Ronan Drake vs Cristina LaBrie

Hentai Match
Winning Condition: First to gain hentai fall wins.



Standing just behind the entrance curtains was a man who was both a veteran and a newcomer to the AfW, having joined many months ago but having done little more than train and spar to improve his skills. Tonight was in truth his first official match on the show Tension, one of the programs he had watched while borrowing the computers of others nearly a year ago, and he was visibly excited. Pacing back and forth he threw a flurry of phantom punches as he defeated the invisible enemies in his head, getting himself psyched up to face off with one of the many beautiful but oh so brutal women who made up the Tension locker room. His chest rippling with toned muscles was bare to the world as sweat rolled down his body, wearing a blue jacket around his shoulders which fluttered behind him like a cape as he continued his warm up. Over his arms, chest, and even face he had battle paint on in the form of tribal tattoos, though his right arm was truly tattooed and wouldn't come off during the match. His pants were baggy and he wore no belt, underneath he had on silk boxers which someone had told him were required in matches for some reason.

"Left, left, right, duck, undercut...." His voice rang out through the otherwise empty entrance way as he finished his routine, just in time for his music to begin to play for the first time ever. The young man cracked a smile as the crowd reacted in mostly surprise with a few cheers here and there, the song was an odd choice being a rap from a video game about a manga, but it sounded too awesome for him not to use it. He chose to walk out of the entrance at a walk, throwing a few more punches and even mixing in some high spinning kicks to get the crowd really cheering for him. While in reality only about a fourth of the crowd was cheering him on he just imagined it was everybody, as when the hero appeared everyone always cheered. "Thats right everybody I have arrived, the main character of this story is here to begin the next arc, titled the rise of the ronan!"

Only those closest to the ring could hear him, but this time he got a better response as they cheered him to the ring. Jumping up onto the ring curtain he slid himself through the ropes and ran over to the opposite ropes, climbing onto them to punch his fist high into the air for one last crowd pump up moment. He hopped down and looked towards the other entrance waiting for his opponent, feeling more than ready to begin his reign.

Spoiler:

"A hentai match...against a man.." Cristina would say to herself as she was backstage, getting herself ready for the match that was to come. She was standing in front of the mirror, finishing putting on her usual attire for her matches. This would only be her second match in the league against a male wrestler and it was a hentai match. Getting to that point was never in her goal in matches, and she knew that this match's main focus would be getting the guy to cum, something she wasn't all too thrilled about, but she figured she could handle it. She could still give him a good beating to get herself in the mood.

Making her way through the hallways, she would come to the curtain area, grinning and nodding to one of the crew as she got into position for her entrance. The lights would turn a pitch black as Sweet Sacrifice by Evanescence began to play. Once the drums kicked in, a blaze of white lights would slowly descend to the entrance. As the intro ended, Cristina would be slowly risen up from a trap door underneath the entrance as smoke filled the stage area. The lights would begin to go wild with the music, spinning and moving wildly through the audience as a golden pyro would rain from the ceiling. She would grin widely, making her way down the ramp to a cheering audience as she eyed her opponent for the night.

The man had quite the physique, and seemed like he was no slouch. That caused the grin to remain on Cristina's face as she would make her way up the steps, going through the ropes and standing in the ring opposite of him. "Hi there! My name's Cristina! I..haven't really done anything like this before soo..don't be too rough with me ok?" Cristina would say, putting on her cutesy act as she clasped her hands in front of her, blushing intentionally, looking shy and innocent.

Ronan was a little surprised by the sudden loss of lights, standing there blinking for a few moments in confusion until he heard the song begin to play. His opponent was certainly not lacking in confidence with an entrance like that, he would have to talk to the general manger about making his entrance bigger somehow. Looking around at the crowd which had literally exploded at the sight of this woman he got the feeling she was more popular than him, not unimaginable as the sexiest women in manga often out shined the main character when it came to popularity polls, but it was slightly annoying all the same.

His eyes fell upon her once she got to the steps, his brain agreeing with his eyes that she was indeed quite the sexy example of a perfect woman, and they didn't leave her as he walked over to the ropes and pulled them apart to help her slide inside the ring. Ronan continued to watch the woman as she moved across the ring, partly to make sure she didn't try anything underhanded just yet, but mostly just because she was drop dead gorgeous. The blond woman introduced herself and gave him the innocent cute girl routine, it wasn't that he didn't believe her, he just had the nagging suspicion that every woman in the AFW was secretly a cum extracting master.

