Just a regular girl looking for wrestling guidance (For Deus001)

She might have not made it painfully obvious, but Kotone checked out in the corner of her eye to see if her shameless act was enough to fluster John, after all, she wasn't dumb enough to not notice the sexual influence that an AFW wrestler needed to succeed. So she wanted to measure herself to the former champion, even if it meant to seduce him just to prove that she had what it takes to make it big in here... Her motives might be far from being noble, but at least the bluenette girl knew what she was doing, and she wouldn't take it too far... At least, that's what she told to herself. "Yeah! Let's get to it~" She responded to his signal to start fighting.

John was the first one to take the lead, getting close and inviting her to lock up with him. Kotone smiled and walked towards him, taking his hands with her own as if she were a princess and he  a prince, asking for a dance in a ball. "How chivalrous~" She said, beautiful smile suddenly turning into something that could only be described as a shit-eating grin. "I~War~ned~ya~!" She sang to him, before using a low kick to literally sweep him off his feet. If her little con proved effective, the Idol wannabe would follow him down, planting her hips down in his gut, pinning him to the ground with her weight.

"How was that~? Good enough for you? Champ~" She teased further, accommodating herself atop her opponent, grinding her backside in his belly while she tried to take his hands once again, only this time it was to make her domination more evident on him. "I didn't had the confidence to face you head-on like that, but truth be told, you don't look that scary anymore. Not down there~" Kotone said, making a complete turn of personality, not anymore meek or elegant, instead, she turned into some kind of seductress dressed like an idol. A strange, yet enticing mix of an angel and a succubus.

John was no stranger to the odd flirt here and there, it came with the territory as it were. The artist found it cute indeed that Kotone acted this way towards him, it helped put the lad at ease against any worries he might have had about not being competent enough to teach at least. It seemed this idol could shift between cute as a button to adding a hint of sexiness to herself if that earlier little corner warm up was anything to go by. She had flustered the artist just a bit, he was smart enough to make sure not to mix business with pleasure too much. But it wasn't a crime to indulge either, after all this wasn't a proper match. It was a chance to teach and hopefully learn something new himself, he wondered what sort of tricks the cute idol might try and pull off here as she went into the lockup against the artist.

The first thing John thought of was that her hands were soft, real soft and dainty. That brief thought went through his head as Kotone's expression suddenly shifted to one of mischief, likely she felt the lull there as she actually got close up to John. As she suddenly managed to sneak in a low kick to both proverbially and literally off his feet, with Kotone deciding to follow downwards with the artist. John let out a loud grunt as he hit the mat, well that was embarrassing for his first little exchange with Koto-chan here today.

Kotone decided to follow in with some trash talk, asking if it was good enough there. Followed with the idol grinding her cute rump on John's smooth and muscled gut as she made to establish dominance atop the scribe, he gritted his teeth as Kotone did so. Kotone explained that she decided that she'd have a bad chance in the stand-up there against him, so she took him down and cut him to size so to speak. Not just that but her tone of voice and aura changed to go from the cute as a button idol to well......a domineering and sensual succubus, that made John draw in a deep breath as Kotone's skirt mushroomed on his body.

It was a wise idea, but it had one key flaw. John loved the ground game, he was comfortable on his back in terms of wrestling. In his group he was their grappling specialist, it was perhaps because of this that John had a smirk on his face after taking that breath in. It was indeed very, very tempting to just let Kotone stay there mounted atop him John was supposed to give her a lesson. And he would give her a go. To her credit the idol had settled herself nicely on his waist, so trying to cinch her into a full guard wasn't really gonna work.

But he could still use his hands, so there was that. He then said "Good thing I can go on the ground then......" John would yank his hands away from Kotone and wrap his left around the back of her head to try and bring it down a bit and closer to his toned chest (And totally not be distracted by the scent of her shampoo) from there he'd use his right arm to try and grab her left one and sharply buck his hips from side to side to try and unsteady her. He wasn't really doing a move out of this, but it was more to try and teach Kotone a few things about the ground and see how she'd react to some rolling around.......

