Sky Captain Rosemary Maynard vs Yayuuki "Lucky" Sakura

The two woman had been evenly matched with strength, she knew as much from their earlier grappling. What it came down to was finesse. As Sakura tried to bring their arms down, Rose fought it, leaning in to press her leverage so close they were almost able to touch their noses. A bit of sweat was beginning to bead on her brow as she struggled to keep up the pressure.

Wish her own push having met a brick wall, remaining deadlocked didn't server her well. As the two women fought to gain control all she could do was minimize the amount of control Sakura had over their arms. She started to lose ground, the toll of the earlier submission moves catching up to her, weakening her ability to fight back Sakura’s march forward.

Rosemary let out a small whine as she tried her hardest to fight it, leaning in even closer, trying to switch up her footing, anything. But once Sakura had started pushing them, the cheerleader might as well have been a slow and steady bulldozer. The Sky Captain didn't seem able to stop her. Her boots dragged on that mat as she was brought all the way to the corner where she had managed to deadlock them again by bracing a boot up against the turnbuckle.

It was a slow, grueling test of might, the two of them pushing harder and harder and harder against one another BUT little by little, inch by inch, Sakura was slowly gaining ground on her rival! She could hear the scratching of the captain's boots against the mat as she was pushed back, step after step shoving Rosemary back against the turnbuckle. It was only once her back foot was braced against it did the advance stop... though only temporarily! Lucky would start to push more with her arms than with her lower body and back, attempting to pin the captain's arms against either side of the turnbuckle where the ropes started by her head, their noses practically touching by how close they were now.

Lucky loved the closeness, the sensation of Rose's amplified bodyheat, the sensation of her breath, how their eyes locked competitively with one another... positions like these were what hentai's were made of! It was also moments like these that made Sakura regret she hadn't taken part in such a match... Mutual agreements for such matches made kissing and such free game and in a regular match like this, those rules didn't apply. One could get really offended or freaked out by Sakura kissing them all willy-nilly whenever an opportunity presented itself and so... she had to resist the URGE to exploit this moment to it's fullest!

It was hard... it was painful... truly a test of her mental and moral fortitude but somehow Lucky managed to maintain focus on the match at hand! If she had pinned Captain Rosemary to the turnbuckle as she intended, the japanese beauty would smile sadly before shooting her back foot up to slam her knee into her opponent's gut! MORE punishment for the torso! She had to keep her weak and under control lest Rosemary gain access to her aerial attacks again!

Every inch she was pushed back only made the stare into Sakura’s eyes with defiance. She knew she was fighting a losing battle in this test of strength, but she didn't once resort to attempting to strike the woman opposite her in a dishonorable way, even if it found her lodged into the corner. Her arms strained as she was pushed back up against the corner, unable to hold Sakura at bay any longer without leverage.

Her back arched up against the turnbuckles, puffing out her chest, exposing her midsection. With her hands locked with Sakura’s, she could do nothing to stop the girl's knee from burying into her stomach, making her lurch forward to lean herself up against her captor as she gasped for air. Rose’s body pressed up against the cheerleader, resting her chin on the girl's shoulder. She pulled at her arms, trying to weakly wiggle her hands free so she could attempt to fight back.

Sakura had managed to pin Rosemary against the turnbuckle, staring somewhat... alluringly into the woman's eyes. Even if she resisted the MIGHTY temptation to bestow upon her captain the gift of her kisses, she couldn't help but fantasize as her oh-so perverted mind thought things over! What made Rose attractive to Lucky was not only that she was a pretty woman (though that was obviously the case) but that she was also a STRONG woman! Not just in physical strength, but in personality too! She was a nice ol' toughie and even as she took that knee to the stomach, she still pushed and struggled against Sakura's grip! It was a futile struggle that would get her nearly nowhere but still, the the effort was an admirable one! It made the wrestler smile, knowing how determined her rival was to win, even now.

