Semi-Ero Title Match: Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Tiffany Laurence

Standard Winnign Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or Knockout
Hentai moves are allowed and encouraged but an orgasm cannot claim a victory.

Akashi had spent the last few minutes before the match getting oiled up and rubbed down by her trainer. Not something she usually did but this was not a usual match. Tonight's match was her second title defense but unlike the other matches she had fought, this one would have a steamy twist. Even in her last match, a tough match Vs. Angel, the two of them ended up topless and rolling around. It was a hot and competitive match but they never really crossed the line into hentai territory. This match, against Tiffany Laurence, allowed hentai tactics to be employed even though it was not a hentai match. To win, she'd still have to pin, knockout or make Tiffany submit. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. Even though she loved hentai matches, she felt that the Friction title shouldn't be sullied with such things. But both herself and Tiffany were proficient with standard and erotic wrestling and adding a little twist seemed a little exciting, Akashi had to admit.

She also hadn't heard much about her opponent. She'd never fought her but heard her name. From what she could tell, she was one of the better hentai wrestlers out there and apparently just as good between the ropes as she was between the sheets. Akashi's heart pounded with excitement at the thought of battling this beauty.

Akashi made her way to the back of the entrance ramp and clenched her fists tightly. The crowd was roaring and the lights hadn't even dimmed. Akashi found herself panting with anticipation as it suddenly grew dark in front of her, the crowd roaring even louder than before. [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2mHjyuS-gA:236r3j0g]Her Music[/url:236r3j0g] to play and Akashi inhaled deeply before pushing through the curtain and busting out from behind the entrance ramp. She ran down the ramp with a bright grin. Today she decided to wear a bikini top instead of a sports bra. Because it was a Title Bout and not a normal match, she thought that Tiffany should still have to work a LITTLE if she wanted to get at her breasts and the sports bra she usually war was very difficult to remove. Still, it did not stop her massive chest from heaving to and fro as she ran and dove into the ring.

She was wearing her mawashi sash and nothing else. While she didn't mind giving Tiffany reasonable access to her chest, if she wanted something more intimate, she'd still have to wade through the long silken sash. She then pantomimed her sumo ring ceremony as best as she was able to, stomping her feet, clapping, pantomiming salt throwing and bowing to every side of the ring. She then bounced on the balls of her heels and backed up into her corner, resting against it as she looked towards the entrance ramp and awaited her opponent.

Tiffany had spent the last half hour before the match alone, stretching and warming up for the upcoming match. She had to admit, she didn't know much about the champion Akashi, only what AFW sites and magazines had to say about her. But, Akashi was supposedly skilled in both normal and erotic wrestling, having prevailed in both match types in multiple occasions. Even without the prize of the AFW's title, the thought of fighting someone of Akashi's reputation and skill made her blood rush in excitement.

When "Cowgirl" by Bambee hit, Tiffany rushed onto the entrance ramp as the crowd started cheering again. Clad in a revealing white bikini top along with leather chaps covering a matching pair of spandex short shorts, she also wore her usual white cowboy hat. Tipping the hat to the fans, she ran down to the ring, sliding under the ropes to enter it. Arching her back provocatively, Tiffany put her bust on display for a moment as her breasts seemed to nearly burst out of the top she was wearing. Getting to her feet, she let out a whoop of excitement, tossing her hat into the crowd before she removed chaps she was wearing, revealing the spandex beneath. Normally The Texan would've had denim shorts or even jeans as her bottom, but tonight she choose her attire almost as a challenge to Akashi, a dare for the Japanese woman bring all of her skills in fighting or erotic wrestling to bear.

After waving to the crowd for a few moments, Tiffany came to the center of the ring, eyes on Akashi. Although she wore a friendly smile, she had a challenging look.
"Sumo?" she raised an eyebrow after seeing Akashi's attire. "Never been in the ring with one before. But, I have to say, darlin' you're better looking than any sumo wrestler I've seen."

Akashi had to grin as she saw Tiffany's entrance. If nothing else, the girl was certainly enthusiastic. But there was much more than that. She was definitely hot and looked like she knew what she was doing. This was definitely going to be fun and Akashi's heart raced at the thought of the challenge to come.

When Tiffany addressed her, Akashi puffed out her chest proudly. She liked the way the girl talked. It was warm and inviting. Akashi stepped tot he center of the ring. and bowed deeply. But she knew the western custom and also took out her hand fro Tiffany to shake. "Well then, you're in for a surprise!" She exclaimed. "But even if you had been int he ring with a sumo, I'd say the same. But... I fight just as hard or harder in the bedroom as I do int he ring so don't think you have an edge. I don't plan on losing this title just yet so I'm not holding back. But... I'm looking forward to having a good match. I fought a cowgirl once but you don't seem anything like that baka. Which is definitely good."

