Whirlwind of Love (Alix Jacques vs Aiden Bolt)

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Match Type: Hentai, with K.I.S.S. rules
Victory Conditions: Driving the opponent to climax. Aside from slaps and spanking, the usage of any strikes will result in a disqualification.
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The lights dimmed as the arranged version of Morrigan Aensland's theme from Darkstalkers 3 sounded through the arena. All except for the stage, that is, which began to fill with smoke. Ten seconds later, a feminine silhouette came into view through it, her shapely form rendering the audience a silent captive as she let the music flow through her, grooving with a sensual grace.

Alix Jacques would finally appear from behind the smoke when the music picked up, one foot crossed in front of the other with each step like she was a model on a runway. She had donned some proper wrestling attire tonight: A bodysuit that had a large heart cut out at her ample chest, a long pair of gloves that began as a ring around her middle finger, leaving the others completely bare, and a pair of boots that reached her thighs and doubled as stockings, of a sort.

General Appearance

Wrestling Outfit

Imagine the color scheme on the gloves here...

...On these gloves.

Her unobscured appearance was met with thunderous applause from the Milwaukee crowd. The goth blew kisses to them, returning the love they showed her before making a come hither motion to the camera man in front of her. When he came forward, she laid her hands on either side of the lens, planted a kiss on it, and brought her hands together in the same shape a heart. And then, smiling that bright, pearly white smile that she's known for, she would say to the viewers at home..."Love you!" It was here that the announcer would do his thing:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one orgasm! Introducing first, standing at five-foot-six and weighing in at one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, fighting out of New York, New York, Aliiiiiix Jacques!"

Upon reaching the ring, she grabbed onto the middle rope and stopped. Years of posing and performing for cameras has given her a sixth sense of sorts for them, and feeling one closing in on her from behind, she took the opportunity to provide the viewers at home a delectable treat for the eyes in the form of her luscious ass -- shown off spectacularly through the perfect fit of her suit -- being thrown in a circle. After a nice, loving shot of it had been taken, she half pulled, half leaped onto the apron, landing on it with split legs and earning another loud pop that followed the whoops and whistles in the process. She slid underneath the bottom rope and crawled over to a corner, turning round to rest against it in a kneeling position. Legs splayed, hands gripping the middle ropes to either side of her as she waited for her opponent.

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Aiden had some cool entrance music. When the song really got started about twenty seconds or so in, she started grooving along to the beat. It wasn't a whole lot of movement, mainly that of her shoulders.

"Ooh, awesome!" She knew that it wouldn't be heard when he was so far away, but she said it anyway when he made his dynamic entry, clapping when he spun gracefully in the air he was launched into. The dark beauty took him in as he made his way down the aisle, getting a closer, more detailed look first through the titantron before he made it to the ring. He was a smaller guy, as she'd expected with a name like Aiden Bolt; it was totally a Cruiserweight name, not that there was anything wrong with that. Handsome, with hair that was fashionably messy, a lean build, and ooh, that speedo! Looks like the man's packing too...

She wasn't a size queen, but a girl just likes to get stuffed every so often.

And he had a nice, tight butt. She spent the entire time he stood on the ropes in the corner playing to the crowd admiring it. He clearly wasn't one to neglect his squats. She didn't avert her eyes when he turned to face her. Why bother hiding that she was checking him out when her mission for tonight was to rock his world?

In his lovely golden eyes, her observant browns would see...intimidation as he looked her over. Definitely not the start she was going for. Alix reached up for the top rope and pulled herself onto her feet and gave him one of her best smiles. One of the ones that lit a room right up, and greeted him with a wave and a cheery, "Hi, Aiden!" Almost like he was an old friend.

She began to close the distance before the referee summoned them and stopped in the center of the ring to wait for him, answering a nod and an "Mmhmm." when the referee asked if she was ready before turning to Aiden to ask him the same question. Once he had his answers, he'd signal the timekeeper to get the match underway.

The perky goth would start it off the same way she started the majority of her matches: Not assuming a stance right away. Not because she saw no need to, but rather, because she preferred not to. Instead, she offered her opponent a hand and made her offer.

"Wanna start this off with a nice smooch? To a nice, friendly match?"

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Aiden was so...guh! The good kind that told her that this wasn't just him not liking his chances in a straight up sexual contest. No, he was new to this sort of thing. No more than a match or two in, but he had her first timer senses tingling.

