Caught in an Avalanche: Bubbles Burste vs Hayasui Koridae

Trapped beneath Bubbles, Hayasui was starting to reconsider the idea of waiting for an opening. Bubbles didn't really have much reason to give her one, and she seemed like she'd be plenty able to take over the match entirely from here. More so than she already had, anyway.

Before she could really do anything, though, Bubbles stood up, still with the raven-haired girl trapped in her chest. In her soft, suffocating prison Hayasui's eyes widened as she tried to wrap her arms around Bubbles, trying to stop what was next, but to no avail.

With a swift turn, the tanned titan tossed her away like a ragdoll, Hayasui popping free of her prison just in time to let out a surprised yelp right before she crashed back first into the turnbuckle with a cry. The impact lit her back on fire for all of a moment, Hayasui arching forward to try to soothe her back even as it settled down to an ache and inadvertently pushing her chest out. Oh, she was definitely going to be feeling all this latter. More important things right now, though, Hayasui bent forward with her arms draped over the top ropes, looking up at Bubbles as she tried to catch her breath.

Ah, the little girls were always fun to play with. As much as she loved tangling with women who could take her on, she couldn’t deny the allure of slamming her opponents about, wearing them down to nubs, especially when they were so small and crushable to start with.

In that regard, Hayasui was everything she could’ve hoped for in a foe. Cute, sexy, skilled, and wow, could she get some air time.

The poor thing went flying, right into the turnbuckle from the sound of it, and when Bubbles rose, she was treated with the sight of her in the corner, chest heaving, looking so very vulnerable. A tempting target. One she couldn’t pass up.

Bubbles burst to her feet and took off at full sprint, closing the distance between them with a long stride. She leaped up when she was close enough, spun about, and threw her entire weight behind her butt, looking to hammer Hayasui into the turnbuckle and knock the wind clean out of her.

This early into the match, Hayasui was able to stay upright under her own power, taking a moment to catch her breath and try to recover. Bubbles, however, seemed insistent on not letting her have time for that, the tanned titan quickly charging full tilt into the corner. Hayasui's eyes went wide as she grit her teeth and forced herself to move, pushing off of the ropes her arms were draped over to just barely get out of the corner before Bubbles' butt missile crashed into it.

Hayasui, meanwhile, had gone down to a knee, catching herself with a hand on the middle rope and taking a moment to gather herself before she turned around.

"Okay, that was a bit closer than I'd like to get right now," the raven-haired girl remarked, pulling herself up to her feet again. Despite herself, she couldn't help feeling a pang of concern. With the kind of speed her opponent had been building, that miss couldn't have felt good.

”Bubbles!” Mariah cried out as her wife hurtled forward. ”Look out for-”

It was a nice try, Bubbles would give her that, but it was ultimately wasted. By the time it was clear what Hayasui was going to do, that she still had enough energy to dodge the attack, Bubbles was already locked in her attack run. No stopping. No halting.

She crashed into the ring pad with all her force, slamming in with an impact that sent painful shivers all the way up and down her spine. Groaning, she fell and flop over to her chest, hissing at her aching bones. It wasn’t the end of the world, she could recover, but she would need a moment. Chances were, Hayasui would be trying to make sure that didn’t happen.

Hayasui winced as she felt the ring quake a little with the impact. Thinking about what kind of damage she'd just barely avoided was small comfort, the raven-haired girl shaking her head briefly before pulling herself up with a grunt of effort, gasping for breath as she quickly stepped over to Bubbles. Those throws were deadly, that much was already apparent, so weakening them was definitely her first priority.

With that in mind, Hayasui got a grip on Bubbles under her arms and dragged the tanned titan a bit further from the corner, and more importantly the ropes. From there, the raven-haired girl climbed across Bubbles' back, legs scissoring around one arm while she tried to pull the other away with her arms. If she could manage that, Hayasui would rock back and forth atop Bubbles before sharply throwing her weight back, trying to roll them back over so she could wrench the tanned titan's arms back in a crucifix armbar, shifting her grip on the arm held in her hand to being held under her arm to free up one arm to fire off sharp elbows to dog into her opponent's side.

”Huh?”

Bubbles was feeling quite a few things at the moment - lust, annoyance, embarrassment, and that was to say nothing of the mounting pain in her buttocks. But these were all things she could soldier through, nothing that she wasn’t capable of enduring. She was being put through the ring, but she’d been through the ringer before. She could survive this.

That was the thought that was going through her head, one that was abruptly interrupted when she felt herself being dragged out of the corner, womanhandled by the smaller woman. Legs slithered around her arm, gripping tight, arms wrapped around her other biceps, and by the time she figured out what the game was, it was too late. Bubbles was caught in the hold.

She groaned, a long and hard one, as her body was contorted and pull to its limit. As strong as she was, it was her arms versus an entire body. There was no way this wouldn’t hurt.

