Training(?) Day!

After his rather embarrassing loss (And wet dream inducing) loss to Soledad Vega, Kid Youkai had been having trouble sleeping. He was ruining underwear on a daily basis almost every night thinking about the match he had with Sola that had left him sexually dominated, smothered and just plain beaten. He couldn't even go to school anymore without thinking about Sola and was popping boners in the middle of class, having to either wear jackets in the middle of summer or just remain seated in his desk just to conceal it!

Kid, or rather Tatsumi had all but given up wrestling SINCE that loss. He couldn't focus on school. he couldn't train, he couldn't even play video games! All he was doing now was going home and burning the hours away fapping on his computer with all the footage and pictures of Sola that he could find! This was hardly productive but it was how he got through the day!

After too much time off, Tatsumi received a letter from AFW that warned him if he didn't get back in the ring soon, they would either have to take him off the monthly payroll and put him on commission pay or just drop him from the league all together.

Upon hearing this, Tatsumi did the one thing he knew he could do.... Ask his mom to drop him off at a restaurant where he said his friends would be, before walking a mile or two to head into the AFW Training Facility without her knowing.

Upon stepping inside and seeing all the treadmills and weight machines, Tatsumi didn't really know WHERE to go or where to start. The place had tons of ripped dudes and hard bodied, voluptuous girls, it was no place for a scrawny kid like him.

"...Maybe there's tutorial level?"

Soledad Vega could feel every eye that went her way, from the moment she stepped onto the AFW grounds. And it wasn't as if the newcomer was trying to avoid. Between a pair of hip-hugging track shorts, and a bright yellow spots bra strategically purchased a size too small, there was little demure or shy about the way Sola was carrying herself.

And really, the freshly-minted 24/7 Champion had plenty of reason not to be so bold. The 24/7 belt's open stipulations meant that Sola was walking around with a target on her back, every time she was out and about. Yet still, here she was, bold as anything, sashaying her curvaceous hips through the gymnasium as if she didn't have a care in the world.

For a moment, Sola took five to lean back on the wall, dab at her sweat-sheened body, and survey the full expanse of the gym. She wore a grin that told the world she didn't have a single worry, anywhere in her buxom body. The AFW newcomer was simply relaxing after a warm-up jog, taking her time through her workout routine. And she didn't care for a moment who knew it.

With a haughty turn of her head, Sola tried to send the message that she, in turn, didn't care who she saw. In truth, however, a quick scan of the room revealed one young athlete that Sola cared a great deal about seeing: the Youkai Kid!

Sola lifted the back of her hand over her mouth, trying and failing to stifle a laugh. Her win over the poor Kid had gotten a huge audience, the kind of domination that defined a solid mixed wrestilng competition. If Sola were honest, it was probably one of the things that kept her in contention for the 24/7 Championship, after her initial bid had come up short. And now, her favorite little plaything was standing right there, in the gym.

The Kid looked like a deer in the headlights, as he took in the full view of the AFW training gym. Much the same way he'd looked, when Soledad had her way with him in the middle of the ring. Throwing her hair back to one side, Sola fixed her gaze on The Kid. Sola leaned back, arching her spine to pull her soft brown flesh tight over her chiseled muscles. Sola let the thin sheen of sweat work its way down her body, just waiting for the moment that the Youkai Kid would notice her, on the wall.

Kid was busy looking around where to even go when he finally saw a weight bench. With his tounge in the corner of his mouth, the teenage adult prepared to begin 'pumping iron'. But the moment he turned around, it was as if a ghost had been watching him. The eyes of a Latin goddess were the first things he saw and his felt like it dropped to the floor the moment he saw Her.

The Kid's eyes were wide and his saw her fit body arched, her chiseled brown abs, lovely black hair. The curves of her perfect breast looking as if they were ready to pop from the constraints of that small sports bra. Her ample hips and slender, toned waist on full display as she just stared him.

She was beyond hot. She was a goddess and the poor schoolboy that worshiped her could only stand there frozen in time with his jaw wide open as his heart thumped and his knees threatened to give.

The boy tried to raise his hand to wave before he got cold foot and just stared at the ground before... Running right out of the gym! Not able to look Sola in the eye anymore as the young virgin dashed out of there and held his junk, trying to hide the bulging boner!

Soledad prostated herself against the wall, and ran her eyes up and down the unsuspecting Kid. It seemed like the teenage street fighter was living a charmed life, at the moment, between her dominant matches and fresh title win. But the Youkai Kid was his own unique brand of fun, and one that Sola found simply irresistible.

When he finally turned and saw her, Sola played coy. Let her eyes drift off to the side of the gym, as if she could have been looking at anything. She took a deep breath, her ample breasts swelling against her tight gym top before she let out a long sigh that relaxed her body. She leaned back against the wall, letting her body look as inviting as possible to the Youkai Kid.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sola waited to see his reaction. For what felt like forever, the Kid did nothing. Frozen in place. Sola knew he had seen her. He had to. But he was standing there like a log, blank, frozen. Sola wondered what was going through his head ... until she realized it wasn't just his demeanor that had gone rigid.

