Rydia Highwind vs Dash Turner: Waves of Fantasy

Got him! With a nice sweep that he didn't see coming, she knocked him right onto his back. Bet he didn't see that one coming.

The cosplayer got up to her feet on the ring apron, fully intending to sling herself over the ropes and onto his body as he attempted to get up...only he didnt' get up, the swimsuit and hoodie clad beach bum instead inviting her to...join him on the mat?

Heh, typical guy. Once she suggested skipping the hard stuff and just fucking, he went for it. Then again...why wouldn't he, and honestly...why shouldn't she?

So, rather than leap on top of him with some painful blow, she instead bent and slipped through the ropes again, getting on all fours and crawling towards him, smirk on her lips as her drone was circled, making sure to get an angle of her backside.

"So am I the first you've done this with in Tension?" She asked, a teasing tone in her voice as she crawled near him, one hand reaching out to stroke her fingers across his abs, impressed at his tight body. "or am I about to make your "Edward" jealous?" she teased, referring to Dash's earlier comment to her in a jesting manner. Not like it actually mattered to her, Dash could be a total man whore for all she cared, long as she was getting her turn with him now!

As their eyes met he can see some gears turning in her head. Her expression shifting slightly despite the fact she continued to wear a smirk. He watched her slip through the ropes as he slide his arms back to prop himself up on his elbows. She was giving him a small show, prowling around him letting him get a good hard look at her. He appreciated not only her showmanship but the view as well.

"You'd be the first match like this I've had here." He gave his hair a small flip back, getting a few stray strands out of his face that had drifted there when he fell. He cocked his head slightly, giving her another one of those boyish smiles. "Can't say I'm disappointed so far either, but we'll see how it goes." Now that she was closer, he lowered his voice a bit, more intimate but just as playful.

"You keep mentioning Ed, it's almost like you watch my last match and wrote up some juicy fan fiction of us or something." He hummed thoughtfully, sitting up just enough to reach out to Rydia, slipping a finger gently under her chin to give her a light scritch. "I'm the only man in the world right now you need to be thinking about. So why don't you come on over here so I can give you a kiss and start us off right." His gaze had been unwavering and oddly intense for how laid back he seemed to be.

Oh, that gaze of his, the cool, yet intense gaze, that boysih smile, that laid back, yet confident attitude...it made her shiver. This was her type of man alright.

"I'm a cosplayer, we all write a fun little fanfic or two at some point...after all, nothing wrong with a little fantasy. Though in this case...I think I prefer the real thing..." she replied, purring a little as he rubbed under her chin, still stroking at his firm abs.

Finally, she accepted his offer, crawling on top of him, the drone circling around to get the best view possible as she leaned in to press her lips against the beach bums, gripping his shoulders for leverage, her covered breasts rubbing against his bare chest, a gentle start to their match.

Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to let your opponent crawl on top of you in a match. He was having trouble seeing a reason not to however in Rydia's case. Gently he brushed back a few strange of green hair, gliding her fingers into her hair to rest on the back of her head as she drew down, kissing him.

His other arm wrapped around her waist, squeezing them together as he lay across the mat. He chuckled softly into their embrace, taking his time to explore her lips with a surprisingly sweet kiss that almost seemed uncharacteristic for this sort of match. He wouldn't let her break off from him, his hand slipping down the small of her back slowly, his palm claiming one of her cheeks to give a firm squeeze.

He would rock the two of them to the side, attempting to roll both of them over to place her onto her back on the mat. Both of his hands would slip free from where they had been, blindly seeking out Rydia's arms, tracing his fingers along her skin until finding her wrists. He would try to grab hold of both tiny, to bring them up over her head and pin them down to the canvas.

This was even better than Rydia had expected. In truth, while she could certainly butt kick if needed, it wasn't really her main interest in joining this league. She had signed up to meet fun sexy people and have some fun while building her personal online brand.

Dash, so far, was perfect, exactly the kind of stud she had hoped to meet, and thus far, she was highly enjoying their "tussle" so far, her soft lips meeting the beach bums surprisingly equally soft ones, the blonde man even getting a bit cheeky by grabbing her butt, making her giggle as they made out like horny freshmen.

Soon, as she was enjoying the tingle of his fingers dancing along her arms, she found herself rolled onto her back, arms pinned together above her head. Rather than be mad, she gave her attractive opponent a coy smile. "Why, you pinned me, does this mean I'm at your mercy?" she teased, whilst raising her legs and wrapping them around Dash's waist, not squeezing, not yet, but making sure he didn't pin them down as well.

It had been easy to roll Rydia over, either she was far too interesting in rolling on the mat with him or he had taken her by surprise. The why of it didn't really matter to him as he went to work pinning her to the mat. His hands pinned here to the canvas, imposing his weight on top of her as he ground his chest up against hers feeling her breasts flatten up against him. He met her smirk with a cheekily kiss, purposefully cutting her off mid sentence to make out with her just a bit more.

When he finally seperated from her lips, he pulled back to stare down into her eyes with a melting gaze, answering the question she hadn't been allowed to finish with his look alone. He dipped his head down, staking claim to her neck as he pressed hot suckling kissing down along her chin as he moved to her neck, remaining there as he planted kiss after kiss.

