Ichika Uesugi vs Kimiko Kamagami (Apartment Hentai)

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Hentai
Location: Apartment Suite
Victory Condition: Hentai Pinfall

Walking down the hallway of the LAW owned building for apartment matches, Ichika Uesugi dressed in a black robe, scanned the plates of the room looking for the room where her next sight of action was going to be. Slated for an apartment match, she was feeling pretty confident about with the match fitting all that she wanted in her current career. A sexual battle in such an intimate space with just her and her opponent (along with all the cameras set up to capture the action) was all that it took for her to have a good time.

That and humiliating the poor girl who was going to be with her in the room.

A sneer curled on her lips as she made her way towards the apartment, stopping right in front of the door. She procured the key to the room, unlocking it and entering in to see just what kind of room she was dealing with. It was a well furnished room, plenty of space befitting of the suite status as she made her way towards the living room and taking a seat on the couch, draping her leg over the other as she waited for her opponent to arrive!

Spoiler

[Kookio]

Ichika wouldn't have to wait long because only moments later, a voice could be heard rambling outside. A ramble loud enough to be heard through thick doors. It wouldn't be clear what the female voice was rambling about until it actually made it to the door.

"...And another thing! Why do I have to wear such a lewd outfit! I know this is a hentai match but do I really have to look like a slut while I wrestle as well!?-

The door handle jiggled but the door didn't move for a bit. That was mainly because the woman on the other side of the door was pulling, not pushing. It would take her around ten seconds before she came to the realization that she needed to pull the door open and a girl wearing a bright blue colored bathrobe stepped in, already looking like she was in a bad mood. She had three defining features about her. Her bright neon blue hair, her two large handle bar pony tails that reached down to her hips and that she was much MUCH shorter than your average wrestler.

Her turquoise eyes scanned the room and landed upon her opponent, crossing her arms. Though she said nothing, she was obviously eyeballing the woman's body up.