Friction World Title Match: Odessa Brock vs. Cecilia Northman (c) V

Cecilia, of course, was too chicken to keep the test of strength going and see how it ultimately played out, and she tried to sweep Odessa's leg and take her down on her back. And, well, she would be able to destabilize Odessa, but the ebony beauty knew that something such as this was coming—this was, after all, her fifth match-opening test of strength against Cecilia, and she knew how her blonde rival operated—and she was prepared, swinging her body around, pivoting on her one still-planted foot and using Ceci's weight against her as she would swing the woman around and drive her down on her back onto the canvas with a boom!

Odessa smirked as the blonde crashed down on her back and she came down on top of her, straddling that pale belly. She could not afford to waffle around about what she would do as long as she was on top of Cecilia. Immediately, she scooted forward, trying to get her knees on top of Cecilia's arms while the woman was stunned and pin her down on the canvas. And then, cracking her knuckles just once, Odessa would swing her left fist down to try to smash Cecilia's tit like it was the hammer of God coming down to smite her—and then Odessa's right fist would swing around, trying to nail Ceci right in the chin and really ring her bell, unleashing a barrage of punches aimed at both the woman's face and precious tits! "Let's start stacking up bruises on that pearly skin, Ceci!"

Cecilia's eyes widened as Odessa moved up and straddled her firm abs, pushing that curvaceous rear down upon those rock hard abs of hers. The Swede would look up at the Briton with a bit of a surprised expression as Odessa decided to try and pin her arms down, only for the Swede to move her arms upwards and escape that pinning by Odessa's knees. 

Yet, that didn't stop Odessa from drilling her fist into the Swede's large tit, caving it in if only for a moment as it was pounded by her rival's powerful first. Which only left Cecilia coughing out a bit for air as she coughed out, only for Odessa to nail her in her face. Snapping her head to the side, Cecilia grunted out before she would reach up and grabbed a firm handful of Odessa's white long hair, yanking her head down towards the blond a little, before she would try and drive her right fist up into Odessa's head, trying to nail her square on her nose before trying to use her hold on Odessa's hair to roll them over and get on top to straddle Odessa.

Cecilia's arms slipped out from underneath Odessa's knees before the British warrior could lock in her pin, which was unfortunate. Still, she whipped her fists down fast and hard, aiming to punish her blonde rival for escaping from the pin attempt by first caving in her big tit underneath her shirt—and then snapping her head hard up and to the side, hopefully leaving a nice, purplish bruise at both impact sites. Odessa would bring her arms back around, cocking them back and then swinging again at Cecilia's tits...but the blonde, as per usual, grabbed onto Odessa's hair and yanked her down, right into a hard right straight to the nose which stunned Odessa enough that she could be rolled over! "Uunngh!"

Now, the two had reversed their positions, with Odessa grunting as she felt the Swede's round rear rubbing and pressing against her iron-hard abs as the woman straddled her body. Odessa knew that Cecilia was going to try something, but she would not relent just because she was on the bottom. If Ceci wanted the advantage, she was going to have to fight for it! Odessa reached up to grab onto Cecilia's golden locks, both of them now hanging onto the other's mane, as always seemed to happen between the two great rivals with long, luscious hair. And then Odessa would fire a hard jab up into Ceci's chest, aiming to flatten her other tit, practically daring the woman straddling her to try to top it!

Cecilia drove her fist into Odessa's pretty face and then used her hold on those white locks to roll the two of them over and get the top position on top of Odessa Brock, she would smirk down at Odessa as she felt her rival go for her hair and then throw a punch up against her tit, causing the Swede to gasp out and release a cough.

She had no intention of being rolled over though, as she widened her straddle on Odessa to remain on top of her. Looking to use her hold on Odessa's hair to yank her rival's head up off of the mat a little and then deliver a harsh punch straight down onto Odessa's pretty mouth and follow it up by a quick punch aimed right at one of Odessa's soft punchable tits. Looking to flatten that round orb and continue to lay into Odessa Brock, this match of theirs basically starting off as a brawl from the get go.

