The Phoenix and the Punk Princess: Aurora Gonzalez (D) vs. Katsumi Oshiro

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Aurora tried to put some distance on her opponent to recover. She made a mental note that chokes seemed to be Katsumi’s weakness, but she had no time for further consideration as Katsumi was quick to recover herself and closed the distance with Aurora. She brought the Latina to her feet and lifted her up into a cradle. Aurora squirmed and struggled against the humiliating move but suddenly found herself being brought down to Katsumi’s knee with a backbreaker! With Aurora bent over Katsumi’s knee, the crowd marveled and then laughed as Katsumi mockingly patted Aurora’s stomach before rolling her off the knee. Aurora groaned in pain on the ground before Katsumi.

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Katsumi, resting on knee, tilts her head to study the battered Latina lying on the mat. "Not playin' too rough with ya, am I?," she calls. "Am I goin' too fast? C'mon, lemme slow it down a little for ya..."

The Punk Princess leans in, hand reaching down to scoop the back of Aurora's head. She pauses long enough to raise a fist to the crowd, confident smirk playing on her lips as she signals something devastating to come. Then that fist lowers, seizing onto Aurora's arm while the other hand entangles her fingers in her hair. Both pull to manually raise Aurora to her feet once more, bringing the Latina beauty to stand in front of her.

Without skipping a bear, both hair and arm are released in favor of hooking her arms securely around Aurora's waist, yanking her body tight against herself. Bare stomach collides with bare stomach, abdominals grinding to abdominals, chests mashed tight together, hips locked against one another. Her forearms dig in against Aurora's lower back, hands gripping her by the ribs. And with each exhale she feels Aurora surrender, her arms flex to tighten up the bearhug a little further. Her back slowly arches, pushing her midsection hard into the Phoenix's belly, all in an effort to wear her down.

It's all a preamble to a terrible impact soon to come. But in the meantime, she's deadset on enjoying the grapple with the other woman. Her eyes try to lock onto hers, her smile wickedly eager, face only a few scant inches separated from Aurora's. Every exhale is a blast of warmth against her lips.

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Before Aurora knew it, she was pulled to her feet and was face to face with Katsumi once again. The Latina was powerless to stop Katsumi from wrapping her up in a bearhug. Aurora was more than a little embarrassed at being bearhugged by someone smaller than her. She was chest to chest, belly to belly with Katsumi. Her face turned a bit red, but between their fighting and the Latina’s tan skin, it was hard to notice.

”If you want to slow things down, take me to dinner first. But a nice one. I’m not cheap,” Aurora chuckled (and grimaced in pain). Her back had taken heavy punishment from the suplex and backbreaker. Aurora’s struggle grew harder and harder with each labored breath. She needed to get out. Fortunately her arms were free. She began punching Katsumi’s side and back. However, Aurora was out of gas. Her punches grew weak and her resistance faded.

The Latina wasn’t going to tap or be knocked out, but her struggling ceased. She slumped against Katsumi’s chest. Her arms weakly rested against Katsumi’s back and clutched her hair to no effect. The audience gasped as Aurora wilted in Katsumi’s crushing embrace. The ref asked Aurora if she submitted but the Latina didn’t quit.

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"Keheh~"

It was an unexpected little bit of pleasant teasing from the Latin wrestler. They'd begun the match with such animosity! Which, granted, was well-deserved, and Katsumi had pulled that proverbial trigger on purpose to get a rise out of her. But it was interesting to see how things had developed. Though she had to wonder when the heat faded. Was it during one of those pins? Or is it the squeeze doing the work?

Speaking of that squeeze, she suddenly finds herself being battered by fists. But they're lacking the force to really lay damage into her, perhaps a bit too late in the grapple to gain traction. And with that struggling beginning, she opts to increase the pressure on her spine, squeezing the slightly heavier girl against herself harder, arms trembling with effort. "Hnngh..!"

Finally, Aurora slumps. She feels her arms draping her, pawing, grabbing at her hair - but no more real struggles. It's time to shut her down. Supporting her in her arms, she pulls her along to the center of the ring in preparation. Knees bend, and rocket ramrod straight again, springing the two into the air! With an adroit torque, Katsumi twists in the air to roll over with her, bringing Aurora to slam down hard in the middle of the ring directly beneath her in a belly-to-belly powerslam aptly dubbed the Shutdown.

The loud *BOOM* of the impact shudders the ring and reverberates throughout the arena, leaving Katsumi lying flat over her opponent. Arms withdraw from her waist in favor of setting her hands over her biceps and holding her arms down to either side, she otherwise simply continues to lie over her. Sweat-glistened skin presses to sweaty skin, easily feeling each other shift as they breath, Katsumi tilts her head to rest her forehead against Aurora's, eyes falling shut. Open-mouthed panting cascades warm breath against her lips, heart pounding against her breast, she waits for the count.

The referee-girl doesn't make her wait long, pouncing down to the mat beside the pair. Her hand strikes the canvas. "One!"