Because...a handshake and a kiss on the cheek? It was about as good as if those lips had happened upon that sensitive spot on her neck; it got a giggle out of her that she couldn't help. "Not what I meant, handsome. But that's nice too." Tonight was going to be a good one; he's the kind of person she likes grappling with the most. Reserved and oh so easily flustered when it's time to get naughty, with some of the most adorable reactions waiting for whoever pushes his buttons. Maybe along with a sexy beast that's ready to pounce once its free.

It was clear that Aiden wanted to make a proper wrestling match of this first, however. That was just fine: At first, Alix didn't really prioritize shaking off her ring rust, but then she crossed paths with a certain Italian cutie. She needed to be in tip top shape if she was going to give Dizzy the guidance she was looking for.

After assuming a stance of her own, Alix raised a hand up high with the fingers spread out: A silent call for a test of strength. Her brown eyes would stay locked onto his all the while, eying his hand carefully through her periphery if he rose to the challenge.

She just needed an opening. Once his arm was up high enough, she'd slip to the side and underneath it, wrapping her arms around his waist after circling around to his rear. The next move would be to try to slide a leg into position in front of his, pushing her weight into the smaller man to set him off balance if he couldn't block her movements, and letting gravity take care of the rest.

Aiden would wind up prone on the mat with the ebony bombshell right on top of him, all nice and cuddly. Still holding him tight, she'd bring their bodies even closer together with a slow grind that had her ample buxom rubbing into his back in a display that was evocative of an erotic massage. She'd rest her chin in between his neck and his shoulder, letting out another adorable giggle into his ear while she lined her crotch up with the back of that superbly fitted speedo and indulged herself a little. "Mmm..."

She wasn't going to have long with him in this position. She knew this. But...baby steps. A seed would be planted.

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So shy! Alix relished the moan that escaped from her opponent before he smothered it out with his hand. There was plenty more that she could have done there, but she decided that it could wait.

With her body still weighing down on him, turning about while she was on top, the experienced mat wrestler maneuvered over to his head. One arm moved to wrap around his neck while the other went to take control of one of his. Her legs would be sprawled out on the mat. A ready positioning to begin a defense against his coming movements. Or at least make an attempt.

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There's the neck. All well and good, but what she really needed was the leverage that came with having an arm in her grasp. But Aiden was quick, having already been on the move to counter when she whirled into position, and stronger than he appeared. He pushed up, arms circling around to the back of her legs to prevent them from spreading out as far as they needed to.

Oh no. She had to act fast. Shift her position. Push her weight down, and put him off balance. Alix knew the exact movements she needed to make. The problem was that this man was just too fast!

She started to topple, unable to correct her course. And with the control he had of her legs, she couldn't stop him from slithering into place. As his legs wrapped around her neck, she had one thought:

I hope Reine isn't watching this.

Reine would have her ass for a slip-up like that. And not in the fun way. Even with regular sparring, Alix knew to expect some ring rust; it's been over three years.

This is bad. She was in one of the worst positions she could possibly end up in. From a purely competitive perspective, anyway. In between a guy's legs, clamped down around her neck...At the same time, yeah, there were worse places to be. Worse ways to be put out in the middle of a match.

But she wasn't going to let it happen without a fight. Her only option was to try to pull his legs apart by the ankles. Not all the way -- that was either a pipe dream or way more draining than it was worth. The goal instead was to relieve the pressure just enough to be able to maneuver, little by little, reaching up to get a hand in the space between his legs if she managed to make any, preventing him from being able to constrict her as tightly.

Her head would constantly be rubbing up against his crotch throughout this process. Completely unintentional on her part, surprisingly. What would be intentional is where her mouth would end up once she'd pulled a 180: Pressing against his shaft, that sexy speedo being the only thing between it and her full lips.

She'd nuzzle her face up against him for added effect, continuing to do so even if he were to clamp down again and stopping only when she made her move. Being prone would allow her some real freedom, and she would start by pushing herself up onto her knees. Then one foot. Follow up with the other. Step forward until she's standing over him and bring her hands down on his chest and push to try to weaken his hold on her.

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Her lips still pressed against his bulge, Alix let out some muffled laughter that would send some tickling vibrations through it. It was as much a genuine reaction to seeing how Aiden took the intimate contact as it was a deliberate move to keep him squirming. He would find some relief from it once she was on her feet and his hold on her began to loosen, but he was by no means free from the ex-porn star's amorous attention.