"Aaahhhahh hah hah haahhh!" Sola belted out a loud, long laugh, as the Youkai Kid went running out of the gym! The sultry latina street fighter lost her composure, planting her hands on her knees for support as her shoulders heaved with laughter. "Aaah hah! Hah!" she was practically gasping, as she lifted a hand to wipe at her eyes. "That Kid is priceless ..." Dabbing her forehead with the water bottle, Sola sat down on a weight bench, and waited patiently to see if the poor young man would end up coming back.

Kid ran and barely heard Sola laughing away as he just bolted as hard and fast as he could. Resisting the urge to just grab his junk and start whacking and smacking after Sola blasted his hormones straight to uncontrollable oblivion as her saw her sweat sheened body glistening in front of him, her ample breasts swelling against her bright yellow top. Kid couldn't take it. He just ran, even as he heard the faint sound of bellowing laughter behind him.

From the gym facility, he blasted his way off the grounds, passed the entrance gate and onto the busy Kyoto metroplex. Kid didn't think he could run so fast for this long but he was pulling it off, running with everything he had before desperately hailing for a cab.

"T-TAAAAAAAAXXXIIII!!!" He shrieked hard before getting into a cab and demanding he be brought to a local formal wear store.... He was! And he rushed into the be quickly and hastily fitted with a Tuxedo like there was no time to waste! Save for the fact Kid had to call his mom and beg for her credit card number to approve all this...

He went to a local florist and got a nice big bouquet of flowers before hurrying back in the cab and driving back to the gym over what became a good hour and a half.

"T-Thank you!" Yelled the Kid before he rushed back into the gym and stormed inside wearing a Tuxudo and his wrestling mask! surrounded by people covered and sweat and gym clothes as he searched for Sola within the gym! Hoping the hot Latina was still there!

His head shifted frantically in a near panic as he searched left to right for her, all while wondering if he should do this! She'd probably laugh at him! She'd probably say no!

"N-No turning back!" He screamed to himself.

Soledad found herself gasping for air, unable to quiet her body-wracking laughs after watching the Youkai Kid run screaming out of the gym. That alone proved to be more intense than any abdominal workout she'd done in weeks!

As the screech of peeling tires manages to pierce the doors of the gym, Sola was already pushing herself off of the gym wall. Things had been looking up for the teenage street fighter since coming to Japan- between overcoming a local legend in Carmen Rodriguez, capturing her 24/7 Tension Championship belt, and making a hell of an impression on the fans, Sola had a lot of reasons to smile, these days. However, she had to admit that her encounters with the twitchy, virginal Youkai Kid were among her absolute favorites.

Sola strode confidently through her surroundings, right down the center of the gym. She recognized a few of the regulars, even saw some AFW competitors utilizing the equipment. And still, not a one of them made a motion toward her. It was a shame, Sola thought- she would have taken this kind of opportunity in a heartbeat. But, wether they were discouraged by post-workout exhaustion, or the latina spitfire's sauntering confidence, there seemed to be no one in the gym that was willing to step up to the plate and take their shot.

Soledad made her way to the showers. She gave a challenging smirk to anyone looking her way- which, to no surprise, would have been a good number of the hopefuls and wannabes working out at the equipment. Sola turned her attention to the desk clerk. He wasn't much older than the Youkai Kid, Sola realizes, as she leaned over the counter and planted her impressive rack on the cool wood. She pointed behind him, for a towel, and then a bottle of water. All too eagerly, the towel boy complied.

He was amusing, but lacked that energetic foppishness of the Youkai Kid. Sola slung the towel over her shoulder, then began to sip at her water. She smirked at the towel boy's staring, but it felt hollow. A quality that made her ears perk up, as she heard the voice of the Youkai Kid, once again! Finally!

Sola waited until the Kid finally saw her, water bottle poised tentatively over her lips. Towel slung over her shoulder. With her off-hand, she shoved the towel boy aside. When she finally had the Kid in her sights, Sola opened her lips and placed the water bottle against them. She let the clear liquid spill over her lips, overflowing, to come trickling down across her ample breasts. She winked in the Kid's direction, as droplet after droplet splashed against her chest. Then, leaning back, Sola would beckon him in with a nod of her head. She dabbed her chest with the towel, slowly, enticing the Kid to come forward and continue the fun ...

The tuxedo clad Youkai Kid was back in the gym and only had to look around for a moment before he saw Sola. His eyes finding her already staring at him like she knew where to find him. And in an instant, he felt all his confidence sapped from his body!

The way she opened her soft, ample lips. Kid Youkai wished he was THAT water bottle but further more! The poor boy found himself practically drooling as he watched the water trickle down her flawless, ample and large breasts, soaking them sensually as she gave him a flirty little wink.

"!..!...! !@#$%^&*!!" Kid felt his brain get scrambled and his little solider began to proudly stand in attention!! His clear, head or heels state and obvious arousal only getting WORSE ss he watched Sola's sexy display, his knees buckling together as he practically drooled for her.

But, the very moment he saw Sola beckon him, his heart gave a long, deep beat before it stopped and he froze, his mind making sure she was talking about HIM. Yes, she meant him. Go! GO! GO! GO! GO!

