Starboy vs Leah Shaw - The Hero's Challenge

Looking at the Oni Queen's gauntlets, Starboy felt some pride in himself. Despite them being by default almost like a weapon for the villainess, he had managed to turn the pair against her with the wristlock. Exactly what a true hero should be doing! Outsmarting the bad girls, and turning their own advantages against them...

With those thoughts the boy started circling the girl, who promptly started doing the same. And if he was putting on a confident and determined look, his opponent was doing so too. The Oni Queen's body language was telling that she was keen to slaughter the hero, and the boy responded by trying to compose his posture as strong as possible. As a consequence, the crowds were going wild as the tension was clearly bulding up inside the ring between the hero and the villainess.

Star was almost surprised by the Oni Queen's offer - while it was certainly as if part of the script, he felt a bit irritated that the girl even suggested of a possibility of his such easy surrender. He had to reply in a way that would demonstrate the uselessness of such suggestions... "Join you where? In your prison cell? I have a tendency of chaining up beasts like you, and you'll see that you won't be having a free limb by the end of tonight..."

There. Star was feeling some pride in himself again, this time by his words. But apparently the words also prompted a more immediate response by the girl than he had expected...

And this time, the gauntlets worked to the girl's advantage. The hero was caught by surprise, and the axe handle smash did its job well with driving him on his knees, accompanied by his according cry of pain. But the hero was far from immobilized by the strike, and seeing the Oni Queen's thighs right in front of him again was a clear requirement for action. Pressing his hands on the sides of her thighs that had just been squeezing his head, Star tried to give them a strong push, hoping to get the girl go stumbling backwards for a bit, and that achieving it would allow him self to get quickly back up again.

Throwing her weight into the double axe handle blow, she pounded the hero downward to his knees in one swift and brutal strike. "My dungeon cells aren't so bad. One meal a day, your own personal bucket, and I take  you out to play with you every so often." She threw her head back viving a loud laugh, seeming having found her villainous stride now. "Gwahahaha." She moved in close, putting a hand firmly on his shoulder to hold him down. The Oni Queen balled her other hand into a fist, only her thumb pointing outward as she drew the thumb across her neck in the sign of a slit throat. Before she could clap her other hand on Starboy however, he pressed up against her thighs, giving a hard shove.

She huffed, though it was more Leah than her persona. Perhaps she shouldn't have showboated. She was dying to get her hands on him. He was the perfect size for her to use some of her favorite moves, she just had to grab him good enough. She supposed she would just need to work him over a bit more before she could try again.

The Oni Queen stumbled back a few steps before she caught herself. One boot sliding far back behind her as she braced. With a wicked grin, she moved back in. This time however, she was spinning. A wild tornado like twirl as with each step until she was close enough. Her arm extended out, looking to catch Starboy with a vicious roaring lariat. If she managed to hit him, she would bend her elbow in a bit, to hook his neck and drag him down to the mat.

Had they both gone to the ground, the Oni Queen would rest her back out across Starboy’s chest, roughly shoving his head to the side with her forearm. She’d reach out to scoop up both of her opponents legs in the crook of her elbow, looking for a pinfall.

The hero had managed to make some threats, and Starboy was determined to deliver on them. It wasn't only necessary for him to defeat the villainess, but to use her as an example too. One that would testify that the time of villains and bad girls on Tension was over, and the reign of brave heroes was now in effect. And chaining the defeated Oni Queen up for everyone to see would be a perfect example of that.

Those visions were promptly smashed to the back of his mind as the villain's blow drove the hero on his knees. And apparently the girl wasn't going to allow the hero to be the only one laying out his plans, as she decided to proceed by informing him about his planned fate. One that included dungeons too... But what did she mean by playing with him?

For a moment that thought got stuck in Star's head, only to get removed by the realization of the girl's thighs being right in front of him. At the same moment he felt her gauntlet pressing on his shoulder, and looked up just in time to see her warning him of his fate with her sign language.

Result? Star couldn't have thought of a situation where it would have been more important for him to push her away, and fast. And luckily for the hero, Oni Queen wasn't exactly a giant either, allowing the boy to gain some valuable space between the two.

The hero's time on his knees ended up being brief as he quickly stood back up again. "You'll be sorry you ever - "

The hero's time on his feet ended up being brief too. Oni Queen had apparently no plans of allowing him to say any words, as she was quickly moving again. And before Star could actually figure out the direction the twisting girl was heading to, her pretentious Lariat was taking him down, causing the hero's back to get slammed to the mat.

Sprawled beneath the girl's body, Starboy wondered for a moment what exactly had hit him. But soon he felt his legs scooped up, and saw the ref coming down at them.

"ONE!"

"Oh shit..."

Suddenly, a state of panic settled inside the hero. With a vicious jolt, the boy kicked his legs out of the pinfall attempt. He was far from being too weak to resist such a move, but the fact that his opponent had even managed to put him in such a situation was kind of a wake-up call. He needed to up his game, and fast. Maybe he could try to get another wristlock on the girl's other hand closer to his head, and gain some control over her that way... Maybe even pushing her up on her knees next to him!

