Blue Thunder Mask Vs Haruka Tatsumi - A Matter of Masks and Pride!

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Finally! It felt good to land a hit on her, even if it was a simple sweep with his leg. Success was success, even if it was small, right? And now he would look to capitalise on her vulnerable state, the girl falling onto her back as Blue Thunder Mask soared backwards through the air, an impressive display of his acrobatic skills as the masked male flew down towards his target, Haruka's exposed knees...!

...Knees?

"Uh oh."

His gut crashed down onto Haruka's raised knees, stabbing into his lungs as wind exploded out of his mouth. "Hrrkk!!" The youth's limbs fell slack as the brunette beauty shoved him off herself, rising on all fours and then to her feet as he rolled onto his side, clutching his wounded gut which felt like it was aflame with agony right now. "Haa...haaa...n-not so slow yourself..." He managed to commend her. Though it hurt like hell, he had to give her props for being so swift to react and counter like that. He shifted his palms to the canvas...good, that's a start...then his knees...now he's rising...!

"Brains and brawns. I'm the total package." He smirked at her with a wink, though pink rose across his face to clash with his blue mask at her next remark. "I-I am NOT a pervert, okay?!" Blue Thunder Mask raised his voice, determined not to let her or the crowd get a bad opinion of him. Though he had to admit, when she giggled like that...it made butterflies flutter in his stomach-focus, idiot!!

He's back on his feet now. She's resting leisurely on those ropes, like a queen on her throne. It makes her look so empowering, and he almost gives pause. But then he's coming back towards her, rolling his arms and holding them at the ready. Making her think he's going for another grapple lock up. But the minute she moved to engage, the masked boy would duck down low and interlock his arms around her waist, looking to apply a mighty bearhug! It'd be interesting to see if she would anticipate his gambit however...and if she did, how painful it would be for him too.

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Haruka laughed softly at Blue Thunder Mask's retort. She certainly doesn't look condescending in her teasing. It was purely a playful poke, as shown as her honest smile and how light hearted her laugh was. She walked away from the ropes as he gets onto his feet. Walking along the ropes, circling around the ring to watch what he's about to do...

And seeing how he readied his arms for another grapple, Haruka hops slightly before darting towards the boy. Intending to answer the invite by raising her arm up to grab him onto his shoulders. But she didn't expect his next move after... Having her waist wrapped tightly by his arms. She were already trapped in his hold at this point. She would then arc her back as he squeezed her tightly and lifted her up in the bearhug hold!

"Ghhhkkk--aaa..." She gasped out as the air got squeezed out of her lungs. Her arms fell down weakly. "Hhhh--- Tight..." She let out as she weakly tried to wiggle out of the hold, her lower body grinding around weakly... She lets out a weak huff. Leaning her head back slightly, Blue Thunder Mask would see her breasts pressing against his chest. Seemingly inviting him to do perverse thing to it, but will he be able to resist it? She doesn't seem to be fighting out of the hold, there might be a possibilty that she's playing possum... But that grip from him is really tight and painful on her.

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Ha! She completely misread his movement and fell right into his awaiting arms! Once he made sure he'd gotten her locked in, Blue Thunder Mask would let out a shout as he hoisted the masked beauty off the canvas, his arms squeezing tightly around his midsection. She was gasping in agony, her arms falling to the side...he almost fell sorry for her, the way Haruka squirmed in futile hope that she might break free. But he still has a match to win, and he prides himself on his bearhugs a lot! If she couldn't escape, her only option was to either tap or pass out. Easing up ever so slightly, the masked male would constrict his arms even tighter to apply further pressure in the centre of the ring, making sure she had no place to go! "Give up! You know you can't get out of this-"

And then he felt something brushed against his chest. He glanced down. And noticed the extremely close proximity of that incredible cleavage of hers...on full display. His focused expression melts in the heat rising over his face, jaw dropping almost shamelessly. The way her outfit popped as he hugged her, complimenting every curve and feature of her body...how could he not be captivated? He just had to take a closer look. Yes, closer than he already was. Face inching towards her bosom, looking like a child in a candy store. His throat, his lips felt very dry at that point. Maybe he could sneak in a brief nuzzle...it wasn't rude, surely...?

"W-Whoa...are t-those...G cup?" The question would no doubt catch Haruka off guard. But maybe she'd also realise that Blue Thunder Mask's grip on her had grown slack, as if he'd forgotten he was trying to squeeze her into defeat just seconds before...

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Haruka weakly hangs in the air. With the masked boy hugging her tightly... So tight that even if she tries to wiggle herself out, she won't budge from that position at all. She gasped in and out as if trying to get as much air into her. Though whether she realized this or not, she let out a soft painful moan as the boy could see her cleavage up close. She slowly felt his grip is weakening...

His breath tickled her cleavage as his face gets closer and closer towards her bosom. She felt weak and unable to fight it out despite the situation... And then... As he asked that question. Something sparked inside her, widening her eyes as her cheeks flushed red before she glance towards the masked boy. Seeing his face is close to mushing onto her breasts. She took a deep breath as she closes her eyes.

"PERVERT!!!" She yelled out as she raised her hand up and swings it right onto his cheek! Slapping him with such force that it took him by surprise that he'd let go of the hold. She quickly steps away from him while covering her cleavage from him. "Hhhh--- Geez... You're such a jerk, trying to take advantage of a weakened girl in front of you..." She complained out, looking very bothered about his action earlier.

