Julia Rogers vs Domino

The crowd was on its feet as it looked like the newcomer was about to put Domino away! Julia had the model pinned down about as securely as she possibly could, seemingly not giving him any room to budge underneath her. And as she stared down at the pair of eyes glaring up from between her legs, she saw the burning defiance, an absolute unwillingness to surrender.

And right before the ref's hand could strike the mat for the three count, Domino surprised everyone, especially Julia, by suddenly throwing his body up in a tremendous feat of strength, both breaking the pin at the last possible moment and throwing the masked maiden off of him!

"Ugh! So close!" The blonde grunted, before rolling under the nearest set of ropes, bringing herself onto the apron. Pulling herself to stand up, she took a moment to rest and catch her breath while holding onto the top rope and waiting for Domino to not only get up, but turn to face her. "Come on…" she muttered. And once he was back up, however long it took, she would jump up onto the top rope, grimacing at the strain it put on her back. And from there she would spring off into the air, attempting to send her torso crashing down across the model's with a diving cross body.

Domino twists his body to the side, panting, ragged and animalistic. It's slow-going to get to his feet, though. He makes it to his knees, balancing on one hand. That rush from the audience - that just reminds him of what he'd said in the interview. They're as much a source of strength as his own physical body. Hearing them pull for him puts that extra kick in his step.

His free hand pounds the mat rhythmically, drawing the audience to clap in beat. But he knows he can't spend more than a moment bringing them in. Julia's bound to be preparing something big.

The teen lifts to his boots at last and turns to the blonde, spotting her outside the ropes. Then her boots are on the top rope. Being an acrobatic wrestler, himself, he knows the setup for an aerial attack when he sees one. Which one, he has only a split second to figure out and decide on how to react. When the blonde bombshell launches and turns her body over, he knows what's coming.

It's pure instinct what happens next.

Domino doesn't try to evade. His arms spread to receive her. One arm hooks the girl between the legs, the other over her shoulder and around her neck. Her belly collides with his chest and he twists, letting the momentum of her crossbody carry her down into a hard powerslam on her back, his chest smashing against her stomach!

Already in ripe pinning position, Domino just adjusts himself over her a little to specifically hook her thigh and press his abs across her own abdominals to secure the hold.

"COUNT IT!"

The timing seemed perfect, and the blonde soared through the air before descending toward the model. She was primed to slam right down onto him as planned. But, something seemed off. As Domino turned to face her, his arm positioning seemed to suggest he was waiting for her.

Unfortunately, it was far too late now for Julia to do anything about it. And as she made impact with her adversary's torso, his arm grabbed onto her as he twisted his body, planting her right onto the center of the mat with a devastating powerslam! "AGH!" she cried out in pain upon impact.

Domino's chiseled stomach crashing onto hers drove the air out of her, but the pain that shot through her already injured back was much worse. The pain was so intense her body practically spasmed underneath the man in reaction as he hooked her thigh and covered her for the pin, and the referee quickly slid over before slapping the mat with her hand.

"One!…"

"Come on, come on...," Domino urges while holding position across her body. Feeling those spasms beneath him tells him he's got her. That last hit was devastating. This could be it. He hopes it's it. If not, he'd have to pull out a finisher to really devastate her.

But in the here and now, he just wants the girl to stay down beneath him. His free arm presses across her face to push her cheek down into the mat, his other arm squeezing her thigh a little tighter. His back arches to press his abdominals tighter against hers, feeling her body swell with every breath she takes.

The referee slaps the mat again beside her head. "Two...!"

Julia grit her teeth in discomfort as Domino pushed his forearm into her cheek, pressing her face against the mat. She knew there was a good chance this could be it for her. Ever since the model had destroyed her back with his bow and arrow hold early in the bout, that part of her body had become the perfect target for him, and a total plague for her. And now it had been targeted once again, and she wasn’t sure how much more damage it could take.

The masked woman heard the ref slap the mat for the second count, and knew very well what was coming. And once again she found herself in another situation where accepting defeat might not be such a bad idea. Live and fight another day, right? However, so long as Julia had so much as an ounce of energy left in her, she’d continue fighting back as much as she could.

And just before the referee’s hand could hit the canvas for a final time, Julia kicked her free leg out to help jolt her right arm up, only barely getting her shoulder off the mat in time to keep the match alive! Once again the crowd burst into loud cheers. But by this point, it almost seemed like it was no longer a contest to see which of them could keep the fans on their side longer. No longer were they cheering for either of them individually. Instead, a chorus of “This is awesome!” chants began to flow through the arena. To Julia the sound was like a beautiful symphony, and one of the only things keeping her mind off the intense pain surging through her body.

"Stay down...," breathes Domino over the girl. "Stay... down..."

Her body suddenly springs to life! Her leg kicks out, allowing her to bring her shoulder up off the mat. Domino grudgingly lifts his abs from her stomach to rest on his knees beside her, the arm moving from her face to just rest his hand at her shoulder, the other palm against her thigh.

Well, he has to admire her. She's giving it her everything. And she looks incredibly, lying back on the mat, breathless, her chest and stomach heaving with each breath. But he knows she'll be up and fighting again soon with everything she's got. He just has to be make sure his next hit keeps her down. Take away her ability to resist.

