Felicia Watanabe Vs Darren Hopeless

Submission/Hentai Match
Victory By Submission Or Causing Opponent To Orgasm
No DQ

Felicia would stand in the ring looking bored as she waiting for her opponent. It wasn't that she had any disrespect for him but she found herself becoming popular and constantly challenged ever since her match with Sena. She figured it would be another match equivalent to cutting the head off of a dragon. If she beat him, three more challengers would appear. None the less she was happy to accept not having a reason to have personal angst against her opponent. She would lean up against the turn buckle and wait patiently for him to appear.

Darren let out a yawn he had been signed up for another match. How problematic. Even worse it was a match type he wasn't too familiar with sure his sumbissions were sound but the other hald Hentai...He let out a small sigh. Best to stick to what he was better and more familiar with right? His music hit and to be quite honest he thought the audio guys were having a laugh. They had picked something totally cheesy. He knew that he let them pick every match because he was too lazy but this, it was just something else.

The blonde let out a small sigh as he lightly pushed the curtain to the side peeking out of the gap he had created before fully stepping through it. Nothing to spectacular for his attire just a t-shirt, tracksuit bottoms and sneakers His blonde hair was in totally disarry it most likely looked like he had just gotten up or something. That assumption might not be entirely wrong though. he lightly rubbed one of his eyes and he slowly made his way down to the ring a small yawn escaping his lips. His opponent Felicia looked rather bored him on the other hand it was Tired bored and well not really too bothered about this match at all.

Darren didn't even bother getting up on the apron instead he slid under the bottom rope to get into the ring. "Ugh....Your my opponent right?" he questioned. He hadn't bothered to even look his opponent up it was obvious by his reaction.

"Well that's rude of you to be so lazy and not even give a lady a proper greeting." As the match begun she would move into an offense attempting to tackle him to the floor. If she was successful she would reach behind her to grab his legs and try to flip him into a Boston crab. She didn't know what to expect but his lazy appearance had her off guard thinking this was some kind of embarrassing push over. She would attempt to see just what exactly she was dealing with as she made her first move.

Darren raised an eyebrow as he listened to Felicia. Lightly he rubbed the back of his head and was about to answer when he was interuppted by the bell. Pretty much on the dot the red head was charging towards him obviously she was underestimating his lazy apperance. he couldn't really blame her though most people did but despite his lazy apperance he was actualy pretty quick on his feet. He aimed to side step her tackle and trap one of her feet for a drop toe hold.

"Ngh..." She would grunt surprised by his speed as she caught her foot in a toe hold. Thinking quick she kicked her foot out of her shoe and rolled forward to turn around and face him. She was mad at herself for being so clueless when she was known for setting up trapped and tricking opponents. She began to stand, "Alright....I underestimated you...I won't be doing that again.."

Felicia calmed herself as she got into a defensive stance and watched him. Feeling off balance she would kick off her other shoe standing in her bare feet. She would wait for him to make the first move instead. Patiently she would watch his shoulders for any slight movement.

Darren let out a grin so he had been right Felicia had underestimated him. He couldn't blame her for that though he was pretty sure that if he was in a similar situation he would have underestimated his opponent as well. It seemed as though she was now waiting for him to make the first move. Maybe she was more of a defenseive person. The blonde cocked his head to the side slowly advancing offering a lock up. This was one of his strenghs grappling and submission wrestling. He just couldn't take rather high impact moves due to his size. "Darren Hopeless." He said with a smile waiting for her to take the lock-up remembering what she had said about a greeting.

He already had something planned if she took the lock up he would duck under her arms to get behind her his arms coiled around her waist his hips laying close to her body setting up for a german suplex.

"Felicia Watanabe!" She would say leaping backwards onto the rope to launch her self forward both feet aiming for his throat or face. She wasn't strong but she was good with submissions, and even better with aerial moves. She hoped she caught him off guard enough to make an impact upon him. She wasn't going to let herself get tricked into a lock up after underestimating him once.

Darren's eyes widened slightly as Felicia lept back into the ropes launching herself forwards he had to react quickly. She was going for a clothsline maybe? regardless he ducked instinctively before she jumped into the air. Drop kick he should have known. Ducking when he did made her miss his face and throat but her feet hit him in the shoulder senting him spinning to the ground landing on his back. He grunted as he hit the floor lightly rubbing his shoulder.

She sprung onto his back like a wild cat going after its prey. Quickly she would coil her legs around his waist resting her feet in his lap and her arms around his neck. She would squeeze with all of her might to hold him tight against her as she attempted to roll onto her back to make sure she could keep the hold locked in. From there she would decide what to do with him.

Darren let out a growl as he felt Felicia react quickly mounting his back. He managed to sit himself up and was about to try and get away when his eyes wideneds lightly. It seemed as though he had just aided her her legs coiling around his waist. The blonde could feel his back pressing up against her chest as she rolled him back His hands resting either side of his body on the floor in an attempt to keep himself up and more importantly in an attempt to push himself away from the red head.

"Damn it leg go." He growled as he wiggled himself from side to side trying to find a weak point to expose.