How to Tame Your Catboy (Alix Jacques vs Lynx Felyne)

[DSX93]

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Match Type: Candlelight Bliss (with a Sexual Submission stipulation)
Victory Conditions: Securing the opponent's submission via Hentai maneuvers.
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Alix Jacques

(Imagine that there's no undershirt.)

The arena had already been darkened in preparation for the coming contest, with a constant orange lighting focused on the customized ring that provided the perfect amount of illumination: Enough to simulate candles lit to brighten the night without overtaking the colors of the ring.

Owing to it being that of passion, red was the prominent color. The silk sheet that made up its canvas, the turnbuckle, and half the pillows that were scattered about it. Black was the other, making up the other half of the aforementioned pillows, the ropes, and the turnbuckle padding. The cushioning underneath the sheet as well, but that wasn't meant to be seen.

The ring -- the Bed Ring, as Alix calls it -- was smaller than normal. Its lesser width would keep the competitors in close proximity always, and its height required them to kneel. A test run for the one she finally approved had the top rope being just above her hips while standing, and just below shoulder level in her intended position.

The former porn star and erotic wrestling veteran had looked into her opponent for tonight. This wasn't an After Dark recording, but she would still get to enjoy the benefits of running her own show (which had also been making a nice profit): She had a clause in her contract that allowed her to choose who she faces for any specialty matches that she conceptualizes. The Candlelight Bliss match was one such concept, and so far, it was her proudest. She'd come up with the ring's schematics and thought of the lighting for the arena without any LAW involvement. This was truly her match, and all LAW had to do was get the ring set up and press a few buttons for the lights.

Lynx Felyne. There wasn't a lot of information on the guy. He's an American who came to Japan to delve into cosplay, taking up a cat-themed femboy persona. He's a real cutie. A new guy who's already had a few matches under his belt. She checked them out, and...seems he likes being dominated, which worked just fine for the switch. The booker who approached her and put his name forward had shared one particular detail that had been said to be of interest to those in management who'd be watching tonight:

Lynx is a virgin. And a lot of Alix's best work was done with virgins. Rai Kamiya and Aiden Bolt could certainly attest to that, along with a good portion of the rookies she eased into the Erotic Combat Club. It seems that she was being delegated to the task of welcoming them to the sexual side of LAW, which, again, worked just fine for her. Everybody deserves a good first time, and she always enjoyed making those beautiful memories with them.

A spotlight shined on the stage, but Alix didn't step out from behind the curtain immediately after

started playing through the arena speakers.

Give it ten seconds. After ten seconds, she'd walk out into the view of the captivated capacity crowd. One leg crossing in front of the other with each step, making the most of the slits on her silk and lace nightie. A fan that was off to the side would have her long, curly hair flowing just right, like she was the love interest of a movie that was made in the 90's and back. It worked wonders with her lingerie too, blowing in a way that would show the watchful eye that she wasn't wearing any underwear without actually exposing her to the world.

She stopped and struck a pose, raising her arms to the

, closing her eyes, and let that smooth opening flow through her. She brought her hands forward, gliding them over her sensuous features all the way down to her naked legs, with a camera capturing their journey for the viewers' pleasure.

Open her eyes at around thirty seconds. Slowly, to match Chante Moore's mesmerizing vocals. And then Alix finally started towards the ring.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your main event for the evening is a Candlelight Bliss match, scheduled to be won by sexual submission! Introducing first, standing at five feet and six inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and thirty-eight pounds, from New York, New York...! Aliiiiix Jaques!"

With bedroom eyes that were burning through screens all around the world, Alix extended her pointer finger and made a come hither motion to the camera man in front of her. When he answered her silent call, she laid her hands on either side of the lens, planted a kiss on it, and brought her hands together in the shape of the ruby heart that sat on her choker. And then, smiling that bright, pearly white smile that she's known for, she would say to the viewers at home..."Love you!"

Upon reaching the ring, she crawled underneath the bottom rope, still managing to keep the goods out of view on the way to the opposite side, where she'd sit rather than kneel. At a

, with a hand propping her up. Legs to the side, one overlapping the other with both bent back at the knees, showing off her curves nicely. Curls swept behind her shoulders to keep none of what her nightie was meant to show off hidden, her other hand sat atop her hip. Her lovely face was adorned with a sultry grin that would act as the cherry on top of the fine sight that awaited Lynx.

[Warkitten99]

Lynx was not known for being good at googling, or researching anything as a matter of fact. If he had known, he would have never accepted the "Candlelight Bliss Match". As a matter of fact, Lynx's virginity was special to him, and he wanted to save it for a special girl in his life, one he hasn't met yet. So when Lynx had finally gotten a copy of the rules of the match, long after agreeing to it, he was stunned. Trembling, he put the paper down. Lynx would come up with a plan. Easy, just make her cum without fucking her. That can't be too hard.

