The Shots We (Maybe Shouldn't) Take [for Ducky]

[HotWheels]

Esther hadn't had the chance to talk to all that many Spanish men. She was finding that she should take advantage of the opportunity more often. Or, maybe, El Rey just happened to be more charming and easygoing than the average luchador. Tearing into a wide grin when she learned that her guess about his attention to her rear end was spot-on, Esther gave it another little twist as he praised the work she had put into it. "Well, I can't take credit for it being big...that was genetics. Thanks, mom. But I guess it does count that I turned it from flabby to toned. And believe me, part of that was to get people to look at it." A good part of it, actually, and that was even before she had started wrestling and had it on display all the time.

When he mentioned that she could have a chance to feel the muscles, she kind of wanted to. He did have a unique shape, much like all those movie versions of Hercules that she kept thinking of and mentioning. "I'm just sayin', you got the look. Get a big o'l tuft of hair going for the whole pushing rocks scene and you're in good shape." Yeah, he lacked the height, but the fact that he was built like a barrel and yet fit and muscular at the same time intrigued her. Pondering his figure for a moment, Esther shrugged. "I mean, if you're offering." The Aster leaned forward with an outstretched finger, tentatively prodding at his bicep. Satisfied with the tension she found there, she continued on to a quick jab at his side, where his width still managed to have muscle packed on. Felt like a tank there, too.

She quickly realized that she shouldn't have been so sheepish with her poking. Distracted from her quick posing to show off her muscles when he mentioned her crushing him underfoot, Esther looked down at her own feet for a moment, ready to make some witty comment about how she at least kept those moisturized...when the smack came.

Esther looked up, stunned like a deer in the headlights from the spank. It was far from the first time she had caught an unexpected spank, but the timing and boldness and impact nearly floored her. She quickly reached back, just as she felt his hand leave her cheek, to rub the spot, still flabbergasted and half-forming a handful of confused expressions.

She just blinked at him as he explained. Offended, the southerner was not: it took a hell of a lot to offend her. But she sure as heck had not expected him to get that bold with her so quickly. It was...honestly, a little refreshing. Here they stood, clearly praising each other, and she supposed having someone stop beating around the bush surprised her, yeah, but she had to give him credit. Very few people who didn't know her well, especially these days with her current figure, would pull that on her.

Her shock slowly melted into a daring smile that she tried to force into a sassy pout, then an aggressive frown, but she couldn't quite get her mouth to shift into that shape. "Oh you might just be already," she told him, when he mentioned his wariness of getting on her bad side. "Whoever you've beaten or spanked and whatever they did, you should know I might put a whipping on you for it. I got a few reflexes too. Might lead to a cracked skull, if you get my drift."

God. She really wanted to wrestle him, now that he had done that.

[ADarlingDucky]

El Rey's compliment had not gone undetected by the lavender haired beauty, as she had eventually managed to puzzle out what he had meant, and when she turned around to give him a better look, he would take full advantage of it! Her ass was amazing, simply put, large and round, so soft looking and yet clearly worked on thanks to rigorous exercise from the southern beauty, and El Rey couldn't help but stare at it slightly, something that she clearly enjoyed given how ready she was to show it off! He'd take as many eyefuls of booty as she was willing to give him of course, but it wasn't fair that he was the only one getting a show, so he was more than ready to let her take a good long look at the muscles he had worked for!

His arm was flexed and ready for her to check, and sure enough, she'd lean forwards and poke at his muscles, the masked male smirking as she did so, feeling her poke and prod to see how fit he was! She moved to his side too, and sure enough, the muscles there were equally as built, El Rey happy to let the woman inspect all of his hard work and admire it, with Esther ready to do the same! And of course, when she did, the luchador simply couldn't help himself from seeing just how much teasing she was ready for, as he swung his hand out and slapped her ass!

Immediately Esther shot upright, looking stunned that he would be so bold, her hand moving back to rub her cheek as she gave a befuddled look, looking simply shocked that he had done something so forward! But between his compliments to her figure and her willingness to flaunt her chest and thick ass in front of him, he figured that it was time to act, and something so forward and flirty would really kick things up a notch! It seemed Esther thought so as well, as after she finally got over the shock that he had actually been brave enough to reach out and spank her, her face shifted into a cheeky smile, a few other emotions coming up but unable to stay for long as she very clearly couldn't help but grin at him!

