Crimson Legacy vs. Bambi and Thumper - Odd Man Out

[BlackAkuma]

Ugh. Alex, frankly, hated this part of the match. The ‘showing off’ phase.

She knew it wouldn’t be forever. She knew her girlfriend would get things together and take control of the match in the way she knew she could. This was just her way of getting a feel for the opponent, stretching her legs, gathering data. It made sense.

It was also her way of getting under Alex’s skin and ticking her off. Or trying to. That was the point of that cute little slap, she was sure.

She just groan and tried her best to ignore it for the moment, as the two little speed demons continued their duel. Unfettered, Makie came in again to meet Betty, with what looked like a clothesline at first - of course, she couldn't do anything so simple. Instead, it was a feint and one that she bit on. By the time she’d turned around to face the joshi, it was too late, and she got snagged by the woman’s legs for her trouble.

Betty was pulled forward, hard, and would’ve wound up on her back if not for a little mid-air trickery. She didn’t fight the momentum; she rolled with it, turning the toss into a flip and landing daintily on her feet. She kept running from there to the corner, where she scrambled up the pads, flipped off the top, and attempted to come crashing down on Makie with a Moonsault Press.

[Underdoggo]

Makie felt her legs clamp around Betsy's head, and practically heard the other girl's muffled gasp of surprise. She let instinct take over as she dropped forwards in a roll, aiming to flip her opponent head over heels.

Releasing Betsy in mid throw, Makie rolled forward onto a graceful crouch, and hopped up...

....just in time to see Betsy rebounding at her with a graceful moonsault.

The collision smashed Makie right off her feet and sent her crashing into her back, gasping loudly as as the other girl fell against her. As annoying as this was, though, she was quietly impressed at Betsy's counter. Damn, this girl's high flying skills were actually pretty damn good...

[BlackAkuma]

”Incoming!”

Betty’s moves were graceful, quick, dazzling, but the collision with Makie was anything but. In her defense, there was just no way to be all that stylish when you were turning your body into a living projectile, but that was fine. It might not have been all of those things, but was something more important: Effective.

She came down hard on Makie, sending them tumbling over, with her coming out on top, exactly where she wanted to be. While she knew there was no chance of it working, she decided this was a good time to go for a pin. But not just any pin.

Sinfully sliding over Makie’s body, she let the woman feel the full weight of her breasts dragging against her through the suit, as she reached down, hooked the leg, and pressed their chests together. That put their lips tantalizingly close, close enough for them to taste each other’s breath, close enough to kiss…but Betty found enough restraint to keep from doing that. For the moment.

”What’s wrong, cupcake?” She hummed as the referee slid over to start the count. ”Too much?”

The referee slapped the canvas beside them. ”1…!”