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Ninja Gaiden Koibito	By : Tycho Category: +A through F > Dead or Alive Views: 202668 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Encounter 4: Tina

“I’m sorry Mr. Hayabusa, but there won’t be another airship leaving for Vigoor until sometime next week.” The airbase clerk’s voice was high pitched and winy, doing nothing to soften the blow of the news.
“What is the problem?” Ryu demanded.
“A V.I.P. from America is staying in town, and she has paid a handsome sum to keep the airship at her disposal, and she isn’t planning to leave until next week. And then you have to add the turnaround time for the airship to return here and be refueled for the long journey into Vigoor…” The clerk trailed off and adjusted his glasses.
“You said ‘her.’ Do you mean Helena Douglas?” Ryu asked. How could Helena have not told him of this? But the clerk frowned, confused.
“Who? No, no. Tina Armstrong, the professional wrestling star.” The clerk turned to shuffle some papers on the reception desk. “She’s staying in the Danube Hotel for the weekend…Oh, dear. I really shouldn’t have said that…” The clerk turned back, but Ryu was gone.
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Ryu vaulted up onto the balcony of the decadent Danube Hotel’s Presidential Suite. He was beginning to lose his patience, so he simply kicked in the French doors and stormed into the room. A golden-haired woman sat in a leather covered armchair, painting her toe nails. She wore a huge mink coat at least two sizes larger than necessary. Ryu found himself faltering, as this was not what he expected a professional wrestling star to be wearing.
“Are you Tina Armstrong?” Ryu asked.
“Yes, and just who do you think you are, breaking into my room wearing that getup? You think you’re some kind of ninja or what?” Tina stood and walked toward Ryu, and before he could say anything, he found himself laid out on the floor, gasping for breath. Ryu then felt something grab his feet, the room began to blur, and he was sent flying through the air into a sturdy wall. Ryu fell to the ground, dazed. He heard Tina’s slipper covered footsteps coming towards him, so he leapt to his feet and assumed a guard stance.
Tina threw a punch with her right, but this time Ryu was prepared. He caught her fist smartly in his right hand, but was shocked by the force of the blow. Tina kept pushing, forcing Ryu’s back against the wall. Tina began growling; really putting her back into it, and Ryu felt his arm beginning to weaken. He had to end this. Ryu closed his eyes, and focused his chi into his right arm. The weakening feeling left immediately and he sent Tina stumbling backward. Ryu settled his footing and prepared for another attack, but Tina just stood, staring at him, her lavish mink coat still somehow unruffled.
“Well, maybe you really are a ninja after all. What was it you wanted?” Tina turned and sat back down in her chair and resumed her nail painting. Ryu was flabbergasted at her nonchalant attitude. Who was this woman?
“I am Ryu Hayabusa of the Dragon Lineage. I need to take the airship you have under your beckon call. It is a matter of vengeance regarding the massacre of my village by the forces of Vigoor.” Ryu’s voice betrayed none of the rage the memories brought up in him.
“Is there any reason why I should care?” Tina asked, deadpan. She moved from her left foot to her right, never ceasing her nail painting.
“None. But perhaps you can see the righteousness of my cause.”
Tina paused, and looked up, gazing thoughtfully at Ryu.
“You really mean that, don’t you? You’re on the up and up.” It was then that Ryu noticed she had blue eyes. Ryu assumed he would see nothing but callousness, but he could have sworn he could see the awakening of a naïve little girl, long buried under years of cynicism brought about by one disappointment after another.
“I do, and I am. Please, Ms. Armstrong. Help me.” Ryu’s voice contained a hint of desperation and he silently berated himself for it.
Just as it had appeared, the innocent look in Tina’s eyes disappeared. She leaned back and folded her arms.
“Tell you what; I’ll make it the prize to a challenge. If you defeat me, then the airship is yours. If not, you find another one.” Tina lifted an eyebrow.
Ryu sighed and reassumed his fighting stance. “Very well."
Tina smiled and stood. “Excellent. Ok, now for the rules. That ninja suit of yours will not work at all. Go into that room over there and remove it. There will be a more appropriate outfit in there, and I will explain the rest of the rules.”
Ryu, uncomfortable with the idea of leaving his gear, walked reluctantly through the door Tina indicated which she then closed behind him. It was virtually pitch dark inside. Ryu undressed quickly and looked about for the right fighting suit, barely able to see his own hand in front of his face. Suddenly the door opened and Tina strode in, flipping on a light switch and blinding Ryu for a moment.
Ryu resisted the urge to cover himself, refusing to show any weakness in front of his opponent. “Ms. Armstrong, I have not yet found the attire that you had…” Ryu’s gaze swept across the room and stopped on the large circular bed in the room’s center. It was covered with pillows of all shapes and sizes and looked to be the most comfortable bed in the world.
“Actually, Mr. Hayabusa, you are wearing the perfect ‘suit’ for our battle.” Tina seemed to suppress a grin.
Ryu had heard of the ancient wrestling competitions of Greece and knew they were fought in the nude, but he had been unaware that the Americans still practiced this tradition. Tina pointed toward the enormous round bed.
“That will be our arena. Leaving the boundaries of the arena before the challenge has ended will result in losing. Understood?” Tina looked expectantly at him. Ryu assumed the pillows would insure that neither of them was seriously injured during the fight.
“What is the goal? First to admit defeat, lose consciousness, or will we keep a tally of successful strikes?” Ryu asked as he began to warm up with a stretching routine. He was unaccustomed to the way his genitals hung free, swinging about; it made him feel very vulnerable. When Tina did not answer for several moments, Ryu looked up and found her gazing intently at him, a glimmer in her eye. “Ms. Armstrong?” Ryu prodded. Tina seemed to snap out of it, and smiled at Ryu.
