A Duel Between Divas: Aisha vs. Candy Cane

[Lunaspark]

Another laugh escaped the soft lips of the diva after her second chop connected, and Candy went leaning forward. Aisha took a step back, looking over Candy and admiring her handiwork, slowly licking her lips in an almost hungry manner. This felt good. It had been way too damn long since she had gotten to work another woman over like this, and it felt damn good to be back in the game again.

She wanted more, though. After Candy's earlier attitude and her early domination of the match, Aisha wanted more than just to win. She wanted to humiliate Candy in the process and teach the redhead why she was going to be the dominant Rose here in LAW.

She stepped back towards Rebecca, her lips turning up into a wider smile, as she got a nasty idea. Before she continued her attack, she knew just what she wanted to do to Candy. She moved closer, and reached out, grabbing the punk rocker's tied up shirt, one hand on each side of it. Then, the diva would try to pull it outwards, trying to rip the redhead's shirt wide open, to give everyone in the audience a look at what was hidden beneath.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane winced and started to stumble forward a bit, a hand on her chest as the other was looking for something to hold onto to keep herself from falling down. She finally manged to fix her footing but when she did she looked down and saw Aisha's feet right next to her and as she turned towards the pop idol she saw those hands reaching out for her.

She saw where those hands were going and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. If this bitch was planning to keep targeting her chest then...then Candy Cane had had damn well enough of it. She stepped forward in a rush to close the distance between the two of them. Not having had much of a plan in it she probably forced Aisha to accidentally grope her instead.

Though Becky threw her head forward and attempted to smack her forehead straight into Aisha's and bring this match out of Aisha's favor....it might not be a clear step to swing the momentum in her direction as she would take a hefty bit of pain from the headbutt but it was a step to pull it out of Aisha's favor and that was all that mattered.

[Lunaspark]

And just like that, all of Aisha's momentum was lost.

When Candy came forward, the diva did end up getting a handful of the Canadian's tit, leading to a light blush on Aisha's cheeks as she looked up at Candy, puzzled at what had just happened. Of course, she looked up just in time to see Candy's head drawing back, then swinging back towards Aisha's own.

The headbutt connected, and there was a loud, sick sound of bone-against-bone, right before Aisha went stumbling away from Candy. Her head snapped backwards, but she was quick to right it, reaching up to hold her forehead with both hands as she staggered away from the redhead. That had hurt, and once again she was finding her thoughts clouded and her vision blurring.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane growled out in anger from the pain she inflicted on herself, still with a blush on her face...a bit deeper shade of red now that Aisha had practically felt her up. The redhead staggered back a step after that headbutt, annoyed and angry...also in pain she would shake the cobwebs out and then move her way up towards Aisha.

" G-rgh...You fucking Mariah Carey wannabe! You're so dead!" Candy Cane shouted out as she would throw a hard right hand, looking to bury right into Aisha's left tit and follow it up with a with left handed slap to Aisha's cheek! Wanting to smack the pop idol as hard as she could, hard enough to maybe even leave a hand-print mark on that pretty bronzed cheek.

[Lunaspark]

Candy's fist struck at Aisha's sizable tit, causing the women's breasts to bounce about from the impact, and then the redhead's hand slapped her cheek, the power of the blow causing the diva's head to turn forcefully to the side again. Aisha shook her head afterwards, reaching up to quickly and gingerly touch her face, letting out a growl towards Candy at the same time. Her cheek was stinging her, and Aisha had a feeling she might have a bruise there later.

"At least I'm not a cheap Joan Jett ripoff!" Aisha fired back, sucking up her pain and throwing herself back towards Candy. She threw her air in the rocker's direction, throwing an angry and wild haymaker towards the face of the slightly smaller woman.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane's anger caused her to stomp her foot against the floor as she heard that comment from Aisha. " Oh that's it!" She shouted out as she stepped forward, only for her to meet a hard right punch straight to her face, snapping her head to the side and causing her to do a half turn. She spit out as she managed to right herself. An angry scowl on her face as she quickly turned back towards Aisha, ignoring the pain as best she could as she threw her left hand through the air.

Letting it sail right up towards Aisha's pretty face as she attempted to smack it into that pretty cheek she had slapped! Quickly trying to snag a handful of blond hair after throwing the punch and pull Aisha in closer. A true dirty brawl having started between the two fighter with the referee having no idea what to do about it right now.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha was caught by Candy's turn-punch, and the blow was enough to force another cry to come past Aisha's lips, and then another when Candy snagged Aisha by the hair. She wasn't worried about getting yanked in closer though. Getting closer to Candy was exactly what she wanted.

The redhead pulled her in, and the blonde responded the only way she knew how. Her hand tightened back into a fist, and once more Aisha threw it towards Candy's stomach, slamming it hard against the girl's tight, bare belly.

[Devastated]

" Auugh!" Candy Cane grunted out, a few drops of spittle leaving her mouth and flying out onto Aisha's cheek as she was hammered in her belly, she slumped forward against Aisha for a second...yet her hand tightened onto that hair and she pulled herself up. Her right fist closing tightly as she would try and respond to Aisha's belly punch with one of her own right onto Aisha's belly button! Trying to dig her own fist into that bare well-toned belly.

She'd then try and yank Aisha to the side by her hair and throw that right hand upwards in an attempt to drive an uppercut into that left tit of Aisha's! They needed some working over as well, after what Aisha had down the the Canadian's chest.

[Lunaspark]

Candy's fist was driven hard into Aisha's tight and firm belly, the diva's eyes growing wide as she was struck by the sudden blow. She coughed up air and spittle of her own, starting to lean forwards towards Candy after the blow struck it's mark.

But up came Candy's fist for the uppercut, and straight into Aisha's large, soft tit it went. The dark-skinned diva cried out and reeled backwards, clutching at her breast in pain, ending up with her back against the apron, leaning somewhat weakly against it.

[Devastated]

Candy Cane drove her two punches into Aisha and that uppercut to her tit sent the pop-idol reeling backwards to the apron. The redhead was far from done though. She would walk after Aisha and try to bring one hand in between Aisha's legs and grab onto that butt as her other hand would loop over those shoulders. Trying to lift Aisha up and onto the apron so she could shove her into the ring.

Becky had gotten tired of hearing the Referee shout at them to get back into the ring so she figured that it was probably smart to take the match back into the squared circle. She'd follow after Aisha into the ring and rub her chest...still aching in pain. "You fat bitch..." Candy Cane insulted Aisha under her breath as she would reach out for the woman and try and pull her up to her feet to then try and throw a hard right fist into that pretty face!