Swans & Roses: Giselle Beauregard vs Viola del Verde Rosa

[Misfit_Alien]

After pinning Viola down, Giselle rested all her weight upon her opponent's legs, bearing down on her in hopes of securing the pin. However, Viola's spritely legs would provide the masked wrestler with a quick escape in the nick of time. The Spanish Rose's legs buck upward with such prominent force, knocking her gray-haired opponent away from the recoil alone as the referee's hand was a mere moment or two away from hitting the mat again for the three-count. Giselle lets out a slightly tired sigh, cracking a wry smile. She hoped to end things there, but a part of her was relieved that the match didn't end on such a sneaky note. However, she couldn't just let Viola do as she pleased. She had to remind her that anything could happen in this ring. While as graceful and elegant as a swan, Giselle wasn't above using a few sneakier tactics to ensure her victory.

"Hah-...what can I say, my love? You're a challenging foe. Therefore, I must pull out all the stops for you if I am to defeat you here and pin your shoulders to this mat. It's only necessary that I do everything in my power to beat you."

[Aeri]

She’d cock her head to the side, humming gently. She wasn’t personally the type for sly tricks, but Viola would not chastise Giselle.

“Hmm.. actions such as yours are folly to an untarnished wrestler such as me..! I will beat you without any doubt, display my dominance.. and then, truly.. can I make you mine.”

She’d smile. Viola stood up, shaking her head.. and then, she would move towards her opponent. Taking a bounding leap, she aimed to close the gap in but two steps, aiming a kick right at the Swans chest to leave her reeling!

[Misfit_Alien]

Giselle scouts the kick, but Viola's graceful speed leaves the veteran unable to evade the attack. Giselle throws her arms up, defending against Viola's incoming leg as it strikes with FORCE. The pain coursing through Giselle's arms leaves them tingling uncomfortably. As a result of taking the brunt of that kick head-on, she is launched back by the impact. The Cobalt Swan is sent into the corner, one arm draped around the ropes as she rests, trying to keep herself steady. She takes a few deep breaths and repositions herself, trying to remain light on her feet...at least, as best as she can.

[Aeri]

Inhaling lightly, Viola poised herself, and lightly took a bow for her fallen swan, smiling as she’d gently cup her breasts to accentuate them for her rival. Bouncing on her feet, she’d smirk a little bit, allowing a playful snigger to cross her mind..

“If I recall correctly.. after this, you WILL be kissing my posterior..

Hm! How about a little preview of that, my dear?”

Breaking into a run towards Giselle, Viola flipped into a cartwheel right as she came close to her beautiful foe! She’d swing her hips in the air, swinging downwards and bashing her bountiful bottom right into her face, mashing her face in with a powerful hip mash into a stinkface to further butter up her opponent for the impending doom she had planned for her by the time this match had reached its climax!

[Misfit_Alien]

Giselle tried to recover as quickly as possible after stumbling into the corner. She fell flat on her ass, a little disoriented even after blocking that kick. She was hardly coherent in the heat of the moment, but she tried keeping her wits about her. Through the ringing in her ears, she could see her passionate, masked opponent making a provocative statement targeted toward her. She barely made out the words, but given how intense things became between these two, it was safe to say that Viola had something planned for the Cobalt Swan. Seeing her dash so fast and twirl so gracefully through the air, Giselle was almost distracted by her elegant beauty...so much so that she almost didn't protect herself...almost-...She turns her head to the side and tries to shield her face with her arms...she barely protects herself from the impact...but the ensuing smother manages to overwhelm the middle-aged veteran with ease...the only saving grace for the finely-aged woman was that Viola's ass was grinding against half of her face. She kept her lips away from those cheeks, denying Viola her kiss...If her beloved masked rose wanted it so badly, she'd have to beat her for it!!! Despite the lack of kissing, though, Giselle was still thoroughly humiliated by the act...Although-...part of her rather enjoyed being in this position~

[Aeri]

The Rose could tell it hadn’t been as effective as she wanted, the elaborate attempt to deliver a devastating stinkface foiled by Giselle avoiding the full extent of her booty on her face. As Viola smushed and ground her cake against the elder woman’s face, she’d move her hips up and down..

“I can tell you’re enjoying this~”

She’d say, rolling off and looking at the flushing veteran. Viola got on all fours, cocking her head.. as she’d crawl over to Giselle. Time to give her something she’d *really* enjoy.

Her fingers simply trailed up her enemies well toned body, hand rubbing against her jawline as she’d lean in for a kiss. Viola aimed to meet the veterans lips, invade her mouth with her own, while subtly lifting both to their feet. She’d clasp Giselles hands in her own, a tender gesture..

.. but what followed was anything but. Suddenly, a sharp pain surged through Giselle’s body, originating from her stomach. A knee drove deep into her gut, followed by another one.. and another. Viola’s grip turned tight like a krakens tendrils, kissing and sucking the oxygen from the lovely swan while battering her stomach, delivering pain and pleasure alike!

[Misfit_Alien]

As Viola rubbed her ass across half of Giselle's face, the Cobalt Swan did everything in her power to resist the temptation currently grinding against her. Her face reddened as her breathing became ragged and heavy. Viola's soft hindquarters were working their charm to a nearly overwhelming degree as Giselle sat cornered and almost helpless, pressing her hands to Viola's ass to try and push it away before it was too late. As the masked woman spoke to her, the Cobalt Swan could feel her heart racing twice as fast as she hung on every word that left Viola's mouth. "Nn-...of COURSE I enjoy this, my sweet rose...but alas, I cannot give in so easily. Only in defeat will I allow you to conquer me...And I have heard no bell ring yet." She stated before Viola finally peeled her round, curvy ass cheeks off the woman's face.

