Eliza Harenwood vs. Moon Sin-Jae - Two Sides, One Coin

Match Type: Knockout Match
Victory Conditions: Victory decided by knockout only.

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There were many words one could use to describe Sin, but ‘patient’ wasn’t one of them. She’d always been big on instant gratification, taking what she wanted when she wanted it, and most of the time, that worked out for her just fine. But there were other times when she just had to wait on others, and that was when things tended to go slow. Too slow for her tastes. This had been one of those cases.

Sin had wanted this match for months. Months. She been asking for it in hardstyle hentai, but management had been turning her down at every turn, knowing Eliza didn’t go for that sort of thing. They could’ve forced it, she knew that, they made other wrestlers do matches they didn’t want to do all the time, but since she was such a big name, they were clearly stonewalling her on it. She persisted, but they kept shutting her down, and in the end, this was the best she could hope for - a knockout match.

It was like getting a cheeseburger when you wanted a steak.

Sin could get some enjoyment out of this, she knew that. Eliza Harenwood had been on the top of her hit list since she entered the AFW, and she wasn’t about to turn down the chance. This woman was the sort of sweet, posh bitch that she loved to pick apart, and she was skilled enough to give her a real challenge. It was the perfect kind of match for her, she knew it, it just sucked that she wouldn’t be able to get her rocks off with the bout officially.

But, oh well. There were other ways to get that much needed stress relief. Thankfully, that was where Chloe Mason came in.

She and her ‘partner’ had found a nice, private little shadowy space in the backstage area, one with a few storage boxes large enough to lay on, and from there, they went about easing her tensions. To put it the crude way, they were just making out back there, with the blonde currently on top, working her over. It was a position few women had ever been with on Sin, and even fewer had enjoyed for longer than a minute. But Chloe was a special case. Her body, her attitude, the way they felt against each other, it was all probably the closest she’d ever get to fucking herself. The blonde had talent.

”Ah, fuck.” Sin closed her eyes and raised her hands above her head, giving her lover full access to her chest, silently begging her to give her breasts some attention. Even with her fighting outfit on, she knew Chloe could still work some magic. ”Come on, go a little harder. Don’t want to go out there on the edge.”

It was such a weird request, something that Chloe didn’t expect to be carrying out something this odd. But after finding out the match that her ‘partner’ was getting into, she came to understand just what she was getting at. However, it wasn’t all that bad. Chloe was the one on top.

Still, the ex-commissioner probably should not put it past the kind of person that Moon Sin-Jae is, to begin with. Their partnership has brought the opportunity to learn more about that very woman she met last year, and while she had a few quirks, she was at least competent in what she could do. Much better than most of her bodyguards combined. It was an excellent decision to enlist her talents, and she cannot deny the benefits she had been reaping. Of course, there was the odd ‘spar’ or two that would come between them, Sin was never the type of person to let that last official match slide. The Korean had to prove she was better. And that kind of hunger made things interesting, spicing things up. Having first-hand experience of the way she fights and the intensity she brings, the blonde quickly realised why she had a massive problem with this kind of matchup she was getting into.

It was perhaps an inevitability that Moon Sin-Jae and Eliza Harenwood would meet in the ring. Ever since the Dancing Passion has returned after losing to the very woman Sin was with, she was hitting the ground running, something Chloe knew all too well considering how they had met before and chatted. It was somewhat weird to be in the middle of all this, knowing both women and the different relationships that the ex-commissioner has with them. Both had similar styles to each other, something that Chloe shared when she battled with Tension’s darling. Eliza was more graceful and refined, while Sin was more chaotic and brutal. Yet both are still such a sight to behold when they fight, so it was a no brainer that they would pair the two together. Sounds great, right?

The only issue is with the match stipulation. Sin had a massive problem with that.

While most women who are in AFW would be forced to partake in a hentai match or a match that they do not like, there is still a few that are pretty much a no go. Individuals that will never find themselves in such matches no matter how hard one tries to make it a reality. Eliza, throughout her career, was known to be vehemently against hentai matches and did not suffer fools gladly when someone tries to force such things on her. And if management themselves couldn’t force the Dancing Passion in a Hardstyle Hentai match, then Sin doesn’t have a chance in hell.

