Riza Hawkeye vs. Keith Fox II - Twice Shy

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

In fairness to Keith, it wasn't like Riza *didn't* want to fuck him too. God knows their first match had enough sexual tension that she was kind of surprised they didn't immediately hook up after.

Still, that was then, this was now, and now, Riza was laying on her chest, rubbing the sore spot on the back of her head, her cute leotard clad butt on display. She had just put her forearm on the mat, starting to push herself up to try and get back to her feet, when she let out a small gasp, feeling the weight of her opponent plopping down onto her lower back! It didn't take long for Riza to guess what he was going for, and she tried to make it difficult for him, moving her legs back and forth, kicking them upward, trying to avoid his hands, but it was for naught, as he managed to catch one anyway, and soon had it bent and pulled it back far into a Single Leg Crab, causing her to cry out and pound the mat with her fist as pain began to flare up her leg, while some in the crowd cheered Keith, either for the effective move, or just the sight of Hawkeye's bare leg being stretched!

"Gahhh...J-Just admit...you just wanted to feel up my leg!" Hawkeye exclaimed back at her handsome opponent, trying to seem casual, like she wasn't in a bad position, as she began to try and crawl towards the ropes, trying to drag the heavier man along with her.

[BlackAkuma]

Keith totally did want to feel up her legs, but that wasn’t the only reason he was going for this. Riza was good - better than him, he had to admit, though you would expect that with the skill gap between them. He needed to find ways to bridge that divide, and one of the best ways he could think of right now was wearing away at those long, lean legs of hers, maybe take away some of her options.

And then there was the whole hentai thing…

Keith looked over his shoulder with a vulpine smile, not answering her right away. She was fighting hard to reach the ropes, and she would get to them, but he had a little treat for her along the way.

With his other hand free, he ran his fingers down her trapped leg, over her thigh, and they settled on her lap. He didn’t slide under her outfit just yet - for now, he was happy to just rub away at her pussy through the material, stimulating her, working her over…

Keith waited until she was close to the ropes before he broke away, letting her leg flop away and giving her the freedom she no doubt craved. ”Enjoyed that?” He gave her ass a playful spank and reached over to grab her arm and pull her back up to her feet.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Riza didn't notice the man looking over his shoulder at her, focused on getting to the ropes, having to drag him along with her. What she DID notice was the fingers softly running down her leg and bare thigh, goosebumps rising on her body as she actually paused, letting out a soft coo, which quickly turned into a low moan as he started rubbing between her legs, causing her body to shudder in pleasure, though to her credit, she kept up her crawl, knowing it would be easier to get to the ropes than it would be to try and fight him away from her or her crotch.

Damn it felt good though, and by the time she actually got near the ropes and was about to attempt to grab the bottom one for a rope break, she had a small damp spot on her leotard from pre-cum, and was panting, red in the face, from just as much being turned on as she was for the effort she just exerted. Just as she could almost reach the ropes however, Keith let go of her, giving her ass a hard spank that caused her to gasp, before she was pulled up to her feet, wincing as she was forced to put weight on her sore leg, trying to slam her forearm down on Keith's arm to free her from his grip.

[BlackAkuma]

Riza was a wrestler. Skilled, intelligent, experienced, far better versed in the ways of the ring than he could hope to be at this point. Kieth was painfully aware of that, but all things considered, he felt he was doing a decent job of keeping up.

More importantly, though, Riza was a soldier, and while he didn’t know anything about her history with the forces, he would wager that she was a good one. She was tough, resilient, a good deal more than him, and that tenacity would be tough to deal with.

But he was going to deal with it. He just needed to keep the pressure up, all gas and no brakes.

So he was keen to keep that offense going as he brought her back up, and she seemed to realize that as well, as she was quick to break his hold on her and create some space. Not a problem, he had other options to get her where he wanted to be. Maybe even better ones.

Keith ducked down and surged forward, ramming his shoulder into her stomach and driving her hard towards the corner with a tackle, attempting to smash her up against the pads and corner her there.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Hawkeye counter worked, forcing Keith's arm away from her and breaking his grip on her, a brief respite. She had to admit, he was making all the right moves so far, putting constant pressure on her, both physically and sexually, trying to overwhelm her with his power and not wasting time boasting between attacks. She needed to find a way to slow him down, put him on the back foot, or she risked being in a bad way!

