Angel Versus Tasha

Tasha's kick would force Angel to release her, the impact of her feet shoving the Latina to forwards onto the ropes, turning back quickly with and glaring at Tasha. "Won't be the last time either, chica."

Tasha smirked a little, and started to get back to her feet. "Hmmm... I hope not. This is really getting fun.." She purred, and started to bounce a little, loosening herself up to try and react more quickly to Angel's actions.

Angel allowed herself a small smile as she watched Tasha 'bouncing', slowly letting her tongue lick her lips, almost hungrily. "Mm...like I said, the fun hasn't started yet.."

And with that, she would lunge in at Tasha again, throwing a few more quick punches her way. This time though, she would try and dance around her to keep her off-guard, doing a fair bit of bouncing herself as she threw punch after punch at Tasha.

Tasha raised an eyebrow as Angel licked her lips at her, and slowly started to smile. It wasn't the friendly, polite smile, however. It was more competitive, and intrigued. "Ooh... " She cooed, then braced herself as Angel moved in towards her, and took the first couple of punches to her face, before she tried to block her blows, and when she realized Angel was circling her, she tried to stop Angel dead with a spinning backfist!

Angel was feeling quite safe as she danced around Tasha, not expecting her to counter with the backfist, and got nailed square in the center of her face, the move hitting her hard enough to cause her to start stumbling backwards towards a corner.

Tasha grinned as she knocked Angel into a very favorable position, and she decided to heat Angel up a bit more as it was obvious Angel was interested in her. She ran towards her, and grabbed the top ropes to slam busts with her. She hissed as it probably hurt her more, but she stayed up close and personal to Angel, her nose millimeters from Angel's.

"Hmmm.... you want me, don't you?" She purred, and leaned in to lick at her cheek slowly. "Mmm... come and get me then." She challenged her.

Angel cried out as she was slammed into the corner, Tasha's slightly larger chest smashing into hers, causing her a fair bit of pain. However, a shiver of antipaction would run through her as she felt Tasha's tongue slipping across her cheek, causing her to squirm, starting to get quite turned on by her opponent.

"Mm...come and get you? You sure you want me to do that, pet..?" Angel would tease back at her. Yet, she was still trapped in the corner with Tasha's body pressing against, at the moment still perhaps at the woman's mercy.

Tasha raised an eyebrow as Angel actually had the courage to call her her pet. It got a small chuckle out of her, and she patted her between the legs a couple of times, just to heat her up a little more.

"Pet, huh? Hmm.... Well... we'll see. Beat me here and I might just play along with your little fantasy." She smiled before strutting slowly away from her, giving her hips a sexy sway before turning around to face her. She was hoping maybe perhaps now that she had gotten her aroused she would have trouble focusing on the match itself, which Tasha would try to take full advantage of. "Hell.. I might even let you wear a pair of my leathers..."

Angel squirms again, and as Tasha patted her between the legs, the so called Submission Queen would feel just a faint hint of wetness. As Tasha stepped away from her, Angel's gaze would drop to her swinging hips, then back up past her chest to her face as she turned back around. "Well...you definately won't be wearing them once I'm done.." the latina said, stepping away from the corner towards her, her thoughts indeed drifting off from the match, the girl licking her lips in a hungry fashion again.

Tasha grinned at her. "Oooh... we'll see about that, sexy.' She purred before motioning Angel towards her with a wink, and licked her lips slowly at her. "Come and get it."