Diana A. Vs. Delta H. - A Most Intense Affair

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Driving her leg into Delta's front, Diana had a moment to turn the match back on its head. Grunting as she wiped a little sweat from her brow, she'd grab at her foes shoulder to keep her front somewhat against the ropes, though the referee was already stepping in to demand otherwise.

Uninterested in actually using said ropes for what she had in mind next, Diana would be to Delta's rear side before pulling via those shoulders, in an effort to get her foe stumbling back against her.

The moment she was fully clear of those ropes and somewhat centre bound, the Italian would look to grab at those shoulders again. To jump, pressing both knees into her foes back in the process, before coming down and back. To bust Delta's rear side, in a jumping backstabber!

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Still gasping for breath after the surprise knee to the gut, Delta tried to back away from her opponent, but Diana was too quick for her, slipping behind the staggered American. She straightened up, eyes wide with apprehension as she felt Diana's hands on her shoulders, pulling Delta back into a stumble. Her arms flailed for a moment.

Then she was falling, feeling Diana's knees press against her back as she was yanked backwards and downwards.

"AIIGIHH!" Delta cried as she slammed to the ground, her back getting stabbed agonizingly as she was cracked over Diana's knees. She crumpled to the canvas with a moan, one hand flying to massage her aching back as she lay vulnerable to the Italian's follow up, legs kicking in pain.

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Landing to her back with Delta near enough bouncing off of her knees, Diana was in prime position for a flashy kip-up. Doing so with her hands above her shoulders to push her up straight, Diana felt the momentum fully shift in her favour with her adrenaline starting to flow. Now that she had control, she wasn't going to give it up! Not easily, anyway!

Seemingly looking to build on that flashy rise, Diana would pace around as to be stood a metre or so from Delta's size, with the Italian's gaze to the woman now flat to her back. Taking a breath, Diana put her athleticism on show, as she tucked her head and shoulders forward, before committing to a roll. One directly over Delta's frame, though not simply to motion over her!

Arms hooking around Delta's head and thigh alike, Diana looked to pick her foe up onto her shoulders in the most elaborate of manners. Deadlifting her foe as the roll carried Diana onto one knee, with a guttural roar as she looked to push to a stand, Diana then sought to throw Delta off her shoulders as quickly as she had picked her up. By forcing her strength through the hand to Delta's thigh, in an effort to hoist her up and over. For a fireman's carry slam!

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Laid out on her back and groaning in pain, the slow-paced Delta was in no position to thwart her athletic foe's next flurry of movement. It all seemed to happen to her in a blur. One moment she was flat on her back, the next Diana tumbled towards her, hooking Delta's leg and in a single, fluid motion, heaving her skywards.

A panicked yelp escaped Delta's lips as Diana hauled her flailing into the air. Before she had even a second to adjust or attempt any kind of counter, Diana was executing the next part of the move. She neatly swept Delta off her shoulders as quickly as she'd put her there, planting her into the mats with a brutal fireman's carry slam.

"AAGGGHHHH!" Delta's howl split the air as she was smashed into the canvas, reeling from the whirl of motion that Diana had put her body through. The pink-haired powerhouse lay flat out on the canvas after the attack, arching her back which already ached from the jumping backstabber. Her eyes were screwed tightly shut with pain, her legs slithering over the canvas as she tried to fight through the pain and gather her wits before this match got completely out of control!

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Diana's theatrical manner of which she hoisted Delta onto her shoulders sure earned a roar or two of the crowd, but Diana was not done there with adding flare to this encounter. Refusing to stop despite the building feeling in her limbs, Diana only had eyes to the ropes on the far side of Delta, with a small glance to the woman now flat before her.

"Perfect..." She'd mutter to herself, giving a nudge of Delta's arm with her right leg to press it closer to her torso, with Diana fully intending her foe lay flat to her back dead centre of the ring.

Before she herself kicked off her feet, to sprint full speed at the ropes before her. Her left soon lead the way off the ground with her arms extending in a similar manner, as the Italian kicked off both feet entirely upon reaching the ropes. To push her hands off the top ropes and her feet off the middle, to return to the woman behind her.

With a rotation to her - for a springboard moonsault!

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Down on the canvas, writhing in pain and reeling from Diana's impressive flurry of attacks, Delta was oblivious to the Italian's plan. She felt the leg kick her to roll her flat on her back and she let out a faint moan of protest, her arms and legs starfished out as the fans cheered her foe on.

Things only got worse for the American powerhouse as Diana went bouncing off the ropes before springing into the air and landing hard across Delta's body with a punishing moonsault!

"AUGHH!" Delta blurted, her arms and legs leaving the mats briefly under the shuddering impact. The wind was crushed out of her and she lay groaning beneath her opponent, now in deep trouble after Diana's powerful and skilful offensive!

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Diana's figure sure looked divine as it flew through the air, with luck being on her side given Delta didn't have the timing to her to raise her knees or otherwise as a rebuff to her assault. Landing squarely on her toned figures upper body, Diana near enough bounced off the opposing side onto her knees, before she caught her balance. Pushing herself as to fall back onto Delta, Diana's far arm was already seeking a hook of her foes leg. She thought it was unlikely that Delta would quit so soon, but after a combination like that, Diana felt a pinfall attempt natural.

For even if Delta broke free, there was still the cost of forcing a figure of Diana's stature off her to be paid.

"ONE...!" Screamed the referee, who had already slid into position, with Diana pulling at the nearest leg to hug it against her own top half.

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With the crushing impact of the moonsault laying Delta out flat beneath her foe, she couldn't stop Diana from hooking her leg into a swift attempt at a pin. She gritted her teeth in frustration as she heard the first count from the referee.

"ONE!"

No, no, no! Delta thought. She couldn't let this match slip away so quickly!

"TWO!"

With a squeal of effort, Delta bucked her body and tried to twist herself violently to one side, attempting simply to get a shoulder off the mat and buy herself some time to recover from Diana's impressive flurry of offense.

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Diana would have been shocked had Delta indeed given in there, though not that much. It was a hell of a combination the Italian had just unleashed, all upon a foe still reeling from each last move. Needless to say, it meant Diana's moves came off without a hitch, to a foe whom was playing the part of ragdoll.

Tutting to herself admitting she was surprised by Delta's endurance even if the girl opted to wait for the final moment to save herself from the pin, Diana pushed herself up to her knees. Grunting with her hands to her thighs, she'd look to her foe for a moment as she caught her breath, before moving for her next assault.

Given Delta was breathing so heavily, the Italian looked to keep it that way, as she kept a hand to Delta's collarbone to keep her flat as she herself moved to kneel above Delta's head. From there, she'd pry at the head of her foe to force her somewhat halfway towards a sit up, before Diana herself felt to her back. With her legs snatching up in an effort to lock them around Delta's head and cheeks from behind, before she had her ankles cross above her foes torso. To lock in a crushing head scissors, as Diana's hands went to the canvas to immediately prop herself up - to pour on the pressure instantly!

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Delta managed to get her shoulder up off the canvas, just, but she was still reeling from Diana's relentless assault. All she could do now was lie there breathing heavily, trying to recover her composure and regain some footing in this match.

Diana, however, had no intention of allowing the blue-clad beauty to get back into the contest, manoeuvring around behind her in preparation for the next move. Delta felt her head tipped up, before Diana's powerful legs came snaking around, clamping her already flushed face in a crushing headscissor!

"GNNHHH!" she blurted, eyes going wide with panic as Diana locked in the hold. Delta clawed at her opponent's leg desperately, her hips bucking and back arching as she struggled to break free.