The Book of Lucia, Chapter XVII - Angel vs. Sister Prudence: Broken Wings

[BlackAkuma]

Just one hit.

All Sister Prudence needed was one hit. She knew it, the audience knew it, and she was willing to bet that, despite all his bullshitting, Angel knew it, too. If she could just clobber him with this lariat, she could bring him down and work him over and get done with this match and take the longest, hottest shower of her entire life.

But, of course, it wasn’t going to be that easy; nothing in her life ever could be. The pressure to get this done was taking a toll, making her gamble big and lose big instead of taking her time, and Angel seemed ready to exploit that. She came in hard and swung, only for her to miss her mark at the last second and stumble forward on awkward feet.

Not the end of the world, normally, but he was on her long before she could autocorrect. She felt her legs wrapping around her own, and the momentum was enough to send her falling forward, nearly landing flat on her face. She got her hands up at the last moment and saved herself from a face plant, but it still wasn’t a good look. The worried look from Sister Lucia at ringside communicated that much.

”I got it, I got it!” Sister Prudence growled through her teeth, as she pushed up to her feet and tried to lock in on Angel again. Where’d he gone off to…

[ADarlingDucky]

Prudence was a freight train, and the problem with that was that in her current environment, she was free to bounce from edge to edge of the ring as many times as she liked, using the ropes to slingshot back and take another run at flattening Angel. Eventually, if given enough time, she would no doubt find a way to catch hold of him, or more likely, completely level him with one strike, and that would be the end of it. Fortunately, Angel being a hit of a ditz belied an impressive amount of ring awareness, something that was currently being shown in how he deftly avoided Prudence’s strikes, even going so far as to spring clean over her as she attempted to catch him against the ropes, leaving her current rush the fastest and potentially most devastating yet. And it was with that momentum that he would finally stop her, a drop toe hold causing all that force to be tripped up and slam to the mat, leaving the sister slowly picking herself up, after a forced reset of all that buildup.

Angel himself was quick to roll away after tripping Prudence in the event that the big woman tried to kick at him, and as he pushed himself back up, he would find her still rising, an opportunity for him to act. With a brief glance at the ropes that waited in front of Prudence, Angel would get a quick step towards them to help him break into a run, rushing into them with a great amount of force, and keeping that force as he bounced off, straight in the direction of his foe!

“Alright!” Angel proudly cheered, as he headed towards Prudence as fast as he could, and right as he came up to the woman in front of him, he would leap up, intending to wrap his legs around her head! Angel was looking to bring Prudence down once more, but this time, with an extra step in order to make sure he could keep her down, for at least a bit longer. And that would show itself as he swung backwards, attempting to pull Prudence’s head to the mat as he rolled backwards, looking to wind up putting Prudence onto her back, and this time, seat himself atop her face as he did so!

[BlackAkuma]

This was getting old.

Not even three minutes into this match, and it was already getting damned old.

Sister Prudence was big. She knew it, and she was more than used to people who thought her size was a disadvantage. She’d put down more speedy opponents than she cared to count, especially after her first brief, horrendous foray into LAW. She was more capable now. Smarter. Deadlier.

And she would happily show all that Angel, when she caught him.

For now, he stayed ahead, annoyingly one step ahead, confounding all of her attempts to catch up and close the distance. One step ahead, always moving, always creating distance…

Until he wasn’t.

All of the sudden he was in her face, leaping up and wrapping those slender legs around her head, and using the momentum from his movements to aid him as he pulled her over, whipping her down to the mat with him up top, her head between his legs, his package just a few inches away.

Enough.

Instead of laying in place, Sister Prudence threw her legs up and rolled hard to the side, switching places with him and planting him flat on his back. She gripped his legs, held him tight and began to rise, standing up with his legs over her shoulders, trapped in the powerbomb position.

As soon as she was upright, Sister Prudence charged forward, hurled him off her shoulders and tried to make him crash in the corner, looking to stop his momentum with a Buckle Bomb.

