Yuki Kazikura vs. Rose Gold - Mercy Match

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While on the floor Rose had some time to contemplate the pace of the match. While she had anticipated coming in and crushing her foe, she found herself on her back once again. Yuki was tenacious. She was suffering, it was clear in her movements and words. But she hadn't yet been broken.

Her breasts ached from the lariat she'd received. The sensitive flesh had been smashed against her rib cage with an eye-pleasing bounce. Her ears rang and her vision was filled with spots. A result of the sudden impact the back of her head took as she hit the mat. "Nngh..." She groaned meekly as her lungs struggled to fill her body with life giving oxygen once more.

A futile effort it would seem. Yuki's form would flicker into view above Rose Gold's fluttering eyes. "OOF!" She ungraciously spouted, her eyes going wide as the tiny lightweight's body crashed down upon hers!

The force of the girl's attack caused Rose's similarly lithe form to shoot up into an excrutiating V! Her head crashing back down to the canvas as she sputtered and coughed! Her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she gagged on her own lack of oxygen! Her feet kicking upon the mat in abject agony as her insides were crushed by the high flying assault. The only thing keeping her from screaming was painful expulsion of air caused by the brutal body blow!

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Yuki felt that she had the pattern of this match pretty much mapped out. She knew what to expect and what to prepare for. If she let up at any point and let Rose catch up to her, the blonde was going to assert the dominant position and keep Yuki thoroughly under her thumb. But as long as Yuki could prevent that from happening, she stood a chance. Silently, the Japanese girl agreed to herself that she had to keep moving, and to strike hard whenever she had the chance. It had worked for her before - and it looked like it was working for her now, as her lariat floored Rose, sending her onto her back.

And it hit her even harder when Yuki proceeded to jump off the ropes, landing a hip drop that sent Rose buckling upward from the ground! The crowd cheered at such an impact, something that made her smirk wider. Rose, it seemed, couldn't take a lot of damage, as much as she boasted. And Yuki felt that could be the key to victory, if she kept it up! But she knew that in a match like this, she couldn't just win by hitting hard. She needed to get Rose to submit. Gritting her teeth and leaning in closer, Yuki got herself into position.

Sliding further across Rose's chest as she bent down toward her, she reached out with her legs, going to wrap her thighs in place around the blonde's temples. This time, Yuki could go for a headscissor - another simple hold, but one she felt confident enough in for now!

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"Nghh..." She moaned as Yuki's weight settled into her. Her body pushing back against the Japanese wrestler's weight as her lungs, burning, filled with air. She winced and startled as Yuki moved up the battered blonde's body. Her head was spinning from both concussive trauma and breathlessness. She'd lost track of Yuki as she moved. The aches kept her from accurately tracking the woman by tactile alone and the tears and black spots that had begun to form in her eyes kept her from sight.

It wasn't until she was exposed to the familiar feeling of having her head between another woman's thighs that she became aware! Gasping, she found herself staring up the valley of the lightweights legs. Under different circumstances she would have been eager for the opportunity! But tonight, on the biggest stage of her career? Disaster.

"No!" She cried out desperately as she thrust an arm up. She couldn't stop Yuki from clamping down on her, but she was able to squeeze her forwarm between her neck and Yuki's thighs. A headscissor was often fetishized. But with no barrier between the aggressors thighs and your neck it could be a match ending manuever!

Her head was still spinning from the previous series of attacks. Her legs kicked weakly at the mat as she perservered against Yuki's submission hold... She was going to make her pay for this... For everything!

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Rose had been hit hard by Yuki's sudden collision, and now she was a sitting duck for the raven-haired girl to take advantage. Yuki herself was tense, shrugging off the damage she'd incurred thus far over the match and the soreness left in her, as well as her own anxieties as to how she'd be able to come out on top despite all odds. She couldn't let herself slip behind, she thought. This was her chance to turn things around.

Gritting her teeth, Yuki kicked her legs out and went to wrap them around Rose's neck. If she could cut off her airways, she thought, she'd be able to weaken her opponent, giving her an advantage in the moments to come. At the very least, if she couldn't get Rose to submit now, she'd make it easier for her to do so in the future. Squeezing her thighs in place, Yuki bent backwards and braced her palms against the mat to either side of her, her back arching as she tried to balance herself. All the better to weigh down more pressure.

But it wouldn't do her much good if what she was applying said pressure to wasn't going to wear Rose down - and, indeed, the blonde stuck her arm up, wedging it between Yuki's legs to obtain herself some precious breathing room. Yuki opened one eye, rechecking her position.

"Clever..." she muttered to herself. She had to acknowledge the wisdom of Rose's counter. But she wasn't going to let her enjoy it for long. Grabbing hold of her wrist, Yuki tried to pull it back into a wrist lock, hoping to maintain her position while inflicting some damage at the same time.

