It's hot in here!

Both wrestlers were clearly feeling the heat and were getting flustered alot. As Lilly had mounted Daisuke, the wrestling prince made every effort to make sure it wasnt easy for his opponent to straddle his waist like that as he kept bucking under her, with his hands gripping her sweaty legs. He huffed and puffed as he took deep and heavy breathes to stay focused and not get too exhausted from these warm conditions, and wrestling a hot tomboy like Lily, made things only more hotter.

The musky scent was filled all around the sauna ring room which was another added factor of uneasyness but Daisuke tried to ignore that and finally, he managed to get Lily off him as the girl went down next to him, her body under his left arm. "Gotcha" he hissed as he would shift towards Lily's side and would try to use his right arm to wrap it around her waist and pull her back into his body, with his left arm already trapped under her body it was easier to really use that position to get both hands wrap tightly around her waist.

Both of them would be down on their sides, with Lily's back pressing into Daisuke's body as the wrestling prince started to squeeeze his opponents body in a bearhug type submission. His head next to hers as his warm breath felt against the back of her neck "Ngghh give up?"

Lily's attempt to get her body turned about to face the wrestling prince was cut short as the sweaty, half naked man seized the opportunity to encircle her waist in his arms. Their hot, wet bodies slapped together front to back forcing a soft gasp from her lips as the hold was locked in. Bare feet kicked against the mat for traction as she wriggled in his arms, her body writhing up against him in such a manner that made the heat and proximity all the more unbearable. The continued squeeze prompted a strained groan from the manager and part-time wrestler as she tensed her abdomen against the gradual crush.

"Give up? Oh, but things are just getting interesting..." Kicking her legs out in front of her in a wide arch she tried to generate a bit of momentum for herself. As her body bent and flexed she tried to twist her body in the man's grasp hoping to loosen his hold on her, even if just for a moment. Any opening was ample opportunity to keep things going.

The scent of their musk was even stronger in close combat as Daisuke continued to squeeze her slender waist against his toned body. The wrestling prince gritted his teeth and kept squeezing as hard as he could while trying to resist Lily's struggling. "Ngghh stay still- damn, you're so sweaty,Gawd" he groaned in frustration as the sweat was a major factor to why he wasnt able to get a good grip on her.

As her body bent and flexed she tried to twist her body away from Daisuke to slip free and that's exactly what happened, it was enough for Daisuke's hold to slip out to make sure that Lily was now free from her princes clutches. "tsk, Shit" he hissed in frustration.

In stark contrast to Daisuke's curses and frustration, Lily laughed playfully between squeaks and grunts of exertion and discomfort. She had no persona, no mask, and no reason to hide just how much she enjoyed her work. It was the core value she tried to instill in her wrestlers: this career was a passion project, not something to be pursued for fame or fortune. A wrestler's viability was short lived and few would ever manage to make it big. It was often said that if you looked to wrestling to become wealthy you should instead become a garbage man as it will pay more across your lifetime.

Slipping free of her prince's hold, although bearing a red band across her stomach as evidence of the force applied and true difficulty of her escape, she sprang up onto her knees at his side. A Cheshire grin was painted across her crimson cheeks as she panted for air. There was little time to waste now. Taking only a second to tug on her sports bra, adjusting her attributes in the process, she sprung back on her opponent like a tigress on its prey. Throwing her body forward she attempted to land laying across the prince's chest and entangle his arms; one in her arms, and the other with her legs; and hold him to the mat with her meager weight. Keeping his shoulders down or his arms still in this position would be tricky, but the fans seemed to love it! "Mmmm, sorry about that, princess. But this match is just getting me so hot!" She wasn't sure if the mics would catch that one, but she thought it was a salacious bit of gold. Okay, maybe she did have a bit of a character of her own to play...

Daisuke's ideals was reflective of a true heel wrestler, as if he was born to play the wrestling heel character. The wrestling prince cared for no niceties in the ring and wanted more fame than fortune out of his wrestling career. He wanted to be the best in the AFW, he would use any resource he could to achieve that status, even indulging himself in special promotional matches such as these. He had been in a couple of oil matches before but this was his first sauna wrestling match and it was indeed a learning experience for him, as the heat certainly took its toll on him. He found it extremely hard to concentrate and stay fresh, his stamina was being drained faster than it would in a standard match.

His frustration grew more due to the fact of Lilly's rather cheerful attitude to the match, fueling the wrestling prince's anger. Lilly took a moment to catch her breath and adjust her sports bra while Daisuke was down on his back, taking a breather as well. However, Lilly pounced on him, her body laying across his chest as she trapped his hand with her arms and the other hand was trapped between her leg as she got him in across body formation pin. He wriggled and squirmed under her, their sweaty bodies sliding and grinding off each other as her abs pressed against his chest and his lips pressed against her side. "Arghh nghh- thats because it is HOT in here you idiot" he tried to shrug off any other meaning that she might have implied while saying that, meanwhile Daisuke continued to struggle under her, bridging up his body using his legs to push up, groaning and panting alot.

