Finding a groove! Alizeh vs Zetta

[Bare]

Alizeh smiled eagerly as she ground her hips against Zetta’s face loving the sensation of Zetta’s face against it. In fact the green haired girl could swear that the pheonix queen’s face rubbing forward deeper into her. “Hehe loving this so far?” She asked with a wink really wanting to take off the layers of clothes her opponet was wearing to have some fun with her. She didn’t even care if the crowd was here or not. However her overzealousness costed her as Zetta’s barefoot once again made contact with her head making her yell in pain subsequently releasing her hold as she rolled away holding her head as she thought of a way to recover and retake the lead. She needed this win. Not just to assert her skill as a wrestler. But because she wanted to absolutely dominate the woman formerly in her legs grasp. And she would. That’s why she would start to force her way to her hands and knees still dazed but wanting to get back into it as soon as she possibly could.

[SubtleRoar]

*Feeling the satisfying relief of taking in a deep suspiration after being relentlessly choked out by Ali's supple thighs, Zetta instantaneously fumbled around for a brief moment before staggering back to her feet. It seemed as though both women were equally matched in terms of skill and tenacity, but Zetta refused to allow that realization to stop her from overcoming Alizeh. However, she felt as if the novice had displayed a tremendous amount of both finesse and athleticism, causing Zetta to do the unthinkable.*

*Showing her immense appreciation towards Ali, the Phoenix Queen formed a fist with her right hand while simultaneously straightening her left, before allowing both of them to meet in the center in front of her. She then dipped her front body forward, keeping a vigilant lock on Alizeth while bowing towards her. Stunned by this unexpected action, the audience erupted with* "You deserve it! You deserve it!" *In regards to Ali receiving such high praise from the eastern tactician.*

[Bare]

Alizeh upon standing to her feet kept her eyes on Zetta who managed to do the same. Raising her hands up in a grappling stance the green haired woman would ready herself for anything Zetta would throw at her. Well almost anything. As the rookie readied herself Alizeh’s eyes widened as she saw the smaller woman close her hands together and bow. She didnt know much of Zetta, but she did know such an act was an enormous honor. Especially to a rookie such as herself. Unable to keep the wide smile from her face Alizeh slowly pressed her own fist into her palm. Eagerly lowering her torso Alizeh bowed to Zetta returning the sign of respect towards pheonix queen as she felt a wellspring of pride and joy rise within her chest from the actions and the cheers of the crowd.

[SubtleRoar]

*As both competitors shared this sentimental moment, it didn't help Zetta's ever increasing fascination towards the unpredictable Ali. She had wholeheartedly anticipated some form of ambush or opportunistic impulse to overtake her, forcing Zetta into a defensive stance and erasing any and all appreciation she held towards the newcomer. However, not only did she reciprocate her bow, but appeared to be mimicking it almost perfectly! Suffice to say, Zetta was only drawn closer by this exchange, and after a moment, reverted back into her natural fighting stance.*

"Hmm~" *With a delicate nod, her cheeks tinted a slightly redder hue than they were previously, Zetta began to bounce on the balls of her feet to generate a tincture of momentum. Before long, she had enough propulsion to surge forward and swing her back leg around for a leaping sobat kick, trying to discombobulate Alizeh with her staggering speed!*

Spoiler

[Bare]

Alizeh smiled back at Zetta. While her previous opponets weren’t heels they certainly didn’t make Alizeh feel welcome in LAW. Zetta however was the first competitor in LAW to truly treat her as an equal. On top of that well... she was certainly extremely attractive. Although that was an understatement. But right now Alizeh was laser focused on proving Zetta’s respect towards her was well earned. Thus as the queen launched herself at her the storm of a woman would ready herself. Seeing Zetta leap up sending a kick to her Alizeh swung an arm up blocking the blow with a wince of pain as the impact stung her arm. “Hyah!” She yelled swinging her arm forward to attempt a forearm smash into Zetta’s chest in retaliation for the kick.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the furious firebird propelled herself forward to try and topple Ali with a tremendously powerful foot to her sternum, it seemed as though she had woefully underestimated the indomitable will that Alizeh possessed. Even though her kick collided with her seemingly impervious defense, that didn't impede Ali's retaliatory strike, her forearm sending Zetta staggering backwards and into a nearby corner.* "Hnhh!" *She allowed a light gasp to escape, causing her to wince from the impressive contact she had made.*

