Holly vs Alai

Hentai match

Holly makes it into the locker room from the grounds, panting from the five miles, and drenched in sweat from the hot sun. She'd worn just her wrestling outfit and a pair of shoes, slightly hoping that she would be challenged to her first match on the grounds. But they had been deserted, and she barely took the time to kick off her shoes before turning on the frigid shower. She sighs happily as the water washes over her, cooling her bronze skin. The frigid water has the unintended effect of making her nipples quite hard, protruding into the fabric of her skimpy shirt. She sighs, turning the water off after a minute ans stepping out, not really caring that her shirt and panties were just as plastered to her by the water as they had been by sweat.

(Practice, open to male and female contestants who want some fun.)

The door to the shower room opened, and in strode a well muscled man, with a mane of white hair extending past his shoulders, a basket of shower supplies in one hand, and a towel over his shoulder, his naked body showing off the his many scars.

He'll stop as he sees the beautiful blond haired woman, who's wet white undergarments making her seem almost as naked as he was.

He'll just stare for a second at the swells and curves of her body, with a strange feeling in his nether regions, before he'll stride forward, and offer his hand with a big smile on his face, "Hello, My name is Alai."

"Oh, uh-" Her eyes widen slightly at his nudity, but, hey. "I'm Holly." She flashes him a smile, then swings her head, spraying water from her wet hair, mostly away from him, inadvertantly causing her unrestrained chest to swing slightly. "What's up?"

Once again the poor amnesiac finds himself drawn inexorably to her breasts before he can help himself.

He'll shake his head to clear them of the naughty thoughts and then smile back, "Not much, I just got here, and I thought I could use a shower."

He takes a closer look at her, "How 'bout you miss, did you come back from a match?"

"Naa, I just shook offf the jetlag myself. I took a nive long run, keep in shape and all." She shrugs, scratching the back of her head, "You looking for a match?"

he blinks a bit at her, and holds up his shower basket, "uhh, I was lookin for a shower."

but then he shrugs, puts down his shower basket and sets his towel on top of the shower-wall, to keep it dry, and stands tall before her in all his naked glory.

With a gentle smile he says, "but if you wanted one what kind would it be?"

She looks him over, raising an eyebrow and tilting her head, looking amused. "I'm up for anything, be it just wrestling, or one of the kinkier things they mentioned." She smirks, taking a step foreward, uncomfortably close now, her breasts so close to touching his chest, and her nipples doing so occasionally as she breathes warmly onto his neck... "What sort of match would you pick?"

being a bit slow on the uptake, especially with the way he could damn well see through that flimsy little wet shirt, he'll have a confused expression on his face, "K-kinky?..."

He'll then smile at her and say, "Sure, lets do the 'Kinky' thing, sounds like fun." despite the fact that he can't remember what 'Kinky' is, or if it's a good thing.

Ah well, if the pretty lady wants it, it can't be that bad a thing...Right?

She snickers, stepping back. "Hentai matches and all, didn't you read the rules? I do have to confess that I'm curious though."

Hentai...Hentai is...Japanese anime porn...She wants a porn match?

Alai has an eyebrow raised at her words, a thoughtful expression on his, before his hand comes and scratches the back of his head, his white locks getting tousled a little bit, a self-depreciating smile on his face, "It's not that I didn't read the rules, I just have a hard time remembering things..." he'll walk past and step under one of the showers, the warm water running down his naked body, tracing the lines of his muscles, his white hair becoming a wet silver mop.

"But hey, I'm up for it either way, let's do the 'Kinky' thing," he'll say with a wry grin, before he'll drop into a standard wrestling stance.