisteriaaaaaa Khannnnnn!!!”