Catherine Celestial vs Katsumi Oshiro - No Disqualification

[CyanDimitrik]

Waiting. Watching.

Catherine approaches, and Katsumi swallows hard.

The approach is slow. Not a rush. No spear, no body avalanche, no yakuza kick.

Katsumi languishes in the corner a bit longer, trying to bait her in closer. Ever closer. Until the muscled woman throws that punch. That's when Katsumi springs into motion like a trapdoor spider, twisting herself to the side and hooking an arm around Catherine's shoulder. In the same motion, the punkette drops to a seated position, pulling hard on that captive shoulder to drive Catherine's head forward and ram it into the turnbuckle.

There's no delaying at that point. Any daze she'd secured against her opponent would have to be capitalized on now. With limbs unwilling to work, Katsumi urges them to scramble. She picks herself up and turns Catherine around against the corner and leans in close. Her chest presses into the other woman's as she hooks her arms beneath her toned thighs. With a huff, she hoists Catherine up to seat her atop the turnbuckle pad.

This is beyond risky. It's what Katsumi keeps telling herself. But she needs to make sure Catherine can't fight back. Now's not the time for half-measures or playing it safe. Now is the time to commit to bold choices. And so, Katsumi hauls herself up the ropes to join her, climbing on unsteady legs with wobbly ropes.

First, while balanced between the middle ropes, she hooks her arms beneath Catherine's shoulders to start to lift her to stand on the top cables. Then, holding onto Catherine, she climbs her left foot onto the top rope. Then the right. And finally, those arms lower to encircle Catherine's waist.

Panting softly, each exhale a heated beat against the other woman's lips, Katsumi holds Catherine's body snug against herself. The two stand toweringly high above the audience, embraced at the precipice. Her heart hammers wildly against Catherine's breast, each inhale brushing her body against her as she steels her nerves for what's about to come.

[Blade ocs]

Catherine got close to her. She refutes and goes for her to give her a punch to her gut. However, Katsumi has strength left. She manages to dodge it. Not by normal means but by jumping.

By going to the middle rope, she managed to make Catherine punch air. Catherine made a small "whut" sound. Shenemver has experienced anything like that before.

What she also didn't expect is for Katsumi to lift her up to the middle ropes. Did she really say "What!?" She feels her grab her and give her a bear hug.

She grunts, but Katsumi goes to the top rope. "j wanna play a game?She asks Katsumi. Katsumi has to act now before Catherine pulls a hand out and strikes her.

The crowd is waiting. Some fans want Katsumi to pull it off. Others know what's going to happen if Catherine counters. Others are just dying to see what will happen.

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi maintains the hold around Catherine's waist for a bit, ensuring she has balance with her. Ensuring she can pull off the insane thing she's about to do. She'd done it only once before with another girl - one noticeably smaller than Catherine. One noticeably more pliable and cooperative.

The arms cinch a little more around the other woman's waist. And finally, using the top ropes' flexible elasticity, Katsumi throws herself from the top turnbuckle with Catherine's body hugged tight to her. They twist the the air, arcing, until Catherine is angled beneath her. Everyone can see it coming. Everyone can tell what this is. Few have gotten to see it at all. Even fewer ever in person. It's a top rope Shutdown signature, Katsumi's high-impact belly-to-belly suplex executed from the highest of risky real-estate.

Their bodies together collide against the mat, with Catherine taking the full brunt of it. Katsumi's supple form lands flat against her, chest flattening chest, her stomach crushing Catherine's, hips colliding with hips. The entire rings shakes, and the referee-girl looks absolutely beside herself with the risk of it all!

[Blade ocs]

It just dawned on Catherine. This feels like a belly-to-belly suplex. She's going to do it off the top...

Katsumi launches herself, sending her and Catherine off the top rope. Katsumi made sure that Catherine got it. tie the full impact. Crashing onto the mat.

Catherine screamed in pain. She knows this isn't good. That hurt badly. She needs to muster strength to get up before Katsumi does something, however it. will take a while. That impact was very strong.

[CyanDimitrik]

The audience is on their feet. Everyone paid for a seat, and not a soul is using them. They know the finish is coming. One way or another. In fact, this could be the finish. It's easy to think so, what with Katsumi lying flush against Catherine. It's technically a pin, if noticeably exhausted.

Katsumi's head rests on the mat beside Catherine's, every panting breath pressing their bodies together. Her arms still haven't moved from around the other woman's waist, hugging tight onto her as if she were a life raft.

The punkette turns her head subtly, bringing her lips to Catherine's ear. "I'm not... gonna... get a chance... to say this later..." Every exhale beats warmth against her rival's skin, and her arms tighten just a little. Not enough to add additional pain or strain, but a little akin to a horizontal hug. Invisible to the audience, but definitely not invisible to Catherine. "This.. fight.. means the world to me..."

She doesn't know why she's being so honest right now. Why she feels the need to tell her this. Maybe because on some level, she knows that she could've faced any number of opponents tonight. But she got Catherine Celestial. Someone who would give her a fight. Someone worth beating. Someone who visually looks like they'd overpower the Punk Princess in this kind of deeply physical, bodily struggle.

"Thanks.. for.. fighting me.. this hard..."

The arms give another squeeze, and Katsumi tilts her face to lightly press her nose and lips against the other woman's sweaty cheek. Again, too subtle for the audience. Far from subtle to Catherine.

The referee-girl drops beside the pair to begin the pin count, but at last, Katsumi spares a hand to raise and halt her. She could've gone for a pin here. It would've only taken three seconds. Just three slaps to the mat. But Katsumi doesn't want that. She wants to know Catherine is done and no longer able to fight back. And while the Shutdown from a top turnbuckle is incredible on its own, she wants to finish her off in a way that respects the fight she'd given her. That's worthy of this stage.

