Shooting for the Stars- Rachel Nova vs Yayuuki “Lucky” Sakura

Rachel was excited, her blood pumping with the thoughts of the match running through her mind and filling the woman with hopes of victory and fulfilling her desire to come out on top, to show her strength even if she were a model. The name of her opponent was a lovely, sublime uniqueness, Rachel wasn’t exactly used to the foreign names of the people but she found them to be quite extraordinary and mysterious, well of course without a name translator but that was besides the point.

Hooking her belt together, strapping herself in to her attire, the space-loving woman was ready to go, her entire being set on bringing home the gold and getting her name out there more to the world, this life was meant for more than her pretty face and pictures of herself. The world needed to know she was more than that and tonight she’d continue to prove that fact.

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As she awaits outside the current for her cue, she hops on the balls of her feet, keeping herself in a rhythm for her entrance and of course the soon to be match that would occur as soon as the two of them were ready in the ring. The sudden explosion of a guitar and drums alerted her to rush out to the ramp, she thrust open the curtains, cyan pools running over the roaring crowd why not give them something to roar at even more. As the song began to pick up, she ran her hand through her black and red locks, her hips swaying to the beat to further entice the crowd, her legs following the flow and slowly turning the woman to work with her hips.

Making it full circle, Rachel would plant her feet and head down the ramp, waving and blowing kisses toward her supposed fans, perhaps many felt she was just some jobber tonight but they’d be dead wrong, she came here to win tonight and she’d give her opponent what for to prove it. It wouldn’t take long before she’d reach those steel steps, her body tellin her to move but the butterflies in her stomach demanding otherwise. She grits her teeth, she couldn’t go back now, with that forcing its way to core of her mind, they’d step up, rushing toward the excess of the ring and slipping through the middle and top rope.

She stood in the center of the ring, throwing up her hands in a nervous fashion but she was still excited, ecstatic really. This was her chance and she wouldn’t screw this ip.

Sakura couldn't wait for this match! A German making her way here? And someone so beautiful? Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! Always being the second person to come out, the Japanese Cheerleader stepped out of her side of the arena, the crowd going WILD at her appearance before them!

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She waved and giggled as she saw quite a few cheering for her as she made her way down the ramp, all smiles and laughs! She even saw someone out there with a sign reading "WE LOVE YOU, LUCKY!" That just about made her day right there! Speaking of which... The woman that stood in the center of the arena was HOT! Her outfit was gorgeous, her figure, spectacular... Certain feelings were already running through the white-haired beauty as she drew ever closer to the ring... Her breasts bounced with each step she took towards the ring, her arms swaying a bit too much with each step.

Once she reached the edge, the happy, golucky cheer-leader slipped under the bottom rope and walked RIGHT up to her gorgeous opponent, staring her right in the eyes.

"Heya, cutie!" She greeted enthusiastically, throwing an arm around the girl's neck. She leaned in so very closely, their breasts compacting against one another, their lips mere inches apart. "I'm Sakura! Nice to meetcha!" No sooner than she had finished, Lucky closed the distance for a moment, giving the dark-haired girl a soft kiss upon her lips! What better way to greet anyone ever!? Well... this wasn't the kind of match to find out, anyway. Sakura giggled lightly before taking her arm back and retreating a few steps, leaving Rachel with that to think about. "Ready to have some fun?"

It didn’t take long for her opponent to reveal themselves, another newbie to the scene was a good sign but a veteran would’ve been too. She’d take what she could get and oh did would she take it, the vuloptous female, didn’t hide much to her imagination but neither did she.

The buxom woman slowly made her way down, it seemed the crowd, or at least most of it..a good portion she’d say, knew who she was. Rachel unfortunately did not but that didn’t dissuade her from wanting to win tonight nor did it hinder the sudden beating heart in her chest as her cyan gaze meets the white-haired beauty closing in.

The slide under the bottom rope, the walk to the center of the ring, how cruel could fate be to pit against someone so..hot? No, that was too basic for her vocabulary, exquisite fit more precisely. Her mind shot back to the match as she felt their arm entrap her neck, were they starting?! Did she miss the bell?

From the looks of things probably not, it was an introduction of sorts but one she happily accepted, with a grin her left arm swings to encompass her hip, their frames presses together, her heart pounding at the sight. ”I’m Rachel, it’s a pleasure.” she’d whisper as their lips taunt each other for that split moment before pressing onto their targets. The German gave as much as the other gave her, first impressions were important.

It almost made her whine to pull away, she wanted just a bit more before they had to start this show but she knew business came before pleasure. Her hands station at her hips as she grins, the need settling into the back of her mind. ”You bet! Maybe later, we can have a little bit more fun at my place~.” she was teasing of course but that invitation would stand.

