The Agent and the Hunter: Lexi Romero VS. Bengal

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Thanks to APlaying for having this match with me!

Match Type: 1v1, Standard

Lexi Romero

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Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

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Bengal came out to her usual music, but the L.A.W. audience was shocked to see that she wasn't wearing her usual outfit. The orange designs on her top and trunks had been replaced with stark black and white, and her naturally jet black hair was dyed white to match. She'd repainted her nails and changed her accessories. Even her orange contact lenses had been replaced with piercing blue ones. As the overhead lights dimmed for her entrance, they seemed to glow in the darkness like two dying stars.

The ensemble was majestic, clearly inspired by the appearance of a white tiger. As for why Bengal was wearing it...that was a little more complicated. Though almost nobody in the arena was aware of it, this was the outfit she'd worn when she first started wrestling on the indie circuit, many years ago. Things had been simpler then - or maybe it just seemed that way, looking back. She'd had her whole life ahead of her, filled with prospects for her new career. She'd had her tag team partner, Renee, to watch her back. Most importantly, her opponents hadn't been as frightfully strong as the competition here in L.A.W. Bengal wanted to recapture some of that earlier confidence, to use it as motivation for her bout tonight. And maybe it was just nostalgia, but as she made her way down to the ring, the fans did seem to be cheering a little louder than they had in her last match. Just wait until they see what I do to my opponent, she thought to herself, as she swaggered down the ramp, pyrotechnics exploding around her.

Her opponent. Who, exactly, would she be facing tonight? That was a question she hadn't had much luck answering. The Tiger liked to dig up dirt on the women she fought; there was no telling what kind of information might be useful for a clever taunt or put-down. The more personal the insult, the easier it was to get inside their heads, to make them flustered and distracted. But she hadn't been able to find anything on this "Lexi Romero", besides articles covering her recent matches. There wasn't a single online record of her, not even a post on social media. Prior to joining L.A.W., it was almost as if she'd never existed. Of course, that was just Bengal being paranoid, she assured herself. It wasn't like Lexi was some kind of secret agent, or anything ridiculous like that. She was probably just a small-town nobody with zero social life. And once I beat her, she'll go right back to being a nobody.

Bengal hopped up onto the ring apron, taking a moment to flex and pose - and giving the crowd another opportunity to snap pictures of her retro outfit. The flashes and clicks of their cameras were accompanied by the ring announcer's echoing voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...standing at a height of five feet, seven inches, and weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds...from Kolkata, India...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!" The Indian woman turned and swayed her hips, showing off the snow-white tiger emblazoned on the back of her trunks.

A cameraman circling the ring got a little too close, and Bengal kicked out at him, almost knocking the heavy equipment off his shoulder as she snarled something inaudible. Then she ducked under the ropes and took her position in the corner. The pounding beat of her entrance theme was starting to fade, and she knew it couldn't be long before her mysterious opponent arrived...

[APlaying]

Once Bengal finished making her entrance, the lights went back to normal. No one had any idea where Lexi had been since she debuted the other day, but when she entered the stage, her unkempt black hair and red eyes with a seductive look in them, she simply looked like she had just woken up from a nice dream.

Lexi Entrance Theme

Lexi Appareance

The wrestler, originally from Cyprus, walked down the ramp swaying her hips, which trembled with every step she took, revealing her soft and malleable constitution. The crowd was mesmerized just watching her walk, while Lexi tried to tie her hair back with her eyes fixed on the ring.

Her opponent today looked like a tough girl with a wild beauty, this made her curious as to how she would fight and more importantly, could she subdue her? These were questions that made her more and more anxious, so it wouldn't be long before she climbed into the ring to get a closer look at Bengal.

Lexi entered from under the ropes and sat down on her knees to greet the crowd. There were a handful of people who reciprocated and gave her cheers of encouragement, something that made her smile as she got back to her feet. She looked in Bengal's direction and almost as a gesture of defiance, slowly walked towards her until they were face to face. But this would not be enough so in order to meet each other's eyes, Lexi would move a little closer until she gently pressed her forehead to Bengal's and could connect their gaze.

Lexi even brazenly stepped into the territory of this tigress, sticking her large and soft breasts with those of her adversary, without her expression changing at any time while maintaining a mischievous smile.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal studied Lexi as her opponent entered the ring. She had an impressive figure, with well-defined abdominals and thick, muscular legs. She moved with poise and confidence; Bengal could tell that she was an experienced fighter. Yet her blank white outfit gave no hint of any particular fighting style or gimmick. Bengal felt her curiosity deepen. Just who is this woman? What's her deal? She wondered. It's almost like she's trying not to draw too much attention to herself...

Her thoughts were interrupted as Lexi suddenly looked toward her. Bengal was startled by the expression in the the woman's scarlet eyes. There was a magnetic attraction in those eyes, an intensity that was very different from the rest of her otherwise sleepy face. She stared at Bengal unblinkingly from under her tousled black hair, as if daring the Tiger not to look away.

Bengal knew that she couldn't refuse the challenge. She kept her own eyes trained on Lexi's as the white-clad fighter approached close, then closer still. Her opponent gently touched her forehead to Bengal's own, and the red eyes filled her vision like a sea of blood. The two women were about equal in size and stature, although even Bengal had to admit that Lexi had a much more impressive bust. She thrust her chest into Bengal's, as if claiming her territory in the ring. The Tiger stood her ground. She could sense the warmth of Lexi's body pressed against her, could feel her heart beating through her breast.

It was a strangely exciting feeling. On the other hand, Bengal couldn't let her opponent get away with such a blatant show of disrespect. "Back off, you cow," she snarled, digging her hands into Lexi's bosom and shoving her back. "Or I'll turn you into hamburger. You think a big pair of tits is gonna win you this match?" Several members of the crowd booed. The referee quickly moved to separate the two fighters, nervously waiting to see how Lexi would respond.