Akashi would shake Tiffany's hand if taken with a firm grim and then moved back to her corner and wait for the bell to ring. She was eager to get things started and she crouched low to the ground. Her knees were bent and her knuckles touched the ground and she eyed Tiffany intently.

When the bell sounded, Akashi shot out of the corner and charged towards Tiffany, shouting a loud opening kiai shout that seemed like a roar and attempted to throw a powerful open handed sumo slap at Tiffany's chest.

Tiffany gave a brief nod as Akashi bowed. She knew enough of Japanese culture to understand the tradition, but was definitely more comfortable with a handshake, which she gave when she took Akashi's hand.
"Nice grip, Akashi." she said. "And if you're not doing at least a little fighting in the bedroom, you're not doing it right."
She gave a brief wink as she let go of Akashi's hand. Tiffany was curious to who the other cowgirl could be, but before she could ask the ref called for the two of them to return to their corners. The cowgirl eyed the sumo as she crouched down.
When the bell rang, Tiffany came out of the corner in a slow walk, thinking to approach with caution. However the champion had other plans, rushing headlong at the Texan. As she came in, Tiffany planted herself and kicked out with her right foot in a big boot style kick aimed at Akashi's face, hoping that the champion had too much momentum to stop herself.

Akashi grinned as she saw Tiffany pull up fro the kick. It was no secret how Akashi started her matches. All of them. Her pride as a Rikishi would not let her start a match any other way. Be that as it may, hardly any of her opponents seemed to figure out the proper way to deal with it. Tiffany's kick was a decent attempt. She was certainly right about the momentum. Akashi was charging at Tiffany like a bull and couldn't avoid the kick by dodging it.

But Akashi wasn't helpless against the kick either. She'd prepared a sumo slap to go along with her charge and as the kick came up, Akashi had her target chosen by Tiffany's attack. Instead of slapping Tiffany's chest, she would try and bat away the kick and simply plow into Tiffany with her her weight, speed and momentum. It wasn't as pretty as a sumo slap and certainly not what Akashi would have liked, but if it hit, it would certainly do the job she intended.

The Japanese woman's ploy worked beautifully. Her slapping block knocked Tiffany off balance and when the sumo crashed into her, the American went down, landing flat on her back. The Texan's opinion of the champ went up another notch. Akashi wasn't only strong but able to think quick on her feet. She couldn't think of the last time she had been put on her back so quickly. The crowd cheered for Akashi, getting behind her as she scored the first knockdown.
Shaking her head ruefully, Tiffany would try to get back to her feet if Akashi didn't follow up with anything else.

Akashi went to flop on top of Tiffany and pin her down with her on top of her. She hoped to get a feel for the girl's body and push herself on top of Tiffany. Pushing her breasts up on Tiffany's and blushing with delight. "Gah." She said. She was in a tough spot. She had to keep up the pressure on Tiffany but she wanted to ravage the girl as well. "Might as well break the ice.." She muttered as she looked down at Tiffany and went in for a deep passionate kiss, testing out the Yankee's passion for the fight.

Tiffany was surprised by Akashi's lips suddenly descending on hers, but recovered quickly. She pressed her lips against the Japanese woman's, kissing back with an intensity that bordered on challenging.
*Well, that was a nice way for her to introduce herself* the cowgirl thought before sending her tongue to wrestler and press against the champion's.
She could feel her nipples, always on the sensitive side, starting to harden as Akashi's breasts rubbed against her own well endowed pair. The Texan however, was not about to simply be pinned down like a helpless schoolgirl in her first make out session. The blond struggled, one of her arms going around Akashi's waist her other hand buried itself in her foe's black hair, resting against the back of her head, as she tried to roll them over, trying to take the top position.

Akashi let out a grunting moan as Tiffany fought back. She was glad that the cowgirl wasn't just going to sit there and take it. The crowd seemed pleased too and as Akashi writhed against Tiffany and fought hard with her tongue.

Akashi could feel Tiffany pushing her hand down Akashi's body and wrapping against her waist. Her long ringleted locks were grabbed and she grunted as Tiffany tried to gain the top spot.

Akashi tried to spread her legs and throw on around Tiffany as they rolled onto their sides. Tiffany could take the top spot, but Akashi would punish her for the maneuver by trying to squeeze her with with a leg scissor.

The cowgirl knew that Akashi's strong legs could eventually wear her down, but thinking quickly, Tiffany came up with a plan of sorts.
Rising to her knees, she used her arms to pull Akashi up with her, still locked in their kiss and intimate body scissors. Then she would try to get into a standing position, carrying the Japanese woman. If she gets to her feet, she would break the kiss with an audible gasp and then fall forward, slamming Akashi to the mat with a powerbomb of sorts, with Tiffany laying on top of the AFW champion.