Arlise vs. Peggy

[Highfly]

With Arlise underneath her Peggy decided to jump up and extend her legs. "Come on!" She shouted as she looked to crash down on on Arlise with a leg drop, looking to follow it up with a crushing head scissor hold after! Peggy flexed her arms as her legs closed around Arlise's head to choke her out taunting the crowd. They booed Peggy as their favorite in the ring was on the receiving end again.

[Winter]

Arlise had noticed and appreciated Peggy's thighs, but she hadn't wanted this introduction to them.

She wrenched forward when the other redhead dropped her legs onto her curvy form, but she was only able to go so far as those thighs closed in around her head, surrounding it with soft, warm flesh that nonetheless pulsed with power as the Irishwoman started squeezing. Lise wouldn't have comprehended Peggy's loathing her legs; the Belgian certainly didn't fail to notice that they might have felt nice if not for the pressure they were pouring onto her head. Her fingertips dug into them, forming new dimples, and she tried to pry them apart.

Not an insurmountable hold - she had been in worse scissorholds lately - but she needed a moment to gather herself before she acted. In the meantime, Lise gasped.

[Highfly]

Peggy looked pleased with herself, flexing and taunting before letting go of Arlise, getting back up to her feet. "Lass ya ain't on my level!" Peggy taunted verbally before bending down, letting out a scream as she tries to exert herself to deadlift Arlise up, looking to scoop slam her down to the canvas hard!

Peggy if successful was strut around the ring, looking put at the fans while flexing and yelling to the crowd, ignoring Arlise. "She ain't a wrestler she doesn't belong in my ring!"