Aja Verdant Vs Beatrix Reynolds

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Aja was not at all disappointed by Beatrix’s response—if anything, it only made her more eager to draw out their time together in this match. With that thought in mind, she deepened the kiss, pressing herself closer as their lips moved in perfect rhythm. The taste of her opponent lingered on her tongue, sending a delightful shiver down her spine. Soft, breathy moans escaped from both wrestlers, filling the air with a mixture of passion and competition. Aja reveled in the sensation, savoring every second as their lips remained locked.

But it seemed that the blonde had other plans, as she swiftly initiated her defensive maneuvers, flailing her body in an attempt to break free. Aja tried to maneuver around the frantic movements, dodging what she could, but a lucky knee strike caught her off guard, forcing her to retreat from her exhausted opponent.

She let out a quiet huff, slightly frustrated by the sudden shift, but she chose to hold back rather than rush back in. Aja’s goal wasn’t to overwhelm Beatrix too quickly—where was the fun in that? She wanted to enjoy every moment, toying with her opponent until the inevitable surrender. With a smirk tugging at her lips, she decided to give Beatrix a brief moment to recover. After all, the game was just getting started.

“Come on, Bea~ It’s no fun if you stay down!” Aja taunted, her voice dripping in a playful tone. She raised a single finger, curling it in a beckoning motion, daring Beatrix to come at her once more. Her expression was brimming with confidence, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she stood her ground, waiting for her opponent’s move.

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In the end, Bea’s escape wasn’t a matter of her skills as a wrestler, not even a matter of how wildly she flailed her body while even managing to get a lucky hit on Aja. When the blonde finally made her escape it wasn’t because of her but because her green-clad rival just released her. Not upping the pressure, Aja instead got back on her feet and teasingly beckoned Bea to come at her with a seductively gesture and a playful grin on her face.

Bea’s pride was hurt from the beginning of that match, her drenched leotard and thighs being silent testament of her powerful orgasm from before. The worst part was that her legs still felt a little weak from her climax, so supporting herself was easy but coordinated movement was still a little bit complicated for her. That, added to her hurt pride, made her moves a little more reckless and sluggish at the same time when Bea threw herself against Aja in a rage in an attempt to surprise the greenete and trample her, but unless the woman was too distracted to react Bea’s strike wasn’t neither quick or skillful enough to be unavoidable by a proficient rival like the green-clad seductress.

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Slight laughter would escape Aja’s mouth as she watches her exhausted opponent stand. It seems to her that Beatrix was much less experienced then she was since how her body was already significantly damage just from one orgasm. The juices sparked in the lights from above the arena, showing all in the crowd especially the cameras how the match has been so far.

”wow! I knew I made you cum, but didn’t think you would have that many juices. If I don’t know any better, I’d think you were a virgin~” A confident smile rose on the green haired wrestler face as she continued to speak to her struggling opponent, ”But don’t worry! I been told to be a memorial first time by many~” She would turn towards the audience as she basked in the audience applause.

But this was be a clear mistake as Beatrix found the strength inside of her to attack the domaint Aja from behind. She fell onto the ground, caught by surprise Aja was slow to react to what was happening. Causing for her dominance to drain from this match.

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Being forced to experience an orgasm against her will in front of a live audience wasn’t as excruciatingly humiliating for Bea as it was the first time it happened against Ivan, but it still took a heavy toll on her body. Her legs felt like jello and just the act of standing was difficult, but she had to recover if she wanted to keep her chances of making a comeback in that match. Aja, despite slowing down her relentless offensive, wasn’t making it easier for the rookie because she was still throwing some teasing remarks that hurt Bea’s pride. It helped fuel her resolve, though.

Just when Bea was thinking that she had enough and lunged towards the teasing Aja the greenette turned around. Bea didn’t have enough time to stop her advance and hit her rival while she wasn’t looking. The rookie felt a sting of guilt. She didn’t want to be the one to hit her rival on the back, but it was all Aja’s fault and she was asking for it so she decided not to overthink over it. Instead, she decided to capitalize and grab Aja from the floor to quickly Irish whip her against the corner, running just behind her to crash against Aja as she hit the turnbuckle.

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Aja had been having her fun, toying with Bea and throwing out playful jabs to keep the rookie flustered. She could see the frustration bubbling beneath the surface, which only made the game more entertaining. But in her teasing, she miscalculated—turning her back at the wrong moment.

Before she even realized her mistake, Bea crashed into her, forcing her forward with a sudden forceful grip. Aja’s eyes widened as she felt herself being whipped towards the corner, her boots skidding slightly against the mat as she was sent flying.

The impact against the turnbuckle was sharp, her back colliding with the padded post with a dull thud. A sharp hiss escaped her lips, but before she could fully recover, she felt the heavy presence of Bea barreling in right after her.

The force of Bea’s body slammed into her like a truck, driving every ounce of air from her lungs. Aja’s mouth fell open in shock, her body pinned helplessly against the turnbuckle as she gasped for breath. Her arms draped over the ropes, her legs momentarily trembling from the sheer force of the hit.

Her usual smirk was wiped clean off her face, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to fill her lungs again. "Damn..." she wheezed, blinking through the daze

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Bea had her trouble in adapting to that match so far, but with some skill and also luck it started to look like she was getting a hang of things. Aja’s suddenly turning on her back let a sour taste on the rookie’s mouth when she impacted her, but she wasn’t going to be dismissive towards that opportunity to change things so here she was ready to do so. Whipping Aja against a corner was also a successful development to the match and just after that Bea impacted with her body against her rival, mashing her between her curves and the turnbuckle.

For the first time that night Aja had lost that ironic smirk on her face, being replaced by a look of strain as she struggled to get some air. Bea wasn’t that experienced at this kind of wrestling but she knew that she had to capitalize or Aja would surely come back to strength and then things would be difficult for her, but she just didn’t know how. Seeing Aja wheezing, not allowing her to regain her breath was a good option and that’s how Bea sealed her lips against her greenette rival’s in a deep kiss. Meanwhile, one of Bea’s thights-clad legs would tentative explore in search for Aja’s groin, starting to rub up and down the woman’s sex to pay her back from before as the greenette would ride Bea’s leg.