A Lover not a Wrestler! (For HannaBanana)

Daisuke would smirk now as he was content with what he had to say back to the Pink Wrestler, who simply shrugged, playing it safe as she claimed she did not know of him due to her being quite new in the AFW. Daisuke would nod as they seem to agree to disagree on some other aspects. Still, the fire in them was quite obvious as they tried to subtly get under each other's skin with their hidden taunts at each other and surely, Daisuke would want to test this rookie's wrestling ability in the ring.

Daisuke would roll his eyes at her, "Surprise me eh? I highly doubt that but I guess we'll see" he said rolling his shoulders as he finished up the bottle of water in his hand and placed it back in his gym bag before turning his attention back to Asuka. Daisuke would adjust his wrestling briefs a bit before continuing "Yeah, that ring would do for now. There wont be any referee but I think both of us can respect the standard pro wrestling rules?" he grinned before adding "My my you have worked up a bit of a sweat, I can wait a bit if you want to rest up, relax....take a shower and change into something more comfortable to wrestle in"he would taunt again, pointing out at her white tank top and gym shorts before grabbing his towel and putting it over his shoulder as he stepped aside, giving he a more clear view of the vacant wrestling ring that they will soon occupy....and go one on one in. "So then, what do you say? You and me....one on one....submission only?" he would say, extending his hand to seal the deal with their wrestling challenge.

Highly doubt that, eh? We'll see.

Already, Asuka is excited. And she hasn't even step foot into the ring yet. She loved to wrestle. And any challenge she gets, she would take it. She didn't let Daisuke's comments rattle her, the Pink Star is confident in her own abilities. Sure, there are the pre-tussle butterflies one would get when someone is about to face a new opponent, not sure on their skills. With Daisuke calling himself the Wrestling Prince, he better be sure to back up his claims to the title.

Being such a gentleman, the Prince commented on how she might be tired and would relax before having the match. Boy, are you seeing her right now? She could barely contain her excitement! And then there is the one word that made Asuka even more happy.

Submission.

Need not to say any more after that! Sold!

"Deal!" She quickly shook her hand before rushing towards the ring. She didn't do much, only one set of squats. Meanwhile, Daisuke only had one wrestling challenge and he is about to do another. Bets on that he might use that as an excuse when he loses.

So full of energy, the Rising Pink Star bounces up to the apron, grabbing onto the top rope before she slingshots herself over them, landing perfectly on her feet. As someone who has done this for a long time, she is used to doing this sort of entrance.

As for the tank top? Eh, that can go. She peels it off her body, exposing her nice abs and the sports bra that just about contains her well endowed breasts. Bouncing around the ring, looking all giddy, her twin pigtails bouncing and following her movements as they dance in the air.

"So? You coming or not?"

She sure was excited, almost to the point that Daisuke expected that she was up to something, no body is ever that happy to wrestle a veteran in the ring, perhaps it was more than met the eye with this girl- perhaps her excitement came from her confidence in the ring? She would refuse Daisuke's offer of letting her rest, change and shower, she was way too excited for that- the site of the ring and her opponent right in front of her, made her want to wrestle him right here and right now, her eyes lit up at the prospect of submission wrestling as the Pink Wrestler quickly hopped up and grabbed Daisuke's hand as the two shook hands to seal the deal.

She would run past him, quick as lighting as he saw her leap up high in the air as she grabbed the top rope and slingshot herself over the top rope and acrobatically landed on her feet. Daisuke raised an eyebrow and nodded in approval, that was impressive indeed. She would turn to him, removing her tank top to reveal her fitted Pink sports bra. Now she was clad in her sports bra and tight gym shorts, much looking ready to wrestle as she beckoned the wrestling prince.

"Yeah....I'm coming" he said while shrugging his shoulders, walking normally as he hopped up the ring apron and then entered the ring from in between the top and bottom ropes. "I see pink is your thing huh? Pink Hair, Pink bra...what's next?" he grinned, rolling his shoulders and stretching out, bouncing on his heels as he limbered up.

