The Runt and The Porn Star (Rai Kamiya vs Alix Jacques)

[DSX93]

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Match Type: Hentai
Victory Conditions: Driving the opponent to climax.
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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, every step creating some alluring jiggling and wiggling of the curves of her barely covered body. Heart-shaped pasties, a velvet choker that held a heart of ruby, and all lace for the rest: Fingerless gloves that extended a little past her elbows, a skimpy thong, and thigh-high yoga socks were all the gothic vixen had on.

General Appearance

Her "Outfit"

Not a perfect representation, but it's along these lines.

Her unobscured appearance was met with applause so thunderous, it was practically threatening to blow the roof off the place. The goth blew kisses to the crowd, 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 shape of 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 her thing...after being snapped out of the trance that the over half-naked Alix had her in:

"L-laid in-" Oops, Freudian Slip! "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 -- glorious cheeks hanging out in plain sight for the whole world to see -- 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 tremendous pop that followed the whoops and whistles in the process. She slid underneath the bottom rope and crawled over to a corner, where she would sit rather than kneel as she waited for her opponent to make his entrance. At a side angle, 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. After sweeping her curls behind her shoulders, her other hand sat atop her hip. A perfectly executed pose, just as expected of a former model.

Although it appeared to be business as usual for the gothic beauty, Alix was a little nervous about tonight. No, scratch that, it was more than a little. Every other match she's competed in thus far was a softer affair: Sex and grappling only, with harder slams -- the powerbombs and piledrivers -- being off the table, as she was accustomed to. That wouldn't be the case tonight. Punches, dropkicks, the aforementioned powerbombs and piledrivers...It would all be as legal as a kiss in this matchup.

She knew how to take some hits and bumps -- Reine had gone to great pains, mainly hers, to make sure she did -- but she just didn't like that kind of violence, regardless of whether she was subjecting others to it or being subjected to it herself.

It was the main thing that inspired her choice of attire. Or the lack of it, rather. The kind of contest she wanted was abundantly clear, and hopefully, her opponent will be one who's willing to go along with that.

Oh, please be.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Backstage, young Rai Kamiya, the fresh and babyfaced 18 year old, still new to LAW, was pacing back and forth in the hallway, trying to calm his nerves.

This was only his second match ever in the league, it was a hentai match, similar to his debut match, and once again, it was against against an opponent he had heard of. First, it had been Athena Wonder, a big MILF with a super hero gimmick. But tonight...it was Alix Jacques.

He had never met the woman before...but he was quite well familair with her regardless. The woman was a porn star, and while he'd have never admitted it, he had been a fan of hers for a long time. He had spent many, many hours alone at home while his mother was working two jobs, and had enjoyed watching her videos for..."company."


Yeah, that was it, company.

Now here he was, in nothing but a slim red speedo, gloves, and knee/elbow pads, all matching his red and black hair style this week, nervously contemplating his situation.

He was about to fight a porn star in a hentai match...and he was a virgin.

Fuck. He was so screwed...or...maybe he would be? Gahhhhh...he couldn't think like that! Rai groaned, pressing his head against the cold stone wall and trying to keep calm. It was times like this he wished his newly-discovered siblings were around, all of them were older, and he could use their advice in controlling his hormones, but none of them were in Japan yet,nor had they responded to his group text. He was going into this match, his second in the league, completely alone.

...he was so (hopefully) fucked...

He was snapped out of his thoughts by his music starting to play, a production agent telling him it was time. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and made his way out onto the ramp.

He came put onto the stage, waving to the crowd as he did so, putting on a smile for the audience, slapping a few friendly hands as he came down the ramp. The crowd was not nearly as loving towards him as they had been towards his opponent, the fans instead leering at him and taunting him.

"Oh you got no chance boy!"

"Get ready to go to sleep kid!"

"That babies gonna smother you out you lucky punk!"

Rai took it in stride, no stranger to being teased by people looking down on him, entering the ring to finally get a first hand look at his opponent...who was somehow wearing even less than he was!

His jaw dropped upon the sight, and a red blush appeared on his face as, just from the sight of the barely-clad Alix, of those smooth thighs, that beautiful face, that toned body, those lovely, firm perky breasts...
He couldn't help himself, he got hard, a firm, though not large, bulge poking from his speedo, Rai giving a nervous cough before speaking.

"H-Hey there...I'm uh...I'm Rai...I'm, heh, a big fan of your work..."

...and now he was going to try to fuck her in front of thousands of people. What was the polite way of saying that?

"I uh...hope we can have a fun match!"

Close enough.

Rai's Attire

[DSX93]

Alix loves people. It never takes long for that to become apparent. And she often tries to see the best in them, but even someone as optimistic as her had to admit: They could just be two-faced and mean sometimes.

