A Royal Debut?: "The Cosplay Queen" Felicia Night vs "The Knight of Hell" Ingrid Fuentes

[Bear-Pin]

Match Type: Standard Match
Winning Conditions: Pinfall, Submission, KO, Countout, or DQ
Stipulation: Wrestlers are welcomed to use sensual moves

Spoiler

Felicia was just finishing zipping her Black Cat costume into place when the crew member peeked into the locker room to tell her she needed to get to gorilla in a minute. She had been fussing with her entire outfit for the past 10 minutes, trying to be sure that everything was in place. This was a big deal. It was going to be her first match here in LAW, and nothing was going to be out of place. She had this version of the suit specially made for when she wrestled. It was a special fabric that looked and behaved like pleather, but allowed for her tightly hugged curves to breathe and for the fabric to stretch if her body happened to be contorted. Her zipper was left down just enough to show off plenty of cleavage with double-stick tape being certain that they didn't escape without a little help.

She strutted behind the crew member as they guided her towards the gorilla position, making sure add a sway with her hips to catch the attention of those who lined the hallway. Felicia intended to be a bigger start than any of those other cosplayers that she wrestled with. It all was going to start here. Taking one last look in a mirror to make final adjustments as she waited for her music to start, Felicia could feel her heart flutter with anticipation. Then the music started with its "Ohs," and Felicia stepped through the curtain to appear before the curious crowd.

As the song began slow, the cosplaying beauty strut onto the stage and blew a kiss to the crowd, bending over to show off her cleavage even more to the awaiting eyes. She kept strutting down the ramp, a knowing smirk on her face that she couldn't hide. She was about half-way down when the music began to pick up the tempo, causing her to stop and begin bouncing, showing her curves' bounciness in the process until the crescendo hit its peak. Felicia immediately dropped into a runner's stance and when "OH LOVE!" blasted through the arena with the silver pyrotechnics going off, the woman cosplaying as Black Cat darted for the ring, sliding under the ropes and halfway across the mat before getting into a sitting position with her legs tucked under her shapely rear and her body pulsating to the tempo with a giant grin on her face, covered only with the thin eye mask. As the music died and Felicia finished her theatrics for her new crowd, she waved to them all and strutted towards her corner where she awaited her opponent.

[Lunaspark]

Ahem.

A few seconds would pass after Felicia hit the ring, before the theme music for her opponent began to play. Ingrid Fuentes stepped out from the darkness of the gorilla position, standing as tall and confidant and proud as ever. And why shouldn't she had been confidant? She had won her first match in LAW in a quite dominating manner, and here she was for a second bout, ready to do the same to Felicia.

With her red cape wrapped around herself and her arms folded firmly beneath her chest, Ingrid began to make her way down the ramp and to the ring, locking her gaze onto Felicia as she began the long walk to her battleground. Her eyes traced up and down Felicia's body as she walked down the ramp, and a very slight hint of a smile made it's way onto her face. She couldn't deny that she was enjoying what she was seeing. Felicia's fit, curvy body and her pretty face were exactly the type of woman that Ingrid liked.

Too bad that she was here to win, and not to play around. It was a pity, though the encouragement of sensual moves in this match both intrigued and excited the Latina.

Once Ingrid reached the ring, climbed the steps and moved inside, to the center of the ring. She raised an arm, letting her cape fall away to her feet, before turning her gaze back towards Felicia again. She gave the white-haired woman the slightest hint of a smirk, and then turned away, moving to her corner to await the bell and the start of the match.

[Bear-Pin]

Felicia found herself absentmindedly licking her lips the moment her caped opponent appeared on the ramp. She hadn't thought there was much chance for her to have a matchup with a woman of matching curves and fitness as her so early in her time here in LAW, but strutting towards her was a taller, tanned, beauty of an opponent wearing an outfit that left little to the imagination. Yet it stirred up all sorts of thoughts in the white-haired new-comer. Felicia felt Ingrid's eyes sizing her up, drinking in her curves, and it brought a certain sense of excitement. Then, the pink-haired dominant personality showed just what kind of confidence the cosplayer was up against when she skillfully shrugged off her cape and gave a gaze that sent a chill down Felicia's spine capped by the smirk and turn.

I can't tell if she's cold, teasing me, or just certain of how this match was going to go. The self-professed Cosplay Queen shut her eyes and shook her head side to side to snap herself out of the trance she seemed to be in. Felicia found herself instinctually reaching out a gloved hand to the ring crew asking for a mic right before the ref was going to pat her down. Before she knew it, the handle was in her grasp and the head was being brought towards her lips. "Well now. I hope you didn't think you could just give me a look like that and not say a word. Quite clearly, you don't know who you are in the presence of, Miss, Fuentes, was it?" She smirked as she started walking towards Ingrid. "I am Felicia Night, the Queen of Cosplay, and I have come to the land that originated the art to show you how it's done and kick all of your asses," she paused and mimicked taking a peek behind Ingrid to get a look at hers only to be disappointed that it was covered by her attire, while doing it. So tonight I decided to treat the audiences and you to the outfit that got me where I am today." Felicia moved towards the center of the ring and struck a pose where she stuck her chest out, threatening to cause the double-stick tape to fail, and simultaneously pushed her tightly-covered ass out while slowly turning. The cheers and whistles echoed through the arena in immediate response to the sexy pose.

She brought the mic to her lips once more as she backed towards her corner once more. "Enjoy it, folks, because every other pose I give you tonight is going to involve that piece of work being stretched tighter than my catsuit tonight," she said with a wink towards Ingrid before she licked her lips, this time intentionally. Dropping the mic and leaning in the corner, she let the ref girl finally pat her down to get the match ready to go. All she needed now was the bell and her first match would be underway.

[Lunaspark]

Ingrid remained silent, standing in her corner, arms folded over her chest as Felicia took the microphone and approached her. She remained still, and cold, letting the cosplayer speak her piece, her eyes locked onto the woman all the while. She couldn't deny Felicia's skill on the microphone, and she couldn't deny that seeing the white-haired beauty up close was getting her even more excited than she was before. The thought of breaking Felicia, of beating her such a wonderful body down and forcing her to know her place...it excited Ingrid. She was more than ready to defeat and humiliate the cosplayer, and show her just where she stood in comparison to the cold Latina.

When Felicia finally returned to her corner, and the bell finally rang, Ingrid stepped forward. She moved to the center of the ring, and she lifted her arms upwards, giving the so-called 'cosplay queen' a single nod, inviting Felicia to come try her luck by locking up with her.