Even while on the bottom, Odessa was going to keep blasting the Swedish woman with punch after brutal punch, letting Cecilia get just a little taste of all the pain which was coming her way over the next hour or two. Odessa's first area of focus were those big Scandinavian tits, now landing a shot to each of them, practically popping them with her knuckles, deflating them under Ceci's shirt.

Cecilia was punching her back, of course, and Odessa groaned and coughed as those fists found first her mouth, slamming her head back down hard into the canvas, and then her own tit, feeling it momentarily flattening under the blonde's knuckles, the air being forced out of her, but only for a second. Odessa coughed and some spittle flew, but she refused to stay on the bottom. Ceci tried to straddle her wider to remain on top, but what allowed her extra balance also allowed Odessa extra freedom. Moving a leg quickly, she would try to sneak her right leg up and bend it back against her body, before, all at once, she would deliver a brutal right hook right into the Swede's cheek while also shoving up on her gut with the knee of her leg, using both limbs to flip Ceci over and roll back on top, where she would start off with a hard, straight punch right into Ceci's nose!

Cecilia hammered her fist right down on Odessa's pretty mouth, looking to smack the taste out of her rival, or rather just make it so all she could taste was copper. She kept hammering and tried to keep her top position firmly on Odessa Brock, but there was a reason why Odessa was her rival and this was it. As the ebony skinned beauty found a way to turn things around.

The Swede found Odessa's leg snapping around her and then with that and the aid of her arms the ebony skinned Titaness rolled the pale skinned goddess over onto her back. The flurry of blows from both women were causing the crowd to shout and cheer wildly for the action.

As Odessa's fist smacked onto Cecilia's nose the blond's head shot back down onto the mat, she growled and winced as she tightened her hold on Odessa's hair, yanking it down closer so she could aim up a fist of her own, yet this one was meant neither for Odessa's tit or face, but straight for her rival's neck. Trying to hit her square on the throat and ruin her breathing and momentum for the time being.

Odessa and Cecilia thought similarly and fought similarly. Cecilia might have made it difficult for Odessa to use the exact same maneuver she had used to escape from this mount, but Odessa's method was definitely a cousin to the simple punch-and-flip which had freed the Scandinavian blonde. Odessa added a little extra leg to it, burying her knee up in Cecilia's lower abdomen and using it as a pivot point, to toss the blonde over onto her back and regain the top position, where she belonged! The crowd roared, fans of both fighters and fans of violence in general getting more and more enthusiastic as the long-time rivals bore into each other!

Odessa drove her fist down into Cecilia's nose, hoping to see a nice shower of red droplets from it, but as satisfying as the impact was, thunking the blonde's thick skull against the canvas, her nose wasn't broken just yet. The blow made Ceci mad, of course—they always got mad when they fought each other—but in this case it made her go for something rather brash and reckless, as she swung her fist up as Odessa's fists were occupied, going, Odessa realized with a split-second to spare, for a rather dangerous throat punch, which could easily run the risk of serious injury or even mortal danger!

Luckily for them both, while Odessa couldn't block with her arms, she could change the target. She brought her chin down in that last instant before the punch hit, and she took the fist square to her jaw, her whole skull getting rattled as she might have even felt a little crack in her jaw! "Uuungh!" she groaned, as she was knocked backwards, falling off of Cecilia—but their dual hair holds meant that she still fell right alongside her, blonde hair and white hair both nearly getting yanked out of scalps as the distance between them grew. "Why don't you think for a second before you act, tosser?" she growled at Ceci, angry over having to sacrifice her advantage just because Ceci was stupid enough to use a punch which could kill her. And her jaw was throbbing along with her heartbeat now, too, and starting to feel more than a little numb.

Twisting her hand in that golden hair, Odessa would yank her foe hard towards her as she got up onto her knees, trying to pull the blonde right into a brutal uppercut that Odessa hoped would make her see stars!

