The Fox and the Nightingale

[BlackAkuma]

A hentai match.

Keith Fox had a hentai match.

Holy fuck, Keith Fox had a hentai match.

It was just a simple sentence, yet it had filled him with no small amount of dread since he agreed to it with Hawkeye. She’d thrown him a curveball with that one when he let her pick the first match in their series, and she’d chosen something so lewd and wild. He was DTF, anytime and always, but going in the ring was a new territory. He knew he’d have to step into it eventually, LAW being LAW, but still.

So he’d thought about it and figured that the best thing was for him to do what any good wrestler would do in preparation for a new match: Train.

He’d pulled a few strings and gotten one of LAW’s private rooms ready, a dark and steamy setup used for their hotter affairs. A large space with black walls and a spotlight shining down over a ring, once with soft, crimson carpet over the canvas, perfect for rolling about on. There were toys on tables around the ring - paddles, whips, dildos, wax candles, as if someone had gone on a shopping spree at Adam and Eve’s. Fun stuff, but he kept it simple today, wanting to focus on the ring technique and the basics of hentai wrestling. He’d even managed to rope one of LAW’s referees along, a leggy brunette with a name he couldn't recall off the top of his head, and she’d shown up wearing a striped bikini - she looked more than a little nervous about the whole thing, but she was keeping it together.

It was an elaborate setup for a practice match, but he wanted to get as close to the experience as possible. Now, all he needed was an opponent, which he’d already seen to. He put out the call online for anyone willing to help him out in a sparring hentai match, and while he got a lot of hits, the vasty majority were from horny fans with zero experience - except for one. Another new wrestler looking to get some experience in. They’d corresponded through email, and while something about her overly formal and pointed replies struck him as a bit off, he figured it was best to work with someone around his own skill level, good for a little experimenting.

After some back and forth, they came up with the date, he made the arrangements and here he was, waiting in the middle of the ring, nervously pacing about as he waited for her to arrive. He’d already taken off his jacket, and he was deliberating doing the same with his shirt, though he figured it wouldn’t matter too much in the long run - it would be coming off soon, either way.

Growing anxious, he checked his Apple Watch, both for updates and for the time - not much longer now, it looked like…

[PurpleMage]

In some way Natalie Thorne couldn’t believe what she was about to do. After her joining L.A.W. she had made quite clear to the managing the kind of rival she wanted for her debut, and it looked like it was taking some time for the people in charge of booking to find that suitable rival. In the meanwhile, the Dark Nurse in her regular fashion became bored of waiting, but one day something appeared in one of the L.A.W. websites: a wrestler, a male competitor wanted someone to experiment for the first time with hentai, just before his official debut in a sexual match. A stranger. A foreigner. Going so casually at hentai as if it was something he could just come and take for himself. After some deliberation and a couple emails Nat decided that she was going to teach him a lesson he wouldn’t forget in a long time. Only the fact that it was a private spar match disgusted Nat who was still craving for her big debut and that was the part she didn’t like of that night.

Natalie Thorne

Upon reaching the arena, Nat got into her wrestling attire and made it to the private arena she would be sharing that day with that Keith man. Opening the door she was greeted by the sight of a dimly lit and welcoming arena, a ring at the center and a big table full of different fun toys she wouldn’t use that day. In the center of the room were a L.A.W. referee and the man Nat contacted by mail just days ago. “Keith, I suppose… As we agreed I’m here to see how you will fare in your hentai debut.” Nat’s voice wasn’t cruel or mean, it was just cold, analytical. She made a show of her entrance by slowly walking like a cat, the sound of her steps the only one to disturb the scene. She stopped at the table and examined a couple of the toys before leaving them back on their place.

Finally reaching the ring, Natalie made a show of getting her long legs and her body between the ropes before she would stand in front of Keith, looking at him with a cold and cunning stare from up to down as if evaluating him. The fact that he was still wearing what looked like street clothes amused her. “Any clothes you wear for this might get torn or ripped, I warn you.”, she said looking at him, the only double confirmation she would ask for that night’s encounter. The referee noticed the tension in the air and nervously coughed, what drew a grin on Nat's face.

[BlackAkuma]

As he often did over the internet, Keith formed a mental image of the woman he’d be facing today ahead of time, just based off his admittedly limited interactions with her so far. He got the impression that she wasn’t too unlike Hawkeye - a strict, no-nonsense type, not one to put up with bullshit. Strong, but sexy. Forceful, but fun. Maybe wearing some slightly skimpy wrestling outfit. Nothing too outlandish or wild, here.

