Ortega Hatch vs. Rainbow Mika - Just A Touch Of Love

[BlackAkuma]

The match was essentially over now, and everyone could see it. While Ortega had put up a spirited defense against the world warrior, Rainbow Mika had her exactly where she wanted her now - cornered, pinned against the pads, overwhelmed with eroticism. Despite being on the verge of defeat, though, she was the envy of almost everyone in attendance. After all, it wasn’t everyday you get a lapdance from one of the most famous asses in the business.

And it was working. Oh, boy, was it working.

Rainbow Mika had to bite her lip to keep a giggle from coming out as Ortega said her name, not wanting to ruin the mood at the crucial moment. That crucial moment did come, too - thunderously, powerfully, immediately. Ortega shook as an electric current ran through, her body went ramrod-straight, and Rainbow Mika felt the wetness against her ass.

The moan made it clear to everyone in attendance. Rainbow Mika had won her first hentai match.

The referee kneeled down, getting close enough to see all the signs, then nodded and called for the bell to make it official, but Rainbow Mika didn’t step away at once. Instead, she turned about, stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around Ortega’s neck and pulled her in for a tender kiss, gently pressing her lips to the rookie’s and just enjoying her for a moment.

When that moment passed, she pulled away and stepped back, with a hand on Ortega’s chest. She nodded, smiled, sighed. "Good match."

[ADarlingDucky]

Ortega was spent. Every single last bit of her energy had been taken from her, forcibly ground out of her by Mika's wide, skilled hips, all of which had left the taller wrestler utterly exhausted, only held up by the fact that the blonde was still pushed against her. She whimpered at even the smallest movements from Mika, still far too sensitive to be able to handle any stimulation without making noise, as the bell rang and the end of match announcement was made, all signaling that she had been truly and thoroughly bested. The crowd was most certainly enjoying in the show, and as Ortega began to finally regain some semblance of feeling in her legs once more, Mika would remove herself, taking her rear off of Ortega.

She didn't move away entirely, however, as she would spin around, Ortega suddenly taken into one more passionate kiss, Mika pressing their lips together to share another, final intimate moment together. And then, as she moved away, Ortega would slowly slide down to sit against one of the turnbuckles, letting out a few labored breaths as she looked up at the legendary wrestler.

"Yeah... good match... a close one..." Ortega breathed heavily as she shook her head, before eventually standing up, legs wobbling ever so slightly as she nodded to Mika, before turning slowly, and with gentle movements, slipping between the ropes to exit the ring! In spite of the fact that she had lost, in quite one sided fashion to boot, it was hard for Ortega to feel like much of a loser as she slowly made her way backstage, warm and tingly following her bout with the legendary wrestler, and excited for more like it in the future!

[BlackAkuma]

Rainbow Mika’s blood was racing, still. As fun as that match had been, she was acutely aware that it had ended without her getting satisfaction on her end, that she’d gone and won and hadn't had her own fire quenched. As she smiled and waved and watched Ortega make her way up the ramp, a fire was still burning in her, threatening to burn out of control. She needed to put this energy somewhere.

She was supposed to leave the ring. She was supposed to go the back, get checked out, then head home for the evening. But…

Screw it.

"Gimme a microphone!"

One of the crew threw it to her and she leaped up to catch it in the center ring, landing so hard that all her loose bits were sent to wobbling. She brought it to lips and pointed towards the back. "Hear ye, hear ye!" She swept her arm across the ring. "So that was a hentai match, huh? Lots of fun, I liked it! So much so that I think I want to do another one...right now!"

Management wouldn’t like the sound of that, but the crowd sure did, cheering and getting amped up. A few of them were even throwing out ideas for potential opponents they wanted to see her roll around with. Persephone, Madeline Christiansen, Ryo Kamiya, Elvira Velour…

She’d happily take on any of them, or all of them at once, if she could get away with it. But today, she was willing to take what she could get. "Golden opportunity, right here! If anyone in the back wants to tangle with little ol' me, all you've got to do is come out here and say 'hello'!"

[ADarlingDucky]

Ortega might have been riding high in spite of the fairly one sided defeat that she had been subjected to, but it was safe to say that nobody was riding quite as high as Rainbow Mika herself, the blonde amped up enough that instead of leaving, she demanded a microphone. There was plenty of confusion in her sudden request to speak, but nobody had any problems with it as the blonde was quickly given what she had asked for, being handed one by the staff nearby which gave her the opportunity to call out to the crowd. Her announcement was fairly quick, but given that she was asking for another match, right after the first one, the crowd erupted all the same, overjoyed at the idea of the blonde bomber competing in yet another bout. Two matches in one night was an impressive feat, but to extend an open challenge for the second took some real backbone, something the crowd very much appreciated.

Only, there was one who didn't quite appreciate it as much.

With a sudden shift of the lights in the arena, all attention would fall to the entrance ramp, as a figure soon stepped out onto it, seemingly someone who was set to answer Rainbow Mika's challenge. And in stark contrast to the woman that had just faced the blonde, this figure was none other than the dangerous and quite competent dominatrix, Viper Weiss!

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The imposing beauty stood for a moment on the ramp, her gaze locked on the blonde, before she began a brisk walk to the ring, the crowd watching on as she approached and moved to stand on the apron, slipping inside shortly after. With a microphone of her own in hand, it was clear that Viper had something to say, and given the icy glare on her face, it probably wasn't going to be anything kind.

"No, I think that's quite enough." A confused murmur could be heard through the crowd, but Viper continued on. "This... cosplay that you're doing, where you pretend to be some sexed up bombshell ready to step into hentai wrestling? It's adorable, truly. But I was watching your match, and I'd say that I'm more than a little disappointed. You think them trotting out some popular jobber and letting you throw yourself at her until she cums makes you a competitor? Do you honestly think it puts you in MY league? That you can make challenges to people who actually do this? Because it doesn't. Not even a little." Viper's voice cut through the air, as it quickly became clear why she had decided to answer the call.

"I'll give you a chance I rarely give, a warning. Take it as a sign of respect if you will, for your outside accomplishments. Scamper right back up this ramp and conclude this cute little experiment. Before you get embarrassed." Viper lowered the microphone, eyes firmly fixed on Mika's as she let her words hang in the air, an ominous threat aimed directly at the blonde!