Heather Sunderland vs Yasha Love

Standard Match
Victory by Pinfall, Submission, or KO

It's been not that far removed from when Heather Sunderland defeated Kelly Conway and gained the opportunity to face the AFW Friction Champion for her title whenever she wanted to. Heather has been keeping quite good care of the briefcase that held the very contract that read out her guarantee at said match. However, she was set and ready to compete out there whenever asked, wanting to just keep proving to everyone that she did indeed deserve to crown herself as Number One Contender whenever she did so please to.

In accordance to that, Heather was notified of her next match against an opponent that she was sure to do a bit of research upon before the match. She both watched and heard about the girl's mannerisms in matches, and she felt slightly uneasy about it. She knew that it was going to cause her trouble, but she figured all she had to do was keep moving and take the girl down quickly, not allowing her unique personality to show through.

Grinning in front of the mirror, Heather would nod her head, throwing her dark purple dress over her black bikini top and black baggy pants, leaving it opened like a robe. She would glance over at her briefcase, nod her head, and grab it, walking out of the room with an almost cocky like grin on her face. She knew her match was next up, and she would make her way through the hallways, heading towards the curtain area where one of the crew members would give her her cue, letting her know that she was about to be able to head out to the ring.

Seconds later, [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn-hZhuV9Sc:1eucj1a5]"Outcry" by Dream Theater[/url:1eucj1a5] would begin to play over the speakers as the lights would turn to a blue tint. As the song really started to kick in, green laser lights would shoot out from the entrance area and Heather would step out. Standing on the stage area, she would keep her cocky grin, looking out to the crowd as she received her usual mixed reaction. Nodding her head as if please by it, she would make her way down the ramp, walking to the other side of the ring and handing her briefcase over to one of the ringside crew, kissing it beforehand as she would turn around and slide into the ring under the bottom rope. Standing in the center of the ring, she would stretch out her legs a bit, awaiting the arrival of her opponent for the night.

Yasha Love carefully adjusted her hat and gave the mirror she was standing in a big smooch before she strode confidently towards the arena entrance. She was clad in her skin tight pink outfit that left no curve tot he imagination and a big helping of her bountiful cleavage on display for all to see. The Demon of Love was hungry for a feast and she aimed to devour the opponent she was about to face. Of course as Hilde, she knew who Heather was. It was her job to be informed of the AFW's Friction roster and even make matches in her sister's stead. In fact there were probably only 2-3 people in the whole company who were more intimately familiar with the roster than she was.

But despite being Yasha Love's alter ego, she didn't often personally schedule matches and took them on as randomly as they came. Maybe Lukretia made this match. She didn't know and didn't' care. When she went out, she was Yasha Love and that was all that mattered.

The lights dimmed inside of the arena and the crowd hushed. They anticipated the next opponent and wondered why Heather didn't get the second billing, usually reserved for the bigger star.

But when, "I would die for peanut butter.' was softly spoken over the sound system, the crowd erupted. Yasha wasn't someone who was in contention for a title but she had failed to disappoint as of yet and her matches were always a treat.

The soft electronic drums of [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wfDN1Prpj64:1j71caiq]Start the Riot by Atari Teenage Riot[/url:1j71caiq] began to rattle and when they stopped and the loud "GO!" blasted through the arena, Pink fireworks exploded and out from the back, Yasha love exploded as well.

She had a microphone in her hand as she raced down the ramp veering from one side to another to slap hands, playfully tug at her exposed chest and blow kisses, all while dashing at full speed.

She arced towards the chrome staircase and ran up it and sprung off the bottom rope until she hopped up onto the top turnbuckle and outstretched her hands.

"MY LOVELIES!" She cried out to a raucous applause. She then pointed at Heather. "The River of Love has found someone new to wash away in the unyielding current of passion!"

She then did a flip off the turnbuckle and landed perfectly before bringing the microphone up to her mouth and raised her fist into the air. "LOVE SHINES!"

"FOREVER HEART!"

The crowd roared back and Yasha tossed the microphone before swinging her hips towards Heather. She looked the girl up and down and placed one hand on her own breasts and cupped it, the other trailing a finger down her cleavage. "Love shall find its way and the River of Love shall flow..."

She then released her breast and it wobbled back into place. She brought her finger up and blew a kiss at Heather before grabbing it out in the air. She turned around and sensually walked back to her corner before holding up her fist. "This Love will find you unerringly!" She said with her back still turned as she waited for the bell to ring.

Hearing the odd theme of Yasha Love begin to play, Heather would straighten herself out, taking a step back to lean on the ropes as she awaited the girl's walk to the ring. She would watch as Yasha appeared and made her way down the ramp, acting in her playful way. Heather's expression would turn from her grin to a more serious tone as she kept a close eye on the girl. She tried to bold herself over, trying not to let the girl's appearance and actions already get to her this early.

