Amelia Kunisada (D) vs Jinx - The Ninja and the Feline

In all honesty, could Amelia have complained? She was supposed to be a ninja - or a kunoichi, or whatever - but in any case a move such as a hurricanrana should have been completely up her alley. It should have been her performing those, and sending her opponents flying through the skies. That's what was expected of her! Or at least should have been expected of her, based on her outfit and all... And that's probably what her sister was expecting of her. Failing her sister's expectations was something she did not want to live with.

Except that now she had to. Now it was the pink ninja who had been flying through the skies and sprawled across the mat. It was her, the debuting kunoichi who was the prime candidate for a dinner of a feline predator, one that was mercilessly circling her battle-exhausted body. And there was nothing that she really could have done to make her sister any prouder at all - and there was nothing that her sister could have done to help her at all.

Or to save her for that matter. Feline predators loved to relish of rookies in the AFW ring.

But something that had made Amelia even more overwhelmed throughout the match was the sensual aspect of Jinx's moves. She wasn't there just to hunt her, she was there to thoroughly enjoy her. Or maybe even to make Amelia enjoy becoming her prey....who knew?

Amelia didn't. She was too innocent to even think of something like that in her debut. Sure, it all was making her all blushed up, but close contact skin on skin was just the name of the game in wrestling, right?

Amelia wanted to believe that. She really did. She did not want to believe, let alone accept that her opponent would have not wanted to make her just her prey and her plaything - but an erotic one as well. It wasn't who she was. Even if she had at times secretly fantasized of being one...

But she wasn't asked. Jinx's hands were placed regardless on her breasts, clearly groping them before moving to pin her hands down, and her bosom was inescapably pressed against her face, severely cutting off the airflow... And by this time yes, Amelia did want a nap... But just because she did not want to be here witnessing her own naughty, sensual predicament!

There was a limit to how much she could get away within standard match and that that number had just about come up. The referee loomed nearby, carefully circling the two women as Jinx shifted her body to get more comfortable on top of Amelia. There hadn't been much fight left in the rookie it seemed, be it her strength had tapped out or her will to fight broken. Either way was fine for the feline fighter. It would have been amusing if the young girl has poked out of her shell and reciprocated a bit, but that wasn't at all expected. The poor girl had been beet red most of the match with a constant blush, it had almost been too easy.

Jinx gave Amelia's hands a small squeeze every so often, regripping her grasp on them and keeping them pinned to the mat. With no real struggle, she had simply kept her chest plopped right over the other girl's face, letting it rise and fall with her easy breathing to let the smother do its work. Once enough time had passed, Jinx lifted one of the other girl's arms, giving it a gentle shake. It felt limp, perhaps she had finally passed out. Pushing off the mat, she sat up, resting her backside lightly on the woman's abdomen as she straddled her waist with a smug smirk on her face.

"Guess that's all you got huh?" Jinx let out a soft giggle, reached back to hook one of Amelia's legs and pulled it upwards, flexing her free arm as if she had muscles to show for herself. The referee dropped down beside both women, smacking at the mat once it was clear Amelia's shoulders were down. "Shame, I really wanted to play some more. Maybe next time."

"One!"

"Two!"

The whole Friction arena was filled with tension, as it appeared that the battle between the ninja and the feline was about to reach its conclusion. There was just one more count to be had, and the deal would be sealed...and everyone in the arena was eager to finally hear it.

Except for one. Amelia.

La Liana Rosa was already asleep. The debuting rookie had put on a brave fight, but still fallen helplessly short of what it would have taken to come out on top tonight. And while she had gotten the chance to show off some great moves in the beginning, the latter part of the match had been far from a convincing performance on her part. If anything, the way Jinx was finally sealing her victory was rather humiliating, with the rookie kunoichi succumbing to a sensual smother in the end.

But despite its nature, it had been enough to knock her out cold.

The fact became evident to everyone when Jinx lifted her prey's arm and it fell limply back, and the feline fighter had her perfect moment to relish in the favor of the crowds at Amelia's expense. And pretty much everyone seemed to like what they were seeing...

Except for one. Serafina.

But there was nothing that La Liana Azul could have done to help her sister - and granted, there was nothing that she even should have done to help her. The fight had been fair, and Amelia just hadn't been good enough. Even if she didn't like it, it was as simple as that.

Better luck next time.

"Three!"

With a light shove Jinx let Amelia's limp leg flop to the mat. She held her arms up, stretching herself out on top of the girl she straddled, striking a pose that would have been at home on the cover of any scandalous magazine cover, winking to the crowd knowingly. The people in the audience and camera ringside were sure to eat it up, painting a flattering image of Jinx in her moment of victory that was sure to turn heads. Once she felt the moment had past she pushed herself up off the fallen ninja, shooting a fanged grin to the girl who very well may still have been out like a light. She didn't much care, the cameras would immortalize her words for when they woke.

"Anytime you want to roll around with me again, you are more than welcome to come calling. I'll be waiting flower girl." Her amber eyes glowed with a mischievous twinkle as she licked her lips like a hungry predator. Taking graceful steps she stepped between collapsed parts of brunette's body splayed out in the ring, making her way to the edge of the ring. She dipped between the ropes with a suggestive straddling of the cables before dropping to the floor, making her way up the ramp with a sway of her hips and a pleased look on her face. This had been fun.

Amelia was asleep, and her dreams were sweet - sweet as the scent of the smother that had sent her to dreamland. And frankly, that was the best place for the young rookie to be... Witnessing all the humiliation of being thoroughly photoshot and recorded as the Feline's fallen prey, in front of a huge Friction crowd, would not have been the nicest of her moments. And not least hearing Jinx's assessment of her... While the words were probably sent somewhere deep to her subconcious, "flower girl" did not exactly sound like someone with a bright, successful and mighty future with wrestling against the best. While the victorious predator clearly received the popularity of the crowds, it was a very good question whether the audience had been left with an impression of Amelia of anything more than a jobber...

La Liana Rosa was left motionlessly in the ring, apart from the breathing movement of her chest, and stayed there all the way until the lights died down. And when they came back on, she was no longer anywhere to be seen.

Except for the caring sight of her sister backstage.


Winner: Jinx via pinfall!