El Matador y la Muerte: Arturo Hernandez vs Skullface

[Underdoggo]

Ryuji had thought Arturo was out like a light. He had certainly battered and squeezed the handsome Spaniard enough to leave him reeling...and if he still somehow managed to kick out from that, then Ryuji still had a full bag of nasty tricks that he was excited and eager to use on his opponent. In a way, Ryuji was almost hoping that Arturo did kick out: then at least he would have a chance to have even more fun at the Spaniard's expense.

As if on cue, Arturo did suddenly surge to life again after the count of 1...but he didn't merely kick out.

"AAAAAK!" Ryuji suddenly gasped as he felt Arturo's arm and shoulder clamping around his throat. He pawed at his foe's encircling arms, his breathing momentarily cut off as he rolled onto his side.

[ScylliasExoter]

Arturo had snagged Ryuji! He pulled him in close, chest to chest, and wrapped his legs around Ryuji's waist in a frontal bodyscissor. Having cinched the choke in deep, Arturo squeezed and hung on to Ryuji through his blows. Arturo's heart was racing and his skin hot. His face was flushed red, both from the strain of the long match and being pressed so close to Ryuji. Given how hard Ryuji has pushed him, Arturo put everything he had into the choke to knock Ryuji out cold.

[Underdoggo]

"Gghhkkkkg....aagghhhh..." Ryuji's breathing was now completely cut off, and the fact that Arturo's strong thighs were now crushing his waist made it even worse. He pawed at Arturo's arms, trying to somehow free himself, but he felt his strength fading each second. Dizziness began to overwhelm him, and his eyes became increasingly heavy. All the while, he was all too aware of the sensation of Arturo's hot, sweaty body grinding against his, the two of them locked in an interwine of limbs. Goddamn, this was a sexy way to lose.

"Joke's...on...you..." Ryuji managed to rasp, "...I'm...into....this...." Finally, though, his vision went dark, and he slumped against Arturo, completely unmoving. At long last, it seemed that Arturo's guillotine choke had finally knocked him out.

[ScylliasExoter]

Arturo smirked at Ryuji’s comment. As he felt the Phantom Thief fading, he whispered seductively,
”Happy to choke you out again afterwards.”
Arturo felt Ryuji go limp in his arms and slump against him chest to chest. The ref raised Ryuji’s arm and let go. It dropped to the mat with a thud.
ONE!
TWO!
The crowd roared with each count.
THREEEEE!!

Ryuji was out. The bell rang and Arturo gave one more squeeze for good measure before letting go of Ryuji. So exhausted was he that he couldn’t get up. The two men laid there like lovers. Arturo eventually slid out from under Ryuji’s dead weight, having something devious in mind.

[Underdoggo]

Ryuji, by this point, had been completely knocked out by Arturo's guillotine choke, and now lay at the Spaniard's feet, sweat-soaked and breathing softly. For a moment, Ryuji was not conscious of anything; it wasn't until the tantalizing warmth of Arturo's body moved away from him that Ryuji groaned softly, one eye flicking open.

"Nnnn...got...lucky..." was all he was able to say as he lay immobile on the mat.

[ScylliasExoter]

Arturo had his hand raised in victory by the ref. Looking down at Ryuji, Arturo smirked at his retort.
“Whatever you say, guapo.”
Arturo knelt down, grabbed Ryuji by the hair, and propped him up to a seated position against his chest. The Spaniard turned the semi-conscious blonde’s head towards the camera, getting the money shot like a hunter posing with his trophy.
“Luck or no, this is what people will see.”
Arturo flexed while Ryuji lay slumped against him. He then laid Ryuji back down and got up to celebrate with the crowd some more.

[Underdoggo]

Ryuji had expected Arturo to reply with some witty comment or with some arrogant trash talk. What he did not expect was to have his blonde locks suddenly grabbed. "Ah...watch the hair..." he hissed as he was yanked upright. A part of him tensed, wondering if Arturo was now going to start wailing on him for that comment. It would have definitely surprised Ryuji, since Arturo had so effectively been playing the face until now.

But no, Arturo just wanted to hold him up long enough to pose for the camera, holding him up like a big game hunter with his prize. "Don't touch the mask..." Ryuji groaned under his breath, dreading the possibility of the Spaniard unmasking him. All around, the fans all around cheered at the way the masked villain was now being held up, battered and humiliated, by the handsome Spaniard.

And then Arturo released Ryuji, allowing him to flop back down to the mat. Heaving in deep gulps of air, Ryuji forced one eye open again. "Nnh...you know next time, if you wanna choke me out...we can do it somewhere more private..." he managed to say, still finding the energy to hit on his opponent despite being groggy from the sleeper.

[ScylliasExoter]

Arturo was sorely tempted to remove Ryuji’s mask. Part of him wanted to see the man’s face, after all. But he restrained himself. He wanted an energetic rivalry with Ryuji, not a blood feud. The Spaniard simply held the Phantom Thief for the camera.
”I’ll take it under advisement,” he whispered in Ryuji’s ear before making one last pose and then getting up. Arturo went off to the back to celebrate his victory.

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[ScylliasExoter]

Arturo was sorely tempted to remove Ryuji’s mask. Part of him wanted to see the man’s face, after all. But he restrained himself. He wanted an energetic rivalry with Ryuji, not a blood feud. The Spaniard simply held the Phantom Thief for the camera.
”I’ll take it under advisement,” he whispered in Ryuji’s ear before making one last pose and then getting up. Arturo went off to the back to celebrate his victory.

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