Daichi Kurozu vs Jasper Rhys -Clash of the (smol) Titans -Standard Match

Face-down, bottom-up, to say that Daichi wasn't doing so good would be an understatement. Fortunately for him, his anger heavily drowned his shame, there was no room anywhere in his psyche for anything that wasn't making Jasper pay, and pay he would do. The bluenette femboy made his job very easy, getting close to him for a follow up no doubt, but all he would get would be a yank to the ankle and a faceful of mat. Sparing no time to get that sweet revenge, Daichi flipped the Welsh boy face up, and just as quickly, he sat himself upon his chest, wanting to savor the expression on his rival's face just as his fate would sink in.

"Jaaaaaaaspeeeeer～" A sweet, melodic tone accompanied Daichi's already high-pitched voice, but even if it sounded loving, one could tell that it was more sadistic than anything else. The brunette femboy took his inspiration from his sister's own you're-in-trouble voice, that would follow a physical punishment for something done, pretty much like the situation in which poor Jasper found himself right then and there. "You've been very naughty, little, small, cute, Jasper-chan～" Daichi said, licking his own lips, green eyes shining with the best parody of the scary face from his twin sister that the Japanese boy could pull off. "A punishment is in order!" He said.

Daichi's thighs began to rub against the sides of Jasper's head, muffling his ears and  keeping his face straight up, chin rubbing against the Japanese boy's crotch. Finally, after teasing him for a few seconds, the brunette boy would close his pale and soft legs, sandwiching the Welsh boy's face between them, a very simple kind of pin that would start to suffocate the pretty boy in a warm and pleasant thighs embrace.

Young Jasper was to say the least, internally quite cross with Daichi for first of all taking his finishing thigh-based choke-out and then executing it so poorly!... young Jasper however was also rather cross with himself, seeing as he'd foolishly allowed himself to be ensnared by Daichi's legs!  "S-Shut Up!" Jasper stammered as his opposite teasingly called out his name, eye twitching as Daichi went on about punishing him, it was all rather embarrassing for the bluenette but however... this wouldn't simply be the end for Jasper as the boy was still a clever mind and it'd be in fairly short order for the Welsh boy to deduce that Daichi was in the perfect position for a retaliatory thigh-based clampdown.

First, to start off his new offensive the Welsh boy would let out a cat-like growl aloud and then shot his own sadistic grin at his foe before opening up his mouth for some verbal abuse. "Hehe... Daaaaaaichi...." Jasper said aloud in a teasing manner similar to how his Japanese foe had taunted him earlier with that sing-song-ish Welsh Valleys accent helping add an affectionate melodic chime to it, with this noted it would also be paramount to note that the plucky Brit doing his damnedest to try to no-sell (He's failing for the most part) the painful clamp that Daichi's thighs and crotch had on his head as slowly the young Welshman's powerful thighs would rise up as Jasper began a round of insults and teases.

"Daichi-chaaaan... you sweeet boyo... Y-you call this punishment~?" He'd taunt in that same affectionately cruel manner as before as both boys seemed to now be trapped by their legs with both Jasper and Daichi seemingly putting their all into their legs as the two squeezed and clamped down with their thighs, the match having turned into a battle of attrition!

Sitting on Jasper's chest, feeling like the king of the ring, Daichi smiled as he thought that he had the blunette femboy down for the counting. Oh, how wrong was he. "Like it down there? maybe you should just begin living in between my- GAH!!!" His taunting was cut short by the Welsh boy's legs hugging his head from behind, straining his neck painfully and making his breathing extremely difficult, indeed giving the cocky brat a taste of his own medicine! The welsh boy even let out a mocking growl, similar to that of a feline, that managed to make the Japanese brunette wonder if he indeed had been fighting a cat youkai or something. His ridiculous train of thought probably originated by the insane amount of strength that the small male possessed on his legs, and also by the fact that said legs currently were making very difficult the flow of blood directed to his brain, it started to make him dizzy and light-headed. Bad signal.

As those smooth and deadly thighs embraced his head with an irresistible power that promised him a headache after the match, Daichi had to make some effort to keep his stance, after all, he also needed to make Jasper yield, and what other way to do this but to threaten him with the danger of getting KO'ed by smother? "Wanna talk punishment?! I'll show you something if you don't give up right now!" He said, trying to maintain his position with difficulty. After a couple of minutes of struggling, it seemed obvious to the emerald-eyed boy that his blue haired foe was determined to keep going.

"I SAID GIVE UP DANG IT!!!" He screamed, obviously having lost all of his patience, Daichi finally decided that it was time to use something more drastic... "Y'know what? Don't give up, jerk, I'm taking you down 'cause you left me no choice! Screw you, I'M NOT LOSING!!!" He declared, his voice barely escaping the barrier that was Jasper's legs, he used his arms to  grab the Welsh boy by the head, and then he accommodated his butt on his mouth, blocking the bluenette's mouth and nose with his crotch, finally deciding that he needed to take his enemy down before those legs became his undoing...