"Nice entrance. So Cristina you say, thats a good easy to remember name, you must be meant to be a major character, I can tell these things. And sorry in advance, I kinda have this issue with holding back, my body is physically unable to take it easy on someone."

"A..major character?...I don't.." Cristina would say to his words, scratching her head a bit in confusion. Just from that she thought he might be a bit of an odd one. She tried to make sense of that phrase, thinking maybe he just meant that she would become a main eventer soon, something she always figured herself. Finally, she would just give up on trying to analyze what he said, shrugging her shoulders. She's met weirder people on the road, people who were crazed fans.

Though what he said next frustrated her a little. He was hoping her act would work perfectly, but it seemed he wasn't going to go easy on her like she had asked him to. "You aren't quite the gentlemanly type are you? Not only did you ignore my request, but you also haven't even given me your name after I just gave you mine." Cristina would say, tapping her foot a bit, inside quite frustrated, but she figured she would just drop the act, there was really no use for it now.

"Whatever, looks like I'll just have to teach you a lesson. If you're going to be rough, then I will right back. I'm not too...excited to have to make you cum. Usually if I get aroused enough, I like it to be the other way around. But I can just do that after I win." She would say, shrugging her shoulders again as she would get her hands up. "I hope you're ready to get your ass kicked."

Ronan was quite used to the confusion he instilled in others when he spoke, he had tried to explain things the first few times but now he just let it slide, some people were always just ahead of their time and he supposed he was one of them. Listening to Cristina go on he realized two things, one that he had forgotten to give her his name, something he did quite often as he usually expected people to just recognize him despite having never been in any big matches, he was the main character after all. The second thing was that the cute and innocent Cristina had quickly vanished to be replaced by a still just as sexy Cristina but one a lot less innocent.

"Oh sorry about the name thing, I figured you would know who I was, Ronan Drake, at your service." Ronan replied in answer to her earlier question, but was cut off as she went ona short rant about being rough with him. The idea of that drew a smile from the man, he enjoyed a good fight and seeing how sexy Cristina was he knew she had to be quite the fighter, in the AFW there seemed to be a pattern to Ronan, the sexier a woman was the better wrestler she was, and so far this rule had served him well. He did raise an eyebrow as she mentioned liking to be made to cum, something he could help her with for sure.

"You like it rough I take it Cristina, turns you on I bet, quite the hot trait if you ask me. And you don't have to worry about making me cum, no no that honor is going to be all yours Cristina and if you'd like I can help you repeat your performance after the match as well." Ronan said as he clenched his fists a few times, the knuckles cracking every time just by from the act of closing his hand quickly. Taking his hands he brought them up in front of his face, forming a rectangle with them as if he were taking a picture of her, which he was, it was just a mental one. "You know that look right there would make a perfect cover image for this match, could use the shirt a bit more open and some cum on your face but not bad."

Just then the bell rang out signaling the start of the match, chants of Cristina filling the arena telling both wrestlers just who the favorite was and clearly as they could, and somehow Ronan still took it to be him. He wasted zero time as she dashed across the ring at a full sprint, dropping down low to the mat at the last second with a leg sweep meant to drop her onto her back.

"...Why in the hell would I know who you were? Last time I checked this was your first match here.." Cristina would say, crossing her arms and staring at him with a raised eyebrow, confused at his actions and words. He definitely seemed like an odd one to her and she wasn't quite sure what was going on in his head. Revealing to him her preference, she would let out a little sigh as the very slight change in his expression made her see that he seemed pleased with what she said.

"Like it rough?...mm..I guess you could say that. Though my rough im sure is entirely different from your rough. You won't enjoy it..unless you're a masochist of course..which is fine by me, will just make this that much easier for me." Cristina would say, shrugging a bit as she did before he would go on. "You'll make me cum on my terms and my terms only. When I'm in the mood fully, I'll decide how you do it. Unfortunately for you, you'll have to wait until I beat you first in this type of match." She would say, quite sure of herself before she would see him forming a rectangle with his fingers in a picture fram like shape. "...Listen. I'm used to my fans fantasizing about me, but I'd rather you keep that to yourself. That doesn't turn me on you talking like that one bit." She would say do his quite perverse words.

Asthe bell would finally ring though, Cristina would get her hands up, basking in the chants her fans were giving her before suddenly Ronan would dash right towards her. She would let out a little surprised yell as he dropped to the mat and hit her with a leg sweep, causing her to fall onto her back. She would groan a little, vulnerable for a couple seconds before she would try to quickly roll away.