She eventually pulled her hands back from Rosemary's instead using them to wrap gently around her lower back almost as if she were hugging her. Lucky would sigh softly one hand drifting up to her opponent's back as she retreated back a step, taking Rosemary with her as she guided them both away from the turnbuckle. All the while as they moved back towards the center of the arena, she appeared to almost cradle the wounded airship captain gently in her arms, showing the affection she wouldn't display with her lips! Yeah, yeah... it was a match... whatever. She would be getting back to that soon... Just... let her have this moment...

The moment they reached the center of the arena, though, the moment would pass and Sakura's grip on Rosemary would tighten as she jerked back in a motion to deliver a Belly-to-belly suplex!

Rosemary panted softly as she was held into the corner. Her strength sapped by a knee effortlessly driven into her stomach. Her chin slowly slipped from Sakura’s shoulder, letting her forehead rest against the girl. Her attempts to pull free had gotten her nowhere. Even if they had been evening matched before, right now the peppy girl holding her down might as well have been a giant compared to her. She waited for another knee… a strike… a throw… it never came.

Rosemary groaned softly as Sakura wrapped her arms around her, squirming a bit as she was pressed up against the girl. As she was pulled from them corner, her boots slowly dragged, walking with her captor as she was lead along. A shiver ran up her spine as one of Sakura’s palmed traced the curve of her her back. Then they stopped.

Rosemary winced as the gentle embrace tightened around her. The almost pleasant trip of being dragged across the canvas coming to an end. Sakura ripped the Sky Captain from the ground, twisting with the woman in the air before slamming her down. She let out a cry as she hit the mat, the weight of the cheerleader pressing her down onto the canvas. She wheezed beneath her opponent as she was once again laid out.

Lucky almost felt bad by how many times she was laying this girl out. She didn't even really have a chance to fight back, not with the unrelenting attacks she had inflicted upon her! The poor air-captain had her wings cut this day, never to return to the skies for as long as this match continued... which was hopefully not much longer. Sakura herself was starting to get fatigued again and she never was the strongest of girls in this profession. Throwing other girls around, even in just a suplex was quite difficult for her... If her rival had any strength left, now would've been the perfect time to counter, the cheerleader falling to her knees, sucking in air like it was going out of style!

...But Rosemary didn't get up... She lay in the center of the ring, flopped out once more... Taking this opportunity, Lucky crawled on over to her, laying across her once more, hoping that this last attack would've gotten her point across.

1!

Rosemary had become quite familiar with the canvas tonight. Sakura continued to floor her every time the two clashed without fail. It was her need to accept the challenges laid that ultimately found her on the losing end of the battle. It locked her into fighting the type of match the cheerleader liked and limited her potential. She supposed in that was her opponent was playing her for the fool… though she wasn't sure how much of that was intentional planning versus the girl just having fun wrestling her. It must have been nice to be this fresh of a face to wrestling to be manhandling a seasoned pro…

She groaned slowly as Sakura crawled on top of her, laying her weight down over her. A simple pin, leaving her arms and legs free. Rosemary reached up, weakly draping an arm across the cheerleader’s shoulder. The first count was made. Her other arm wiggled free from beneath Sakura, wrapping around the girl’s legs, pulling them together. The second count was made.

Before the third, Rosemary bucked, bridging her back, pushing up off the mat to take some of the girls weight off of her by shifting her opponent higher up on her body. She lowered herself back down a bit before kicking off the mat again, throwing her legs up to roll the two women over so she was now the one on top. Her arms tightened around Sakura’s legs and head, trying to pull the girl into an extremely tight package pin as a last ditch effort to swing things back in her favor.

And as the new-face she was, Lucky was ALL too unfamiliar with with counter-pins. Luck went both ways and played for everybody and in this case? Not enough of it was on her side. Her bad luck came in the form of ignorance, not noticing the little movements her rival did to set everything in place. Just as the ref was about to conclude her 3-count, Rosemary quickly turned the tides on the cheerleader, her emerald eyes widening substantially as she was suddenly rolled up on her back, her legs arching over her head as the captain used her shoulder to pin them there in a sort of roll-up pin!