[ADarlingDucky]

Each time that Prudence breezed past Angel by just a few scant centimeters, the crowd breathed a heavy sigh, the near misses causing plenty of tension in the stands as it looked like the effeminate male was only seconds from getting bulldozed. In truth, Jamie was feeling that same tension, watching as Angel happily went about his wrestling with seemingly no regard for the freight train that continuously missed him, something he often did that caused the raven haired male no shortage of exasperation. Still, for the moment, Angel had deftly avoided several moves by Prudence, allowing him to keep her running at him but never quite making contact. It was looking quite good for the blonde, as his latest escape would even see him leap up and get his legs around her neck, before flipping them over and ending up sat atop her, his package resting comfortably on her chin as they landed!

For about half of a second.

Prudence, for all of her misses and the way she had ended up underneath him, finally had something that she had been looking for. Direct physical contact with her opponent. And the second that she had it, she seemed prepared to keep it, as she suddenly swung herself to the side, latching her hands on to Angel's legs, the blonde suddenly grasped and held to her as she rose, forced onto her shoulders. There was no escaping now.

"Woah!" Angel didn't sound upset, moreso impressed. Prudence had hauled them both up from a rather awkward position, and even now, sat atop her shoulders in such a dangerous place, he was in awe of the woman holding him. That awe would quickly be shaken from him though, as she finally rushed forwards and threw him into the corner post with a buckle bomb!

"UUGH!" Finally, Prudence had managed to land a blow on Angel, and the blonde nearly bounced off of the buckles, staggering forwards. The air had been knocked out of him, and he took a few wobbly steps towards the woman who had thrown him, simply trying to keep himself upright, as his nimble escapes had been brought to an end!

[BlackAkuma]

”Yes!” Sister Lucia cried out in glee as her lieutenant finally brought this so-called ‘Angel’ to the ground. ”Crush him!”

While Prudence appreciated the enthusiasm, she didn’t really need to be told that right now. Angel had been running circles around her since the start, a serious thorn in her side, but everything had to come to an end; there was only so long he could stay out of her clutches. His luck had officially ran out - it wsa her turn to dish out the damage.

And she did so quite enthusiastically, hammering him with the Buckle Bomb and throwing it with added venom. Incredibly, Angel was able to stay standing after the impact - barely, mind you- but he was stumbling forward. She wouldn’t allow that for long, though.

As he came out of the corner, Prudence stepped forward to meet him with open arms, promptly wrapping them around his waist, pulling him off the ground, and applying a tight bearhug. She gripped him tightly and ground away at his waist as she swung him around, applying maximum pressure from the start and making every breath he took a struggle.

[ADarlingDucky]

Well, it was truly only a matter of time. As much as it might have behooved him to simply dance around Prudence until she finally slowed down, that type of tactical caution wasn’t something that Angel was capable of, for more of a mental reason than a physical one. He was able, sure, but not willing, as he felt it greatly hindered his enjoyment of wrestling, and if he wasn’t feeling any enjoyment in what he did, then really, what point was there for him in being in LAW? For that reason, he had put himself in Prudence’s path, and despite succeeding at taking her down, she had popped right back up, holding the blonde as she did so, before rushing him towards the corner of the ring and slamming him into the corner post with a buckle bomb!

Angel’s response, that being to catch himself in an unsteady stagger forwards, would be understandable, but unfortunate, as he walked himself directly into Prudence’s waiting arms, the sister snatching him up into the air, muscled biceps curling around him in a viscous bearhug! A squeeze which very quickly brought the rattled Angel back to the present, as Prudence began to crush the remaining air in his body right out of him!

“Nnngh! Uuugh!” Angel let out a low groan as his back bowed, his body flattened against Prudence’s as the bigger wrestler mercilessly flexed her arms, swinging him this way and that as she did so. Outside of the ring, Jamie couldn’t help but spare a glance in Lucia’s direction upon hearing her cheering, though for the moment, all he would give her is a look, and nothing else.

