If Tsubasa was being honest with himself, he was a little worried about going into a match like this. He knew hentai matches were a thing, and that as a LAW wrestler he'd be put in them from time to time, but now that he was just moments away from facing off in a match with his body and pride on the line he couldn't help but shudder a little. The idea of using both martial and sexual prowess in a fight felt alien. The concept made sense, but putting it into practice was... another matter. He had watched a few hentai matches for reference and... well, his body could only take so much of seeing others forcing themselves down on each other before he needed a break. Okay... I can do this.
With that thought in mind, his music kicked on and he was out on stage. Spoiler
In his usual sleeveless kimono, cloak, and white hakama shorts, Tsubasa was greeted to cheers and whistles from the crowd as the spotlight shined on him. He forced out a sheepish smile, making his way down the ramp with balanced steps on his geta sandals, simply offering the audience around him a pleasant smile. Theatrics... were still a bit out of his field, but the crowd was happy seeing him nonetheless.
Once he was at the edge of the ring he hopped out of his sandals and onto the mat proper, taking another slow breath before settling into his corner and anxiously waiting for his opponent. This would be a match to remember. One way or another.
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Mmhh.. Mmm.. Aahh.. Why it's so noisy.. Mmh? あ、しまった！I'm late for the match!
Recently, Haruka had been signed into a mixed division as well. She was quite interested in having matches with another male wrestlers for sure. It's been a while since she had done that. Wait, a while? Freakin 7 years ago, that isn't awhile! Anyways, she was quite sure that her debut into the mixed division would be a thrilling experience for her surely. So would her first match against a male would be another standard match? No, of course it would be a Hentai match. Even though she grew up watching televised matches of LAW, she had never thought of the existence of this match type. Now it's all coming back together.... Freakin perverts.
Though as of now, she's rushing to the facility and she have exactly an hour to prepare for the match. After she had arrived, she quickly took a refreshing shower and prepared herself with a lot of fragrant soaps and shampoos that would smell pleasant for the sake of her opponent. After she had done showering, she ponders on what to wear for the match.
If I remembered last night, all of those wrestlers that I watched wore such skimpy outfits for these types of matches.. Should I do the same.... Aaaah! Forget about it! I'm wearing my original outfit!
She gets dressed into her symbolic red swimsuit and a set of protective gears and ties her hair up. Soon one of the LAW employee would notice her about the match, that would start soon. By the time she had done dressing up, her opponent has already done his entrance. She nods towards the employee and goes into the casket, supported by her two assistants.
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The arena turns bright red as the mist starts to spread through the whole arena
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, knowing 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.
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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. She looks around the arena, while her ears listened closely to the cheering and the chanting.
Revelation
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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 she had done with her entrance, it's time for both of them to face off in the center of the ring. Haruka extends both her hands, requesting a handshake from her opponent with a sweet smile!
Hello! It's really nice to meet you! I hope we can both do our best in this match!
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Just as Tsubasa's nerves finally started to settle down the ring started to slowly phase into a hazy red, and a nearly ominous piano started to sound throughout the stadium with equally chilling lyrics. But despite the tone of the scene the crowd seemed to be growing more and more excited. Tsubasa watched with wide, curious eyes, listening as the singer's tone grew more and more intense, the instruments swelling and coffin finally being opened at the song's highest point.
After all the preamble, the announcement of Tsubasa's opponent finished, and out of the coffin popped out a woman in red, immediately dashing toward the ring and being greeted in a loud celebration that trumped Tsubasa's own entrance by miles. Even Tsubasa couldn't help but clap at her arrival along with the audience. Though he found it a little strange to have such an ominous start, the end result clearly paid off. It was definitely something to keep in mind for the future. Maybe the whole red-mist thing was just in vogue with the common folk nowadays? Either way the crowd seemed to like this Crimson Spring, and given her upbeat attitude as she approached, Tsubasa was starting to like her as well.
"Yes, hello! I hope the same!" He said, taking the woman's hand. "Though... I have to admit a match like this is a bit daunting. A new experience for sure..." He pulled his hand back, brushing the bang from his eye and blushing slightly before looking away. There was no getting around that fact. A kind as the two were to each other right now this match was going to end with one of them a less than savory state. The thought still had him fighting back the heat growing on his face. "R-Regardless, here's to a fair bout, Spring-han. Please don't hold anything back. Win or lose, let's both enjoy and learn from the experience." He gave a bow, then took a few short steps back and starting to settle into his stance, bouncing on the balls of his feet and keeping his hands up near his torso and face.