As Hayasui managed to lock the hold in, the girl only allowed herself a calming sigh, unwilling to relax for even a moment lest Bubbles rip her arms free in a heartbeat. Still, after the smothering and the near-miss with the tanned titan's rear, she was glad for a moment to stay still and try to recover.

Still, she knew she was in a dangerous position. Her advantage was in her speed. Things like holds and slams would only serve to slow the pace of the match, put Bubbles in her element, even if she was at a disadvantage at the moment. That distracting heat of the woman pressing against her hardly helped matters, stirring something in her core all over again as she gritted her teeth and tried to keep the hold on. While Bubbles' pained groans were encouraging, even that sultry sound stirred that heat in her core just a little higher, fraying at Hayasui's focus with every passing moment.

With a grunt of effort, Hayasui arched her hips up and pulled her limbs back as much as she could manage, trying to take as much strength out of the tanned titan's arms as she could. She knew she couldn't stay down here forever, and she might not even be able to stay down here for long. It was obvious that Bubbles wouldn't fold just like that, and she might even win the war of attrition with how much effort she'd need to put in to keep the hold cranked on this hard.

Gasping breathily beneath Bubbles, Hayasui resolved herself to keep the hold on for a while longer, but she'd eventually have to let go, sooner if she felt Bubbles starting to break free, and she'd try to pull away from the tanned titan, though she wasn't sure if she'd be able to put enough distance between the two before Bubbles recovered. Errant thoughts about what the tanned titan might do if she got a hold of her again certainly weren't helping.

If nothing else, Bubbles had to admire Hayasui’s tenacity. So many of her opponents were really defeated the moment she stepped in the ring, particularly when they were on the lesser side of the weight equation. They’d see her come into the ring with a hungry look on her face, truly gauge just how much they were outclassed in terms of size, and then it was all over. The fear would take hold, and after that, it was only a matter of picking up going through the motions. They defeated themselves.

Not Hayasui. She stayed strong, she stayed smart. It wouldn’t save her in the end, but Bubbles had to admire the grit.

Hissing through her teeth, Bubbles hunkered down and tried to deal with the pain, her body tensing up as she resisted. It wasn’t a good position, but there had to be a way out of it, right? When in doubt, there was always her go-to: Brute Strength.

Bubbles balled her fists and jerked forward, once, then once again, putting as much power as she could into her core. She’d be needing it for what she had in mind. Hayasui didn’t weigh all that much, but this was an awkward way to lift something.

And still, Bubbles attempted it. Pushing up, she tried to rise up further and further, planting one foot on the floor then the other, trying to stand and lift Hayasui with her. She wasn’t sure what she’d do once she was all the way up, but she figured it was better to focus on one feat at a time.

Hayasui was amazed by Bubbles' sheer toughness, if nothing else. She'd certainly expected the kind of strength she'd displayed, but here the raven-haired girl was, with her entire body against the tanned titan's arms. She'd expected to have trouble keeping her down, but she hadn't expected what was next. She was barely getting a peep out of Bubbles as she worked the woman's arms over, some groans and she was working to find a way out.

All things considered, Hayasui entirely expected Bubbles to try what she did, but it was impressive nonetheless. That it was successful was even more so, Hayasui yelping a little as Bubbles went through the awkward, ungainly lift. Like some bizarre, insanely hot Hercules lifting the skies, Bubbles went up with the martial artist cranking hard on her hold to stop it, but to no avail.

Hayasui, deciding she didn't feel like getting pancaked again, released Bubbles from the hold the moment the tanned titan stood up, managing to land on her feet and quickly step away from the woman. She kept her hands up, balanced in her stance as she stood near the ropes farthest from Bubbles. Her hair was matted with sweat, her skin shone with a light sheen of perspiration, and her breathing was heavy, but Hayasui's eyes were still focused, determination mixing in with the embarrassment and arousal of the fight as she faced the woman down, trying to catch her breath after the effort of keeping that hold locked in that hard.

Mariah was starting to get a wee bit worried at ringside, not sure how much she liked the way things were currently going.

She didn’t fear that her wife was going to lose, never that. Bubbles was strong, dominant, a force of lustful nature, and she’d gotten out of worse jams than this - but always against bigger opponents. Hayasui was small, lithe, quick, and proving to be more of a challenge than anyone in her weight class had ever been to Bubbles.

Worrying. Just a little. But…

Bubbles could do this.

The Virgin Killer stood, defying the tight hold, and she was more than ready to fall back and smash her opponent against the floor. A fun thought, but it wasn’t happening, as Hayasui had the forethought to get out of dodge. A good idea, really, but it didn’t mean she was out of the woods. Bubbles proved that fact well enough when she spun about and lunged forward with her sore arm swinging, looking to clobber Hayasui with a lariat and send her flying over the ropes.