Takeichi Mori vs Ingrid Alexandersson

Match Type: Normal
Victory: Pin, submission, or KO
Stipulation: Loser becomes a servant for the winner until they win a rematch or until the winner let's them go

Takeichi sighed a bit as he tried to keep his nervousness from growing as he did some light stretches, decked in black wrestling trunks with matching colored boots, elbow pads, and knee pads. He had taken some time to train himself after his rather one sided loss against female wrestler Crimson Iris. Now he had returned and would be facing a male opponent this time around, someone by the name of Ingrid Alexandersson. While facing a new opponent was already reason for nervousness it was the stipulation that had really made the young man concerned, for the loser to become the winner's servant until they could win in a rematch or until the winner released the loser from the agreement. Granted Takeichi figured that should he win he would probably end the agreement as soon as he could, he could be way too nice at times.

After getting the signal from the crew backstage he did a few final stretches before arriving at the curtain leading to the ramp. Soon he stepped through the fabric as his entrance music started up, gaining some cheers from the crowd, both men and women. It seemed that even after spending time away Takeichi still had a decent fan following, mostly due to his rather androgynous appearance appealing to both genders, though the young man was hesitant to ponder on whether that was a good thing or a bad thing. As he walked down the ramp he shook hands with some of his fans in the front row before arriving at the ring, announcer calling his name as he did so. After stepping between the ropes he turned and looked at the ramp, determination in his eyes as he stood ready to face whatever came from behind that curtain after him, bouncing from one foot to the other as he did.

Ingrid was in the back, adjusting his black and white scarf, looking over himself in the mirror. He was [url=http://s.tidebuy.com/images/product/1/1818/1818965_1.jpg:htgb6dlw]this outfit[/url:htgb6dlw], not caring if it was originally intended for a woman, he thought that he looked rather ravishing in vinyl, those high heels would also be great for the match too, for chokes and just generally stepping on the boy he was facing in the ring. His music, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DohbZlNecQ:htgb6dlw]Lex by Ratatat[/url:htgb6dlw] had came on, strutting out onto the entrance ramp at the ten second mark, really swaying his hips to show off.

Stopping in the middle of the ramp, he bent over, running his hands along his thighs while standing a bit more straight again, blowing a make believe kiss towards Takeichi. Ingrid always tried to play some mind games with the opponent and if it meant showing off his unusually curvy body to do so he would. Strutting to the ring he started to climb up the steps and walked along the apron, shaking his hips a little before slowly stepping into the the ring, winking to the pretty boy as he did so. He removed the scarf and tossed it to the corner, leaning up against the ropes. "Mmm, you are going to be nice company for me for a very long time." He said, flipping his hair as he said so. "Ready to start this thing, käraste?" He asked, bouncing against the ropes slightly.

Takeichi kept his focus on the ramp as the music for his opponent started up, rolling his shoulders a bit as he did. Once Ingrid emerged though Takeichi blinked several times, clearly not expecting an opponent who looked like that for this match. The outfit, one that seemed clearly designed for a woman, along with his rather unusual body type, with those large hips, took Takeichi off guard a bit as he just continued to look at the other as he walked down to the ring, hips swaying almost hypnotically as he did so. Takeichi had to fight the urge to blush a bit as he saw the other bend down, running hands along his shapely thighs before actually blushing slightly when he blew a kiss towards him.

Once Ingrid stepped to the apron and shook his hips more before entering the ring Takeichi tried to keep his blush from growing noticeable before blinking as the other male winked at him. When the other spoke he blinked again before coughing awkwardly as he realized the other's implications for his words, he was certainly... rather different from Crimson Iris, and not just because he was a guy either. At his question Takeichi blinked for a third time before collecting himself a bit, bowing slightly, "Y-Yes I hope for a good match... But I'm not exactly sure about what you just called me..." He replied before admitting the last bit with a tilt of his head, he had never heard such a word before. However he had little time to think on it as the bell rang and he slipped into a stance, waiting to see what the other would do.

Ingrid chuckled a bit, seeing Takeichi bow before him. "Ooo...I like that. Maybe you should get on your hands and knees for me everyday!~" With the bell ringing, Ingrid simply walked up to the boy, swaying his hips as he did so. Instead of using the time to try and hit big moves in the beginning, he would use it for some more mental play. "You wanted to know what that word means, no? It means a few things..." Ingrid stated, aiming to grab his wrist and pull him in, dipping him a bit like they were dancing. "It means "dear"..." Ingrid leaned in closer as he paused. "..."darling"...." Leaning in a little more, almost ready to touch lips with the boy. "....and my favorite..." Just about when he was ready to plant a kiss he simply dropped him. "..."Love"!"

Ingrid chuckled a little, raising an elbow up before falling, aiming to nail Takeichi in the chest with the tip of his elbow, leaning in to play with the boy's hair a bit. "Hehe, I wonder what all I should do once you are my servant..." Ingrid teased a bit more, really just trying to get into his head so he could hardly concentrate against the shapely wrestler.

Takeichi felt heat return to his cheeks at Ingrid's words, this guy seemed pretty confident that he would win but Takeichi wasn't about to let that deter him. He soon blinked however as Ingrid moved around him, swaying his hips they seemed a bit hypnotic with their size and shape. This distraction proved to be a mistake as Ingrid suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him close, his eyes widened as his blush grew from their closeness and how he treated it like a dance. As Ingrid gave his lesson on the meaning of the word Takeichi blushed and squirmed as Ingrid came closer to him to where their lips almost touched. He let out a startled cry however as he was suddenly dropped onto the mat.

