All That Glitters is-...an Emerald?!: Isabelle Romero (D) vs Alizeh Midori

[Misfit_Alien]

Isabelle smirked as Alizeh fell to her knees, face softly resting against the Spanish woman's slim waist. The friction of Alizeh's cheek rubbing against the latex of Isabelle's leotard made the beautiful, gilded Spaniard blush as she softly patted the green-haired woman on her head. "A rather impressive showing, my dear~...You're quite the 'gem' aren't you~?" She asked teasingly, feeling the warm, ragged breaths of the Emerald Storm rolling across her body, heating her up downstairs as her thighs shivered with delight, leading to Isabelle moaning slightly before steadying Alizeh on her knees and taking a step back, cartwheeling forward toward the Emerald storm, letting her legs latch onto the woman's head and neck, and attempting to leave Alizeh STUNNED via driving her face-first into the canvas with a Headscissors DDT!!!

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[Bare]

Alizeh's face was left resting against Isabelle's body, her breath washing down the mature woman's groin, every part of her hurting and sore as a result of the chop battle she herself initiated. Despite that however she wasn't upset by it, because it was something that she wanted to do, to test herself against the woman, and she wasn't disappointed in the slightest by the woman's sheer grit and strength.

That being said as Alizeh was pushed up onto her knees by Isabelle she sat there, totally vulnerable as Isabelle then came towards her, the woman's legs snapping around Alizeh's head before she was brought down face first into the mat! "Ugh!" Alizeh cried out in pain, her whole body shooting up from the impact before she collapsed down onto her back in a heap.

[Misfit_Alien]

With the Emerald Storm laid out beside Isabelle, the experienced and accomplished Spanish talent would pull her foe back up to her feet instead of going for a pin then and there. "Come now, Alizeh...we both know that wasn't enough to put you away. A woman like you-...strong, confident, bold...stunning~...you deserve so much more in a match. And I'm more than happy to give that to you." She said, having stood the dazed, green-haired woman up and locking in another kiss, much shorter than the previous one.

"I wouldn't dare to desecrate the sanctity of our match by wasting you with such a move. While effective, it doesn't exactly scream 'finish' now does it?" She said, pulling her into the corner, attempting to place Alizeh in a seated position at the top of the turnbuckle, looking to fold her over and prepare to drag her back down from the top of for a devastating Avalanche Piledriver as she began to coil her arms around Alizeh, almost locking her in place if the Emerald Storm didn't escape in time!!!

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[Bare]

Looking up at the lights of the arena with half lidded eyes Alizeh was very clearly punch drunk, as well as maybe a bit enamoured following the kiss from Isabelle, but no matter the case she was not in a state to properly fight back. Especially as Isabelle began to pick the greenette back up, turning her around while ushering those sweet, challenging words before kissing her again.

"Mmmph..." Alizeh moaned, leaning into the kiss only for Isabelle to pull away, making Alizeh blink slightly in disappointment before she was pulled along like a lost puppy, still dazed and hurting from the ddt, making her easy to force onto the corner, moaning half heartedly in response to Isabelle's words before her head was forced down between Isabelle's own, making her blush more as she grabbed onto Isabelle's hips... Before getting pulled off the corner and spiked into the mat with an avalanche piledriver! Immediately the greenette's body went still for a moment before collapsing down to the mat, seemingly completely out of it as a result of the magnificent finisher from Isabelle!

[Misfit_Alien]

Isabelle had crashed down onto the canvas, grunting slightly as her tailbone ached, but Alizeh was in a much worse position. The gilded Spanish beauty would flaunt her figure, posing sexily as she panted softly, sweat covering her form as she sat up, catching her breath and just...admiring Alizeh, savoring this moment in time before slowly rolling her onto her backside, straddling her and pinning her down with a soft kiss on the lips, their pelvises and breasts rubbing together as Isabelle gave the Emerald Storm a taste of what a 'Gold Rush' was really like. Warm, radiant...inviting...a prize worth more than any jewel, no matter how exotic and rare~...Gold was the standard for all things wealth-related and here Isabelle showed Alizeh a fortune more valuable than she could ever comprehend as the referee slid in to count the pin.


"1...!!!"

"2...!!!"

"3...!!!"


DING DING DING!!!

[Bare]

With that it was over. Nearly unconscious in the wake of the piledriver was barely aware of the fact that she was being turned over as well as the feeling of Isabelle's body pressing down against her, flesh to flesh, breast to breast, pelvis to pelvis and of course lip to lip as she pinned her down naturally for the full three count. It would be a hard lump to swallow once she fully came too... but in the end she could accept it. Especially since it was to someone she respected, even looked up too. Not to mention the feeling and sensuality with which she was doing it... and it felt good in a weird way. One thing was for sure though... this would not be the last time the Emerald Storm and Gold Standard met. Alizeh would see to that.

[Misfit_Alien]

Winner via Pinfall: Isabelle Romero