Daisuke Takeuchi vs. Valley Doll - Checkmate

In a small way - a really small way - Valley felt sorry for Daisuke. For all his bluster, he was a good competitor, and if his sister was as talented as he was, it was easy to see how she’d manage to hold the Tension World Title. He was a good all-rounder sort of wrestler - nothing too phenomenal, but in good shape all over, with a great understanding of the sport. She could tell he wasn’t just some guy who’d walked in off the street to tussle about with hot women. The man had talent.

But he was arrogant and talked too much and he was kind of a jerk on top of everything, so she had little qualms about what was coming next. He’d put up a great fight, had her close more times than she liked to think, but now she was bringing it all to an end.

Cheerleading had given Valley great flexibility back in the day, and it was part of the reason she’d chosen the grapevine for a submission way back when - she had could go into a full split and had the strength to hold it, keeping her opponent in a pained position. Daisuke held on better than most, but once she locked the breast smother in, there was never really any question on the way things would go from there.

He tapped out. The bell rang. The crowd went wild...for the most part. There were still a few Tension holdouts, not wanting to see a Friction girl come over and disrespect their turf, but she tuned them out. This was her win, nobody could take it from her.

She untangled her legs from Daisuke and eased up on the smother right away, knowing she’d be getting enough teasing from Hailey tonight without holding the silly thing. From there, she rolled off her back, kicked up her legs and rose to her feet in a single fluid motion, standing just above Daisuke with a slim smile over her face.

She extended her hand and bent down his way, offering to help him back up. ”Good match.”

Somehow the wrestling prince knew this was coming but not in a manner in which it did happen. He knew Valley Doll was the better wrestler, she was a seasoned veteran in the ring but he chose to challenge that, he chose to challenge her and prove that be it Friction or Tension, he would be the best of the best. It was an uphill task and there were many competitors that were superior in terms of wrestling skill but the wrestling prince still sought to pursue his journey to the best.

And so it did......

Daisuke succumbed to the lovely legs of his opponent, which stretched his own legs far beyond what Daisuke could bear. The breast smother was the final nail in the coffin, Daisuke was exhausted and pretty sweat. His moans were muffled by Valley's perky and impressive breasts as she cut off his breath while continuing to test the flexibility of his legs. Daisuke struggled as best as he could but it was too much and soon, the wrestling prince submitted and it was over.

She rose off him triumphantly, getting back up on her feet in an acrobatic motion. The wrestling prince was down on his leg, breathing heavily as he looked up at Valley. It took a moment for him to catch his breath as Valley loomed over him with a beautiful smile on her face, offering him her hand.

Daisuke nodded as his hand slowly rose up off the mat and grabbed Valley's hand as he was pulled up on his feet. Panting, the wrestling prince looked at her chest then into her eyes, "*huff*huff* wasn't....expecting that" he said to her.

Although he had to admit it, "Valley, the better wrestler won today. I'll admit it..." he continued. "Fow now at least...you and me, this isn't over until I beat the best" he said raising her arm in victory.

As Daisuke rose up as a proud man and rose her hand to the sky, Valley leveled a queer look his way. She’d come across many men in her time as a wrestler, seen some strange ones, and...well, Daisuke wasn’t the oddest she’d ever met, but he ranked high. Top Ten, at least.

She would’ve expected him to rage at his lose, getting beaten by a visiting wrestler on his home turf. That was certainly the view of a significant chunk of the audience, throwing boos and hisses at the Friction wrestler who’d dared to pull out a win from their homegrown talent. He could’ve ridden that train all the way out, and she wouldn’t have blamed him.

He didn’t. Instead, he showed the color of a true sportsman. Whatever silliness this had all started out as, she had to respect that much.

”Thanks, Daisuke.” She nodded his way after she took his hand back. ”This was fun, we’ll do it again, sometime. Maybe even sooner than you think.” She threw him a sly wink as she turned away and began to leave. ”But next time, I expect a harder match.”

She threw those words out and made her way through the ropes, chuckling as she went. Tension was a bit more of an interesting place than she’d first thought, and she was strongly considering making this a much more regular thing.

Winner by submission: Valley Doll