Best When Breathless: Reina Izara vs. Florence Timmons

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Standard Smother Match
The match can only be won by submission or knockout via smother.

Flo considered going to the trouble to try and think of the most intelligent thing she had said all day, but the Brit didn't remember those things for more than an hour at the time anyway. Would have taken her a second to conjure something back up. Twirling a finger through a lock of her hair, she decided she would let the compliment pass without trying to poke holes in it and, for a moment, created a unified front with Reina against the journalist to ensure the two of them got the match they wanted. "Come on, Kimmy. You're basically a rules expert. Gotta be a rule on changing things if the people in the match want it." She tilted her head toward the chanting crowd out beyond the stage and cupped her ear as if to hear them better. "And every warm-blooded fan in the arena."

"We gotta get this going!" a stagehand called.

Kimberly, who looked to have reconsidered her own opinion of the power she held - and probably looking for a way to make this exchange even more sensational - straightened her shoulders and squirted back into the meager space between the two competitors. "You heard them, everyone! This match is now officially a smother match! And, entering the ring first-" Kimberly gestured vaguely at Flo to start moving.

Wow. Booking a match and taking the ring announcer's job all in one. Flo knew she liked what she saw from Kimberly in all her videos. Figuring they would dive right into it, Flo started to bounce and get herself warmed back up from all the talking... only for Reina to interrupt her by giving her that tug on the chin, a move straight out of a romance. Flo found it hot, and she gave the debuting beauty an even wider grin. "Don't worry your pretty little head," she said, booping Reina on the nose. "I'll have plenty of reason to smile." She winked at the woman and trotted past as her music filled the arena. "Be right in front of you, and then on toooop of youuuu."

"-Floooooreeeence Tiiiiimmooooons!"

The doll rushed her way onto the stage and rushed her way down the ramp, slapping the hands of fans already hyped by what they had heard from the interview. "She wants some of this, don't she!?" she asked anyone close enough to hear as she backed her way up the steps and left herself on display for the crowd.

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"Hmph, in your dreams yes, but..." Oh, it appears Florence is already on the move. Shaking her head in annoyance, Reina took in a deep breath and got herself ready for her first entrance in LAW.

As the crowd’s cheers and chatter over Florence turned to lull, the lights of the arena dimmed to near darkness. Even the titantron that projected LAW's logo had gone dark. Earning a current of confused chattering mixed with shrills of knowing excitement from those who knew Reina from her time in the Indies as now right on cue, the sound of trumpets and horns began to crescendo throughout the arena.

Entrance Music

Singing their stately rhythm as its sound grew more by the second. As it became clear who it was that was coming out. Causing the crowd to erupt in a swell of boos until the echoing boom of a drum drowned them out before beginning its own stately cadence as all eyes were glued to the entrance ramp. Awaiting the appearance of the arrogant woman of the hour. And thankfully for them, their wait was short-lived, because as the drums began their rhythm, a throne began to rise from the floor, while the announcer began their introduction.

“AND NOW…MAKING HER LAW DEBUT, COMING IN FROM LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA, STANDING 5’8’, AND WEIGHING IN AT 168 POUNDS COMES THE CHALLENGER! REINA, THE CONQUEROR…IIIIIIIIZAAAAAARRRAAAA!”

Cried the announcer. As now sitting crossed-legged on her ornate ebony throne sat Reina herself, soaking in all the boos, and scattered cheers from her indie fans as even she had to take a moment and watch. This was it, this was what she spent so long breaking her body for, this moment, this stage, it all felt like a dream come true. Because now as she sits amongst this sea of noise, she thinks back to her parents. Remembering every sacrifice and struggle throughout her childhood and early career. All those barely caught flights and growing pains of learning the ropes, all lead up to this. As her gaze locked onto her Silver-haired opponent, the technician steeled herself as she rose from her throne. Hearing the hum of the music at her back, as golden lights began to fill the arena, Reina pointed to Florence and jabbed her thumb back to seat her throne.

Because now, it was time for business, so with her arms held behind her back, Reina marched towards the ring with a steely calm, ready to finally shut this jester up, and begin her debut with a dominant victory. Marching out to the ring with her arms tied behind her back, Reina's eyes never left Florence as she made her way to the ring, while her fans tried to fight against the overwhelming seas of boos with a few scattered cries of Reina in the air. Although her face didn't show it, Reina would be a liar if she said hearing her fans follow her here didn't give her a warm feeling. And so, when Reina stepped into the ring and climbed up a turnbuckle in front of Florence, she motioned the front row to bow as she raised her flexing arms for the world to see. Showing off her every curve before turning her head to Florence, giving her butt a spank in front of her silver-haired opponent before walking up to her with a cold focused gaze.

"Keep your eyes on my face jester, because before long, you won't be seeing it again for a long time."

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Flo would call Reina's decent as entrances went.