Except, he's never been intimate with a woman before! He had no clue how a vagina worked! Oh no. Lynx paced back and forth, in his adorable catboy attire, thinking. "Can't back out now..." He said to himself.

Spoiler

Lynx would be basically nudged out the gorilla position by staff, having frozen up with nervousness like a boy on his first date. Which this match basically was. He'd stumble out into the arena, he'd lock eyes with the ring. The adorable rhythmic "Meow meow meow" of his entrance music played as he walked down the ramp, trying his best to keep himself cool. The cosplayer bit his lip as he made his way to the miniature ring, trying to take his mind off the situation. He tried to think about his plan for this match...then realized he never had one.

Lynx would reach the ring, never having looked at Alix properly yet. He had taken small glances but immediately turned his eyes away. Lynx was arguably scared of pretty women. They intimidated him and arguably had power over him. He'd awkwardly climb into the ring and went to his corner, then perched like a cat, true to his persona.

And finally looked at Alix. Lynx would let out a sound of shock and breathlessness as he laid eyes on her, his eyes frantically exploring every curve and curl of her. Her sexy figure, her scandalous outfit, her beautiful face, every inch of her just took his breath away, literally. He'd find himself staring at her thighs. Those thighs...he always liked thighs...

Slowly, Lynx's eyes trailed up her curvy body, exploring and undressing every inch, until he reached her face. He made eye contact with her, and froze. She was looking right at him. He felt his manhood twitch with delight, his body betraying his mind.

"Y-you know...I really shouldn't be here...it's uhhh...past my bedtime, nya?" Lynx began to slowly move to exit the ring, to flee, run home, and never come back.

[DSX93]

Lynx was certainly getting into the cat theme. From the name, to the look, even down to the music. Lots of bells and cat's meows. Is he into pet play too?

There were the nerves, present with that first stumble into view. Lynx never looked the audience's way. No hello, no "nya" or meows. He hadn't even looked at her -- really looked at her -- until he settled into place in his corner. His mind was flooded with the possibilities, both positive and increasingly negative; this was a lot to walk into. He'd been trained, but as far as she knew, he had no in-ring experience prior to LAW, the single largest promotion out there. In front of millions upon millions, he'd be going up against the very best the world has to offer.

Maybe she should have tried to have this match moved to After Dark instead. She knew that it would only do so much to ease the pressure he's feeling, but it would've been something. Fewer eyes on whatever tonight's events may be. A smaller venue. Maybe it could've been a true one-on-one. Just the two of them, cameras aside. A dip of the toes, rather than a toss into the deep end.

But then again, this was one reason why she continued to compete on the regular shows. It's a sad, ugly reality to face, but it was reality nonetheless: There was no shortage of predatorial types that more uncaring bookers could've fed this guy to, had they been put in charge of arranging tonight's card. There's a sizeable audience for that sort of treatment, and this is a business.

But fortunately for them both, saner heads prevailed this week.

Alix followed the catboy's eyes when he finally saw her, playing herself up for him and taking notes of where they lingered the longest. Using the arm she wasn't using to keep herself upright to push up her already delectable buxom, taking a breast into her hand and imagining it was his. An image that had her biting her lip. Gliding her fingers from her thigh to her hip, giving the latter a good smack to produce some enticing jiggle. Twirling a curl around her pointer finger when he came around to her face, fixing a deep, unflinching gaze that would disabuse him of any notions he might have of being left out in the cold tonight.

A fast-growing bulge would show that his body knew what was up. It was now a matter of getting his conscious mind up to speed. Showing those doubts and worries the door. They were already on the way; he was moving way too slowly when he turned to leave. Getting on all fours, presenting a mouthwatering view down her nightie that was fully intended to be hypnotizing with every movement, Alix crawled across the bed ring's limited space and threw her arms around him, draping her voluptuous body over his. She held him tight, making it a point to press those soft, silk-covered mounds into his back.

"Be a sweetheart and keep a lonely girl some company? I don't like sleeping alone."

[Warkitten99]

Lynx was fully out of his element, and he felt it. To Lynx, he was neckdeep in the worst possible environment an awkward nerdy cosplayer like him could be in. Stuck between a set of ropes, required to either lose his virginity, or be so skilled he can make his opponent sexually submit to him without having to give up his virginity. But she was pretty...BUT THEY JUST MET! Lynx's mind was racing, and time felt like it was in slow motion as he moved to get out of the ring.

