LEAGUE: Felicia Espinoza vs Sean Ishimi

League match
conditions for victory: pin or submission (bonus point for getting hentai with your opponent first)

Felicia stretched on the mat as she waited for her opponent. She had been working out as she had waited, and her skin had now picked up a fine sheet of sweat that was dampening her white bikini slightly. She knew that this might be a bit of a turn on for her opponent, but if that distracted him, well...all the better for her.

She smiled as she anticipated the match, wondering what her opponent would be like. Whoever he was, she'd have a few surprises in store for him...

Sean approached the doors leading to the gym and paused for a moment. Title match series. There was a list of them. Guys versus girls. Should be fairly easy. All singles match. Though, he may have a bit of a challenge, he thought for a moment seeing what would happen next. Would he win the match, or would he instantly be eliminated? It depends on what happens from here. All the decisions he makes for himself will reflect the final outcome of this first match. Hopefully, he would make a big impact to the division. He didn't know.

He saw someone in there working out. He saw how intimidating she appeared charisma wise. Very gorgeous. He had to keep his mind clear for now. Hopefully, this won't be too much of a distraction for him. At the same time, he was quite the looker himself. despite hiding his build with loose fitted clothing, he seemed to be quite the jaw dropper. Handsome lion like features, red hair, charming smile, quiet. Though this wasn't about good looks, it was about a championship.

He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. 'Here we go.' he thought before opening the doors entering the gym. He studied the location for a moment seeing what was there. There was a lot of things nearby that could be used, but it depends on the rules of this match. For now, he would focus on his skills. There wasn't much else to do. His eyes shifted to Felicia for a moment studying her to see if there were any subtle hints to her weaknesses or perhaps what could be useful in his favor. For now, it was about his pure strength and power. He twisted his back and craned his neck popping the vertabre for more movement before stretching his body.

Felicia suppressed a girlish giggle as she looked at Sean. "My, aren't you a big boy?" she said. He certainly was more than a little on the handsome side...

"I suppose you're my opponent, then?" the Portuguese girl asked.

He walked in hearing the Portuguese girl speak to him as if either complimenting him or teasing him. He didn't really say much. Usually very shy when it came down to it, but would speak when necessary. He nodded his head to her in response to her question. He eyed her cautiously wondering what she would try to pull on him. Though first thing he did was move to the center of the room extending his hands out before the girl to acknowledge a test of strength, eyeing her cautiously. She may not look like much, but he was curious to see if she was stronger than she looked once the signal was made.

Felicia simply smiled at Sean, seeing him motioning for a lockup. She reciprocated, raising her arms and moving forwards...only to suddenly bursting forwards, aiming to leap forwards, legs-first, and lock her legs around Sean's head to execute a hurricana.

Sean was a little surprised with the burst of energy she had while moving in. Caught in the hurricanrana, he was tossed over like a rag doll to the ground and flopped for a second from the surprise attack a little stunned. The attack seemed effective, however, he slowly moved back up after taking a moment to regain his posture from the attack looking to her again. Although, based on the effectiveness of the attack, it would be a little bit before he rose back up. After all, it was a hefty blow on his end.

Felicia stood over her downed opponent and smiled. "Hi! I'm Felicia. Sorry about that, I just thought I'd start the match in style."

With that, she suddenly dropped down, aiming to sit down on the back of Sean's neck and trap him in a neck scissor, while at the same time grabbing his wrists and pulling back on his arms.

As Sean was about to get up, he felt Felicia's weight sit on his neck and his arms being tugged from behind him. He groaned for a moment squirming to escape from the hold and shifted his head from left to right trying to see her. His warm breaths dancing on her thighs while at the same time, his hair possibly grinding against her womanhood from shifting his head. At least as much that the hold could allow.

He used his strength focusing on his legs to slowly get up again while Felicia was still working on the submission hold. Though the hold was wearing him a bit, he tried to keep his mind focused. Once he was on his feet shifting his head from side to side getting the pain off of his mind, he gritted his teeth and attempted to break his wrists free from her grasp. If successful, then Sean would focus his attention on Felicia's legs, grasping the ankles and attempt to separate them from his neck moving in for the Alabama Slam (Which was known as the Fly Swatter Spine Buster).

As Andy slowly and inexorably got to his feet, Felicia, seeing that he was ready to power out of her hold, neatly removed her head scissors and back-flipped off of him. Landing on her feet behind Andy, she threw a kick up at him, hoping to keep wearing him down.

(Whose Andy? lol. Also, has she removed her submission hold altogether on him?)