After starting the match by literally coming on top of John, Kotone was feeling kinda cocky. Big mistake for a rookie. She was too focused on teasing the former champion with her hip-grinding, instead of having in her mind the possibility that he could turn the tables on her. Which was exactly the thing that he did."Well, champ, maybe you haven't noticed yet, but you already are down for the-" The little bluenette was quickly thrown off from her high horse as the Brit guy essentially hugged her head, bringing her face down to his toned pecs. She blushed at the sudden change of lead.

When Kotone's whole world began to spin around, she realized that it wasn't just because John used her sensual tactics back at her, but also because he literally started to roll around the canvas. She would try to interrupt this, but she just didn't had what it took to go against his strength. Eventually, they would stop, and end up with him on top of her ina rather... suggestive position. Her legs were spread as he kneeled in front of her skirt-covered crotch, his muscular arms also rested to the sides of her shoulders. And all of this because she felt like underestimating the former champion of the league in which she's just a rookie. "Good job there, stupid!" She snarked at herself as an afterthought.

It had to be noted the quickness in which the whole situation went from Kotone riding Carnaby to the complete opposite. The wannabe Idol was normally smarter than this, in fact, she was clever enough to let this sink in rather quickly. She had to be incredibly gullible to believe that she would be able to top anyone with her looks alone. Not only would that be unlikely, but she also failed to catch up in the obvious fact that she would be facing ruthless wrestlers that won't be as permissive as good ol' John had been with her 'til now. This might be just a sparring session, but Kotone would need to put some work in here if she wanted to make it out there.

"Ugh- Got me good there, teach" She claimed, face blushing, not only for their positions, but also because she was like this only because of her own fault. She needed to find a way to get him off, after all, she wasn't just speaking when she mentioned that she didn't thought that she could stand a chance against John in brawns alone. "Oh! What can a poor damsel do when a strong stallion has her at his mercy like this!" She said, in a rather hammy way. The girl was playing to his ego in a specially shameless way, but she didn't backed it up with words alone. She also used her spread legs to hug his waist, but not in a forceful way, more loving in fact. She also used her feet to rub his back in a seductive kinda way, doing the same with one of her hands in his handsome face.

She might be self conscious enough to understand that seduction wasn't an appropriate way of dominance in a match. But the day that seduction didn't worked in no man or women, that would be the day she would stop using it.

Now John was no stranger to wrangling his opponent to the mat when he was on his back, it was a slept on part of wrestling in spite of the fact you could win via pinning your opponent. He had countered pins by rolling into a submission hold among other things, here the artist was making sure the cheeky idol girl got a first class taste of that and a hint of how Mr Carnaby was a former title holder. He tried to mentally block out the sultry hip grinding that Kotone was performing prior, instead keeping focused on remaining professional. Truth be told the lad was more focused on just rocking the boat more than anything else, just to see how Kotone would cope with it. She had wanted to be thrown into the deep end after all, so you needed to know how to swim.

Still he hadn't expected Kotone to struggle the way she did, the idol had let John jockey around and before long the pair would find the positions completely reversed. John quietly grunted as he shifted around above Kotone, now in the advantageous position of sorts. He tried his best to remain focused, the artist was being as passive as possible here. After all he was mostly going to be responding to the idol and let her experiment with whatever she went with, as a former title holder John was more than happy to let her go around the block and then-some. Yet even with his trousers John could feel the ruffles of the idol's skirt dancing around them. The lad gulped quietly as he remained perfectly still.

Kotone commented on how John got her there, he smirked a little and decided to comment on it with "Its alright this is for learning" in a soft tone. The last thing John wanted was for someone he was teaching to blame themselves, everyone was starting somewhere on something. He was about to say that she should try to escape from this position when suddenly Kotone switched from her sorta in control succubus style to a damsel in distress, this made John have a look of surprise on his face with a blush. He was about to stammer out an apology but Kotone shifted her legs around his back to draw him in close, rubbing her boots along them in a soothing way. Followed by the idol girl moving one of her hands to caress his jaw in a placating fashion.