No, the beauty gave credit where due. After more flaunting for the crowd, the Brit eventually propped up against the ropes to watch, occasionally popping a knee high and swinging her arms - and some other prominent part of her that liked to swing - to get hyped. Flo had always opted to make herself and her looks as the show, no frills included except the ones on her skimpy attire. But she liked spectacles, and Reina provided her with plenty to watch. Overtly narcissistic, yeah, but in Flo's experience, narcissism and wrestling walked hand in hand. Besides, if Reina had waltzed out to Mambo No. 5 wearing a chicken suit after all that bluster backstage, Flo would have fainted on the spot and made for a great throne... or laughed herself silly.

But, nope, Reina showed off and spanked her ass in Flo's direction. The session wrestler sarcastically clapped at the sound of the smack. She'd have to give it one of those smacks later, she noted, with Reina bent over her knee. Couldn't beat a good, spankable butt. With the ref rushing her way into the ring - poor girl probably had to check on the whole last-minute rules change with someone in charge - Flo ran her hands through her endless mane of white hair to tuck it all back behind her shoulders and lightly patted her own cheeks, stomach, and thighs to complete her warmup ritual on the way to meet Reina in the middle of the ring. She already had her smile ready for the bigger woman.

Who obviously had words for her. Flo scrunched her face, thinking. "Doesn't that also work if I'm sitting on yours?" she asked, raising a finger as if to say I got you there. "Really hope you're as good as you think, love. I won't be the only one gettin' you to relive tonight if this goes south." She wriggled her butt and inclined her chin toward her own chest to mark them as south before closing the distance that much more, their chests a brush from touching. The ref eased closer, ready to call for the bell if anything happened, but Flo's only offense was bouncing on her feet as she stared into Reina's eyes.

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If there was any genuine compliment Reina could give Florence, it was that she certainly did have a nice body. As much as her pride hated to admit it, she had to give Florence her props. Especially for a match like this. And although Florence’s body may be heavenly, it would be a cold day in hell before Reina would let herself fall beneath it. Because if she said all that she said and then lost to this clown, she would never forgive herself for that failure. Not to mention Florence herself, but that would never happen. She was going to make sure of that.

“Oh believe me, I am that damn good, jester. Just pray you can back up all that gyrating when you deal with me.”

Ding-ding-ding!

At the sound of the bell, Reina sized up Florence, raised her hands, and attempted to start things off with a good ole test of strength. So if Florence obliged, Reina would attempt to gauge which one of them was stronger. She already assumed it would be her in any regard, but getting a read on Florence would help her determine a clearer strategy from there on.

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Flo, her clients, and a good number of her opponents could attest - she could back up her gyrating, and she leveled a knowing smile at Reina. While she had learned to fight in the ring with the best of them, her bread and butter still remained putting her gyrating parts to the best use. Heck, she'd call for a smother match every single week if she could convince the people booking the matches. She never tired of trying to best another body with hers after she had worked so hard to make hers happen.

And Reina didn't take long to set up Flo's first attempt at body-besting the second the bell rang. Flo got put in matches against bigger women all the time given her wrestling style. Those bigger women always wanted a test of strength because they had bigger bodies. Big mistake. Stifling the devilish glee that tried to creep across her face, Flo stretched out her arms to crack her knuckles and squared up to lock hands with Reina. She cautiously locked one set of hands, then cautiously locked the other.

Then she threw caution to the wind. She exploded with her head lowered like a bull, putting all of her manic energy into jolting Reina backward with the very first push.

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Watching Florence with an ever-cautious gaze, the roar of the crowd and any other distraction around her fell to a murmur the second she felt Florence’s hands lace with her own. First, one hand, then the other, and finally out of nowhere, came Florence like a freight train! And before Reina could dig in her heels, this silver bull in front of her pushed her back with a heaving thrust!

With widened eyes and a sneering face, Reina tried to dig into the mat, grinding the soles of her boots into the ring again and again. But with Florence putting her whole weight and speed behind this thrust, it would be in vain. As before Reina knew it, she soon felt the ropes touch her back. While to her front, she felt a new weight clamber over her. Pressing her deeper in the ropes as she felt all of Florence’s body grind on top of her own. And for the first time in knowing each other, Reina would have to look up at Florence. Feeling the weight and size of her chest fall over her face, Reina glared at the powerhouse with flaming eyes and a hot face burning from embarrassment. This would not do, so, in a muffled growl, Reina said - “Umph, don’t get cocky!”

As now with leverage behind her, Reina would stamp her feet to the mat and attempt to push Florence back to the center of the ring. And if that succeeded, Reina would then try to snake her leg around Florence’s and take her down to the mat to give her a taste of her own medicine.

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Like a charm. Florence couldn't call herself the strongest woman in every room. She might crack the top ten strongest in most combinations of the people the League deemed as middleweights, but that still left a few dozen people in the building who could outlift her. But she would dare anyone to find another wrestler who could throw more boundless energy and intensity behind her weight. The moment her legs started moving, they didn't stop moving, and if the ropes hadn't been there, they still wouldn't have stopped moving until Reina had ended up back against the wall of gorilla. After the initial push, Flo peeked up to force Reina to watch her smiling through her clenched jaw. "Next stop..."

