Jazmine DeLuxe vs Oriane Dubois - Pride and Passion

[JustAUnicorn]

Jazmine felt the knee bury itself deep into Oriane’s midsection and the way the other woman’s body folded around the impact. The grunt that tore out of her was pure satisfaction. She kept that iron grip on the wrist, not letting Oriane drop all the way, holding her there half-doubled over while the pink-haired girl tried to find her legs again. Jazmine’s chest rose and fell steady, that mean little smirk stretching wider as she looked down at her.

“There it is,” Jazmine said, voice low and thick with attitude. She gave the captured wrist a sharp tug, forcing Oriane to stumble a little bit closer. “I knew you couldn't keep up those pretty little dodges forever. Welcome to the real shit, baby.”

She didn’t give her time to recover. Still controlling the wrist, Jazmine yanked Oriane forward and slightly upward so her upper body stayed bent. In the same motion she released the wrist, hooked her right arm tight around the back of Oriane’s neck and head in a three-quarter facelock, and dropped her own weight hard toward the mat. She was attempting to drive Oriane’s jaw and face straight down into her shoulder in a sharp stunner, looking to snap her neck forward and plant both of them in the center of the ring.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Oriane winced as Jazmine jerked her arm roughly, sending a jolt of pain radiating through her abused abdomen. She stumbled forward unsteadily, vision swimming from the early blow she took. Before she could gather her bearings, strong arms encircled her throat and neck, squeezing mercilessly.

"No--mmph!!" Oriane's protest morphed into a strangled cry as Jazmine wrenched her head downward, her face smashing into the other wrestlers's shoulder. Agony exploded along her chin cracked against bone, the impact rattling her entire frame.

Oriane crumbled like a ragdoll as the stunner connected, her knees buckling and sending her sprawling backwards. She landed heavily on her backside in the middle of the ring, head thudding against the canvas. Stars swam in her vision briefly from the forceful slamming of her face into Jazmine's shoulder. For a moment, she lay stunned, gasping softly as she struggled to refocus.