Jazmine DeLuxe vs Oriane Dubois - Pride and Passion

[JustAUnicorn]

Match Type: Standard
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission or knockout
Stipulations: Hentai Allowed


When Jazmine first saw the words hentai on tonight's match stipulations, she didn't hesitate for one second. A chance to throw down and get down? Pssh, she couldn't ask for a better way to spend the night. Not to mention, her socials were gonna love this. And the best part, her opponent was Oriane Dubois, some slut they had plucked from a stripper pole who somehow found her way to the ring. Jazmine couldn't wait to wipe the floor with her and look good while doing it.

The arena lights cut out the second her music hit while purple and gold spotlights swept across the entrance stage as smoke began to pour from the sides.
Jazmine DeLuxe stepped into view, illuminated on the titantron above for all to see. Her gleaming purple and gold ring gear hugged every curve, diamonds flashing at her neck, wrists, and ears with every movement. Her curly hair bounced with every step of her bare feet down the entrance ramp, stopping only once as she slowly turned for the cameras, letting the lights catch every piece of jewelry.

Entrance Theme: Cardi B - Money

Entrance Attire

“Y’all already know what time it is! DeLuxe is here. Keep them eyes on me.”

She kept moving, hips swaying to the beat and ass bouncing in tune, stopping once more near the bottom of the ramp to stretch her arms out wide and turn slowly in place, giving the entire arena a full view. A few fans reached toward the barrier to cop a feel of the mocha wrestler in action. She indulged a lucky few before continuing on her way to the ring, climbing up the steel steps and onto the apron for one last pose. One hand gripping the top rope, the other raised high again before she ducked between the ropes and entered the ring. She walked a full circle, stopping in each corner to plant a foot on the middle rope and raising her arms up for the crowd, expression cool and superior. When she finished the circuit she moved to her corner, taking off her entrance jacket and sunglasses and discarding them to the side. She draped both arms over the top ropes, looking back at the entrance ramp with a smirk as she calmy awaited for her opponent's arrival.

Jazmine DeLuxe

[APimpNamedSlickback]

The lights dimmed low as a soft melody filled the arena. Then suddenly, a spotlight burst forth, illuminating the entranceway in vibrant hues.

Oriane Dubois

From behind the curtain emerged none other than Oriane Dubois herself, looking absolutely stunning in her revealing attire - a skimpy yellow bikini accentuated with black frills, paired perfectly with black stockings and comfortable flats. Her long locks cascaded down her shoulders in luscious waves of bubblegum pink, contrasting beautifully against her pale skin. As she sauntered down the ramp, her curves seemed to defy gravity, drawing appreciative whistles and catcalls from the eager audience.

With each step, her ample bosom threatened to spill free from the confines of her tiny top. The flimsy material of her bottoms left little to the imagination, showcasing the firm globes of her ass cheeks as they jiggled enticingly beneath the thin layer of lace. Oriane blew kisses to the crowd, reveling in their adoration even as nervous butterflies fluttered in her stomach. This would be her biggest challenge yet! Her debut as a wrestler.

Reaching ringside, she gracefully climbed the stairs, pausing to strike a seductive pose atop the turnbuckle. She ran slender fingers through her silky tresses, tossing them back dramatically before entering into the ring.

[JustAUnicorn]

Jazmine’s smirk widened the second Oriane finished her little display inside the ring. She pushed off the corner and made and made her way to the center of the ring to meet her opponent face to face . She stopped right in Oriane’s space, close enough that her lavender scent mingled with the heat between them.

She looked the pink-haired girl up and down, eyes lingering on the barely there yellow bikini and the way those black stockings hugged her thighs. Jazmine had to admit, for her first match with hentai rules in LAW, she couldn't have asked for a better looking opponent. “Aww, look at you,” Jazmine purred. “Fresh off the pole and already in the big ring. Cute little outfit, too. Make it real easy for the crowd to see exactly where I’m gonna put my hands.”

“Don’t expect me to hold back either, hun. Newbie or not… tonight I’m making you my bitch.” Jazmine taunted flashing that cool, superior smile for the cameras as she raised both arms and invited the crowd to hype her up.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Oriane stood tall, meeting Jazmine's gaze head-on without so much as batting an eyelash. If anything, amusement danced in her eyes at the other woman's bravado. This is not her first rodeo in entertainment and against a very forward customer. She's not even a top ten.

"I may be new," Oriane murmured, voice pitched just loud enough for Jazmine to hear, "but trust me... I'm far from fresh meat." Her lips curved into a coquettish grin, equal parts playful and inviting. "And honey..." She grabbed Jazmine's jawline, "...the name's Oriane. Bitch is what my boss and boys call me, your not one of them." She finishes, pulling away from her and moving back to her corner.

"And baby?" Oriane called over her shoulder, shooting another wink to the camera. "Your just another client." She said, sticking her tongue out to Jazmine.

[JustAUnicorn]

Jazmine didn’t flinch when those fingers closed around her jaw. She just stood there and let Oriane finish talking, that slow, mean little smirk never leaving her face. The second the pink-haired girl let go and started walking off toward her corner, Jazmine let out a short, sharp laugh and shook her head like she’d just heard the dumbest shit all night.

“Cute, real cute” she called after her, voice loud and full of attitude. “ I'm about to show you what the DeLuxe experience is all about baby. You're gonna regret the day you stepped foot in the same ring with Jazmine DeLuxe... or maybe not, depending on how good I fuck you” She teased, earning some oohs from the crowd.

Oriane seemed to pay her little mind though as she made her way to the corner. Jazmine however stayed right in the center of the ring, rolling her shoulders and hopping on the balls of her feet. The bell rang a second later.

DING DING DING!

Jazmine stood her ground and waited for Oriane to come to her, putting both hands coming up like she was inviting Oriane for a clean collar-and-elbow lockup. If her opponent took the bait, Jazmine would at the last second dip forward and pivoted hard on her lead foot, attempting to slip around behind her instead. In the same motion she reached for Oriane’s right wrist, trying to snatch it and wrench it up high between her shoulder blades in a tight rear hammerlock, using her own body to pin the arm in place while she pressed in close from behind.