Great Luvia Vs. Heather Sunderland

[Devastated]

Those painful jolts of pressure causing the blonde to cry out, her eyes watering a little through the pain as she kicked her heel down against the mat again. " N-no!" Great Luvia cried out defiantly, a crack in her voice because of the pain of the hold, as she would try and turn, left to right.

She didn't know how long her body would last at this rate. Yet, she refused to lose to Heather....she wouldn't be beat, not against this woman. Her desire to beat Heather burned as strongly as a blazing inferno and that was what kept her going!

She kicked her leg down against the mat again, squirming as she'd try and use her legs to push them.Shoving her feet against the mat as she literally tried to scoot and push them backwards. She knew she couldn't crawl forward that easily, so she tried to use her own strong legs to try and force Heather to skid and slide backwards, scooting towards the ropes. If she could get Heather against the ropes...she could make the referee to call for a rope break. That was her plan for now!

[TiefBlau]

Heather grit her teeth, clenching her arms tightly as she kept up the pulsing pressure on the hold. She was getting more and more worked up at the whole thing, almost thrashing around a little with her keeping up as much as she could..but Luvia just wasn't giving in.

She didn't know what the girl was planning, barely even noticing that she was being pushed back with her more and more. She yelled out with her squeezing, thinking that maybe she was just seconds away from beating her--until the back of her head hit something. "A-ah?" She blinked, seeing the ref slid in and tell her to break the hold.

It took her a second to realize what just happened, clicking her tongue as she rode the count to four before finally she released her. She just completely let her body relax, slumping sprawled out on her back on the mat, her chest rising and falling with her deep heavy breaths.

[Devastated]

Luvia cried out as she finally pushed Heather back against the ropes, her butt slumping against the mat as she had done it, hearing the referee tell Heather to let her go, she had to wait...as Heather rode that four count, something that caused the blonde to click her tongue as she bit down and tried to bare with the final few seconds.

Finally though, she was released...and she fell to her side, her arms quickly wrapping around her body as she started to roll a bit away from Heather Sunderland. Moaning out in pain as she shook her head, trying to gather herself and bare with the pain.

Moving her right arm up, after a few seconds or rest, to her face to wipe the sweat out of it...and her watered eyes. She started to push herself up towards her knees, glaring over towards Heather. She said nothing, as she simply stared at Heather Sunderland with burning intensity, despite her fatigued and hurting face...on her knees, heaving breath...fixed gaze.

[TiefBlau]

Heather was breathing in and out through her teeth, pushing as much energy back into her through the oxygen as she could. She gulped visibly, groaning out as she pushed at the mat to force herself back up to her knees, getting in a similar position as the two had been in just a little while ago. She wasn't going to close the distance this time though, knowing full well in a fight on their knees, Heather's offense was cut in half, Luvia clearly having the advantage.

"Y-you're..gonna have to give in sometime..C-can't take much more I'm sure!" Heather let out, returning the look that Luvia was giving her, unable to hold back from giving a little more trash talking though.

[Devastated]

Great Luvia would shake her head as Heather joined her on theirs knees, the two exchanging glares as the crowd had started to fall silent. They didn't know how this match would turn out and if Luvia was honest with herself, neither did she. She would smirk a little against Heather as she would shake her arms a little to get back feeling into them.

" Spare me your bravado...Miss Sunderland. W-we both know, you're on your last leg. S-surrender before you embarrass y-yourself..." Great Luvia spoke as she would slowly push herself up towards her feet, arms hanging by her side as she quickly raised those quivering limbs up into a fighting stance. "En-garde ..." Great Luvia bravely spoke out as she would walk towards Heather, trying to meet her rival in the center of the ring.

She'd try and feint a right armed forearm strike, she didn't have the power in her arms yet to do one, bit faking one...that she could do. Instead she would try and bring her right leg up and smack her sole into Heather's abs, trying to crunch that taut belly and double Heather Sunderland over.

[TiefBlau]

Heather stuck her tongue out as Luvia talked back to her, saying back pretty much what she had just said to her. "H..ha...I..Maybe" She couldn'y deny it, her body felt like giving out. It really wanted to just collapse and rest, just begging herself inside to just stop and give int..but Heather pushed as much as she could, getting up onto her feet with Luvia before she raised her arms up.

She nod her head, following in, steadily moving in towards the girl. She saw her go for that forearm strike, immediately bringing her arms up to block it. She knew if she took another one of those, she'd be knocked right back down onto the mat, so she went into move to block it. She was ready to counter after the block, but instead she felt that sharp pain in her gut.

She yelled out in surprise, having fallen for her feint completely, doubling over and holding her gut.

[Devastated]

Both women were in agreement it seemed, they were both running on fumes and the blonde was looking forward to the end of this match and for a winner to be declared. Despite her burning desire to stand triumphant, should she lose here...she knew that she'd been defeated by a true equal. That was more than enough for her.

She walked forward and they squared off. That leg of hers smacking into Heather's toned abs after the purple haired woman fell for the feint. She would not let that be it though. Stepping in, she'd try and grab one of Heather's arms and slip it in between Heather's own legs, grabbing at it by the wrist with her other hand and releasing it with the first one. So her dominant arm held onto Heather's wrist behind the purple haired woman's rear.

She'd pull Heather's closest arm up in under her armpit before attempting to heave Heather up, gritting her teeth and she strained her jello like arms up towards the air. Trying to tilt Heather in the air and then drop her down onto her back for a powerful pump handle slam.

[TiefBlau]

Heather couldn't believe she was tricked like that, feeling that kick slam right into her gut. She doubled over, holding it in pain, rubbing slightly to try and soothe it before she felt her move in to take advantage immediately.

She was pulled up, moved into that pumphandle position, her eyes widening as she was lifted right off her feet. She let out a little yell, a bit of a panic rushing through her before her back was slammed hard against the mat. Her body jerked from the impact, leaving her sprawled out from the impactful pumphandle slam, Heather just groaning and whimpering out on the mat.

[Devastated]

After throwing Heather down, Luvia dropped onto one knee, her right arm placed on her right knee as she panted out, sweat dripping from her chin down onto the canvas as she looked down upon the beautiful Heather Sunderland. " Pah....hah....!" The Great Luvia panted out heavily, she tried to speak but her mouth felt try, she might actually be drying up now...

The final coughs of the engine were starting to kick in, the fumes were starting to empty out.

She had her though, this tough as nails rival that she had found today. She could go for a pin right now!....was she so conceited to think Heather was done? The purple haired woman had matched her move for move up to this point, a reckless pin could cause her the match. Yet if she took the risk of hitting Heather again, it could cost her as well.

She needed a moment to breath, though. Luvia would drop herself forward. Laying herself across Heather's chest. Breasts on breasts as she wouldn't even hook a leg, she didn't even have the forethought for that right now. She was single minded, or rather dual minded. Thinking about how likely her defeat was against Heater, and how much she wanted to beat her.

[TiefBlau]

Heather gulped hard as she writhed around a bit on her back, her chest rising and falling heavily as she looked up at Luvia. She scratched a little at the mat beneath her, her body aching in pain before she felt Lubia's body press against her like that, just lying atop her.

It was soft and warm--her body almost wanting to give in to that feeling and just let her pin her as the ref slid in for the count.

"ONE!"

Heather winced hard, struggling to gulp down as she squirmed and writhed, her legs just shuffling around just slightly with her work in getting the strength back in her to continue.

"TWO!"

She whined and yelled out, the ref's hand coming down for that third and final count, but Heather threw her arm up at the last possible moment, breaking the pin just before she was about to be given the loss!