The Agent and the Hunter: Lexi Romero VS. Bengal

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Thanks to APlaying for having this match with me!

Match Type: 1v1, Standard

Lexi Romero

Spoiler

Bengal, the Blaze Tiger

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Bengal came out to her usual music, but the L.A.W. audience was shocked to see that she wasn't wearing her usual outfit. The orange designs on her top and trunks had been replaced with stark black and white, and her naturally jet black hair was dyed white to match. She'd repainted her nails and changed her accessories. Even her orange contact lenses had been replaced with piercing blue ones. As the overhead lights dimmed for her entrance, they seemed to glow in the darkness like two dying stars.

The ensemble was majestic, clearly inspired by the appearance of a white tiger. As for why Bengal was wearing it...that was a little more complicated. Though almost nobody in the arena was aware of it, this was the outfit she'd worn when she first started wrestling on the indie circuit, many years ago. Things had been simpler then - or maybe it just seemed that way, looking back. She'd had her whole life ahead of her, filled with prospects for her new career. She'd had her tag team partner, Renee, to watch her back. Most importantly, her opponents hadn't been as frightfully strong as the competition here in L.A.W. Bengal wanted to recapture some of that earlier confidence, to use it as motivation for her bout tonight. And maybe it was just nostalgia, but as she made her way down to the ring, the fans did seem to be cheering a little louder than they had in her last match. Just wait until they see what I do to my opponent, she thought to herself, as she swaggered down the ramp, pyrotechnics exploding around her.

Her opponent. Who, exactly, would she be facing tonight? That was a question she hadn't had much luck answering. The Tiger liked to dig up dirt on the women she fought; there was no telling what kind of information might be useful for a clever taunt or put-down. The more personal the insult, the easier it was to get inside their heads, to make them flustered and distracted. But she hadn't been able to find anything on this "Lexi Romero", besides articles covering her recent matches. There wasn't a single online record of her, not even a post on social media. Prior to joining L.A.W., it was almost as if she'd never existed. Of course, that was just Bengal being paranoid, she assured herself. It wasn't like Lexi was some kind of secret agent, or anything ridiculous like that. She was probably just a small-town nobody with zero social life. And once I beat her, she'll go right back to being a nobody.

Bengal hopped up onto the ring apron, taking a moment to flex and pose - and giving the crowd another opportunity to snap pictures of her retro outfit. The flashes and clicks of their cameras were accompanied by the ring announcer's echoing voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...standing at a height of five feet, seven inches, and weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds...from Kolkata, India...THE BLAZE TIGER! BENGAL!" The Indian woman turned and swayed her hips, showing off the snow-white tiger emblazoned on the back of her trunks.

A cameraman circling the ring got a little too close, and Bengal kicked out at him, almost knocking the heavy equipment off his shoulder as she snarled something inaudible. Then she ducked under the ropes and took her position in the corner. The pounding beat of her entrance theme was starting to fade, and she knew it couldn't be long before her mysterious opponent arrived...

[APlaying]

Once Bengal finished making her entrance, the lights went back to normal. No one had any idea where Lexi had been since she debuted the other day, but when she entered the stage, her unkempt black hair and red eyes with a seductive look in them, she simply looked like she had just woken up from a nice dream.

Lexi Entrance Theme

Lexi Appareance

The wrestler, originally from Cyprus, walked down the ramp swaying her hips, which trembled with every step she took, revealing her soft and malleable constitution. The crowd was mesmerized just watching her walk, while Lexi tried to tie her hair back with her eyes fixed on the ring.

Her opponent today looked like a tough girl with a wild beauty, this made her curious as to how she would fight and more importantly, could she subdue her? These were questions that made her more and more anxious, so it wouldn't be long before she climbed into the ring to get a closer look at Bengal.

Lexi entered from under the ropes and sat down on her knees to greet the crowd. There were a handful of people who reciprocated and gave her cheers of encouragement, something that made her smile as she got back to her feet. She looked in Bengal's direction and almost as a gesture of defiance, slowly walked towards her until they were face to face. But this would not be enough so in order to meet each other's eyes, Lexi would move a little closer until she gently pressed her forehead to Bengal's and could connect their gaze.

Lexi even brazenly stepped into the territory of this tigress, sticking her large and soft breasts with those of her adversary, without her expression changing at any time while maintaining a mischievous smile.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal studied Lexi as her opponent entered the ring. She had an impressive figure, with well-defined abdominals and thick, muscular legs. She moved with poise and confidence; Bengal could tell that she was an experienced fighter. Yet her blank white outfit gave no hint of any particular fighting style or gimmick. Bengal felt her curiosity deepen. Just who is this woman? What's her deal? She wondered. It's almost like she's trying not to draw too much attention to herself...

