Freezer Katakura vs. HEAT Mihoko - A Match Of Ice And Fire

[BlackAkuma]

The spinning backfist connected well, a better strike than she could’ve hoped for. While it was, perhaps, a little early in the match to be breaking out such things, she felt it was warranted in this case. Though she had done well so far in this match, she couldn't deny there was a pressure to HEAT’s attacks, an unrelenting nature that grew dangerously close to being overwhelming. The sooner she shut this woman down, the easier a time she would have.

She fully expected the hit to bring HEAT down, so when she turned around in full and saw the woman charging at her once more, she had a moment of shock. No matter, though - if one hit wouldn’t bring her down, two would. She began to twist about once more as her opponent approached, looking to hit her with another Ice Breaker and double up the damage.

HEAT was quicker on the draw this time, however, and ducked under her blow, leaving Freezer to overrate and spin about. She managed to correct herself after a moment, but her foe was already airborne by the time she’d locked on again, sailing through the air with open legs, catching her around the neck, and forcing her into a flip.

Freezer went tumbling away, in a path that carried her under the ropes and deposited her outside of the ring. She fell off the apro and just managed to come to a stumbling stop on her feet, but she was left disoriented by the sudden rush.

[Dubski]

HEAT's body flew in the air and snapped and swung around, throwing Freezer Katakura down to the mat in a wicked flying headscissors! Heat landed on the mat onto one knee, staring at Katakura as the momentum carried her rolling under the bottom rope and to the outside! Her opponent ended up on her feet, stumbling around. Mihoko just grinned broadly as she stared at her and then shouted, "Let's freaking GOOOOOOOOOO!" Swiftly, HEAT Mihoko would swing up to her feet and then sprint towards the ropes opposite of where Freezer was. She had Katakura disoriented and perfectly lined up to do something wild and impressive and unload all of that energy she had surging through her early in the match.

The Hot-Blooded Fighter rebounded off the ropes and came sprinting towards the ropes close to Freezer Katakura, lined up perfectly. And then with a show of athleticism and high octane, she leaped up, turning her body as she did so, and she went sailing over the top rope without any of her body touching it--clearing it entirely. She would then come down at Freezer Katakura, aiming to land her whole body weight on her with a Backflip Senton over the top rope that she calls Crash & Burn! She wanted to smash Freezer with her whole body, exploding her fit form against her and look good doing it!

[BlackAkuma]

‘Hot-Blooded Fighter’ indeed. Freezer knew that name, but she hadn't imagined that the woman it belonged to would be so worthy of the title. There didn’t seem to be any single move with HEAT - it was all just one move, flowing together, a non stop barrage of withering action, and she could easily see how even the best of wrestlers could be overwhelmed by this offense.

But not her.

Freezer shook her head on the outside of the ring, trying to clear her head after that forced flip. She wasn’t hurt all that bad, but her sense of direction needed a moment to adjust, and more importantly, she needed to figure out where her opponent was and what she was up to before-

”Freezer, look out!”

A cry from her Club’s section rang out and gave her a warning of the incoming danger, one that Freezer caught on to a moment to late. She brought her arms up in defense of the flying HEAT, but that was the only defense she could muster before the woman crashed into from above, landing hard and smashing her up against the barricade with the impact. Freezer cried out and fell forward shortly afterwards, collapsing to the mats.

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko's body flew gracefully in a backwards vault over the top rope and then just a moment later, her body smashed on top of Freezer with the Crash & Burn! After landing on top of Katakura, HEAT stepped towards her battered opponent and closer to the crowd, holding up a fist as she gave a mocking look to the Club section, sticking her tongue out at them.

The Hot-Blooded Fighter would then turn, looking down at Freezer and shout, "You thought you were getting cute, but news flash, chick! You're going to get trounced today!" Mihoko grabbed hold of Freezer and forced her to her feet before taking hold of her arm. Then, HEAT would suck in a deep breath before starting up her momentum and attempting to Irish Whip Freezer towards the nearest ring steps, aiming to send her crashing into the steel and continue her onslaught with no signs of slowing down!

[BlackAkuma]

Credit where it was due - that was most unpleasant. Freezer did her best to shake off the damage, but she had to concede, the little spitfire was doing an excellent job of applying pressure. Her strategy here was a clear one, looking to overwhelm her, swarm her with attacks, run her ragged and take her down before she could ever mount a proper offense. Not an uncommon way to approach a wrestling match, but Freezer was having trouble thinking of anyone who’d done it so well. HEAT was proving to be quite the thorn in her side.

But she was young, and with youth came a certain unwarranted assuredness. One that could be exploited in the right situations.

She suspected that one such instance was presenting itself now, as her opponent brought her back to her feet and forced her to stand, looking to send her off with an Irish Whip. Instead of just going along with it, Freezer pulled back, bracing with her feet and resisting HEAT’s pull. She gritted her teeth, yanked back hard, and aimed to send HEAT into the barricade with her own Irish Whip, slamming her into the steel where her fan club could get a good look.

[Dubski]

HEAT was feeling herself through the match so far, throwing hard hitting and impactful moves at Freezer. She was fired up, seemingly not going to stop for even a second. She barely looked winded, just gliding on the adrenaline of it. Mihoko wasn't done here and grabbed hold of her opponent to bring her up. And then, she would grab hold of Freezer's arm and stepped back, reading to send her flying towards the ring steps behind her, but then her foe had planted her feet, stopping HEAT from whipping her.