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The longer the masked boy stared, the closer his face came to smothering itself with Haruka's breasts. He almost isn't aware that he even asked her a question. The tip of his nose is inches from touching her chest...just a bit more...a little more-

Haruka shrieked, loud enough for her cry to echo around the entire arena. Her hand sliced through the air like a knife...and with strong force, she slapped her palm right into Blue Thunder Mask's cheek! "OOFF!!" On reaction, his arms fell away from her waist to release her, the boy stumbling as he used his left palm to stop himself from hitting the canvas completely. Now he was crouching down, his cheek turning a harsh red from Haruka's slap while the rest of his face was still tinged pink. He glanced up, seeing her covering her chest as she huffed her annoyance out.

"I-I-I AM NOT!!!" He shouted back, keen to defend himself before the crowd started booing him down for his behaviour. "I would never...you're the jerk here, treating me like some kind of creep!" Okay, probably not the best words to use here. But he knew exactly what he was guilty of. If he had actually succeeded, he definitely wouldn't have had a leg to stand on. He pushes himself back up and advances on her, the boy deciding there and then on his next tactic. "Get ready - this time I'm not gonna let you go!" The masked male had his arms outstretched, intending to hoist her up for another bearhug...but would the same trick work twice?

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Haruka couldn't believe the word that come out from the masked boy. "What!? You're already close to do it! I'm justified to treat you that way!" She retorted, the back and forth interaction between her and Blue Thunder Mask certainly looked something that comes out from a weird RomCom. Between the booings from his behaviour there was also laughters from how the two argues with each other. "No don't laugh at this! This is serious!!" Haruka turned to face the crowd after hearing the laughter.

Though her complains were to no avail, she quickly turned back to focus onto the masked boy once again. As she watches that he got the same stance at the ready. She made a run towards him, seemingly going to fell for the same trick. But as she got close, Haruka quickly drops down into a split. Dodging the attempt by going under, and quickly looks up before she thrusts her right fist straight into the masked boy's abdomen with quite the force!

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"Damn right it's serious! I'm not having you treat me like some kind of pervert!" Blue Thunder Mask fired back at her. The atmosphere in the arena had quickly shifted to an odd one at that. People weren't sure if this was a wrestling or some kind of romcom anime. Well, the masked male would remind them of what they'd come here to see tonight, after he had finished squeezing Haruka out into defeat with another painful bearhug!

Of course, he was a bit too flustered at that moment to think logically about this. So he naively went to grab at her...but instead, Haruka ducked before he could lock his arms back around her! Thrown by the bizarre tactic, he gazed down at her, seeing her legs perform an impressive split like a gymnast would. He had no idea she was so flexible...his mind raced with the possibility of this new development.

Of course, his brain stopped working the second she slammed her knuckles right into his exposed gut. "Aaagh!!" The boy feels the wind explode from his lungs, bursting from his lips as he gasps. His breathing drops to a slow, ragged pace as his jaw dropped and hanged open. As heavy as his body felt right now. He balanced awkwardly over Haruka's fist, which was the only thing keeping him propped up as he slumped forward. He was literally putty within her 'hand' in that moment, so to speak.

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Haruka kept her fist planted on his gut as she watches him hunched down. Falling but her arm kept him up. She then pushes him off with her other hand as she gets up a bit. Glancing towards the ref who is giving her an earful signalling that closed fist strike is not fine. Though she just ignored the ref and takes her attention back to the masked boy. Who is currently lying down on the canvas...

"Time to get you unmasked then..." Haruka said before turning him to face up. She then lays her thighs onto his cheeks. Crossing her legs together to trap him into the headscissor hold! On top of that, she also have her hands on his mask as she tries to yank his mask off his face. Though it might be hard for her to actually do that. "Come on now... Dangit, why are you wearing it so tight!?" She complained as she kept the headscissor hold and continuing her struggle in yanking that mask off.

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Her fist buries into his gut, as his stomach tenses, but ultimately caves to her knuckles. His breathing harsh and heavy, she brushes him off her fist to send him down to the canvas, where he can only groan face down. The referee attempts to lecture her for her tactic, but neither wrestler hears him. Albeit for different reasons. He's too winded to process anything else happening right now.

Haruka turns him over, forcing him to gaze up at the sky lights above. He feels smooth flesh slide down his cheeks, her thighs against his reddening face. Her legs lock together to imprison him within a headscissor submission! "Gghhh!" His skull being crushed between her thighs, Blue Thunder Mask grits his teeth as the girl seizes his mask to try and yank it off his face! Of course, that was the deciding factor here. It didn't matter how hard you hit your opponent, how long you pinned them for, if they weren't unmasked! And she was trying to peel his off for that decisive win!

"Ouch! T-That hurts!" He manages to shout up at her as his eyes bulge under the mask from the headscissor submission. "It's tight so people can't yank it off! Like you're trying to do right now!" Still, it's not like it was impossible to remove. If he stayed here too long, she'd no doubt succeed in tearing it off and steal the victory from him. Especially if he passed out in her thighs and offered no resistance! He had to get out of this...somehow...someway...only one thing for it!

As he squirmed, the masked male would try to plant his heels on the mat, giving him a foundation to try and stand upon. He'd lock his hands onto Haruka's thighs as he began to exert all of the strength in his legs and arms, attempting to stand back up. If he managed that, he'd have the girl sitting on his shoulders. And if she wasn't quick to retaliate, Blue Thunder Mask would look to drop backwards with a yell, slamming her through the air and down onto the mat for an Electric Chair Suplex!