Cherise Campbell vs Dominic Tyson rematch (complete)

"uh!" Dominic let out as she let go of the clutch and his head snapped down onto the mat. He felt her get up off him and he started to lift up onto all fours before she reached down and hooked under his arms... His body dragged up against hers as she lifted him and he found himself accidentally fondling the back of her thighs and ass as he tried to find something to hold onto to steady himself.

Once up to his feet, and feeling her starting to push him back towards a corner.. Dominic will let out a groan and try to get his arm around the back of her head to pull her into a fairly weak side headlock, mainly trying to stop what ever attack plan she had next

In her contemplative thoughts, she'd not realized he had enough strength to try anything at this point. So when he put her into the headlock, she'd just stand there, looking a bit stunned. She wasn't even trying to get out of the hold. But then again, it wasn't very painful at the moment. Raising her hands, she'd grasp at his arm around her head.

It was lucky she didn't really try to get out cause Dominic probably didn't have enough strength to stop her... Now standing without her aid his legs felt wobbly and he had to stumble backwards with her until his back was up against the turnbuckle she was trying to get him in anyway. He felt her hand go to his arm, panting deeply over the top of her head he'll try to keep a hold of her for as long as possible to give himself time to breathe, but if she started trying to fight out he might have some trouble keeping her in the hold.. He groaned faintly, the feel of her soft warm body pressing up against his side was quite a pleasant sensation

Cherise didn't want to let him keep the hold for too long. Hearing his groan, she'd realize their bodies were pressing up close again, and he was likely getting aroused. Thats what she'd been trying to get him out of. Without waiting any longer, she'd attempt to pick him up as he held onto her, hoping to set him on the top turnbuckle. Once he was up there, she'd try to pry his grip off so she could continue with her move. Yet it was rather risky. With how he was holding her, if he'd wanted to swing himself off the turnbuckle, it would make for a devestating DDT. But if he didn't, she'd climb up onto the top turnbuckle with him, aiming to bring herself standing in front of him so that her crotch was inches from his face. That itself might be distracting enough to allow her to perform the hurricanrana off the top rope, sending him crashing to the mat below.

Dominic felt Cherise lift on him to set him up in a sitting position on the turnbuckle, unfortunately not being quick enough to go for the tornado DDT. He breathed deeply, looking down at her as she scaled up, treating him to a face full of cleavage and then crotch. His blushed deepened as she stopped with her pantie covered mound remained in front of him for a moment, his warm breath panting directly into it..

But as she moved her thighs up to his shoulders around his head, he'll try to grasp onto her thighs tightly and then leap off the turnbuckles to come down in a sit down power bomb reverse desperation move. If it worked, after dropping her down between his legs and with her thighs resting over the tops of his thighs with the bottom of their crotches lightly touching, he'd fall backwards into a laying position too. Breathing heavily with exhausted energy

Something had gone wrong during her move. Instead of her connecting, she'd been stopped. It had happened quite fast. She was laying there, the entire room spinning from the powerbomb. Closing her eyes, she'd let out a small groan, trying to roll away from him. If she managed that, she'd roll onto her front. All she could think about now was trying to push the pain from her thoughts. He'd rather surprised her with that reversal. It was probably just what he needed to set things his way.

Dominic groaned as he felt her move away and rolled in the opposite direction, if it had been a normal rules match the ref girl might have been counting them both out. Resting on his side for a second before he reached out to grab onto the ropes, using them to help drag himself to his feet.

Dom will hook his arm over the top ropes and lean against it before looking back over Cherise's way to see how she was fairing.

Cherise almost looked like she'd been knocked out cold. But every now and again she'd blink, slowly shaking her head. The room was still spinning around her aas she lay on her stomach. She felt like she was in no shape to get up. Possibly, that move would have finished her if the ref could count to 10. But that wasn't the case here. She just had to wait for Dominic's next move, or until the room stopped spinning around her.

Dominic will release and move away from the safety of the ropes and stumble his way over to Cherise. He pretty much fell clumsily over her so that his chest was laying against the back of her shoulders, breathing softly against her shoulder blade for a moment.

Then when he composes himself, Dominic will pull Cherise's closes arm in between his thighs and wrap his legs around it in a scissor position while he reaches his arms cover to try and hook his hands over her forehead and start pulling her up for a cross face... After getting dominated by Cherise for quite a while in several holds (not to mention that he had already submitted twice so the match should in fact be over), Dominic felt kinda disorientated as to what match they were in and had even forgotten that this would not count for a submission

Cherise was vaguely aware that the match was still on. Only because she hadn't heard the ringing of bells. Her head was ringing, but that was something different altogether. She'd let out a small groan as Dominic's hands moved over her forehead. And then her world exploded into pain as he pulled back on the cross face.

The hold did hurt. Even disoriented, the pain cut through that haze like a knife, causing her free hand to start slamming on the mat. The hold wouldn't count, and Cherise knew that in the back of her mind. But any chance that he might release her was better than trying to pull free. Of course, her mind was barely comprehending anything thought more complex than anguish right now.