And her words declared the same level of teasing as he had just displayed, as she claimed that he might just end up on her bad side from actions like that, before threatening a whooping for him, something that had the muscled man letting out a chuckle!

"Uh oh, I certainly wouldn't wanna end up getting a cracked skull! Would inhibit my ability to enjoy you and that lovely rear! That would be a problem indeed... such a problem that I may have to defend myself if you tried! And I'd hate to do something like... submit a pretty thing like you before putting you over my knee, you know what I mean?" El Rey said with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, quite the erotic threat, but one that he was sure that Esther would latch on to, with the tension rising between the two, El Rey having the exact same want to go a few rounds with this gorgeous woman!

[HotWheels]

This man had no shame. Not a nickel's worth. Esther didn't have much of a filter either - understatement, yep - but it would have taken her at least a few drinks or a few conversations with someone to get her telling anyone else she would submit them and bend them over her knee. The awe in her eyes was visible. Was he digging his grave with her after the spank and that talk, or was he doing just the opposite and making her a fan? She couldn't figure it out yet. She liked that she couldn't figure it out yet.

She licked her lips, stalling as she processed. Alright. Alright, this was heading somewhere, and she wasn't about to shy from it. What kind of a coward was she if she did? One who wouldn't have nearly as good of a time if she didn't explore this, was what. "Alright. Alright, alright," she said, still stalling a bit, unknowingly making a mockery of her own southern accent. "I think you, El Sky Man, are treadin' where you shouldn't be treadin'. You expect me to just listen to that and not make good on squeezin' you out? I've wrestled big boys before who think they can talk to me that way." It sounded more threatening than it really was. In fact, she was still having trouble not giggling. If any men had been half as bold as he was, she might have given them more respect.

"I may be full of compliments and don't mind you takin' a look, but them's fightin' words." She waggled a finger in the air as if the words still existed there. "When and where are you gonna let me start crackin'? I'm gonna have to weld that mouth shut with these." She smacked her thighs.

[ADarlingDucky]

From second one the flirtatious undertones had been readily apparently and quite obvious, but every single second that passed by those undertones seemed to turn to overtones, as Esther and El Rey's talk continued to trend in a more erotic direction! His latest teasing words, quite explicit when it came down to it, had certainly seemed to catch her attention, if the look she gave him was anything to go by! She took a moment, licking her lips, holding for a second, before finally speaking once more, with a few more teasing threats to the masked man, as she threatened to squeeze him out, something that El Rey certainly wouldn't mind getting to experience! She continued as she got a bit more animated, and it was becoming clear that the only way to settle the tension between them, or at least, bring it to it's natural conclusion, was a match between one another!

El Rey watched as she finally finished, reaching down and giving her thighs a smack. They jiggled and shook from the impact, and El Rey certainly didn't hide the fact that he was ogling them, but after getting a nice long look at her legs, he'd let his eyes come back up, flashing her a confident smile! Pretending to think for just a moment, he'd eventually respond! Perhaps it was time to set the terms!

"Well, if it's gonna be that way hermosa, I suppose there's no changing your mind! So then... sounds like we've got a match on our hands! But... what kind of match?" El Rey put a hand to his chin, even beginning to pace back and forth, thinking on what sort of match the two could do! And all the while, his teasing continued! "We'll have to pick something that suits you... I know that you plan on welding my mouth shut with your thighs, but that could be difficult if I'm wrestling circles around you... I might even wrestle you out of that cute little outfit, if you're not careful..."

It wouldn't be hard, to be honest, as Esther's attire was as skimpy as skimpy could get! Still, the gleam in his eyes showed that there might have been a bit of mischievous intent behind El Rey's words, looking to see how she'd react to the claim!

[HotWheels]

Yeah. Look at those legs, Esther thought to herself, the pride reaching her emotive face. She was certainly not of two minds for wanting him to do so, to emphasize both the appeal and the danger of them, of course not. For all her shock at his being so forward, no one would have ever accused Esther of being subtle herself. She had southern hospitality that dulled her blatancy, though. People always took her as less-seriously as she intended, but she would not let him get away with taking her less seriously, no sir.