"Bloody Amateur!" Jasper scoffed as his thighs clamped down upon Daichi's throat, quite abruptly interrupting him and keeping him from continuing his taunting, the Welsh boy making sure that each time Daichi tried to squeeze down upon his wind-pipe with his own legs, The Bluenette would reply with just as much strength!... though as the new struggle of attrition between the two girly boys continued it became clear that both boys were losing strength fast as they effectively strangled each other and that it'd be a matter of time before one or the other gave out... "And that is?!" Jasper remarked angrily in reply, doing his damnedest to still appear as though he totally weren't being choked by his opponent, however his vision began to grow blurry and somewhat blackening whilst his head felt lighter and lighter with the onset of vertigo forming in Jasper as the attritional conflict continued between the two small powerhouses.

"I REFUSE!!" Jasper then screamed aloud in reply to Daichi's angered call for his surrender, his own patience with the Japanese brunette having run-out, by now all of Jasper's remaining (rapidly diminishing) strength was now being placed into his legs to continue choking the life out of his opponent... "JUST SHUT UP!!" Jasper yelled aloud (and somewhat rather weakly) in reply to Daichi's taunt towards him, however Daichi's planned smother attempt would be met with... rather poor results as the small Brit simply grabbed Daichi's arms and held them up. "N-No Escape!" Jasper yelled aloud again with a tired weakness evident in his voice from between Dai's thighs as he held his opponent's arms, the situation for the two powerhouse femboys growing increasingly dire...

Trying to move out of the danger zone was Daichi's first impulse. Short lived, thanks to Jasper holding him in place with his hands. It was quite a sight to see the brunette male in his fight or flight mode. His lungs were burning as if he had ran a marathon. His sight was practically non-existant at this point, his green lively eyes staring at the horizon as if he was already dead. But he wasn't giving up, he still had the hope that Jasper would run out of gas before he did. It surely turned the light-hearted match that was taking place that night into a more serious battle of attritions between two warriors of short proportions. "NNNNghhhh..."

Daichi clenched his fists as he tried to retain consciousness, a feat that was proving to be more demanding each passing second. He was already pass his limit, and he was barely still kicking after a few minutes passed; minutes that appeared to be hours from his perspective. "GGGGGGhhhhiiihe" He tried, and he really tried to fight this, to surpass Jasper and win this... But he just wasn't able, his head was already falling to the sides. Some people in the crowd even murmured that he already fainted and that he just remained sitting. This wasn't the case though, he fought, and he did so until the bitter end.

Finally, like a mountain that collapsed on his own weight, Daichi fell to the side of Jasper's body, his body just lied there with no movement at all. It seemed like he was defeated, and that the bluenette boy took the victory for himself...

"Nughhhh.... Gchghhhhhhhhhhhhh...." The Welsh boy groaned as the two boys effectively strangled each other with no quarter shown on either side as they strangulated, it was clearly becoming a stalemate between the two... a stalemate that was bound to end soon... On Jasper's end it seemed that the end for him was nigh with his vision blurring, consciousness pretty much gone Jasper was well and truly drained of life by the mutually-destructive endurance battle that the boys were engaged in, one of the two had to break at some point and in a very vaguely fortunate sense, Daichi was the first to fall with his body going limp and falling to his side next to his Welsh opponent... Victory!... well Jasper would be celebrating another win... if his lungs weren't totally emptied and he weren't totally on the verge of collaps- Thud.

Immediately after Daichi was knocked out... Jasper with no time to breath or celebrate finally went unconscious after his opponent, his body finally giving out and flopping over after that grueling battle of attrition with the small Bluenette falling opposite of his Brunette opponent, limp as a ragdoll, his vision gone totally black as he gave out...

It shouldn't come off as a surprise that Daichi isn't fond of alcohol, he has tasted it and hated it. For that reason and many more, he isn't used to blacking out, it isn't something that he is fond of experiencing the few times he has. The brunette boy woke up in the infirmary a few hours after the match, he sat up, stretching lazily while his memory restarted. A match, against a boy named Jasper, darkness. While he remembered the whole ordeal, his calmness became frustration and anger. He looked around, the fact that he woke up in AFW's medical unit finally sinked in. Sitting in a chair next to his bed, Akiko was sleeping, probably waiting for him to wake up. This helped to make him smile and calm down, but as he stared at his sister, he noted that on the other side of the room there was another person sleeping.

"Why is he here!?" He thought after looking at Jasper's silhouette, after standing up, Daichi realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes. His petite and toned body bare except for some bandages covering his very minor injuries. He approached his opponent, without knowing that their match turned into a draw. Angered by what he believed, was the most unfair defeat of his life, the Japanese boy got close enough to realize that the bluenette femboy was undressed as well, and that his blankets weren't fully protecting his bare body. Embarrassed and flustered, the red-faced boy covered his foe with the blankets, and only then, he awaited.

Looking at Jasper, Daichi was debating about how adorable he found the boy and how furious he was for losing a match that was practically won for him. The Japanese pretty boy waited for the sleeping beauty to wake up, only then realizing that his hair was messy, now that he just woke up, and that he still was also naked. Blushing like a bride about to be wed, he walked quickly at his bed once again, grabbing the bed sheets and using them to cover his privates as if he was using a bathing towel. He also stole a hair band from his sleeping sister, using them to arrange his troublesome hair into a fashionable ponytail, only while he did this, he thought for himself; "Why am I getting pretty just to face that little jerk!?"

