Amelia Momo vs. Layton Gunner

Match Type: Bed Match
Best 2/3 Falls via Smother

Amelia was excited for her first match. And not just because of the fact that it was just that, her first match. But mostly because of what kind of match it was. It just seemed so much more exhilarating than a normal match would be. Sitting in the back in the locker room, jut after finishing changing into her blue bikini, she smiled at herself in the mirror. She looked good. Really good. She knew that this outfit wasn't really needed for the match type, but still, it felt more comfortable, and she figured it might offer her a good advantage. Especially since her opponent was a man. She had read up on him before the match, as she had gotten some good advice to do so. She giggled to herself a bit, knowing just how much fun this was going to be. What kind of man could resist a girl dressed like this? "Not many!" she said aloud, answering her own question.

Once sh was completely done getting ready, Amelia would close her locker and make her way down to the area backstage, waiting patiently. Part of her was a little relieved that she didn't have to wrestle in a ring for her first match. A bed seemed so much simpler. Not much moving required to chase your opponent or anything like that. Plus, if she had to deal with a hard hit, at least she had something soft, and comfy to fall back on. Better than a hard mat... Once her music came on, Amelia put on her best smile and walked out, waving to he crowd her offered her quite a few cheers. She knew that a lot of them were because of her outfit. It was hard for the men in the crowd, and maybe even some women, to ignore how much of a view they got of her smooth skin and perky chest. Sh didn't really care what they saw though, it was exciting!

As she made her way down, she saw that there was a nice big bed set up in place of where the ring should be. It looked so soft, covered in it's red silky sheets, and a few fluffy looking pillows as well. Amelia smiled once she arrived at it, crawling slowly onto it's soft surface. She was right, it was soft, and comfortable. She really just wanted to lay down, and pull the silky sheets over her and get comfortable. Hell, maybe even her opponent would want to join her, and thay could give the crowd a real show. Amelia giggled at the thought. That would have to wait. Once she beat him, she might just do whatever she wanted with him. Bouncing up and down on her knees in the middle of the bed, Amelia looked up the ramp, waiting for her opponent to arrive. She couldn't wait to see what he looked like.

Layton let out a small sigh as he just stared at Jonny who at the moment was laughing his head off. "Go on Layton. Its your match. Try not to have too much fun." The dark haired male teased only to make Layton's cheeks turn a light pink. "You always do this. I think you just do this to torture me. Your an ass." The light haired male growled. Why did he keep getting put in these kind of situations. It wasn't good at all. A bed match which would definitely take out his high flying strength and worse it was a smother match so that didn't bode well for him either. Lightly covering his face he slowly pushed himself to his feet as he stood behind the curtain. There was no doubt he was nervous not just for the type of the match but for the way to win the match as well. It was then Jonny proceeded to push him out from behind the curtain his laughter being heard pretty quickly after Layton emerged.

The long haired male was currently wearing something he felt comfortable in. More clothing was definately better for him at least althoguh by the look of his pink haired opponent that didn't seem to be a problem since.....she was wearing a damn bikini he was blushing before he even got close. This wasn't a good start was it. He hesitantly made his way down the ramp glancing back over his shoulder towards the curtain. Fuck Okay all he could do was try his best right? his eyes flicked back towards the ring as he got to the bottom of the ramp he was currently wearing some comfortable trousers it was the best thing and it wouldn't restrict him too much and a t-shirt.

Well his opponent seemed to be looking confident maybe even more confident due to how....nervous he seemed to look. He almost tried to look a little more confident and ended up with a slightly nervous smile painted across his face. as he slipped into the ring to sit on the end of the bed slipping his boots off and laying them at the foot of the bed before he slipped back on it. He had heard this was her debut match. What was her name again.....Amelia right? His eyes remained on her for a moment before he relised he was staring that caused his light blue orbs to slide away from her. "H-Hello, I'm Layton its nice to meet you...." he commented although how long that would last he wasn't too sure.

Amelia was getting really excited to see her opponent. What he looked like, and how strong he as as well. She didn't have to wait long to see him though. Finally, she saw him walking down the ramp. Amelia smiled a bit, licking her lips at the sight of him. He looked pretty good, she had to admit, but he wasn't dressed as... casually as she was hoping. That was a damn shame, but she would change that soon enough. She saw that he was blushing though, and that elicited a giggle from Amelia. It was so cute seeing his cheeks glowing pink and red. They hadn't even started the mach yet, at he was already blushing. She couldn't imagine how he wuld react when he started touching her. Would he even be able to maintain a hold on her without getting distracted? She would find out soon she knew.

