Too Close For Comfort [Sophia Wolfe Vs Asp] - Apex Qualifier Match

[thesteedman]

Sophia had enough experience in the ring by now to know that no match was ever as simple as it seemed. On paper, Sophia should have had a clear cut advantage, she was a former champion in her previous federation, a martial arts champion years before and a force to be reckoned with ever since her devastating debut since being acquired by the LAW. A betting man would put Sophia as a clear favourite to win... but Asp was simply dominating her!

The exotic beauty was proving to be a deadly wrestler. She was newer to the scene, not long recruited into the LAW with her experience mostly in the hentai division. There was no denying she possessed experience, but her career tended to steer towards that of an oil or mud wrestling nature rather than the straight up professional wrestling style of the ring. Yet, she was implementing her style to devastating effect against the German beauty. Sophia felt her waist being squeezed agonisingly tight, her abs straining as she managed to hook her ankle onto the bottom rope. Much to her dismay, Asp had bore deeper into her mind, her soft and almost desirable moans slipping from Asp's parting lips as she took pleasure in constricting Sophia, all whilst her tongue continued to tease at the German stunner, licking along her neck, making Sophia groan in distain as she tried to be free of the terrible embrace.

The worst of it all was those caresses, feeling her hands softly trace over her perfectly round breasts, making sure to tease around her nipples in a sheer display of dominance. The moment the rope break was hit, Asp did not let go either, making Sophia go through a long four second count as the ref began to warn against disqualification. Finally though, Asp would relent her grasp, unwrapping from her captive before deftly flipping herself in an impressive manner away. With a quick roll and a push of her shoulders she was on her feet, almost predator like... the only solace was that she did not press the advantage.

Sophia could be seen breathing deep, glad to finally be able to draw air fully into her lungs. Her midriff and all her exposed skin had a slight glisten upon it after enduring such a deep squeeze. The German wrestler was a little slower getting to her feet, and could be seen using the ropes a little as her chest rose and fell in a deeper manner. She could feel Asp's eyes upon her, drinking in her form, once more driving into her mind. Sophia's face soured into an expression of agitation and anger, partly at Asp for her use of such antics, humiliating her in front of millions of viewers at home and thousands lining the crowds tonight... but mostly she was angry at herself for being so foolish and underestimating Asp. She gave her no respect simply because she was a Hentai wrestler... and now she was paying the price.

Fortunately, it seemed Asp still had caution about her, otherwise she would have pounced already. It was perhaps the only thing keeping Sophia in the game, as she was given precious time to regain some air and in turn, some composure. Her mind was still racing, still intimidated knowing what Asp could and probably would do to her if she got her in her clutches again. Sophia knew she had to keep the fight on their feet, play the game at her own level and not Asp's. Taking a fighting stance, Sophia took one more deep breath, feeling lasting pain in her lower abdomen and her lower spine from enduring such a terrible vice like grip. Soon enough she began to approach, this time more guarded instead of reckless, beginning to test Asp with a few strikes... trying to ignore her mind games and words from earlier.

Sophia would look to try and tease an opening, before she would attempt a solid kick towards Asp's stomach!

[BlackAkuma]

Asp was, in all likelihood, not going to win this match. That might have seemed like a defeatist’s attitude, but in her eyes, it was simply realism. By all rights, this match should’ve been over already. While she herself was no slouch in martial arts, the truth was that she was a neophyte when it came to real combat. She was good, better than most be coming into the ring so late in their life, but that was nothing compared to a woman like Sophia. This beast of a fighter had forgotten more about combat than Asp could ever now, and her survival thus far had been through exploiting her hangups.

But there would be diminishing returns with that. If this was a hentai match, she could make Sophia explode in seconds in a hentai match, and leave her in a puddle of her own juices. But pinning her? Submitting her? Knocking her out? Those were much taller orders. The tactics would only take her so far, and then, well…

Asp could see the shift as her opponent rose and the referee gave them space. The fog was starting to clear, and while she doubted it would ever fully lift, her opponent was gaining the composure that made her such a deadly foe.

Knowing that her window was closing, she choose to take the initiative and moved in with a long strike, reeling bac her leg as she came in to cut her off.

This proved to be a mistake.

Instead, Sophia closed the gap with a kick of her own, and the difference in striking power was made painfully apparent. While Asp’s kicks were close to her foe’s in terms of speed, perhaps even superior, she lacked impact, with her strikes meant more for disorientation and distraction. This woman’s attacks were made to destroy, and they were effective in this regard.

The strike launched Asp off her feet and sent her frail form flying. She landed on her back and used the momentum to roll off her shoulders to her feet once again, but this time, she lacked the polish and poise from before. She rose up to one knee with a cough and a grunt, doing her best to shake off the blow and only half succeeding.