The next step in getting better acquainted with the rest of him began with the pecs she had her hands on at the moment. Her thumbs traced over the well-developed muscle, sliding across his nipples. Alix took a couple subtle steps forward while she was copping a feel, maneuvering him further onto his neck and shoulders. The latter would be where her hands would travel to next before they settled onto the mat when she leaned forward, using her weight to effectively keep him upside down.

While she did this, her face would come within inches of his, her eyes alternating between his and his lips. But instead of taking the smooch she'd offered him at the beginning of the match, and before he could close the little distance that remained between the two to take it himself, she moved to enact the next part of her plan.

With a sudden backward movement, she wrapped her arms around his waist, the objective being to roll him from his neck and shoulders onto all fours, trapping his head in between her legs as she set her knees down on the mat. If she managed this, then with one hand in place on his back so she'd be better able to react to any sudden movements, the other would reach for that fine behind of his and give it a squeeze. "Mmm, what a cute butt!"

Followed by a good, hearty smack to get it jiggling.

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Ooh, those moans! Music to her ears.

Aiden was trying so hard to look like he hated this, though. Alix didn't quite like the look he had in his eyes when they were face to face. Her gut was telling her that a kiss wouldn't have gone over too well if she did plant one on him, so she kept it moving to a position where she had more control.

She knew that he probably wasn't going to like what she did next much more, but...That butt, though!

One smack. Two. And a third because it was just so much fun to play with! It was formed just right: Nice and tight, but with enough fat left to make waves with. But after that short while, she would finally relent. If her suspicions about his experience were correct, she didn't want to push him too hard.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie! But your ass is just so fine and fun to play with! It's clear you don't slack on your squats!" Okay, one last smack, followed by another gluttonous handful. The guy was in great shape, could you blame her? "Maybe after this is done, I'll let you spank me. Would you like that?"

The pop she received from the crowd in response told her that they were definitely behind that idea.

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Okay. Compliments and offers of switching positions weren't working. Alix had overdone it. She stopped, but by then, it was too late. Aiden, fueled by the humiliation, made quick work of separating her thighs and used the opening to hoist her up and toss her over his head. And it wasn't a simple toss, either; there was some height to it.

She could've shut this down a few years ago. She knows that. If not, her body would have remembered how to move. She would've operated on instinct, knowing just how to land. But now, instead of her using the momentum to soften the bump, she was at its mercy. The rusty veteran ended up coming down on her hip.

Sloppy!

And an ouchie. They'd started low on the mat, so it wasn't anything really damaging, but the messages were loud and clear: Don't play too much with this guy, and get to intensifying her regimen, pronto. She didn't have any time to think about the latter right now though. She was vulnerable.

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Oh no. She'd gotten the crowd started. There weren't many of them making catcalls, fortunately. Some particularly randy ladies and a few guys too. The tightness of Aiden's arms around Alix's neck showed just how little he cared for them. His legs were wrapped around her waist just as suddenly as he brought the both of them down to the mat.

The realization of just how much the last three years had taken away from her had pulled her eyes open wide.

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Alix didn't struggle. That rear naked choke was locked in tight and they were in the center of the ring, so the effort would've done nothing but get her put out sooner. All she could do was think. This required something unconventional. She didn't know what, and she wracked her brains trying to find out. Every second robbed her brain of precious oxygen, making that task more and more difficult to accomplish.

She was in trouble.

And then Aiden would relent, if only slightly. But it was enough. She could breathe, if she worked hard enough for it. She could work with one arm being around her neck. There were a numbers of ways now that she could -- ooh! Hello!

After spreading her legs, the Five Foot Tornado used his fingers to apply some pleasurable teasing pressure down below. Now this kind of play, she can get into. That soft whisper, the breath washing over her ear...it made Alix shiver in delight as the beginnings of arousal warmed her body. The former pornstar relaxed her body and leaned back into him, resting her head on his shoulder after answering his question with a nod. Her hands sought his, doing nothing to stop him...yet. But she was ready now. She could resist if she wanted to, but for now, she played along. The hand that met his between her legs would give it a soft squeeze and guide it along, showing him just how she liked to be touched. Where to place his fingers, how much pressure to apply, how fast or slow to slide them along...The one at her neck would receive a gentle rubbing from her thumb.

She'd say to him, as well as she could with that pressure around her neck, "Harder, daddy!"