Aculina Aslanov vs Seras Quinoa

[Monsy]

The third slam delivered Cryo onto her knees, positioned on their left. She inhaled a huge guff and ushered it out with a sigh. A tranquil sense brimmed, yet perked when something peculiar was sighted. Scarred, soft tissue that fissured over an eye. Curious, for sure — but it didn’t stop the venom, met only with the same fortitude.

〝Don’t complain.〞 She snapped, then lurched to cast a shadow that swallowed Seras whole. First an arm outstretched to hook beneath the left armpit and folded up to press upon their nape, joined by a second hand that attempted to trap their right. A full Nelson, coupled with muscular legs as her waist hovered over theirs. One leg tried to envelop the waist and throw her weight towards the side, only then would the second leg coil as well.

〝You better than that.〞

Should success find her strokes, her chest pushed into their nape, saved only by cold hands that pushed down. And her head stationed above, gazed down and made a small hum. As the song drew on, the thigh-coil on Seras tightened. Second-by-second, constriction mounted; slow and steady but constant and unstoppable.

[Aeri]

“I.. ain’t.. complaining..”

She’d growl softly. Aculina’s muscular arms wrapped around her frame, locking up her arms. She’d twist, trying to slip out of it but the hold was only locked in further..! The fiery little blonde hissed, feeling trapped.. and the sensation furthered as she was brough to the ground and being crushed between a pair of powerful thighs. A slight shiver ran through her body as pain began to surge through her frame..

But in response to her earlier retort.. she had a slight smile..

“I’m.. just saying what’s on my mind..! Feels good.. you should.. try it!”

Seras wasn’t going to take it lying down. Planting the soles of her feet on the mat, she’d push up, lifting up her waist and trying to break out of the powerful grip Cyro had on her! Her head would lash back, Seras trying to ram her head into Aculina’s, hoping to break her grip on her nape and stun her, to give her a fighting chance at least..!

[Monsy]

It’s quite the catch this early on. Arms hooked arms, legs coiled around the waist; each exhale tightened the noose on both fronts.

“No.”

The giant had Seras bewebbed. All exits closed or unfeasible, with nowhere to squirm. But Seras brought her own surprise, which came in a thick skull that besieged Aculina’s nose. A tickle of pain addled her skull, and her head drew back as the numbness plague spread throughout her face. Both arms and legs released and pushed upon the shoulder blades to throw them off. She rolled in tandem, punched the canvas to bring herself up to a knee. Her shoulders and arms slumped, a hazed stare set upon her opponent, now freshened with blood that poured from her nose and wet her lips.

“Mm…” The hum continued from before. A humble, slow tune that aided her through the water that mucked up her vision.

[Aeri]

“O-oops.. didn’t.. mean to draw blood..”

She’d murmur softly. Having been released from the constricting death grip of Aculina, Seras rolled off. She’d slowly stand upwards and look at Cyro.. normally, she’d help her opponent out a bit. But she feared that if she’d show such weakness, she would regret it. So an apology was the most she’d get till after the match, before.. racing forwards. She’d twirl a bit, before lifting her leg up as high as she could..

“Sorry!”

And then stomping on her head, using it as a stepping stone, before slamming her face down into the canvas with a hearty THUD!!

[Monsy]

The feeling of blood course her lips was a salty mix. Warm yet silent, a liquor that had no flavour, so she wouldn’t open her mouth and instead allow it to dress her chin in thin coated stripes. Her head dipped to watch the mat swirl. Two mats, three mats, and split into four, this maze, too hard to traverse, to understand. And a voice that called out midst of nowhere and rung without a needed response. Just what did they say?

Neither did it matter.

Black swallowed Aculina’s vision as her head whipped into the canvas. Her forehead bore the brunt, rebounded and landed again flush. Pain swam as a school of fish that ran free throughout her body and weighed it down. A sigh mellowed through loose lips that kissed the canvas and dripped a sense of drool with her eyes cusped in a slow blink. There was this sense that she was floating. Not in the sky, nor deep into an ocean, but there and only there she’d remain until Seras woke her from her winter.

