DD vs. DD: Deanna Duncan vs. Danica Donelle

[Dubski]

Deanna Duncan guffawed at that retort. Who did this chick think she was? "Oh yeah!?" exclaimed Deanna as she sent that knee directly towards Danica, only for it to be promptly shoved away, forcing Duncan into a stumble before she righted herself as she rebounded, coming back on the other end and she saw Donelle was already in motion! Not really ready to act quickly immediately, Deanna looked a bit nervous before she was nailed with a running crossbody that took her down underneath Danica!

"Ooof!" gasped the Diamond, instantly holding her chest and midsection, wincing. "Okay... Maybe not... Ow." She would then try to push her opponent away, trying to give herself some space after that hard-hitting crossbody.

[Bare]

Managing to dodge her opponent's knee strike attempt Danica made immediate use of the brief opening, making a dash at the ropes and bouncing off them to send herself running at her opponent, leaping up in order to crash into the Diamond with a crossbody! Taking the woman down and smushing her under her bodyweight Danica would smirk even as she was pushed off of her opponent, the girl's cry of pain and breathless resort being all she needed to hear.

"Told you so." Danica said mockingly as she bent down to grab Deanna's arm and haul her up to her feet. If successful in doing so than Danica would turn and Irish whip Deanna towards the corner! If this worked than Danica would rush immediately after her, turning at the last moment to crash back first into Deanna's body, utilizing her whole body as a weapon this time to smush the Diamond!

[Dubski]

Deanna was busy trying to catch her breath as she held her body in pain--of course that wouldn't last too long though. Danica had other ideas, and she was quite persistent. Seeing the danger Deanna was in, her idea was certainly to add up that continued pain into crushing her chest. A sound strategy, but not one that Duncan would realize Donelle was going for until it was too late.

She was yanked up, wincing, and then whipped into the corner. Deanna managed to turn her body at the last moment with a loud gasp and groan. But then the body of Danica went flying into her chest again, smashing her once more! "Ooooooh... ah...." said Deanna as she leaned forward as much as her opponent would let her, cringing in pain as she sucked in a deep breath. "I have... very unflattering... things to say about your weight... right now..." muttered Deanna Duncan, trying to collect herself, but not able to stop her mouth from moving all the same.

[Bare]

Danica smirked softly as she crashed hard into Deanna's body, sandwiching her between the corner and Danica herself which only made her smirk as she leaned back slightly while looking down at the girl in her captivity. "So you want to dig an even deeper grave than?" Danica asked mockingly, sliding her hands behind Deanna before locking her hands behind the woman's back, squeezing her in a hug that would almost be intimate had it not been for the crushing force with which she squeezed.

"Now then..." Danica said leaning down close to her foe's face... before capturing her lips in a kiss, one that was actually somewhat passionate, if one sided. However it was only meant as a distraction for Danica to walk herself and Deanna backwards, away from the corner. If successful in doing so she would suddenly pivor her hips, throwing herself back while releasing her grip on Deana to throw her overhead with a belly to belly suplex!

[Dubski]

Deanna Duncan would have liked a little more space now, not that Danica was about to grant it to her. She took the time to try catching her breath, but even that was being cut off from her, because a Bearhug followed, squishing her even further. "Gack!" yelped the Diamond, trying to push away her opponent off of her while she was having her body crushed further.

But then she was surprised by a passionate kiss, their lips locked together as Deanna stared wide-eyed at Donelle. It was a kiss that probably would've been a lot more enjoyable had she not been squashed now and could actually breathe. The shock of it all had Duncan moving with Danica, though her fighting against her seemed to lessen as her eye lids got heavier, letting out a content, but strained, soft moan of pleasure.

And just when she got the opportunity to enjoy it despite the situation, Danica went and threw Deanna Duncan up and over her head with a Belly-To-Belly Suplex landing her on her back and gasping out loud again. Her upper-half rose as she held her back, gritting her teeth and taking deep breaths. And still, Deanna said, "I'm getting... very mixed signals..." Closing her eyes, she shook her head, trying to clear out the cobwebs.

[Bare]

Smirking after successfully landing the belly to belly Danica would get up and smirk at the rocked Deanna, not just for her dominant position in the match, but because she had felt the girl kissing back towards teh end there. "If I didn't know any better I'd almost say you liked that." Danica asked mockingly as she walked behind Deanna and took a seat behind her, lifting the woman up before wrapping her legs around Deanna's head. "You'll love this then." Danica said mockingly as she began squeezing, trying to constrict Deanna's skull with a tight headscissor hold!

