Tag-Team Match: Cicilia De'Reignhardt and Sayumi Arai vs The Shooting Star Sisters

Cicilia glared down at Namie as she rolled away, struggling to even get to her feet after that gigantic punch she had received.

"For Sayumi." She hissed, ready to deliver the final blow. Her strongest moves that were certain to put this girl away were too slow to be used reliably on someone so fast. Namie and her sibling had proven that time and time again throughout the course of this fight. She could definitely try it on her now that she was weakened and rattled... Somehow she didn't trust her to stay still even now. Sighing heavily, the juggernaut walked over to the struggling girl and swung her foot HARD into her side, cracking her in the ribs with the toe of her boot. In addition to solidifying her moment of weakness, Cicilia would attempt to flip Namie on her back and leave her vulnerable to pinning! The Juggernaut was no good at submissions or anything of the sort... Best she could do was slug it out and hoped the damage stuck! She had to give them some credit... they were tough for being so small.

"Alright, show's over. Give up." Cicilia said flatly. Should her kick do as intended, the boxer would simply fall on her... hard and hook her leg up, attempting to pin her down for the count!

Namie wasnt in a good place at the moment. She was trying to find her way up again but as she did that she heard Cicilia shout something that felt and sounded distant. Regardless she attempted to get up anyway fearing what would happen if Cicilia did something like mounted her, nothing would save her for one unless she could slide free. Though suddenly a kick nailed her body as she was coming up and the impact felt like it forced her up. "Uoooggh!" Namie screamed out as she fell backwards and rolled to her back looking completely spent as Cicilia looked down at her.

Her words once again were lost on her as Namie tended to her stomach, which seemed to be a recurring theme with her before Cicilia moved in for the pin, with only a few sounds to protest it before the ref started to count. Not that Namie was moving a all as the count started. "One!"

Namie only struggled a bit as Cicilia went down for the pin, hooking her leg up as the Ref came around to check it's legitimacy!

2!

The German sensed no real resistance from the smaller opponent, leaving her to believe that this struggle was finally over. Heh... Good. Finally! It was a good fight, but it had gone on too long for her tastes. Sayumi had been avenged, however, both smaller girls having received the beating necessary to repent for the one the have delivered upon her girlfriend. All that was left was for the ref to declare their victory. Who would've thought their tag-team match would've been like this...? She had thought it would be so much easier, what with there being two of them and all... Sayumi had the grace and experience and Cicilia had the muscle... It was like the two of them came together into one single-super wrestler right?

That wasn't how it worked in practice apparently. With her anger wearing off somewhat, the German started to feel just how tired she was. That adrenaline rush had really taken it out of her, not even to mention the hits she's taken starting to mount up! After this, she felt like she could sleep for a week... Just... curl up with Sayumi and fall asleep...

She glanced back at her partner, tightening her grip on Namie's leg in case she decided to break out. Maybe she'd be up for that...

3!

The German snapped back into reality as the Ref slammed her hand upon the mat for the final time, declaring that both Cicilia and Sayumi had won! She dropped Namie's leg and rose to her feet, rubbing her chest where she was struck as she went right over to her girlfriend. She had no idea how she was doing, but one thing was for certain... she looked so tired. Cicilia would take her partner and help her through the ropes if she couldn't do it herself, walking with her to the center of the ring! the Ref would lift their arms up, showing the victors to the crowd, they who would go WILD as their win was announced! Cicilia didn't care so much about that though, too concerned with the well-being of her partner.

"Hey..." She whispered, gently taking her chin between her fore-finger and thumb. "We won..." If she was up for it, the German would plant a soft, loving kiss upon her lips, a sample of what she would return to her for that smooch at the beginning of the match. She hadn't forgotten about that... And she wouldn't either. After pulling away just an inch and let go from the Ref, Cicilia would proceed to walk out with her partner, gently rubbing her back. "You were amazing..." She murmured dreamily, loving to see her girlfriend in action. After seeing her fight? It was probably the 3rd hottest thing about her...

When Sayumi had made the tag, she had retired herself to lay across the apron, panting hard as she watched Cicilia work from the sidelines. It had been pretty humbling to have her butt handed to her by the sisters. While Sayumi wasn't the best, she certainly wasn't a slouch when it came to professional wrestling, at least when it came to singles competition.

There was the problem. The Sister's were a team. A pretty good one as far as she could tell. They looked out for one another, worked together, communicated throughout the match. If it came down to stritchly things like that, she would have had to concede they were the better team tonight. Sayumi however had a German panzer in her corner. Cicilia’s raw power had more than made up for Sayumi’s rather poor showing, and for that she was thankful.

She had only rose to her feet when she had taken note of a particular large cluster of fans taking pictures of her laying on the apron as she had been. She couldn't help but notice things like this were happening more often, likely to be credited to her numerous hentai victories. She wasn't sure if that was really what she wanted her fans to like about her though. Pulling herself up, she hung on the ropes, cheering her girlfriend on from afar.

Once the boxer gained momentum, Sayumi started rhythmically clapping. Alone at first, but after awhile the audience caught on and joined in. She had managed to keep that going all the way until the final blow. “One!” She yelled out alongside the referee, throwing her fingers up. She shouted. With each count with the crowd until it was over!

Before Cicilia had a chance to come to her, she slipped into the ring, nearly tripping herself on the ropes as she was in such a hurry. She charged right for her girlfriend, jumping at her to wrap her arms around her neck and hang from her as she so often did, peppering her with kisses. “You did it!”

“Yeah, we won. But mostly you. Maybe you need to be teaching me some move huh?” She leaned in to boop their noses together. As Cicilia started to usher them out, Sayumi broke off for a moment, holding up her fingers to request her lover wait. “One sec!”

Sayumi jogged her way over to the sisters, at this point she was likely the only person in decent shape. “You girls okay?” Despite everything that happened, she would offer Namie and Touka a hand if they didn't seem to mind. If they protested, she would be respectful of their space. “Good match. You really did a number on me.” she would offer them both a big hug, or if they seemed off put by the idea, a simple handshake instead.