It was at this point that John was blushing profusely, now in a proper match with the roar of the crowd and his boss barking at him he'd have kept a cool head. But here John was finding himself be led astray by the idol girl's cute charms, at this close proximity he could inhale her scent too. His arms absentmindedly drifted down a bit as the lad stammered out with "H-Hey easy there....." John for the moment was now right off guard and putty in Kotone's hands, he figured he could ease up a bit there if she was wanting it..........

Yeah, not effective, right. The moment she started to play with him once again, John became a big puppy to Kotone's belly scratches. Maybe the reasons as to why some wrestler girls (and boys) go for the seduction route is because of how fun it is to see a normally good fighter turn into a puppet to their whims. If she were to be more sadistic, it would be amusing for the bluenette to see a former title holder like this, but she honestly thought that it was kind of adorable! "Huh. So you do that? Got'cha!" She said, after her question about how to get out of that pinch was answered easily enough.

After that, Koto-chan made it clear that she wouldn't be staying down by using the same move that John used on her a few seconds ago. Taking advantage of the gullible wrestler, the Idol began to roll around with him. She did so she would end up on top of him once again. His dominance was indeed very short lived! "Neat trick, now that I learned that one, let me try something of my own..." She said with a devilish grin in her face, she might play like she's a naive girl, but this girl is certainly more scheming than she pretends.

Hooking her feet to his ankles and using her arms to pin his male opponent's up, Kotone tried to submit John Carnaby to a Grapevine Pin. She tensed his extremities with her own, as if she were a medieval torture device, even if she didn't had the body strength to put the male through any real pain, so she would have to conform with keeping him down. That probably wouldn't be a problem, now that her generous bosom was hanging in front  of his face. "How's that, Teach?" She asked "innocently" while she waved her boobs like a pendulum.

John wasn't one to really lower his guard like this even in sparring, Lucy or Ryan would have wringed his neck out like a wet noodle if he did so. But considering he was grappling with this cute idol to help her learn the artist figured he could take it a bit more easier than usual, after all if she was checking him out he'd certainly like to make a good impression and felt he had done so given their seemingly natural chemistry. So it led to John being more lenient as he let himself be corralled by Kotone's cute little rubbings, he might have been a former title holder but even he could be flustered if a cute girl huddled up to him with enough eagerness. *She's soft!!!!* John mentally screamed.

Still though Kotone had proven herself to a wily little gal earlier given how she swept him out from under him at the start of this little tussle. Which tied to her being able to tussle around again with the artist, to John's surprise as his eyes widened in surprise as he had offered little resistance due to his flustered demeanour. He also gave a short yelp of surprise at this as suddenly the cute idol had John right where she wanted him. Taking his advice and using her hidden cunning and seduction to great effect as the artist was once again on his back.

Normally John was fine being on his back here, but Kotone locked in her legs with his and got hold of his arms. John knew full well what was happening here with this application of a grapevine, Kotone's application was........not bad. She was tensing herself well against John's chiselled frame, but she lacked the strength compared to the scribe. He could get himself out with enough effort he reasoned, that was until John's vision caught sight of Kotone's posture. "N-Not bad, naturally talented it seems......" John said with a wince, he was trying to play it cool. Even as Kotone's.....assets dangled down near his head, the cute idol dress actually did little to hide that fact it seemed.

Regardless John kept his mat game awareness, if Kotone wanted to take the reins and practise a hold like this well he'd let her. Mr Carnaby kept his eyes locked with hers and offered up some struggles with his legs, mostly to motivate her to do something here. He was confident he could move out of this with enough effort given how fresh he was, but he'd let the idol take control here for a bit so she could get her fill of practise with her cheeky ways added in.......

From the perspective of an outsider, one could say that Kotone was just taking advantage of poor John when she should be learning from him. But this would be hardly the case. Yes, not even the bluenette girl could hide the fact that she was having a good time teasing the crap out of the British wrestler, but she was also learning form him. And by learning, she meant not only about the ways to distract a male with the sexy. She actually meant that Carnaby was teaching her more than even he realised. From his way to act, to his facial expressions to all of her seduction. She was learning alright, after all, she might look naive and innocent, but Koto-chan was very much an intelligent and dangerous adversary.

