Rai Kamiya vs Fei Qiqiang: The Runt vs The Silver Bullet: Sleepover Submission Match

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Sleepover Submission Match
Match takes place in a dorm bedroom
Fighters must be naked and start on the bed
No physical striking is allowed, only grappling and submission holds
Hentai is allowed and encouraged
Match only ends when one fighter verbally submits the match and its accepted by the opponent

Rai Kamiya felt incredibly awkward as he stood in the dorm bedroom he had been scheduled to use for his upcoming match. His opponent was due to arrive soon, and so Rai was clad in a soft blue silk robe that the league had loaned him for the match, and nothing else, wearing nothing underneath, as he knew he'd be getting naked soon for his upcoming match. Funny enough, he was getting more and more used to getting nude in these matches. This wasn't even his first time where starting a match naked was mandatory, and even matches where he was allowed to wear clothes, (not that he wore much in the ring, to be fair) he ended up naked and unconscious on the mat regardless. This was his tenth match in the league, and all of them, in fact, had ended with him defeated, naked, and unconscious, so really, being nude wasn't an issue anymore for him, especially in a private match where there was no crowd to catcall and insult him repeatedly like normally happened in these matches.

No, what made the 18 year old blue haired rookie feel awkward and nervous was the incredibly familiar feeling of bedroom itself as he looked around it, making sure it was nice and clean for the events ahead. It was a decorated room, not one of the usual empty dorms that rarely had any decorations outside of the furniture. No, here, there were posters on the wall of famous anime shows like Sonic X, Inuyasha, Cowboy Bebop, Dragonball, and My Hero Academia, as well as band posters of bands and groups like The Moody Blues, Rush, and K-pop stars BTS. There was a dresser, a desk with writing utensils, a journal, and an open scrapbook, showing pictures of various matches Rai had been in such far in his career. On top of the dresser was a decent sized modern television, with a PS4 plugged into it. Near the closet was a black bookcase, several of its shelves filled with books, dvds, and games on disk, as if someone who had only just started having access to money had gone on a spree. In the corner was a stand, and on that stand was a small open guitar case, containing a small ukulele, which Rai had dubbed "The Twink-ulele", and considered his most prized possession, having been gifted it as a child and spent years teaching himself how to play it by watching youtube tutorials.

Yes, this dorm bedroom was very very familiar to young Rai... because this was HIS bedroom.

He sighed, looking up at the camera's that had been screwed in at the top of all the corners of the room, so there was plenty of view from multiple angles of the match that was soon to occur, and groaned while shaking his blue haired head. One thing Rai had learned very early in his LAW career was that management absolutely LOVED to screw the young lad over and put him in intentionally embarrassing and humiliating situations, to entertain the bloodthirsty crowd, no matter how embarrassing Rai found it.

As a result, the league had called him the day before to inform him that, since he was staying in their free dorms meant for wrestlers who, like him, didn't make much money per match, they had the right to do what they wanted with it, and had decided that his match would take place in his own bedroom, of all places!

Luckily, he had cleaned the entire place after getting the call, so the place was quite tidy, but still, he'd yet to have a single guest in his dorm in his entire time here, and now his first one was going to be a man, who was coming to sexfight him!

... His life was utterly crazy, wasn't it?

While double checking everything to make sure it was in place, Rai heard a knock at the dorm rooms front door, and took a deep breath before heading out of the room, going through the small hallway and living area of the dorm, and grabbed the handle, opening the door to see his opponent... who was, Rai immediately noticed, much taller than him, much more muscular than him, and one of the most goddamn beautiful men he'd ever seen.

Rai's jaw dropped, and he stammered a few times, looking the mans body up and down, before finally shaking his head and opening the door to let the man in.

"H-Hi! I'm uh... I'm R-Rai, Rai Kamiya. Are uh...Are you here for the match today?" he asked, blushing at the older and taller mans beauty!

(Rai's look and body type)

Spoiler

[TheLoneWanderer]

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Fei ran his knuckles against the door three times, rapidly to get the situation going faster. Fei wasn't left waiting for even a minute until the door was ripped open to reveal his opponent. 'Rai' according to the man's pre-fight briefing, and a public profile that was not covered in black bars or omitted information. Quite the small one, he mused to himself as his gaze centered onto Rai's stammering face. Fei's mouth curled into a warm, closed lipped grin. He leaned his forearm on the doorframe, leaning across the entrance as he rested his weight on his feet.

"Yes---Rai. You're quite the small one, hm. I surprised they matched us up!"

Fei greeted. He raised his left hand, copying the move from his debut match, in order to ruffle the blue hair around in a circle using his palm. At the same time, he slowly sauntered in to assert himself within Rai's space whilst allowing the boy more time to take his opponent in. This move, if Rai did not naturally move back, would bring him closer to the man's valley of a chest. But now that he had gotten past the door, Fei took this opportunity to look around. Various media coated the walls, contrasting the barren dorm Fei barely used compared to his own personal apartment. Aw, he had been matched with a nerd. Not that Fei had any leg to stand on there, given his pastimes. The blonde rolled his shoulders in a circle before slipping off to the right to make his way past Rai and to the bed.

Fei's callipygian behind smushed into the cushioning of said bed, as the gaze upstairs took in much of the visual stimulation. His palms sat on the blanket, with the fingers digging into the fabric. It was much like a masculine, perhaps, schoolgirl's evaluation of her date. So far, even if he only admired Rai as handsome, Fei gave him passing points thus far.

His grin changed to that of a mischievous Grinch-worthy expression. His face had been stretched out, and the skin compressed oh so tightly. He finally gestured towards the My Hero Academia poster on the wall, pointing an accusing finger at the green-haired high schooler at the forefront of said promotion.

"I hope you have more of a spine than Iz-u-ku does. Now, come here Rai, I do not bite...unless you lack restraint."

Fei punctuated each syllable of the main character's name, in much the same way a love interest would. Really, he wanted to ease Rai into this by making him fluster or chuckle. For his attire, it was the usual, save for the shirt he was currently busy folding upward with his thumbs to peel it off his body through lifting it out of his arms. The pants had not been touched, however, with Fei feeling that Rai would need to work for it if he wanted him completely bare regardless of the rules. He had not wished to make the trek here naked either, unlike Rai underneath that plush bathrobe. Fei finally gripped the heel of his slip-on shoes with his feet in a sequence, kicking them off so that he could push them next to each other and even the playing field between the two despite the considerable gap already. Still, it remained to be seen from Fei's perspective whether Rai was some underground guru of grapples or somewhere far beneath that ranking.