First Impression

[Teenwrestler]

Daichi had already told Vida that this was indeed a bad idea. He knew that Santa Tigresa was too much of a motherly figure to Vida, and she would not like seeing her hanging out with another young man for a date- especially if he was a wrestler. He tried to be on his best behavior but the luchadora would just frustrate him to a level that being respectful was no longer and an option. While he did remain his distance, not getting physical with her- Santa would look him up and down, clearly she was annoyed at him too now that he was starting to say things like he could defeat her if it meant keeping her away from Vida and himself. Santa would take a deep breath and then challenge him to a last man standing match in the sauna, to which he was quick to accept.

Daichi stayed silent as Santa would talk to Vida, then walk towards the sauna room. "Dont worry, ill be fine" he said as she kissed him and then stayed back while Daichi followed Santa inside. Once inside, he felt the steam tickle his skin while the door closed behind him and now it was just himself and Tigresa. He took a deep breath and then approached her. Now, he would walk up to her and get physical now that Vida was no longer watching. He placed his hand on his hips, going head to head and chest to bust.

"Now then, why dont you really tell me what you think of me huh?" he said, sweat already forming across his toned body as he glared the older woman in the eye.

[Luncha_Libre]

Stepping into the sauna, Santa Tigresa felt the hot air on her skin. She took a breath, trying to get used to the difference in air before the match started. Taking on a younger man like Daichi didn’t intimidate her necessarily, but the Tigresa was experienced enough to know that she shouldn’t take any opponent too lightly. After everything, she wasn’t about to let this young punk catch her unaware …

Still, Santa Tigresa wasn’t prepared for him to step right up to her. Feeling his body up against hers, seeing his face glaring up at her, Santa Tigresa bit her lip. She took a deep breath, her ample bust swelling up against Daichi’s more lean body as she sized him up.

“You want to know what I think?” Santa Tigresa asked. “I think you’re a young punk, you’re fit and you’ve got some skill, you’ve got a pretty girlfriend, and you think you can do anything. I think you’re cocky, and you’re just waiting for reality to get ahold of you and grind some humility into you!”

Santa Tigresa punctuated her point by shoving forward with her chest to try and push Daichi backward. She rolled her shoulders in a final effort to limber up before they locked up. Sweat was already forming across her curvy figure, glistening in the hot sauna.

“So, how about you come at me, and show me if I’m wrong?” Santa Tigresa widened her stance, raising her arms to challenge the young man to a lock up. Her glistening body was ready for him, eyes studying carefully, ready for him!

[Teenwrestler]

Now that the two were away from Vida, both of them could let their true feelings known to each other. Daichi knew that Santa would be receptive to him, she was obviously a mother figure to Vida and all three of them being wrestlers meant that conflict was on the horizon. Tigresa wanted this match and Daichi was not going to back down, whether this was a test for him or not was soon to be seen but for now he could not let Santa boss him around like that. She would enter the sauna first, feeling the heat of the room as she was definitely more used to it having wrestled in it before and under the hot sun of Mexico. Santa would brace herself as the young boy would walk up to her and face to face, both sizing the other up as Daichi wanted to let her true feelings about him be known.

"Nrgh!" he grunted as she pushed him back with a shove, using her chest to bump into his own. "Hmph, I knew it! I'll just have to take your blessings by proving I am better than you and I can take care of Vida" he said as he would lunge in when Santa challenged him. Daichi would lock arms with Santa as they once again head to head, chest to chest, this time locked in a fierce grapple as he tried to push into her harder and harder, wanting to make a point by going to push her back against the wall.

It was hot and humid, he could feel her sweat rub onto his own but he still pushed.