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"Nnggh!" She grunted uncutely. Frustration mixed with effort as that single arm attempted to spread Yuki's legs. To no avail. She vowed she would spread the pretty schoolgirl plenty as soon as she got out of this hold!

"N-no!" She barked through the choke as she felt Yuki take contol of her wrist. The wrist lock brought a wince to the brutal blonde's face. This was troubling for two reasons. Firstly, the wristlock hurt and her other hand couldn't get there to hand fight. Secondly, it meant she'd lost her leverage against the headscissor! She wasn't going to suffocate with her arm there... Not unless Yuki knew how to convert the hold into a triangle choke... But she could still constrict the life out of her!

"Itaii!" She cried out finally as Yuki's legs flexed and crushed Rose's head and neck! Her voice was sweet, sing-songy almost. Her legs kicked causing her body to shake in an appealing way. Her breath was forced haggardly against Yuki's inner thighs and crotch as her cheeks were warmed by the legs that extended from there.

With her free hand and her iron will, she began to push jerself off the mat, trying to get to her knees. The movement would carry Yuki's lower body up with her and put additional strain on Rose Gold's neck. The alternative however, was to continue to be crushed into submission.

If she was able to do that, she'd continue to rise until she was upright, bending over Yuki. If she was able to do this, it would put Yuki's shoulders against the mat. With her headscissor intact it would look very reminiscent to the closing moments of a powerbomb!

With that free hand, Rose would roughly grab ahold of Yuki's hair! She'd pull at it with all the vitriol and strength she could muster as she'd attempt to free herself by pulling the dynamite schoolgirl up onto her shoulders. "HAAAAAA!" She screamed out as she lifted! This was a feet putside of her typical operating procedure. But woth both women being lightweights, even the threat power moves were possible!

Yuki would find herself in a precarious position. Aloft in rose Gold's control. Under threat of powerbomb. She could relinquish the hold and defend herself. Or hold on and take whatever Rose had planned! Ontop of that, the position pushed Rose Gold's nose and lips tightly against her leotard. She could feel Rose's labored breaths, warm and tickling, against her most sensitive place.

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Rose's quick reaction time may have forced Yuki to change her tactics quickly on the fly, but nevertheless she was able to adapt, as she now took hold of her foe's wrist and pulled it backward to try and weaken her from where she stood. As she grit her teeth, straining and clenching, her thighs squeezed harder around Rose's head, and as she leaned back she put more pressure on her joint, ushering in a dual-pronged assault on the blonde. Even as Rose fought and kicked, Yuki tried to hold fast. She had to! This was too important for her to give it any less!

The longer the two of them held this position, the more Yuki began to wonder if the end of the match really was at hand. Her breaths quickened and her heart pounded harder in her chest. It looked like Rose was running out of options, and soon, there would be only one route she had left. If Yuki could bring her to that point, all would be won.

But then, as though the universe issued a cruel answer to Yuki's ponderings, Rose pushed herself up. Yuki was so focused she almost didn't feel it at first, until she began to feel the body underneath her rising, and she gasped, taken aback by how resilient Rose was to be able to power through such a position! Soon enough, she was able to get Yuki onto her back. Now, Yuki knew, the tables were turned, and Rose could easily take control. But despite it all, she didn't let go. She'd hold it out until she couldn't any more.

However, that breaking point would soon be reached. As Rose took a handful of her hair and dragged Yuki upwards, the girl let out a pained squeal, forced to let go of her opponent's wrist from the jolt alone. And if Yuki thought she was being carried higher earlier, this was a whole new level - as she was now carried atop of Rose's shoulders. Her eyes went wide at the sudden altitude, and her face flushed a little bit red from the contact of Rose's face underneath her skirt, though she wouldn't think too much of it; such things were the inevitabilities of wrestling. That being said, though, Rose did seem quite fixated on shaming her...

Regardless, Yuki wasn't focused on defending herself right now. A fact Rose could well take advantage of.

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Rose breathed deeply as she lifted Yuki up onto her shoulders! The same inhale a drowning woman might take as she breached the surface of the ocean! She filled her lungs with life-giving air and the sweet scent of Yuki's thighs. Their warmth and her bodies intimate closeness brought a girlish pink to her cheeks that was unbecoming of her cruel heel persona. Perhaps it was a blessing that they were masked by the lower body of the beautiful woman atop her.

"Enough games sweetheart!" She declared as she placed her hands under Yuki's hips. Her fingers digging into her butt as a consequence. She braced herself as if she was going to power bomb the golden-garbed lightweight. But instead, she lifted her up, and spun her atop her shoulders. A quick rotation that would see Yuki riding Rose Gold's shoulders like a child. This did two things. The first. It freed Rose Gold's face from the Dynamite Schoolgirl's crotch. The second, was that it put her in a position for an Electric Chair Drop.