With that, Daisuke would walk up to the Pink Wrestler, always looking to psyche and test his opponent's as he preferred to start a match with a classic wrestler's staredown. Daisuke would approach Asuka, stepping up to her face to face, head to head and chest to chest as he would glare into her face as he would stare her down, his toned and lightly sweaty frame would press up against her as he looked to intimidate her before their bout "I'm ready to wrestle and win....are you ready....to submit to me?"he would grin trying to impose himself mentally and physically.

"Well of course Pink is my thing! Would have thought that was obvious already. The Pink Star can't be wearing just green, wouldn't I?"

Getting cheeky and a little bit sassy with the remarks, Asuka's competitive spirit is lit up inside of her. Doing a few stretches to limber up some muscles that may haven't been warmed up yet. Despite his cocky attitude, Asuka is looking forward to facing him. If he's the Wrestling Prince, he should at least have skill. And of course, she is looking forward to the look of surprise on his face when she shows him what she can do.

Daisuke walks up to the pinkette, stepping towards her and getting close. A classic wrestler's staredown. And the classic 'I'm gonna try and intimidate someone smaller than I am' tactic. Asuka's bountiful chest press onto his, their abs almost touching, the Pink Star staring up to the prince. Sure, she is smaller, only about 3 inches difference between them, but she's too excited to really feel much in terms of fear and doubt. Only when they start to duel that she will know wherever to fear him or not. But with her experience, smaller wrestlers can win against those who are bigger.

Hands on hips, she smiles at the Prince. "I'm ready! To submit to you though? We'll see if you really can make me submit...At least there isn't anyone around when you get upstaged by a rookie like me." Asuka gives a cheeky wink to Daisuke before stepping back some. "Come on!
Lets wrestle already!"

"The Pink Star? Really? Hah! Perhaps I won't even have to break into a sweat for this one either"he would grin back as the two really began to test each other's nerves in their war of words.

Despite what he said, in truth, Daisuke was also quite excited to wrestle the Pink Wrestler. She might have been quite bubbly and eager but something about her piqued the prince's interest, she was confident and he believed there was a reason why she didn't feel too threatened by the prince.

His suspicions were confirmed when he stepped up to her, head to head nose to nose. Their bodies pressed together, her breasts clad in that pink sports bra pressed up against his pecs while their abs grinded just a bit as they stared each other down, neither flinching or showing a hint of nervousness, clearly she was not intimidated by Daisuke.

"Hah, you can sure talk the talk Asuka but let's see if the Pink Wrestler can actually wreslte....let's wrestle" he said as he nodded when she backed up and was eager for a throwdown.

Daisuke would raise his hands up as he crouched slightly, he began to circle his opponent while edging close to her, finally getting in close distance to the Pink Wrestler, Daisuke would try to lunge in at her, looking to grapple up with her in a classic collar and elbow tie-up to start off the match!

"NGH~Grgh" he would grunt with effort as the he looked to engage in a grapple battle with her.

Not break a sweat? Probably might.

Her wrestling spirit was burning with passion, as they stare at each other, bodies pressing on each other, neither showing any weakness, both confident for their own reasons. For Asuka, it felt like ages, but was only a few moments before the Prince said the two magic words. Let's wrestle. Now things are starting. Both combatants backing up before circling each other Asuka didn't feel she could hold in her excitement much longer.

Daisuke seemed eager too, both looking forward into seeing their opponent's skill. Asuka crouched slightly, knees bent a bit and hands raised, looking like a true grappler. Daisuke cautiously (and wisely) edging closer to the pinkette. Like if someone is holding two magnets close to each other, it is inevitable when the eventually lock up. And then, it happens.

The two clash together, hands grapsing on each other and they meet in the classic collar and elbow lock up. Asuka pushed onto the Prince, just as he does and the two battle to overpower the other, like two stags locking their antlers in battle. Asuka grunts with effort as she tried to fight back, but the bigger wrestler does have an advantage, the Pink Star soon feeling herself going back by the force of the Wrestling Prince. If strength doesn't work out then she would have to go with skill. And she has a lot of it.