Sakura's eyes widened curiously as Rachel mused about the idea of them both going back to her place after this for more "fun"... What oh what could she mean by that...? She was always such an innocent girl, not often picking up on some of the lingo used to suggest more... mature motives... When she heard "fun", she thought games, hanging out together, getting to know one another and, of course, kisses! Say, maybe that's what she meant! Had she already made a friend here before they even fought? WOWIE! She really was good!

"Oooo! That sounds great!" She exclaimed with a soft giggle, sending a wink her way. Ah... So blissfully unaware of what she had just agreed to. That was, if Rachel was genuine in her offer. Lucky lowered herself into her wrestling stance as the bell had rung just then, signalling that it was time to begin the match! Unlike her last match that was mainly a big kissy fest, she was gonna have to actually wrestle this time! It was the best thing in the world when one could combine her two greatest passions into one! What would she do with her first move... Hmm... She didn't know anything about Rachel yet besides her lusciously tan skin, her gorgeously smooth red-ended black hair and her sweet, buttery voice so she would have to do a little detective work to find out just who she was up against! Slowly, Lucky would inch forward, gesturing with her fingers for her german foe to do the same, bringing her hands up a little between them to show she wanted to try a test of strength!

Lucky wasn't the strongest girl out there, but she was pretty decent! And besides, it would give her some insight as to the strength of her new rival and buddy! Should the lockup go as intended, the cheerleader would intertwine her fingers with Rachel's their palms pressed tightly together as she attempted to shove her back! Given the near 5 inch height difference, She automatically assumed her opponent would be much stronger than her! People were weird, though and she just had to be sure...

"HhhhhhMMMPH!" She huffed as she pushed and pushed!

She showed interest in her offer, that was a good sign, the blissful niavety of the other going completely over Rachel’s head but she had to focus, she wouldn’t let the thoughts of Lucky interfere, much less become so unstable she’d let herself be overwhelmed.

The bell signals the start, Rachel drops to her stance, her legs shoulder width apart and her hands levels with her shoulders, the basics of the basics in her early training. She felt that the two would immediately be upon one another, fighting for control over who would be locked against who, the sheer tug of war between two dominant forces and her dream came true.

Lucky was already set to offer the test of strength, a method the German was all to familiar with and gladly accepted. Her fingers intertwining with the set opposite her, palms locked in heated confrontation against one another. The sudden push told her to fight back, she wouldn’t dare give the other woman any ground to take.

The model would drive her feet into the mat, stopping the woman’s advance, Rachel would press her frame against the busty white-haired woman and attempt o push with all her might. She had the height advantage and her strength was nothing to laugh at but she wasn’t the strongest like the bigger names out here. “HnnNNNGMP!” She struggles to fight her way against them to push them back and take the lead.

Lucky pushed back with all of her might, attempting to shove Rachel back against the ropes but even so, she found herself skidding back! It wasn't all at once, but little by little, the cheerleader was starting to lose ground against the bigger opponent! Were they the same size, they could've very well been struggling for minutes on end, only able to get anywhere through eventual reversals or something but the german was bigger... MUCH bigger... nearly half a foot in fact and her superior size made the difference! Lucky gasped out in surprise as she found herself being pushed back towards the turnbuckle, attempting to double-down and push even HARDER than ever before!... But it wouldn't do much good... She would still be shoved back! Sweat running down her cheek, the Japanese gave up on the idea that she was going to be able to strength her way out of this situation... She'd have to be a little crafty instead... A small smirk spreading across her lips, Lucky would lean back, her grip on Rachel's hands tightening! Wedging her foot just below her breasts and right above her stomach, Lucky would attempt to throw her larger opponent over with a aptly-timed monkey-flip!

Should her little trick work and send Rachel crashing to the ground, the yellow cheerleader would quickly scramble to her feet, running over to where her rival was and wrapping her arms around her in a basic choke-hold! She wanted to get this girl tired, out of breath as soon as she possibly could! She had to nab the advantage while she was still at 100% and keep it... The last thing she wanted was one big downward spiral to loser-ville!

"Rrgg..." She grumbled, tightening her grip around the German's neck in an attempt to cut off her air supply. "You're goin' down whether you like it or not!"

The struggle was going in her favor, it was a rough start but her size advantage saw to her pushing the smaller Japanese girl back. Slowly she made her way to the turnbuckle, ready to deliever any punishment she could dish out but oh how fast she’d learn how wrong they could be.

Lucky was smart, somethingRavhel appreciated in either man or woman but this wasn’t the time to marvel at their intelligence. Just as she was about to lock in their position and have her way, the woman managed to plant her foot right under Rachel’s breasts, the next few moments sent her world in a blur. She felt the sudden drop and then the upheave to send her up and over, her back slamming against the mat.

The pain immediately spread across her spine, a sting settling in as she’d roll to her side to apply some form of aid but of course Lucky wasn’t going to give her the chance. The cheerleader was immediately upon her, their arms hooked around her throat and taking the life out of her. Her hand shot toward the hold, hoping to break herself free but she couldn’t find a chink in the submission hold, no where to grab. The model begins to panic, getting choked out wasn’t something she looked forward to.