He rolled his hips, slowly and steadily grinding himself up against her body, taking full advantage of the fact she had trapped him between her legs, right where he had wanted to be anyway. His hands shifted, moving her wrists together to control the both of them with one of his hands, pulling the other away to slip down along her side. His fingers roamed, feeling the seam of her top and roaming down along her backside. His fingers slipped down around her cheek, hiking her legs up against him a bit higher before he began to grope her backside with each thrust.

She should probably be more concerned about the fact that he was on top of her. Alina would have probably turned this into some kind of special choke or other such thing by now, given how focused she was on the combat aspect of things. As someone who vastly preferred the more intimate side of things however, and knowing this was just the start of the match, Rydia was happily willing to ride things out as is for now.

As it was right now...was pretty good she had to admit. Dash's kisses were dropped across her lips, chest, and neck, the man clearly knowing what he was doing and what he was after. The way he thrust his hips against her, grinding himself on her, the cosplayer able to feel his manhood stiffening and pressing against her, even his fingers groping her butt cheeks as he moved aside her skimpy outfit, which, admittedly, was designed for that sort of thing.

She'd have given him a playful slap, but with him pinning both of her wrists down, clearly having the strength advantage, she just settled for teasing him. "Getting handsy are we?" she purred in pleasure, raising and rocking her hips against his to show her interest. "Your gonna buy me dinner after, right?"

"Wasn't planning on it." He admitted between hot breathes along her neck, smothering her in form kisses. "Figured we had a full meal right here, and you'll be sweeter than any dessert I can get at a restaurant." With one final grope of her backside, his fingers slipped away. He had been doing more than simply copping a feel down there. Getting a good idea of what this woman had on so he could scene to remove it all. The lacey pantyhose were a bit of a problem, not that they weren't beautiful on Rydia, but the beach bum didn't want to go around tearing her costume to pieces which meant he could get to her womanhood directly without stripping her down. That took some time and overt effort. She seemed game now but that was because he was able to keep things going pretty heavy.

Dash slide down her body, placing his lips along the curvature of her breasts within the open window her attire provided, leaving wet kisses along her skin. His hand slipped up over her shoulder and reached behind the girl, fingers playing along the headed strap that held her top up, reaching for a way to unfasten or unclasp them from behind.

His roaming hand would return to her chest, slipping the tips of his fingers down her top just enough to grip the edge and gently peel away her top to expose one of her breasts. The trail of kisses he was planting began to  make their way up and over her beautiful mound, coming to rest at its peak where his lips stopped just shy of their final destination. His tongue peaked out, skirting around her areola slowly without actually brushing over her nipple, teasing the woman.

"These matches normally so easy?" He taunted with a small chuckle, not really waiting for the woman beneath him to respond before pressing his lips to her nipple. He drew it in, wrapping his lips around it as his tongue gliding over top of it is quick flicks, exciting it with every moment he held it captive. His hand snaked its way down her body, wedging itself beneath his thrusting hips and hers to allow his fingers to press down over top of her crotch, starting to massage her covered womanhood in place of his humping.

Rydia was immensely enjoying herself. Dash was saying all the right things, touching all the right spots, and making it impossible for her to not enjoy herself. Sure, she was getting manhandled at the moment, but she didn't even mind that, given how early it was in the match and how these matches often saw momentum switch about. Each of his soft kisses had her cooing in response, and her drone flew overhead to get a better view once her single bare breast was exposed.

"Mmm...a breast man are you? Nice to know." She teased, cooing once again as his fingers started to rub between her legs, wondering if he could feel the heat coming off of her. Not wanting to let the blonde man have all the fun to himself, she unwrapped her flexible legs from around his waist, adjusting herself as she slipped one panty-hose covered leg down between Dash's own, raising it up to start rubbing her covered thigh against his own crotch, hands gripping the back of his head to keep his face pressed against her breast as her nipple stiffened in his mouth.

While Dash was more than happy to indulge, he still had enough of a head for the match itself to work towards positioning. It helped Rydia didn't seem interested in fighting him, something she might come to regret later… or maybe she just liked rolling around on the mat with him. Either explanation worked for him really as he nipped and suckled as her breast, soaking in every coo and moan he pulled from her.

His fingers splayed across the green haired woman's crotch, pointer and pinky spread wide to slide up along her inner thigh while his two middle fingers pressed down through the cloth, knowingly rubbing at the woman's clitoris through her attire. There was little need to real penetration, at least not yet, when he could work her over well enough like this.

His free hand slipped over her shoulder, trailing down her collar to her other breast, gently peeling her top away, slowly starting to work her leotard like top down along her waist, half way through disrobing the woman completely which seemed to be the ultimate goal. If he could stripe her down to her panty hose, he would have her at his mercy where the real fun would begin.

"Just a man." He responded softly with a long kiss upon her breast, circling his tongue around her hardened nipples before drawing back with a soft pop of his lips. He shifted on top of her, kissing his way across to her other breast to stake claim to that as well.

"One that appreciates all you have to offer." He illustrated this by not only wrapping his lips around her still untouched nipple, but with a gentle roll of his hips to hump her thigh she had been using to rub up against him, showing his appreciation in more than words as he had risen to the occasion. All the while he was still working off her clothing, trying to tug it down over her backside and start to guide it down her thighs.