Hentai is an art

This was gonna be great, Andrew Bennit had been looking forwards to getting his own back on Velvet Valentine ever since she embarrassed him on her first interview with him some time back. The German/French hentai wrestler might have forgotten but he had not...

Now, with the Valentine's latest defeat at the hands of Akashi in a match that should have been her own (the Valentine's day match), he had the fuel he needed to get that measure of revenge on her. He presently stood outside her dressing room, patiently awaiting her appearance with a cameraman set and a microphone in hand.

Finally that time came, the dressing room opened with a fragrant and somewhat seductive rush of misty, most likely fresh out of the showers. Velvet Valentine voluptuous form emerged from out of the fog, dressed scarcely in a towel that was pretty much just being held in front of her belly and crotch with the one hand.

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Andrew was slightly taken aback by the sight of her so brashly walking out into the corridor like this, not even seeming to care that her breasts were on display to whom ever cared to look (And he certainly couldn't help but take a peek!)... But should he really have been all that surprised?

"Eh.. Ms. Valentine, a moment if you will." He said, purposefully placing a hand on the German's shoulder so that she would have no choice but to stop and take whatever embarrassing questions and comments he could come up with. She did indeed stop, her head and half open eye tilting down slowly to look at the hand placed upon her shoulder. Without really asking, Andrew started the interview, his microphone in front of his lips to hide his slightly sadistic smile

"A while back when we met you spoke of all of the great Hentai names in AFW Friction and of how you would be making all of them your valentine... Something I must note that I always found confusing considering you yourself are 'The Valentine'. " Andrew said with sarcastic finger quotation marks. Velvet Valentine had by this time turned to face the snarky reporter, her large breasts seemingly aimed for his chest as she slowly and silkily took a step towards him. A somewhat knowing and suggestive smile played on her lips and prompted Andrew to take a step back, creating a gap between them which the German French babe shortly afterwards closed in on again.

"Eh... well... however in your most recent match, in a battle seemingly named after you, on a day that is supposed to be your own... You lost to one of those you mentioned that you would make 'your valentine'. " Velvet Valentine seemed to know exactly what Andrew Bennit was trying to do here, of course he wasn't being all that subtle about it. However it wasn't her that was being unsettled, but rather him as her naked bust briefly came into contact with his chest, prompting him to take another step back.. She, of course, followed.

"So... uhm.. What I'm getting at is.." He'd kinda lost his train of thought and the punchline he had intended to strike at her heart with, ended up losing all impact... "What's up with that?" He said, turning the microphone on her.

For a lengthy moment she did not speak, simply continuing her almost intrusive gaze into his eyes with a smile as if imaging all of the hentai holds she could put him into if she wanted to. Eventually she moved her right hand silently to hold out in front of her, expectantly. Andrew glanced at it then back at her.

"Eh.. what?  ...I'm not sure what you want.." He murmured, she remain silently only for a couple of moments longer

"Before ze Valetine speaks about zat or anything else, ve both know from our... mmm.. persönliche last interview zat zis is going to go down von of two vays-a... Und both of zhose vays involve ze Valentine holding a sechs inch long stange in her hand... vhich vill it be? Ze mic, or shall I see if you can manage to size up to my expectations.." She said looking down towards his crotch area. Andrew considered his options for a moment before meekly placing the microphone in her hand so as not to have a repeat of what happened last time.

"Hmm.. Vat a pity.. I vas hoping you vould stand firm on keeping your microphone zis time... I can already see you are already standing firm in other area-z..." She teased Andrew one last time before turning to address the camera


"Ja, ja, mein Aki-chan beat ze Valentine in a valentine's day match. She made ze Valentine cum gut und hart... But you see, zat has only fueled the fires of désir. Und as sure as ze Valentine is at zis very moment making thousands of panties vet und trousers bulge all around the vorld, ze Valentine vill make Aki-chan ma valentine... vith time...

Zat vill be zen, zis is now..

After ze Valentine last defeat, she's fired up with sexuel passion... she vill take to ze ring again, she vill take another target of her affection-z... Und vhen ze Valentine get ahold of zat target..." Velvet Valentine smiled knowing, shaking her head as she closed her eyes and pinched her lips together, imaging all of the things she wanted to do to them.

"zheir body vill be ze canvas for ze Valentine sensual masterpiece..
zheir face vill be painted vith ze most exquisite expression of lust
zheir voice und groans vill be akin to ze most ecstasy inducing symphony." She opened her eyes and giggled faintly

"Even poets vill write stanzas about ze vay zheir sveat rolls down ze sculpture of zheir naked body...

Zen... Maybe... Just maybe... Ze Valentine might consider ending ze match und carrying zheir unconscious naked body home for a night zat vill leave zhem vith a sexuel fever" She moved in closer to gaze deep into the camera

"Je suis desja d'amour tanné Ma tres doulce Valentinée" And with nothing further more than a sultry smile, Anka pushed the microphone back into the hands of Andrew Bennet and walked off camera.

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