Annoyed by his own mannerisms, the chocolate-haired boy returned to Jasper's side sitting his small posterior, covered by a semi translucent blanket, at the side of his bed. He sat in silence until the "winner" of their match would wake up. And when he did, Daichi would speak to him, almost in a whisper: "Morning sunshine. Taking a little victory nap?" Sweet words, only that they dripped of envy and anger.

Time flies when you're knocked out... as the young Welsh rookie found out the hard way. "Nrrr.... Bloody hell..." Jasper groaned aloud as he finally awoke from that darkness that consumed him at the end of his grueling bout with the young Japanese brunette, his sensitive eyes slowly opening and instinctively shutting as they absorbed the harsh ambient lighting of the room, blinking as he slowly sat-upright to look around and to gather his bearings on the location and his situation... "Where am I?..." Jasper said with a tiredness still in his voice as he looked around him, scanning to his left and then scanning to his right the boy would then take notice of a certain figure, his vision still blurry as he finally raised his hands up to rub the sleepiness from his eyes... Oh! finally with the image clearing and sleepiness evaporating from him Jasper would finally recognize the boy sitting next to him.

"Oh! Hello Daichi... what are ya doing here?" Jasper asked politely with a somewhat confused tilt of his head, yawning to himself as he heard his one-time-opponent say something that initially sounded rather friendly and sweet though... as the words replayed in his mind ('Morning sunshine, Taking a little victory nap?') he could tell there was a slight hint of... envious anger in it, something that Jasper couldn't particularly put his finger as to why Daichi would feel as though, the Welsh boy having barely any memory of the night's events... all he remembered was he fought Daichi and then blacked out for some reason or other, but as soon as he began to ponder what happened that night simultaneous to the noticing of Daichi's glare towards him, Jasper would begin to remember what happened... "So I won the match?..." he said silently to himself as he recollected his thoughts whilst Daichi glared.

Daichi would be lying if he said that he didn't feel his heart skipping a beat after looking how Jasper woke up, rubbing his eyes and looking around, his blue hair messy and falling behind his ears. He was probably one of the most adorable sights that the brunette had seen. "No, bad Daichi! Think about Adama, and about Akiko neutering you" He thought to himself, similarly to how some people thought about the bible in their moments of weakness. The Welsh boy greeted him quite amicably, and then he questioned to himself if he had won. "Wait...so you don't know who won?" He said out loud, the infirmary was too quiet, and the sleepy lad too close for whispers to keep their words from the chestnut-haired teen.

As a matter of fact, Daichi might not be the sharpest knife in the crayon box but even he could put two and two together; If Jasper didn't knew about the result of the match... And if he was in the medical facilities of Tension alongside himself after he fainted... Then: "Holy crap! We tied!" He yelled, standing up at full speed. "This is your fault! If you'd let me go then none of this would have happened!" Daichi complained like a small kid. The femboy was so upset that he didn't realized that his covers fell off the moment he stood up, leaving his front entirely naked for the Welsh boy to see.

The moment he stared down to see that his... pecker was showing, Daichi became red in embarrassment and immediately he ducked to grab the sheets from the ground to cover himself up sloppily. After clothing his privates, red in both anger and flusteredness, the Japanese boy directed his nastiest angry stare and pout at the bluenette. "Dammit... Name the place, the hour, the type of match, I'll kick your butt for sure!" He challenged haughtily, pointing his finger at Jasper's face.

Once again raising his hands up to rub the sleep out of his eyes as Daichi replied to him, Jasper would respond politely yet bluntly. "Y-Yeah... I don't know..." Yawning gently the Bluenette contemplated going back to sleep on the comfy bed courtesy of the AFW Medical Unit... before wincing with surprise and discomfort as the brunette next to him suddenly yapped out something about a tie before angrily berating him out of nowhere! "M-My Fault?" Jasper stammered with surprise before finally... it all came back to him and the spitefully envious tone in Daichi's voice finally made sense, with this revelation Jasper's mood shifted from that feeling of slight confused amicableness to one of a slight pouty crossness as Daichi complained, the Japanese boy coming off less as a professional wrestler and more like a child who just lost a round of Call-Of-Duty... "If you hadn't been such a move copying Wanker than we wouldn't be in this mess!" Jasper complained bitterly, a feeling of grumpiness having overtaken the Welsh boy as the two argued along... only for their argument to die down as red blushes formed across both their faces as the two realized they were rather... (to put it mildly) undressed.

With this noted, Jasper would hoist the blanket on his hospital-bed up to his neck to hide himself as best he could whilst Daichi covered up, the Welsh bluenette looking away from the Japanese brunette as Daichi dressed himself... when it was safe for Jasper to look back towards his foe and when said foe had ceased his rant, Jasper would immediately reply to Dai. "Agreed!... Any place, Any time, I'll be happy to thrash you again!... T-tosser." He grumbled poutily whilst covering himself up further with his blanket, trying to scowl though it came off more as a pout than anything else.