Alex Drizzle vs Dawn Wilder: Calm and collected

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Alex wriggled and whined as the full Nelson was locked in tightly, fighting back tears as she cranked in the hold, taking a long deep breath to stifle the pain down. The bluenette was restrained well enough that when Dawn ran forward and hopped into the air Alex went down with her, crashing face first into the canvas, her arms still behind her head.

The cool queen made less noise than usual with that move, although maybe that was just because she was face down against the canvas. Alex was glad that Dawn understood and believed that she wouldn't tap out to a submission, but wasn't so relieved about getting her face slammed into the canvas.

The groggy bluenette hardly shifted from the canvas at the moment, apart from slowly rolling onto her back, Alex would certainly try to pump herself up for a comeback, but that seemed like something she'd need to do sooner rather than later, since she was currently seeing stars and struggling to deal with Dawn's methodical approach to keeping her down and restricted. Alex had to admit that even if Dawn's method were boring by her standards, some of the moves and attacks themselves were pretty cool...

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Even after the added wriggling, Dawn's full nelson couldn't be broken until the damage was dealt, like a fly trapped in the spider's web. She delivered the modified bulldog with elegance and sat around to observe the results. The reason she mentioned that Alex wouldn't tap out because there wouldn't time for such an event to take place.

She found herself mildly disappointed by the resulting position, expecting the bluenette's body to freeze up while on her knees. It wouldn't be the end of her hunt, only adding in an extra death roll. Dawn didn't take the extra fanfare in mind after delivering that clean transition between hold to throw, only the two active parties (and ref mattered at the present moment).

Approaching the other wrestler lying on her back, the blonde bent down and hooked those legs underneath her armpits, before suddenly flipping Alex onto her stomach like pancake. Dropping one leg to the ground, the animal lover squatted down gently so she would be sitting atop of the lying woman's back. Still holding onto a lone limb, Dawn pulled back even further to apply a single leg boston crab. This would hopefully force the bluenette's rear to forcibly raise upwards and and emphasise how amazing short it was. "I can't be mistaken...something is there" Guiding her free hand into the opening between Alex's legs. It may have been perverted but it was for a cause.

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The cool queen wasn't feeling so hot at the moment as she rolled onto her back, Alex could see Dawn grabbing her legs, and would be spurred to action. The bluenette energetically struggled and moved her legs, but she couldn't stop Dawn hooking one under her arm and turning Alex over, before sitting on her back.

" G-uh ah! " Alex grunted as her back was bent along with her leg in the submission, though the pain as annoying as it was would be over shadowed immediately.

" Ahh! H-hey! Damn right there's something there! K-knock it off. " Alex cried out in embarrassment, being completely flustered as she started trying to squirm free, as her butt pointed up in the air and Dawn settled her hand between the bluenette's legs, causing her to squeal out.

" Nooooo! " Alex cried out dramatically, slapping and clawing at the canvas as her expression shifted to panic. The cool queen was of course worried about what Dawn's intentions for her body was, but oddly most the shame the bluenette felt was relating to the fact that she certainly didn't seem cool and badass while being so embarrassed. For Alex her natural reaction to the public humiliation was a bigger source for shame than the humiliation itself was.

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When it came to the current match state, Dawn seemed to be dominating and shown no signs of being restrained. Despite her opponent's erratic movements, the single leg boston crab was locked in. Effort and passion sadly doesn't automatically lead to favourable end results.

"Something there...then I have to seek it!" Further confirmation only persuaded Dawn further to pursue in searching what lied underneath. Perhaps the mystery behind Alex's nature would be solved at this very moment.

Knees pressed against the self-imposed monarch's sides to ensure no falling would occur. Despite raising her voice every now and then, it was more out of enthusiasm instead of stress, therefore coming off as more poised despite the odd context of events.

Fans were encouraging Dawn to pursue her quest for less than noble reasons, but the blonde still insisted anyway for it was impossible to discern so many different auras cluttered around this space. A lone hand waving five fingers inside Alex's skirt until something was felt. Asserting her own weight and pulling the lone leg even further so no amount of crying would halt the search. Eventually her palm was able to swipe something that wasn't skin yet didn't have any form as the mini-skirt either. "Aha!" Realising she hit the jackpot. Even if she couldn't see, it still existed. How a person dresses themselves defines their character, so wearing something transparent gravitated her attention the most. Pinching the fabric within range, Dawn tugged on the piece of clothing as hard as she could, taking the risk of ripping it off entirely.

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" W-what?! Don't seek it! Lemme go! " Alex cried out as she started to take her frustration and embarrassment out on the ring canvas, slamming her fists down into it as she blushed brightly and became somewhat hysterical. The bluenette struggled wildly, but wasn't actually moving, as she was sternly held in position by Dawn's knees entrapping her sides, only adding to Alex's embarrassment since she was completely being controlled with such ease.

" Noooo! Those are mine! " Alex whined out as her panties were grabbed, blushing brightly and panting as she shook her hips to try to make Dawn lose her grip, but if anything that made it easier for her to pull them down her ankles and fully off.

