Daisuke Takeuchi Vs Tessa "Blue" Malore: Sad Goodbyes!

Tessa was somewhat unsure if the Wrestling Prince would adopt a more calm demeanour now that the two were fighting amongst the AFW crowd, as opposed to the man's overeager nature to break the blue-nette in their private meetings. Seemingly, a 'calm mode' did not exist on the man before her, who seemed intent on showing the girl who the better was between them.

Tessa would now find herself sandwiched between her foe and the corner, but such an event was one the girl planned for. This fact became evident upon closer analysis of the two wrestlers.

Daisuke had already broken into a small sweat. Tessa had only just begun to.

Now ceasing chance against her confident foe, Tessa would bring her legs both onto the bottom ropes either side of her. Sliding up against her foe, Daisuke would be victim to an awkward but brief smother as the girl's bikini clad chest grazed along the mans cheeks.

In an attempt to seize control before Daisuke adjusted, Tessa would try to leap against her hated foe with forearm extended upwards; aiming for something of a clobbering blow against the man's head and neck!

Even though they were wrestling infront of the AFW crowd for the first time, the wrestling prince saw no reason to take a more cautious approach. He wrestled her the same way as if they did in their private spars. He went in hot and pressed Tessa all the way back into the corner to show off his physique and strength as he pressed his body against hers and sandwiched there, looking to prove to her that he was stronger and the better wrestler.

Without knowing what was her plan, he thought he was simply outclassing his opponent and trying to get in her mind early on that Daisuke managed to push the bluenette back so easily however he didn't know that Tessa had plans of her own. Tessa pushed up once more, putting her feet on the bottom rope to elevate her position making Daisuke stumble forward and his face got buried against her soft breasts "What the? Mmffh!" he mumbled momentarily muffled against her breasts before she unleashed a forearm strike that struck the back of his head and neck!

"Urrgghh oww" he moaned as he staggered back, a bit stunned from her counter attack.

Tessa's past interactions with the man were now her greatest weapons given her current lack of finesse. A fact became clear as she continued to tussle with the man; this was Daisuke, the Wrestling Prince. He'd have the same attitude and cockiness everywhere.

Inadvertently smothering her hated foe as forearm met skull, Tessa would be sure to catch herself with a firm stance eager to press her assault. Licking her lips, the brief accident contact gave the blue haired fighter a idea, pushing off her feet in an attempt to quickly act upon it.

Leaping up high against her foe once more, this time Tessa's arms would look to hug around the Wrestling Prince's skull, trying to hug it tightly right into her generous bosom. If she managed to push her foe to the ground with her weight it would of been a plus, but in all honesty, Tessa simply wanted to lock in the humiliating hold regardless of stance!

The wrestling prince always struggled with Tessa during their private matches, and good reason. He despised the way she wrestled- despite her style very close to his. However, with her out of action for a while he figured she would be easy pickings and in the beginning it did seem like that was the case.

However, after some clever tactics and baiting Daisuke to the corner she managed to push up the middle turnbuckle and strike the back of his head to stun him, then she wrapped her arms around his head to press her body into him, especially his face against her breasts! Pushing off the turnbuckle she pushed Daisuke down on his back with her ontop of him, locking in a breast smother- Daisuke's most hated move.

"Mmmnnfffhhhh!!" he mumbled and groaned against her breasts. His hot breath felt against her generous chest as he wriggled about under her, his hands quickly going around her hips as he bridged up while pushing up on her hips to try and get some space between the two.

"Interesting...way...to retire...huh?" Tessa couldn't help but roar in laughter at the final image of Daisuke's career being the Wrestling Prince passing out into a set of breasts, albeit she knew she had a long way to go before such an image could even come close to reality.

With Daisuke's bridge, Tessa would be forced to release an arm from the smother to steady herself, preventing her from rolling right over the top of the Wrestling Prince. Her smother still in place but now at 50%, Tessa would try to even the odds by pushing up on her feet ever so slightly. Lower half leaving the floor, the blue-nette would try for something of a miniature body splash; her stomach coming back down onto Daisukes, with a grunt!

"Mmmff! G-get those off my....Mmff face! Gah" the wrestling prince mumbled against his opponents soft breasts. It was still a long way to go in the match but Daisuke always despised being put in a breast smother, it was his weakness so to speak.

However, he wasn't exhausted and still had plenty of fight in him and a smother this early in a match wouldn't do much damage as it would in the later stages of a bout. Daisuke managed to bridge up and wrap his arm around Tessa's waist to squeeze her while jerking her to one side to try and topple her off of him. Tessa cleverly pushed up to raise her lower half a bit before dropping down to smack her body against him to send him back down, his back laying flat on the mats once more after that mini body splash!

With the simple mix of pressing her frame with force and two arms snugly pressing that chest into Daisukes face, Tessa was somewhat unnervingly confident of herself. The smother itself did but one thing; force a lack of air upon your foe. The moment Daisuke escaped, nigh all the effort Tessa had just gone to would be wasted.

The squeeze on her lower back? Immensely more effective, in terms of the whole match itself.

"Gh...this already..." Blue moaned as her arms found themselves numbing a little with this newfound pain in her back, as ever remembering their common bearhug related altercations in their private duels. Releasing her right arm, she'd bring her elbow down to not ram it into the Wrestling Prince, but to painfully press it just below his right shoulder, as if it were a knife.

If Tessa gained any leverage from the painful and sharp manoeuvre, she'd quickly attempt to push herself off her foe-quite eager to not get squeezed in half seconds into her last match!

The wrestling prince always struggled against this one particular move. Perhaps he should be well prepared for that one next time. However, there would be no next time if he should fail to beat Tessa here and now. Once he wriggled and squirmed his face away from his opponent's breast there was more room and leverage to put his own counter.

He started to squeeze his opponent out with his strong arms, something Tessa would certainly be familiar of. Daisuke gritted his teeth, he felt that elbow grind against his shoulder blade "Tsk! Sah, Shit" he cursed out as that really did sting and he was forced to let her go and shove her off of him. Both wrestlers seemed quite content to push off each other at this point.

Daisuke rolled away from Tessa and pulled up on the nearest ring ropes to pull himself back up to his feet.

Tessa's sharp and determined blow was enough to pry the man off her; a manovure made all the more easier by the fact she launched her elbow before Daisuke could fully latch the move in. She shuddered at the fought of a fully and aptly applied squeeze from the Wrestling Prince on the ground of all places.

Now finding her feet, she'd shake off her arms and take breath, eyes latched to her hated foe. With distance between the two, an attack from either would be easily foreseen.

"So...what are you..gonna do when you retire...?" She'd wink, wiping a bead of sweat off her chest which Daisuke was forced to leave there by no choice of his own.

That sharp dab to the elbow really was enough for the prince to release his opponent. Once Daisuke let her go, both wrestlers simply rolled away to get some distance from each other before getting back up to their respective feet's.

Daisuke adjusted his briefs then glared back at Tessa, who was quite vocal today. "Hmm I don't know, I think I still have a long way in my career so I don't have to answer that question right now" he would grin back, watching her flick sweat off her chest, reminding him what happened earlier in their bout.

He would simply grit his teeth and shake his head, looking to circle her while bring his hands out infront, looking to restart their grapple.