Her thoughts were interrupted as Lexi suddenly looked toward her. Bengal was startled by the expression in the the woman's scarlet eyes. There was a magnetic attraction in those eyes, an intensity that was very different from the rest of her otherwise sleepy face. She stared at Bengal unblinkingly from under her tousled black hair, as if daring the Tiger not to look away.

Bengal knew that she couldn't refuse the challenge. She kept her own eyes trained on Lexi's as the white-clad fighter approached close, then closer still. Her opponent gently touched her forehead to Bengal's own, and the red eyes filled her vision like a sea of blood. The two women were about equal in size and stature, although even Bengal had to admit that Lexi had a much more impressive bust. She thrust her chest into Bengal's, as if claiming her territory in the ring. The Tiger stood her ground. She could sense the warmth of Lexi's body pressed against her, could feel her heart beating through her breast.

It was a strangely exciting feeling. On the other hand, Bengal couldn't let her opponent get away with such a blatant show of disrespect. "Back off, you cow," she snarled, digging her hands into Lexi's bosom and shoving her back. "Or I'll turn you into hamburger. You think a big pair of tits is gonna win you this match?" Several members of the crowd booed. The referee quickly moved to separate the two fighters, nervously waiting to see how Lexi would respond.

[APlaying]

Lexi's expression didn't change even when she was pushed back. She bared her teeth in a confident smile when the ref pushed her back a bit, while caressing her bust with his fingertips gently. “Oow ref, that's kind of inappropriate.” She said with a chuckle as the referee just pulled away from the Yanita. “I'm not sure my pom poms will help me win. Although I'm very eager to check it out.” She winked at Bengal as she ducked and then hopped around the ring, her curves quivering after each leap.

“This is nice, on my debut I fooled around a bit with a girl dressed as Tarzan. Let's see how I handle a kitten” She climbed the ropes and sat on the top turnbuckle, smiling at her opponent. “I can already tell this is going to be a wild ride.” Comments plus, comments minus. The fact is that among the audience more than one was sighing simply by contemplating Lexi's figure, and this to Yanita seemed a very sweet sight.

As soon as the bell rang, Lexi didn't try to get off the turnbuckle, she was comfortable and didn't feel rushed to measure herself against Bengal. It all came naturally, never a better way to put it. Perhaps it was a way to test her adversary, to see which of the two would pull the trigger first.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal's lip wrinkled with disgust as Lexi winked at her, as if the two of them shared some unspoken secret. She didn't seem at all bothered by Bengal's outburst, which confused the Tiger even more. She would have expected a rookie wrestler to be more nervous and shy, to have thinner skin. If this was only Lexi's second L.A.W. match, why was she so supremely confident? Was she just full of herself after a lucky debut win? Or did she know something that Bengal didn't? For the first time that night, the Tiger felt her own confidence falter, though she tried not to let her doubt show on her face.

"You think I care about some jobber you beat in your debut? That was a tryout. This is the real deal, bitch," she spat at Lexi, throwing her head back haughtily. "And if you fool around with me, I'll send you home in a body cast. Is that wild enough for you?"

DING-DING-DING! As the opening bell rang out, Bengal fixed her opponent with a piercing glare, waiting to see if her words would provoke some response. But Lexi didn't even bother to get off the turnbuckle. The young woman's posture was completely relaxed, her expression placid and calm. Bengal felt anger flaring within her, and her anger made her reckless. She's not taking me seriously. That's going to be her last mistake.

Moving with blinding speed, the Tiger dashed out of her corner, crossing the ring before the referee could even react. She sprang up onto the ropes, fists raised, aiming to knock Lexi off the turnbuckle! If she was successful, her opponent could end up taking a painful fall onto the bare floor.

[APlaying]

The fact that Lexi's self-confidence was through the roof was not due to starting with a victory in her debut or something like that, in fact she is someone who is even humble in that style. Rather, it was because she is carefree by nature, and does not have the need to impose herself on others, just let things flow.

But with Bengal the opposite happened, her attempts to provoke Lexi unintentionally made her angry by not having the reaction she expected, so she decided to take the first step. The tigress ran towards Lexi quickly to try to hit her, but Yanita simply got behind the ropes and ducked to avoid Bengal's high blows.