[thesteedman]

Confidence surged within Sophia when her more calculated strike hit home. The German wrestler had taken her time, watched her opponent and done all she could to bring her mind and panic under control. The results instantly revealed themselves, as Sophia was able to anticipate the strike Asp had in mind, already becoming aware of how unique she moved and how unpredictable she could be. There was only so much unpredictability one could muster when forming a kick though, and Sophia was able to catch Asp before she could strike herself.

As such, Asp was sent right back, making the crowd gasp as the power of the strike virtually launched her. Asp did well to recover instantly, showing that she was certainly no push over... but Sophia noticed the shift in speed. The strike had hurt her, and the normally proficient German fighter knew she could not let up. She had to keep the fight at her own level, all too aware of what Asp could do when left to her own devices. Sophia rushed, looking to close the distance, hoping to catch Asp as she was not quite fully recovered. In a deft display, Sophia revealed she was quite athletic and acrobatic herself, flipping her form to try and wrap her legs around Asp's neck.

Using the momentum of her motion, she looked to swing her body and propel Asp down towards the mat, attempting to complete a hurricarana if she could. Whilst she did not have the same impressive flare that Asp did, it still wowed the chanting and cheering crowd to see how well Sophia could move. The only issue was that Asp herself had a great talent for such movement, and there was potential that Sophia perhaps put too much strength into the momentum of the toss attempt, giving a small but clear cut chance for Asp to work with it and potentially land safely if she could react in time.

[BlackAkuma]

One strike.

That was all Sophia needed to shift momentum in her favor and demonstrate why she was such a feared force long before she stepped through LAW’s curtains. Even Asp could see the perfection in the blow - the form, the follow through, the execution. While even she wasn’t so frail as to collapse after a single hit, she knew that she would after taking two, three, four blows like that. Evading hits was her style, less so taking them.

Problems were starting to mount, and it seemed like Sophia could sense that, as she was quick to follow up, moving in on Asp before she was fully recovered. The woman pounced liked her namesake, leaping up and wrapping her legs around her head for one of the flashier moves she could’ve executed - a hurricanrana. An effective attack from the high-flyer’s toolkit, and one that Asp was fortunately familiar with.

Instead of resisting the move, Asp aided it, leaping along as Sophia pulled her upwards. This gave her enough momentum to flip with the rotation, so that when she was hurled out of it, she could soar in a full arc and come down on her feet with a deft landing, only marred by a slight stumble at the end. But she was unhurt, and what was more, she was facing Sophia’s back for a crucial second.

Seeing her opening, Asp sprung into action and leaped up with her legs wide, doing the same to Sophia as Sophia had done to her a moment earlier, only from behind instead of the front. Her legs closed around the blonde’s neck, her body curled over her head, and she bent down just enough to place a quick kiss on the woman’s nose.

”مرحبا.”

Asp jerked backwards in the next instant and pulled Sophia’s body with her, attempting to pay her back for the hurricanrana with a reverse version of the move.

[thesteedman]

Sophia cursed herself mentally. She should have known what Asp was capable of by now, feeling her impressively leap upwards onto her shoulders from behind. No doubt she was able to use the momentum Sophia inflicted and land safely. Not only that, Asp was proving to be the quicker of the two of them, combined with her acrobatic nature and she made for a worthy foe. Those dangerous legs of hers were wrapped around Sophia's neck, gripping tight enough to choke Sophia as she grimaced out. She gripped at Asp's thighs, all too aware of what she was attempting. Sophia hoped to counter, knowing she could still get free, converting into a drop or potential electric chair drop. Just as Sophia was about to put idea to reality, she suddenly felt a kiss against her face!

Sophia gasped out, taken completely off guard whilst Asp merely whispered seductively and teasingly in a language unknown to Sophia. At this point it was not so important, as Asp managed to complete her own huricanrana upon Sophia. With a deft flip backwards, Sophia was sent crashing into the ring grounds in a hard manner. The side of her head crashed against the surface of the ring, followed by her chest and the rest of her body. Such was the momentum that Sophia bounced up to her knees before she collapsed on her back. The crowd naturally began explode with cheers, enjoying the display of both women, with Asp to be the one who came out on top. The Apex Qualifier of the night was certainly becoming a display to remember. It was looking more and more that Asp would gain an upset tonight!

Sophia favoured the side of her head, groaning in pain, left stunned and dazed. Wiping a little saliva from her nose and still feeling the aftermath of the kiss, Sophia frowned in anger. The platinum blonde beauty tried to rise, knowing Asp would be right upon her, but moving with so much haste did not help her cause. Before Sophia could rise to her feet, she was already staggering, still feeling the effects of Asp's impressive move, before she fell back down. The German fighter was left open once more... humbled, and not for the first time against this opponent. Asp was proving herself to be a talented and quick thinking wrestler, using everything available to her advantage.

