Aoi Tamazaki vs. Ryuke Toranami

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[align=center:3jlu6xlu]Aoi Tamazaki[/align:3jlu6xlu]
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Match Type: Handcuff
Winning Conditions: The wrestler who cuffs both of their opponent's hands behind their back will be declared the winner.
Special Conditions: Handcuffs will not be considered foreign objects for the purpose of disqualifications.

Aoi checked herself in the mirror one last time. She was about to head down tot he staging area and wanted to make sure everything was in place. She tugged on her tight fitting blue top that hugged her perky breasts, exposing stiff, distracting nipples. It stopped just before her abs, showing off an equally taut and secy tummy. Her blue spandex pants also hugged every curve of her hips and ass and left her long, smooth legs exposed as well.

Once that was taken care of, she walked to the staging area and waited for her music. She couldn't help but smile widely at the thought of the match. Joining Melissa's little group had been a good decision indeed. A handcuff match was like being handed her opponent on a silver platter. They might as well just come down tot he ring cuffed and let Aoi do as she liked with him. It was too perfect. When her [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zknlwXuGJUg:3ettjbab]music[/url:3ettjbab] began to finally place, she had to force the bright smile down to a modest, coy pursing of her lips as she strode through the backstage entrance.

She was received with a mix of catcalls, boos and cheers. She hated it all but just kept a pleasant, yet shy face, waving and trying not to make eye contact as she slipped through the ropes and began to stretch in her corner. She hated it all. She knew it all came from despicable men, too. Obviously they all just ogled her. But the boos were from men who had seen what she had done. That wanted, like all men, to try and do as they pleased with her. But the cheers? Those were worse. Men who actually LIKED what she did and probably wanted her to do it to them too. How sick and depraved could men really be?

She blocked them out of her mind and focused on where the cuffs were located. A few scattered around the ring and a small bowl of them on a pedestal outside of the ring. That was all she needed to concern herself with right now.

"Umpf a cuff match... another odd stipulation, for a change...", Ryu would say to himself not without a hint of irony. A standard match would have been much better to improve his chances, and that no DQ rule was probably something that his next opponent would try to capitalize during the match, so he knew he needed to be even more careful.

Taking a sigh, the Japanese boy appeared on the ramp, saluted by a wild roar from most of the audience. Why the fans had such a liking for him was something that Ryu could not really explain, considering the middling results of his most recent fights. Some people would probably appreciate how he tried with all he got... but he knew well that many others were just perverts looking forward to possibly seeing him dominated by a sexy female wrestler.

Ryu saluted all of them with a wave of his hand and hi-fives while making his way to the ring nonetheless. Up there, his foe was wearing a skintight, revealing attire. Not a surprise, he would think to himself, but he was still not fully used to the embarassing idea of his opponents wearing scandalous wrestling attires.
Doing his best to hide such feelings, the younger contender would join Aoi into the middle of the ring after tossing his shirt to a few screaming girls.
She was slightly shorter than himself, with a perfectly shaped body, apparently more on the feminine than on the fitness type, but he knew that he could not judge a book from its cover, especially not at Tension.

"Hello Tamazaki Aoi san, I wish you a good fight", he would say, trying to keep it on the formal and clean side as much as he could, in the hope that he could be focusing only about plain wrestling tonight.

Aoi watched as Ryu came down the ramp. The way the girls screamed for him. They were utterly hopeless. It was clear why this man was here and that was ust to humiliate Aoi and dominate her physically. Probably sexually too, if she let him. And he'd do it to each and every one of those screaming girls if he got the chance. It was hard for her to keep her timid facade up as he entered the ring and her knuckles clenched tightly.

When Ryu stepped forward, Aoi did as well and bowed deeply. "Thank you, Ryu-sama." She said in a soft tone, lifting her body to stare at him with her gentle blue eyes. "Please be gentle, Ryu-sama." She said. "I-I've never been in this sort of match before and you look so strong." She recoiled daintily and stepped back, holding up her arm against her chest and turned her body, shivering a bit.

When the bell rang, Aoi inched towards Ryu and lifted up her hands like she was going to engage in a test of strength. Like she was being serious. Like she was completely naive to the result.

From her attire and the light in her eyes, Ryu could tell that Aoi was probably the kind of female wrestler who would shamelessly make use of her assets to try and dominate her opponents.

And then...she spoke, just contradicting his worst expectations! "Uh... well, I am not that strong really. Also... there's no need for you to address me as Ryu-sama, we are just on the same ground, Aoi-san. Just let's do our best", he would reply in slight uneasiness.

Aoi's mind tricks had clearly scored one first point there, smoothening the sharpness of Ryu's determination in the early part of their match.
Watching her open invite at a test of strenght, the boy would just rise his own hands to clench holds.

If he got there, Ryu would try to slowly push Aoi towards the ropes but without applying full pressure, basically willing to see what she got.

Aoi let Ryu tangle up their fingers. When he pushed, she pushed back, having to use most of her strength against a smaller portion of Ryu's own just to stay on even footing with Ryu. She grunted for a moment as her body tensed up. After a moment, she relented to Ryu's power and let herself be backed towards the ropes. However, she didn't just let Ryu muscle her back to the ropes, she let momentum pull her back so she was nearly thrown into the ropes, pulling Ryu so he would fall against her in the ropes.

Aoi turned her head and yelped. "Ahhhn! Ryu-sama!" She cried, trying to keep the grip on on Ryu's hands to pull her into him, so she could sneakily wrap one leg around Ryu's leg.

Aoi seemed not to be much stronger than she looked after all, Ryu would think as he managed to push her towards the ropes with relative ease...

Well, even too much easily maybe, as the boy was matter of factly pulled along with her fall into the ropes. "Ugh...s-sorry Aoi-san..", Ryu would say almost in an apologetic tone, thinking that he had gone too hard on her maybe, blushing at the suggestive touch of her body while she had her way to wrap her leg around his.

Aoi did her best to try and rub her breasts against Ryu's bare chest as much as possible while trying to keep her face looking like she was in a dire situation. She moaned cutely, trying to further entice Ryu while her cheeks blushed furiously. "Oh, Ryu-sama!" She cried. With her head turned, tried to yank her hands away from Ryu and then give him a hard chest, looking to trip him and force herself down with him, si she could land hard between Ryu's legs as well as "accidentally" drive the point of her elbow into Ryu's chest.

"Ounghffffhh...!!!!" Aoi's precisely aimed elbow strike at Ryu's chest was painful... not as much like her falling right inbetween his legs though!

Temporarily out of breath due to the "accidental" low blow, Ryu would winch in pain underneath her, causing more sugestive rubbing of the contenders' bodies.
Even though, he was not honestly in conditions to enjoy the sensuous caressing touch at the moment.
"Gnfhh... t-told you already.... no need to use that 'sama' with me....", he groaned with breathless voice, trying at least to gently push herself off from above him.

Aoi grinned inwardly but on the outside, she looked filled with sorrow. "O-oh! Ryu-sama!" Aoi said, leaning the point of her elbow harder into Ryu's chest, leaning her body into Ryu's crotch so her hip bone mashed against ti. "I'm so sorry, Ryu-sama! I hope you're not injured!"

Aoi dragged her elbow away, digging it into Ryu's flesh as she pulled away and pressed her hand against Ryu's rippling chest. She leaned her lips down and began to kiss the spot. "Please forgive me, Ryu-sama."