Giselle was left hot, sweaty, and nearly breathless as she panted. The Cobalt Swan had been effectively stamina-broken...Meanwhile, the romantic Rose would begin to methodically crawl toward the woman on all fours. Giselle could feel tingling sensations all over her frame as Viola moved in to steal a kiss. The masked woman locked lips with the veteran, once again charming the blue-and-gold-clad woman. Giselle was brought to her feet as Viola continued to dominate her. The Rose used her lips and tongue to sensually invade Giselle's mouth with an unparalleled level of technique...Giselle was clueless on how Viola was so good at this...she just knew that she wanted MORE...she NEEDED more. She clung to Viola tightly, kissing back and feeling up her body until-

-WHAM-

A knee to the stomach had the Swan reeling in pain as she gasped and coughed, legs nearly buckling from the first blow...If not for Viola holding her in place, Giselle would've surely fallen after taking two, three, no-...FOUR MORE CONSECUTIVE KNEES TO THE STOMACH, winding the woman and causing her to slump across the masked woman's figure, head laying across Viola's modest, pillowy chest as she groans, twitching somewhat from the waist down.

[Aeri]

“For a veteran, my love- you act like a lovesick schoolgirl when faced with a little kiss-“

Viola said, watching her opponent slump down on her breasts, head against (rather large) titty. She’d caress her hair for a little bit, knee still dug deep into her stomach. Viola’s irises watched as she’d drool across her rack and smile a little. Sliding her arm around her waist, the woman gently began to lift her off her feet, and leave Giselle standing.

Albeit like a newborn fawn.

“You said you didn’t hear the bell yet? Allow me to change that very soon, with this final dance I bestow upon you!”

She’d smile at her, taking her hand and spinning Giselle into her embrace. Viola kept her there for a second, delivering a soft smooch.. before spinning her out, and drawing her back in with a rough tug, using her free arm to absolutely devastate her with a ripcord lariat aimed right at her chest to DROP Giselle onto the canvas with a SPLAT! Viola dropped too, dropped her knee down right against her chest, lifting her leg up and running her hand through her hair..

“Good night, sweet princess.”

So confident in her victory was the masked dancer, as the referee came and slammed his hand against the mat with a loud..

“ONE!!!”

[Misfit_Alien]

Giselle could barely hold onto her consciousness after having the air driven out of her with such force while Viola comforted her all the while. It felt so easy to just give up and fall asleep in that soft chest...Viola's gentle demeanor and romantic words lifted the ailing Giselle onto cloud nine, leaving her in a heavenly state of euphoria as the two shared a charming dance and a seductive kiss that practically had Giselle feeling submissive and weak in the knees. Most of the crowd believed this was it. The match was surely decided at this stage. Viola managed to strike Giselle right in the chest, knocking more breath out of her with the initial impact before slamming her to the ground with the latter half of the sudden Ripcord Lariat. Mounting atop Giselle's chest was a cocky display of dominance, but-...it was one that the Cobalt Swan admired as she moaned breathily, barely able to let out a mere squeak, let alone a complete sentence, seemingly finished this time-...

"TWO!!!"

"TH-!!!"

At the LAST second, Giselle manages to kick out, clearing both shoulders off the mat as she turns on her side, barely escaping from the jaws of defeat. She let out a raspy gasp, chest heaving up and down after bucking Viola off of her, her face glowing red as she blushed and moaned, trying to keep herself together as her composure was slipping bit by bit. "Apologies...my darling~...-cough, cough-...but I'm afraid I can't allow you to put me to bed just yet. This finely-aged party animal is a bit of a night owl...and I-...h-have PLENTY left in my tank." She said through gasping breaths, slowly pulling herself to her feet with the help of the ropes.

[Aeri]

Viola was not one to usually lose composure, but she could not deny that Giselle had getting a bit off rhythm. Having dropped Giselle onto the canvas like a pancake, folded her up and added some sweet maple syrup in her kiss, she had made the perfect meal to end the match with..

But no. The spry veteran had more strength left in her than she had expected, and Viola had let up not one, but two pin falls. Sitting on the mat, her face flushed red with a little more than exhaustion.. Viola peered at Giselle, who was telling her about how much she had in the tank while barely able to get to her feet with her quivering.

It was.. a little embarrassing for the proud luchadora, and her red cheeks showed it. She only pinned when she was confident in her victory, but her confidence was foiled again.. by her rather very stubborn opponent.

“Miss Giselle, you just won’t stay down, hmm..

You say you have plenty left in the tank, so allow me to drain all you have from your body.”

She’d say, the sisterly woman slowly standing to her feet. As a Luchadora, she was a bit fond of attacks from the skies. And what better way to clip a swans wings than from the air? Slowly standing up, Viola walked over to the ringside, lifting herself up onto the ropes and blew a kiss or two to the crowd.

She’d slap her ass, allowing Giselle to watch as the object of her doom jiggled a little bit, before bouncing right off the ropes, fully intending to clasp Giselle’s head in her arms, and drop her down for a Rose Scented Stunner!!