Lynx couldn't take his eyes off of her, she was a hypnotic goddess of sex and knew exactly how to show him just enough to keep him enthralled. His eyes lingered, and then he blushed and returned to her face, only for his eyes to linger again. Slowly, he moved to escape the ring while never taking his eyes off her, but not out of defense, rather out of interest. She was getting closer to him faster than it felt like he could move.

When his first foot left the ring, her embrace fell upon him. It was less of an attack, and move of a big snuggle! But Lynx had never snuggled a woman before, not like this. He froze in place, her body similar size to him which effectively anchored him. The boy was basically dragged down onto his belly by her, laying flat on his stomach as she lay across his back, full embrace. He felt her warm, soft tits pressed into his back, and he shivered.

"O-oh ma'am..nya? We just met...is this wrestling? Aren't you...supposed to pin me or something?" Lynx said with awkward stutters, taking his time to think through his words so he doesn't say the right thing. He was bucking his hips slightly to try to wiggle her off, but all that meant was he was driving his cute perky catboy butt into her hips.

[DSX93]

Oh, he was super new to this. All the more reason to give him her A game. "Hentai wrestling works just a liiittle bit differently, sweetie. When I pin you down, kinda like I'm doing right now, that's where the real fun starts." She'd let out a little gasp when he made those slight movements to try to upset her balance. Backing it up was all he was doing, really. "Ooh!" And those buns, up against her pantyless self? Yes, please!

She giggled and continued, "There you go. You're getting it!" And then she snuggled up even closer to him before, coming cheek to cheek. And pussy lips to butt cheeks; those booty shorts were effectively a second skin. The ebony beauty closed her eyes and rolled her hips slowly, grinding her nethers along his curves and taking full advantage of the fact that orgasms alone weren't going to put an end to this thing. The contact would produce low, pleasured humming. "You've got a great butt in those shorts. Mmm..." Music to the ears, many would say.

[Warkitten99]

Lynx would be weakly bucking his hips, gently trying to get Alix off of him without causing too much of a fuss. Well...maybe he liked having her there. She was warm, and smelled nice. And pretty. "Oh-fun!?" Lynx let out in surprise. Wrestling was a challenge, a test of wills, a display of prowess! Fun!?

"M-ma'am...I don't know what Hentai means..." Lynx awkwardly admits, still trying to buck her off with his little subtle movements. She pressed down on him, cheek meeting cheek, and Lynx's face went hot pink. He shifted uncomfortably as her body rolled against his in such intimate ways, feeling the stiffening excitements in his just too tight booty shorts.

Lynx would, as if told an order by her, nod his head. "Y-yes ma'am...I get told that a lot... about my butt" The catboy said, his body betraying him more and more every second, giving in to her slow, intimate, loving ways. At this point, he was done struggling to buck her off, and was now trying to roll over and face her.

[DSX93]

Oh? He really doesn't know what Hentai matches are? No one had told him what he was getting into, in such delicate circumstances?

That made Alix all the more glad that she'd been chosen for this. Did Takai have a hand in that? He possessed a wonderful combination of pull and care for new talent.

She would look into that later. The important thing right now was that Lynx was getting into this. Their cuddly contact made it easy to pick up on him literally warming to the match type. The tension in his body was leaving him, bit by bit. The same with his mind. Bit by bit until...

His movements underneath her weren't hurried or forceful. He didn't want to leave his position beneath her. She elevated herself above him, granting him the space to turn around before resuming her mount with a purr as his clothed manhood prodded at her entrance. She'd seize his wrists and pin them above his head, leaning in until her chest squished into his and their faces were mere inches apart. Oh yeah, much better.

"Hentai is about getting nice and cozy, just like we are now." Alix would lean in even closer now, resisting the urge to plant her lips against his right then and there in favor of a rubbing the tip of her nose against his, like the Eskimos. Lynx would be treated to an up close view of beautiful smile. Wide, bright as the sun and as warm as its rays. And a most adorable giggle as she observed his blushing face. "You're cute." She just had to say it.

"Intimacy." Still avoiding his lips, she would kiss his rosy cheeks. "Experimenting." His neck. All the way across. "Finding those buttons that light that a fire inside of your opponent." Her lips continued to pepper his skin on the way up to his ear, and with a breathy whisper, she'd continue. "Making them feel ways unbelievable..." Flicking the lobe of his ear with her tongue before moving to the other. "Taking them to the peak of unwithstandable..."

She hadn't seen anything in his content that suggested it, but she's been surprised before. Would Lynx get that

? "Then pushing them right over the edge." She'd take this lobe in between her teeth. A playful nibble. Her hands slowly made their way to his, looking to interlock their fingers. After one more kiss to his slender neck, Alix would hover her face above his with a smoldering gaze that held the promise of everything she just described.

"Doesn't that sound like fun?"