Leo Fandero vs. Hitomi Hana

It had been a little while since the hentai champ had gotten the chance to step into the ring, so he was raring to go with the prospect of getting his hands on another cutie girl wrestler in Tension. He didn't really know all that much about his opponent, other than the fact that she was something of a rookie to AFW... The Spanish ladies man grin to himself, well he did mind showing her the ropes so to speak, seems he reckoned there'd be some "benefits" in it for him as well.

Leo Fandero's music, Come as you are by Nirvana started to play around the arena.. A short while into the track around the time the drums kicking, the spaniard stepped out onto the top of the rampway, doing a slow 360 with his arms outstretched to the side and the Tension Hentai belt slung over one shoulder

Spoiler:

The loverboy was dressed in his usual set of skin tight black shorts down to his mid thigh, a set of black wrestling boots and of knee pads clothed the lower half of his body while an unbutton short sleeve shimmering silver shirt and his favourite black and white trilby hat adorned the top. He moved a hand over to tip the hat forwards and to the side just slightly with his index finger as he made his way down the rampway and climbed into the ring



Standard match (Hentai allowed)
victory conditions: pin, submission or KO

“Hitomi Hana?”

Hitomi sat on the bench with one leg crossed over the over, Rosie laid comfortable across her lap as she tuned the instrument with one hand and plucked the strings with the other. She pictured the beat and pitch in her head, letting her hands guide the music in the direction it needed to go. Wisps of energy invisible to the naked eye trailed past her fingertips and along the length of her trusty moneymaker.

How long had it been since her last stage show? Months? A year? It was amazing how fast the glory days seemed to disappear, how quickly her Socialblade numbers started to take a turn for the worst. She’d hoped an AFW contract would fix all of that. That was the idea at least, until all of the radio silence started giving her doubts. It wasn’t like she was a nobody like most of her collaborators. She had clout, she had a following. She was so much better for this company than even they realized, and it was like they didn’t even care to Google her. Her. Two-time trending cover artist, Hitomi Hana, was being ignored.

Screw it. It took some strong arming and a couple broken monitors, but she had the match she wanted. She’d been looking forward to this day for some time now. There was no way she was gonna risk flubbing it now.

“Hitomi-san?”

The petite girl blinked and looked off to her side to the stagehand, clutching a clipboard close to her side. “Yo. We ready?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Cool.” She kicked her feet out and leapt up from the bench, strumming her fingers over the guitar as she turned to walk.

“Oh, uh. These are standard match rules tonight. You can’t bring that-”

“Shut your trap, groupie.” Hitomi shoved her aside with a butt of her shoulder, not stopping for a second as the woman’s back hit the wall. “Nobody tells the star how to shine.”

Theme:

Hitomi Hana:

As Leo’s music faded away, a small riff slowly trembled in from the end of the arena. Pink and white strobe lights dimming in and out, growing brighter and stronger with each passing second as the bass rose higher and higher.

With a burst of light, Hitomi came leaped out and came down with a powerful stomp at the top of the ramp. Strumming along with the guitar in her hand, the viral sensation slowly stepped her way down towards the ring. Falling stars and roaring pink comets flashed across the LEDs and screens at towering at her back as she let out one majestic wail after another with every flick of her hand. It had been a bit of time since she’d last performed in front of an audience. Looks like nothing has changed. The claps to the rhythm, the bobbing heads. Oh yeah, people loved her.

Hitomi stepped up the steel steps and through the ropes into the ring, letting her guitar sing all the while. She climbed the turnbuckles and threw her hand into the air as she let out one last riff that tore through the arena.

“HAI HAI KYOTOOOOO! Hitomi Hana’s about to light up your night! Extra bright!” She milked the stage for every ounce of energy she could, and her efforts were rewarded with a hefty amount of applause and catcalls as the music faded away. Perfect. With a gleaming white smile, she handed her guitar off to the stagehands and leapt down to face the man at the other end of the ring.