Which brings to this moment. Of course, Sin would get creative and try to get her rocks off, ease her sexual frustrations that she would no doubt get neither in this upcoming matchup. Chloe wasn’t going to tease, she was going straight in with delivering the pleasure to Sin. She worked fast, knowing the spots that Sin liked and didn’t take long to target her breasts, letting her lips suck and lap around the nipple. Her other hand groped at it hard enough, her movements quick and efficient sufficient to work Sin past the peak before the stagehands would wonder where Sin is. “You know, I might just do that.” Chloe’s sultry voice was dripping with sarcasm, her teeth clamping on the nipple as she spoke. While she would get what she wanted and cum inside the ring, that would be very cruel. This time, she’ll have mercy on the Korean and grant her the wish she desires. So she worked hard, harder than ever to send her over the edge.

It occurred to her, as she said it, that she was putting a lot of faith in Chloe, here. After all, there was nothing stopping her from, say, leaving Sin on edge and just letting her go into the ring worked up, or force her to finish things off with her own fingers. It would be a cruel trick, and while it might not seal her doom, it would make it hard for her to cope in the early stages, something she couldn’t afford with an opponent of Eliza’s calibre.

It would be a mean-spirited, evil, vicious, petty thing to do. Sin would’ve certainly done it.

Thankfully, Chloe was better than her, at least when it came to that sort of thing. She didn’t just finish her off, but did a damn good job of it, too.

Sin let out a hoarse shriek as she reached her climax, arching her back and pressing against the blonde as the lightning tore through her, making her muscles tense and putting her body on full, heaving display. Closing her eyes, she flopped forward as she came down from the high, laying her face to rest on her compatriot’s shoulder.

”Not bad, not bad.” She stuck her tongue out and ran it along Chloe’s collarbone. ”I’ll even things up tonight. My place?”

It occurred to her, as she said it, that she was putting a lot of faith in Chloe, here. After all, there was nothing stopping her from, say, leaving Sin on edge and just letting her go into the ring worked up, or force her to finish things off with her own fingers. It would be a cruel trick, and while it might not seal her doom, it would make it hard for her to cope in the early stages, something she couldn’t afford with an opponent of Eliza’s calibre.

It would be a mean-spirited, evil, vicious, petty thing to do. Sin would’ve certainly done it.

Thankfully, Chloe was better than her, at least when it came to that sort of thing. She didn’t just finish her off, but did a damn good job of it, too.

Sin let out a hoarse shriek as she reached her climax, arching her back and pressing against the blonde as the lightning tore through her, making her muscles tense and putting her body on full, heaving display. Closing her eyes, she flopped forward as she came down from the high, laying her face to rest on her compatriot’s shoulder.

”Not bad, not bad.” She stuck her tongue out and ran it along Chloe’s collarbone. ”I’ll even things up tonight. My place?”

Truth be told, she was rather curious at the thought of Sin trying to fight while at the edge of pure bliss. It would have been such an amusing sight that she would want to be ringside for it. But as petty and fun as it would have been, she’d rather have two people that she both knew going all out. It was exhilarating when Chloe fought Sin, and she felt that Eliza would feel the same. Without a referee disrupting things, of course, the ex-commissioner made sure to get one that wouldn’t cause problems. More so for Sin. She can’t have another situation like this.

Chloe would finish the job, feeling the dam exploding from her fingertips as she made Sin release her surrender. The blonde would lick the juices from her fingers, enjoying the taste. Many meetings have made Chloe more knowledgeable about Sin’s body. How it works, how it responds to certain things. Sin is more than capable of finishing things off with her own fingers, but she wanted another kind of orgasm. The type that she couldn’t achieve by herself.

“Might as well let you finish it yourself if I’m getting ‘not bad’.” Chloe said sarcastically. She gave a kiss on the side of her neck before nibbling her ear. Letting her thigh rub between the legs as she eases Sin down her high. “You better do.” The ex-commissioner let her cum-stained finger paint along Sin’s cheek, drawing circles around it. Ironically making a bullseye target. “So long as you come back with your head on your shoulders.”

”That’s the plan.”

The idea of just sitting here and fucking Chloe for a few hours appealed, but Sin knew that wasn’t an option - she had a bitch that needed breaking, after all, and it was high time she got to business. She gave Chloe a shove back, making some space between them, before she leaned forward and rubbed her cheek along the blonde’s breast, cleaning her face off. As cute as the painting was, she’d prefer not having that smell in her nostrils all match.

She strode past Chloe, brushing bodies as she passed for the maximum amount of contact. Confident, she made her way towards the curtain, stretching as she went with a swing in her hips. Give Chloe a show on the way out, why not? ”Back in five. Ten, tops.”

