Are they really « tous les mêmes »? [Hentai match : Estelle Rousseau-Chriscémoix VS Raphaël Lancelin]

HENTAI MATCH : ESTELLE ROUSSEAU-CHRISCÉMOIX |VS| RAPHAËL LANCELIN
Victory via forcing the opponent to an orgasm first.


Raphaël feels happy. For his first debut match in the AFW, he is going to face a perfect opponent : a french girl. Why perfect? Because she's a girl, and Raphaël really doubts that any girl can make him have an orgasm. And because she's french, just like him. And because she's a newcomer, just like him.
Not that Raphaël thinks that girls are the weakest sex, but since he can't feel love for a female, he thinks that only a male can arouse him enough to have an orgasm. This first match in the AFW is going to be a test. Raphaël has everything to prove as a newcomer in this league. And for this match, he has been put against another newcomer, then he thinks that things won't get too rough for his debut.

So who's going to make their best debut in this league?

Raphaël moves to a corner and waits for his opponent. Barefeet, he only wears his usual taekwondo beige attire.

Well this was rather unexpected.

Estelle didn't really know what to think about this. On the one hand, she's getting her debut. And rather quickly too, management were quite pleased of her extensive resume. The French woman had shown that she was definitely the kind of person that would be right for AFW.

But to have her debut in Tension of all places?

She had her opinion on this but this is the card she is dealt with. And Estelle was good with working with what she has to make it extra awesome. Despite her first opponent being a male, he was a newcomer, just like her. And even better, he's french too.

"Fantastique!" Estelle said excitingly as she waits in her lavish dressing room. Despite starting in Tension, the french woman was looking forward to this. The stage is set and her opponent is already in the ring. Now it is time for her to make her entrance. The stage hand knocks on the door, telling her that it's time. "Ah! It is now time! Ne peut pas garder les gens en attente!" Walking swiftly down the corridor, Estelle likes to be on time. If someone says to be there, she will, without any delay. For her, the show must go smoothly, and she hates it if it doesn't. Her experience performing made her get used to that and it carried onto here as well. She gets to the entrance ramp, readying herself by the curtain. This never gets old for Estelle, the many times she has gone through this made her confident in what she is doing.

Her theme Tous Les Mêmes played on the speakers, a mixture of green and purple lights shine around the arena. About nine seconds of the song goes through before a silhouette of a woman appears from the curtain. One half purple and the other half green, but showing the silhouette striking a pose. It is clear to see that she has one hand on her hair, the other on her hips. The one on her hair runs down to her chest before doing a couple of other...semi-suggestive poses. At the twenty-sixth second, she parts from the curtain, revealing the debut of the other newcomer here in AFW.

Spoiler:

With her blue long coat with purple feathers, Estelle Rousseau-Chriscémoix walks down the ramp, the crowd on their feet to watch this lovely woman going down the runway as she soaks in the applause, cheers and the atmosphere, definitely pleased to see her. And why wouldn't they be? She was such a lovely sight. "Bonjour, Japon!" Climbing up, adjusting the purple tinted glasses as she gets up to the apron. Before entering, she slips off her coat to reveal her attire: a navy blue leather catsuit with purple accents, the attire hugging every curve of her body, complimented with heels.

She meets her opponent, appraising him. Just by looks alone, he looks tough. His taekwondo uniform giving clues to how he would play. Probably thinks the black belt that is synced around his waist a means to intimidate her opponent. Does he have the skills. Only one way to find out.

"Ah! So you must be ma opponent for tonight!" She says, her french accent heavy there, giving Raphael a disarming and sweet smile as she has her palms together. "Splendide! J'espère que votre uniforme est pas seulement pour le spectacle! Serais très décevant maintenant, n'est-ce pas?" Considering that her opponent is also French, she felt he didn't mind talking to him in that language.