But that chant from the audience... that's Heavenly. He can't help but bask in it, even if it was brought on by her breaking free of his pin.

Finally, he moves the hand from her shoulder to behind her neck, drawing the girl to sit up, and eventually rise with him. Once standing with her, securely poised in the center of the ring, his arms will reach for her waist to hoist her a little off her feet and grip her svelte body against his hard frame, intent on crushing her belly into his abs, his body grinding against hers. His hips would naturally press to hers, that firmness she started with her submission hold quickly returning with the body contact, and his head will tilt in close enough to touch noses with her.

It's to prevent any headbutts, he swears.

Julia panted as she laid on the mat and stared straight up at the lights, with Domino lingering in the corner of her field of vision. The luchadora treasured each breath, trying to make the most of every last second she was given to rest. After all, in a close match like this, the smallest amount of energy could end up determining the winner.

Listening to the crowd as they cheered and shouted was also a nice distraction from the pain, but she was soon forced to focus back on the match as Domino sat her up, before guiding her back to her feet. Julia groaned a bit as she moved, but was quickly wrapped up in the model's arms in a bear hug.

"Aghh!" she shouted out, gritting her teeth in reaction to the pain he was inflicting on her midsection. Naturally, his arms were low enough to ensure her damaged back was receiving a pretty good amount of the damage with the hold.

Her ample breasts pressed right against his toned pecs, her stomach against his abs, and she could swear she felt a hardening member pressing against her crotch. And with his handsome face hardly even an inch away from hers, she had to admit, there were a lot worse situations she could be in right now. But most importantly, it prevented her from being able to attempt an effective headbutt, which had been her very first thought on how to escape her predicament. Still Julia refused to submit, and threw a few point blank punches at his ribs. She doubted it would do much, but with any luck, it might be enough to encourage him to release the hold and try something else.

Those punches butt into Domino's ribs, but they lack the momentum and swing to really drill home. The teen arches his back inwards, putting more pressure against her stomach with his own, his forearms biting into her spine. He can easily feel her body swell with each breath, and each time she exhales, his biceps pump to squeeze her a little tighter; like anaconda.

Now that he's face to face with her, he can truly appreciate the full physicality of his prey. From her big, beautiful blue eyes to the feel of her tight, fit, but curvy body grinding in hard against his. But he has to wonder if he can distract her any more to better secure his impending victory. His gaze half-lids on hers. "Try to enjoy it a little, hrm..?," he whispers, voice strained as he both supports her weight and tries to crush her.

As for what he meant? Besides grinding his body into hers with excessive skin contact, feeling each other's every curve and line of muscle tone, Domino tilts his head in a little more to press his lips to hers in a sudden kiss. A kiss he intends to keep going, careful to not over-do it in case she decides to bite at him.

If Julia’s punches had had any effect, Domino had done well not to show it. And to make things worse...or better, he tightened his arms around her, drawing even more pained groans from the blonde as seemingly every inch of the front of her body pressed very tightly into him.

This was without doubt by far the most intimate bear hug anyone had ever applied to her. She heard his words, and at first just thought it was simply a taunt meant to enjoy being so close to him as he tried to break down her resistance and force her into submission. And she was just about to snap back with a witty reply, but that thought completely left her mind as Domino shocked her by pressing his lips right onto hers, kissing her while holding her in his clutches, causing Julia’s eyes to widen in shock and eliciting a surprised yelp form her.

Did fireworks suddenly start going off in the arena, or was that just Julia’s imagination? Well, even if it was, the crowd still burst into thunderous cheering at the sight. But in a way, the kiss might’ve turned out to work against Domino. Julia was slowly beginning to melt and turn to putty in his clutches, her resistance dying more with each passing second. Yet at the same time, the model was providing a wonderful distraction from the pain he had been inflicting. An instinctive moan vibrated from her mouth into his in reaction to his squeezing, but that was the only noticeable reaction she gave to her pain. And in the midst of it, the luchadora was even starting to get turned on.

The audience is getting into it, and that's perfect. They're getting their fill of hentai action, Domino doesn't have to humiliate anyone, and he can feel the cowgirl-luchadora melting into it, so everyone is coming out on top. Especially him. The notion that it might be lessening the strain of the bearhug on her body doesn't occur to him. Heck, he's new to trying to be steamy in matches. He's just thrilled it's starting to take effect on the blonde bombshell.

His head tilts into the kiss, allowing it to deepen the more confident he grows. Her lips are teased with the tip of his tongue, tasting her. There's some up-'til-now hidden thrill about sharing a kiss with a wrestler girl, knowing they're fully-geared and ostensibly fighting with him. Especially given that their bodies are flush together, leaving no space between their bodies. As she's turned on, he can feel her breath quicken against his frame, her heart pound harder against his chest. That by itself might also work a little against him, as it only works him up more as a side-effect.

Domino shifts a little more, grinding his body to hers, feeling that sweet friction between them. The kiss is finally broken, but only for a moment as his lips relocate to the side of her neck. The new bout of intimacy begins as a soft nibble against her skin, slowly developing into a light bite.