Haruka smiles as she listens to her opponent full enthusiasm while they were shaking hands. Even though this would be a Hentai match, she's not the same person that she was years ago. No matter what kind of match it is, sportsmanship is the main thing that she would prioritize on. Because she understands that brutality and humiliation shouldn't be repeated over and over again just for the sake of herself having bad experiences before, and she did learned a lot from that.
"I noticed that you clapped along the audience when my entrance was going on. I'm very grateful for that! Also, don't worry, everyone starts somewhere and I'll do my best to live up your first impressions!"
Along the advice of reassurance, she listens to her opponent for awhile. Soon, she steps near her opponent after pulling her hands away, trying to whisper to him.
"Also you're Japanese right? If you're just like any other normal teenage boy, You should've known about me. But if you don't, Then don't be frustrated if I didn't hold anything back okay?"
She smirks for awhile before stepping back as she gets ready for the match. The bell rings and she prepares her stance as well, Awaiting for any initiation from her opponent. While in he stance, She extends her right arm, trying to grab the crane's left hand. If her opponent would fight back, it will turn into an intense test of strength or a lockup. If he doesn't, she would try to pull his arm and throw him to a rope for a clothesline.
Tsubasa's reddened at Spring's words. She was... famous? She definitely acted confident in her renown, but Tsubasa couldn't think of time he heard of 'Crimson Spring'. He knew a few martial artists from some known dojos by name, but wrestling still a new one for him. Actually... I think I saw her in some of the hentai matches I watched outside of LAW in my research material. And that's when it hit him. Crimson Spring, a fighter from a 'Kabukicho's Battle Fuck Arena', a sex fighting ring outside of LAW that was shut down for some reason. He had some of the material from his siblings' research, but... now he started to realize the situation, and he immediately blushed further. It seemed he was sharing the ring with a veteran of the trade. "A-Ah..." He froze in his stance for a moment, eyes darting away before meeting hers again with a forced smile. "P-Please, I'm in your care, Spring-han."
The bell soon rang and both were ready. Tsubasa, now realizing just the kind of woman he was with, was hesitant to approach. He watched her carefully, his eyes focused on her movements and body as she reach out for a test of strength. Tsubasa rose an eye, inching closer without locking up. Trying to match strength with a taller opponent was a fool's errand, and he wasn't about to make a bad impression by doing something foolish. But after a few moments Spring lost patience, snatching Tsubasa up by the arm before tossing him toward the ropes.
"W-Whoa!" He practically staggered into them, unable to control his momentum or redirect himself. His body colliding into ropes, stretching them before the tension sent the Crane rebounding back against his will and right into Spring's outstretched arm.
"Offt-!"
A rather graceless sound left his mouth, and he went tumbling right onto his back with a loud thud that got a wince from the crowd, now looking up at the flashing lights in a daze.
As the pale boy realized her true identity, she couldn't help but to giggle, while the white crane turns red, just like the color of his eyes. But she knows that she shouldn't go overboard with her opponent this time, considering that she's not the same person that she was before and this is in fact his first match after all. But who knows, maybe she could help him along with gaining experience?
The battle starts between them as they try to overwhelm each other with their strengths, in which Haruka gets the upper hand and managed to overpower her opponent. She took this opportunity by pulling his left arm with her right, and using her left hand to grab his waist and push him to the ropes behind her, it seems to work and her opponent couldn't help but to run towards the rope and evade it, bouncing against it so that he could be prepared for any attacks that's coming towards his direction, but then...
*THUD*
Haruka unexpectedly charges towards her opponent that was still fresh from rebounding, crashing his face with her arms as he knocks back and fall flat on his back onto the canvas. It was a devastating blow but yet, She's worried since it's only been a few seconds after the bell rings. She mounts on her fallen opponent, straddling on his abdomen while pinning both of his wrists above his head.
Uhh.. Are you okay? Why didn't you evade? Perhaps you're too nervous?
She then lowers down towards his ear, as her breath reaches his skin.
Do you want me to show you the ropes?
Right after the question was asked, she goes back into her original pose and elaborates further.
You see, in my time, I used to wear down my opponents by brutally beating them. But someone that I'm close with taught me how to easily win this kind of matches. First, you have to make them aroused and crazy for you. How? Well, let me give you a demonstration~
She straddles and adjusts her position while mounting the crane and lowers herself, letting the pale boy enjoy being smothered by her breasts.
