Bikini Beach Match! Sienna Smith vs. Katsumi Oshiro

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi is so incredibly confused right now, and she's in such a conflict of emotions, she isn't sure which way to go with it. Sienna's bravado might be for the ring, but hers isn't so much. Sure, there are extremes that she'll go to for the sake of the match, but the divide between her real self and what the audience sees isn't that far apart.

"You didn't!," Katsumi snaps in a likely transparently defensive way. "I just- I don't want that damn pervy crap to be what people think of me! And you!" Katsumi closes in to deliver more of those largely ineffectual shoves. "What the Hell is your problem!? Grabbing and kissing and- who does that!? Can't you just- can't you just fight!?"

"God, and I lost to it." Her hands move to cover her face, eye contact denied. "You don't get it. It's- whatever, it's fine." It's obviously not fine. She hates herself right now, she's grateful, she hates Sienna, and she's painfully aware of how underdressed she is at the moment. Everything is terrible.

[winner3]

"You're right. You did lose to it." Sienna started off in a more relaxed.

"But hear me out for a moment. Just bear with me. Believe me, if I was an unintelligible horndog seeking 'hoes' like you thought I was, I wouldn't be trying to comfort you here, right? So just do me a favor and listen to some advice from good ol' Sienna." The diva placed a hand on Oshiro's shoulder yet again to try and show empathy and help soothe the Punk princess in some capacity. Her victorious frame seemed to glow with a renewed vigor upon trying to connect with Kat in a meaningful capacity.

"There are many more wrestlers at this promotion like me. Some of them, many of them would be even more insufferable than the ever so gallant and charming Sienna Smith." Sienna finished up with a wink whilst making eye contact.

"Sooooo rather than sulk here indefinitely until you come across another sensual fighter and repeat this cycle, why don't we help each other out? I train you to deal with the 'pervy crap' and in return, we -say- have dinner at my place? Just once. And you'll never have to see my beautiful mug, again."

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi leans back from Sienna defensively, giving her a skeptical look. "Oh, don't even. You were so wanting a piece. Hell, you still are. The 'nice-girl' routine isn't fooling anyone."

But she lets Sienna get the rest out without interruption. It's also without a change in her expression. Her arms come to cross over her modest chest, lips twisted. "So lemme get this straight. Your proposal is that you 'train' me to resist your ways, and have dinner with you. Bitch, how sly do you think you are? You're askin' to feel me up and call it training, and get a date with me!"

The more she reviews the proposal, the more outraged Katsumi seems to be. By the end of it, she's outright glaring at the dark-skinned female.

"In fact- hey!" She snaps her fingers to the side at a camera-person. "Hey, numbnuts! Get over here!"

He dutifully shuffles over and trains the camera on them.

"I come from a federation where people wrestle! Where the winner's decided by whoever is stronger, faster, more skilled! And we both know the only reason you won today is because of all that crap you pulled!" She jabs an index-finger towards Sienna's collar as she continues, "Today was garbage, and I'm gonna prove it! You think you're something special? Face me in the ring without being a pervert! Face me like an actual athlete! Like a real wrestler! Because I came here to prove I'm the best - not to be your plaything!"

[winner3]

When push came to shove, rather than open up, Katsumi doubled down on the tough girl attitude. In a way it was respectable, but Sienna didn't take it that way. The tanned beauty rolled her eyes when Oshiro snapped at her. When Kat beckoned the cameraman in typical Kat fashion, Sienna placed her hands on her hips.

While Katsumi went off on her about strength, speed, skill, and the "crap" that Smith had pulled, Sienna winked at the camera. She even blew a kiss to the fans watching whilst Katsumi got to the point of her statement and demanded a rematch. The beautiful brunette fully expected Kat to reprimand her for her antics. And when she did, Sienna would retort.

"Oh well golly gee, can you blame me for not taking you seriously? I did try being nice! I know the cameras only started rolling recently but I can assure you fans that I approached her with genuine care and concern and here she is telling me that I won not because I'm the better wrestler! Even though I JUST beat her in a wrestling match!"

"Tell ya what, Punkette. Why don't you sweeten the deal. I've already proved that I could beat you! You threw out an open challenge, I came, I answered, and I won! When I give you all the loving and squashing you can handle in a rematch, what do I get out it? Besides fun, of course."

[CyanDimitrik]

"Being nice!?"

Katsumi leans closer to Sienna's face, scowling.

"You were trying to make me go on a date with you! By calling it 'training'! Only thing you care about is feeling me up!"

The Japanese girl leans back, lips pursed and left fist propped against her hip as she considers Sienna - as much as she can, against the burning haze in her mind. "And just what would you want now? You already got me in the ring in a bikini. I want a match - a straight match. And I wanna see you fight without being a creep! Or is that your whole game? Throw people off by being a pervert!"

[winner3]

Katsumi's sass and ire only increased exponentially as their exchange went on! The Punkette was all up in Smith's face! Both women were still somewhat sweaty from the match. Their bikini's clung to their frames in maladjusted fashion as their argument ramped up! Sienna rolled her eyes at Kat's demands before looking into the woman's eyes and retorting.