That was far from what he got. So fucking far. ”Wow.”

He muttered that single word under his breath the moment he got a look at Natalie. The woman was dressed up in a nurse’s outfit, if that nurse was tripping off LSD at a rave. The hottest, strangest look he’d seen on a LAW wrestler so far, with long, flowing hair and a body to fill it all out. On top of that, she came to the ring with a strong aura, exuding confidence and sensuality with every step, while he just stood there in his black jeans and wife beater. He couldn't help but feel like he’d brought a knife to a gunfight.

He kept his cool as best as he could as she entered the ring, showing off her body every step of the way, and approached him. Keith took a step away from her without even realizing it, but he got his shit together quick and reclaimed the space, moving her with his chest out and eyes forward.

”It’s, uh, nice meeting you. Nat, right? And that’s not a problem, I brought extra.” Even so, he finally took his A-shirt off and tossed it out of the ring, exposing his chest to the pale light of the room. He wasn’t a bodybuilder by any stretch, but he was in good shape, far better than most. Good pecs, strong arms, washboard abs. Enough to impress, he was hoping.

”So,” He bounced back on his heels, getting limber. ”Standard hentai rules, right? First to pop take the loss. Figure we can keep going after the first one, if you’re willing to hang around a bit. Up to you.”

[PurpleMage]

Natalie loved seeing the results of her words and demeanor towards rivals, and that one wouldn’t be an exception. The Dark Nurse’s appearance and air of threat had taken its toll on Keith’s resolve and without realizing the man had taken a step back sending Nat the confirmation she wanted of her intimidation working wonders. Despite the man’s later efforts to regain his position, Natalie knew that she had a way to mess with his mind and was more than eager to get there. Then Keith got rid of his t-shirt and revealed his ample, well toned chest. His physique was well built and it impressed Natalie even if the nurse didn’t show any sign of it. She was starting to wonder how that body would react to her experimentation on it.

Finally, Keith went over the rules for that spar, a futile attempt to feel in control of the situation if one asked Nat, but what the man didn’t know was that his fate had been sealed the moment he reached Natalie. “I would be mad if you brought me here to stop after the first pop. Now show me what you can do. Entertain me.” Saying this Natalie adopted a guarding position. Her rival had the size advantage, so she was ready to evade any strike and use her rival’s momentum against him in any way possible.

[BlackAkuma]

It was hard to put a pin on it, but something about the way Natalie looked at him was deeply concerning. It wasn’t attraction, he knew what attraction looked like. There was interest in her eyes, but not the usual kind you would expect from someone checking you out. No, the way she looked at his body was more like someone examining a petri dish through a microscopic—a cold, analytical gaze. As if she were making mental notes, composing thoughts, working things out in her head.

It was weird—really weird. But, well, wrestlers are kind of an odd lot by default, so maybe he shouldn’t be too surprised. She was rocking the nurse thing, so maybe she was just getting into the role.

Regardless, they were far past the time for regrets - he was all about action, now. Keith nodded to the referee, who stepped away and signaled them to start, and he began to bounce on his heels and circle about the ring. She was smaller than he was, so he figured his best shot was to take her on, power her down, just dominate her from the outset. Still, something about that look was making him hold back, if only for a few seconds…

Keith shook it off soon enough, though, and powered forward with his arms up and open, looking to engage her with a collar-and-elbow tie-up. The conditions might’ve been different for hentai, but he figured the basics would be the same. For the start, at least, he’d try to play this like a normal match, and only start working her over with the lewd stuff once he got her down.

[PurpleMage]

Since the moment she had entered the room, Natalie had been using her particular set of mind tricks and favored skills to get inside Keith’s mind, to undermine his confidence and make him doubt and have double thoughts of any action he would take. Of course this was just a small part of the bigger picture of how Nat approached her matches, but having that done was a firm step towards the right direction even before the match formally started, and she knew it had proven fruitful by noticing that small moment of hesitance Keith suffered before.

Now the time for words was past and it was the moment to get some actions going to support all those threats and promises Natalie had made. Seeing how her rival was way bigger and heavier than her it was obvious that the man would have the physical superiority and that facing him in an even test of physique would only work against the Dark Nurse. That was how Nat reached the conclusion that she had to play her cards well and not engage with Keith in a way tha allowed the man to get an edge over her.