Asuka attempts to bring one of his arms down, the one that her hand is on the elbow, before letting go of his collar to do an Arm Drag. But not the takedown version however as Asuka drops down low, looking to place her shoulder on his admittedly nice pecs before attempting to reap his leg and take him down to the canvas in a leg trip. Or to be more specific, a Ko Uchi Gari.

After what it seemed like an eternity, the two finally parted ways from the staredown as they backed up to their respective corners and finished up their warm-ups.

Finally, Daisuke called out to her that they were ready to go! Both wrestlers looked quite eager to lock horns with each other as the two circled each other around, with Daisuke edging closer and closer to the Pink Wrestler, he would suddenly lunge in at her to start off the bout with a classic collar and elbow grapple. The prince would lock up with the rookie, grunting a bit as he looked to impose himself on her, he felt her breasts press up against his own pec as they went head to head just like they did in the staredown, although this time with much more intensity as both wrestlers looked to push each other back into the corner, trying to one-up the other in the grapple.

After a while of stalemate, Daisuke would press forward and begin to push the Pink Wrestler back, step by step towards the corner. "Arghh...what's the matter Asuka? Don't tell me that's all you got! Mrghh"he grunted as he whispered at her as they two were locked up in a fierce grapple.

He suddenly felt his arm being pushed downwards as she broke off of the grapple, her leg snaked around Daisuke's leg as she pushed forward on his chest to take him down on the ground!

*THUD*

"URGH" he grunted as he fell flat on his back!

Not many people would expect a girl like her to be an experienced grappler. But as they say, looks can be deceiving. Asuka showed him as she expertly did an arm drag into a low Ko Uchi Gari, tripping her larger foe to the ground and on his back. "Tee hee! You were saying?" She was smart not to land with her head on his hips, that would have given the Prince a chance to escape. Instead, she landed with her head close to his bare chest. And she wasn't done there.

Asuka is not dumb to stay in half guard, digging for an underhook, going higher and to get her head towards his before she takes her leg out from between his legs. Every second counts, and she isn't gonna waste time. She quickly attempts to move her right arm to snake it around the back of his head, before transitioning into a scarf hold, also to bring his face right into Asuka's natural breasts.

With the two locked up in a heated collar and elbow tie-up, Daisuke did not expect her to utilize an expert grapple technique to turn the advantage to her favour. Asuka would drop the prince down on his back with an excellent takedown, surprising him! She would soon follow up, landing on top of him. Her body wrestling on top of his as they looked to gain control, she moved up slightly over his body to get her head towards his and get her legs out from under Daisuke's leg.

"Ngh...Shit" he cursed as they engaged in some excellent ground wrestling but eventually Asuka would come out on top as her arm wrapped around the back of his head and pulled it up towards her, against her breasts to smother him slightly, putting him in a scarf hold.

Daisuke groaned a bit in the submission. However, the prince would attempt to use his free hand to press it against Asuka's forehead to push it back slightly as he would attempt to bridge up and spring his legs backwards towards her head, attempting to wrap his legs around her head to catch her in a surprise scissor and try to force him off him in a grounded headscissors takedown.

So far, she had shown some flawless ground work, surprising the wrestling prince and quickly taking control. It became much more clear that Asuka knew what she was doing.

Asuka was loving it. A bit too much probably. With the scarf hold applied and her ample breast smothering him, she purred slightly. She liked the feeling, his face on her tit, which made her lose focus for just a second.

Which gave Daisuke the chance to turn things around as his hand presses on her forehead, Asuka snapping out of it just as his legs catch her head, taking her off him with the headscissor takedown and sending the Pink Star on her back.

Her weakness reared its ugly head, despite her skill to defend from that move, her literal love of wrestling made her lose focus. But she can still come back from this.

She attempts to bring her legs up, hopefully Daisuke takes the bait into thinking she is trying to get her legs around his head. But she then slams her feet onto the canvas, attempting to buck her hips and push her left hand on his left bicep, hoping to create space to slide her right knee in between. Grunting from the effort in doing so, she tries to push that same left hand on his cheek to feed it to her left leg as it comes up for a attempt at an armbar.