A Duel Between Divas: Aisha vs. Candy Cane

[Lunaspark]

Once more Aisha was forced back up to her feet. wincing at the stinging in her scalp from her hair being pulled. Her breath was hard and heavy as she was stood back up, her generous bust heaving with every labored breath that she took. She was tired. She was sweaty. She was drained. The match hadn't even been going for that long but she was feeling exhausted. She couldn't remember the last time she had went so hard and so fast so soon into a fight. There really seemed to be no love lost between her and Candy. There was nothing there but dislike and a seemingly mutual hatred left over from their Rumble Roses days.

Onto her feet once more, and the diva shivered as Candy slid back behind her. She groaned as her arms were pulled up, and at the feel of Candy's large bust against her back she felt a very light blushing in her cheeks. She tried to squirm away, but soon enough Candy had that full nelson locked in, trapping Aisha in her grip.

The diva struggled. She tried to wiggle from side to side, she tried to take a step or two forwards. She even tried to lean forward to make Candy loosen the hold. Anything she could do to weaken the redhead's grip and find a way to free herself.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane pressed herself up tightly against Aisha, forcing their frames to be stuck together like glue as she breathed out heavy hot breaths against that sweaty neck and shoulders of Aisha. Her arms flexing as she held the diva tightly stuck in the firm full nelson hold. It wasn't long before Aisha began to struggle, stepping forward and shaking and leaning forward.

Pressing that curvaceous rear of hers against Candy Cane's groin. Forcing a light blush upon Candy Cane's cheeks as she tried to pull Aisha back up into a normal stand again. She'd press down on that head and neck a bit more, trying to make the full nelson all the more painful for The Dancing Sister.

" Hah...give it up Beyoncé, you won't be dancing out of this one." Candy Cane kept mocking the bronze skinned beauty as she tried to wear Aisha down physically and mentally now as well.

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Aisha rubbed against Candy as the two women struggled for dominance; the diva trying to escape, and the rocker trying to keep her held tight. Her blush grew slightly deeper at the closeness, the two of them pressed so tightly together, their hot, sweat-soaked skin grinding another one another's as they each fought to gain control of the situation.

But then, Candy spoke up. She said that name again. Beyoncé. That awful name that Aisha was sick of hearing. She was sick and damn tired of hearing comparisons to Beyoncé, of all people. Despite her exhaustion, and the predicament of her situation, she felt a tremble of rage building up inside. She was getting angry again, and anger was good. She could use anger. She could turn it against Candy.

Aisha inhaled sharply, and then suddenly, as if out of nowhere, she let out a deep howl. She tried to quickly lean her body forwards, at the same time that she took a step slightly to the side, trying to adjust her position so that Candy would be lifted off of her feet, just enough for her weight to send the two of them toppling back down to the mat.

[Devastated]

The scene was something that had the crowd hollering for the two ladies, they had been fighting it out in a very rough manner so far but this close submission hold now that they were drenched in sweat and both panting out in the manner they were...well it was something that sent a shiver through the bodies of each of the male viewers.

Candy Cane felt Aisha start to struggle a bit more...then suddenly she leaned forward as she let out that yell. With her slightly greater height it made Candy Cane's feet leave the canvas as her groin was pressed against Aisha's rear. It was only for a second though as they then both tumbled to the side onto the mat. "Ungh..." Rebecca Welsh groaned out as she crashed onto the mat, she had lost her hold and tried to bring her leg up to give a kick to Aisha's back to force the woman to roll away from her so she could roll away from Aisha as well.

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Aisha hit the mat with a crash, wincing at the feeling of her flesh upon the canvas again, but she could breath in relief at being free from Candy's hold. Candy's kick struck her back, and she was forced to roll away from her, but she was still relieved at the hold being broken. "Whew..." she muttered, as she rolled onto her belly, slowly pushing herself up to her hands and knees. She remained in that position for a moment, staring down at the mat, her face curtained by her long, sweaty blonde hair, but soon enough she raised her head, staring over towards Candy Cane.

