Asami Asagirl vs Natasha Han

"Gotcha, comrade." Asami said in a fake Russian accent.
Getting to her feet, she rolled Natasha onto her back. Then she'll run for the ropes, leaping onto the second rope and attempting a lionsault onto Russian's body, wanting to keep pressure on Natasha.

Natasha lied there on her back, her eyes glaxed over slightly. She would stare upwards towards the ceiling, about to try to get up, but...suddenly Asami would enter her view, and come crashing down on her, causing her to yell louding from the impact, her body jerking hard in pain.

Asami rolled off of Natasha then kipped up to her feet, drawing a cheer from the fans. Looking at the prone Russian, Asami decided it might be time for the ultimate high risk move in her arsenal.
The Asian went to the nearest corner and hopped up to the top turnbuckle, facing away from the ring. Standing balanced on the turnbuckle, Asami flung herself off with a high backflip while twisting her body, getting two full revolutions before landing, trying to land her finishing move, the Flash at Sunset!

At this point, Natasha wouldn't even try to get up. She lied there helplessly, watching the ninja sail gracefuly through the eye, closing her eyes and bracing herself for the impact as Asami landed hard upon her, the Russian's body thrashing a bit as the ninja's finished managed to strike her. She groaned softly, very softly, her limbs spreading out a bit and the woman going prone upon the mat.

Asami held her stomach for a moment as she crawled on top of Natasha, her breasts pressing against the Russian's as she hooked her leg. The ref girl slid into position.
"One!" she called.

Natasha would simply lie there as the ref began her count, a tiny hint of a smile on her face.

"TWO!"

"Three!"
Asami rolled off of Natasha, panting after the exertion. Natasha's body shots would definitely leave some nasty bruising the next day, but for now, the ninja was all smiles.
Getting to her feet, she held out her hand to help the Russian up.

Natasha let out a long sigh, smiling an taking Asami's hand, letting her help her up.

"It seems I had underestimated you. Do not think I will be doing that if we ever fight again, comrade," she said with a grin.

"Oh I wouldn't dream of it." Asami replied with a grin. "Got any after match plans? Perhaps you'd care to join me for an after-match shower?"
She gave the Russian a sultry smile as she awaited her response.

Natasha smiled back, a bit oblivious to the meaning behind Asami's words. "It vould be nice to get a shower, though I think I'd rather rest up a bit first."