Drea Maris vs. Heather Sunderland - The (S)mother of Rome

"We will see about that, won't we!" Drea laughed heartily. With Heather looking to recover for a bit, the Roman woman took a second to play to the crowd, flaunting a little bit to fire them up even further. The match had already been plenty exciting regardless.

"So shall we continue?" Drea smiled holding out her arm as if inviting Heather to come at her.

Heather was doing her best to wait out for Drea's offensive--but as she taunted like that--then motioned her on--she just couldn't hold back. "Kh..d-damnit." She cursed out, shaking her head before she huffed out.

She nod her head, carefully moving in towards Drea, crouching herself down a bit. She wanted to play it as carefully as possible, steadily and slowly approaching her. When she got close enough, she tried to slip behind her and lock her arms around her, trying to put her strength in attempting to catch her in a german suplex!

Drea watched Heather anxiously as the woman approached, eager to see what she had up her sleeve. She didn't have to wait long to find out, however, as her foe managed to slip around her and wrap her arms around the blonde's waist.

"Oh! Owwwoooooooooah...!" Drea let out cry of surprise, follow by one of distress as she was abruptly heaved into the air. Flipped over, the Roman woman crashed down to the mat on her shoulders, letting out a loud grunt.

Heather winced just slightly as she put her own momentum into slamming her with the german suplex. She quickly rolled out from the move, getting herself up to continue with her offensive. She needed to keep on the girl and not let her get the upperhand--she didn't know how many more facefulls of her breasts she could take before running out of air and strength to fight back.

She went to hop onto Drea--just trying to slam her butt down hard onto the girl's stomach, attempting to drive the air out of her and pin her wrists down to the mat right after.

Disoriented after that drop, Drea flopped out on her back groaning as she gazed up towards the arena lights. At least, until a dark shadow suddenly eclipsed them for a moment, and Heather's full weight came slamming down on her gut. "GGFFFFFFFFFFFMMMPHHH!" the blonde Roman wheezed painfully as the wind was knocked right out of her, easily allowing the purple-haired woman to pin her arms down right after.

Heather grinned wide as she got her down, licking her lips a little. "Doing alright down there? Let's try this kind hm?" She let out, pushing herself up the girl further and further. She went to pin her arms down with her knees, nodding her head a bit before lifting her hips up just a bit. She went to move in, going to plant her crotch and butt down onto her face--covered by her back cotton panties beneath her skirt, a quite wide grin on her face.

Drea's eyes widened as Heather's groin inched closer and closer to her face, struggling even harder, but to little avail. With muffled objections, the purple-haired woman's rear eclipsed her face making it hard for the blonde to breathe.

Embarrassment aside, the Roman woman tried not to panic as she squirmed beneath her foe's ass, hoping to think of a way to escape!

(June? Kill me)

Heather grinned wide, snickering a little as she started rubbing her hips atop the girl's face. She let out a long breath, looking down at her with that grin not fading from her face for a second, clearly enjoying herself now. "Why don't you just stay down there. I think eventually you'll come to like it. IT's a good new place for you" She said, clearly teasing and messing with her, enjoying boasting in her position.