Scowling, HEAT Mihoko let out a groan, getting ready to attempt this again, but instead Freezer had tugged Mihoko towards her, sending the Hot-Blooded Fighter heading right past her! HEAT's bad landed against the barricade as she turned her back before impact, hitting the steel with a yell. "Gah!" Clinching her eyes shut, Mihoko's back arched as she let out a gasp of pain, falling to her knees with her arms out, trying not to move and add to the aggravation in her spine. It seemed that Katakura had finally stopped the intense action of HEAT and forced her to pause, at least for right now.

[BlackAkuma]

Freezer fell to her knee right after she sent HEAT flying, perhaps putting a little more pepper into the move than was absolutely necessary. Typically, she liked to hold back at the onset of a match, take some time to assess her situation and get a feel for her opponent, but this was a case where that strategy was simply untenable - her foe was simply too persistent, too aggressive, too everything to be held at bay for long. No, Freezer had to bring the fight to her.

So far, the results were acceptable.

”3!”

Freezer waved off the referee, ignoring her for the moment, as she closed in on HEAT with a lick on her lips, trying her best to hold back as she approached. She reached as soon as she was in arm’s reach and placed a hand on the feisty fighter’s chest. For a hot, tempting moment, she ran her fingers along her opponent’s body. Feeling her. Taking in the sensations. Pressing against her. Showing the lust on her face, unbidden and wanting.

But then that moment ended, and Freezer reeled back, swung her arm, and set HEAT’s chest on fire with a blazing knife edge chop.

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko had finally been stopped, but she was sure to not let it be for long. As she slowly got back to a standing position as Freezer approached, the pain in her back was still throbbing from her collision with the guard rail. She heard the referee counting them out right now, but she was going at her own pace. There was no real danger of count out yet. However, Katakura might make that more difficult. Freezer's hand was on her chest and she was about to react, but then she saw the look on her face that had HEAT taken aback for a moment. Was she...? No, surely not. She wasn't about to deal with some kind of weird perfect feeling her up.

But then the knife edge chop went roaring into her chest, making her yelp out in pain. "Ah!" HEAT put a hand to her chest, gritting her teeth with a groan. Sucking in breath through barred teeth, she glared right at Freezer and shook her head. If there was one thing that could start to fire her up again, it was that stinging feeling from being chopped. The red on her chest that was forming.

So Mihoko retaliated in the simplest of ways. She stepped forward away from the guard rail with a knife edge chop of her own, looking to color the chest of her opponent too. HEAT wasn't going to back down--certainly not to a move like that. There was too much fire still in her to let up now.

[BlackAkuma]

An instant after the chop landed, Freezer brought her hand up to her lips and gave her glove a quick lick, stealing some of HEAT’s tastes and taking a sample. It was faint, the briefest, smallest hint of sweat and flesh, but it was more than enough for her sensitive taste buds to properly register, and she relished the flavor. A shame that this wasn’t a hentai match, or something with a more lewd stipulation - she craved more, so much more, but she would have to make do.

Freezer wasn’t too worried about it, though - if there was one thing she excelled at, it was getting the most fun out of her matches, and there would be many more chances before she was through, here.

”4!”

”I know, I-”

Freezer was in the process of rolling her eyes and waving off the referee’s warnings when HEAT erupted, coming back to life and letting fly with a fiery chop to the chest. The strike landed on target, slashing across her chest and leaving a blazing red mark across her chest. She swore, she could feel the fine hairs coming off her skin, and the hit left her staggering back against the ring apron.

Clutching her chest. Gasping, painting. Smiling. ”Oh,” She licked her lips. ”Oh, I like you.”

Not to be outdone, Freezer moved in once again, reeled back, and threw her full body weight behind another chest, shooting her hand out like a bullwhip and aiming for a similar effect. She wanted to make this woman’s skin sing

[Dubski]

HEAT Mihoko let loose her chop, echoing into the crowd as the move even hit with enough impact to send Freezer against the apron. The Hot-Blooded Fighter shook out her arm, scowling at her opponent, but seemingly satisfied with her handiwork, seeing that she already left a mark from the harsh strike. Only Katakura seemed to be smiling from it and even complimented her. Wrinkling her nose in confusion, HEAT gave a short shake of her head.

Then, Freezer closed the gap and laid into her with another chop. This time, it was louder than before and sent HEAT stumbling back and falling on her behind, holding her chest with both arms, gasping with her eyes wide. "Gaaaaaaah...!" shouted the brunette, feeling the stinging pain surging through her. The blow had even sent her back to sit against the guard rail again.

Closing her eyes tight, HEAT took deep, angry breaths to psyche herself up. An angry, fired up miniature dragon. The burning in her chest just made her even more determined to come back at Freezer Katakura again. She pushed down on the padded outside and forced herself up to her feet and stormed right towards Freezer and screamed, "Well I don't like you, you weird little pervert!" Then, she started firing machine gun chops towards Freezer's chest, consumed by a surging blast of adrenaline to fire away at her opponent with no signs of stopping--until she suddenly did. And that was only to take her opposite hand and throw it down towards Freezer's chest with an overhead chop, wanting to just absolutely ravage her chest with the stinging strikes with impressive zeal.