Rock The Dragon/Like A Hurricane: Satomi Saito vs Makie Akamatsu

[Misfit_Alien]

That's a good girl...just a little further. Dark and lustful thoughts loomed in Satomi's head. She was thoroughly enjoying herself with Makie, looking to make quick work of her after embedding a series of rather salacious fantasies in the back of her adversary's mind. Just as Satomi was about to launch Makie overhead with a vicious Belly-to-Belly Suplex, the Dragon Empress was denied!!! Makie would swing her arm up and around, launching a vicious uppercut into the jaw of the haughty, egotistical dragoness. Satomi's vision would be filled with flashes of black and white as she was left to stumble around. She grunts and shakes her head, the whole arena spinning around her as she curses under her breath. "Why you little-..." She said, wiping her chin, trying to recuperate before Makie got any ideas. Normally, the now-irritated masked woman would try to take a swing at her opponent and give Makie a taste of her own medicine just to shut her back up, but with her vision beginning to blur, Satomi found herself standing on slightly shaky legs!!!

[Underdoggo]

Makie's counter attack worked like a charm, catching Satomi completely by surprise and sending the dragon girl sprawling backwards. Good, Makie thought: she had not been sure what she liked least, getting pummeled in the corner by Satomi or the not so subtle way the Dragon Empress had been flirting with her. Admittedly, Satomi did seem to have a lot of dom energy going for her, but--

She shook her head to clear her thoughts, and focused on the match. Clambering up onto the top of the turnbuckle. Then, with a loud yell, she launched herself at the struggling Satomi, aiming to latch her thighs around her masked foe's head and rotate her whole body to fling her onto her back with a hurricanrana!

[Misfit_Alien]

"GRHG-!!!" She grunts, landing across her back, recoiling from the sudden impact while the world spins around her for a moment. Satomi was temporarily lost in the sensation of feeling Makie's supple legs wrap tightly around her head, her opponent's thighs pressing up against her face, her intense fury enveloping the Dragon Empress as she started to fight back...so soft and warm and-...Wait a minute-...NO!!! Satomi had to snap out of it; momentary distractions like this weren't beneficial. This was supposed to be the other around, dammit! There was no way she'd be outdone by this fool of a wrestler when it came to mental warfare. She shook her head and rolled onto her knees, pushing herself back up and dusting herself off. "Gh-...you're gonna pay for that, Akamatsu-..." She said, before getting an idea in her head as she rushes forward to try and lock up with Makie, going for a Test of Strength, goading her into the act with a smug, pompous look of disrespect...all this to get Makie to slowly lower her guard...and that's when Satomi would strike with that venom-laced, silver tongue of hers, leaning forward in the Test of Strength, pressing her bust against Makie's, and whispering into her ear-...

"Haah-..." She breathed, letting her warm breath brush against the woman's ear. "If you wanted me between your legs, you could've simply asked~...Rowdy as you've been, an empress rewards her 'obedient' subjects, after all~..." She muttered, grinning wickedly.

[Underdoggo]

The hurricanrana went off flawlessly, flattening Satomi to the mat. Rolling back up to her feet, Makie pumped her fist and ran to the ropes, aiming to rebound into the grounded Dragon Empress and nail her with a drop kick while she was still down...

Except Satomi wasnt still down: with alarming quickness the Dragon Empress was back up on her feed and rushing at Makie. Caught by surprise, Makie found herself locked in a grapple, being forced back step by step as Satomi locked up with her, cinching tightly so that they were chest to chest...before Satomi then starter whispering seductively on her ear...

"Sh...shut up, pervert!" Makie snarled, though the redness of her face told a different story. All the same, as Satomi pushed her back, Makie would suddenly fall backward, aiming to push her knees up against her foe's midsection and use her momentum against her to monkey flip her onto her back...or into the ropes, whichever were closer...

[Misfit_Alien]

Satomi almost had her where she wanted her. She wanted to shove Makie up against the ropes, tease her with a moment's worth of body-on-body grinding just to get in her head. Her lips were telling lies, while her eyes spoke the truth...the Empress' words were having quite the effect on her. Adversely, though, this made Makie far more unstable and erratic, and so Satomi found herself getting dragged down and flipped over. Consequently, being so close to the ropes caused her to be sent over them, but fortunately the Empress managed to snag the ropes on her way down, narrowly avoiding a rather ugly spill to the outside as she hung on by a thread on the edge of the apron, pulling herself up and standing outside the ring. If Makie were still down, she'd try to leap over the ropes and SQUASH her with a Jump Over Knee Drop, looking to punish the woman for her insolence!

Spoiler

[Underdoggo]

Makie was successful in throwing Satomi over her. So far, so good: the dragon girl seemed obsessed not only with defeating Makie, but with dominating her. Unfortunately for the snobby dragon empress, however, Makie had absolutely no intention of being dominated, especially by some crazy reptilian girl with delusions of grandeur like her.

Huffing, Makie kipped up to her feet and spun...

...just in time to see Satomi descending on her, knees first.

"HRKGHK!" she grunted as both of Satomi's knees collided with her face. The blow sent her crashing onto her back, where she ended up lying there, blinking in a daze after taking Satomi's counter-attack right to the face.

