The Red Fox's Debut Hikaru Kadou vs Drucilla Dappercat

Embarrassing is the one word that came to mind as Dru toyed with the young man definitely not how to make a good first impression. "Mmmmppph" Hikaru whined as she continued to suffocate him bouncing his head between her breasts completely at the her mercy. He flailed in a last attempt to push the young Aussie off of him letting out a loud muffled scream before letting his body go limb.

The crowd moaned in disappointment the match seemingly cut short. Except Hikaru's methodical nature came up with an solution, how does one this inescapable hold? Simply play possum.

Holding his breath Hikaru waited for the woman to lift herself up releasing him from the smother. "Now!!" He shouted Internally springing into action The redhead would aim a hard haymaker to Dru's face hoping to at least stun as he rolled on top of her.

"Why the rush? We have all night" Hikaru taunted bending down their faces mere inches apart. "You gonna take me seriously now?" He growled staring directly into her Brown eyes as he held her arms to the mat.

Dru was having fun wobbling her breasts around on Hikaru's face, watching him sputter for air and blush like a rose in Summer. When he suddenly fell limp the curvy woman blinked in curiosity, sitting up slowly trying to figure out how she had managed to smother him out like that. Maybe he had respiratory problems?

She didn't get to spend long contemplating these questions as he sparked back to life and punched her square in the face. She tumbled half off of him making it easy for him to gain an advantageous position. As he got up in her face to taunt her the woman actually seemed to pout for a moment, and then looked genuinely annoyed with him. It was as if her eyes were saying "Why'd you punch me, jerkface?"

Scowling up at him she strained against his restraining arms, "Oi, ya. Apparently this is a no fun zone." Obliging his request she would lean into her heritage, lean her head back and swing it forward like a club to smack into his. Things could have been light and fun, but now she was going to have to buckle down and do real damage.

Hikaru felt a twinge of guilt as Dru genuinely looked hurt from that punch his brief moment of regret was cut short as she reeled back delivering a skull rattling headbutt directly to his nose. Covering his face as blood poured  from it, Hikaru reeled back trying to regain his footing as Dru made her way towards him clearly pissed.

"wish granted" He lamented gracefully spinning on his heel Hikaru extended his leg aiming a hard kick to the his opponent's stomach." He'd have to make it up to her later but for now things were going to get rough.

Dru was a pretty easygoing girl most days, but she had at one point been in an american-style football league. It was a lingerie league, but that still counted. The headbutt had the desired effect on Hikaru in that he got off of her and allowed her the space to stand. This was the last time she agreed to go into a match without knowing her opponent first.

Climbing to her feet she rushed after him hoping to catch him with a spear, but a quick kick caught her in the gut stopping her momentum. Coughing she stumbled back, one arm across her abdomen. "Oof!" Recovering she closed in again, this time grabbing for Hikaru's arm and trying for a wrist lock.

Being wellread can only teach you so much with only a few months of practice Hikaru had much to learn in the ring each match would be a stepping stone to greater things. Hikaru smirked as he felt his foot connect causing Dru to stubble back a bit.

Eager to stay on the offensive Hikaru rushed forward looking to whip her towards the the ropes. The faster the pace of this match the more likely the chance he had of pulling off a win.
But those plans were quickly put on hold as Dru quickly recovered pulling him close as she tightly grasped his arm and wrist.
Hikaru yelped in surprise yanking back as he gave her what only could be described as confused puppy dog look, curious to what she was planning to do.

Dru was not the most experienced wrestler around the place, but she had been a few times around the ring not to mention a lot of time spent sparring with the girls back at the stable-house.

She kept this simple, twisting his arm by the wrist she did something she rarely tried to do: she twisted just to cause him pain. She did not like being punched in the face. She was a model the fuck's sake! There were people who would line up to have her boobs rubbed on their face!

Hikaru felt to his knees as Dru gave his arm a harsh twist his face straining in pain. "AAuuughhhhh! Okay message received my apologies" He screamed feeling a wave of Humilation as he looked over the crowd Dru once again in control of the match.

Turning on to his back Hikaru desperately delivered a hard kick to her legs trying to take her legs out from under her. Attempting to crawl away and get back on his feet "can't we just make up to make out is that what people say?" Hikaru muttered unfamiliar with the idiom looking up at Dru.

She really wasn't into using too many submission moves, but right now there was something strangely satisfying about forcing the man to cry out an apology. Not that she wanted to make this a habit, but there would always been room for exceptions. Looking down at him she considered where to take this next, but before she could move in to her next move a hard kick knocked in to the back of her legs.

Crying out sharply she toppled over backwards, landing on her ass with a thump. The resulting bounce of her breasts displaced them enough for a little bit of pink areola to show. Seeming not to notice she scrambled to grab a hold of Hikaru's leg, her own long legs coiling around it in a hasty Figure-4 leg submission. While one of her legs would act as a fulcrum against his knee, the other would extend to 'accidentally' rub the sole of a stocking foot against his crotch. "Nah nah, makin' out was earlier. You wanted to wrestle, so... here we are."

The sudden flash of cameras were blinding as the crowd reacted to  Dru's accidental exposure Trying to get away Hikaru crawled towards the corner only to feel himself being pulled back "damn it!!" Hikaru cried out in frustration  as the Aussie grabbed a hold of his leg denying him any momentum in the match as she applied her hold.

Twisting and flailing against the mat Hikaru attempted escape the hold as pain of his knee beginning to hyper extend. His resistance stopped momentarily as Dru's door rubbed against his crotch. " Aaaahhhh Miss Dappercat? your foot!" The young man's body stiffened as he blushed trying to deny the sensation.

Dru held herself up on her hands, pushing up on the captive leg with her hips. Each time she bucked her hips up to apply pressure to the hold her breasts would jiggle again, threatening to expose just a little more pink skin. Either Dru didn't notice or simply didn't care. Anyone who knew her would likely guess the latter, and they'd be correct.

When he complained about the positioning of her outstretched foot Druscilla raised a questioning eyebrow as though she didn't know what he was talking about. "Oh, please, you can just call me Dru. And I really think you should be more concerned about your legs than mine."