Hardstyle Hentai Match
To win combatants must pin/submit their opponent AND make them orgasm
Something Sylar really appreciated about LAW was their willingness to do intergender matches. Some people in the business might look down on intergender wrestling but he wasn’t one of them. He would meet anyone who was willing to step into the ring with him, man or woman. And if whoever stepped into the ring with him happened to be a beautiful woman? Well that was just the icing on the cake.
One such woman was his opponent tonight. Tonight he was up against a woman who went by the name, “Crimson Spring”. She had a been in LAW for a while now and in that time she had proven herself to be more than just a pretty face. She was a skilled wrestler and a skilled lover, both of which were going to come into play in this match. Sylar couldn’t ask for a better opponent.
The sound of his theme song coming on to the arena speakers was his cue to get started. He came out onto the stage, soaking up the roar of the crowd as he did so. Cool and confident, he walked down the ramp to make his way to the ring. Sylar stepped through the ropes and posed in one of the corners before turning his attention back to the stage where his opponent would emerge from. Spoiler
Another day, another hentai match against a male wrestler. At this point, Haruka was convinced that her dad had been resurrected long ago by a government owned secret lab, and is currently running LAW as of now. But the money was good. At least she's not getting beaten and bruised after every single match. She couldn't have been more happy to be able to treat her family dinner everyday with her income.
As day goes on in the LAW facility, she's now used to, hell kind of numbed as well with the surroundings. She starts to witness male wrestlers being able to enter their locker rooms easily. Not that there were no supervision, but rather these heels were always making trouble and horny 24/7 for some reason. She'd encounter toys, panties, scattered around the locker rooms like it's no ones business. But there were also those who still take this business seriously, like the veterans. At least she could get a good shower and change into her gear without any nuisance, as long as she didn't trigger anyone's bad side in the facility
After a few shows have ended, it's time for her match, as the management called her after her opponent's entrance was done. Preparing for her entrance, the assistant workers, and her entrance assistance would give her the cue. She takes a deep breath, before the two assistants escorts her with the preparation of the entrance. She then enters her prop. Which is a coffin.
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最後の記憶、暗闇の中〜
(Those final memories, in the darkness.)
目を凝らした、視界に〜
(I strained my eyes in the line of sight.)
冷たく臥せる、母の躯と〜
(Cold as it lays, mother's corpse)
咽せるほどの、血の匂い〜
(Scents of blood, so strong it could choke)
The whole arena went from a bright view into a blood red and menacing environment, as the crimson fighter's entrance cues in while red mists starts to form, covering the backstage entrance until the ramps, making the crowd pops and screams in excitement, curious about what will unfold a few seconds later. The fog hides whatever that was happening inside of it, as the female singer sings about memories, darkness, cold corpse and blood.
[0:40] 悪夢の中で、誰が問う〜
(An unknown query, in my nightmares.)
「後悔はあるか」と〜
("Do you have any regrets?")
頭の中の、声が喚ぶ〜
(The voices calls, in my head)
刑戮を、果たせと……
("Carry out, their punishments.")
While the singer talks about how revenge unfolds in someone's mind, two shadowy figure reveals itself from the dense fog. Both of them carries a coffin, walking slowly with the contents unknown.
[1:05]
While the singer screams her last words, the two unknown shadows lightly puts down the coffin, before they dance into the menacing red mists, continued with a sound of a click and thud, indicating the coffin is open, but still blurry as the dense fog covered its secret.
[1:18]
The fog finally clears, along with the lights turning bright once again, though partially red along her entrance video. The ramp reveals an open coffin, with Crimson Spring standing right on top of it.
"And her opponent...fighting out of Osaka, Japan, standing at 5'6 and weighing 121 lbs...With a piercing golden gaze and crimson locks, she DEFIES HER PAST and DEFINES HER FUTURE...Treading a path fit for the bold...THE CRIMSON SPRING...HARUKA MIYAZAKI!!!"
She slowly steps out of the coffin, as the crowd pops loudly and roars in pure excitement and happiness internally. She looks around the arena, while her ears listened closely to the cheering and the chanting.
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[1:29]
She eventually charges to the ring, running along the ramp hastily. She enters the ring through sliding under the lowest rope, and climbs on the turnbuckles, doing flips around the ring as she moves from a corner to another, raising her arm or poses for the crowd while climbing it.
After her entrance has ended, she'd take this opportunity to greet her opponent in the middle of the ring, naturally offering a handshake, whether they'd accept it or not.
"It's good to meet you in the ring, Sylar. Hope we can have a memorable match!"
Sylar watched his opponent his opponent come down to the ring with great interest. It had been quite the elaborate entrance. It was a bit more somber than he expected though, especially with the coffin. It created a noticeable contrast with her appearance, particularly her bright red outfit and her hair.
Once Crimson Spring got into the ring and Sylar was able to get a closer look at her, he noted that she was even prettier in person. She seemed courteous enough when she approached him in the center of the ring and extended her hand.
“Likewise Ms. Spring. Let’s give these people a show they won’t soon forget!” Sylar smiled as he accepted the handshake. After which the two competitors would step back to their respective corners as the referee went over the rules. Once their explanation was complete, the bell would ring and the match would start. Sylar began by approaching the redhead with his arms raised, throwing out the challenge to lockup with him.
As a first impression, Sylar looks like someone who is a professional in his field, rather than just another gimmicky male wrestler wanting to appeal to the crowd. He has the respective build as well, and a good attitude, as proven from his interaction with her during the handshake. She'd expect this match to go wild for sure due to the usual erotic stipulations, but she'd also expect that her opponent would also see this match as a competition just like her, rather than wanting the opportunity to fuck girls, or so what she thought.
Separating away, the bell would ring, signifying the start of the match, right after they were briefed with the rules, which was of course, a standard match with "getting people's hands in her swimsuit" allowed. She'd circle the ring, trying to be careful to not repeat the mistake just like her debut match. While her opponent would offer the challenge to lockup with his arms raised, she'd then step closer and closer, her arms reaching out for his neck and shoulders to initiate a collar and elbow tie up.
A lesser man in Sylar’s position probably would’ve jumped straight to sex against an opponent like Crimson Spring. Sylar prided himself on having more self-control than that. Because while he did want to bang the beautiful redhead, he didn’t feel the need to rush it since sex was already an inevitable component of the match. So he would start off with some actual wrestling and see where things would go from there.
Crimson Spring met him in the middle of the ring and the two of them placed their hands on each other’s necks and biceps to initiate the collar and elbow tie up. Sylar pushed her arm out so he could transition into a wrist lock. Twisting his opponent’s arm and wrist, Sylar then sent the redhead towards the ropes with an Irish Whip. Once she came back on the rebound he would attempt to knock her down with a drop kick.