While Raphaël is waiting on his corner, the arena turns into green and purple lights and a song is played : “Tous les mêmes” by Stromae. Raphaël laughs : Stromae is a very famous singer, at least in France, and he thinks it's funny to hear one of his song here, in this wrestling arena in Japan. Raphaël even knows short part of the lyrics.

He would have danced at the music if his eyes weren't caught by the sexy shape of his incoming opponent. As the girl walks toward the ring, Raphaël looks at her attire up and down. If his own attire is simple, hers is more heavily charged. The girl's suggestive movements would surely have turned the boy on if he wasn't gay.

Estelle comes in the ring and talks to him, first in english but then in french. Raphaël smiles. Nobody hears what they are saying, so they can do in french.

« Ne t'en fais pas, tu ne devrais pas être déçue, ce n'est pas pour rien que je me bats avec cet uniforme. »

He winks and moves off his corner to get ready for the fight.

« Tu sais, te déhancher comme ça devant moi ne sera pas très efficace. Mon truc, à moi, ce sont les mecs. »

Unless if anyone did understood french in the crowd, nobody knows what they are really saying, making this more of a personal chat between the two. Since they are both debuters, Estelle didn't mind the light banter between them. It actually calms her, and she always love a good chat.

"Je suis heureux pour le réassurance." The French native giggles as Raphael winks at him as he moves to his corner. He looks good, despite the off color of his dobok, Estelle can tell he could give a good fight. What made her more intrigued is what he said next.

"Ah, alors vous êtes gay?" The last word probably the only thing that the crowd nearby could understand. Her right index finger taps her chin, looking as if in deep thought. "Eh bien, c'est un problème maintenant, est-ce pas? Et je dois gagner par l'orgasme. Her lips slowly form a smile, her cerulean pools eyeing the taekwondo practitioner.
She then responds in English. "Well I love a good challenge, Monsieur. I think I can find a way." Licking her lips as she moves to her corner, her hips swaying as she struts like she is in a catwalk. He probably might not have feelings about this sexy show, but the crowd does as the cheer and holler for the emerald-haired woman.

She turns round, arms resting on the top ropes. Now this match has taken an interesting turn. Seems that she would have to work a bit more than he would have to. No matter, this will make the victory even more satisfying and impressive if she could manage to give up his load.

Don't think too much ahead though, she's gotta deal with him first and work out a good strategy. Find out what works.

Yeah, he's gay, and it just makes it a greater challenge for Estelle. The girl keeps on her sensuous maneer, swaying her hips, licking her lips, and it just makes Raphaël smirks with amusement. He doesn't mean to truly mock her, but it's funny to see this girl trying to turn him on this way.

The bell rings, and as Estelle turns round with keeping an hand on the top ropes, Raphaël does the same. The girl and the boy circles each other during several seconds, then Raphaël comes on for the contact, raising his arms for a lock-up. It's going to be the traditional first test of strength of the match.

Hey, he might not care about the show but the crowd certainly does.

Estelle waits in the corner, thinking about the mountain to climb while he had a simple hill. Despite the fact that he's a homosexual, Estelle does think he's good looking. At least management got her to face a hot guy.

Soon the bell rings and the two circle each other. Despite the fact that she is in heels, Estelle is keeping up with Mr Lancelin. Now it's serious time. What is he going to do? He looks like a striker so she prepares for that.

And then he brings his hands up looking for a lock up. Well that's nice.

The green haired woman smirks before accepting the invitation, coming up towards him and locking up in a simple collar and elbow set up. She doesn't start to really push back however. Estelle wanted to gauge the man's abilities first before formulating a plan to deal with him.

She pushes onto him, Her torso would be pushed against Raphaël's, which would give the guy a nice feeling of Estelle's soft breasts being mashed against his chest. She also leaned against her opponent as she pushed forward.

"I wonder, Monsieur...if you're gay, would you know how to get me off?" She teases in English, purring at him as they engage in the struggle.

