Davis Kusagi vs. Dulsa

Davis had just finished another workout. He had been in Sex Wars for awhile, but didn't have many official matches lately outside of sparring. Mostly, he just observed the others and sparred with a couple people. Nonetheless, he continued to work out hard, making sure to keep in shape since you never know when a challenge could come.

"Well..." Davis said, checking his watch. "That's another 15 minutes. So far I've spent 45 minutes in here. Time to pack it up". Davis said. A little tired and exhausted from the workout.

Dulsa walked into the gym wearing a black sports bra and a pair of short black gym shorts. a temporary new look for her only for the purpose of working out at the gym.

As Dulsa strolled in she overheard a masculine voice. She then dropped her bags and hid around the corner to spy on the person.

"A Male..." She whispered to herself before stepping out to challange him.

"You! Yes You! I challange you to a Hentai match! Do you accept!?" Dulsa yelled out suddenly from across the Gym.

"Uh?" Davis said. He looked across at the girl who yelled out across from him. "A...WHAT?" he shouted out back, not compeltely hearing her question.

"A HENTAI MATCH!!!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs before storming down to Davis.

"You wanna fight me or what!? I won't blame you if dont want to. I'll leave you a Dead Cum Covered Mess by the end of the day." said Dulsa getting face to face with Davis to the point where their noses almost touched.

"So what is it gonna be!?"

Davis dropped his workout towel, trying holding back...well anything. He didn't know if it was a smile or laughter, but this girl was incredibly intense and for in his opinion, no reason.

"Yeah...sure. I accept." Davis said, noticing the girl's nose touching his almost directly.

"Good..." She whispered before stepping back a few steps, she streched her arms and legs out a bit before getting into her fighting stance. Dulsa thought davis was a pushover at best and didnt look all that tough. she figured she'd have some fun with him while she could.

"Go ahead... Make the first move!" She challenged to him.

Davis was extremely tired from his tough workout and wasn't really in the best shape for a match, especially with someone as well-prepared as Dulsa, but you had to get used to that kind of thing.

"You got it..." he said as he charged at Dulsa, looking to try and take her down legs first.

Dulsa could only giggle as Davis charged towards her, his movements were somewhat slow. She knew she caught him at the best time to fight.

As Davis got close to Dulsa; Dulsa lunged foreward and grabbed Davis's wrists, pulling his arms over his head before stepping up close to him. Her breasts now mashed up against his own chest.

"Maybe you should have waited till you were 100% She whispered to him before trying to sweep his leg from under him.

Davis could only grunt and grit his teeth back at her as he felt her chest push against his. "Well maybe you shouldn't pick up people when they're not ready..." he said, struggling with her.

Suddenly, Dulsa swept him down, his head hitting the mat with a thud.

"Maybe you shouldnt talk so much..." Taunted Dulsa with a laugh as she went down on her knees before pulling Davis up by the hair and trusting his face between her breasts.

"I like you... You seem interesting..." She said mildly as she roughly kept Davis's head between her breasts.