"Yes Ma'am!!!" Exclaimed the boy as his arm stuck out perfectly straight, holding the large bouquet of flowers while his legs kicked at the floor like a buzzsaw spinning before he took off without a moment to lose! The smitten virgin chasing right after the Latin goddess!

Sola didn't bother to look over her shoulder- she knew the Youkai Kid would be following right behind her. Even before she heard his squealed agreement, the teenage street fighter knew he'd be at her heels like a puppy. Sola let out a chuckle, as she heard his feet beating the floor, trying to keep up.

Heading into the shower room, Sola reached out. The 24/7 Title was still slung around her shoulder, as she sauntered into the room. Turning to face The Kid, Sola leaned back against the tiled wall. She grinned at him, putting her thumb beneath elastic band of her yellow sports top. She tugged at it, playfully.

"So, Youkai," Sola said, with a wink, "you haven't forgotten about our first match, have you? You tried so hard to win, didn't you? And then-" With her off hand, Sola flicked on the shower head, sending a steady stream of hot water into the room. It splashed against her front, making her slight spandex workout gear cling to her body.

Turning, Soledad let the water splash against her body. She threw her hair over to one side. "So tell me, Youkai Kid, what are you after, huh? Lots of the boys in Tension, they want to wrestle to make the girls hurt and scream. You're not like that though, are you?" Sola leaned forward, letting her soaking wet top sag to expose the lower curve of her breasts, "Or are you? Do you want to make me suffer, Kid? Cry? To make me submit to you?

"Or do you want something like this?" Sola ran her hand up her wet body, along her abs, to the title belt around her shoulder. "A championship, a clear sign that you're the best? All the fame and money that comes with? All the women? Tell me, Kid, what is it that you want, eh?" Sola grinned, wickedly.

Like the lovesick puppy he was, The Kid followed Sola into the showers, not caring if he was supposed to or not! Sola was the sole thing on his mind and he followed the Latin queen without hesitation before stopping, red faced and wide eyed as he saw her saunter into the room and lean against the wall, tugging at the top that barely contained her perfect breasts.

Her words mezmerised him, hearing her speak so sultry before turning the water on and letting it soak her flawless frame. The Kid's knees shook and he nearly dropped his flowers as he saw Sola's body soaked in steamy water, her spandex covered workout gear now sticking to her body as it was soaked.

Kid heard EVERYTHING Sola said but he was too frozen to respond as he stared at Sola, a boner popping between his legs as he began to sweat, his eyes trailing every corner of her body, barely even paying attention to the belt that shielded her abs as he took a long gander down her partially exposed, soaked breasts.

Kid didn't need to hear anymore! Everything Sola was saying was so far from the truth! It made the Kid speak up to let Sola know the turth!

"N-No Ma'am!" He said sharply as he dropped to one knee and held out the flowers.

"Y-You're what I'm after! Ms. Soledad Vega!" He yelled sharply before he gripped his mask and tossed it aside! Revealing his true face for the first time to anyone!

"M-M-My... My...My.... M-Mu....Muh...Grm.... M-My name is...T-T-Tat... Tatsumi Rokubungi!! I am... Eighteen years old and attend high-school as a senior! A-And... I... I..." He paused, panting heavily, feeling like he was going to shoot out his lungs until he swallowed deeply and looked Sola in the eyes.

"Please! Go out with me!" Said the nervous to death Kid with the firmest voice he could muster as he bowed his head, winced and raised his bouquet of flowers to the latin goddess he was devoted to!

Sola was relaxing, letting the hot water wash over her in a cascading mist. Completely relaxed, Sola let each bead of water massage her body without much care. Each patter of water splashed against her flesh, splattering against her wet self. Sola rolled her head back, and looked down at her curvaceous figure.

Her light brown skin was glistening, with the thin layer of water washing over her. She saw each bead of water as it splashed against her, the sensation proving enticing. As Sola stood there, she looked down and saw her body responding. As each bead of water splashed against her, Sola saw her nipples begin to harden, and poke against the sheer fabric of her top.

Looking back toward the Youkai Kid, however, Soledad still found him more entertaining than she had ever expected him to be. Sola was used to boys asking her out- though getting their full biography, and such a formal proposition for a simple date, was completely new! Sola couldn't manage to hold back her laughter, which echoed through the shower room. She stared at The Kid's unmasked face, wide-eyed. She didn't know if masks held the same significance here as they did for wrestlers in Central and South America, but Youkai Kid seemed more than eager to toss his aside, for her! And in such dramatic fashion!

Reaching out, Soledad cupped some of the shower water in her hands. Then, she threw it against herself. She felt the hot water splash against her body, before caressing her flesh. She shook her head, trying to process what had just happened. And to choke back any further laughter.

"So, Youkai," she said, "is that what you're after? I don't know, little man ..." Sola trailed off, as she walked slowly toward the kid. "You didn't seem to ... 'handle' things well, the last time we met. Though you did make some very entertaining noises ..." Stepping up to the Kid, Sola leaned forward, pressing her soaking wet breasts against the Kid's pressed suit, looking eagerly into his eyes to see his reaction. "Tell me, what exactly do you have planned, for all of this?"