A couple of minutes later and she was inside the ring, stretching out in her corner as her theme finished playing. Despite all the bravado, she knew Harenwood wasn’t someone to sleep on, that she’d be coming at her with legs almost as lethal as her own. Almost. She wasn’t worried, but she’d have to be on her game.

Sin arched her back, rolled her shoulders, then stepped towards the center of the ring and dropped to a crouch, her heels lifted and poised to pounce as she stared at the curtains. Heart was beating, mind was racing, blood was pumping at max - she was ready for this. So fucking ready.

Her tongue shot out, running across her lips, with a smack following after. ”Come on, bitch, let’s get this going…”

Sin was never a subtle and careful type. Chloe knew this from their previous escapades and was not shocked once the Korean shoved the blonde off her. Of course, they had already wasted much time trying to get Sin’s rocks off, and there was a match to be taken place. The ex-commissioner would be remiss if she was the cause to disrupt or delay what was a hugely anticipated match. Sin had already waited so long for this.

She grinned as the brash Korean moved past Chloe, their bodies brushing with so much contact between them. To an average person, they would have taken offence to this, but for Chloe, she let it slide. That is who she is, and she wasn’t going to make her change. Though the thought did come up of teaching the woman how to…behave. The blonde watched as Sin moved to the curtain, thinking how cute she is when she does that walk. It was indeed a show, and she was looking forward to the after-party. “I’ll be waiting.”

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Eliza made her way to the curtain after the stagehand notified that it was her turn. Passing through the corridor, she gave her attire some a few checks, her heart beating through her chest like the drums of war. Like any match, Eliza was always eager to show up to do battle in Tension. That is what the beloved fans had wanted, and since she has returned, the Dancing Passion made a tear, calling back to her years of glory. Clashing against both men and women alike, displaying her prowess, Ms Harenwood felt glad to be back. And with the addition of her cousin Charlotte, she couldn’t be any happier.

Yet on the inside, she was nervous. This wasn’t just any match, however, but not far from her usual stomping grounds. Still, it wasn’t much about the match stipulation, which was a whole different topic, but who she was facing. Under typical situations, the Darling of Tension would jump on the idea of duelling with someone with a similar form of battle to herself. Ms Harenwood could pretty much claim that she had faced a wide array of different opponents. All with different styles to challenge the noblewoman. But the last time she had met someone much similar to herself, the outcome wasn’t what she desired. She pretty much waltzed in Tension and usurped the Dancing Passion in her home. Eliza couldn’t think of any other worse result than this. As her mind reflected on that moment, her eyes would catch on the very woman she was thinking about.

“Chloe?”

“Hm?”

The ex-commissioner turned her head round to the sound of whoever called out to her. It didn’t take long to recognize her voice. “Ah, fancy meeting you here, Eliza.” The Dancing Passion was able to smile at Chloe, despite being the very woman that conquered her that night. “Funny, I just saw your opponent, she looks ready. And confident.”

“I certainly would hope so. I don’t plan on going easy on her. And I’ve heard of what she truly wanted.” Eliza’s eyes narrowed. “I shall not let myself go forth out there with such indignity. And I plan to pay her back for that.”

“Ah yes, I heard about that.” Chloe knowing full well of what Sin was trying to pull for her dream match. Chloe would wipe the juices behind her. “But even without that proposed stipulation, Sin is still dangerous. Pretty much still lethal with her legs, just like you. Are you ready for that?”

Eliza didn’t respond straight away, Chloe’s comments reminding her what had happened when they last battled. By the end of it, she felt she would have been surpassed. It took a while for the Dancing Passion for thinking about what she could do now. Most people would have quit after such a loss, and Eliza believed it wouldn’t get to her. At least…she wanted to believe that. And now, she was being placed in the same position again.

“Okay, let's walk while we chat. Don’t want you to be late.” Chloe would take the British Aristocrat from her thoughts, both walking towards the curtain, meeting up with the stagehands. “And I think it’s about time we clear the air. Before you go out there…”

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Sin wouldn’t have to wait too long for her opponent to arrive as a particular theme began to play. A figure appeared from behind the curtain, showing a form of a woman with outstretched arms carrying fans. Performing with a flick of a wrist, the lady began to dance behind it, the crowd watching with awe. This time, they were wiser to catch on who this was, especially with the match card showing as such. The silhouette disappeared, and the lights went out, the same woman appearing and disappearing with the red lights flickering. Wearing a kimono, and a parasol, she walked down the ramp, the parasol hiding the identity of the woman, while the kitsune mask brought even more privacy. The red hue would disappear, and the woman with the kimono would soon appear when the lights switched on as usual. With a flourish, the woman took off her kimono and then the mask, appearing to the Korean before her. Eliza in a much different attire to her more elegant one, but still exuding a regal air of class.

