Beach Theashin': Chris Yukine vs Veronika Noir

[GolemGuardian]

Chris' position wasn't a favorable one, she'd admit. Being under your opponent unless you had a hold really locked in was almost always a bad move. But she wasn't going to quit, squeezing her legs as tight as she could around the slim waist. "Keep talking tough. We'll see how that works in a few sec-AAUGH!" She'd be cut off mid taunt as her hands were freed and an elbow repeatedly slammed into her side and nails begin to leave long, red trails as they raked up her thighs. With her newly freed hands she'd try and rip the hand from her leg and block the crashing elbows, each blow being followed by more screeches Veronika no doubt enjoyed, but it would end up a fruitless endeavor.

Her legs would soon loosen enough for Veronika to act. Now facing her, the dancer would do so without hesitation,, wrapping her arms around her, slowly getting back to her feet, and clinching in a brutal bearhug. "AAAAAAAGGGHHHH!" Despite herself she couldn't help but scream in pain from the hold, her formerly targeted ribs put under strain as she was tightly squeezed.

The crowd's cheers would grow worried at the sound, trying to cheer her on and counter the Franco-Austrian's tight grasp, or break herself free, or something. Anything.

But they'd fall on deaf ears, pain drowning them all out as she fruitless tried to push herself free. Momentum had finally returned to Veronika's side, and she could only fear whatever she had in store for her.

[RedShinigami]

Chris was the crowd favourite no doubt about that, even if Veronika had a lot of fans too as her beauty and charisma were undeniable.
The fans now watched in horror as the smaller wrestler was squeezed between the dancers arms.

Veronikas strength was nothing to write home about but a bearhug was'nt just sheer brute strength but also tactic.
Veronika had the smaller wrestler in a tight grasp abd gave her long and intense squeezes before pausing and then do the same again.

"Hmmm well thats music in my ears. Come on mon cher, scream a little louder for me!",Veronika moaned and got really arroused with their bodies pressed together and Chris in trouble.
Veronika shifted their position so that Chris legs could wrap around her waist before giving her another long and painful squeeze, denying any air to enter the lightweights lungs.

[GolemGuardian]

While the crowd was certainly still cheering for Chris to escape, cheers for the Franco-Austrian were starting to grow as well amidst them. The pained screams of the lightweight must have piqued their interest. That, or the fact the bigger woman was taking back control of the match instead of getting knocked on her ass got their attention back. Whatever the reason, it hurt Chris a little at how quickly their favor had shifted.

Not as much as the bearhug would, of course. The rocker's screams continued as the squeeze continued, her sides on fire as the hold intensified. She would keep pushing on her foe, but it was useless. She was trapped, and she hated every second of it. Her sides screamed, she was having trouble breathing, and to top it off the dancer was getting off on her suffering.

What made it all feel so much worse were those brief pauses. Just when she would get a chance to get something in her lungs, when she would curse out Veronika in her thoughts, it started all over again.

Chris was struggling to come up with something, anything, to get out of her grasp. But with pain dulling her mind, and oxygen failing to make it up there, her screams began to slowly die down and her arms grew limp. She was starting to fade, slowly but surely. If she didn't think of something soon, she was going to lose.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika enjoyed how the tables had turned as she had her arms wrapped firmly around the lightweighr, slowl squeezing the life out of her.
"Whats wrong mon cher? Can't take a little hug? Well too bad..."
The ref went over to them to check on Chris while the crowd seemed at a draw to who to chant for.
She tried to liff the arm of the limp lightweight but Veronika turned away.
"Oh no, this is far from over. I promised that you would become my punching bag so..."
Veronika dragged the limp lightweight to a corner and shoved her into it.
"Come on Fräulein, wake up! We have a match here!", Veronika said and gave the lightweight a nasty backhand on the collarbone getting a loud: "Oooh!", from the crowd when Veronika followed it up by putting her foot on Chris throat starting to cornerchoke her.
The ref appeared behind her and started to count.
"Let her breathe! I count you out...1..2.."
The scantly clad dancer smirked and let go of the lightweights throat only to stand before her and shake her head.
"You made a mistake coming to this ring today...and I let you pay for it...",the Franco-Austrian said, taking Chris as some form of substitute for Suzume, the lightweight that had beaten her, close but still.
And if Chris did'nt come up with something than the blonde would start a cavalcade of punches and kicks into the midsection of her opponent.