[Aeri]

Breathing hard, Seras stared down at Aculina on the mat. She wondered if she was down for the count? The blonde battle had hit her pretty hard after all, as she’d roll Aculina over, checking out her glassy eyes. Sighing softly, she’d use the fabric of her sleeve to wipe off some of the blood, as she’d caress her dizzy foes cheek.

“There.. we.. go. All presentable again.”

She’d then promptly lift up Cyro’s head, locking her thighs around it. Pinning her butt into her face, while choking her out with her thighs, she’d sit up again.. wondering if she was out, and if this was unnecessary? But never too safe, she’d thought.. so she’d clench her grip just a bit, the referee checking to see if Aculina was out of it!

[Monsy]

The warmth of the canvas coaxed her face. Blood smeared onto the canvas like paint. And as her shoulder rolled towards the lights, then crashed, her arm flung out and smacked the ground like a fallen iceberg. Her gaze pitched up, then locked with her opponent as their sleeve swiped her lower-face, only to grip her hair and coil her skull in a prison of warm, soft skin. Darkness came over her vision as a rear throned her countenance and moulded over each feature like dough. The skirt swallowed their action while underwear fabric push against Aculina’s nose and mouth. She held a deep breath and bore no response.

When the referee beckoned her consciousness, she replied in secret. A warm stroke of her tongue met the fabric presented, flicked, and withdrew. Her arms rallied, hooked the legs and snapped up, and hoped to seize their wrists, then pull them deep into her face. She’d sit up, hold her breath and crane her neck back. One foot slammed against the canvas. Weight piled on, a pressure built inside the limb before she exploded into a leap.

At last, she tugged the wrists and kicked out her legs to land bottom-first and hope to bring her opponent flush onto their face before her.

[Aeri]

She’d sit down upon Cyro’s face, softly grinding up against her. As the referee showed that indeed, she was not out.. she had gotten her response already, eliciting a small shriek of surprise, music to her foes easier. Aculina began to rise, standing up.. up and bringing Seras with her! She’d let out a gasp of surprise.. being lifted so high, as she’d grip Aculina hands, unwilling to let go..

But that wasn’t her choice to make. Cyro sat down, slamming her face against the mat with a loud thud, a gasp escaping her lips. Blood spilt from her nose, covering her lips and the canvas in the liquid, a small cry of pain escaping her lips..*

“O-ouch..” She’d murmur quietly, her head ringing from the devastating slam!

[Monsy]

The impression was engraved, perhaps savoured. It’s been a short while since someone last mounted her visage, although this was the maiden sit inside the ring. For that reason, it also had to end, and it came unravelled by a facebuster. A spectacle that unfurled the power of winter to all who might've doubted.

Seated, a tender tongue coursed over stiff brims, glossed by an icy thumb. She took her time to stand with a singular knee that lumbered up, foot shuffled then planted; her hands reached; one to grab the skirt, another for a handful of suit betwixt the shoulder blade.

〝That was good.〞She said.

An angelic sigh fizzled. She held a sharp intake. Aculina flexed her arms and heaved the woman at eye-level, launched herself up from the weight applied on her forward leg and came down to drop their stomach across her jutted knee.

[Aeri]

Her dazed body lying on her back, Seras softly groaned. She’d feel nothing but pain throughout her face as she’d bring her palms to her bleeding visage, cupping it and caressing it. She’d shudder from the pain, her head spinning..

A small groan escaped. Suddenly being lifted up, Cyro lifting her up to eye height.. before lifting her up and SLAMMING her down to her knee, the appendage digging into her stomach deep, causing a strangled gasp to escape her lips. Her head whirled, as she was bent forwards, her arms dangling limply from the hold..!

“U-Urgh..!”