Reunion for Two

Somewhere in Tokyo, there was a club that looked just like almost every other business place from the outside. It's located in the underground level, but there's a little sign that let people know that it's there. After taking down the steps from the roadside, one would find a normal looking door, although beyond it wasn't a place people might thought it'd be. It's a relatively dimly lit place, and the decorations were pretty simple. Once a customer went past the door, they could see a bar nearby, along with a couple of tables and chairs.

The club was quite spacious, but most of it was occupied by the ring across the bar, and the watching area surrounding it even if one could still watch the action on the ring from the bar. The place wasn't always crowded, but today it was actually more packed than usual. The reason being that as of late, there was a particular fighter that had been charming the visitors, even attracting more newcomers at faster rate than normal.

It wasn't long before an Arabic theme was played on the speakers, and from the ramp across the ring came out a female figure with blue hair, prompting a round of cheers from the audience. She wore a veil to cover half of her face, while the rest of her body was partially covered with
a purple bikini top and a similar colored dancer dress and some decorations.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we proudly present you our hottest girl at the moment, The Night Dancer!" said the host for the fight while the girl was doing some dancing as she made her way into the ring.

The dancer swayed her hips and arms after she reached the center of the ring, and the crowds were getting pumped out as well. This place had been known for being a stepping stone for some girls who'd later make their appearance in the AFW, and this so called Night Dancer had been the favorites of the crowds to be the one making her move next. She first appeared about a month ago, and despite not having too many matches under her belt yet, she had surely been captivating her audiences in no time, judging from the cheers and whistles they threw at her.

"Now, this evening's event is quite special..." said the host after the crowds had calmed down a bit. "...because one of you are going to get a chance to be in the ring with her! But! As some of you may already know... she's only taking girls... so Ladies!!! What are you waiting for?!"

The crowds roared almost immediately, and a lot of girls were raising their hands, hoping to be picked. Some of them looked like they didn't care what was going to happen to them on the ring, given that her fights were pretty sexual, while others looked genuinely interested in giving the Night Dancer a proper fight.

The night life of Tokyo never failed to impress the french heiress Natasha Loclear, and for a woman accustomed to visiting the most expensive clubs in all of Europe that was truly saying something. She was always discovering a new venue, whether through hearing of it from a friend or recieving an invitation in the hope her presence would rise their reputation amongst the other competing clubs, but the best of them she had found were the ones hidden from the public eye. Natasha was stepping through the door of one such place that evening, wearing a nearly skin tight blue top with a flowing black skirt that ran to her ankles but had a cut all the way up the right side showing off her thigh as well as the rest of her long, powerful leg. The heels of her black leather boots clicked upon the hardwood floor as she made her way inside and over to the large bar along one side of the establishment, brushing her luxurious blue hair behind her shoulders as she stepped up to it and ordered a drink.

A smile and a wink were all it took for Natasha to have fellow patrons buying her drinks, not that she needed them to but it was always fun to meet people in this way. She was distracted from them however by the announcer introducing a stunning woman already in the ring, Natasha having arrived just in time to witness the erotic contests the club was famous for. She had been in a number of bars just like this one through the years when she was traveling Europe wrestling, hiding her activities as business or learning trips to her family, but even Natasha found herself impressed by the beauty this club had in its employ.

Bidding farewell to the others at the bar Natasha walked into the watching area with drink in hand, gulping down its contents and placing it down upon a random table before she came to a stop near the ring itself. Working in the AFW came with the perk of fame, especially when one was the hentai champion, and it wasn't long before some of the crowd around her become to murmur her name, looking at her when the announcer asked for volunteers.

Shrugging Natasha raised her hand, she hadn't intended on doing anything but watching but even she couldn't resist the chance to have some fun with this woman. "How about me, Natasha Loclear?" She called out with the crowd turning to look at her all at once, Natasha grinning wide as the announcer quickly said "Of course! Ladies and gentlemen please welcome Natasha Loclear, a worthy challenger for our Night Dancer if I ever saw one!"

Natasha was guided into a back room where she was able to change out of her expensive clothing and into a white and gold bikini, just one of dozens there but one of the few that fit the cup size of the buxom heiress. Once changed Natasha walked out to the ring and climbed inside, feeling giddy with excitement at the chance to have some fun with this Night Dancer, that was until she got close and reached out her hand to shake the woman's hand for she realized she knew who this was. "Azami?" She said in a whisper so no one in the crowd would hear her.

The Night Dancer's face was hidden behind her veil, and with just her blue eyes visible to most people, it's hard to tell whether she's smiling in excitement from the prospect of facing AFW's current Hentai Champion, Natasha Loclear, or if she's being nervous about it. As good as her records were, it looked like a contest between a semi-pro at best against a pro, a champion on top of that. Without a doubt it'd serve as an excellent entertainment for everyone in the club tonight.

She shook Natasha's hand, but quickly retracted hers when the girl mentioned a name. Her gaze was rather cold, but then again it could be from the anticipation of the upcoming fight. The Night Dancer wasn't known as a talkative figure after all.

"Azami...? Whatever could you have meant by that...?" she replied coldly before taking a step away, ready to start the match.

Natasha leaned in close as she shook hands with the woman she could have sworn was the friend she hadn't seen in nearly a year, trying to peer through the veil to make sure but the Night Dancer pulled away before she got a good look. The woman seemed confused by the name rather than surprised or worried, it certainly didn't seem like the reaction she would expect from Azami. If this wasn't her though then it was an incredibly close resmeblance, Natasha might not have been able to see her face behind the veil but the body and the woman's eyes were just as she remembered from Azami.