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Aurora’s back was killing her. Katsumi was stronger than she looked and she was thoroughly dominating La Fénix, much to the crowd’s dismay (and some’s delight). They picked up as Aurora started punching her way out of Katsumi’s bearhug but when La Fénix went limp, they went silent. Aurora was pretty much propped up by Katsumi, but not for long. Katsumi executed a thunderous belly to belly powerslam. Aurora bounced and then landed on the ground starfished.

Katsumi landed on top of Aurora, adding a secondary impact sandwiching Aurora with the canvass. Opting to simply hold Aurora down with her body weight, Katsumi shifted to go for the body on body pin. The crowd watched the two women lay there like lovers and hooted and hollared accordingly. Aurora could feel Katsumi’s hot breath against her as the two women touched foreheads and stomachs. Aurora was dazed and only halfway there, but suddenly realized the ref started counting.

ONE!
TWO!
TH-NOOOOOOO!!!

Aurora kicked out at the last second. She got her shoulder up off the canvass, but Katsumi still pressed against her. ”Gonna take more than that to keep me down, bitch. Nice hug though,” she chuckled in between panting breaths. Aurora was breathing heavily, her stomach rising against Katsumi’s stomach. The two women clutched each other, fighting for breath and the will to make the next move.

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Katsumi let her eyes flutter shut as the count began, soaking in the moment. Her open, panting mouth draws into a smile, feeling only the basic modicum of life in the girl beneath her. She feels beaten. And a part of what she loves so much about the Shutdown signature is how naturally is lands her and her opponent. It's visually dominating, a striking position to be in, radiating nothing but confidence and control.

The second count hits, and Katsumi lets herself enjoy the moment more. The Latina's a pretty gal, appropriately spicy. It feels great to pin down someone like that, to establish herself over her. She lavishes in the full contact of her felled foe, the warmth of her skin, how the sweat sticks them together, her heart pounding against Aurora's chest.

Suddenly, the Latina's legs kick and she pops her shoulder up! Her eyes open to look back down at her face, not yet raising her head off of her, nor lifting the rest of her body yet. Instead, she just meets her gaze there, listening to her. "Bitch?," she asks. "And here I thought we were becomin' buddies." This is said with some obvious wry mirth to her tone.

The choice has been made to resist the sweet siren call of a comfortable pinfall! The referee has declared the match will go on! Reluctantly, Katsumi peels her body off of Aurora's, grabbing her by the thick mane of hair to draw her on up to her full height. She reaches in to wrap her arms around her waist again, though this time without a hug in mind! Instead, streamlined muscles flex and the slender girl hefts her opponent into the air to rest her stomach over her right shoulder. Her right arm remains wrapped around her waist for balance, while her left hand sets between her shoulders to tuck her upper-body down against her own, chest to chest.

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Aurora had a few moments of much needed recovery and she took advantage of it to the fullest extent. When Katsumi had pulled her to her feet, Aurora had gotten her bearings back. When Katsumi hoisted her over her shoulder to set up her next move, Aurora was ready. She pushed with her arms and used her incredible flexibility and core strength to move her legs and wrap them around Katsumi's neck. Aurora then swung her torso and, using her larger size, attempted to fling Katsumi with a hurricanrana!

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Katsumi held the girl aloft on her shoulder, joining both arms around her waist once she's fairly certain her upper-body isn't going to tilt or twist in any unpredictable fashion. Her goal is to keep squashing her - flatten her. Crush the air out of her, and with it, her will to fight back and resist. So the next move she has in mind for the Latina is a running powerslam.

She makes her way nearer to a corner of the ring and turns to face the wider open space. But she only makes it a few steps before her opponent slips forward and catches her with her legs, pulling her with her momentum into a whirling loop. Katsumi hits her back on the mat near the center of the ring with an audible, "Unf!" She lies there a moment, disoriented and splayed, hair fanned out behind her on the mat.

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Just when it looked like Aurora was against the ropes, she summoned a strength from deep within to resist. The Latina used her opponent's momentum against her and flung her with a hurricanrana. Aurora saw Katsumi starfished on the mat. She crouched and caught her breath while she waited for Katsumi to start getting up. When Katsumi was at the right height, Aurora charged and leapt in the air. The Latina sent a kick straight to Katsumi's face with an enziguri!

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It doesn't take Katsumi too long to begin recovering from the hurricanrana, her daze clearing and the soreness along her frame dulling back. She first props herself up onto an elbow, giving her head a quick shake. Then, the punkette twists over onto all fours to begin the process of gathering herself to her full height. But where did Aurora get off to? She doesn't feel the mat shaking, the subtle springiness of the ring usually a giveaway that someone's charging in. As she ponders, she starts to raise up to her full height, and gets about as far as one knee before a kick blasts against the side of her head. A spray of sweat issues from her brow, hair whipping back before the Punk Princess hits the mat in a dazed heap.