Her gaze shifts madly looking for a way out, her cyan pools meet her legs, so tantalizingly close, She’d extend her leg as far as it could go in hopes that her toes or even her heel could catch the rope, if her attempt was successful, the ref would call for a rope break, a hole she desperately wanted.

Sakura let out a soft grunt as Rachel desperately prided at the vice around her neck, trying to find some hold to latch onto! To make it even harder to free herself, the cheer-leader wrapped her legs around the larger-woman's waist, squeezing her sides HARD as well as cutting off the supply of fresh air! She could feel her german opponent weakening in her hold, her thrashes and clawing losing strength by the second. Golly! If she was gonna win this match this quickly, her luck might've started to turn around! It seemed it wasn't to be, however as the inexperienced wrestler hadn't noticed just how close to the turnbuckle the two of them had gotten...

ROPE BREAK! The ref declared!

Lucky blinked, confused, her grip loosening as she looked down to see Rachel's boot resting atop the bottom rope.

"Oh." She mumbled, undoing her lock on the german and slipping back to her feet. "I gotta pay more attention to that stuff..." Poor Rachel... She looked so tired already... WELL she wouldn't be getting any mercy until this fight's over! Experience has taught her that more often than not, your fellow wrestler was going to use that against you! She had to remain serious... focused and driven if she was gonna win this match. She had a good start, but it could get rocky at any moment!

Sakura would bend down a bit to grab the attractive german and pull her to her feet before raising a knee to strike her in the stomach! Big people didn't tend to work well when you knocked the air out of them! Between that choke and this, Lucky intended to press the advantage! Should her knee strike hit, Lucky would slip around to the side of her, straddling one of the Rachel's legs. She then would reach over her near arm with the arm close to the opponent's back and would it. Sakura squatted a bit and twisted to the side, preforming a standing Abdominal stretch!

"Mmm..." She hummed, thinking... "How's about if I win, I take you back to MY place?" She offered, poking her opponent in the side with her free hand. "And you you win, you take me back to yours?"

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Before the rope break was called, she felt their legs snake around her waist, her body under such strain already even st the beginning, if it weren’t for the rope she probably would’ve tapped by now. Freed from the death trap, Rachel needed a minute to fully recuperate and breathe but Sakura wasn’t going to allow her that priveldge, notwhen she held the advantage.

Her competitor pulls her to her feet, she expected to be guided somewhere or set up for another move to which she would counter but no, a fierce knee to her gut was what she got and she nearly doubled over if they weren’t holding her. She coughs, her leg straddled between two thighs, her arm locked behind her, the sudden tension to her sides made her whine in displeasure.

She was hurting and bad, the chokehold had done enough damage and she hadn’t even recovered from that but her she was, locked in an abdominal stretch. She cries out with each wave of strain until she hears the woman’s proposition ”Ngh, you think...I’ll let you..ahgn, win?” she had to consider this, either way, Lucky and her would be together for the night but that wouldn’t be on her terms.

They suddenly had an idea to free themselves, she had height and with it cake it’s many advantages. Her locked arm would lean to hook the woman’s arm, she’d attempt to use her body as a fulcrum point and toss the woman over her shoulder. If she were successful she’d earn a quick breath before turning this around and having her revenge. If Sakura didn’t recover in time, Rachel's knee would plant itself against her spine, she’d then take her arms and pull her back against the point to inflict pain to their spine.

Rachel was really hurting and she wasn't shy about letting Lucky know! Her first couple attacks hit right on the money, softening up her German opponent. Her abdominal stretch got a soft wine from the attractive young lady, a smile of satisfaction creeping across the cheerleader's face! If the match kept going on like this, this poor cutie wouldn't have the strength to have fun, would she...? That would certainly be unfortunate... Sakura was already planning the evening...

"Well... maybe a little..." She giggled sweetly. "I'm excited for after the match." What would Rachel use to counter this witty retort? Would it be a joke, a funny story? Maybe a little barb of her own...? NOPE! She opted for throwing Lucky to the mat... Hard. Using her superior height to her advantage, the tall, gorgeous german tilted herself, using her arm as a fulcrum to throw the poor leader off her feet, slamming her back hard into the mat! Her eyes shot wide as she gasped loudly in pain, rolling over on her side as her hands reached back to rub her wounded spine.

"Nnnnggh...." She groaned. "Okay... fine... I deserve that..."

But that wasn't the end of it... Rachel's vengeance had only just begun! Sakura's eyes shot wide as her opponent grabbed her arms, forcing her into an upright position as she nailed her knees against her spine, forcing it to strain at an awkward angle!

"AAH!" She cried out, squirming and struggling against the hold, grunting loudly as she attempted to pry her hands free before things started to go really bad!