Alizeh Midori vs. Angela Belti - The Young and the Restless

[BlackAkuma]

Was it weird that Dizzy found Alizeh’s chest a little bit hotter now that it looked like someone had tried to cook bacon on it?

Probably, yeah. Just a little. More than anything, she was sort of fantasizing how she could alleviate the pain the woman was likely feeling. Maybe a little private massage, let her hands get to work. They could’ve had a real good time after this match, too, though that would likely mean telling her mother about what they’d gotten up to. While they were at a better understanding now when it came to her ‘extracurricular activities’ in LAW, she didn't want to dump too much on her all at once.

She looked on, watching as the two alpha females continued to go at it, with her mother trying to beat her opponent to the punch with a kick, one that would’ve knocked the head off of Dizzy’s shoulders. Alizeh, as it turned out, was way more on the ball with this sort of thing than she would’ve been, and caught her mother by the ankle, making her bounce on one foot for an awkward second.

She looked like she was about to do an enziguiri, but Alizeh spun before she had the chance and sent her flying, making her mother tumble hard towards Dizzy’s side of the ring. She might’ve fallen out, too, if her back hadn't caught the ropes and sent her flopping back on her chest. Dazed, spaced out, she started to push her way back up, but she was moving notably slower than before. That little spill took its toll.

[Bare]

Picking herself back up after managing to land the dragon screw Alizeh would smile slightly as she saw the heap of a woman that was Angela laying just a bit away by the ropes. Conveniently right in front of Dizzi. Smirking a bit as confidence started to swell at finally making positive headway against the heavyweight Alizeh would offer a wink to Dizzy before she would run forward, aiming to try grab Angela's head as she approached before jumping up! If she was able to then Alizeh would press her feet against the middle ropes before pushing off them and to the side, aiming to try and pull Angela with her and down to the mat for tornado ddt!

[BlackAkuma]

Angela came down hard on her back, landing at an awkward angle, but that was hardly the worst of it. No, the real pain was in her leg, which Alizeh had thrown all out of whack with that dragon screw. She had more injuries in that leg than she cared to count over the year, and it felt like all of them were coming back to haunt her now.

But she could push through it; she only needed a moment. The trouble was, Alizeh was smart enough not to give it to her, no sooner had she pushed up than the woman came on her again, pouncing like a feral cat. Angela’s head was seized in a front facelock, the prelude to a DDT, and she might’ve been able to resist it, if not for the woman planting her feet on the ropes and using it for a boost.

That was the deciding factor, giving Alizeh enough power to pull her in and ram her skull into the canvas at mach speed. Angela was sent rolling, butt-over-teakettle, and went flopping down hard right in the middle of the ring, landing with her arms outstretched and her eyes shut tight in a rictus of pain.

[Bare]

'Pushing off the ropes was definitely the right call.' Alizeh thought to herself having felt the slight bit of resistance that Angela had given her when she had initially grabbed her head, but that push off the rope had been just what she needed to get the momentum needed to pull Angela down with her to the mat head first. Sitting up and seeing that Angela had landed all the way by the center of the ring Alizeh would smirk knowing the woman was in a perfect position as she got up to her feet and ran forward, jumping over Angela's body to make her way towards the opposing ropes, turning to rebound off them and back at Angela's body, jumping up as she neared in order to try and come down knees first on the woman's spine and, if successful she would roll forward off of the woman's back from the momentum of her run, aiming to come up on her feet before pushing straight up, aiming to flip backwards to come down with a direct follow up standing moonsault to try and complete one of her signature moves the adrenaline shot!

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[BlackAkuma]

Ah. So Alizeh was one of those sorts of wrestlers.

Angela had come across plenty of wrestlers like this in her time, particularly the younger ones. Smaller women who knew how to pile on good damage came at her with unique angles, generally made life a pain for an old-school grappler like herself. Offenses like this could be hard to deal with if you weren’t used to the explosive style, if you hadn't trained with it.