[BlackAkuma]

Asp didn’t want to advertise it, but she was breathing a sigh of relief after she managed to get out of that hurricanrana. It might have seemed like a deft, practiced counter, but the truth was that she hadn't even considered Sophia might be capable of using such a move, much less catching her with it. The woman had struck her as more of a traditional martial artist, a meat-and-potatoes kind of wrestler, whereas that attack was something reserved for the high-flyers and luchadores. It just spoke to the vast experience of her opponent, that even such a move wasn’t off her limits.

So she was counting herself fortunate that she managed to come out of that exchange on top, flinging her opponent away and putting her on the backfoot. The crowd seemed wowed, too, but she had no time to play off them. Her stomach still ached from that kick, a strong reminder of the caliber of woman she was contending with. She had to press her advantage, and the good news was that her choice of attack had created a large gap to work with - one that she had a good idea

Asp was quick to rise to her feet and rush in as her opponent was picking herself up, closing the distance with quick, sweeping strides. She came in just as Sophia was pushing her way up and planted her foot on the woman’s upturned knee, using it for a step to raise herself up, and brought her leg high, stretching it to the sky in a full frontal split.

She kept that pose for a glorious instant, before she brought that same leg crashing down, attempting to hit her opponent with her finishing move - the Crescent Moon, a step-up axe kick to the head.

[thesteedman]

By now the crowd were in full swing. Cheering on both competitors for the Apex Qualifier, seeing how Asp was able to control the match in cerebral fashion. With Sophia near collapsing on herself, Asp could smell the blood in the water. She remained in control, not letting the raw adrenaline of a crowd of thousands of cheering fans get the better of her. She was focused, ready to continue her onslaught and take advantage. Sophia was still shaking the last of the impact from her senses, still somewhat dazed as she was down on one knee. By the time she had some semblance of bearing, Asp was upon her after launching herself towards her.

By now the crowd knew what Asp was going for! And all at once they all stood to their feet as the Hentai wrestler managed to step up, using Sophia's knee as a step before launching herself up high. The exotic beauty's other leg soon shot upwards vertically, showing that Asp was going for the deadly Scorpio Rising finishing move! Regrettably, Sophia was onto the strike, and with wide eyes managed to raise upwards just as that deadly leg of Asp's came down. The crowd could not help but gasp out when Sophia was able to bring her arm upwards, taking the brunt of a devastating Axe Kick as a terrible thud that echoed throughout the arena sounded out. The kick crushed right through the parry, but Sophia's quick thinking saved her head from getting struck in what would no doubt be a match ending move.

An expression of agony was visible on Sophia whose left arm was smashed away, but in a split second it turned to determination. With Asp poised upon her form, she clutched at her legs, before rising to her feet with Asp finding herself on her shoulders. Asp might have had the potential to huricanrana Sophia, but the German wrestler made no mistakes this time. The former Full Metal Wrestling champion displayed that she was a jack of all trades, as she hoisted Asp upwards, before dropping her right down towards the ring surface with a powerbomb! The entire ring shook, as Asp and Sophia bounced from the impact... it was only now that Sophia realised just how hurt her arm was though, gasping as she could feel pain run through her limb. She barely blocked that strike, and the scarred beauty knew she was in trouble.

Not wasting any time as Asp lay before her, the platinum blonde slide over her form, trying to go for a pinfall attempt, hoping that the power move would be enough to keep her down. Sophia was very aware that if this match continued for much longer, she was going to be in trouble... any attempt at movement of her left arm brought significant pain! The Wolfe knew she would not be able to use it for the rest of the match...

The ref quickly approached, sliding down next to both competitors once she saw the cover had been made. The crowd were still going wild, seeing how much both wrestlers were putting into this match. It was unclear who they favoured the most right now, as Asp had gathered so much support being the clear underdog!

[BlackAkuma]

Asp was a woman who prided herself on control. It was part of her aura, her mystique, that she came across as a woman never taken off guard. No situation could surprise her, no attack could truly catch her off guard. Even if it somehow did, she often excelled at making it seem like they hadn't, with her agility and flexibility giving her a wide array of options to counter.

But there was no hiding the surprise on her face when Sophia threw off her kick off course. There was nothing wrong with her strike itself - the form was superb, the power was acceptable, the follow-through was swift, and it would have done well if it connected, perhaps even bringing her the win. No, it failed not because of any flaw on her part, but simply due to her opponent’s skill - at the end of the day, Sophia was a superior martial artist, and counters like this showed why.

Asp had a solid idea of what was coming next, but knowing a move was happening and being able to stop it were wholly different things. With panic writ large across her face, she gasped as Sophia brought her up into the telltale powerbomb position, held her high, then brought her crashing down into the canvas with commanding force.