1!

2!

She struggled and gasped, trying to break free before the counter could keep her down!... But she simply didn't have enough time! Rose had put all her hopes of winning this match into this last pin and even after the beating she took, she still had enough strength to pin Sakura solidly! She'd need another full second to break out of this... and it just wasn't one she had...

3!

Sakura blinked as the Ref effectively declared the seasoned captain the winner, the cheer-leader flopping out on her back in amazement should Rose let her go. Wow... Just like that and in one calculated maneuver, Lucky's luck had ran out. It's true, the saying that skill always beats luck as demonstrated here... Sitting up slowly, the silver-haired beauty would sigh heavily, running a hand through her hair, disappointed that her streak had to come to an end THIS way... Just when she was starting to really press an advantage too... Feh.

Whatever... Rosemary earned the win! Sakura hopped up to her feet quickly, smiling ever so brightly at her captainy captain as she held out a hand to her!

"Hey! You won!" Lucky cheered, stating the obvious. "Good match! Really turned it around in the end, huh?"

Rosemary had been running on fumes for the later end of their match. Every time she got a bit of wind back in her sails, Sakura was quick to pull things back in her favor. The cheerleader was tenacious, talented, and beautiful. Three things that would serve her extremely well in this business. While the Sky Captain was hardly a benchmark for the toughest of opponents, she was certainly one of the more difficult women to out down for good. Her spirit was far more powerful than her body, something she had proved every time she challenged for the belt back in Cutlass Wrestling.

Sooner or later though, she wasn't going to be able to hold back Sakura from pinning her, or worse, being choked out. Some of the cheerleader's luck seemed to have been rubbing off on her in their encounters this far, soaring her from the things that could finish her completely. Now was her golden opportunity. Her last ditch hope. Something to detail Sakura’s freight train momentum that continued to run her down. A simple but effective small package pin. She had rolled through, holding onto Sakura as if her life depended on it with all the strength she could muster. She had leverage working for her, but how much gas did the cheerleader have left in the tank.

The counts fell one after the other… it was over. She had somehow managed to squeak out a sudden surprise victory. She dropped Sakura’s legs to the mat, rolling onto her back to simply lay. Exhausted as she breathed out heavy pants. She couldn't believe it… shlo she gave her thigh a pinch to make sure Sakura had not actually choked her out at some point and she was dead or dreaming. “Ow…” she murmured softly.

Sakura was already up, with energy to spare as Rose remained on the ground utterly spent. This girl had amazing potential, she just needed to focus in the right places. She eyed the offered hand, reaching out to take it lightly. The cheerleader had to do most of the lifting to help her up, Rose seemed a bit wobbly still. “So I did… my thanks. You are quite an impressive woman.”

"Aww! You're so niiice!" Lucky giggled, helping her opponent up to her feet with a hearty tug. Coincidentally, this would also pull the airship captain into her arms! They wrapped somewhat tightly around her back, holding her against the cheerleader as she smiled brightly, retracting but one hand to gently take Rose's cheek in her hand to help guide her somewhere nice! Lucky leaned in reasonably fast, taking Rosemary's lips in hers. It wasn't like she was forcing herself on the poor, tired captain or anything! How messed up would that be? No, it was just a nice, friendly kiss between wrestlers to congratulate the better one for a victory well earned!

After a second... maybe two, Sakura would pull away, winking cutely at her the brunette.

"Your prize for winning!" She snickered before letting go of her completely and taking a step back. The Ref would approach the victor at this point, coming by to raise the airship captain's hand in the air, displaying to all who'd come the winner of the night. Sakura just clapped happily, more than content with her opponent's victory. She was so cool and nice and awesome, why wouldn't she be happy for her? There was no need to be a jerk about it, after all! Once the Ref had set her free, Lucky would walk right up to her again, nothing but smiles.

"Hey, do you mind if I walk back to the locker-room with you?" She inquired, tilting her head slightly. "I wanna ask ya something!"