Cecilia threw a rather nasty punch aimed up towards Odessa's throat, she knew more than enough of painful and dangerous it could, be. Yet, so could any punch towards onces face. It was Odessa who had wanted a match where anything was allowed and where they could go at each other with full force, yet now that she was getting a taste of it, it seemed as if the ebony skinned beauty was starting to get wimpy about it.

She had been forced to abandon her current advantage, to not allowed Cecilia to get a full advantage over the beautiful Odessa. If she had hit her in the neck as intended, then Odessa would probably have been quite out of it.

Odessa fell off of the blond beauty and pulled on her hair, the two of them still locked in the hair pull as they yanked on each other. She felt Odessa pull at her as they were getting up on their knees, and felt Odessa try and pull her in. Seeing that uppercut of Odessa, Cecilia pulled her head to the side to avoid the strike of Odessa, letting it whiff past her ear. Yanking hard on Odessa's hair she'd try and pull her rival in close and go for a strong uppercut into Odessa's solar plexus! Trying to leave her ebony skinned rival dazed and breathless for a follow up.

Odessa couldn't really fault her friend for getting stupid in the middle of a fight. It happened to the best of them, and Ceci wasn't exactly a rocket scientist to begin with. All the concussions Odessa had given her over the years certainly couldn't help the situation, either. Ceci clearly didn't understand the full ramifications of what she was trying to do as she flailed obliviously at Odessa, but luckily for her the Briton was able to deflect the shot towards her neck and avoid any sort of grisly situation. And Ceci probably wouldn't even have any idea how stupid an attack like that had been, even in a match like this. Oh, well, c'est la vie.

Odessa, luckily, was not "quite out of it" in the comatose way she may have been had that punch landed, but she was still seeing stars after that blow, only her natural combat reflex allowing her grip on those blonde locks to remain strong as she yanked Ceci along with her as she fell back, her own white hair getting tugged in return as they readjusted, getting up onto their knees, jockeying for position. Odessa swung an uppercut at Cecilia's chin, but the blonde managed to slide to the side and Odessa felt nothing but air whoosh across her knuckles. Knowing she was open for a counter, she braced herself, her abs tightening as Ceci's fist struck them—though it still hurt as that pale fist pounded up between her ribs and nearly through her torso completely, or so it felt!

"Ggggnuh!" Odessa groaned, her face contorting in pain as she doubled over, almost feeling an urge to vomit after a punch like that. All of the air in her lungs was gone, but she was not going to let that go unanswered, as she would aim to respond in kind as she was bent down and Ceci didn't have a good angle on her torso or face, swinging her fist upward again to try to drill a punch right into the blonde's solar plexus, keeping her fist there and trying to twist it in to hurt her as much as possible!

Cecilia smirked as she had just driven her punch into Odessa's gut getting the woman to double over and coughing, she heard the long pain sounding groan as the took that powerful blow from the champion, she knew that Odessa's wasn't out-punched yet though, she would flex and brace for Odessa's incoming blow, figuring it would be towards her stomach judging by her position, she was half-way right, her solar plexus being struck as the blond winced out in pain.

With Odessa's blow being a bit weakened from the strike of the Swede which had left her feeling as if she was going to throw up, Odessa's didn't seem to have the same all mighty strength as it normally did. The blond would gasp and cough, rasping a bit as she would try and use her hold on Odessa's hair, attempting to yank that head up into the air and look as if she was going for a headbutt, yet instead her free hand would shoot up into the woman's solar plexus again! Trying to take the air and fight out of Odessa for real, looking to stun her rival.

Should she be able to stun Odessa, the Champ, biting through her own pain would try and rise up to her feet. Aiming to keep her hold on that white mane as she would try to shove it in between her legs. Letting the crowd get a view of Odessa's leotard covered bent over ass, before trying to roll Odessa Brock up onto her shoulders, holding the woman there for a moment in a sight of strength, before she'd try and slam Odessa down with a powerbomb. Trying to take the first step to true momentum in this match.