Masks and Lace: Rainbow Mika vs Sabine Shanoa

Standard prostyle rules apply
Victory by pin, K.O. or submission

It was another busy Wednesday night, and the AFW stadium was packed. Between all the unique speciality matches that AFW had to offer, the fans still attended in droves for a good, standard prostyle match between superstar lady wrestlers. Tonight would be no exception.



[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nm0M5MMKEyg:1nokjibp]A very peppy, vibrant electro theme began to play,[/url:1nokjibp] and many members of the audience, upon recognizing the theme, burst into cheering. A second later, Rainbow Mika bounded into the arena, waving and cheering to her ecstatic fans. As usual, the Rainbow Warrior wore her trademark blue-and-white frilly one piece that left little to the imagination, complete with matching boots, pads, and mask, and her generous bust bounced as she skipped lightheartedly towards the ring.

Sliding under the ropes, Mika quickly climbed to the top of the turnbuckle and smiled, raising a fist to her cheering fans. As the crowd roared with applause, the Rainbow Warrior dropped back down to the ring and waited for her opponent...

Mika's opponent wasn't exactly one who people would assume would be part of a more standard match. She was considered more reserved for the... specialty matches rather than a straight up competition of skill. That wasn't about to get the crowd down however, as yet another[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OdRg1JVZxSY:j9mjbat1]upbeat track[/url:j9mjbat1] played over the system.



Despite not being a hentai match, Sabine was still all smiles as she slipped into the ring, practically gliding along the mat. "Hello..." she purred, rising to her feet as she got a good look at the rainbow warrior. She'd have to resist temptation for this match, but with someone as pretty as Mika, a chance to get intimate with grappling alone would be enough for at least a while. "I hope your ready, I wouldn't want someone as respectable as you to just roll over and become another one of my playthings." she warned, keeping slightly low to the mat as if she was trying for a more traditional grappling stance.

Mika stared in surprise as her new opponent made her way to the ring. The dark skinned woman was nothing like Mika had expected-- instead of being another powerfully built or seriously-minded grappler, she had a slender, willowy build that seemed to flow like water as she move. Her expression and attitude seemed playful and flirtatious, and every single move of hers seemed to radiate seduction. Mika blinked a few times. Her opponent was going to fight her, in the ring, wearing that?

As Sabine purred her initial challenge, Mika nearly jumped. "Wh..wh...playthings?" she stammered. "I...but...I'm not...like that! I don't DO those matches!" As Sabine settled into a grappler's stance, though, Mika regained her self-control and mirrored her action. "Rainbow Mika is NO ONE'S plaything, sister!" she growled as she circled Sabine slowly.

Sabine pouted at Mika's insistence that this was going to be a clean match with no fun times. Business before pleasure and all, "aw..." she moaned, circling the ring as she kept her eyes locked with the Rainbow Warrior. "Such a shame, but I'm sure I can get you begging for mercy even if it's not through pleasure." She purred out the last word, trying to freak her opponent out as she waited for the right time to strike and ensnare the Blonde should she underestimate the sultry Brazilian.

If Sabine was hoping to freak Mika out, then her plan was working: although the Rainbow Warrior tried to ignore the Brazilian's sulty words as she crouched in a ready position, the lusty way in which the Brazilian was looking at her was very off-putting. Shaking her head, Mika tried to focus instead on Sabine's body movements...and blushed when she became aware of how deliberately slow and provocative her opponent's movements were...

Sabine's smirk grew predatory as she saw just how much her seductive movements were putting the Rainbow warrior off her game, even as the two circled each other without a blow being made she felt as though she had already won, she had got in her opponents head and it was just a matter of taking things nice and sloowww to secure a victory. As Rainbow Mika blushed, the sultry Brazilian saw her opportunity to pounce, trying to slip around her and trap her in a tight waist lock, letting her breasts press up against the Japanese girl's back as she ensnared her latest victim.

Mika was distracted enough that when Sabine made her move, she was caught unprepared. The slender Brazilian darted to the side, and even as Mika tried to spin an intercept her, Sabine was quickly able to move behind her. Alarmed, Mika tried to turn around, but quickly found the other girl's arms wrapping tightly around her midsection. She blushed when she felt Sabine's orbs rubbing suggestively against her back.

"S..stop!" Mika stammered, not used to this kind of match at all. Grabbing at Sabine's wrists, she tried to twist her opponent's arm and spin, hoping to reverse the hold into a chickenwing as she spun around to face Sabine''s back.

"What's wrong Mika? I thought a wrestler like yourself wouldn't mind starting things off with a bit of grappling?" She purred into Mika's ear, but her fun would be cut short as the rainbow warrior struggled her way out of the hold and began to twist the Brazilian's arm back in a very uncomfortable manner, the cat smirk replaced quickly by a wince. She was probably underestimating Mika, even off her game she was still a fierce competitor and she couldn't just cruise to victory with psychological warfare alone. If Mika was getting serious, so would she have to.

It was Mika's turn to grin now as she caught Sabine in a chickenwing. "Hah...that's what you get for underestimating me!" she said, twisting firmly on Sabine's arm. "If you think you'll be able to tempt a pure-hearted warrior like me, then you have another thing coming!"

Without a further word, Mika would whip Sabine towards the ropes. As the Brazilian came running back, Mika would try to run up and intercept her with a sudden, cartwheeling drop kick. "HYAA!"

"A- a pure heart?" Sabine said, trying to add a bit of melodramatic fake shock at Mika's declarations, there were very few people in AFW who dared to call themselves pure of heart, and seeing just how far that ran with the Rainbow warrior would be a test, but for now the Sultry Brazilian would prefer to just not have her arm twisted like this.

She got her wish as the Japanese girl sent her running into the ropes, only the respite for her arm quickly turned to agony for her chest as Mika's boots crashed into her sending the Dancing Succubi down to the ground, nursing her bust. "You're making it very hard for me to be nice..." She growled from her prone position, despite most of her flirting not being nice at all for the masked woman.