While outside the ring, Lexi tried to grab Bengal by the ankles and quickly pulled her towards her to make her fall to the mat. Lexi was making it clear from the beginning that this fight would define her with her wits, and not her strength. She proceeded to get into the ring, taking advantage of the fact that her opponent was on the canvas and would get behind her back to apply a sleeping hold. Gently resting her chest against the tigress's back.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal jumped up onto the turnbuckle, violently thrusting her arms forward. Unfortunately, Lexi saw the attack coming, and quickly ducked behind the ropes to avoid her. Bengal snarled with frustration as her opponent dodged out of reach. She was about to vault over the ropes and follow Lexi onto the ring apron, but before she could, the other woman bent down and seized her ankles. Bengal felt a pit forming in her stomach, as she realized how neatly she'd been outwitted. She wanted me to attack her, she thought bitterly to herself. She was baiting me, and I fell for it...

Before she could finish her thought, Lexi pulled up hard on Bengal's legs, throwing the Tiger from the ropes. The Indian woman pinwheeled her arms wildly, trying to regain her balance, but it was no use. She collapsed onto her back with a pained grunt, as the impact reverberated through the arena. Gritting her teeth, she rolled over onto her side, trying to rise. But before she could get back on her feet, Lexi had already re-entered the ring, snaking one of her muscular arms around Bengal's neck from behind.

Bengal could feel the pillowy softness of her opponent's chest pressed into her back as Lexi cinched the sleeper hold in tighter. It was a nice feeling, but the hold itself was anything but comfortable. If she couldn't escape soon, she'd be choked out within the first minute of the match. The crowd was already cheering, anticipating a quick finish. But Bengal wasn't about to give them that satisfaction.

Gasping for air, she began scratching at her opponent's arm, trying to pry it off her throat. When that didn't work, she rose shakily onto her knees, then thrust back her hips, grinding her rear end into Lexi's groin. She was attempting to toss Lexi over her shoulder with a hip throw, breaking her hold. Bengal was putting all the force she could muster into the maneuver - but would it be enough to overcome her surprisingly strong opponent?

[APlaying]

Bengal didn't count on Lexi's cunning, she knew how to use the white kitten's recklessness to her advantage and take her captive in her arms. Girls as wild as her had to be subdued to put them in their place, she recently read in the news how a man had killed a cougar with a headscissors, despite his serious injuries, she would manage to survive. Maybe something like that was what she needed to soften this girl up, sapping her resistance with every grip and making her feel as helpless as possible. Such images flashing through her mind only filled Lexi with adrenaline and ecstasy.

Bengal squirmed in Yanita's grip trying to claw her way out with scratches scraping her arms, Lexi's skin is soft but tough, which would allow her to hold on a bit or at least enough to weaken her. But Lexi didn't count on the white kitty having a few tricks.

Bengal pushed her hips back with all the strength he had, lifting Lexi off the canvas as the Yanita squeezed her arms tighter to hold on, thinking that maybe this would stop Bengal's movement in its tracks and she would collapse to the canvas like a rag doll. But Bengal would be strong enough to carry her and throw her over his shoulder onto the canvas.

While Lexi's grip was firm, it was not wide enough to withstand this maneuver, so Lexi would be forced to let go. Once lying on the tarp, she looked down at her forearm to notice that her attire had been ripped and her skin scratched. "You need to cut your nails huh." She joked before slowly trying to get up, trying to anticipate the white kitten's next move and counter it.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal inhaled a deep, relieved breath as Lexi was forced to release her sleeper hold. The throw had taken all of the Tiger's strength, but the risk had paid off. Still, Lexi had obviously done some damage. Bengal staggered backward, clutching her bruised throat, glaring at her prone opponent. She heard the wisecrack Lexi made about her nails, but she was still too out of breath to answer; all she could manage in response was a furious, feline hiss. She noticed the red marks she'd left on the other woman's pale arm, the way her nails had shredded the fabric of Lexi's sleeve. It was a gratifying sight, though not nearly enough for Bengal. I won't be satisfied until her whole body is scratched up like that, she thought to herself, seething. I'll shred her to pieces...

Bengal needed time to recover, but when she saw how slow Lexi was getting up, she couldn't resist going on the offense once again. She surged forward and grabbed her kneeling opponent by the wrists, digging her nails in deep once again. Then she pulled the other woman toward her as she thrust her leg upward, aiming a Kamigoye knee strike straight at Lexi's chin!