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The flashing lights around Tsubasa slowly fading into a clearer picture, now feeling a weight atop him and a woman staring down at him, his opponent. He tried moving his arms, but they were pressed hard against the mat, held by Spring as she got into a firmer position around his waist. "U-Uh... I..." The heat around Tsubasa's face refused to die down. Spring so close to him, on top of him, looking down with worry, pity, and even a bit of playfulness. She was... cute. Very cute, especially as she lowered her face to his level and let him see her up close.
"Do you want me to show you the ropes?"
Those words sent a shiver down Tsubasa's spine. Her warm breath against his already sensitive skin riled up the building goosebumps on his face. He bit his lip, eyes darting away from the woman. The offer sounded genuine, and no sooner did she finish offering she continued, as if instructing a lesson.
He forced himself to met Spring's eyes, face still burning red from the stimulation he already received. The explanation was sound advice, and he remembered seeing such tactics in the research material he watched. People using all sorts of sex appeal to rile and arouse their opponent. And... Tsubasa had to admit that he was already feeling his manhood twitch a little after being pinned and teased by Spring. "I-I..." He swallowed hard, forcing himself to keep a straight face and fight past his growing arousal. If Spring's goal was to arouse and rile him, then Tsubasa would do all in his power to focus and stay calm. He bit hard on his lower lip as Spring bent down, trying to twist and jerk his body to escape her incoming breasts to no avail.
"I... won't..." Tsubasa's smaller body couldn't resist her strength, but he could at least at least try to hold back his arousal. With a quick breath he readied himself, feeling Spring's sizeable breast cover his face. He gritted his teeth, kicking his bare legs about to try distracting himself from the soft sensation. The soft mounds and the light, sweet scent of fresh soap filled his nose, forcing him to shudder and shaking. Have to... fight it... He repeated the phrase in his mind over and over, kicking, twisting, and squirming to try and escape as his body slowly started to react to all the arousal forced on him against his will. Already a small, growing tent was starting to poke out from his hakama shorts.
The intimate situation between both of the fighters has grown, considering on how she made her opponent pleasantly turned on. She would blame if the crane refuses to work together with her and resist his urges, since it's a match between both of them after all. But all of this squirming and struggling made Haruka passively annoyed as well, in which she needs to do something in order to tame the beast that she's apprehending.
"Nngh, stop moving around so much!"
Eventually, she had no choice but to transition herself into another position. She held the crane's neck tight, locking his face straight into the cleavage, while at the same time rolling around the canvas until she's the one who's at the bottom. With her legs and her opponent's back being free from any kinds of restriction, she would start wrapping her legs and thighs around his body, trying not to let the crane 'fly away' and slip off from the hold. While in that position, she could feel his bulge starting to grow and teasing her skin, in which she comments:
"Oh, I guess that worked! Now just enjoy and relax okay? So we could finish this earlier~"
Tsubasa's constant kicking and twisting about seemed to annoy Crimson into changing tactics. He fought to maintain what little freedom he had, only to be shoved even further into his opponent's scented body and chest, the soothing mix of soft mounds and fresh aroma stilling his body just long enough for Crimson to roll and flip the two's position.
"Whoa-!" In a quick motion Crimson was on the bottom and Tsubasa on top, but despite the position the Crane felt far from having any advantage. Crimson's legs were immediately wrapped tight along his waist, forcing his body closer and his growing bulge now starting to poke out to an obvious degree from under him. "A-Ah..." His face maintained its red hue, though completely unseen within Crimson's soft chest, and her teasing taunt only made him realize just how aroused this contact was making him.
"N-No...!" He groaned out, trying to escape still, wiggling within Crimson's grasp. "A-Aaaaan...!" Only to realize the unfortunate side effect of his wriggling being his manhood grinding along Crimson's skin with greater force.
Haruka seems to be dominating too much in the early stages of the match, which makes her to overthink whether this match was booked correctly for both of them or was it rigged? Because it seemed like her opponent was really helpless towards her assault, but she had no choice since the goal here is to win after all. But that doesn't make it any interesting for her!
Because of this, she felt like she was going a little bit too hard on her opponent, so she eventually loosen up her grip, letting some space for the crane to wiggle. Since she's currently at the bottom, along with the sensation of her opponent's bulge, she's quite in a dangerous position if her opponent knows how to retaliate. But that's her intention. So that the pale boy could actually fight back against her.
