Aoi Tamazaki Vs. Shinji Okazaki

"Mmmm.. Shinji-kun." Aoi purred. "Nee-chan would never taunt you. You want something more? Nee-chan will give you all the pleasure you want and when you're ready to be nee-chan's pet, then she'll out the cute little collar on you and give you even more pleasure."

Aoi'a hand slid up Shinji's chest and she reached past. She tapped the collar haning from the corner and let it jingle by Shinji's ear. Then, she leaned forward, letting her breasts press into Shinji's chest, while still holding his balls, fondling them gently.

When she was close, and their lips almost touched, Aoi smiled. "Kiss your nNee-chan, Shinji-kun." She demanded in a breathy purr before her lsoft, wet lips pressed against Shinji's.

"I'm not ready I am not ready!" Shinji whined. The collar making a noise next his ear sent shivers up and down his spine. It was true, he wasn't ready to be Aoi's pet, not yet. And then she leaned him to kiss hims. Shinji kissed back, defying his pride, defying his will to fight on. And the kiss set him off like a firecracker. He writhed as much as he could, paying attention to not get his balls caught in a bind he couldn't get out of.

Shinji tried to hop up on the ropes and and tried to springboard over the turnbuckle to the outside of the ring. Maybe he could generate some offense, some defense, some anything if he was outside of the ring. "I will not be your pet!" Shinji cried as he launched into his escape.

Aoi closed her eys as Shinji kissed her, doing exactly as she commanded. She loved the feel of hsi wet, young tongue probing, trying to use that as a battle ground to summon some courage. At least, that's whats he thought in her head as she pushed back, probing Shinji deeply with her own tongue. He could feel him writhe in her grip as well, and was thinking about stroking him some more, rather than just feel his shaft against her arm when he began to make his move.

However, with a quick and unexpected maneuver, Shinji hopped up, leaving Aoi in mid kiss and hopped over the turnbuckle. Aoi blinked and took a step back, looking at Shinji. A very impressive maneuver with a dress on, thatw as for sure, but Aoi simply grabbed the collar and slipped it around her wrist before taking a few steps backwards away from the turnbuckle.

"You're going to leave Nee-chan? How sad, Shinji-kun." She said and pouted, while letting the collar spin around one finger threateningly in nearly exact opposite of her words and mannerisms.

Aoi backed away. But Shinji couldn't shake the feeling that the little exchange was a massive loss for him. He did exactly as she told him as if he were already her pet. But then he broke free and his balls were still intact. Or at least they felt intact. But he still did have a raging erection. All of Aoi's movements seemed so sensual, so dominant. Shinji climbed the turnbuckle slowly and stared ahead at Aoi.

This was still a wrestling match and he was determined to get back into it. The collar twirled around her finger. Shinji was aware of the threat. But he meant what he said when he intimated that he was not willing to just submit. Soon he found himself on top of the turnbuckle, perched like an eagle ready to swoop down on some prey.

The problem was Shinji was more like a loon then an eagle. He nearly lost his balance in the dress and fell backward onto the hard concrete. Now he was standing up. His mind raced thinking of things to say. All the good wrestlers and anime characters had something they shouted as they launched into their attack. "Flying...pretty boy!" Ech. That was awful. Shinji flew at Aoi anyway, trying to avoid a more canine existence.

Aoi watched as Shinji climbed to the top of the turnbuckle. She watched with a coy look on his face as he stumbled. He fully expected him to fall and crash and then "Nee-chan" would be there to kiss his boo-boos and make it all better. However, somehow, he managed to stand up and even yell something ridiculous.

Aoi had to keep herself from laughing at Shinji, even as the girl-dressed boy flew through the air like a wounded duck. She almost didn't believe it until he crashed against her and smashed her into the ground, the collar dropping from her grip and rolling away from her, as Shinji's weight kept her down and the daze and pain in her body kept her pinned.

It worked! Dear sweet lord in heaven it worked. You could only botch flying at someone so badly and Shinji thought his half-cocked plan may end in a humiliating crash into the mat but Shinji managed to collide with Aoi and it even almost looked like a real wrestling move. He made a mental note to ask for a video of the move after the match. His dress probably flowed elegantly in the wind.

But that was another matter for another time. Shinji seized Aoi's arm. He wanted to find some expert submission maneuver to sap Aoi's strength. He made a grabbed the arm and blinked. He had no idea what he was doing and still riding the high of adrenaline that came with the flying pretty boy. He twisted it a bit, but he really didn't know if it would hurt that much.

Aoi was underneath Shinji when he grabbed her arm. She wasn't sure what he was going to do to her, but soon she found her arm... being twisted. It was uncomfortable and she grunted but, she was more confused than anything. "What are you doing, Shinji-kun? You're on top of me and you want to play with my arm?"

Aoi pouted. "Don't you like the rest of Nee-chan?" She asked and then raised one of her knees, to try and split Shinji's legs and force part of her thigh hard against his jewels.

Shinji looked at Aoi and then looked away. He was at least trying to be a wrestler. It was ineffective and weak sure, but he was trying. All his move earned him was more teasing from Aoi. And then she split his scrawny thighs with her leg and he knew he might face a sharp knee to his balls. He only had a little bit before that was coming he so he felt the need to do something drastic.

"Shut up!" Shinji bent down and gave Aoi a big sloppy kiss to shut her up. One roving hand reached down in an attempt to play with Aoi's pussy over her bikini bottoms and the other tried to pin one of her arms above her head. Aoi had been using him like she was the most sadistic of libertines- he wanted to get some of his own offense in.

Aoi's eyes widened in the kiss, not expecting Shinji to be so forceful. A soft moan escaped her as their tongues clashed again Aoi felt Shinji's hand try and pin one of her wrsist down.

Aoi was fine with letting Shinji have his way for now until she felt a hand brush aainst he covered sex. Her eyes widened and she instantly flung her free hand up to try and sock Shinji in the side of the head and daze him enough so she could shove him off.

It felt so nice. Shinji's tongue was locked with Aoi's. She wasn't teasing him or molesting him and the crossdresser thought his opponent was really getting into it. The stifled moan confirmed it and Shinji began smiling even as he kissed her. But, like Firefly and Vault, all good things must come to an end. A sharp blow came in to the side of his head.

Shinji withdrew a little bit and then tried to go back to kissing Aoi. It was a little less passionate and a little bit angrier. Shinji's fist tightened aroudn the arm that he had pinned down.