Spoiler:

The Dancing Passion looked confident. Much confident.

Sin waited in the ring as Eliza made her way, taking her time with the entrance.

All this damn show. Sin hated it. The pageantry was never her style, wanting to get to the meal as soon as possible, and Eliza just had to drag that out as long as she could get away with. The Ooos and Aahs from the fans, all acting like they’d never seen a woman in a damn kimono before, fawning over her every step. The lights. The music. The charm. It was enough to make Sin nauseous, and the only thing that could’ve settled her stomach was battering this woman into the canvas. If she ever got in here.

Luckily for Sin’s sanity, she did get to the ring, in her own sweet time, casting off all the trapping and standing before her. The Korean breathed a haggard sigh of relief and stood straight, hands on hips, taking in her first in-person view of this woman. Lithe figure, nice and light, a body built for speed, reminding her of the one she saw every time she looked in a mirror. She didn’t look all that tough, but then, neither did she. Only way to truly test that sort of thing.

”Fucking hell, you done with the entrance now? Sure you don’t want to do a little dance first?” She snickered and started to walk around Eliza, fingers crossed behind her head as she went. She didn’t need her arms free to be lethal, no problem, and she made sure to keep her opponent just in kicking range.

”Not bad, not bad. Shame your such a fucking prude, could’ve had some real fun.” She threw up her hands and popped back into a lazy Tae Kwon Do stance, bouncing from heel to heel. ”No problem, though. All sorts of ways I can get my rocks off.”

The show and pageantry are part of what draws the Tension crowd to the Dancing Passion, a way to endear herself among the audience. It has been done many times before, even before Sin had also stepped foot into the league. It was slightly different from Eliza’s usual entrance before it, shrouded in mystery than showing the crowd her practised steps. Each step she took still commanded attention, drawing intrigue with the subtle movements. Even if it wasn’t as flashy, it always was designed to impress.

A shame that Sin could not appreciate the intricacies of it.

Then again, Ms Harenwood’s entrances were never for the opponent that is standing in the ring. It was always for the lovely men and women of Tension. It was part of the package, something that complemented with Eliza wowing them with her infamous moves. So, it wasn’t a surprise when Moon Sin-Jae projected her displeasure of her entrance. In fact, it was to be expected, hence why her confident mood hasn’t shifted at all. Always about instant pleasure, these days.

Sin would walk around Eliza, appraising her whilst taking a good look. Up close and personal. Probably wishing that this was the kind of match that she initially wanted. “No, I was planning on doing another number. Figured you’d like to join in.” The Dancing Passion’s words dripping with sarcasm. She was used to being talked like that, in the ring and even in the ball. So, it’s no wonder she has developed a sharp tongue.

“Either way, I could care less about what you want, Ms Sin.” She said while closing one of her fans. “I’d say you’re fortunate we’re in the ring together in the first place. Nevertheless, I intend to teach you a good lesson in decency and manners for what you tried to pull.” The Dancing Passion would twirl away from Sin, giving the fans to the announcer as they leave the ring. Eliza settled into her iconic stance. “Just know that you might not like the other avenues of getting any kind of pleasure. But enough talk. Come.”

”Already did, five minutes ago.” Sin had a quick skip in her stroll, still working on the best angle to come at Eliza from. ”’Couldn’t’,by the way. You couldn't care less.”

And with that little bit of fun out of the way, she could go back to hating this woman.

It was kind of ironic, really. Eliza was almost exactly the sort of woman her parents had wanted her to be - groomed, polite, a ballerina, prim and proper. She had this whole dignified air to her, so above it all, and she almost seemed to radiate goodness. It was no wonder the crowd was so taken in with her. She was everything they could’ve wanted out of a heroine. The ideal. Sin couldn’t wait to demolish her.

And here was her chance. The bell rang, and she sprung into action before it could even finish echoing, shooting her way in and lashing out. She lead it with a snap kick aimed at Eliza’s chest, a whipping blow, and she’d only given it a split-second to land before she brought that same leg back and shot it out again, this time coming at the Dancing Passion with a roundhouse kick to the side of her head.

She wasn’t optimistic about either of them landing, mind you. But she wanted to test this woman early on, get a feel for the way she moved. If Eliza was good enough to give Chloe trouble, then the same could apply to her.