The Oni Queen lounged across Starboy’s chest as if he were a mighty beast she had turned into a rug in her home. Flexing her arm to pump her foes legs up into the air, presenting herself as some mighty conqueror. Sound counted along in her head, though it was short lived as her adversary bucked from the pin almost immediately after the first count.

She huffed softly as her back bounced off his chest, letting his legs fly free. She turned to her side as, scooting up to shove her chest directly in his face as she attempted to wrap her arms tightly around his head in a side headlock. She hadn't gotten it locked in when he grabbed hold of her wrist from below, starting to give it a hard wrench that made her wince in pain.

“I don't think so!” She struggled against the twisting, giving up her attempt to wrap up his head with her arms. She rose up onto her knees at his head before flopping forward, attempting to bury Starboy’s face between her breasts in a smother attempt. She would actively try to pull her arm free, looking to try to grab his wrists instead and pin them down as she went to work trying to bury him under her chest.

Star had to admit that the Oni Queen had managed to surprise the hero with her pinning attempt. But if she was dreaming of a superhero rug, she was going to have to shop one from another place. Starboy was not out of the game yet, and if anything, it was Oni Queen's own outfit that would actually fit better as a rug... And as the hero kicked out, his mind was filled with determination.

Granted, that determination consisted mostly of panicked need to do something effective, and fast. First thought was the wristlock. It had already worked once, so there was no reason why it couldn't work again.

At first, Star's plan started off well. But soon his progress stopped, as the girl was refusing to fall victim to the same move again. Instead, she got up to her knees, and as the boy was attempting to get better control over her wrists again, she suddenly flopped forward burying the hero's face into her breasts.

Yes, Starboy knew how AFW was. He knew that some matches were basically all about sex. But this wasn't supposed to be one, right? Superheroes did not do Hentai, right? Having his face put in a breast smother was something Star had not experienced before....well, apart from some intimate fights with Lena.

Result of the boy's moment of confusion was Leah achieving exactly what she had intended with the move. She got her hands free, and pinned the boy's pair down in no time. But slowly, the hero started getting his act together too, clearly trying to ramp up his resistance and squirming attempts. But while the audience was shown that the villainess was willing to use her feminine assets to her advantage, they were also witnessing that having great strength was not the superpower of the hero in the ring tonight...

As The Oni Queen shuffled herself around Starboy’s body laid out on the mat, there was part of her worried this wouldn't work. If he managed to lock his hold on her and keep it there, she was wasting previous seconds she could have better spent trying to strike her downed opponent. Once she has envelopes his face within the soft confines of her breasts, her fears were lifted.

She could have sworn she felt him lose some of his fight when he had struggled between her thighs, so she had taken the gamble to try something more provocative to see if it had any effect. Like most any hot blooded male (perhaps even females), it seemed to do the trick, letting her pull her hands away with relative ease and capture his instead. She arched her back, heaving her chest down atop his head as she presented more leverage to the occasion to better keep his arms pinned, showboating to the crowd.

After a small wiggle, she lowered her head back down, grappling him from a reverse position, she placed her heel down upon his chest upside down, giving a small nuzzle against his pectorals. Being a devious villain had her trying new things she likely wouldn't have done as herself in a normal match, far more prone to being a straight shooting wrestler. Their effectiveness for being such simple and easy moves to maintain however made her consider adding them to her normal arsenal.

“What's the matter hero? My Oni fire burn too hot for you to handle~?” She cooed in a low husky tone, clearly taunting him. While she had him pinned by the head and his arms, she had no real weight on any other part of his body. In truth, if he really wanted to escape, it should have been too difficult for him to struggle free. She however, was doing everything in her power to keep him there, not by force though, simply by using her body to persuade him.

Starboy was cursing the situation in his mind. Yes, fighting against villains always came with something more than the hero would have bargained for. They often used cheap tricks, vicious moves, sneaky plots or were keen to humiliate. Those were all pretty standard issues a hero would have to be capable of facing, in the ring or elsewhere. Those were nothing new. But being clearly tested like this for any potential, um, interest towards the villainess in front of such a huge crowd was new, and definitely somewhat humiliating. Star could picture how the situation must have looked inside his mind, and knew he had to get out of it and fast.

"Oni fire? What Oni fire?" the hero would have wanted to ask from his foe, if his face had been in a state capable of speaking. Unfortunately it was not, and all he could do was to concentrate on trying to escape from his position. He kept testing whether he could force his hands free, but it was becoming obvious that there was no chance of that. But he did have all of his legs completely free...

Suddenly, the hero planted his feet firmly onto the mat, pushing his lower body up in the process. Arching his back, Star tried to get the Oni Queen as badly unbalanced as possible, hoping that she would then drop to the side. And if that worked, he was counting on his hands getting free in the process, enabling him to then roll quickly around to being on top of the villain, and trying to catch her into a Camel Clutch hold!