And as if to prove her point, Keith immediately went on the attack, ducking low and charging her, their close proximity making dodging impossible. "OOOF!" she exclaimed, air and spittle driven from her body as he jammed her back into the turnbuckle, trapping the blonde between the corner and his body!

[BlackAkuma]

Keith might’ve been a newbie when it came to hentai wrestling, but even he could see the need for the basics - he needed to corner his opponent, get her pinned, make her defenseless, and then go to work. As long as she could put up a good offense, he’d never get the job done, or worse, his efforts would be used against him.

With her up against the corner, his instincts told him to follow up with something heavy and destructive, something to take the fight out of her altogether, and he was considering it…right up until the moment he rose up, his body pressing against hers as he stood. No, there were better ways to take advantage of this situation. Something more direct.

Keith reached up, wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned in and pressed their bodies together for a smoldering, searing kiss, locking lips for a warm embrace, as if they were longtime lovers.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Keith was full of surprises, and he continued to prove that. Riza had been expecting him to go on the attack, maybe weaken her midsection, chop her tits, or put her on the top rope for a suplex.

Instead, he kissed her...and damn if he wasn't a hell of a good kisser, holding her waist to keep her close as his tongue entered her mouth, getting a soft moan out of her.

Rather than let him have his way, Riza met him on his level, one arm going around his waist, while her other went to the back of his neck, pressing herself tighter against body and forcing her tongue into his mouth, the two blondes tussling with their tongues, Riza matching his passion.

She shifted her stance a little, just enough to press her thigh against his crotch, starting to rub it against him while enjoying their shared kiss!

[BlackAkuma]

Keith had some experience in the kissing department, though not from the source most would’ve expected. Last year, for Valentine’s Day, his producers brought in a so-called ‘Kissing Expert’, a woman who’d somehow made a YouTube channel on the subject, and she gave him quite a few good tips. How long to hold, how much tongue to use, the best ways to move in, et cetera.

It had been enlightening, more than a little arousing, and it gave him some skills that were coming in handy now, as he went tongue-spelunking. Riza seemed to enjoy the technique, too, at least enough that she didn’t try to escape. He could work with that.

He loved the feeling of her thigh against his lap. Loved it too much. He pulled away, only so he could slide his hand down and bring his fingers to her pussy, sliding them over the softest spot and starting a gentle rub.

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

God this man could KISS. Riza was loving it, the feel of his lips pressed against her own, their tongues twisting and rubbing against each other, their moans combining into noises of passion. Win or lose, she was definitely fucking him after this match.

He could sense her growing need too, moving his hips away from her thigh and rubbing against her leotard covered crotch, her moans increasing in pitch as his skilled fingers rubbed her just right.

But she wasnt too distracted, as one hand broke from around his body, grabbing at the crotch of his pants to pull him closer to her, showing her own skills as, without needing to look, she found his zipper and pulled it down, allowing her to slip her hand through the gap to start stimulating his dick more directly and get a feel of just how big a dick he had!

[BlackAkuma]

Keith didn’t like to brag, but he had a good track record when it came to kissing. Judging by the reaction he was getting from Riza, he hadn't lost a step.

He pressed in, nice and tight, and he could feel Riza’s body giving way under his affection, reacting to his probing fingers in just the right way. It was a good sign that he was making progress, but that close proximity wasn’t an advantage he alone enjoyed.

There was that hand, slipping into his trunks and locking on like a heat-seaking missile. She would find him hard, rock hard, no small surprise there. He gasped and stiffed at the touch, fighting the instinct to thrust forward and ruin whatever chances he had. This was the danger, this was the trap. He needed an escape plan.

As much as it pained him Keith had to push away and create distance between them, stepping and breaking both of their touches. He wouldn’t leave Riza without contact for long, however, as his next move had him leaping up, wrapping his legs around her head, falling down and pulling her along for the ride as he descended, attempting to send her flying with a hurricanrana.