She would watch as the girl ran up the staircase, hopping up onto the top turbuckle and getting the reaction that she did from the crowd. As she pointed at Heather, saying her little declaration, Heather would click her tongue, shaking her head as she would take a step away from the ropes. She's seen and heard how the girl acts, but it was hard not to be taken back by her attitude still, even after already knowing about it.

As Yasha did her little chant to the crowd, getting quite the reaction, Heather would grit her teeth slightly, watching as Yasha swung her hips towards her, eyeing her up and down before cupping her own breasts, tracing her cleavage. "Kh..." Heather would simply let out as a slight tint of red came over her cheeks at the display the girl was putting on. As she blew her a kiss before catching it in the air, Heather would clench her fists tightly, trying not to feel at all embarrassed by her actions as the girl sensually walked back to her corner.

"Tch..I swear...I'm gonna kick her ass..." Heather would say to herself, fighting the blush that was pushing it's way to developing on her face before she would hear the bell ring. If she was going to prove herself a worthy number one contender, she couldn't let things like this get to her like they already were.

Seconds later, the bell would ring, and like it was some sort of trigger, Heather would immediately take off, charging towards Yasha. She would attempt to come at her as quickly as she could, trying to leap up in the air and hit her with an enziguri, hoping to take her off guard.

Yasha Love did not turn around as the bell clanged. Her head tilted ever so casually tot he side so she could catch Heather in her peripheral. In fact, she flexed her tight ass cheeks so that they wobbled gently, almost tauntingly in her latex suit.

She felt the pounding of Heather's steps reverberate as she charged and her smile formed into a thin, sly grin. At the right moment, she let her weight drop and did the splits perfectly, hoping Heather's first salvo, her initial kick would go sailing over the crafty Demon and send Heather embarrassingly into the turnbuckle.

As Yasha flexed her ass, causing her cheeks to wobble in her latex suit, Heather would just get more aggravated at her actions before she would hear the bell ring. Charging at the girl, she would have the thought in her head that with her back turned, it would be simple to connect with her first attack. However, she would find herself to be mistaken in that thought.

As she leaped towards the girl, trying to begin her enziguri, she would instead see the girl let her weight drop, splitting and successfully avoiding Heather's kick. Heather's eyes would widen as she would let out a yell, trying to readjust herself but instead her side would just slam into the turnbuckle. Letting out a grunt, she would turn to have her back to the turnbuckle, tending a bit to her side as she did. She would try to push herself forward and step away from the turnbuckle to regain herself, but with the collision, there was precious seconds where she was vulnerable.

As heather hit the turnbuckle with an unceremonious thud, Yasha rolled onto her back and and brought her knees up to her chest. She'd then shoot them forward to try and drive them into Heather's stomach and knock the wind out of her. If she connected, the demon would spread her legs, almost invitingly, beckoning Heather to fall forward whether it be into her awaiting crotch or perhaps her bountiful peaks. Either way, Yasha love was prepared tor a Beautiful embrace!

As Heather went to regain herself from crashing into the turnbuckle, she would be taken back by Yasha's movements, sending her knees into Heather's stomach. "Guagh!!" Heather would let out as her air was forced out of her instantly, causing her to let out a violent cough from the impact of the girl's knees.

The force of the blow would cause her to fall forward, just as Yasha seemed to have intended as she spread her legs, falling in between them and into the girl's awaiting crotch, not noticing the quite compromising position that she was in as she was still tending to her stomach from the knees.

Yasha love's thighs closed around Heather's head as the black haired girl fell forward. Yasha could feel the hot breath of Heather as she was pressed quite tightly against the thin latex fabric. Normally Hilde would blush at this, But to Yasha Love, the Demon of Love. it was fuel! She let out a robust chuckle.

"Already you've plunged into the River of Love!? This will be a wonderful evening in deed!" She declared as she tried to rock her hips so she could flip Heather onto her back and really put the squeeze on her.

As Yasha's thighs closed around her head, Heather's eyes would shoot open from the position at the sudden pressure on her head, as well as her face pressed against the girl's crotch. "Gh-Mmph!" Heather would let out as she would quickly bring her hands up, trying to grasp at Yasha's thighs, wanting to pry her head out of the trap.

However, she would soon find the girl rocking her hips, using the momentum to turn Heather onto her back, keeping her thighs around her head. With the new position, Heather would find herself even more in the predicament that the girl was putting her in, tugging harder at the girl's thighs as her face would begin to redden at the move and the girl's words.

When Yasha love was a able to get heather on her back, She brought up her hands and ran a trail down her bosom., showing off for the crowd. She then arched her back and rolled her shoulders back. Pushing her crotch, which had the aroma of sweet strawberries, deeper into Heather's face. But that was not her intention as much as it was to slide her arms backwards and place her palms flatly against Heather's breasts, cupping them and completing her pose.

"DEMONIC STATUE!"

She declared and winked at the crowd. She brought her hand up and stroked Heather's hair before suddenly hopping up and forward and spinning around on her heels.

She pointed at Heather. "Now, you are forever captured in Love's Embrace! Declare surrender to my Rapture!" She demanded before striking a steamy pose.