“Uuuugh…” There were no words to describe just how powerful Prudence was, but Angel was now able to FEEL that power, and it left him breathless in her grasp. Still, he would push hard at her shoulders, legs wrapping around her waist, straining to get free, though Prudence’s grip was tight. This required a different solution, and Angel, thinking quick, found one. A quite simple one.

He reached out, placed his hands on either side of Prudence’s face, before leaning in and planting his lips firmly on hers, taking the big woman into a sudden liplock!

[BlackAkuma]

This was really Sister Prudence’s moment to shine, and Sister Lucia was more than willing to let her have it. She could’ve just sat back and let her compatriot reign in the ring, and not made this match anymore than it had to be: a chance for a beleaguered soul to achieve some measure of the revenge she craved.

…but she was never one to miss an opportunity, as Angel’s part glared at her from inside the ring, she slowly began to stroll around the corners, making her way closer to him with a fiendish glint in her eye.

Prudence, for her part, wasn’t paying much attention, instead focus on the surprisingly satisfying task of breaking Angel in half. She clamped tight around him and began ramping up the pressure, taking away his breath, his ability to fight. She couldn't win the match by submission and she knew it, but she was more than happy to knock him out and then do what she had to do. Nothing in the rules required him to be awake for it.

She was just about to ramp up the pressure when Angel moved in and pressed their lips together, taking her with a sudden kiss, mashing up against her black lips. Prudence’s cry of surprise echoed down his throat, but the heat of the moment made her freeze up. Those lips were small and supple, soft and succulent, and the shock ran through her system. For an instant, she could feel herself melting into it…

No.

She gripped him tight, spun about and brought Angel crashing into the canvas with a belly-to-belly suplex, one that put her on top, pinning him down with her full body.

She leaned in and glared at him through the shade of her hair, eyes burning in the dark. ”You are really starting to test my patience, you know that?"

[ADarlingDucky]

Prudence’s squeeze reinforced just how powerful the heavyweight truly was, her muscles bulging as she wrenched down on her bearhug, each flex sending a wave of pain through Angel’s back, while he let out a low groan in response. It was clear that if this contest was left up to pure power, who could overwhelm the other in a show of force, it would be fairly easy for Prudence to do so without much that Angel could offer in response. Fortunately for the curvy blonde, this was a contest of who could overwhelm their foe in quite a different fashion, and so he would come up with something that would help take Prudence aback, while also working towards that goal. With that being the case, the effeminate male would lean in and plant his lips to Prudence’s, taking her in a deep liplock!

For a brief moment, it seemed to stop Prudence in her tracks, the big woman pausing in the midst of thrashing the blonde, and Angel would offer a warm moan of approval into her mouth in return. However, that warmth would only pause her for so long, before she broke off their kiss by suddenly twisting and bringing Angel down hard onto the mat, delivering a belly-to-belly suplex to Angel, and once more squashing the air out of him! However, he kept his legs around her waist for the entire jarring impact, and as she glowered down at him, he’d return a warm smile to her.

“I don’t mean to. But I mean… I’m having fun. Aren’t you?” There was a genuine honesty to the question, as Angel most often expected the wrestlers around him to share the same impassioned love he felt for their selected form of competition. Of course, Prudence wasn’t likely to feel the same, not at the moment at least. But fortunately, there was time to change that.

Meanwhile, on the outside of the ring, Jamie had stopped observing the match. Not because he lacked interest, or care for how his partner did, but rather, as the hentai champion herself began to move, her figure shifting around the ring, and sure enough, beginning to float his way, Jamie turning to face her as she rounded the corner and moved directly toward him.

“What’s wrong? Getting too lonely over there?” Jamie’s tone was light, playful, but as Lucia stepped closer and closer, he’d tense up, body getting ready as he contemplated just what she might have in mind to have her approaching him during the match.