The Dominion vs. S+M - Foolish Pride

[BlackAkuma]

The Morrigan looked on as her partner proceeded to ram her boot into Derek’s face, slamming into him at high velocity. The audience winced, but she just looked on like a proud parent - it was always a pleasure to see Sabine cut loose like this. People often thought she was the leader of their little team because she was the biggest woman, but the German ruled the roost, and stuff like this was the reason why.

Down Derek went, flopping to the canvas like a sack of potatoes, totally out to lunch. Sabine took her sweat time and used her foot to kick him over to his back, then dropped down across his chest to pull him in for the final count.

All well and good, but Morrigan had something else to focus on - namely, his partner, who looked like he was about to hightail it out of there at any moment. With a smirk, she hopped off the apron and subtly made her way around the ring, coming over behind him…

[Teenwrestler]

The running boot to his face while he was in the corner seemed to be the finishing blow. Jacob seemed to have thought it was as he quietly stepped off the ring apron and had a plan to make a swift exit before any attention had turned towards him. While his tag team partner flopped to the mats on his front-barely moving at this point, Sabine would slowly press her foot against him and turn him over onto his back. He laid there spread eagled and totally knocked out.

Slowly but surely, Sabine dropped down and laid across his chest while the referee slid next to the two and started his count. "ONE"

Meanwhile, Morrigan had already intercepted the other male who wanted to make a quick exit. "S-shit....wait wait, okay you won! Lets just be civil about this" he would plead, arm in front of him while he waved his desperation at her.

"TWO......THREE!" the referee counted inside of the ring as the female team officially picked up the win.

[BlackAkuma]

Sure enough, Derek was trying to make a timely exit as his buddy got demolished in the ring. Sure enough, Morrigan was there, waiting for him.

She stood, arms folded, staring his way with a quirked eyebrow and an amused stare as the referee counted and the crowd cheered. Derek seemed to have some ideas about how this was going to go know, and she briefly contemplated fulfilling those prophecies. She took one step forward, then two, then three, closing the gap, opening her arms, and…

… kissing him on the cheek. ”Not today, pup.” She reached over and gave him a brief pat on the ass, just as a triumphant Sabine was making her way out of the ring. ”Some day. But not today.”

Sabine sauntered over to Derek with a wry smile and thumbed back to the ring. ”That was quite exhilarating, I must say, though I still would have greatly preferred a more intimate encounter. When your friend wakes up, let him know that I’m still willing to explore that route, if he would like a more pleasurable affair. Until then…” She tipped her hat his way. ”Auf wiedersehen.”

With that, the pair promptly made their way back up the ramp, leaving as sultrily and slowly as they’d arrived.

[Teenwrestler]

Winner by pinfall: S+M