So, with that in mind. She could tell that John could have gotten out of that pin easily, and she knew that there would be an opponent out there that would not be as easy to overcome. The bluenette broke the pin herself, standing up and offering her hand for the former champion to take. "Not bad for a rookie, huh?" She said, playfully as she helped him back to his feet. It might be seen like she was acting very cocky for a newbie, but this was just her regular self, on the contrary, she was beginning to open up to the British fighter. She liked how he wasn't a self-entitled show off that wouldn't shut up about "how hard it is out there" or some crap. Kotone was well aware that John would have her beat in record time if he wanted to, but he was actually a good trainer, letting her do her things and instructing her only when needed. It was also quite nice how he wasn't a pushover either, clearly he was flustered by her, but he wasn't trying to get in her pants by making her believe that she was better than she actually was.

In short, John Carnaby was a better teacher than she, and probably even he himself, had expected. She wanted to learn more from him, this session was just getting started. "So, boys can be honeytrapped, big surprise" She said sarcastically. "But what about other girls? I mean, girls or boys that aren't buying it?" She decided to take her trust to the veteran another step further by making an actual question, and this one was actually something that troubled her. "I'll let you know, I'm not above seducing both lads and lad-ettes, but I won't lie about not being... well... scared about finding a ruthless person who simply won't care and will simply have my ass handed to me" She asked, leaning against the ropes, actually looking concerned about biting more than she could chew in AFW.

"I didn't came here to become a rug, for everyone to stomp on once things go down..." It wasn't that Kotone had an inferiority complex, more than she was a realist, and knew that having a pretty face won't give her a Championship title just because. She truly wanted to earn the rights to become someone noteworthy in here. For the first time since she put that costume on, the insecure girl behind the smokes and mirrors started to show.

John was no stranger to being wrangled on the mat or being teased by a cute girl, but both at the same time could make even him get flustered with enough prodding. He knew this was just a spar so he didn't have to be too serious about this as he was to instruct and sandbag when necessary so that Kotone could know what she was doing worked, but at the same time take the reins from time to time so that the idol would have to use creativity in order to regain control of the situation.

Otherwise she'd have to cope with the ensuing struggle, not too much of course. But John knew that it could be a good way to learn, just get in there as it were and learn from it. John learned one thing, that Kotone was indeed really cute and sexy. Idols were a awesome looking bunch indeed, but the artist made sure to stay focused and keep working for her. After all if she hesitated John would break out of this grapevine and assert himself in one of his own possibly, he waited with bated breath and kept his eyes focused upwards and not on the idol's heavenly chest.

Instead Kotone decided to......stand up? That was surprising, she unlinked herself from the artist and stood atop him. At that moment he was just glad that skirt was big and fluffy there, she offered John a hand. To which he took with a smile at her playful little comment and he responded with "Yeah like I said your creative." she was likely appreciative of how the artist was handling it all. Yeah she was a cute idol who flustered him, but he made sure to not let it get to her head. Last thing you needed was to be overconfident, John saw people crash and burn cause of that.

The idol leaned on the ropes and spoke of how boys could be honeytrapped, to which John glanced aside. Kotone wasn't exactly wrong there, she went on to discuss those who wouldn't, or girls who didn't swing that way. She might have been surprised at the last bit, but in Tension that was a thing John reasoned. Hearing her question made the artist make eye contact with her, he knew what was happening and it was upon the seasoned guy to talk about this. "There's gonna be times where mindgames don't work, at that point you'll need to rely on skill yes." John said with professional folded arms and a nod of the head. It did work on him earlier, but then again he hadn't forgotten himself and Kotone knew this for sure he felt. The time to be serious was now.

At this point as the idol spoke John could see that she was a bit insecure, worried. That she could face a foe that would only defeat her, John had heard that the idol industry was quite cutthroat actually. Wrestling was also like that, perhaps even more so. The artist had it lucky, he had been scouted by one of the best wrestlers in Tension and had a straight shot at gold from it. John could tell that Kotone was needing aid. He'd walk towards her and lean on the ropes next to her with a smile.