Ronan could see now that Cristina was quite the talker as she even went on to tell him she would let him make her cum but only after she had beat him, so it seemed even if he lost he would get a consolation prize, though he still intended to win and would just have to see how open she would be to making him cum after things were settled in the ring. He laughed when she told him to keep his thoughts to himself, shrugging his shoulders while throwing his hands up saying "Sorry, I have trouble keeping things to myself, though I'll try hows that?" Tapping his finger against his chin a thought came to his head on how to make things even more interesting, though it would have to wait for a moment as the bell rang and Ronan dashed right out of the starting gate.

His leg sweep worked to perfection as it sent Cristina falling back onto the mat, giving him a few seconds to swing his leg back around while rising back up just enough for him to drop down with a leg drop this time. As she rolled away he tried to stretch his leg towards her as much as he could, looking to connect his foot with either her front or back if he could. Either way Ronan would roll backward and onto his feet in a crouching stance, rising back to his feet in the next second to observe what his opponent was doing and to throw her his idea.

"Say I had a thought, since you're gonna win after all what do you say to a bet? When you win and make me cum I have to do the same for you however you want, though the same goes for me in reverse if I can somehow perform a miracle."

"Hmph, do more than try, or I'll just kick your ass and not even give you the chance to pleasure me afterwards." Cristina would say in response to his words. His speed and the fact that he hit that leg sweep almost immediately after the bell rang still took her by surprise though as she fell onto her back. When she heard of Tension, all she heard of was how easy the male competition was, so this was certainly not something that she was expecting out of her male opponent. Nonetheless, she still had it in her mind she could beat him.

As she rolled away, she would be on her front as Ronan jumped into the air. Before she could get enough distance, she would feel his legs come crashing down on her back, causing her to groan out in pain before she would slowly push herself up to her hands and knees, gritting her teeth in frustration. She couldn't keep letting him do this, she had to retaliate as quickly as possible.

Hearing his words though, she would click her tongue, getting to her feet. "You think I really need your approval to make you pleasure me after the match? Please....but fine, I'll humor you. Done deal." Cristina would say, shrugging her shoulders as she would prep herself for his next attack.

Ronan was a rather complicated person, on one hand he was rather enjoying being able to get his blood pumping in a good fight, but on the other he would much rather be showing Cristine here his moves in the bedroom than the ring. Oh well he thought to himself as he really couldn't do anything else here but go for the win, at least when he won he could look forward to Cristine showing him a good time. Crouching down low to the mat his knees were almost by his chin as he looked upon Cristine, as she began to push her way back onto her feet Ronan did the same, his eyes staying level with her head as he rose in sync with her, even staying slightly crouched when she reached her full height.

"Now that would be a cruel end to the chapter don't ya think? Not even rewarding the brave warrior for his efforts, tch tch." Ronan shook his head a couple times to further illustrate his point such as it was, though he stopped in mid motion when he heard her say the word he had most wanted to hear, it seemed they had a deal. Turning his head back to face her his smile somehow managed to widen, Ronan quite pleased to hear that either way this chapter was going to end in a similar fashion, and what a sexy end it would be. No time to think about the last couple of pages now though, theres was plenty of action left between then and now he knew.

"Are the other guys in this league really so weak that you think that little of all of us? It seems my story will have to be one of redemption for the entire male race, so sad." That said Ronan took off towards Cristine once again, closing the distance in just a couple steps as they weren't that far apart and leaping high up into the air for a spinning kick towards her head. Ronan had jumped too high however and it would be pass right over her head unless she jumped up into it, but whether this was all part of the plan or dumb luck Ronan would land with his feet on the second rope. Using it as a spring board he performed another spinning kick but this time he actually aimed for the side of her head.

"Brave warrior? I see no brave warrior here" Cristina would say, grinning and showing her teeth as she did, having a little fun picking at Ronan's silly words. As she made that deal though, she could see his smile widening, casing her to let out a little sigh. She was beginning to think that this was a match that she wanted over with as quickly as possible. Ronan was quite a different person and Cristina found him to be a little too out there for her tastes. Nonetheless, she wasn't going to let that stop her from enjoying herself.

"Mmmn...Do I think little of all of you?..No not really. The last guy I fought was pretty cute, though he couldn't hold his liquor quite as well as I could" Cristina would say, shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head before she would see Ronan charging towards her. She would see him leap up for that spinning kick and would quickly duck it, though not realizing he intentionally missed until it was too late. When he landed on the middle rope and springboarded off, Cristina would be hit in the side of her head with the kick, causing her to let out a yelp and fall to her side, rubbing the area of impact, shaking her head a bit, trying to shake off where she was hit.