And take her seriously, he did. Of course, he still threw in that he would "wrestle circles" around her, which she would hate to tell him was a pipe dream, but she would let him think whatever the hell he wanted to think. With the tension between them, if he hadn't been amenable to a match or proposed it himself, she would have been disappointed. Her fists rested on her wide hips and her eyebrows moved further between her eyes as she waited for him to finish his bragging. He hadn't even completely answered her question, just presented a new one! Coward.

Esther didn't call him on that. No, she let him stew a bit, resting a hand on her chin in thought and pacing in front of him while she thought of just what they should do so she could properly shut him up. And... maybe have a good bit of fun along the way. Though she had never been much for outright creativity on the spot, a girl with her thrumming crotch on the forefront of her thoughts had a much easier time coming up with sensual proposals.

She stopped, raising a finger to prelude her proposition. "So you can't chicken out - my place. You can even walk with me if you wanna. Otherwise, you better be there in thirty minutes, or I'm gonna tell everyone you ran off!" She challenged him with her shit-eating grin and bright gaze and gestured at him with a cupped hand like she wanted his phone if he would give it to her - to add her apartment address and number. "And just so you have a good reminder of what I did to you. Strip. Wrestling."

There, her face said. Beat that.

[ADarlingDucky]

Esther was a feisty woman. Each time that El Rey decided to throw some teasing, flirtatious comment her way, he could see her see her eyes light up and her struggle to hide a smile, before she'd continue playing the role of the offended wrestler, ready to set him straight! El Rey loved her energy, and the longer that the two talked, the more it became clear that both of them were raring to get their hands on one another, and it was only a matter of time until that dam broke! As it turned out, the dam broke pretty quickly afterwards! With Esther stopping to raise a finger, El Rey would cock an eyebrow, ready to hear her proposition, and when delivered, it became an invitation back to her place, to take her on in a wrestling match!

She reached out as if to grab hold of his phone, and El Rey took a moment to retrieve it before handing it to her, allowing her to punch in the information she wished, though he didn't figure it would be necessary. He was ready to go here and now, and with the offer to follow along with her, he fully intended to do so!

Still, there was the matter of the type of wrestling. Strip wrestling... oh, he REALLY liked her style. Things had already been lewd, given the way the two had been talking to each other, but now the challenge had officially been dropped on him, an it was on him to respond! He'd take a step back and cross his arms, fixing her with a smile, before stepping forwards once more, getting closer and then even closer than they had previously been standing, until the two bumped chests, all personal space between them no longer existing!

"Oh, if that's what you want to do, then by all means. I'll strip that pretty little outfit of you and take it for a souvenir I think... After I'm finished making you tap out of course. But, all that can come after we get to your house, so lead the way. I'm ready right now, so let's get going!" El Rey gestured towards the exit to the gym, ready to follow Esther back to her house, with an exciting night laid out ahead of him!

[HotWheels]

Whether or not El Rey followed her back to her apartment, just down the street, she could think of a lot of ways being bold enough to throw her address into a guy's phone could pay off. She was curious to see what he would do with it. With his phone in hand, she dropped it on a note and dragged it to his first unlock screen, just so he couldn't miss it. Looking entirely self-satisfied - that made him the first person to have her address in Japan - Esther handed it back over to him.

But he did want to follow her. Actually... he wanted to be all up in her space. Esther didn't flinch back so much as an inch as he did so, just letting her hands settle on her hips. Breaking him down wouldn't have been half as fun if he hadn't been so big and broad, but she was already thinking of some ways to make this match her own. Places to shove him, ways to make good on all her threats. Size? Bah. Didn't matter. She had wrestled down animals many times her weight before she had gotten anywhere near this fit.

And she knew the strip thing would set him off. Already talking about taking her clothes. Esther looked mockingly disappointed. "One-track mind. Don't get too excited, 'cause your chances are slim as distracted as you are. I might even take your mask by the time it's all over." The fuel behind her smirk could have launched the next space shuttle. Of course, she would never do that whatever the case because she knew it was a big deal, but she had to tease.

She grabbed her bags, drank a swig of water, and gestured with a flirty, wiggling finger for him to come along.

[ADarlingDucky]

Some time later...

