Daisuke Takeuchi vs. Valley Doll - Checkmate

”Watch your language, Daisuke.”

Valley didn’t think of herself as the kind of wrestler that taunted much during a match, but she had to admit, Daisuke was bringing it out of her. The man was just too much fun to mess with, and she was starting to remember the appeal to fighting men over other women - guys were stronger, tough, but they tended to make for more amusing toys overall.

It wasn’t that she didn’t take him seriously, but that she wanted him to think she wasn’t. Head games.

The man was still very much alive, though, struggling hard and pushing at her knee, trying hard to fight his way out. Tenacious, and she rewarded that tenacity by changing things up on him. Valley spun about on his back, grabbed the other arms as well, and wrapped her legs shoulders, scissoring into each other. She crossed her ankles above the back of his head, and just like that, she had a nice Lotus Lock going.

Daisuke's cheeks flushed red just a bit, both in anger and in embarrassment as Valley told him to watch his language, as if a teacher was schooling her student. As far as the match was going, it was looking like it was indeed such a case. She made it seem so effortless, which annoyed Daisuke even more to think that she was easily managing to take him down and keep him there, despite her actually taking this match seriously.

Down on his side, with her knee pressed against the side of his head, Daisuke would bring his free hand up to her knee and lift it up just a bit to try and slip his head from under it, all the while moaning in pain from the stretching of his trapped arm. His shoulder was feeling quite stiff but he kept struggling as best as he could, until Valley spun about on his back and grabbed his other arm, wrapped her legs and scissored them across his shoulder while crossing her ankles to trap him in a Lotus Lock.

Daisuke was now shifted up on a seated position, his arms being stretching backwards while his neck being stretched forward. Daisuke moaned in pain, "Ahhhh! N-no....no way" he hissed as he began to straighten his legs infront of him and press them against the ring mats before pushing upwards, looking to back up into Valley as much as he could to fold her up in a bridge pin of sorts....only to remember there were no pins in this match.

Grunting in pain, he fell back on his ass and shook his head, refusing to submit when the referee asked him whether he gives or not. Finding himself in a tough spot, Daisuke sought to jerk to his left side and then his right side in a fast paced motion, looking to roll to either side while trying to yank his arms forward in an attempt to struggle his way out.

The Lotus Lock. Good move, very effective, one that Valley felt she didn’t see in action nearly enough. She was a big fan of the way it immobilized an opponent so effectively, forced them to take all the way weight with minimal options of escape. She could have sat on Daisuke’s back for minutes, even hours if she could stand the tedium, and there would be little he could do to escape.

To Daisuke’s credit, though, he tried. Oh, did he try.

”Oh, oh!” For a second it looked like he was going to attempt a pin on her, but it seemed like sense took hold a moment later and brought him back down. ”Nope, not getting out that easy, sorry.” She reached over and mussed up his hair a bit, twirling a few strands around her finger. ”Maybe you can get to the ropes? It won’t be easy, sure, but if you really push yourself…”

Daisuke it seemed, had no intention of going that route, and instead was attempt to roll them over and force Valley onto her back. Not a bad position for her to be. She could still hold the Lotus Lock from that angle, could still put the maximum pressure on his shoulders. But she had better ideas.

They rolled over and Daisuke began to yank down hard, attempting to free his arms...and succeeded, because Valley unlocked her ankles and allowed it to happen. Right after, however, she scooted forward and attempted to relock them in front of his chest, clamping down on him with a tight bodyscissors, working away on those ribs.

”For the record, this is the longest a man’s been between my legs in about, oh, five years.” She gave him a fun slap on the back of his head. ”You should be honored.”

Valley had the lotus lock submission move locked in pretty tight. Daisuke could feel the stiffness around his neck really getting to him as the prince gritted his teeth and tried his best to find a way out. His arms were being stretched back too, putting strain on his shoulders but more importantly neutralizing them so his chances of escape would remain slim. In an effort to escape, Daisuke would bridge up slightly and bend backwards, folding Valley in a roll up and having her shoulders pinned to the mat for a bridge pin- until it hit him that it was he who wanted a submissions match if they couldn't do an ultimate submission match. Grunting at this mistake he would fall back on his butt, still trapped in the submission while Valley would lean forward and play with his hair, even offering some veteran advice.

It seemed as if the Slamazon was having too much fun with this, Daisuke thought about going for the ring ropes but he didn't want her to give that satisfaction so instead he tried dropping to his side and quickly jerking to the left and right side to while pulling his arms forward to try and escape. Eventually, his persistence did pay off and Valley released him allowing his hands to pull free. However, she had other plans as she scooted forward, clamping her lovely legs around his chest to squeeze him hard in a body scissors, even giving him a light slap to the back of his head.

"AHHHHH! Urngh....Y-you're having too much fun with this aren't you Valley?" he groaned as he looked to roll back and try to get up on a seated position. His hands would push down on her thighs but she had them clamped pretty tight, so Daisuke would try to raise his elbow and strike them down on her thighs with a couple of quick elbow strikes to try and loosen her submission up.

Okay, so, maybe Valley was being a bit cruel to Daisuke. Despite his haughty attitude before, he was showing himself to be a fairly fair competitor, nowhere near as bad as some of the scuttlebutt she’d heard about him had lead her to believe. He was taking all of this well enough. Hadn’t cheated. Hadn’t done anything to deserve getting put through the ringer.