[GolemGuardian]

How long had she been in the hold now? Seconds? Minutes? Hours? It was nearly impossible for her to tell as everything grew closer and closer to blackness. She had to admit, she was a bit embarrassed by her performance. One misstep was all it'd taken and everything had fallen to a dead stop. And worst of all it was to one of the worst types of people: an arrogant, sadistic, shameless bitch who wouldn't stop running her mouth if you paid her to. That was all she could process in her brain as the hold continued. Not even the ref attempting to check on her or the divided cheers would reach her brain.

She groaned after getting shoved right into the corner by her foe, seeming to barely register it and only stopping herself from falling to her butt because instinct or something placed her arms over the top ropes. It wasn't until the harsh backhand struck her collarbone that any life would return to her. "Gah!" And the world started to return, shortly figuring out where she was now. Before she could eve start to get air back in her lungs, the dancer squashed that immediately by placing her foot on her neck and choking her once more. Her arms wanted to move, to try and remove the appendage, but she was still winded and had to wait for the ref's count for it to end.

Once it had, her lungs began greedily sucking in air, her chest rising and falling in quick succession. Her eyes once more closed as the dancer opened her damned mouth again, taunting her more maliciously now. It only soured the mood she was in. Whether it was on purpose or not, her words would strike a chord in the rocker.

Mistake? She didn't make any mistakes here. She showed she was able to bring Veronika down, just like she said. She showed that their weight class difference wasn't going to decide this match. Embarrassed when she started it or not, there was no way she'd call this a mistake. A truly devoted rock star NEVER made mistakes!

The only mistake was Veronika giving Chris any time to breath.

"Go." Her hands tightly gripped onto the top ropes, almost painfully so. "To." Her head leaned back, bending her knees slightly and bracing herself for what she was about to try.

"HELL!" Jumping up to the bottom rope, Chris thrust her head forward to try and headbutt Veronika, making up for the height difference so she could actually hit her face. But she wasn't done there. While that hopefully stunned the dancer, Chris would hop up to the second set of ropes, quickly bounce off them. Unless her plan was interrupted, she'd wrap her legs around Veronika's head and squeeze while her hips dropped. And with one final push, where all her momentum should accumulate, she'd throw her hips back up, leaning to the right and downwards in an attempt to hurricarana Veronika over the top ropes and into the sandy ground below.

If it all went as planned, her grip on the ropes would keep Chris from joining her below and let her return to the ring and away from the ropes. And it would give her a bit of time to recover, as that was one hell of a fall. However long she had, she'd make the most of it when her for returned.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika wanted to start her torturous punchings as she heard something from the slumped down Rock Star.
"Huh, what was that?",she grinned and expected Chris to curse her or even better beg for mercy!
She came closer, something she would regret seconds later when pain exploded in her face after her cocky little opponent managed to deliver a massive headbutt that got the crowd pumping!
"Agh! You bitch! My nose!",she snarled and fell to the ropes, holding her face.

When she took them away she was giving her opponent a deathglare, ready to beat her up just before the legs of the Rockstar wrapped around her her legs around her head, squeezing it and with a sudden pull she shoved the arrogant Franco-Austrian over the ropes down into the hot sand where she landed headfirst.
"Gaghnffffh..."
The beautiful dancer looked like an ostrich sticking is head into the ground while both women used the pause to get themselves together while the crowd chanted.

[GolemGuardian]

"Take... that.." Chris would breath out after her successful move, lying on her back as she recovered. The crowd was back on her side after that, but she could also hear a few jeers from the people who had been rooting for Veronika, looking forward to her brutalization. But she'd ignore those people. They'd be cheering for her soon enough. They had earlier, after all. She thinks. It's actually hard to tell who was cheering her and who was cheering the sensual vixen she fought.