El Rey had made the right decision to follow Esther back to her place. Not because it was far away, or hard to find, it had actually been close and very easily spotted, but because he was able to trail behind Esther as she led the way, getting plentiful eyefuls of booty while he walked! It was highly likely that she knew he was ogling, in fact he would bet money that she had led the way specifically so that he could admire the view of her rear end shaking as she went, but that didn't matter to him, as the flirting had already reached a level where glances at her behind were par for the course! Still, when they eventually arrived at her place, standing outside in the hallway, El Rey would take a moment to glance up from her shapely rear and take a look up and down the hallway, admiring her living quarters as they stood outside of the door!

"Fancy place you're living at eh? Hopefully none of your neighbors are going to have any weird questions regarding... uh, well, me I suppose." El Rey paused to gesture to himself! After they had left the gym, he hadn't bothered to change out of his singlet and mask, knowing that he'd be wrestling soon anyway! So if anyone had noticed Esther entering her home once more, they would have seen her with a short, very wide luchador, likely raising eyebrows! Still, given Esther's own choice of attire to train and wrestle in, perhaps she wasn't worried about what others might think!

"Well hermosa, let's step inside, shall we? Eager as I am, submitting you out here and leaving you topless? Well, I don't want you getting any complains on my account!" El Rey chuckled, stepping forwards to stand beside the door and give Esther the room to let them inside, the moment of truth close at hand, as the approached their venue!

[HotWheels]

She knew. Sheeeee knew.

Part of her whole tactic. A girl had to know when she had someone's attention, and she had his. And in her experience, men always had more trouble trying to divert that attention than women did. She could keep her head well enough, she was confident. If she got him hooked on watching her, she would have this match won. Of course, the whole point of winning the match was not only for bragging rights but to also fulfill the needs brought on by her own attention to him, standing there buck naked as a once-cocky loser... but winning came first, she told herself.

She even played it up a bit as she fidgeted with her door, bending down a little extra to glance at the handle. Hers wasn't the nicest apartment building or individual apartment in the area, but her parents had passed her enough money to get started she had comfortable, clean living. Slightly aged but tasteful furnishings were speckled across the room. Well-kept but busy-looking kitchen... and her Alexa still playing rock music. Esther pouted and flicked her phone to turn it off.

He had a good point, as she turned to face him, though Esther couldn't see many downsides to having brought a clearly muscled to the gills wrestler to her apartment. She didn't want to be known as one of those girls, but it wasn't like she did it every night. Still, the only other person in the hallway looked to be at the far end at the mailboxes, and he hadn't looked up. She leaned in, quirking an eyebrow that carried mischief. "Well if they do, I'll either give them too much information or I'll tell them you're the gardener." Which? She didn't even know yet.

With him still talking smack, though, she just jabbed a finger for him to walk in and headed that way herself. "If you can stop runnin' your mouth long enough, you can drop your stuff wherever and get to work shovin' the furniture back. I'll go get a mat." On cue, she did the same with her gear and strolled into the back hallway, only making a stop at the bathroom mirror to make sure she didn't look - or smell - gross from the workout.

[ADarlingDucky]

Once they had arrived, El Rey would move to let Esther open the door to her apartment, and once she had, the masked man would step inside, eyes scanning her living space as he admired the cozy feel provided by the home of the southern belle! As he was examining the spot of their wrestling match, the masked man would hear Esther continue to tease him, indeed quite unbothered by the prospect of her neighbors seeing him coming inside! And calling him her gardener? She certainly had no qualms about trying to get a rise out of him, that was for sure, and El Rey appreciated it, giving her a wry smile as the both walked into the space with one another! And Esther had yet another command for him, this time instructing him to move her furniture to create some space for them while she went to get the mat, before walking off down the hallway!

El Rey once more watched her walk off, hips swinging as she did, as he contemplated her order! In some ways, he wondered if she was testing him, continually giving him commands to see if he'd follow along without questioning them, such as asking him for his phone, or ordering him to move around the furniture in her apartment! Still, it would need to get moved at some point, and the longer it took him to move it, the longer it would take him to get his hands on her... and man did he want to get his hands on her!

And so El Rey would set about shifting the furniture, pushing the couch back and sliding various other objects out of the way, and after just a few short minutes he had cleared out a relatively large area in the center of the room, ready for wrestling! The masked man would then move to set his gym bag down, before walking over to the now shifted couch and laying down on it, calling out to Esther!

"All set over here! Better get a move on, you wouldn't want me to start thinking you were getting scared, would you?" His teasing words echoed through her apartment, as he relaxed and waited for his big-bootied opponent to come back into the living room!