Difficult, but not impossible. She just needed to get up, establish her base, and-

Too late. Alizeh came in again, leaping and crashing hard on her back, knees first, drilling her into the canvas. It flattened Angela out, and before she could even think of rising up again, the woman was back at it, crashing into her with those same damn knees again. Angela cried out at the second impact and flattened out beneath it, this time staying put as the pain ran its course through her spine, made so much worse by the double tap.

[Bare]

Crashing down hard not once but twice knees first onto Angela's back Alizeh would smirk as she looked over her shoulder down at Angela's body, relishing the fact that she had actually caused the Titanic woman to feel some legitimate pain. 'Now we're talking.' Alizeh thought to herself as she bent down, aiming to grab hold of Angela's leg, aiming to drag her away from the ropes and towards the center of the ring. If uninterrupted in doing so Alizeh would then bend down, grabbing hold of Angela's legs, lifting them up an starting to cross them over her own before Alizeh would then fall backwards, aiming to trap Angela in a figure four leg lock!

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[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy watched, still trying to process the spectacle before her. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen someone take a hard fight to her Mom, with the memory of her bout against Alicia still being fresh in her mind. But that was all in the heavyweight class. She couldn't recall the last time someone so much smaller than her mother had pushed her this hard, but the woman was relentless.

She’d been down for only a moment before the Emerald Storm was over her again, dragging her bulky body back toward the center of the ring. Dizzy could already tell where this was going from the way Alizeh moved. This leg over the other, spin around, fall back…

Figure-four leglock.

Size difference be damned, Alizeh locked it in well enough to hurt her mother’s tree trunk legs and send her scrambling, bucking this way and that, but none of it was going to make Alizeh come loose. For now, all she could do was hold on and endure.

[Bare]

Leaning back to fully lock in and insure the figure four was on as tight as could be Alizeh would breath a quick sigh of relief. Managing to lock this in this far into the ring was a best case option for her right now. After the steam rolling she initially had to Angela it was obvious that Alizeh needed to weaken the woman's base so that meant targeting her legs, and this figure four would make solid progress damaging Angela's legs while also allowing Alizeh the chance to recover somewhat.

Still Alizeh knew that a tap out from this alone would be unlikely but even so Alizeh had already decided that she'd milk as much out of this hold as possible and as such she'd lift her hips up as she pressed her hands palm side down on the mat, lifting her entire chest and lower half into the air, and thus further increasing the pressure on Angela's legs as Alizeh sought to make it into a full on figure eight!

As she did so though Alizeh would catch a upside down view of Dizzy watching ringside, grinning in realization Alizeh would blow the girl a kiss along with winking before bucking her hips to send a extra shock of pain through Angela!

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy looked on, still wrestling with her feelings as Alizeh continued to dominate - god, that word - her mother in the middle of the ring, locking her down with the figure-four and keeping her in check. It was a genuinely impressive feat, she could recall the last time she’d seen anyone lock her down like that, but that wasn’t Dizzy was focusing on at the moment.

No, she was more locked on the way Alizeh’s hips were grinding.

The curve of her chest.

The look of exertion on her face, peppered with drops of respiration.

The way she was arcing her back, bridging up, blowing a kiss her way, and-

”Oh, you are so evil.” She muttered under her breath, rolled her eyes…and blew a quick, discreet back her way.

Alizeh might not have the chance to enjoy it, though, because that was around the same time her mother bridged up as well, bringing her hips high off the canvas. It wasn’t just to alleviate the pressure, though - in the next moment, she threw her body hard to the side, rolled, and attempted to flip them over, looking to reverse the hold and put the pressure on Alizeh, instead.

[Bare]

Alizeh smirked softly seeing the way that Dizzy responded, the cute little pout and eye roll right before blowing kiss back. Oh it was already giving Alizeh ideas for later. Unfortunately however her flirting had distracted her from the momentum that Angela was building up until it was too late to notice as she was forcefully rolled over onto her stomach, the pain of the hold being reversed on her now!

"Aghhh! Ngh!" Alizeh cried out in pain, but she wasted no time as she'd then use the lingering momentum of the roll to try and roll them over once, undoing the pain on Alizeh's legs and back onto Angela, but more importantly leaving the two by the ropes as Alizeh reached out, grabbing hold of them and forcing a break between them to allow both to stand back up before continuing.