Neither of the two women were heavyweights, with Asp’s weight being on the middle end of even her class, but you wouldn’t have known that to hear the impact her body made. The two came down like heavyweights, rocking the ring, as Sophia showcased the title that put a belt around her waist once and could very well do so again. The Water Serpent laid there, gasping for air, her world spinning as her opponent folded her up for the pin.

The referee dropped down, inspected her shoulders, and started the count right away, slapping the mat next to Asp’s head. “One!”

She was not a woman who took hits well, especially hits of that nature, but she managed to summon her will for this. While losing wasn’t the end of the world, something about Sophia’s will made her want to push on and endure. The idea of claiming victory over such a marvelous woman was enticing, like downing a rare beast in the wild.

“Two!”

The referee’s hand raised for the final count, and that was when Asp sprung into action, lashing out with the kind of quick ferocity that made her worthy of her nickname. She bridged up off the back of her neck, getting her shoulders off the mat, and her legs slid down Sophia’s body at the same time. Her ankles met behind her opponent’s back and trapped her in another bodyscissors, this one from the front, and with the added benefit of trapping those deadly arms of hers.

[thesteedman]

There was a massive ovation as Asp came to life before the third count could finish. Her shoulder lashed out sharply to break the pinfall, before her alluring and exposed legs snatched outwards, taking advantage of the German's position at her hips. The contest was firing up just when the crowd thought it was over after such a devastating powerbomb, and suddenly Asp was back in the fight, her powerful legs coiling around Sophia's waist akin to a constrictors deadly coils. Sophia herself was taken by surprise, when she began to cover Asp she was convinced she was out after taking such a terrible slam. Once more she had underestimated Asp's ability and resolve... once more she was paying the price.

Asp had already proven her legs were capable of squeezing the fight out of her prey, and for the second time Sophia found herself falling victim to their embrace. Her core was barely past recovering from the previous deep squeeze, and now she was subjected to the terrible constriction once more, quickly bringing back previous ailments and pains. Sophia moaned out loud, her head whipping back as her toes curled, trapped flat on her knees. Her midriff tensed as she tried to fight to free her arms, feeling Asp's legs tense up and harden, testing her own defined and straining core with their vice like grip. The German's left arm was all but useless for now, every motion causing significant pain with the strength of her limb having been sapped. It was a blessing that she blocked Asp's finishing move, but it had cost her that said arm, most likely for the rest of the match. With such damage it left her caught between Asp's legs, feeling the increasing strain of the squeeze, whilst making it more difficult to escape.

Sophia knew she would need at least one of her arms free to better struggle against Asp. There was a small amount of defence as she could push out with her arms right now, but Asp's legs were naturally stronger, and slowly that grip was closing in and crushing what little defence she had. Sophia was left breathing deep, feeling the air being sapped from her lungs. Her chest rose and fell, her mouth open to try and take in more air. She leaned forwards briefly, gritting her teeth as her toes curled once more, trying to endure and think of an escape. Biting on her lower lip, and grunting in both pain and determination, Sophia began to try and stand upwards. Given her position it was awkward, but she had to try and make the hold as awkward as possible for Asp... the question now was whether Asp would allow her to do so, or take action with her own exotic and stunning upper body being free.

[BlackAkuma]

On the whole, Asp had been the one dealing damage out in this match, controlling things more often than not, though you wouldn’t have known that to see the exertion on her face at the moment. She had a haggard, aching look that defied her usual haunting presence, showing more of the true woman underneath all her glitz and glam. It was either a testament to Sophia’s strength or a condemnation of her own stamina - perhaps both. Either way, she wasn’t too far from the end of her own rope, and the body scissors had been more of an act of desperation than anything.

But that didn’t mean it wasn’t effective. Asp clamped down on her foe with the legs that had allowed her to dominate this match, and while that slam had robbed her of some power, she still had enough left to be effective with this hold, in no small part thanks to her foe’s ailing arm. She clamped tight and crushed away at Sophia’s midsection, while also taking the time to catch her breath. It was almost as if she was siphong stamina out of the Wolfe and bringing it into her own body, recuperating as she decimated.

It was an attack that wouldn’t go unanswered, as Sophia summoned her indomitable will and began to surge upwards, despite all the pain she had to be feeling. The sight of her exertion was almost enough to catch Asp unawares and make her drop the hold, taken aback by such immeasurable resolve. That determination, that fire, that drive - it wasn’t something she often saw in other wrestlers, and rarer still in such an abundance.

She leaned forward as Sophia continue to work her way up, and it looked like she might compound the pain with a headlock or a choke or simply strike the poor woman on her way up.

Instead, she brought their lips together for a soft, supple kiss. Intimate. One that lacked the teasing flair from before. She caressed Sophia’s face even as she continued to fight, cherishing the exertion on it like a prized painting. ”You are beautiful.” She spoke with a low, hushed whisper and pressed their foreheads together. ”Whatever happens from here, I wish that you know that much.”