“Wooooooooowwww! You’re my first opponent?” She pressed a finger to her cheek and winked his way, letting a light blush fill her cheeks. “I must be the luckiest girl in the world right now.”

Hitomi might have been not so cheery to find out that Leo didn't reckognise her or would have heard of her name.. He wasn't on youtube or social media nearly as much as his friend Dominic, spent too much of that time trying it on with girls..

He did however appreciate Hitomi cute and sexy appearance, he cast his eyes up and down her figure as she climbed into the ring. Lathergically the Spaniard leant back against the ropes opposite from the rampway with his both arms slung over the top rungs. When she looked his way, he flashed her a winning cheeky grin

"Your first huh?" he mused thoughtfully while rubbing the tip of his chin with his index finger and thumb "Well in that case I'll go nice and easy on ya, seem I'm popping your cherry and all, sweetie."

The ref girl got into the ring and while Leo moved away from the ropes a bit and removed the title belt from his shoulder, placing it down in one corner just below the ropes before slipping off his trilby hat and shirt so that he was topless

Tall, confident, handsome, and a gentleman? There was so much to enjoy here, Hitomi was having a hard time deciding where she to start first.

There was literally no reason for her to not take her time with his. If the more wrestler-savy portion of her Twitter followers were the least bit reliable, Tension’s hentai scene had been starved for attention lately. Thankfully, her skills as an A-list influencer - and maybe possibly all of the nothing this guy had been doing up to now - got her a straight shot to the hottest guy management could drum up.

And she had to say, he was much prettier in reality. Hitomi let a light giggle drum between her lips as she waltzed to meet him at the center, a mix of genuine amusement and exaggerated levity. He was cute. She couldn’t deny that. How good he could fight, though, remained to be seen. The crowd seemed eager to see for themselves too, as the official raised her hand to call for the bell.

“Sounds like we're gonna have a lot of fun tonight.” Hitomi crouched low and brought her hands up, raising her head a subtle inch higher than needed, offering an inviting view of the modest bust beneath her white top. A prodding tongue flicked at the corner of her lip. “Don’t hurt me too bad, big man."

Hitomi's body language and words seemed to indicate she was geniunely attracted to him without being full on. In the past, wrestlers he'd gone up again tended to be polar extremes... Either giving sassy rebuffs to all of his advances whether they be interested or not, or going above and beyond the flirtous to get more hands on with him... But it seemed like Hitomi was interested without being full on about it.

Leo sneaked a peak down as Hitomi inclined her chin to show off a bit of her cleavage just a-top of her white tube top style shirt. This was going to be a standard match, but there was nothing in the rules that said that it couldn't turn hentai... And Leo did very much intend to have "fun" tonight.

Leo raised his arms up to mimick Hitomi, as soon as the ref had indicated her hand and barely before the bell had even rung in response... Leo lunged forwards, putting his hands on her smooth bare shoulders and then quickly pressing the front of his upper torso against hers... His toned abs and pecks bumping up against her curvier and softer bodily features as he tried to take her by surprise and muscle Hitomi backwards towards the corner behind her

Hitomi braced herself the moment the ring of the bell reached her ears. There was a kick to her step as she bounced from one heel to the other. The energy for her first match was getting to her. Career interests aside, wrestling did seem like something that could be pretty fun, and the hentai rules that had been thrown into the mix didn’t escape her attention either.

She kept her arms up high, a bit eager to see how tough the lady’s man across from her really was. Even if he couldn’t put up much of a fight, it shouldn’t have been too hard for her to make her own fun. Something told her that Leo wouldn’t mind all that much either.

Thoughts like that were going to have to wait until a little later though, when she wasn’t in a position where Leo was easily pushing her backward. Before she had too much time to think of a way around it, the Spanish wrestler pinned her back against the turnbuckles with a small grunt. What may have been cause for worry amongst some other people elicited little more than a playful smirk on Hitomi’s lips.