*Slightly disheartened but not completely deterred, Zetta began circling Alizeh in an attempt to throw her off guard. If she could just spot a solitary opening, then this fight would certainly be hers for the taking. Believing to have discovered a narrow window of opportunity, she vaulted forward and sent her rear shin flying towards Ali's flank as a visage of determination began to emerge!*

Spoiler

[Bare]

Alizeh panted the pain in her arm from the kick really getting to her but she refused to give in to her more experienced opponet. Keeping her eyes locked on the pheonix queen’s Alizeh matched her determined visage with her own. Her sheer will and passion was insane but Alizeh’s was greater and she wouldn’t stop until she came out on top. Thus as the technician came rushing towards her Alizeh would ready herself and upon seeing her leap up going for the flying knee to her side Alizeh would pivot on her and swipe her leg through the air into Zetta’s leg to hopefully knock her out of the air and onto the mat. If successful Alizeh would bend down and grab each of Zetta’s naked feet and pull them up. If uninterrupted Alizeh would cross her opponet’s legs together before leaning back for her finisher move a modified Texas Cloverleaf submission she dubbed the Cero Verde!

[SubtleRoar]

*Adamant that she reminded the rookie of her place on the hierarchy, Zetta's foot would be unfortunately end up kissing the air, much to her absolute shock and chagrin. While floating through the sky, Alizeh produced a strike of her own, sending Zetta crashing into the ground below!* "Ggrrh!" *While relatively exhausted from the superfluous amount of dynamic moves she had executed prior to this point, the Phoenix Queen was beginning to feel herself grow more and more fatigued, and that sudden response by Ali might have been exactly what she needed to secure her victory!*

"Mmhh.." *Sulking against the ring mat, Zetta's felt an odd sensation near her lower extremities, only to discover that Ali had tangled them up in a knotted mess! Realizing this much too late to do anything about it now, she suddenly felt the novice tugging against the edges of her exposed feet, causing an immense amount of agony for the wounded bird! She knew that she was merely seconds away from tapping out, and being stuck out in no mans land, it seemed like an inevitability!*

Spoiler

[Bare]

Alizeh smirked as she managed to apply her finisher. “Yes!” She declared triumphantly as she looked down at her opponets feet in her grasp. Reaching forward she would press her lips against Zetta’s toes kissing them lightly as her own sign of respect before securing the womans ankles and legs under one arm as she sat back further adding even greater pressure and pain too Zetta’s legs and back. “Come on birdie.. I know you wanna submit.” Alizeh purred softly as she slid her hand inside Zetta’s baggy pants dragging her fingernails lightly down Zetta’s leg till she managed to get her hand as far as it would go which luckily was Zetta’s thigh. Just where Alizeh needed as she began to ruthlessly swish her fingers over Zetta’s thighs tickling her opponet while yanking back on the submission

[SubtleRoar]

*Rendered completely immobile by Alizeh's weighted body sitting comfortably atop her elevated posterior, Zetta began to gnash her teeth together in a desperate attempt to try and mitigate the enveloping pain she was currently staving off! It seemed like this eternal suffering would be her eventual terminus, but suddenly, Ali decided to torture Zetta in an unusual fashion. Her angelic touch that ran down the length of her thigh was more than enough to cause the easterner to giggle meekly, but once her fingers began to dance across the fringes of her naked feet, she lost all control over her senses!*

Spoiler

"Aaahaaaahaa!" *The sudden outburst of hysterical laughter was enough to cause the spectators in attendance to stare in bewilderment; they had never witnessed such a brazen display of emotion from the otherwise stoic submission specialist, and yet here she was, flailing about and chortling wildly! Within a matter of seconds, the irresistible force that was Alizeh's fondling caused Zetta to firmly tap against the mat, signaling for the match to come to an end!*