That sudden turn from booming love and praise to taunts and jeers took her smile from her. They were just trashing this poor guy, whose youthful looks had her pegging him as making his debut. Probably right out of high school, at that. It wasn't a completely hostile crowd; there were a few hands reaching out for high fives, at least. But in comparison...

"And her opponent, standing at five-foot-four and weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds, Raaaiiii Kamiyaaa!"

Rai seemed to be taking it well, though. Paying it very little mind as he made his way to the ring.

An idea sprang to mind as she made that observation. A way to help him out a little.

Okay, maybe more than a little.

Putting on her best pair of bedroom eyes and a sultry smirk, she crawled a feline crawl a small distance, making sure to get some extra movement going in the rear before stopping in between the corners of her chosen side of the ring, where she would lay on her side. One arm propped up on the mat by the elbow with her head resting on her hand by the chin, her other hand slowly gliding along her shapely leg to further entice him to ignore the hate and focus on her and the extended show of curves that her lateral position provided.

Maybe he'd be intimidated by this -- going up against someone with her confidence and obvious experience, especially if the Japanese youth happened to know who she was, as has happened a few times before with people from other continents, to her astonishment -- but that would be okay. She knew just how to handle rookies and their nerves.

Alix stayed right where she was when he entered the ring, having utilized the close-up provided by the titantron to get a look into the young man's eyes as he made his way toward it and seeing nothing that indicated that he was the type to attack a lady in a vulnerable position.

She followed his eyes as they drank her in. Sometimes they went in a straight line up or down her body, and sometimes they darted about like they didn't know what to feast upon first. His darted. So much loveliness to witness, so little time! It pulled at his jaw, reddened him...

And there it is. He...wasn't exactly packing, but she could still make that work for the both of them when the time comes; the longer the veteran observed him, the more she liked her chances.

She put some extra sexy into rising to her feet after he'd stumbled his way through introducing himself as a fan of her work, first turning onto her stomach, then pushing herself up onto them in a crouched position, and bent forward as she straightened her legs, coming up thong-clad ass first and ending with a hand on her cocked hip as she stood upright. The crowd showered her with whistles, howls, and cheers.

Even the referee was staring.

A few attempted mood killers managed to break through with more crap aimed at Rai, but it didn't matter. At this point, she very much doubted that he needed to be told to ignore them, and if anything, all they were doing was motivating the former porn star to showcase more of her skills if she got the chance. Really make them wish that they were in the ring with her instead of him. "I'm sure we will." She began, stepping forward with the same jiggly walkway gait she'd utilized in her entrance until she'd closed the distance between the two, her smirk turning into a lighter, more inviting smile.

And then she made her hallmark offer: "What do you say we start this off with a nice smooch?"

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Fuck...Rai always knew Alix was a beautiful woman, but getting to see her up close like this, laying on her side in that alluring pose, then rose up and started walking towards him, his gaze going to her hips and legs as she walked up to him...she seemed even more lovely than he had ever imagined.

He shivered as her eyes gazed up and down his body, feeling naked and exposed. Granted, he WAS nearly nude in a speedo, but this was different. He actually enjoyed having his body shown of in front of a crowd like this. He had craved attention, and while his body wasn't the most muscular or jacked, he was toned and in shape, had some abs, honestly got excited at the idea of shaking his booty in front of a crowd.

But the way the lovely Alix gazed at him, licking her lips as her eyes reached his crotch, he felt that chill of erotic excitement flowing through him, like she already had him naked and waiting in bed for her.

She came to a stop in front of him, and his eyes were wide as dinner plates as he brazenly stared at her boobs. It was rude...but he couldn't help it...until she asked if he wanted...to SMOOCH.

"Y-y-you want to kiss?" He repeated, unable to help his stammer and, blushing, he nodded. "Y-yeah! I can't think of a better way to start!"

Kissing a porn star. In his second ever match. He was being paid for this too!

God bless his deadbeat father.

[DSX93]

Mission accomplished -- this fight was going to be one that Alix would enjoy.

Hungry eyes altering their focus between the sway of her hips and her legs as every step put one in front of the other, before gluing themselves to her breasts when she finally stood before him. Sweat falling to his brow -- she could practically see the steam emitting from him. And his twitching cock was effectively acting like a thought bubble in a cartoon.

With a slow, deliberate nod, she would reaffirm..."Mmhmm." Treating him to a quick giggle, loving how he was so completely enraptured by her. "Totally agree."

Taking the initiative, Alix closed the remaining space between the two and reached up to cup his cheeks in her soft hands. She didn't go for it right away, preferring to let the moment marinate instead.

