Alizeh Midori vs Mika Murasame: Climbing the Ranks

Oh yeah. Fucking with Mika by using her own flirtiness as a distraction was definitely a good idea as far as Alizeh was concerned. Hell she'd been practically dominating this match since doing so! Pulling Mika back with a slam from her submission the green haired girl would pin Mika directly from the move, holding her shoulders down for a nearfall before Mika had the sense to kick out! Getting up onto her knees Alizeh showed some frustration, but knew she had the Gucchi gal on the ropes right now, and she could very well get a win here and now if she pushed this strategy just a little bit further and harder. "Aw what's wrong babe? Don't you want to take this somewhere more.. intimate? Sooner I win the sooner we can do that." Alizeh cooed as she reached out to grab Mika and pull her up before pulling her close, pressing the valley girl's face into her breasts for a boob smother to try and choke her out!

Pure instinct was what had driven Mika into usurping the surefire pin attempt when she was tucked in ass over teakettle, which totes sucked anyway because every other fiber of her being was content to just let Alizeh take the freaking match already. Alizeh having played the Gucci Gal like a sensual violin, tuning her up like a true maestro until she was a flustered mess simultaneously loathing yet loving the role reversal. Mika sunken into the canvas like quicksand with heaving pants until overhearing the honeyed words from above, a scowling pout latched onto her foe once she was shuffled up to her knees by the greenhead. "...Tch...B-Better be a freaking promise ya-" Mika's defiant acceptance muffled into a caramel valley of squished softness with muted moans as she wriggled her buried facials into Alizeh's cleavage, outraged initially and squirming about as she cycled one leg behind her...but the mallrat's resistance becoming noticeably more subdued over time.

it had been a tough and competitive bout for sure. Mostly because of Mika's early use of cheating and heel tactics to turn things and gain a steep advantage. One that Alizeh had to climb quite a bit of a way to overcome. But she had managed it, even if it meant adopting a similar... flirty strategy as Mika to an extent, using her sexual prowess to distract and stun Mika. Which worked to astonishing effect, enabling Alizeh to turn things around and very nearly defeat Mika. But the Gucci Gal still had a bit left in the tank and managed to kick out. However she was clearly dazed as hell and would be easy pickings if Alizeh could act quickly. Hence forcing the blonde beauty up and forcing her into a sitting position before forcing her face into her breasts for a smother!

Smirking softly as heard the little comment from Mika before hand Alizeh would snicker slightly as she nodded. Admittedly while this started as a ploy to even the playing field, Alizeh was certainly a bit turned on from it and honestly, while her personality left much to be desired, Mika was definitely actually pretty attractive. "Mhmm trust me it is." Alizeh cooed, keeping a firm grip on Mika's head, even as she started to struggle and shift a bit. Not willing to let the woman go through Alizeh would push forward, looking to roll the two over so that Mika was on her back and Alizeh was on top of her, snaking her legs between Mika's in a grapevine and pressing herself further down on Mika's face, cementing the smother to try and end this for good!

Mika was never exactly known for being sympathetic to the plights of others, but whoever the fuck Alizeh was scheduled to square off with next had better be on the lookout for an entirely different wrestling style thanks to whatever Mika had unknowingly done to light an alluring fire under her fine ass. It was damn near miraculous how adeptly Alizeh had sensuously subjugated the mallrat via a combination of luscious makeout sessions and her own natural wrestling expertise. Mika having long since noticed that winning the match was sorta becoming the secondary objective here. The heated affection, soothing words, commitment to making some of those tongue-slathering kisses some of the hottest Mika ever had...Alizeh was like, into her and junk. And fuck if Mika wasn't starting to feel the same way by now.

The Gucci Gal obviously overwhelmed from being outclassed in the ring and potentially in the bedroom one after the other, except whatever embarrassed expressions she may have had were muted against the mushed mounds her face was sunken into. The space between their bodies vanished once Alizeh had taken them down onto the ring canvas with an intermingling of their legs soon afterward. "Mmm!!...Mmmmph~..." Defiant resistance sounding more like heated breathes with faint spittle against Ali's tanned flesh, when one of Mika's hands trailed down Ali's spine until finding and playfully kneading her backside underneath her skirt. The slackened weightlessness was probably indication enough that Mika was losing all will fight onward, and it that wasn't enough than her tapping out a lethargic submission on Ali's backside would cement that notion. The ring bell clanging in the distance from the referee's signaling...

Mika and Alizeh had gotten off on as bad a start as anyone could. Especially in a wrestling ring with how the boujie girl had near cheated a win off of Alizeh earlier in the bout. Hell even at this moment Alizeh still wasn't sure if she actually liked Mika. However she DID find the woman incredibly attractive, that was just a fact and evidently the reverse was also true. At least given how submissive and into things the woman had become with the flirty and sensual actions Alizeh had taken since getting back into the match. Now it almost seemed as if the two were wanting to get through this match just for the sake of it to get at each other in a more intimate way later.

Something that became especially evident in the breast smother Alizeh had locked in, pushing the woman down and enthralling her in the process.. until finally she felt tapping on her ass, making Alizeh coo softly as she did so. "Hehe.. cheeky.. I'll be sure to repay the favor..." Alizeh said, holding Mika's face in her breasts for a moment while the bell rang before pulling the girl away, looking at her barely conscious, yet still so sexy face... Before leaning forward and kissing hr tenderly before releasing Mika and standing up, panting softly while having her hand raised up by the ref, the crowd cheering and wolf whistling wildly in the wake of it while ALizeh posed over Mika, waiting to see if she would stir at all.

Waking up in a haze-riddled hangover was more than commonplace for the Boujee Brawler, except typically it was after an all-nighter of club hopping with downed shots and invitations to numerous after parties. Exceedingly rare were the instances where Mika would awaken to her face swathed in another chick's breasts. But in retrospect nothing about this freaking match panned out like anyone anticipated. Not the audience applauding enthusiastically for Alizeh's victory. Not the referee confirming her adversaries' ass spanking submission. And certainly not Mika herself as she only came back to consciousnesses after a breath of fresh air and a parting smooch to the defeated Sleeping Beauty.

"...Hewh..." Mika's soft lips left pursed with a sweetened exhale after Alizeh's goodbye kiss, awakening the mallrat to the irksome sight of her foe's victorious stance and the realization of a humiliating submission loss for her debut. Mika steadily ascending with a flummoxed grimace and glared intensity towards Alizeh...before she abruptly clasped the same hand the referee was extending and lowered it to waist level. A small eyeliner pencil taken from her pocket was used to scribble something on Ali's hand. "Best make good on that fuckin' promise, Green Day..." Mika whispered under her breath before leaving the ring in a huff, the note on Ali's hand revealed to be her phone number with stars all around it.

Alizeh had won, admittedly not in the way she had expected, but a win was a win in her book so she wouldn't mind too much. Sticking around a bit to see if Mika would stir she would and Alizeh was about to be glad she stayed. Smirking slightly as the Boujee brawler got back up Alizeh was accepting but a little confused at the glare on the woman's face, after all despite the attraction she could legitimately understand why Mika would be annoyed. However it would be put to rest when Mika suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled it down before writing something there. "Huh?" Alizeh asked confused before raising her hand only to realize what it was and smile a bit. "Trust me I will." Alizeh said as Mika left, watching her ass as she did so with a bite of her lip, most definitely sure to make good on her promise.

Winner by Submission: Alizeh Midori