Once he slipped onto the bed, she let her eyes wander up and down his body, taking in what she could of his form, what with his clothes being in the way and all. He was quite the man, and she couldn't wait to get her hands on him and have some fun. Once she looked back up to his face, she saw him staring, and quickly look away before he spoke. She giggled once again, loving how shy this Layton seemed to be. That would make teasing him so much more fun. "Oh, hun, it's okay to stare. If I didn't want you to stare, I wouldn't have worn this," Amelia would say, running her hands slowly down her body, and winking at him. "And it's nice to meet you as well. I'm Amelia. You ready to have some fun, hun?" She was looking forward to this even more now that she knew Layton seemed rather shy. Sitting there on her knees, she would wait for him to make the first move. Or rather, see if he was brave enough to make the first move.

Was it him or was Amelia enjoying herself already? It sure seemed like it from where he was sitting, giggling not doubt she was confident. He would have to think of a way to get the upper hand. Well he could still get to the ropes right? He was pretty sure he could unless of course she got him on the bad. It wouldn't begood if he couldn't use his speed to his advantage that seemed to be taken away from him for the most part. Layton would just have to reply on what little he knew about mat wrestling and his own strength. Clearing his throat she seemed to tease a little his eyes immediately sliding back towards the pink haired woman as she spoke.

"Oh, hun, it's okay to stare. If I didn't want you to stare, I wouldn't have worn this,"

"And it's nice to meet you as well. I'm Amelia. You ready to have some fun, hun?"

The light haired male though almost instinct let his eyes trail down her body with her hands. She was drawing attention to it after all it wasn't his fault. He was slowly analysing what he could do. Hopefully she wasn't very fast. The soft bed it wasn't really ideal for him. At least he had her name though and it seemed like he had been right. That was good the timid male gave her a small smile before the bell went. He hesitated for a moment as she say on her knees wondering what she had planned. Well she was going to let him go for the first move. "O-Okay here I come." He said before almost darting at her throwing himself forward for a tackle hoping she didn't use her legs he lift herself up that could leave him in a rather....bad position.

Amelia watched as Layton's eyes wandered again, following her hands down her body. She knew it must be hard for him to ignore when a girl is basically inviting him to look all he wants. She wondered just how timid Layton would be when it came down to actual physical contact. One way or another, he would have to touch her in places to do and real damage to her. She didn't know if he was brave enough to do that, but she was looking very much forward to finding out.

"Give me your best shot," Amelia answered, after the bell rang and he said he was going to come at her. Part of her didn't think that he had the courage to do it, to be honest. He seemed to shy, but then, he surprised her when he actually did. Still, she was ready for that instance. So as he came at her, she raised herself up and bit and met him in the middle of the bed, basically locking up with him, her arms going around his shoulders. "Oooh, you are strong," she teased as she pushed against him. She knew she probably didn't have the strength advantage over him, but if she could fluster him enough, she probably wouldn't need it.

Layton couldn't help but notice the surprise on Amelia's face as he dove at her. maybe he could use that to his advantage.She only seemed to raise herself slightly which was a relief since he was going for a tackle. he aimed to let his shoulder hit her in the stomach to take her down. She seemed at least semi prepared and he was glad she hadn't lifted herself up more. It wouldn't be good if he ended up missing her hand his head ended up between her legs she would be able to make it rather difficult for him. Her arms slipped around his shoulders which he was sure would be to keep him in place as she spoke his cheeks turning a darker pink at her teasing her body seeming to just press up against his. when he lifted up slightly.....damn she seemed to have remained upright and there he was hoping to take her down.

He let out a small growl feeling an unusual tinge of frustration as she teased him....Almost mocked him.He pushed himself forwards as he tried to push her off balance although he wasn't very strong more high flying moves were more his strength so maybe grappling right now wasn't a good idea. It wasn't long before he thought for a way to get her down quickly it was just a question if she would capatalise on the position he was about to put himself in. Leaning down slightly he aimed to let one of his arms slide under and in-between her legs aiming to lift her up for a rather soft scoop slam on the bed. he knew there were a few ways it could go wrong if she simply pushed him back or struggled in his arms to make him fall back. He was hoping to get it done quick enough before she could react though. "Your not going to beat me." He commented as he tried to at least sound confident even if his cheeks were betraying him slightly. maybe that would throw her off a little, either that or it would make her want to put him in a worse position.

