Akira had herself a pretty fun day. While her match wasn't the struggle she wanted, she did have a pretty good time fucking him. So after knocking his cute butt out, the kaiju left with him over her shoulder. She got a lot of looks on the way out considering both she and him were naked but she didn't care much. Her manager cared a lot, though, as she was Akira's ride home. Her promoters home that is...since she lived with her. Normally she would've given Akira a long speech about wearing clothes or bringing men/women home with her. However, she was dead silent this time...and even the usually dense kaiju could tell she was mad.
"...You mad?" the blonde woman started to ask, only for her manager to shout no. Sadly, she was still dense enough to believe the woman after being told so...So once they were home, Akira would carry Tokie over to her mattress in the corner of the apartment and dump his naked body on it.
"Hey...Wake up." Akira would say as she nudged his face with her foot. Her manager was fuming as she sat on the couch...apparently waiting for the kaiju to ask before having sex with a man in her place. Although Akira would never think to ask that...