"I know the feeling, that you can be crushed by your opponent. I get scared at times too, not just with wrestling. Like take bees, can't stand them." John said, putting a little of bit of humour to try and help put the idol at ease more. He then said "Its natural to feel anxious, but it's also good to get those concerns aired and sorted. Take it one match at a time and learn and success will come as you do, it might not be easy. I won't sugar-coat that for you, but I'll help you find your bearings there. That's why we're here right now right?" at this point John would move off towards the middle of the ring and say "Lemmie know when your ready grasshopper~" putting his hands up in a ready position.

Of course she was nervous, intimidated and probably even scared. Kotone was trying to make it in the world of wrestling when she never even had fought with another person before. To be suddenly dropped in the middle of the ring gave her a lot of mixed feelings; both a sentiment of fulfillment and a void in her stomach that felt like she was about to be crushed by the weight of the world. For someone that never tried to ,or had to, compete for anything in her life before then. She was simply lost, there was a reason why she believed that she needed tutoring even if her fighting abilities were far from bad.

She knew that she was a good athlete thanks to a life of swimming, running and gymnastics. She knew that her rivals would be regular humans like herself, some good and some bad, but hell, even she was willing to be unpleasant to win sometimes. She even knew that she didn't needed to win them all to be successful. And yet, her mind was flooded with self-doubt. Normally she did a decent job at reading people, but to read yourself is a totally different thing. If she just knew that her fears originated from her own mentality of not being fit for the things that she needed to be. Class after class of piano, of singing, of everything her family thought would be the makings of an adequate lady, and she never really felt like giving it her best in any of it, because it would never be over, she always needed to be better at another thing for them. And when she finally found something in which she wanted to put some effort and  shine, she was... scared.

Her trainer tried to boost her spirits with a small joke, it wasn't the best she has heard, but it managed to make her forget her insecurities enough to give him a sincere little smile. He was right, she might think that she didn't had what it takes to be a good wrestler (even if she knew deep down that she totally had it) but she would never find out if she clipped her own wings from the get go. "Whatever you say sensei" She said, throwing a little bit of snark to him calling her Grasshopper. It sure was better than her being blue like her hair.

Kotone got into position, and then she would go for John. Nope, she wouldn't try to go for a lock up with him this time either. She instead would try to hit him with a series of hits and kicks, her knowledge in martial arts made her hit just good enough, but it still was very evident that she would probably not make a very good stryker. "How about this? Be honest and tell me how am I doing? Don't pull any punches!" She said, referring to both her onslaught of strikes and about wanting to know how she was doing.

John himself was no stranger to anxiety, he could have it sometimes before matches began. He had it when he was doing his title match with Ryan to win the belts, had it when they had their first title defence and the night they lost the belts to WhiteGale. He resolved it by airing his concerns with his fellows, they shared each others burdens among other things. The artist could feel that with Kotone a bit here, he was actually quite glad that she did. He felt that he understood her better, John had done this to show that even though he was a former title holder he like her was still a person at the end of the day. And then you could move past it! You couldn't quit before the first punch had ever been thrown!

He'd added in a little bit of humour there to lighten the mood, proven by Kotone's little smile. He could tell from her sincere smile it worked at least, it was really sweet looking too actually. John hid his flustered vibes by getting himself ready to continue the coaching session, he could sit down and be more personal later probably, now he had to get into Sensei Mode. Chuckling inwardly at it a little, the artist could tell that the Idol was more at ease now they had their little discussion and excited to get back into it!

So speaking of Sensei the Idol was now intent on trying to make John catch these hands by going in with some striking! Kotone wasn't actually half bad here! She certainly didn't hit like a girl as John winced to himself as her fists and kicks smacked into him, John gave out a little "N-Not bad....." the artist wasn't the sort to get into slugging fests for the most part. Regardless John had contingency plans for when he did, the scribe would grit his teeth and get in close. Using his left arm to wrap around the idol's neck and his right to deliver a couple of stiff elbows to her solar plexus, time to see if Kotone could handle the air being taken out of her lungs!