[Dubski]

Deanna kept a hand on her back as she was angled to not be laying flat on her back, groaning as her opponent talked back to her. "Oh yeah, a hot girl kisses me and I don't hate it. Crazy," said Deanna in a mocking tone. I mean, she couldn't really be blamed too badly for that, right? Then, she suddenly felt the legs wrap around her head and yelped out once more, trying to pry those thighs apart.

"And... in front of your boyfriend... too..." remarked Duncan, trying to figure a way out, grunting and groaning all the while. The headscissors was, in fact, not quite as enjoyable as the kiss, despite a lovely pair of thighs around her head. She might have felt as light-headed from it in a different way though. Eventually, Deanna had rocked them both onto their sides with a yelp. And then, she was able to slowly inch her way towards the ropes as she swiveled around, kicking her legs towards the rope once, twice, three times, and then the fourth, smacking the bottom rope to give herself a rope break before rapidly batting it to make sure the referee noticed!

[Bare]

Danica smirked haughtily at her opponent with cocky arrogance in her expression, clearly not at all bothered by the woman's attempt to be snarky against her, after all she was quite literally the one in control. "So first its unflattering thoughts about my weight, but now I'm hot? You're the one sending mixed signals in my book." Danica shot back with a grin before wrapping her legs around Deanna's head to squeeze her in a tight headscissor.

With that being said thought Deanna did say something that made Danica's face scrunch up in genuine disgust and discomfort. "Ew. Thats my brother you idiot." Danica said with disgust lace din her voice, squeezing Deanna harder as she turned on her side to amplify the force of her squeeze, an action that ultimately offered some lee way towards her opponent as the girl extended her legs out towards the rope.

Turning and noticing too late Danica hissed in annoyance and kept the squeeze on a bit longer than she should have, prompting the ref to count one.. two... three... Then Danica would release, just before she could get disqualified she would stand up and back off as per the ref with an annoyed look on her face as she waited for her foe to get back up.

[Dubski]

Deanna Duncan closed her eyes tight as her foot was batting the bottom rope frantically, waiting for the release of that tight headscissors, made tighter by her remark about Danica's brother. And finally... her skull was released from that pressure and she went wide-eyed, gasping as she put her hand to her head. "Jesus, lady... Those thighs are crazy," said Duncan, leaning back against the ropes and using her free hand to pull herself up. "But the kissing thing...? In front of your brother?"

The Diamond shrugged, gesturing to Vesper on the outside. "It's honestly less weird if he was your boyfriend, because at least you can play it off as a weird cuckold thing he gets off on," explained Deanna, looking over at Vesper now, shrugging. She then addressed Danica Donelle once more, a wry smile on her face. "Does he make out with dudes in front of you too, or is that just a one way weird thing? No judgment." Then, Deanna rolled her eyes, bobbing her head as she continued trying to soothe it. "Okay, a little judgment."

At this point, although Deanna was normally not very self-aware of what came out of her mouth, it became very clear that what came out of her mouth last had managed to actually get more of a reaction from her opponent. At this point, she was banking on it--she hoped that Donelle would make a mistake that she could take advantage of. "Want to kiss again? I think he has a better view from this angle," taunted Deanna, pursing her lips and making a loud, smooching smile.

[Bare]

Squeezing the hell out of Deanna's head with her headscisssors was oh so satisfying for Danica, especially considering the rapidly irritating words of her blabbermouth opponent, especially that comment about her kissing Deanna in front of her brother. If anything being forced to let go, thus allowing Deanna to speak was the absolute worst part of things. Especially considering she went right back on her tangent of the kiss in front of Vesper.

For Vesper's part outside the ring however he certainly didn't mind. Hell if anything he was enjoying it all, snickering with a smug smirk on his face and arms crossed as he watched Danica continue to get visibly angrier. Hell if anything her noticing him enjoying things seemed to only make her own annoyance grow even worse before she turned her focus back on her opponent with a venomous gaze.

Beginning to march her way towards Deanna like a furious giant Danica would hiss softly. "I'm not going to dignify that with a response... Not when there's so much better I can do..." Danica declared, looking to bend down and grab Deanna by her collar, looking to force her up to her feet and press her against the ropes before pulling her arm back and lashing it forward, trying to land a punishing chop towards her foe's chest!