She would have liked to just lay there and recover as much as possible, but she knew Veronika could recover at any moment. So with a bit of strain, the rocker would sit back up, get to her knees, and force herself back up. If she got back up before Veronika did, Chris would see her prone position, and actually laugh a little."Hahaha, what? Getting scared there and trying to hide?" She'd taunt, knowing it would only infuriate the Franco-Austrian more if she could hear her. Which was the point. She wanted to make her try to get back up before she was as recovered as she wanted.

Whether that even happened, if Veronika got back up before her, or if they got back up at the same time, Chris would start clapping at the crowd, hyping them up as they began to clap along. "Hey! Hey!" She chanted with each clap, the crowd begins to chant along. This was going to be a big move, and she wanted the crowd, and Veronika, to know it.

Running to the ropes behind her, the rocker rebounded off, running straight towards where her foe was. "OOIIIIIYYYAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" She'd scream as she jumped above the top rope, flipping as she did so and attempted to crash back first into Veronika for what she was certain would be a brutal suicide senton if it hit. She'd hesitate on the follow through, just incase Veronika somehow was in better shape than she thought she'd be.

[RedShinigami]

Veronika felt the hot sand all around her lucious body as her scantly clad but was wiggling in the air.
The fall did'nt hurt that much as the sand cushioned much of it, but what hurt her ears was the shittalking of her opponent.
She put both her hands down and got out of the sand, wiping the coarse substance out her eyes and from
her face when she looked up.

"Don't make me laugh you little slut! Why not join me and show the crowd what you are made off!",the dancer invited her with open arms.
"I had you almost in there and everybody saw it, ain't I right?", she screamed and indeed the part of the crowd that was chanting for Veronika were alive again.
"Merci beaucoup!",she smiled and stuck out her butt, wiggling it for the crowd.
But it seemed her hebris got the best out of her again as suddenly Chris came sailing towards her in a suicide dive and rammed her full force.
"Gakh!"
Veronikas scantly clad body was thrown backwards as she hit the hot sand again.
"Dammit...",she said and looked up to see Chris up to her feet again.
"Kleines Stück Scheiße...",she snarled "Little Shit" in german as she Chris had the advantage again...

[GolemGuardian]

Well, if Veronika wanted her out there, she was more than happy to oblige her. Only instead of just climbing out, she'd leap over the ropes and crash right into her. That's what she gets for her show of hubris for the crowd. Wiggle your butt like an idiot, get knocked on it like an idiot.

Finally continuing her advance, Chris jumped down and extended her leg out, aiming a leg drop right across the dancer's throat. And then she'd get back up and go for a second, before finishing off with a third attempt. Less because of strategy, even though the blows should give her some breathing difficulty if they all hit, but moreso because she hoped it would get her to shut up again. "Still want me out here with ya, bitch?" She'd quickly taunt with a smirk.

And why not, she figured one more hit couldn't hurt things. If she was right Veronika should be breathless enough for it. And it might get another pop from the fans. What could the harm be?"Now let's make sure all the air is out of those damned lungs."

Turning her back to Vernokia, standing perpendicular beside her, making sure her footing was good. Should that be uninterrupted, she would leap up and flip backwards, crashing down on the dancer's midsection with a standing moonsault. That should keep her down for a bit longer if it worked. Though who knew what Veronika'd try now out of the rocker's gaze.

[RedShinigami]

Veronikas body was jerking up when Chris hit the standing legdrop.
But she quickly followed with a second and a third!
The crowd was chanting for Chris again, recognizing her strong comeback.
Veronikas scantly clad body, covered in sweat and sand twitched while her breathing was laboured.
"Nghhh...", was all she could say as her opponent was quickly on her feet again.

She looked up through halfclosed lids as Chris turned her back on her, trying a daring move that sure would hurt Veronika.
But even this realisation could'nt make her faster she needed to recover and so the beautiful dancer got the full blow of the standing moonsault, making her body jerk up again.
"Ughaaaaaah!",she screamed as the air was pressed out of her lungs.
She was now under Chris, breathing heavily with her arms and legs limply outstretched to her sides.