Katsumi begins to peel her body off of Catherine's, starting at the chest before finally in the end breaking contact at the hips. Reaching forward, she takes ahold of Catherine's hair near the scalp and begins pulling her first to sit up, then to stand. This time, it's Catherine's head going between Katsumi's thighs.

Leaning over her, Katsumi wraps her arms around Catherine's waist from behind. And with a huff of effort, she attempts to swing the other woman high onto her shoulders and slide her down her back, only to catch her at the wrists to keep her supported back-to-back with her. Katsumi leans forward and shifts her footing, hooking Catherine's boots with her thighs.

Finally, with Catherine splayed out on full display to the cameras, Katsumi suddenly pulls on those arms and arches her back. If Catherine remains poised against her, it'll send shocks of searing pain along her arms and back as both limbs are hyper-extended, and the full weight of the pressure is centered on the woman's lower back.

So begins the Nightmare Fuel. Katsumi's finisher.

[Blade ocs]

Thank her... she thanks her... why... what's the reason it means so much... she hugs her too. Is she mentally okay? Was she going into the match? Was she going to get fired or something?



Catherine always fights like this. While she stuck in her mind, Katsumi went to pull off her nightmare fuel submission. She really couldn't do anything either.



Catherine grunts in pain. Everyone can see her stretch out. Her torso and head on full display. Catherine is refusing to give up. She doesn't know if she was serious or not, but she is not. going to give up.



She gets matched like this, which is important in L.A.W., but it seems like she's really desperate. Like her whole world depends on winning this match.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Come on, baby, come on...," Katsumi urges as she works the arms, winding them forward - i.e., downwards quite painfully - and back, creating rolling pulses of pain. "Gimme a scream... give us a scream..."

"Do you give up!? Do you submit!?," the referee-girl asks, her eyes wide on Catherine.

It's like a throwback to before. But there's a slightly different connotation to it. A certain finality. But the truth is, she doesn't want Catherine tapping out to this. She wants to pin her. She wants the final moment of their match to be her body lying over Catherine's, for the management up above to see. To take in. To take note of. In Katsumi's mind, nothing is more finalizing and dominant than pinning an opponent's body down to the mat. Nothing is more satisfying. Gratifying.

She pulls down sharply and arches her back, hoping to wrench a scream from Catherine. A final effort, the last time she'll try. Going further risks a tapout! So whether or not those sustained seconds of torture give her what she wants, she moves quickly on to the final nail in the coffin. The arms are whipped back and released with a strong thrust of her spine going ramrod straight. Simultaneously, Katsumi drops to her rear. All in all, every facet works together to propel Catherine like a downwards-aimed rocket with nothing to save her. Nothing to cushion the fall except her own body. The tremendous force is doomed to explode against Catherine's chest and face in the evolved finisher, the Nightmare Bomb.

[Blade ocs]

"No! I am not!" Catherine yelled at the ref. Not that she was mad at the ref. That's just how it came out. Because you know... she's in pain.

"I refuse to scream for you! You're not getting it if I can help it." Catherine told Katsumi. She doesn't like doing that anyway, so she will do anything but that. Just don't take it too far.

She feels Katsumi is staring at her. Oh, what can it be now? Does she think she's trying to give her more pain? Is she giving up the submission?

Oh yes, Katsumi was going to get off the submission. Because it can lead to another finisher. Her nightmare bomb. Which Catherine took the full effect of. "Gaa! ... shit!!" she finally said. Mad at herself for saying gaa. That fimsher did do a number on Catherine. Making feel extermly.drained.

[CyanDimitrik]

That's the first time anyone's ever swore upon impact with the mat in the Nightmare Bomb. It almost makes her laugh. It at least makes the punkette give a tired, crooked grin. Regardless, after the finisher, she's finally confident that this is it. Catherine is done. She has to be. She has to be. No one has ever kicked out of that.

Turning herself over onto her hip, the Punk Princess reaches out to take Catherine's right ankle and pulls the leg to the side to force the woman to roll over onto her back. Leaving her legs spread wide, Katsumi crawls on all fours to her. Her left arm reaches down to hook Catherine's right leg beneath the thigh at first. As she lowers her body directly upon Catherine's, the arm slides up until it's hooked just behind the knee, holding her leg at a steep, high angle alongside her body.

Katsumi's hips press tight against Catherine's. The warm kiss of skin against skin floods her senses as she lies her toned stomach along Catherine's chiseled abdominals. Her chest settles upon Catherine's, breasts pushed tight to breasts. And finally, her right hand - the remaining free hand - seeks out Catherine's left wrist to draw her arm up above her head to leave the woman's body taut beneath her.

The pinning position is aggressive in its physically dominant posture, practically to a sensual degree. But that's on purpose. This is the visual Katsumi wants to forever remember her first PPV match. This moment, atop this woman. A visual feast for the audience, a statement made without words.

Katsumi tosses her hair to the left, letting the sweat-dampened silken locks frame that side of her face. But her head remains raised, finding the camera focused on them and making confident, dangerous 'eye contact' with all viewers.

The referee-girl drops beside the pair, her hand raised... and slap!

"ONE!"

[Blade ocs]

Catherine only swore because she was mad that she said "gaa." Catherine really can't fight back. She had it.

She had a chance...she messed it up...

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Da heck is Katsumi doing anyway on top of her like that? Her boobs are literally on her face. She wants to kick out, but knowing how this match is going, she doubts she can pull off a win. She really hates those, but at least this time in an event it's a legit loss. She will lose.

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DING DING KATSUMI WINS.