...Ropes. Flo only let up once the other woman couldn't retreat any further, and even then, she only let up so she could transition her arms to push Reina down and smush herself up against the woman's taller frame with all the sensual, dominant energy of a school cheerleader trapping a nerd against the lockers. She couldn't maneuver them both into position for her to fully smother the other woman between her breasts, but she angled them close so she could shake them in her face nonetheless. "Got 'em right... here, already right and ready for your face, Rein-y," she teased, between grunts.

Miss Mouthy didn't look too mouthy nor happy, but she made some use of her irritation. Flo didn't know how long she could keep Reina at bay with her having the benefit of the ropes, but she got her answer when the woman managed to push her up and out of the dominant press and forced the Brit to retreat. Flo gave ground, though not too much, as the muscles in toned back and legs popped to avoid giving up too much ground - but it didn't matter. There went her foot, tangled by Reina's, and there went her balance. Strength? Lots of it. Balance? Not always.

She plopped onto a thigh, still trying to push Reina up and away but with less than no leverage to actually succeed.

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“Hmph, and would you look at that…so do I~” Reina cooed in a sickeningly sweet voice as she turned the tables on the silver powerhouse. Watching as the session wrestler fell to a knee before her filled the prideful woman with a vindicated glee. Now this, was how things should’ve been from the start! A dominant Reina forced the cocky Florence on her knees as she went to take advantage of the situation.

But as She pressed down against the doll, Reina felt Florence try and push back. Attempting to shove her away back to the center of the ring. But, with her position now, there was no chance of that occurring again. But instead of going for the usual pin, Reina had another idea, instead of staying in a deadlock, perhaps she should use this strength to her advantage. And so when she went to push against Florence once more, the conquer baited Florence into a lunge, instead of pressing back with all her strength and weight, Reina's arms turned slack, and attempted to use that rising momentum to swing the silver-haired wrestler to the ground in a hip toss! Driving the stronger woman to the mat she went to coil her arms around Florence’s head trying to introduce Flo into her own bountiful chest as a haughty laugh left the American’s lips.

“Now then..isn’t that much better ‘love~?’” Reina said mocking Florence’s accent as she pushed her face deeper against her breasts, finally shutting up her annoyance for once.

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With all the intimate fights she got into, all the body-to-body action, Flo had learned how to read the subtleties in an opponent. She could pick up tension, changes in leverage, even a hardening nipple, or a change in heat. Having hypersensitivity to anything and everything probably helped. Flo, jaw clenched, knew Reina had the strength advantage over her despite all her efforts to push back up. Any idiot knew the woman standing tall could flatten the one hovering on her knee anytime she wanted. She knew something was up when Reina's stance shifted. She couldn't be bothered to figure it out, so she pumped upward with another shove, her upper arms bulging.

She figured it out when her body whipped into sudden momentum and she watched her body and legs flipping across Reina's thick body. A squeak poured from her throat, and she rocked the canvas with her landing. While the Derbyshire doll didn't actually doubt that Reina had wrestling skills - she must have had some talent to be so confident - Reina confirmed those skills for her and left her gazing up with something akin to pleasant surprise on her face. No, she didn't like being put down, but as long as it didn't shatter any bones, she could appreciate the ride. "Neat, you can do wrestle stu-" And there came her breasts.

She snapped Flo's head into place between her tits before the beauty could do anything to stop her, and a low, muffled whine emerged as her pretty features disappeared. As she got shoved down deeper and had her nose sealed off, Flo had to admit to a few things - they were certainly warm, smooth, and smother-worthy breasts. Mother must have been proud. But Flo knew her way out of smothers. She tried the fastest one first, shooting a palm up violently at Reina's chin to rattle every tooth in her skull.

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Grinding herself deeper to the mat, Reina wrenched and coiled her beefy arms tighter around Florence’s head as much as she could. She turned and tightened her hold at every grind she could to smother the doll even deeper against her chest. As Florence’s whining sounded like music to her ears, this was the cocky wrestler's place, beneath her, and whining into her better's assets. Not only to punish Flo for her transgressions but also to drain more of that boundless energy. Reina was vain, yes, but she certainly wasn’t a fool. The name of the match was smother for a reason, unless you ground the fight out of your opponent, they’d just get back up and keep on bugging you every step of the way. And for this silver beauty, Reina could tell she had energy and power to spare! But with how easily she rocked Florence on her back she was certain she would chip that energy away very soon. But first, a little trash talk on the side couldn’t hurt, right?

"I apologize, what was that jester? I can't hear-oomph?!" Correction, A little trash talk could hurt, especially when you lose track of your opponent’s powerful arms! So in a skull-shaking palm to her chin, Reina couldn’t help but spasm as she flopped to her back. Cradling her chin as she tried her best to regain control. But with how her head got rocked, any strategy or hold her mind could think of was long since scattered. Because now, instead of moving with a purpose, her arms may as well have been trying to catch air with how they were flinging around. Hurling herself up to her ass, the seated conqueror tried her best to grab a hold of Florence as she growled out in anger.

“Get…back here!”