"Listen, chick....." She began.

"I answered your challenge. You let ME set the terms. I had incentive because..." The tanned vixen would look her rival up and down lustfully before biting her bottom lip and continuing on. "I got a chance to get real close and personal. Now, you're allowed not to have that in a rematch. I'll still be wrestling in this, you can rest assured that won't change! My point, though, is that you're challenging me to a rematch and you're taking some of my personal incentives away. I'll wrestle ya clean and fair. No smooching, smothering, or gettin' frisky. But if I prove that I can take you on fair and square, you've gotta make it worth my while....."

[CyanDimitrik]

As she's leered at, Katsumi sneers in obvious disapproval!

"So if we're gonna have a straight match, you want incentives?! How about proving you're actually better!," Katsumi fires back. Immediately, her left hand lifts with her palm outturned to Sienna's face to pre-emptively silence her rebuttal in true bitchy-diva fashion. "What do you want, Sienna?," she asks.

The hand lowers, and she's glowering at her. But there's actual concern behind those narrowed emeralds. She gambled once here already and lost. The idea of worse stakes are twisting her up inside.

[winner3]

"Ha!" Sienna scoffed in reaction to Katsumi's claims. The bikini-clad beauty would stifle a chuckle before making eye contact with her rival. The bronzed beauty would place her hands on her hips and lean forward. She smiled smugly and played up the moment as she answered Oshiro on camera.

"Katsumi, dear. You oughta know me by now. I'm an easy woman to please. I already proved that I was actually better than you! I Piledrove that pretty little head of yours into mat, perhaps a bit too hard, and covered you ever so sensually for the 1, 2, 3!" She said before puckering her lips and smacking them together to smooch at her the Punkette. Sienna moved even closer to further drive her foe up a wall. The sexy brunette knew just how to get under Katsumi's skin. And if Kat was going to be abrasive with her, Sienna wasn't going to hesitate to push her buttons.

"And I'd be mooooore than happy to do it again. But if you're gonna sell me on the idea...you've gotta make it worth my while. I've made an offer and you refused it!"

"So you'll just have to give me something eeeeeelsssseeee....your LAW paychecks for the next month? Maybe we can make it a POW match where only your freedom is on the line since you lost our first match? Or maybe if I win, I can have that usual edgy attire that you wear to your matches. It'd probably look really good on me, dontcha think? Hahaha"

"My point is, you're not gonna like the terms I throw down, right? So since you're making the challenge, you put something on the line. Something interesting before I decide to blow you off in favor of a cuter girl in the back..."

[CyanDimitrik]

Katsumi seems to get more outraged as she's scoffed at. Sienna is pushing all of her buttons. And everything Sienna says after sounds worse and worse. She can't just give over her money! She'd go homeless! She's already practically homeless! She can't become Sienna's frigging property! And she sure as Hell can't let Sienna take her image!

She also can't let Sienna style all over her reputation. This is destroying her credibility. There's a mild tremor in Katsumi's frame the further it goes, hands balled into white-knuckled fists, the fire burning harder in her eyes.

"All the above!," she barks back. "Whatever it takes to get your weak ass in that ring for a real match! Only thing that matters is me showing these people that you're nothing but a skanky one-trick mule!"

She already can't believe she agreed to anything. None of those terms were acceptable. Not a single one. And yet, on camera, she said the only thing she could think of to ensure the match happens. She can worry herself sick later.

[winner3]

Sienna couldn't quite tell what was going on in the mind of of Katsumi. The sexy ebony victor of tonight seemed to know just which buttons to press. Evidently, she was much better at making foes than she was at making friends. Sienna laid bare all the wagers that would make her jump at the chance to wrestle Oshiro the way the edgy Punkette wanted. It wasn't hard to believe that despite all the attitude and arrogance, Kat wanted to be a respected member of the women's roster rather than the half naked, disempowered figure that she was at the moment.

Sienna had stared at the girl expectantly after saying her piece. For a split second, she could swear that she had broken through. She thought she had inspired some level of hesitation in the smaller, paler, more vulnerable wrestler. She was wrong.

"W-what?! All of the above? For real?!" Smith said as she placed her hands on her hips and leaned back slightly, having been taken aback both literally and figuratively. She gave a brief pause, allowing Kat to follow up. Upon hearing the reply, Sienna would double down!

" Eh! Ok, chick! If you wanna do this so bad, don't say I never gave you fair warning! Betting rinks are already putting everything on Sienna Smith. Commentators are already talking down your odds! I'll wrestle you in a match where I'll be disqualified for any hentai, sensual, or softcore moves. And if....when I win....your pay checks, your belongings, your personhood for the foreseeable future- until I say otherwise, are all mine! Shake on it, Kat! Right now!"

Smith tried to bait the girl into hastily agreeing to this rematch on camera in front of an entire live LAW audience! She held her hand out and awaited Katsumi's reciprocation of the gesture. If and when Kat took her hand, Sienna would wink at her and offer her a brief goodbye before sauntering off with a spring in a step and swivel in her shapely hips.

"Piledrive ya later, Kat~"