Alex stopped struggling, and crying out, just blushing brightly as Dawn took her panties, and her heart was racing. The cool queen felt Dawn's fingers against her crotch for a moment, and the feeling around between her legs had left Alex flustered as well as defeated after losing her panties. The cool queen despite being the sort that would claim otherwise, was not very experienced with people intimately, so she was left flustered to the point of being vulnerable.

Meanwhile the explorer above had found that which she sought out to claim, and in the process exerted herself perfectly over Alex even if not intentionally, dealing quite the blow to her pride.

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"The truth must be uncovered little monkey" Speaking mannerisms similar to a dramatic detective or archaeologist, only referring Alex as a primate for her cries resembling one. Accounting for all manners of resistance and hanging on just fine, Dawn's goal would become easier by her opponent's slight adjustment in position.

It took only a brief yank and the mystery was finally solved as evident by what lied in the blonde's hand. "So...transparent underwear...fascinating" Shaking the undergarments as she was able to see right through them. Afterwards she decided to store the torn cloth underneath her sports bra for safe keeping. "I will return it if you cooperate. Why feel shameful of what you wear?" Asking further questions while transitioning to a different hold. She lowered her feet towards the mat and pressed downwards to raise her body to a standing position, still grasping that leg from the boston crab variant.

Wishing to transition into a different hold, she tried grabbing both of Alex's legs hoping to forcibly bend them and cross together. Provided that the bluenette was still reeling from humiliation and the prior submission, Dawn would stand in the leg triangle and stretch out her arms for a few seconds. "Or did you regret a prior choice?" Needing some preparation before resuming the hold, she pressed once again questioning the lightweight's ability to make rational decisions.

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" C-cooperate?! No, just gimme then hippie! " Alex grumbled out, seemingly left more disgruntled from the fact that Dawn seemingly wasn't just a pervert trying to have her way with her. Either the blonde wanted to use the leverage of those parties to win, or had some other goal that the cool queen was stumped trying to guess.

As Dawn tried to change positions, the cool queen could finally capitalise due to not being all tied up anymore and pinned by the blonde's weight. Alex would try to push back with the leg that Dawn was grabbing, pushing off the mat with her hands and trying to push enough to send her back a couple feet.

The hearted bluenette would then quickly roll and spin onto all fours and to her feet, doing so impressively quickly before she tried to run at Dawn, Alex attempting to then do a twirl to gather momentum before driving her forearm into Dawn's chest with the force of her strength and the speed she had gathered.

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Hippie. A common title thrown at her when mannerisms are questioned. She wouldn't comply in regards to returning the panties due to needing them later for an odd ritual. Channelling concentration to an object that spoke significance in her mind can lead to further information being unravelled, like the truth behind Alex's mannerisms or what is the practical benefits of wearing invisible clothes.

Having no lasting reason to reach underneath the skirt, the match would be a little more streamlined as opposed to unusual shenanigans. The crowd would most likely see a proper fight, if it weren't for Alex's own quirks coming in the way as well.

Before Dawn could bend back and form the Muta lock, the queen of cool was able to roll away in time just as the blonde bent her body backwards. "Oh..." Realising that her opponent was on the run, the 'hippie' tried undoing the bridge and return to a far more suitable position. Despite Alex's excessive setup for just a forearm, she was able to land her strike and earn a massive pop from the ground. "Whaaaaaaaaa!" The force caused Dawn's chest to sink in and throw her back a few inches, culminating in the Canadian dropping onto her knees.

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Alex had managed to slip free between submissions, and fuelled by anger and embarrassment she managed to get to her feet quickly, spinning to gather some momentum before smashing her forearm into Dawn's chest, causing the blonde to cry out and be knocked back and down onto her knees.

Alex then aimed to run forward and leap into the air, trying to land with her legs against Dawn's chest, kicking her down into the canvas and landing her butt on Dawn's hips if she was in fact successful in taking her down. The cool queen would then try to direct a few punishing slaps into Dawn's face, just sitting on her and slapping her silly for a moment.

" I'm going to make you give me them back, actually I'll make you give me yours too! " Alex said, before leaning forward and trying to pin Dawn's hands to the canvas. The cool queen was blushing a little, as she could feel her bare butt and crotch rubbing against Dawn's covered hips, and it was a rather distracting sensation, especially for someone who was sexually shy.

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If this was a roleplaying game with high damage offset by such low success rate, it would only be used by either somebody lacking intelligence or insane luck. Dawn may have played too much with black felines or these moment are scripted by a natural force from an outer plane. On the other hand, she could consider herself lucky having not been sent onto her back as a result of the forearm.

However that didn't mean that she was awarded a pleasant landing. Coupled with her knees grinding against the canvas briefly, the blonde was stunned for the time being. Unable to sway her body in time, Dawn's chest would be given further punishment. "Ohhhhhhhhhh~" Coughing up some spit and toppling onto her back.

Now pinned down, the blonde's face was knocked side to side by the repeated slaps, not because they actually had any built up force. More that she was incapacitated and still recovering from successive strikes. Shoulders pressed against the mat and arms restrained, a pinfall would be formed.

"1..."
2..."

"No need for redundancies...." Folding her legs and rearing them back to secure Alex's waist, hoping to throw her off before the three count.