Of course, the knowledge of Keith having the physical advantage went both ways. Nat knew the man knew and was also sure about Keith trying to make use of it. The Dark Nurse knew the man was going to approach the match as a regular one, at least at the beginning. Expecting this, it was no surprise for Natalie when Keith moved forwards with the clear intention of getting a collar and elbow lock going. Nat would feign interest, making it look like she was going for it before she would suddenly use her agility and grace to slip below the man’s arms and through his side, then quickly going for an standing side headlock and using her legs to apply pressure on the man’s back of the knee to make him lose his footing, hopefully taking him down in the process.

[BlackAkuma]

While Keith was still new to the wrestling game, he had the confidence that came from good training and a solid first showing. His match with Hawkeye had done wonders for him - not only had it made his viewership spike with an influx of wrestling fans, but he also got props from real wrestlers who were saying he made the transition well. Doubters were being silenced. He still had his fair share of haters, guys saying the match was rigged, but that would always be the case. The reviews were overwhelmingly positive.

While he didn’t know what to expect from Natalie, he figured he would be able to keep up with her, maybe even overtake her from the start. She didn’t have all that practical of an outfit, more style than substance. He could handle this.

That notion was disabused in an instant. He was moving in, she was coming his way, it looked like they were about to lock horns, and then she was just…gone. Vanished. By the time he caught sight of her again, it was already too late. She was on him from the side, trapping his head with a tight headlock. She even had the wherewithal to cut him at the legs, bringing him down to a knee. Not a good position to be in, especially so early.

While he didn’t want to resort to strikes, he also didn't want to get choke out like a little bitch, so that was what he resorted to. He threw a quick elbow around, trying to catch her in the stomach, then pushed hard at her arm in an attempt to wrench his head free, wanting to get back to his feet and move away.

[PurpleMage]

Getting a solid hold on a rival was a pretty good way to assess that rival’s character, and that was what Nat was more interested about Keith at the moment. What kind of fighter would the man prove being? Would he be a fighter, or a cowering mess? Thorne’s efforts in bringing Keith to one knee worked wonders, but the man proved more than resilient and having an adamant will when instead of cowering in fear at the first sight of things not going his way he quickly devised a way to force a release from Nat. As much as the nurse wanted to maintain the hold, Keith’s elbows hit true and hard against the side of the woman’s stomach.

Without making any noise to give away her pain but a small gasp and a groan of disgust, Thorne grimaced and let Keith go, but instead of giving the man his much needed room to breathe and recover, Nat would keep with her oppressive strategy and go at him again. This time she would try to use momentum to execute a throw that didn’t demand that much strength, so she got a hold on him and tried to get Keith in a snapmare that would get Keith on the ground where Nat could start to do her proper work.

[BlackAkuma]

Not the best of starts, but Keith would just have to make up for lost time. Really, it wasn’t that surprising that a nurse would be capable on the technical side of things.

What was a little more distressing, however, was the way Natalie’s body felt against his own. The skin contact between his back and barely-there clothing she had on her chest. Her breath cascading down his neck…

Yeah. This wouldn’t be easy.

His escape attempt didn’t quite work, but it didn't quite not-work, either, landing hard enough to get a grunt out of her. She actually took it far better than he would’ve suspected. She did let him go, but only for an instant, but his head was seized and he was sent ass-over-teakettle, coming down right on his backside. Far from the most pleasant experience, but nothing he couldn’t bounce baco from, if he just had a little damn room to breathe.

Maybe he could get a little tricky? He’d only been seated for a second before he reached out behind him and tired to grab her ankle, hoping to trip her up.

[PurpleMage]

If Natalie was asked how she would describe her wrestling style she would say it reminisced of a black widow, slowly and patiently weaving a web for her rivals to fall trapped in it and then go for the kill. Of course Natalie wouldn’t be openly talking like that with anyone, but it serves to illustrate the fact. With some seamless moves even after being hit in the stomach with an elbow, Thorne managed to use momentum so she could throw a bigger man against the canvas. From there she only had to follow-up with some of her submission moves so she could take the fight to her area of expertise, but Keith found a new way of resisting by getting a hold on the nurse’s ankle.

“Tch.” Natalie became pretty annoyed by Keith’s movement when she lost her footing and fell on her butt. Luckily for her, that got her in a sitting position just behind her rival and her leg was in a pretty good position already, so the nurse could use this setback to her favor when she wrapped her thighs around Keith’s neck to lock a powerful headscissor move. It looked like the man needed to be pacified before Nat could get more intense with her treatment, so she made sure to give him a good sqweeze.