Before he could recover his eyes shot open more as he felt the elbow drive into his chest, gagging a bit from the impact and temporarily downed by the other male. As Ingrid played with his hair and spoke Takeichi blushed more, struggling to try and get out from under the other, "I'm not going to make it that easy for you!" He shot back as he tried to push away from Ingrid. If he succeeded he would move to get back to his feet.

Ingrid was pushed away from Takeichi, smirking a bit as he kept his eyes on the pretty boy. He was sure that he was getting in his opponent's head and this was just the beginning of the mind games. Ingrid got on all fours, leaning forward a bit with his wide hips sticking up, slowly shaking it back and forth. He was waiting for Takeichi to get a good look at that hypnotic rump of his before shooting up to tackle him down to the ground. If he was successful in this venture, he would stand up and stand above the cute male, a smile on his face as he glanced down at his shy opponent. Lifting his foot up, he would press his foot down on Takeichi's chest, the heel of his shoes pressing into the sternum, grinding it down roughly. "You seem to be a lot more eager then you are letting on.~" He teased, licking his lips slightly.

Ingrid would also take this time to pose for the crowd, placing his right hand on his thigh, bending over slightly. Meanwhile, he placed the tip of his index finger from his left hand in his mouth, nibbling and sucking it slightly, dropping his guard slightly.

Takeichi frowned a bit as he stood back on his feet, this opponent was definitely dangerous, at least in a way Takeichi wasn't prepared for. As Ingrid began to shake his rump Takeichi blinked, unable to keep himself from focusing on its hypnotic movements, but as he was tackled he realized that this was a very bad move. He winced as he was brought down to the mat once more before his eyes widened a bit in sudden pain as he felt the foot press down on his chest, the heel digging into his sternum. He gagged a bit, spittle flying from his mouth as he felt the heel grinding more into him. "W-What are you trying to imply?!" He managed to get out upon hearing the teasing from the other male.

As Ingrid began to pose for the crowd Takeichi felt his cheeks heat up, both from embarrassment and a bit of anger that was beginning to build up. This guy was treating him like he was just a step or something to use for showing off to the audience. He noticed though that in doing so Ingrid had dropped his guard, even if only briefly. Seeing his chance he quickly gripped the ankle of the foot on his chest and, showing some of his surprising strength, began to lift the foot off of him. He would then try to throw the foot up to knock him off balance. If successful he would then spring up to try and wrap his arms around Ingrid for a Bear Hug.

Ingrid was too caught up in showing off to the crowd and was forced off of the surprisingly strong boy. Luckily he caught himself, planting both his feet on the ground. Soon after he was caught in a bear hug, gasping a bit as he getting squeezed tighter. "HHgggnnnn..." Ingrid grunted in the grip, looking down at the boy. He couldn't help but smirk slightly, having confidence that he could turn it around. He moved his arms around, not aiming to get his own hug in, but to mess with the boy even more. Ingrid attempted to take a hold of Takeichi's butt, squeezing those cheeks with with hands. "Hehe, you want to know what I meant?" He asked, continuing to grope him. "Well..." With that Ingrid would bring his hands down more, aiming to grab his thighs and scoop them up to fall on him. "...you'll just have to sit on that for a while!" He teased, aiming to peck him on the cheek.

Takeichi felt his confidence grow a bit as he managed to get the other male off and then get him into a Bear Hug, squeezing him between his lean but strong arms. As he kept up the attack he glanced up, but blinked in confusion when he saw not a face scrunched in pain but one with a small smirk and with no wavering to his confidence. He was honestly shocked that Ingrid, aside from a gasp and grunt, showed no real signs of distress, indeed he still seemed to feel in control of the match. This moment of distraction proved to be ill advised as Takeichi then felt the other male's hands placed on his rear, each hand resting on one of his round and soft cheeks. He let out a small gasp of surprise, face turning crimson, just how perverted was his opponent anyway?! As the groping continued he couldn't help the moan that came from him as the groping actually felt a bit pleasurable much to his embarrassment when he suddenly felt the hands move further to his thighs. His eyes widened as he realized too late what the other planned to do and he let out a cry as for the third time he had fallen onto his back, wincing as he felt the mat impact against him once more. "D-Damn..." He muttered before blinking and blushing once more as he felt the peck to his cheek, growing flustered as he lay underneath Ingrid, before trying to move away from him once more.

Ingrid watched Takeichi crawl away from him, which was still the perfect time to really push his buttons, after all he still had time, he just wanted to see how far he could go. The shapely Swedish wrestler crawled towards Takeichi while he crawled back, chuckling as he did so. "Mmm, boys like you are so fun.~" Ingrid teased before standing up, walking over the younger fighter. Ingrid had attempted to grab the boy by the hair and slowly lifted him to his feet, where he would knee him in the stomach in the hopes of bending him over.

"Ready for this hun?" He would ask, putting his head in between his thighs, shaking his hips around to disorient the boy before squeezing his legs together, standing on the tips of his toes to help apply pressure. "Feels good, no?" He asked teasingly, shaking his hips a bit again. He didn't really try to secure the lock, but the way that he was getting into Takeichi's head he had figured that simply doing this would weaken him enough to continue playing around with him, after all he hadn't gotten to the really fun parts yet!~