With their location in the ring, Rose was threatening not only to drive her into the canvas, but to violently smash the back of her head against one of the top turnbuckles! She grasped the woman's ankles, she didn't want her going anywhere! However, it was worth noting that her footing wasn't precisely stable. One of the reasons for this change in maneuver was that Rose Gold wasn't certain she had the strength to complete the previous move. She could feel the build up of strain in her legs just from having the hundred plus pound woman on her shoulders.

However, if she was successful, it would surely leave Ms. Kazikura seeing stars.

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That feeling of closeness was hardly lost on Yuki. She could feel Rose's fingers tightening against her rear, causing her to tense, and in the process causing her thighs to squeeze ever so slightly tighter around her foe's temples as she tried to keep her position steady. But even still, Rose was able to push up on her, turning her in place so that the two of them faced the same direction. With how desperate Rose had been to put her in her place, especially as Yuki proved to be more resilient than the blonde had given her credit for, it came as no suprise to Yuki that her opponent had something big in mind to finish her off with. And as she saw that Rose was backing her toward the corner, she could only imagine how hard it would hit.

But she bit her lip, her look of fear turning to one of determination and willpower. She knew that Rose wanted to humble her and bring her low, and she was motivated by the will she had to deny her such enjoyment. She'd have to counter this if it was the last thing she did - both to save herself, and to send a message. She also could tell that Rose was unsteady, her steps shaky. There was only so much one could do supporting another person of comparable size. And that was already giving Yuki ideas.

She rolled forward, hoping that the shift in weight would unbalance Rose's stance, enough for her to bend forward. If so, Yuki would continue her momentum into bringing her off the ground before rolling away, hoping to clear the distance and send Rose onto her face in the process!

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The feeling of Yuki's thighs clutching at her head was somehow comforting to her rather than painful. It meant she was tense. She was scared. Good. She should be.

However; As was the way of this contest, Yuki was turning her fear and trepidation into motivation and action. Just as Rose bent her knees to throw both women backwards, Yuki acted! She leaned forward! With Rose's bad balance and Yuki's agility, it was no task at all for the woman to turn the would be match ender into a victory roll.

The move sent Rose tumbling as Yuki slipped between her legs. It was a fantastic counter and had the match been standard, might have led to a surprise pinfall! Instead, the dynamite schoolgirl had escaped Rose Gold's offense once again. And continued to prove herself a formidable foe, much to the Sinister Siren's dismay.

As Rose Gold lay on her belly she kicked her feet. Her fists balled up and she pounded the mat in frustration! "AAAAAAAGH!" If one didn't know better, they might think she had been caught in some sort of submission or dislocated something in the reversal. The reality was less flattering. She was angry and throwing a tantrum. She had vowed that she was done playing games... But she had kept a trump card close to her chest. She hated that she had been brought to this... To use it against this undeserving wannabe! ...And yet.
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Rose Gold climbed to her feet. Her face a mask of rage! Her eyebrows knit tightly in fury and her fists white-knuckled at her sides. Her teeth were grit tight enough to threaten to chip a tooth! And from her bright amber hues, she bore holes in Yuki. She stared directly into her tormentor's eyes.

The domino mask that hid her identity laying at her feet.

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With Yuki's quick escape, the crowd let out a cheer; what once had looked like disaster for the girl had turned into a triumph! She rolled herself forward, bringing Rose down with her and sending her face-first into the mat. Coming a short distance away from her opponent, Yuki picked herself up into a three-point stance, taking a brief moment to catch her breath and to shake some sweat-soaked strands of hair away from her brow. But she saw now that Rose wasn't taking well to Yuki holding control thus far, and that made her smirk, as she watched her fists pummel the mat beneath her.

Ordinarily, Yuki was a quiet person, and hardly the type to gloat. But when she saw that Rose was down, she couldn't help but feel a rush from it. When the blonde had spent all this time building herself up and trying to cut Yuki down, it seemed like it was poetic justice that so much would go contrary to her plans. She came to her feet, starting to move in closer.

"What's the matter?" Yuki said. "You're not a bad fighter, I have to give you the credit for that. You have the skills. But you came here to break me. You said that as much. And now...I think the tables have turned!" She balled a fist, beginning to draw back and assume a stance so that she could strike at just the right time, when Rose lifted herself from the ground.

But when she did raise her head, what Yuki saw shocked her. Rose's mask had been dislodged in her struggle, and now she saw what was beneath. That face. The glare of absolute disdain was something she could never imagine across the face of her friend. But everything else was unmistakable.

Everything ground to a halt for Yuki, as the fight left her like the air being let out of a balloon. Standing with her fist still in the air, her mouth hung open in a gasp. The match was the last of her concerns right now.

"...Kelsea-?"