Domino vs Mae Madison - FROM AMERICA!

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino gathers himself to a knee as she raises again, still breathless, still battered and beaten. His left arm rests over his upturned knee, dark purple eyes affixed to her bright blues, studying her, attempting to analyze an opening. Something he hasn't done a lot of this match? Striking. That might be the ticket needed.

With a puff, he raises himself to his full height. Surely she can't still be in great condition after the hits they've exchanged. He just needs to open her up...

His arms raise, fingers splayed, appearing ready for a grapple. He closes in, only to divert the presented tactic and instead pops into the air, turning his body over laterally. But his right leg whips out, aiming to slam the shin of his boot against the side of Mae's head in a surprise aerial kick. Hit or miss, he's destined to hit the mat afterwards. Only question is, will it stun the blonde?

[Arjuna]

Mae herself was breathing hard, trying her best to keep her good spirit. She knew that she couldn't show her weakness in front of her opponent, wanting to show him that she was a force to be reckoned with. Now that Domino had brought himself back up on his feet, Mae prepared herself to clash with him again, bringing up her arms to lock up with him in another grapple.

Slowly closing in, Mae expected that the two of them entered a lock up, but Domino managed to subvert her expectation as he suddenly leaped up and brought his foot right at the side of her head. Mae couldn't react to it in time, and his foot managed to hit her right at her temple. Mae's eyes widened, and she couldn't even make a sound as she was struck before she fell down like a marionette having its strings cut.

First, she fell onto her knees before she fell forward, landing right on her face. She was caught off-guard by Domino's attack as she slumped on the mat, left vulnerable to whatever Domino would do next.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino hits the mat on his knee, bracing himself with a hand and panting. The fight had taken a lot out of him. But hopefully that hit took the fight out of Mae. Winning's the important thing... but impressing the girl he's crushed on since before officially starting his wrestling career? That mattered, too. He's gotta finish her off here and now.

Leaning over, he hooks a hand beneath her shoulder, uncaring of the sweat slickening her skin. The other hand hooks beneath her chin, handling her jaw a little more delicately as he draws her up to her feet before him. But the moment she's upright, his arms are locking around her waist to sweep her body into a dramatic inverted position; a belly-to-belly piledriver. Mae's exposed, tightly toned abdominals will be pressed firmly into Domino's defined pectorals. Her breasts, mushroomed tight against his sleek abdominals. The girl's hips will meet his face, any squirming causing some unavoidably brushing and friction. Her head, poised to take their combined bodyweights with gravity.

And should he secure her in position, Domino will start a slow turn with Mae, to show off her captive, athletic body to the audience to build anticipation. But not just for them. For her, as well. He wants her to know she's been conquered by someone who admires her...

[Arjuna]

Mae's head throbbed after being struck by Domino earlier, and she tried to regain her bearing as quickly as possible before her opponent could make his next move. And then, she could feel Domino pulling her up before lifting her into an inverted position, holding her body upside down, with her head pointing downwards. She realized what her opponent was about to do next, and she needed to do something in order to prevent her opponent from executing his attack.

She was aware that if she allowed Domino to continue with his action, he would be able to inflict massive damage on her, and that would surely cause her defeat. So, seeing no other options, Mae would bring her legs right at the sides of Domino's head while she was being held upside down like that. And then, she would try to whip them to the side, looking to violently shake his head. She would also try to get him to release her body so that she could fall down onto the mat.

She knew that the fall would also inflict some damage on her, so to mitigate the damage, she would tuck in her chin, hoping that she wouldn't end up being too hurt from the fall. She needed a clear mind if she wanted to keep going and go for the win.

[CyanDimitrik]

It seemed like the time had come to finish off Mae Madison while she's dazed. Holding her slender, athletic body securely to himself, mushrooming her breasts against his sleek abdominals, pressing her bare midsection into his toned pectorals, her hips against his face, with his hips against hers. It's the perfect setup, the audience gets to soak in the sight and build up anticipation. Even he, himself, is hardly containing his excitement.

His arms hug around her waist just a little tighter as he prepared to bear her down to the mat. And just then, smooth thighs clamp on his head and buck about, bringing his face tight to her hips and jostling his balance. Stumbling side to side, he's forced to let the position go as the accuracy would be way off. Mae hits the mat, just as she intended, freed from the impending finisher. Domino, meanwhile, drops to a knee, briefly disoriented from the jostling.

[Arjuna]

Mae managed to break free, and Domino seemed disoriented by the jostling. She fell down onto the mat, grunting a little as she landed on the mat. Shaking her head, she would quickly push herself back up, keeping her eyes on Domino. She knew that she needed to take this opportunity if she wanted to win this match.

So, after Domino dropped on his knee and Mae had risen back up on her feet, the American wouldn't waste any second as she would then try to deliver a sudden and vicious knee strike to the side of his head, hoping to stun him and send him down onto the mat. From there, she could plan her next move where she could finally snatch a victory from him.

[CyanDimitrik]

Panting from the hard-fought match already, Domino needs to take a moment to recollect himself. But it seems Mae has realized the predicament she's in - and is moving with more of a surge. The knee collides with the side of his head, digging in against his temple. The impact briefly whites out his vision, leading the young model to collapse onto the canvas. One knee lies bent to the side, the other leg outstretched. Both arms lie flat against the mat above his head, rich amethyst eyes open, but unfocused.

Lying there in a clear daze, Domino's head lifts slightly only to drop back down to the mat again. His eyes squeeze shut as his trim body lies supine before the blonde bombshell, his toned chest and sleek abdominals rising and falling dramatically with each labored breath, skin lightly aglisten beneath the lights.

[Arjuna]

Hitting the side of Domino's head with a vicious knee strike, Mae could see that she could bring this match to an end after this. First, she would drag him towards the nearest corner, placing him close to it. Then, the blonde American would climb up the turnbuckle, preparing herself for her big, final move. She would make sure to face outside the ring, which meant she wouldn't be able to see her opponent, but she also knew that if she was successful, this move would be extremely devastating.

After getting herself up on the turnbuckle, she would then launch herself into the air, performing a perfect corkscrew in the air. The crowd was treated with such an amazing sight as she twisted in midair before she landed right on top of Domino, hitting him with a corkscrew 450° splash, also known as American Splash! She would immediately go for a pinfall afterwards to secure her victory.

American Splash

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino continues to lie back on the mat, dazed, body supine. His right hand raises, gingerly touching against his brow as he attempts to recollect himself. He has no means of gathering where the diva went, or what she's planning. He's just happy to have a moment to gather his wits.

But that moment ends very shortly, very sharply. That body he's been enjoying - both from afar and up close and personal tonight - comes crashing down hard against him. Her toned, bare belly lands squarely across Domino's chiseled abs, causing him to curl in against her waist for a second before the strength saps from his body. The fighter drops to lie flat beneath her, letting her lie in place across him. Eyes rest shut, his abs on fire beneath hers, every breath pushing the six-packed abdominals into her stomach, glistening beneath the heavy overhead lights.

[Arjuna]

Landing right on top of Domino's body with her American Splash, Mae wouldn't waste her time as she would maintain her position on top of him, reaching down to one of his legs, hooking it with her arm. She could feel his abs against hers, and she would take a look at his face as she pinned him down. The referee would come over and start counting for the pin.

"It's over now. Stay still."

Mae whispered to Domino as she listened to the referee counting for the pin. She was hoping that her splash was enough to extinguish whatever was left in him, leaving him with no fight left.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"