Enlightening debut. LoJ -vs- Mariko Ishii

Match type:No DQ
Winning conditions:Verbal submission
Stipulations:The submission must be accepted by the one applying it in order to win.

The lights of the arena went dark, and “The Kid's aren't alright” by The Offspring blasted through the air.
The entrance lights turned diferent shades of blue before fireworks broke out and out of them came rushing down the ramp a masked man wearing a shiny blue cape.

He went running all the way down the ring, diving under the bottom rope, and with one fluid movement he got up still running to the other side of the ring and bounced off the top rope performing a moonsault, landing perfectly on his feet and rised his fist in the air to the roar of the crowd.

They did not know who this guy was, but he sure knew how to show off.

Apart from the shiny cape and mask, the guy was wearing taped wrists, deep electric blue wrestling tights with bright blue arrows on either side along with dark blue kneepads and wrestling boots.

He asked for a mic, and climbing on the nearest corner, he addresed the crowd:

Heeeelloooo AFW!!

I've been fighting in the name of justice for a long time now, cleaning up leagues of wrongdoers... I've been through a lot but no matter what, I've always prevailed in the ring.

My name is Lightning of Justice! *dramatic pause* and I've come here to the biggest stage of all to be the hero this league deserves!!

He was expecting a huge roar from the crowd, but what he got was a mixed bag of cheers, roled eyes, and half assed claps.

It did not matter to him at all. He was pumped and itching to start the match and win over the crowd. He was finally on the world stage and he was going to become a famous hero like the luchadores he grew up watching.

He then proceeded to remove his cape, hanging it over the ring post while he waited for his opponent to arrive

Mariko did a few light stretches backstage as she waited to be cued down to the ring for her match. Her opponent tonight was a young man making his debut in the AFW, and that’s all she knew about him. Though she felt she’d made tremendous progress since her own arrival, it hadn’t even been a full year since Mariko had made her debut. It put her journey in an interesting perspective for her, and at the same time she felt she likely knew exactly how this guy had to be feeling right now.

Even from behind the curtain, Mariko could hear the luchador’s confident words, which elicited a chuckle from the beauty. “Cute.” was all she said in response. And within moments, Humble Neighborhoods by P!nk was playing over the speakers, followed by Mariko stepping out onto the stage.

Dressed in her usual ring attire, she sauntered down the aisle to the ring with an almost seductive grin, while also giving her hips just the right amount of shake to draw plenty of staring eyes and catcalls as she moved. As she ascended the steel steps and entered the ring a mic was offered to her to give her a chance to respond to the masked man’s words, but Mariko simply waved a dismissive hand to turn it down.

The purple-haired vixen giggled while eyeing her foe from across the ring. “Well hey there, handsome. Lets have some fun.” she said, giving him a playful wink. Seconds later the bell rand to start the bout, and Mariko immediately inched her way out toward the center of the ring with her arms up, before lunging forward to try to initiate a lockup with the masked wrestler to start things off.

LoJ was bouncing on his heels when Humble Neighborhoods sounded in the arena.

He knew little about AFW other than it was the biggest stage he could ever be wrestling in.
He knew about possibly having to wrestle women but for some odd reason he could only picture that to be something resembling of a dude with a wig and lipstick, so tonight he was in for a pleasant surprise.

When he looked up to the entrance to see his opponent for tonight's match, his eyes widened.
He never had faced a woman in the ring before, but on top of that this was the most stunning girl he had ever seen!

Well, that was unexpected!, he thought, gleaming with excitement on his debut day.

He answered her playful wink with a bright honest smile as he replied to her: Right back at'cha!

His eagerness to start the match was overflowing when the bell rang. Let's do this! came out of a confident smile and as Mariko lunged towards him he did the same, engaging her  lockup in the middle of the ring.

A giggle escaped Mariko’s lips as the young man shouted out, brimming with confidence. Sort of reminded her of another knucklehead she knew: her brother. But hopefully for LoJ, that was where the similarities ended. Otherwise, this likely wasn’t going to go well for him.

Mariko wasn’t a huge girl by any stretch, but this young man wasn’t exactly a walking mountain himself. Curious to see whether or not she could overpower him, she decided to test it out and find out for certain.

“Lets see what you’ve got, big guy~”

So, she attempted to take a step forward and push against the masked man, and if she could manage it then would follow up with another. She’d take as many such steps as possible, seeking to drive her foe right back against the nearest set of ropes behind him.

Mariko's strength caught him completely by surprise.
He wasn't expecting such a cute girl to be this strong and that gave her an early advantage causing him to give in the first step rather quickly. "Hnnn" Then after some more struggling came a second step.

"Shit, gotta do something or I'll be in trouble" he thought as he dug his feet on the mat, not wanting to let her keep pushing him back any further.
But the golden clad beauty clearly had the momentum going in her favor so LoJ decided to use it against her.

The masked man let his feet go, allowing her momentum to push them back and grabbing her by the back of her neck, he placed both his boots on her lean belly in order to monkey flip her over him.

"Haaah!"

If he was successful he will perform a "kung-fu" flip to get back on his feet and quickly turned to face her, ready to go.

The first couple steps came without too much difficulty as Mariko drove the newcomer backward. The initial step was clearly a simple matter of catching the young man off guard. The next one was contested, but Mariko managed to overpower her foe and force him another step back.