While not really much for sadism Lily did find herself particularly entertained by just how annoyed the prince was becoming. He really was taking this, and her, quite seriously. That entertained the wrestling-manager too. It was as if he didn't realize that she was essentially put in his path strictly to be another trophy to mount on his wall.

Giggling irrepressibly at his protests Lily did her best to keep up her hold, although the heat and sweat were making everything more difficult. She even went so far as to bounce her body on his chest once or twice to try bullying him back down. Unfortunately all of his struggling eventually prevailed, and he would be able to edge out from beneath the brunette as her fingers failed to retain possession of his arm. Just to taunt the other wrestler Lily only tightened the grip of her thighs around her prince's other arm, keeping it locked in place between her legs. It wasn't a particularly advantageous hold, at least in her repertoire, but she would give her hips a little roll to one side just to tease him a little more. Grinning she panted out another breathless taunt, "Awwh, don't run away just yet... I wasn't done with you."

It was very much unlike the wrestling prince to be phased by such a carefree and joyful attitude of his opponent, however he was growing extremely uncomfortable wrestling under these conditions- against this type of opponent. Still, he was far too skillful to just crack under pressure by such tactics and finally he managed to wriggle out from under her and shove her off his chest. He slithered away from her just a bit but he then felt his other arm still trapped between her sweaty thighs. "Tsk, Shit!" he hissed, as he tried to pull his arm free- hopefully the sweat would make it much easier to slide his arm out from her thighs.

If Daisuke successfully managed to get free completely, he would then rise to his knees next to his opponent before attempting to straddle her belly and pin her arms down on the ring mats, above her head. Toppling him off would be far much of an effort for Lilly than it was for Daisuke to shove her off him earlier.

She wished she could hear the audience. Lily loved being able to hear the crowd's response, but the sauna ring didn't allow for a live audience. So she operated on instinct, anticipating what would draw a reaction from the fans. She grinned teasingly at the prince as she propped herself up on her elbows, his arm trapped between her legs. Any fangirls, and she assume the prince had fangirls, would be dying in this moment. But ultimately her sweat slicked thighs afforded Daisuke a fairly easy escape from the nuisance hold.

Extricated from one another Lily endeavored to climb up from her half reclined position, but she was too slow. Her opponent was on top of her and grabbing her arms. His weight came down on her stomach in a full mount, and his hands pressed her arms to the mat at the elbows. Her body fell back with a thud and a breathless huff. If those fangirls weren't beside themselves yet they were now. The cover was a simple one and Lily knew what she had to do. Tucking up her knees she set her bare feet against the mat and pushed up with her hips... and only managed to jostle her prince a little. He was much heavier than she and the heat and exertion had sapped much of her strength already.

Grunting she wriggled and pushed up with her hips again, but this time her heels slipped out impotently on the sweat slicked mat. She continued to squirm and buck beneath him, obviously with great difficulty only further evidenced by her increasingly labored breathing.

ONE!

The prince managed to take advantage of the situation, rather easily. After sliding his arm free from between her thigh, he shifted her down on her back before mounting her belly and pinning her arms above her head as he looked down on her. Her struggling were rather cute, she pressed the sole of her barefeet against the mats before pushing up, although the weight of Daisuke was enough to make sure she wouldnt topple him over that easily, through this strategy. Instead he just thumped his body downwards to make sure her lower body drops down again.

Leaning forward again, his sweat dripped down onto her body as he smirked at her. "Looks like you're finished" he snarled at her as the count got till "TWO". The prince took deep heavy breathes to pace himself just right, not wanting to get too short of breath and tire his body out too quickly.

"Na-uh, not this way" he said before dropping down from her, to her side. He still had a grip of her hands even when he slid off her, so the prince began to wrap his legs around her body to squeeze her in a body scissor, while pulling her hands towards him.

In spite of her dire straits Lily stared up at Daisuke with that irrepressible smile playing upon her full, pink lips. Red cheeks puffed as she fought to keep her breathing regular beneath her prince. Any progress she thought she had made in her attempts to extricate herself from this hold were reversed with her opponent's short hip drops to her stomach. After the count of two she was certain that this was going to be the end of it. She had even prepared a quip about "being too quick", but then the man changed his tactics.

When the prince dropped down to Lily's side she squirmed to get up onto her knees, pulling at her captive hands, but it was too little to late. Strong legs latched around her trim waist and pulled her back down as her arms were used to stretch her body out against Daisuke's chest. Long legs kicked and swung impotently as Lily tried to find a way out of the submission hold. With her arms and torso captive as they were her options were few. Breasts rose and fell visibly as the woman kept her breathing slow and measured, ready to resist as best she could. No time for taunting now. The slow squeeze pushed a few uncomfortable grunts up from Lily's throat as she struggled through the hold. "Enjoying yourself?" She half wheezed out the words; apparently there was time for a little taunting.