Amelia was having fun teasing Layton. As she spoke, she saw his cheeks get even more red, which made her giggle again. He was so cute! She couldn't wait to have him in her clutches, and to begin smothering him. It would be like lulling him to sleep. Just the thought of it brought a smile to her face. Still, she wasn't expecting Layton to be so forward with his next move, when he suddenly reached between her legs and lifted her off the bed. If she had been ready for it, she would have tried to struggle, but the sudden forwardness of it caught her completely off guard, and the next thing she knew, she found her self down on the soft sheets on her back. Thankfully the bed was soft, so being slammed down on it didn't hurt. It disoriented her more than it hurt.

Still, she couldn't help but smile. She was surprised. She didn't think that Layton had the courage to reach between her legs as he did. It seemed she was underestimating him a bit. "Not too bad babe. I might just give you a reward for that," she would say in a teasing manner before trying to get herself back up, and quickly lung at him herself, hoping to take him down to the bed, and get on top of him.

It seemed Layton had caught Amelia off guard and that was always a good thing. He had the advantage at least for the moment as he slammed her down on the soft bed. It wouldn't do any damage but he was sure that it would make her a little dizzy maybe. He had tried to react quickly after all. his body lightly pressed across hers as he tried to keep her down and assess what he could do next. A submission maybe? His submission moves were slightly limited maybe he could go for a simple sleeper to weaken her slightly. Just as he pulled back to start getting her in position he noticed that her lips were curled up into a small smile. It made him flinch slightly as she spoke.

A reward? What kind of reward? Those words made him hesitate slightly which gave her a chance to get herself back up. It seemed like there was going to be a reverse of situations now though. He went for a lock-up this time as the pink haired woman went for a tackle knocking him back on the bed with her on top of him. He needed to put a top to anything she might be planning and considering the type of match one of his arms slide around her head as he tried to keep her head by his chest and stomach his legs moving slightly to coil around her waist to apply a little pressure. Although he was certainly slightly distracted by how close her body was his his at the moment.

Amelia was definitely shaken a bit after being slammed onto the bed, but hurt, she was far from it. She was thankful that it wasn't a mat, or she might have been in big trouble. But the pink haired girl felt at home on the bed, like she could move so much better. With that advantage, she took this chance to get back up and go right at Layton, tackling him right down to the sheets and get on top of him. She was a little excited to start playing with him a bit, and get him to squirm in her clutches, but it seemed that he really didn't want to make that easy. After she tackled him down, she felt his arms go around her head, and his legs even wrap around her waists as well. He was really going to make her work for it, wasn't he?

"Oh, you really are a rough one," Amelia teased. She may be trapped, but she knew that now her body was pressed against Layton's and she could use that to her advantage. She would try to push herself up so that she would move further up his body, and eventually, get her chest dangerously close to his face, not enough to cover it just yet, but enough so that he got a pretty good view. That is, if she could manage to get her head free.

There was no doubt that Amelia seemed a lot more comfortable wrestling on the soft bed than he did. Maybe this match would help with his confidence a little.....Or it would be soul shattering one of the two. Layton lightly wiggled under neath the pink haired woman at least trying to get a little more comfortable with her on top of him, something that wasn't really working out too well at least the pink tint across his cheeks had faded and there was a thin layer of clothing between himself and.....well her half naked body. He lightly bit his bottom lip. Not even in his last match the woman was this..... scantly dressed. He would have to get used to it and quickly. Especially since it was a smother match.....She could not only finish him under her chest.....But under her feet, in her crotch hell she could just use her hands or much like his last match against Valerie but under her ass. He was pretty sure there was more that were less obvious but he didn't really want to....experience that. He just needed to get her down and try to finish this quickly......Most likely the opposite to what she would be doing.

"Oh, you really are a rough one,"

Layton's eyes widened slightly. "Ah-Ah.....What do you mean?" he questioned almost innocently although there was no deception in that innocence it was actually....genuine as she jst teased him. It almost made his grip on her head loosen slightly allowing her to move a little more. His eyes widened as he felt her body slide a little more up his letting out a small 'eep' as she let her chest lay in his view. Dangerously close to his face. he almost let his hands unwrap and rest on her shoulders as he tried to push her away from him.