To the Beat of Wings - Phoenix Vandrake vs Anna D'Amore (D)

[Malkavia]

"ONE!!..."

A cold sweat broke out on Phoenix's face, in spite of the thighs straggling her cheeks. It was easy to be furious, to bluster, to bellow, but defeat—permanent, humiliating, deadly—was seconds away and she felt it like a shock to the solar plexus.

She punched, but the angle was weak. Her arm couldn't bend because the God damn mat—

"TWO!!..."

A wet thrill ran between Phoenix's legs up her navel. It was the smell. The smell between Anna's legs reminded Phoenix of...of the evening. Her sex-starved body ached, and as much on instinct as anything, she loosened her tongue and pressed against and up the thin fabric of her opponent's boxer's, like she would Severa's, desperate but with practiced technique, at the same time that she cupped the girl's hips and HEAVED.

[Albentes]

"Ahhh! Ok thats It you fucking bitch" (ok lo hai voluto tu fottuta puttana" Anna stopped the pin to beat Phoenix up, She dared to use Her fucking tongue! She was blinded with rage like her opponent, She wouldn't be chill anymore and now She started to punch the bitch Everywhere, so hard that the ref had to stop Her!!

"ILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Anna was so furious from that and now Just wanted to beat and humiliate Her opponent, and After some beating She went to fold Phoenix legs and sat on Her face while pinning Her again!
"TRY TO LICK THIS BITCH!" The ref started to count again...

ONE!

[Malkavia]

It moved so fast, Phoenix had trouble keeping up. Her tongue between Anna's legs hit a nerve, and the woman peeled away from her. She was free—for half a second. Then, Anna started pummeling her.

Gut, face, ribs.

She didn't have time to think, react, even cuss. She went down as fast as she went up, cringing away from the hurt, practically crawling, hands up to shield her face. Then Anna hooked the leg.

"TWO!"

[Albentes]

Anna decided that After this PIN She would leave Phoenix folded and would smack Her breasts. Phoenix maybe Lost the match but She made Anna more heelish and gave Her more devious thoughts, She enjoyed beating this bitch up...

"You're lucky that this wasn't AN hentai match or i would leave you naked.." (sei fortunata che questo non era un mach perverso oppure ti avrei lascio nuda..)

[Malkavia]

"THREE!"

As soon as the ref's hand hit the mat, Phoenix clenched. She made fists, bit her lip, and squeezed her eyes shut. Swallowing was painful, and before she knew what was happening, her eyes were burning.

When she realized, a light note of panic hit her chest—but the smack across her tit dragged her back to the match. Her eyes flashed and landed on Anna.

"G-get...off me!"

[Albentes]

"Fine loser girl!" (Va bene perdente!) Anna went to celebrate on the corners and the crowd cheered on her, she beaten the angry girl and was happy for it. This match was finally over and she couldn't believe that she got this first win on her debut! She was happy and sad at the same time. Why her opponnent was so angry? She couldn't understand it but for now she got off her and took distance to continue celebrating before going away...

[Malkavia]

Severa would be waiting. She'd slink out of the ring, make her way to the showers, and—

Phoenix pounded the mat once, twice, three times, each other than the last, until the last one made sharp, intense pain bloom in her wrist. Loser girl—it stung. It was a childish insult, and that made the fact that it stung worse. Phoenix should be above this. Instead, her face got hot, her body heavy. She pushed her forehead into the mat.

Another week without relief.

Winner by pinfall: Anna D'Amore