[Misfit_Alien]

After Satomi leaped over the top rope, she was surprised to have caught Makie in the face with her Knee Drop, but nevertheless, she was pleased. After knocking her opponent to the ground, the Empress rolled forward with the momentum. Then, she quickly rose to her feet in the center of the ring, transitioning into an egotistical pose with her arms outstretched and her head tilted upward, a devious smirk on her face as she basks in her own glory. She commanded her 'subjects' to praise her, acting as if the whole move was fully intentional. She turned to face Makie, sauntering toward her arrogantly, letting her hips sway in the wind as she dragged the woman away from the ropes. She places her hands on her hips, her fingertips tracing up the sides of her modest, gorgeous curves. "Consider yourself lucky, Makie-...you've been ordained to become my new THRONE-..." She said, lining herself up and DROPPING herself on top of the woman's head with a facesit pin, burying Makie's face beneath and between her cheeks, letting out a soft moan under her breath before hooking her opponent's leg, massaging and groping the inner part of Makie's thigh in the process. "I demand you count, referee-..." She said in a smug manner.

Spoiler

"1...!!!

"2...!!!"

[Underdoggo]

Makie's skull was ringing after taking the full force of Satomi's kneecaps like that. She moaned, kicking her boots against the mat as she tried to reorient herself. In the background, she was dimly aware of Satomi in the background, running her mouth again, saying something about a throne. At this point, Makie would have paid the masked girl good money to just kindly, please, shut the hell up.

Groaning, Makie forced her eyes open...just in time to see Satomi's ass descending over her field of vision.

"What the--MMMPH!" Her mouth was quickly cut off as Satomi's buttocks pressed down over her mouth, pressing down over her cheeks and enveloping her in their softness. Giving a muffled cry, Makie squirmed and flailed, her face going an intense shade of red as Satomi, true to her word, started using her as a throne. In the distance, Makie heard the crowd laughing, and felt even more embarassed.

What made it all the worse, of course, was that a part of her was aroused as hell by this...but like hell she was going to let Satomi know that. Or, for that matter, let her win.

She felt her leg being kicked, and heard the countdown beginning. Realizing she had to escape, Makie used her arms to grab onto both of Satomi's ass cheeks for leverage, and then, to distract her, squeezed into them...before shooting her free leg up, hoping to hammer her knee up into Satomi's chest!

[Misfit_Alien]

Satomi had Makie beat, she thoroughly knew it...or at least, that's what she believed before she suddenly felt a tight sensation against her ass. Makie's squeeze caused her to moan with delight, a sensation of pure bliss now shooting up her spine as she felt her thighs quiver and tremble against the sides of her opponent's face before she was punted off the woman's body with a stiff knee to her stomach, causing her to gag and wheeze before being bucked off and thrown to the wayside.

"You know...ghk-...I prefer it when my throne DOESN'T wiggle and squirm...eugh-" She said, brushing her hand against her curvaceous ass...but when she looked up, she saw the deep amounts of blush on Makie's face, and the Empress' lips curled into a devilish grin. "But now that I see it, perhaps a throne is far too lowly of a position for you after all...Because if being my throne means I miss out on seeing that BEAUTIFUL shade of red across your face, then I'll simply have to live without it. For you look oh-so divine when you're all flustered like this...It seems you're struggling with a 'hurricane' of emotions yourself, no? My, oh my...what am I EVER going to do with you, Akamatsu-chan~?" She said, toying with the woman. "Pray tell, what was your favorite part? Getting pinned by a superior wrestler? The softness of my curves? The sensual amount of intimacy? Do speak up~...unless, that is, of course, you're embarrassed to speak aloud about how you feel~...? Oh yes, OF COURSE~...silly me..." She said, coyly.

"You'd NEVER admit that what you felt was the BURNING desire in your heart of hearts for that moment to last just a little longer...if not at the expense of your record being tarnished by such a humiliating loss~...You know it felt good, didn't it? You know that I felt good~...and I bet for as much as you may DESPISE my droning on...deep down, you love the sound of my voice almost as much as you seem to love my ass~...well don't worry, girl-...after we're done here, I'll treat you to something WONDERFUL. Just you wait~..." She said, then inviting Makie to come at her again...that was, if the woman could even muster that much. Given Satomi's big 'speech', it'd be understandable if she dropped dead from sheer embarrassment...unfortunately for her, Satomi knew no such shame or limits. For she kneeled to no one, and nobody would restrict her lips...not unless they were a gorgeous woman with a lovely body and the fiery passion of a thousand suns bewitching her with a kiss, of course~...

[Underdoggo]

Two things were becoming abundantly clear so far to Makie. The first was that Satomi was a highly skilled opponent who was more than capable of backing up her considerable trash talk. In more ways than one, she was reminding Makie of Kyo's first foe, Gwen Bettencourt, only...way more insufferable.

And second, she was an unapologetic and over the top pervert who had decided that Makie was going to be hers.

As she struggled up to her feet, Satomi taunted her, causing her already red face to redden even further. "Sh..shut up!" she growled. "I am NOT interested, Dragon Bitch!"

And with that, Makie lunged at Satomi, lashing out with a whirling kick to her foe's masked face. If Satomi caught or deflected her boot, then Makie would maintain her momentum and kick out with her other leg, aiming to spin in midair and swipe her boot across Satomi's face in an enziguri kick!