"Oh sorry, my mistake. You just look like someone I know." Natasha said in apolegy before smiling once again, taking a couple steps back to show she too was ready for the match to begin. She had been mistaken but that didn't mean she was any less eager to have some fun with this Night Dancer, the fact that she looked so much like Azami only increased her desire for this.

The announcer hadn't caught the confusion on Natasha's face or the exchange between the two women and continued on unaware, describing the rules for Natasha as well as anyone else there who was new to the club. "Your usual wrestling rules apply here ladies but to win you have to score a submission, no pinfall here. Oh and I know neither of you needs any encouragement but remember we here at this fine establishment encourage the sexuality of our great female wrestlers, so have fun!"

Natasha laughed, nodding to the announcer before turning back to face her opponent with a bright smile on her lips. "I'm ready when you are, lets have some fun with this!" With that said the announcer rang the bell and the match began, Natasha stepping up into the center of the ring with her arms raised and hands open, looking to lunge in on the Night Dancer for a quick grab around her waist to pull her into a bear hug, breasts pressed firmly together with Natasha's top already threatening to slip from the side to side rubbing she was doing.

"Hmmph," the girl in veil just scoffed as the match started, although she was startled when Natasha suddenly lunged towards her right from the start, resulting in herself getting caught with the bearhug. "Nnnggh...!"

The crowds were getting up to their feet. It's not usual to see the Night Dancer getting caught early on, but then again she was facing a pro on a heavy caliber here. The fact that two hot looking ladies were already tangled together from the start, bodies pressed and slightly rubbed against each other, was more important than the result.

"Urrgg..." the Night Dancer grunted, trying to push herself up by using Natasha's shoulders.

Her intention was to set herself so her legs could wrap themselves around the other blue haired girl's waist. That was only half of the plan to, as she'd also try to pull the face of Natasha into her cleavage to smother her, turning her opponent's move against herself!

"How do I always get myself into these situations?" Natasha found herself wondering as she hoisted the so called Night Dancer up into the air, giving the crowd gathered around the ring what they wanted from the very beginning as she slid her breasts over the other woman's own. Dancer had quite the heavenly pair, both large and firm much like Natasha's lovely mounds were, but if the contest had been purely between their chests she was confident she would come out on top. She was confident regardless though, even if she had little knowledge of how skilled Night Dancer really was.

She would get a lesson in just what the veiled woman could do however quite quickly as she found Dancer's legs wrapping around her midsection. She had rather strong legs even amongst AFW wrestlers, a surprise to Natasha who had suspected she was facing off with a rookie at best, not expecting such force and especially not the quick move to smother her with Dancer's luscious chest.

Natasha began to head towards one of the ring corners with Night Dancer in tow, doing her best to carry her over quickly so she could ram her back first into the turnbuckles.

The Night Dancer kept her hold on Natasha intact despite realizing that she was being brought towards the corner. She squeezed harder and pulled the face of her opponent deeper into her cleavage, hoping to weaken the other blue haired girl as much as she could before she was able to execute whatever plan she had in mind.

Not that it'd take too many guess in this situation, even for a layman. Then it happened, her back was rammed to the turnbuckle with enough force to make her let go of her opponent.

"Nnngh...!" she grunted, her arms hung on the top ropes while her legs also loosened to the point they're just barely wrapped around Natasha's waist.

This Night Dancer had quite a firm grip around Natasha's waist, showcasing a strength in her legs she had only experienced in an AFW rign up until tonight. She groaned from the pain radiating out from her midsection but carried on despite it, focused on putting one foot in front of the other until the turnbuckle was within reach. It should have come as no surprise to Dancer when Natasha lunged forward slamming the back of the woman into the unmoving corner of the ring, the woman's arms slipping from around her head while her legs were loosened to the point of barely hanging on.

"There we go, much better." Natasha said in a sigh of relief from the stress on her ribs. Her head was still down by the woman's chest and with a playful smirk Natasha slid her tongue over the left breast, flicking Dancer's nipple just once before stepping back. She would line herself up and then jump straight ahead, her breasts poised to slam into Dancer's face while her knees went for the stomach.

"Nnn...!" The Night Dancer moaned through her veil as she felt the flick of Natasha's tongue on her partly covered breast.

She was still recovering from the slam and wasn't able to defend herself properly as her opponent then charged back onto her, ramming her large breasts and knee on her face and stomach respectively. Her cry of pain was almost muffled immediately by the orbs of the other blue haired girl, the pain made her limping a bit in the corner.

"Nnnghh..."

Natasha gripped the top ropes on either side of the woman's body and pulled her chest firmly against Dancer's head, moving her upper body a few inches from side to side to really rub them in the woman's face. Of course this brought her body into close contact with Dancer's breasts as well, feeling them get sandwiched between her and Dancer. It was quite the pleasant sensation and from this intimate contact she could tell just how firm the woman's breasts were, despite their size they held their lovely shape very well even underneath the pressure being exerted on them.

Those watching from all around them were making their happiness with how the match was progressing very well known, calling out their names and whistling at the heat of the action. Natasha spared them a quick glance and a smile but turned her attention back to this Dancer before long.

"Lets get this truly started shall we?" Natasha whispered to the woman while hooking her arms over the ropes, using the insides of her elbows to hook on them freeing her hands to work at the knot tying Dancer's bikini top together.