"Hey Red?" She called out, her voice tired but an obviously mocking tone in her words. "How ya feeling? I hope you ain't too tired yet. I ain't done dancing yet..."

[Devastated]

Candy Cane rolled away from Aisha and soon pushed herself up to her hands and knees, she panted out and looked down on the mat just like Aisha and shortly enough they both brought they heads up and glared at each other. Hearing Aisha's words caused Candy Cane to click her tongue, she would shake her head and start to push herself up towards her knees, bringing her arms up to wipe the sweat off of her forehead. " Tired? Are you joking? I'm just getting started!" Candy Cane bluffed, she huffed for hair and then pushed herself up to her feet. It probably wasn't a very convincing bluff... considering the state she looked to be in.

" You look pretty worse for wear though..." Candy Cane spoke out as she would raise her arms up and ready to throw down with Aisha again, starting to move closer towards her fellow singer rival. She'd move in and attempt to throw a hard right fist through the air, aiming it right for that pretty head of Aisha's.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha tsked back at Candy, as she climbed up to her feet standing on somewhat shaky legs as she staring down the redhead. She wasn't buying Candy's bluff, but she couldn't deny that she was in pretty bad shape herself. Still, though. She was bigger, and tougher, and just plain better than Candy. Both of them were tired, but the diva knew that if she just played her cards right, she could see this through to the end and come out on top.

Soon enough, Candy came in again, and Aisha was ready to get their dance started back up. She raised her own arms up in a defensive manner in front of herself, waiting, patient for just the right moment, and when Candy lunged in for her punch, the diva knew she had it.

She weaved to the side, out of the way of Candy's punch again, and threw herself back to the mat. At the same time, she lashed out with both of her legs, trying to catch them around one of the redhead's own, trying to trip Candy up and send her face-first to the canvas with a drop-toe hold.

[Devastated]

Coming in with that right fist the redhead was looking to go right back to re-arrange that pretty face of the pop-idol. Though as she threw that punch it sailed through the air and hit....something but not anything very solid, air and strands of Aisha's hair was all it managed to hit as the dancing sister dropped out of the way for that punch of the punk-rocker.

The Canadian's eyes grew wide as her old rival's strong and deadly legs snapped shut against hers and forced Candy Cane to stumble forward and then crash front first onto the canvas. " Uugh!" she grunted out as she hit the mat face and breasts first, wincing as she bright her hands to the mat and would try to push herself up again...though she was slow to do so and was fairly open to a follow up by the bronze skinned woman.

[Lunaspark]

Candy was moving slow but Aisha, despite her fatigue, was feeling empowered by the sudden turnaround. The diva was ready to give Candy another taste of her own medicine, and ready to give the bratty redhead the beating she so rightfully deserved.

As Candy started to push herself up, Aisha turned her way and sprung towards her while she was still on her hands and knees. Her arms wrapped quickly around Candy's waist, and she began to tug and pull to work her back up to her feet once again.

As soon as they were standing, the exact moment she had Candy back on her feet, Aisha would tighten her hold, and with a bit of effort she would attempt to haul the younger girl off of her feet, attempting to fall back at the exact same time in order to toss Candy over with a quick belly-to-back suplex.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane coughed out as she was on her hands and knees...drops of sweat fell from her face onto the mat as she shook her head a bit and tried to push herself up to her knees. Though that was something she shortly enough got aid with as Aisha's strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist and hauled the punk-rocker up.

The Canadian winced as she looked back over her shoulder, shifting a bit in Aisha's hold as she brought her hands to grip on Aisha's wrists and try to pry those arms off of her. " Hrrgh...L-let me..GO!" Candy Cane shouted out through grunts and groans as she was then lifted up off of her feet. She sailed through the air for a moment before she was brought down painfully onto the mat on her shoulders and upperback with that nasty belly to back suplex! " Ruagh!"