“Uh oh! Looks like I’m in a bit of trouble.” Her leg raised up slowly, brushing her plush thigh between his legs as her hands came from his shoulders to his chest. “You’re a pretty straightforward guy, huh?”

Leo was able to muscle Hitomi all the way back into the corner, her thigh moving in between his legs gently to slide the inner muscle sensually up against his in the struggle. Leo bent his arms at the elbow and took another couple of steps until his bare chest bumped up against and pressed down upon Hitomi's bust, his firm abs against her smooth belly and his hips pressed to hers in such a way that she was able to feel the first tell tale signs of a bulge in his dark shorts being outlined by the tightly stretched material.

"Well, I'd really hate to waste time now... wouldn't I?" he said after lowering his head down close to Hitomi's shoulder, his voice low and almost soothing in her ear as he took in the fragranced scent of her hair.

After take a few more moments to just lean his body against hers in a rather intimate looking power struggle, Leo finally took a step back and quickly swung one of his legs up to clap the knee and upper side of his thigh into her midection, hoping to force the rookie to double over from the shot

Oooh~. He was hiding some decent girth in there. She was getting a better feel for her opponent in more ways than one.

Hitomi’s mind wasn’t dwelling so much on the consequences as much as the benefits of her current position to say the least. The view was nice, and he had a nice smell about him. Fresh, spicy Spanish cooking, right off the fire. Things only got better as he decided to get closer, letting her cozy up against his exposed with purr. Oh, she could so get used to this. Maybe it was about time to start getting a little physical.

Leo seemed to be thinking the same thing, too bad for her. A good knee to her gut snapped her out of her thoughts, freeing the white of her eyes as she lurched forward, her two-tone locks draping around her like a curtain. She was pretty used to taking hits and she wasn’t the weakest person walking around, but her small body and his heftier weight made for a bad combination. She wrapped her arms around her stomach and glared one eye up at Leo through between a pair of puffy cheeks.

“That was…*cough cough*...a jerky thing to do!” She brushed her hair back behind one ear, exposing more of her face to him. Oh yeah. She was getting a very good feel now.

As Hitomi doubled over infront of the Spaniard, her lush two tone brown and lightly highlighted pink hair drapped forward, bushing sultrily against the bare skin of Leo's pecks thanks to the close proximity of their bodies. The ladies man grinned and then slung his arm up and over the back of Hitomi's head, forcing her face to bump into his chest before then scrap along it to one side

"c'mere babe.." He said softly as he hooked his arm around her in a front headlock and took a couple of steps backwards to draw her out and away from the corner... His bicep bulged and ground into the brunette's cheek bone from side, while the other side of her face was forced to squash and smear up against the side of his hot and firm torso.

Gently reaching her free hand down the side of her hips, he palmed the side of her butt cheek dead center of his hand before curling his finger tips in... scritching lightly as here ass as he grasped at her black hot pants

Actually, now that she thought about it, Hitomi didn’t mind the cheap shot all that much. While she was mostly here just to screw around, it helped put her in the right mindset. She liked the challenge he was presenting, that air of confidence around him that just made her all the image of beating it into stuffing even more appealing.

That would have to wait a little, though. Leo was quick to follow up on his advantage, securing a good lock on her head and wedging her between his well-sculpted body. Hitomi had little time to enjoy the toned figure holding her down before she was pulled away from the corner. It seemed like the champion was fully in control of things...

...yeah right. She may have still been green according to her pro record, but she knew plenty of ways to deal with a man in over his head. Especially with the way he was touching her ass without permission, letting a surprised gasp slip out her throat. A few camera flashes followed not a second after the action, unwilling to miss such a rare moment. Now that didn’t work for her. Someone needed to be punished.

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself now.” Hitomi’s hands reached down and grabbed behind Leo’s legs as he pulled her along from the corner. With a sudden yank, she’d pull them out from under him and aim to dump the Spanish man on his back, whipping her head back at the same time to free herself from the headlock. If she managed those two together, the petite wrestler would pounce on him, straddling him down in the middle of the ring.