Let's Play Vs King and Twilight of the AFW Host Club

Noomi kept the pair of them locked at the lips as she worked, hooking her ankles to cinch in her scissor hold around his waist. Her smooth thighs tightened displaying far more strength within them than one might have assumed. The constricting of her hold ramped up exponentially. She giggled, muted between their mouths as her tongue coiled over his, claiming his mouth for her own as she robbed him of breath while she squeezed him. All the while she kept her hands and his interlocked, pinned to the mat and offering no sign of stopping.

On the apron Valentina had looked away from Noomi’s impromptu makeout session, instead choosing to focus on Vincent. It was possible the blond man would already be done soon, an embarrassing opening gambit that would see his debut squashed right before his eyes. The Latina knew her partner had that one well in her mind, it was the long-haired man she needed to watch for. If he made a move to enter t ring to attempt to break up the submission hold, she would be there to stop him.

Vincent couldn't help but feel disappointed at his little brother's debut. The ring was no place to let little things like crushes get in the way. The long haired rouge smiled as he spotted Val eyeing him with cold savage glare daring him to try and jump in.
The Host smiled as blew her a little kiss.

As the hold escalated any attempt to pull away or thrash was held in check as the cheeky idol continued her ceaseless kiss, like slowly falling into quicksand Casper felt the panic set in underneath the waves of pleasure seeping his strength. The king moaned in protest glancing back at his partner's corner.
No I need to do this on my own.
Casper rallied himself as he proceeded to do something rather unsportsmanlike.

And promptly bite down on Noomi's tongue as hard has he could refusing to let go until she relented.
"S..stop it..this..isn't..that kind of match!" Between heavy gasps for air face still flushed scarlet, the taste of her lips dancing against his own.

If she released the hold in any way Casper would make a desperate crawl towards Vincent's corner. Not to tag in but simply to catch his breath.

Noomi was content to stay like this, smothering this handsome young man with kisses and making him hers for the night. The idea of thousands watching the display of affect hadn’t ever bothered her and she didn't feel beholden to those in the arena to out on more of a match than this knowing full well the crowds were fine to observe the spectacle of it. Her thighs continued to close in like the grips of a vice and her tongue danced in his mouth.

Her eyes shot wide at the intense pain of having her tough held hostage, letting out a muffled shriek of surprise that caught not only Noomi but onlookers off guard. There was no need to negotiate Casper’s release, she immediately surrendered her holds to shove him away from her, thrusting out a firm kick blindly in his direction once they were separated for good measure. Her eyes were watering as she screamed. “Y-you bit my tongue! What the hell, you freaking jerkbag!”

Valentina raised a brow, having to take a moment to compose herself lest she laugh at her tag partner’s expense. This was a first, for Noomi certainly, but the Latina hadn’t ever heard of a wrestler biting another’s tongue. Scalps, fingers, arms, sure, but a tongue?

The streaming star was far less amused, red-faced with embarrassment and rage as she shoved herself to her feet. Whatever intentions she might have had for the blond earlier by sending him off with a sweet release were gone. She wanted to destroy him. Trudging after Casper Noomi flicked back a few strands of hair in her face in annoyance, clenching her fists as she neared. Her last few strides to catch up to him were longer, jumping off the canvas to land just behind him, her boot coming down hard at the back of his knee with a stomp. “Who do you think you are huh?! You can't just go around biting women!”

It was hardly Casper's first choice when it came to escape but desperate times called for desperate methods. Besides if he lost this early into the match he'd likely never hear the end of it.

"Y-yeah sorry about that. You know I hear  some people are into that maybe it'll be a new experien- Gahhhh!!!!"

A howl of pain ripped from casper's lips as his escape was cut short, her boot landed harshly across the back of his knee. His outreached hand stiff several feet away from his partner who seem to be enjoying the spectacle. "Big bro a little help please."

Vincent stifled a giggle watching the outburst with relish. "Oh? But you're doing so well. Get on your feet then tag me in and stop relying on others. You say you're a king, stop rolling over for a princess and fight." He tutted harshly pulling his hand away. Hoping that he was being too hard on the young lad.

Any worthwhile lessons were quickly push to the back of his mind as Casper glanced back at Noomi, fuming face full of fire and fury at having her tongue unwillingly pierced. "Not bad for my first kiss, it's best if we got time apart." The young man shot back desperately a kicking at her knees trying to create some distance.

If able Casper would attempt to roll on to his feet if not he was in for a world of hurt at the hands of a vengeful Noomi.

Noomi wasn't one normally for going on a warpath but had been known to rage on stream at particular games. This wasn't too much different but rather than smashed controllers she had set her sights on dismantling Casper instead. She reached out, about to grab for him when he fired a kick back that took a leg out from under her. With a shriek she fell forward, bouncing off his back before rolling herself to the side. She threw her arm up, a few blind swipes at the air trying to find a rope, and managed to get hold of the second one in time to drag herself up in time with Casper’s rise.