But, in her defense, it was so much fun.

”Maybe.” She did her best to hold back a giggle at his question and failed. ”You could make it a little harder for me.”

To Daisuke’s credit, he proceeded to do just that, as he rolled over to a sit and started to drive his elbows into her legs. The man was no weakling, able to deal some real damage that way, and Valley took exactly two elbows before she decided she’d had enough.

She unhooked the scissorhold and pushed Daisuke from the back, looking to make some distance between them. From there, she threw her legs up, rolled off her shoulder, and tried to get back to her feet in a hot moment, ready to reset things once more.

The Entropy Champion seemed to enjoy having her way against Daisuke for the time being. However, this was more than a just "another" match for the wrestling prince. He clearly saw Valley Doll as one of the best wrestlers in AFW and for him to claim that title for himself one day, he had to beat the best. He wanted to do this clean, for when he would eventually be the best wrestler in AFW, that reign would not be tainted. Her legs squeezed his waist tightly, he let out a loud moan before rolling to his side once before getting back up to a seated position.


"Urghh oh really? Nnggh.....well how about Nrgh!" he grunted in response to her, driving his elbows to her thighs. The second elbow strike earned him his freedom as he felt a shove to his back. Daisuke quickly made his way back up on his feet and Valley had done the same, Daisuke turned around to face her and she was already on her feet. Daisuke didn't wait this time, as soon as they two were up on their feet, the wrestling prince would lunge in again at her, going for another lock up. If they did lock up in a clinch once again, Daisuke would not attempt to win the grapple this time, instead he would bring his thigh straight up to her abs.

Valley liked to be serious about her matches and have fun whenever she could, staying light, getting the most out of her job. So, when she disengaged from Daisuke and got to her feet, she had a smile on. She was staying light. She was being fun.

Then she had a thigh rammed into her stomach, so there was that.

He was smart this time - smarter. He got the jump on her, moved into a grapple, one that she could’ve reversed if he had given her half a chance - but she didn’t get that, because Daisuke beat her to the punch, and she was put on the backfoot for the first time.

If she was in the audience, she would’ve clapped. Being on the receiving end, all she could do was gasp and fall to her knees with a coughing fit.

Daisuke had never taken his time in the AFW as being "fun" although many wrestlers would take wrestling as both fun and a serious competition, the wrestling prince only treated at as the latter. Having been in the ring with Valley for as long as he had, he knew he couldn't rely on strength alone and he had to wrestle a bit smart if he stood a chance against the veteran Slamazon. This time, when he went in the for the grapple, he didn't last long in it and raised his thigh up into her abs, making her go down on her knees, while coughing.

"Hmph" he said before blatantly grabbing her by her hair to yank it upwards and pull Valley back up on her feet. If he managed to do so, the wrestling prince would wrap his arms around her head and lock in a simple side headlock, squeezing his biceps tightly against her head. "You may be a champion in Friction, Valley, but that mean's nothing here in Tension, you're just another ordinary wrestler here" he hissed, bucking his hip into her to try and flip her over his hip and bring her down onto her backside in a hip toss. Going with the flow of the toss, Daisuke would go down with her, still having her trapped in the headlock.

”Owowowowowhair, ref!”

It was nice to see some things didn’t change when you wrestled men. They were just as prone to grabbing hair as any woman, and the referees were just as ignorant to it as in Friction.

Valley hissed as Daisuke dragged her up by her golden strands, forcing her to stand. She’d just gotten to her feet when he grabbed her in a headlock, and a solid one at that, doing an admirable job of grinding her down. Before she could think about putting out a Northern Lights suplex to counter, he already had her flipping over with the hip toss, dropping her flat on her back. Good fundamentals.

But Daisuke seemed to think he was getting farther ahead than he really was, that he was going to seize control. Maybe that would’ve worked if she was the ordinary wrestler he wanted her to be, but she was eager to prove that wasn’t the case.

She languished in the hold for a few moments, before she lifted up her leg, shooting it straight up in a full forward split. She aimed to bring it down right on Daisuke’s skull, attempting to pull him in a tight headscissors and reverse their fortunes.

Daisuke simply ignored the cries of Valley as she called out his blatant hairpull tactic, the referee did give him a telling off but Daisuke simply ignored that too, as long as there was no threat of immediate disqualification, Daisuke was not too bothered about bending the rules a bit if it gave him a slight advantage. Getting the Slamazon back up on her feet, he locked her in tight headlock, squeezing his biceps tightly while gritting his teeth in effort.

The wrestling prince knew such a simple hold was not enough, Valley would soon find a way out and he had to switch it up before she did. Daisuke bucked his hip into hers, flipping her over his and getting her down on her backside with him on the side, still having her head trapped in between his arm as he squeezed tight. "Give it up Val" he said calmly but with a grin on his face.

Daisuke didn't count on Valley using her legs, the Slamazon stretched her legs up in the air, in a split position before showing her flexibility by stretching them back and trapping Daisuke's head in between her legs, countering his headlock with her head scissors. "Ngh! Argghh~ AHHH" Daisuke moaned in pain as he tightened his hold even more but he felt somehow she could out-last him in their current position.

After a moment of trading submission holds, Daisuke gave up on his and instead brought his hands up to her legs, trying to pry them open to free his head.