Aerial vs Duffy

Aerial didn't pay much heed when Duffy boasted about only needing one. Still she didn't really like it when Duffy kissed in the cheeks and left blood on it. She simply wiped it off immediately. She didn't anything else. Duffy hadn't done so and neither will she.

Still judging from the way, things looked, Duffy was most likely to attack from behind since she watched her movements. And from the way she climbed up.

Regardless she gave her word and allowed Duffy her shot, she didn't turn around, just preparing for what Duffy had installed.

For a moment nothing happened, until suddenly something hard crashed into the back of her head with great force.

Even though she knew it was Duffy's attack, she didn't expect it to be this heavy. And to make things worst. Duffy was aiming to smash her skull in using the steel steps.

Even though Aerial had given her word that she would take her attacks head on, and didn't break it, that didn't mean she didn't prepare for it.

Tilting to the side, just one inch when Duffy's ass smashed into the back of her skull, Aerial redirected herself into the corner of the steel stairs, and not into the edge of the sharp stairs itself.

Still the impact was hard, and Aerial cut her forehead, causing blood to leak out of it.

She was hurt, but not unconsious, still she laid there, moaning as soon as Duffy got off her. "Fuck...you..." She cursed.

Duffy looked down at Aerial and smirked at the girl. "Not bad, lassie. Was hopin you would still be 'round. Ye want two more a those or ya gon nae sae ye hae no more brou for it?" Duffy smirked through her own bloody face. She hoped that Aerial packed it in. Duffy probably wouldn't go against her word but she was getting mighty thirsty and what was the point of getting a drink if one wasn't coherent enough to enjoy it?

"One shot you said? You should have done more..." Aerial growled at her as she wiped off the blood on her head. "Because now I'm going to show you how a one shot should be done." She glared as she slowly pushed herself up. "All you have to do is follow me."

Raising her hands, she tried to grab Duffy to drag her towards the announcers table, for her last ditch move.

Duffy narrowed her eyes. "A should a just ave at ye, cunt." Duffy growled back. "But I be nae cadger's curse.She then held out her thumb at Aerial. "But this time ONE means fuckin ONE, ya ken?" She said as she snorted a hot breath through her nose. "An if'n ye be thinkin otherwise, A'mma come collect on all that A owe ye."

"Oh don't worry this shot is all I need." Aerial smirked at Duffy as she led her to the table. "Although I have to say sorry, after this you probably won't even be in the condition to drink any beer soon, if anything, let's hear what you have to say first." She offered.

Giving a few moments for Duffy to reply, she would listen first before going on her last move here.

"That reminds me..." She placed her finger on her chin in a thinking position. "I still haven't gotten you back for that lowblow you tried on me earlier didn't you?" She asked.

Regardless of Duffy's answer, she would suddenly knee Duffy in between her legs. Then if she crumbled, she would throw one hand towards her throat, while lifting one of her arms over her neck.

Everyone there would recognize Aerial attempting a choke slam. She was going to choke slam Duffy through the announcers table.

Duffy just spit at Aerial's side when she asked her to speak and muttered. "Just get on wi it." She stared at Aerial hard. Her eyes widened as she felt the knee between her legs and began to fall down oonly to be hefted back up into the chokeslam. She crashed through the table and lay in a pile of broken junk. She moaned but seemed to be unconscious at first. Her eyes were almost entirely glosed and the ref began to count for the knockout. But then Duffy's hand rose up slowly and weakly. She formed a backwards L with her right hand and her head turned opened her eyes to look at Aerial. "Tha were two by me count, lassie." She muttered barely able to speak the words.

She slowly turned her shoulder and flopped off of the table and stuck her butt in the air. She rested her head against the mats for a long mement before turning and grabbing Aerial by the skirt and attempted to pulle herself up. It was a slow process, Duffy barely had any energy left. pusheing her head against Aerial's stomach, she panted hard against the girl. her hand went up once more, groping Aerial's breasts. For a moment, Duffy flashed a smile but then reached for Aerial's arms instead and pulled herself up so she was leaning against Aerial with her arms loosely wrapped around her shoulders, pressing against her and panting on her neck.

"Shite..." She said. "A'm... A'm countin that as two..." She huffed. "Be sure o me nae haein the strenght fer this anymore, lassie." SHe huffed. "So.. " She paused. "If ye can manage t' make it through this ye can just hae the damn win. I wanna be able tae cock th' wee finger wit ye."

Duffy then pulled her hand back and swung it forward to viciously crotch claw Aerial. "Ane." She counted as she pulled Aerial over to the guard rail and while still clawing her crotch with one hand grabbed her hair and would slam her head into the guard rail four times, counting each one.

"Twa! Three! Fower! Five!" She'd then let go and look at Aerial. "Now we're square, lassie."

Aerial really had to admit it, Duffy was tough, tougher then she had thought. She thought for sure that the choke slam had finished her off, "Your still alive?" She asked in disbelief, but Duffy didn't answer, she was too badly injured to say anything.

She watched as Duffy slowly made her way back on her feet, first using her skirt as a handle to pull herself up slowly, then afterwards she pulled herself up placing her head onto her stomach.

She didn't mind being used as a support, but when Duffy suddenly gropped her breasts, she shriked and almost backed off, but restratined herself. "What are you doing?" She asked as she tried to cover it, but stopped herself or Duffy was going to fall.

Afterwards she listened to Duffy's challenge and accepted it, although with something else in mind. "Sorry Duffy, it goes on until one of us goes down." She replied. She had too much pride to quit halfway. "But whatever, take your next shot."

Duffy simply complied before suddenly lashing and grabbing onto her crotch and squeezing her womanhood as hard as possible.

"Oo...." Aerial Gasped in shock and in pain. Her mouth opened but no other sound could be made other then her gasping as Duffy tightened the hold over it, making her gasp even louder as she dragged her over to the steel railings.

The pain while moving was incredible, and Aerial let out moans and groans as she was dragged over there.

"One!" Duffy yelled just before smashing her face into the railings while clawing her womanhood.

"Arrgh!" She cried out in pain.

"Two--Three!!" Duffy smashed her face in two more times, blood shot out from her forehead again and dripped down her face, and she found it hard keeping consious.

"Four--Five!!" Duffy finished, by then her entire vision was spinning, unable to see properly, she spun around for a moment before falling back, barely consious.

She wasn't knocked out, but she was already at her limit. When the ref came over to check on her, she almost declared her knocked out, but Aerial cut her off with a low moan as she laid there.

"Fuc--Fuck it...it--it's not--not--over--yet..." She groaned painfully.

Duffy stood over Aerial, looking her over. She smiled through her blood soaked face. "Shite." She said. "C'mon, lassie." She said as she looked down over her. "What's the point of goin an gettin a pint afterwards if we're both carried off to th' hospital?" She said as she looked over Aerial. Duffy wasn't doing much better. She felt like just collapsing where she stood.

Letting out a really tired sigh, Aerial considered it, "fine, you win. We'll just do one last thing then, and we'll let it go afterwards, is that all right?" She asked.

Slowly but surely making her way up, she used Duffys outfit as a support to pull herself up,

"Tell you what, one last punch, we both punch each other one last time, then we'll head back all right? Just one more punch?" She asked.

When Duffy saw that Aerial was going to get up under her own power, at least with Duffy's body as a support, the Scot graciously helped Aerial up. She grinned at Aerial's words. "Now THAT's What Am'm talkin 'bout, lassie!" She said with a wide grin. "Right 'ere?" She said and then thumbed at the ring. "Or ye wanna try gettin back in th' ring?"