Leah on her own was a more than capable wrestler. She had had mixed success this far in Tension and showed a great deal of promise as far as career prospects went. Still, she had never really had a match go this far in her favor to the point she had been able to toy around a bit with her opponent. She wasn't cruel by nature, even as The Oni Queen there was something playful about her teasing. She had however gotten lost in the moment a bit. Perhaps it was something to do with how vulnerable Starboy had become, how easy it was for her to force herself on him like this.

She idly rocked her body on top of him, laughing a bit as he struggled in vain to free his arms. She held him down rather easily with her natural strength and leverage, taking softly. She wasn't sure how long he could last trapped within her bosom, but she was sure it couldn't be too much longer. Once he stopped fighting her, she could release the hold and really try to end this match with something spectacular. She didn't want to defeat a hero in such a pitiful way like this, he deserved a grand finish.

She was smiling to herself, so lost in thought she hadn't even seen him finely planting his feet. When he buckled, the sudden shift of weight found her tumbling to the side as the two wrestlers fumbled over one another. She lost track of him in the roll, winding up on her stomach, wincing as she felt weight on her back. As she lifted her head, she found herself assisted by locked hands beneath her chin, wrenching her head back hard. She gasped as she was bent upwards, chest puffed out before her on full display as she was arced backwards at Starboy’s whim, locked into a camel clutch.

She let out a shaky cry, more herself than her persona as Sher reached up to grasp for his hands, trying to pry his fingers apart. Her legs bent at her knees hanging upwards behind her before she kicked them a bit wildly, struggling in the hold. “G-get… off!” She thrashed a bit, thing to keep him from stretching her all the way back as she tried to fight herself free.

Now this was good. While the Oni Queen had apparently decided to concentrate on little more than toying with the hero, Starboy had managed to form a plan that got him once again on top. Only thing that had been required was a subtle destabilization of the girl's balance, and in a flash she had found herself tumbling to the side. Frankly, from that point it was almost too easy for the hero to roll himself on top, and lock the devious villainess into his camel clutch hold.

Well, to be honest, nothing was ever too easy for a hero. Heroes were the good guys, heroes were the righteous fighters, heroes were the ones to save the day, and sometimes even the whole world. If things were easy for a hero, that exemplified just justice being served! To heroes like Starboy, it was all too self-evident that villains being in trouble should have been the unquestioned standard, always!

Those thoughts were only strengthened, as Star could hear the girl's cries of frustration. The girl's somewhat humiliating holds would not go unpunished now... "Hm, looks like your fire just flamed out..." the boy decided to take advantage of his opportunity to rub the turn of events into the girl's face in his characteristic unimpressed tone. "And I don't think this ring has any matchsticks."

Still, Star had to admit that while he had the camel clutch locked in well, the amount of Leah's struggling signalled that the girl was still not softened up enough to be taken care of by his submission moves. The hero needed a way to drive her strength and endurance out somehow first... Remembering how well the clothesline had worked earlier on in the match, Star decided to try something quite similar. The hero released the submission hold, but started immediately pulling Leah up by her arms with him. Once she would be up, Star decided to Irish whip her towards the ropes again, and when the girl would be rebounding, he'd be running towards her, and trying to perform a Lariat takedown on her!

The Oni Queen kicked the canvas frantically, rumbling the mat lightly as Starboy steadily wrenched her back further and further, showing his expert control and leverage over his captor. She had reached her natural limit, body shaking as it refused to be pulled any further. She had grit her teeth, one eye had shut itself tight as she struggled through the pain. She could feel her grip actually making headway, starting to dig into his fingers to try to slowly pry them apart and free herself. In the meantime though, he continued to crank her back, lightly taunting her. Her faint blush of embarrassment was something she couldn't hide, she could hold back much for the sake of this persona she was portraying, but something like that was beyond her control.

"When I get free... I am going to..." She let out a small cry of pain. It was so hard to think like this, especially coming up with something witty to say. "I am going to destroy you! I was playing n-nice before augh... now you're done! You hear me? No more offers, I am going to En- ARG end you!" Just as she had started to fire herself up with her own threats, prepared to fight herself free from his hold... he let her go. She awkwardly flopped forward to the mat, blinking in confusion over him simply giving her freedom. It wasn't without a cost however.

She was dragged up to her feet by her arms, not really protesting. Her back ached far too much after that hold to put up an immediate struggle. She traveled with his motion, being whipped towards the ropes. History was repeating itself. She could hear him behind her again. This time however, she would be ready... well, slightly more ready. She wasn't sure how to fully turn this situation around for herself. She spun, throwing her back into the ropes, locking eyes with him. Sanguine eyes narrowed as she sprang from the ropes, arm rearing back. As he swung in with his arm, she mirrored with her own attempting to lariat him at the same time.

Regardless if hers managed to hit him, his managed to take her cleanly off her feet. Her legs were swept up in mid motion, knocked horizontal before hitting the mat hard with a small bounce. She coughed softly as she stared up at the ceiling, blinking as she listened to the roar of the crowd. If nothing else, the two of them were providing quite the show it seemed.