Estelle accepts the invitation and the match starts this way. The girl looks like having an average strength for a girl, and Raphaël tries to take the upper hand, cause being a male, he's supposed to have a higher strength. But Estelle locks him with a single collar.
The female squeezes them together so her breasts press against Raphaël's chest. Estelle pushes him whilst giving him a perfect view of her luscious curves. Raphaël can't help but imagine his manhood getting stuck between these orbs, and despite being gay in love, he has definitively a thing for that.

« I have to return you this question. You should worry about that more than me. I guess I have the advantage to tease you without getting turned on. »

Raphaël would plant a firm hand onto one of Estelle's tits and knead it. He doesn't waste time to get things serious. Hoping for a distraction, he would oppose his strength to “counter-push” Estelle and force her against a ring corner.

"Oooo...Well I guess we'll have to see when you're put to the test, Monsieur..."

Estelle pushes onto Raphael, her own strength is, at best, bit above average. If Mr Lancelin can't overpower this woman then there could be something that the emerald haired woman could use over her opponent. That and it maybe shameful because male pride and all that jazz.

It seems though that the rubbing of her chest with his prompted the man to go for a breast grope already, not even wasting time. "Ooolalala...Non foreplay, je vois?"She moaned and with her own push not being much anyways, she gets pushed back, nearing a ring corner. Sure, it felt nice having his hands knead her luscious breasts, but it would take more than that to disrupt the fellow french opponent.

Estelle pushes off him, creating a bit more space between them as they move to the corner. She lets go of the lock up, one hand looking to grab at the lapel of his dobok, the other grabbing at the arm in which the hand is on her breast. She twist her body, yanking on that arm and pulling it towards her as she pivots to have her tush right on his hip, with an added bit of flair. Her leg extended out between his and the emerald haired french woman aims to throw him over her shoulder some as a counter, using his own forward momentum to hopefully send him flying!

Raphaël's action just amuses the girl who points out the fact he seems not to want to have « préliminaires », as she said in french. Their dialog would be uneasy to understand for the crowd. Estelle is facing a french guy, so she doesn't care about being in an american league, she speaks in french, that's more comfortable for both competitors. Raphaël grins, he usually takes time for foreplay, but in bed. Maybe this haste will cause him to be less effective than he could be... For his first steps in the league, it's surprising to see him getting so self-confident. Raphaël doesn't want to think too much, he just enjoys this first match against a french opponent, sure that a girl cannot arouse him. How can a gay boy lose a hentai match against a girl after all?

Anyway, it looks like this hand on her breasts has the expected effect to distract her. Raphaël manages to push her, and both competitors are moving toward a corner when Estelle suddently twists and performs a sort of judo move. Raphaël is pulled over the girl's shoulder, and with a « Aaawh! » he lands on his back in front of his opponent.

« Whoo! »

Temporarily dazed, Raphaël doesn't move, needing to realize what just happened.

Every person is different. Some prefer to have foreplay, some don't. For some, combat itself is the foreplay but that's only for a select few. Considering that Estelle is facing someone who is a supposedly a homosexual, she had to take it slow, find a plan, look out for anything that she could exploit. All those little things that she does, the emerald haired woman does so to see his reaction to it. Same thing in bed, same is applied in the ring also.

Raphaël meanwhile proved to be too hasty in his approach, a rookie mistake on his part. Understandable since it's his debut as well as hers, but Estelle senses she might have a bit more of an edge over him in terms of wrestling. The lock up did made her to be a bit wary of his wrestling game, but after Estelle threw him over her, she did have a few doubts about it.

She was plenty amused after hearing his "Whoo", something you'd hear after you're exhausted or relived. There will be a time for that. For now, Estelle would quickly move down on him, looking to lay on top of him while he's on his back and dazed, her legs aim to wrap around his head in an attempt to get him in a vice grip. On normal circumstances, she would have her opponent's face right up her tight backside, but in this case, being a hentai match, she would be focusing on her legs on his throat as Estelle looks to get Raphaël in a nice and tight reverse headscissor.