“My, my. Such a strong one.” she said almost tauntingly with a playful giggle as her foe managed to dig his feet down and prevent himself from being pushed back any further. It did seem he was capable of at least matching Mariko’s strength, however, even if he wasn’t able to force her back the same way she had with him. The real question now was whether he could adapt now, or continue fighting a futile contest of strength.

Slightly to Mariko’s surprise, LoJ proved the former to be the correct answer, as the violet-haired vixen found herself being tossed over with a monkey flip, bringing her down onto her back on the mat. Mariko herself had used the same tactic many times in her matches, and now having it thrown back at her brought a chuckle from her lips as she pulled herself back to her feet.

“Not too bad.” she said as she began to circle her foe again. And after a few seconds Mariko would then lunge toward the masked man once again, attempting to initiate another lockup.

It felt good to pull that off. Otherwise she’d cornered him against the ropes, and that’s never a good way to start a match. Ever.

The masked wrestler smiled at her remark. “You’re not half bad either” He replied with a smile as both wrestlers circled each other right before Mariko went in for another lockup.

She was definitely strong and being able to make playful remarks while pushing him back as she did before, were another indicator of her strength.
But LoJ was not one to run away and both combatants met again in the middle of the ring in a elbow and collar tie up, with Tension’s newest hero pushing back from the start “HHrrrnng!”

After what happened before, going for another lockup was more of a matter of him wanting to stand his ground early in the match than the normal strategy he'd go for, but soon enough, and specially if his purple haired foe proved again to be as strong as he thought, he’d attempt to break the lockup and catch Mariko in a tight side-headlock.

The two were locked up again, but this time the newcomer wasn’t letting himself get pushed back so easily. Instead, with a quick shift of his body, Mariko found herself getting an arm slung around her neck to put her in a headlock.

In most cases, this would be the part where she’d push off his back, sending the luchador into the ropes. And had Mariko been more naive, she likely would’ve, too. But she was smart enough to guess that someone who wrestles with a lucha libre style and isn’t a powerhouse was likely very comfortable running the ropes and flying through the air. Pushing him away like that would likely just set herself up for some sort of disadvantage. The best option was to keep LoJ as stationary as possible.

So instead of pushing off of him, Mariko pushed up on the constricting arm, hoping to shift if just enough so that she could slip her head out of his grip. And if she could, she’d then wrap her arm around the masked man’s neck, looking to turn the tables and put him in a side headlock, pulling his head nice and snug right up against the side of her breast. But if she could get the hold on him, Mariko would only hold it for a brief moment before pulling and twisting forward, aiming to flip LoJ over her hip and take him down to the mat, all the while keeping the headlock in place.

As LoJ was able to get her in the headlock, he started planning his next move.
From his experience his foe would normally push off him sending him to the ropes or he would just run out to them by himself but taking her with him wanting to perform some type of bulldog maneuver "time to fly!" he thought.

So when Mariko pushed up instead, she took him by surprise freeing herself from the masked man’s grip and got him into a headlock of her own.

“Hgnnh” was all the young man could muster as she squeezed his head against her breast, and before he could process all that, he was tossed to the floor abruptly with a swift headlock takedown “Oughh..!” A grunt escaped his lips as he landed.

He ended up laying on the floor with Mariko’s headlock tightly secured and keeping him in place, with his head snugged right up to her breast. Noticing his predicament, and the soft touch of her breast brushing against his face, made LoJ blush under his mask “Shhiiiaat… gootta get out of this…” he thought to himself and hoped that his mask could cover the light shade of red that was starting to flare on his cheeks before she could notice.

If Mariko didn’t stop him somehow, he would start to squirm and try to push against her back and elbow to try to escape his predicament “HHnnn, Hhhhhnnng!” but in the process of doing so, he might end up rubbing his mask against her smushy pillow.

Mariko looked into the eyes of the young luchador and took delight in the surprise in his eyes after he’d been brought down to the mat with the takedown. But even more amusing than that was the growing embarrassment in his face as it was pushed right up against Mariko’s breast. At first it was all in his eyes, but it didn’t take long at all for what little of his face was showing to start growing red.

“Fufu~ Enjoying ourselves, are we?” Mariko teased, shifting her torso a bit to deliberately rub the side of her breast against his masked face. But as small as that was, little did LoJ know that Mariko had she had already figured out perhaps his greatest weakness, or at least the biggest she could exploit. Despite his initial confidence, it seemed he was shy with this kind of contact. And against a seductress like Mariko, that was bad news to say the least for LoJ.

But before the vixen could make the most of her potential advantage, the newcomer would have to be worn down some more. Flustered as being this up close and personal with her cleavage might’ve made him, he was still able to struggle in her hold. Her body shifted forward as he pushed against her, causing her chest to push down onto his face for a brief moment, which gave Mariko an idea.

“Oh, so you want more of them, huh?” she said, again in a teasing tone while adjusting her body in an attempt to swing a leg over him and straddle his stomach. This meant she would have to sacrifice the grip she had on the headlock, but if successful it would buy her quite a nice position on top of the masked man, where she would then try to grab onto his wrists in an attempt to push them down to the mat, while positioning her chest only inches above her adversary's face.