Lock eyes with the young fellow, hers half-lidded. "I've found it to be a great way to break the ice in these things." Let it sink in. Give his cheek a nice, tender stroke. Enjoy the warmth that their closeness brought and allow him the opportunity to touch her, if he wanted.

All of it would come together to say plenty without another word being spoken.

Alix had her suspicions about Rai's experience. It was another nudge towards bringing out her A+ game. If she was right, well...she hoped that this wouldn't be too much for him.

When the sexual tension was thick enough to stick a fork into, the learned seductress would lean in to give their lips a proper introduction. A touch tentative at first, then she'd put more into it. Just the right amount of pressure. No tongue. Just lips, like a sweet prom date. She wanted to ease him into this. Gauge his reaction. See what kind of kisser he was.

She had a good feeling about him, though. If guys like this weren't already proficient at it, it usually didn't take long for them to learn.

DING! And that's the official start of the match. Alix had made the first move, but in a sense, the ball was in Rai's court right now.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Rai felt a shiver go through his body as Alix came up to him, her hand softly stroking his cheek, making him blush again as he gazed up and down her nearly nude body, feeling the heat between them as she came closer, closing his eyes as her lips connected with his own. Nervously, he raised his skinny frame up on his tip toes, better to match her and press his lips against her. Her lips pressed against his own, the bell rang, and he was officially engaging in his first official kiss. Holy shit!


She didn't use tongue, he noticed...and maybe that was for the best, as he'd never tried it before and...well, this match was already having enough "enough" firsts for him already.


His body flushed with heat, his dick stiffened more in his speedo, and with her implied permission, his young hands rose up, gingerly pressing against her hips, feeling her body as they kissed. The bell had rung, the match had begun...but he didn't attack, instead entranced with his lovely opponents body and lips, moaning softly as they kissed, and as his hands got braver, they began softly trailing up the porn stars body, feeling up her sides, the contours of her body, for several seconds...before finally getting bold, one hand going down to gently grab at her butt cheek, while the other reached up, groping at her breast!

[DSX93]

Rai was doing as well as most green talents she'd been in the ring with. Eagerness and enthusiasm were moving those lips, but he wasn't going wild. There was enough sync there to show that he was remaining conscious of this sensual groove. His moans would be the only thing that slipped into her mouth. He respected the pace she'd set -- sweet thing.

His hands made slow, tentative movements along her mostly nude body. The veteran could feel his confidence building; he was only indulging as much as it felt safe to. She continued making no moves to shut him down, loosing the occasional moan against his lips to do the opposite. So much flesh that was up for grabs, but he would maintain a soft touch as he grew more and more emboldened.

And finally those hands would end up grabbing at the expected targets. One at the booty, the other on a booby.

So predictable, so precious! It got a giggle out of her.

Alix would let him have his fun for a while, but would eventually break the kiss and take his hands into her own. She started walking backwards, guiding him along towards a corner, should he decide to follow.

With a voice that was like honey..."Come with me, Rai. I wanna do something for you."

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Rai was in love.

Well...maybe not literally...but standing there, kissing Alix, feeling her tongue slip in his mouth and rub against his own, feeling his own confidence grow as he moved his hands up and around Alix's glorious body, finally grabbing what he wanted most, his stiff young dick pressing hard against his speedo, and if it could talk, it would be begging her to pleasure it.

When the kiss finally broke and Alix stepped back, a thin line of salivia between their lips lasting only a second before falling, she took his hands, causing him to blush as he followed her, curious what she had in mind as she said she had something special for him.

"O-Ok..." he stammered softly, following her without much question towards the corner.

...Honestly, if she asked him to go beat up a member of the audience for their wallet...he might have done it.

[DSX93]

Just a few more steps. The anticipation had Alix biting her bottom lip. "And you stand..." She switched their positions so Rai would be the one standing in the corner. "Here." With him in his proper place, she resumed their earlier pre-kiss closeness, wrapping her arms around the back of his head. Their faces would be separated by mere inches.

And she would start grooving. "Now tell me, Rai..." Undulating to the rhythm of a song that played in her head, just as she was taught by an old belly dancer girlfriend. "You ever had a private dance before?"

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Rai was well aware that he couldn't have looked more like the young kid that everyone kept assuming he was, all wide eyed and blushing as he let Alix take the lead, switching places with her so his back was now in the corner, the red and black haired teen keeping his eyes darting from her body to her face until his back hit the corner.

Then she asked if he'd ever...had a dance?

"Um..." He stammered, blushing as she pressed herself right against him, and started to move her body, gyrating slowly as her large breasts pressed into his young chest. "W-well...no...I never have...never even went to a dance in school even..." He admitted sheepishly.

Note to self, he had to start trying to sound cooler in these matches...but he'd continue that thought later, as for now, he was entirely capitivated by the beauty before him!