She charged at him again, though this time notably hobbled, moving with a pronounced limp from the kick she had just received. A tiny terminator with pigtails. She didn't have a plan, just moved towards Casper and attempted to throw her weight against him to knock him into the turnbuckles. It didn't matter to her that it was her opponent's side of the ring or Vincent was right there beside them, she wanted to tear Casper apart. “You stupid, ungrateful little soy boy! OMG, I am going to make you eat that hat of yours!”

Feeling a surge of triumph as the kick connected his pigtailed pursuer flinging herself to the side. Creating just enough distance to recover.

With a quick roll the small blonde popped back on his feet. His breath still labored as he tried to find his equilibrium. "Oh thank goodness for that. That could have been the end of me." He gasped, wanting to laugh in relief before Noomi charged with bloodlust in her eyes. Oh god!

"Hmmm I wouldn't be so sure about that."

Casper attempted to dip low sliding out of the ring at the last moment having the pig tailed princess's forward momentum would have her collide right into the turnbuckle.

"You're doing great sweetheart. Remember to pace yourself.~" Vincent hummed playfully ruffling noomi's hair, watching Casper slide back into the ring looking to take advantage as he made for a sprint towards the ropes looking to bounce off them and land a flying drop kick towards the infuriated streamer!

Noomi came crashing into the turnbuckles and nearly threw herself through the ropes after Casper in her rage. She instead leaned out between the ropes attempting to grab hold of him while he fled but came nowhere close to even touching him as he scurried off. She glanced back to Vincent as he gave her hair a tussle, looking back to him sourly until his words registered and her gaze softened. “Aw, thank you. You know, your partner is a real piece of-”

A sharp whistle from across the ring as a hawkeyed Valentina hadn't lost track of Casper as he slipped back into the ring. Noomi looked back to her partner, who in turn gestured to Casper right as he took to the sky. A confused Noomi went wide-eyed, diving out of the way of Casper to leave him soaring through open air or maybe even hitting his own partner with her gone. The streamer took her dive hard on the shoulder, tumbling a small way before lifting her head to see what happened.

"Of work yes he's an idiot." The long haired rouge chirped.

Speed and high flying had been his strong suit given Casper's size. Unfortunately no amount of practice can save you when you're already airborne barreling towards the corner exactly where your opponent used to be. Caper groaned in anguish as his body collided with the turnbuckle his legs tangling themselves against the post.
"Oh god Why me?" He whined dangling from the corner post. His tag partner thankfully having the presence of mind to shift out of the way.


"Okay enough is enough tag out." Vincent slapped his little brother's back shaking his head in amusement. Before turning his attention to Noomi. "Sorry princess mind if I cut in?" Raising his arms in defensive stance.

Noomi grumbled as she pushed herself up, rolling the shoulder she had landed on to work out the kinks. She stared white-hot daggers at Casper but it gave way to smug satisfaction to see him tangled in the ropes. She saw Vincent make the tag but kept her distance as she rose. She felt significantly more cautious now after Casper’s little stunt. Her usual plan of abusing her womanly wiles to have an easier fight didn't seem to be on the table anymore. Despite all of that though, she didn't move to tag in Valentina.

“Because you are a jackass.” Noomi hissed at Casper before turning her attention back to Vincent, eyeing his stance up and down. She wasn't a fighter by trade, much of her knowledge came from consuming reaction content online or playing fighting games for a living. If his stance was any indication of a style, she certainly didn't know it.

“I don't mind at all, you’re more handsome anyway.” She gave a curt little harumph, hoping Casper heard her and was offended by it. She brought her hands up defensively as well, slowly inching closer. She was out of her element in a straight fight but had adrenaline pumping still after her impromptu chase. Without warning she surged forward with reckless abandon, dashing towards Vincent. As she neared, the streamer leaped up off the canvas, throwing herself sideways to try and collide against him with a flying crossbody splash.

The young man let out a sigh of relief grateful for a moment of respite. Wincing at Noomi's tantrum Casper grit his teeth before softening slightly noting the taste of her lips still dancing across his own, he certainly enjoyed that kiss despite the ache in his body. "I was just trying to breathe- aghh whatever!" He huffed turning away from the pair of them. Whatever it was his problem now. Turning his attention to keeping an eye on her partner.

The long haired host would bring one of his fingers to his mouth in a shush gesture as he winked at the disgruntled streamer. "Aren't you a flatterer? It can get you so many things sweetheart."

Watching her step closer the more experienced host simply watched and waited. From what he had seen she seemed to be fairly flexible athletic sort of girl. His lips curved at the thought of his next move. His baby blue eyes flick upwards as Noomi broke into dead sprint flinging herself towards him. How reckless.

Vincent attempted to step backward letting the poor girl kiss the mat with a sickening thud. If successful he'd kneel down laying across the silver haired princess's back sliding his legs across her left while wrapping his arm around her neck in an STF.

If not he'd fall victim to the ground game that had stolen victory from so many others.
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