“No, it’s actually something else entirely.” Tina reached to unfasten her mink coat. “The first one to bring his or her opponent to orgasm will be declared the winner.” And with that the mink fur fell away and Tina Armstrong was laid bare before Ryu.
Ryu had opened his mouth to protest her “contest,” but could not find his voice. The oversized mink coat had completely disguised Tina’s figure. Ryu noted that the blond vixen’s strength was certainly confirmed by the musculature of her upper body. Her arms, while still feminine, bulged as she tossed her coat over a chair. Whereas Christie had a sinewy strength, Tina’s was brute force.
But all that paled in comparison to her most feminine features. Tina Armstrong had the fullest, most divinely sculpted breasts Ryu had ever seen. They lay in a way that assured him of their natural quality, but they defied comparison.
Her washboard stomach, her muscular buttocks, her powerful legs, they all spoke of intense weight training. Ryu’s hormones concurred, but he barely gave his sudden rock-solid erection any notice.
“Well, Ryu Hayabusa, let the games begin!” Tina lurched toward Ryu, her breasts bouncing in such a hypnotic way that Ryu didn’t react fast enough to defend himself. Tina ducked down and tackled Ryu, knocking the wind out of him, flinging him onto her shoulder as she rushed towards the bed. Ryu was slammed down on the luxurious comforter. Ryu gasped for breath, trying to get his bearings. Suddenly he felt an extraordinary sensation in his groin. He glanced down and saw that Tina had his raging hard-on between her enormous breasts and was mashing them together with her hands, running them up and down over his bulging shaft.
It took a moment before Ryu remembered what they were doing and realized the danger he was in. She was sending him to new heights of bliss, but she was receiving no stimulation in response. She was winning.
“No!” Ryu barked. He lifted his knees and caught Tina underneath her arms and lifted her bosom off of him, trying to suppress the sense of loss he felt. He reached out and grabbed underneath her arms where his knees were supporting her and dragged Tina up to lay on him face to face.
“Oh no, you don’t!” Tina declared as her hand slipped down and began pumping Ryu’s member frantically. Tina’s breasts mashed against Ryu’s chest and he allowed himself a moment to savor the sensation. To counter Tina’s new assault, Ryu slipped a hand past hers and drove three of his fingers into her slit and circled the nub of her clit with his thumb.
“Ahhh! You…you call yourself a man? Is that—oooh!-- the best you can—ugh—do?” Tina scoffed, throttling his rod furiously.
“Nnngh! I haven’t started yet!” Ryu shot back. He wasn’t normally one to boast, but he was really getting into this struggle. Ryu slid down and started sucking on her nipples, groping her breasts with his free hand. Tina bent her head down close to Ryu’s ear, her voice low and husky.
“Ohhh, yeah! Mmm! You really are good at that. Your mother was a very lucky girl, to have someone like you suckle at her tit!” Ryu felt Tina’s tongue snake into his ear. He did not take her comment personally, but found it oddly arousing in a way. Tina’s thumb began to circle the tip of Ryu’s member, and he realized he was losing ground. It was time to take this battle to the next level.
Ryu moved both his hands down to his crotch and pried Tina’s hand from his cock. Trying to distract him, Tina’s lips descended on his, her tongue sweeping past his lips and ravaging his mouth. Ryu countered with his own tongue, sending it to wrestle with hers, and he tried to ignore the impassioned moans she was voicing into his own mouth. Quickly he grabbed her upper thighs and spread her legs, then swiftly positioned himself and pushed his shaft into her slit. Ryu started bucking up into her and grabbed her tight butt with both hands and kneaded her cheeks. Ryu felt sweat beginning to bead on his brow, but dared not wipe it away.
Tina broke their kiss, a string on saliva stretching between their tongues. “Oh, I was waiting for this part. That wasn’t a good idea, you know. Get a load of this!”
Tina sat up, pulling her breasts off of Ryu’s chest and bending his cock forward just enough to force a breathy grunt from him. She ran her hands down Ryu’s chest and stomach toward their joining, and then slid them up her own stomach. Her hands cupped her own breasts and she arched her back, emphasizing her bountiful bosom as she groped herself. The sight was mesmerizing, but Ryu believed he still had the upper hand. Tina’s hands finally left her breasts and she ran her fingers through her golden locks, taking a deep breath.
And then she made her move.
Tina placed both her palms on Ryu’s stomach, and then brought her legs up so that her feet were resting to either side of Ryu’s chest. Tina then leaned forward slightly, supporting herself on her palms, and stretched her legs out to either side of her, spreading them wide and lifting them high into the air, assuming what Ryu recognized as a move he’d seen gymnasts use. Then she started raising and lowering herself onto Ryu using nothing but the strength of her arms. Ryu tensed his abs to keep from having the air knocked out of him and admired the knotted musculature of Tina’s arms in an effort to distract himself from the smooth friction enveloping his shaft.
“Impressed?” Tina asked through a sweaty smirk. Ryu could only grunt, so hard was he concentrating to dissipate the mounting pressure in his loins. He slowly began to realize that his time was growing short. He had to do something soon. Ryu reached out and ran his hands over Tina’s outstretched thighs, marveling at their strength, more to distract himself than stimulate Tina. He then slid his hands up to her mounds, and massaged the beautifully shaped orbs, trying to think of something, anything. As he flicked his thumbs over her nipples, Ryu noticed Tina’s breath quicken. That wasn’t enough, but it was a start.
Leaving his left hand to knead her breast, Ryu ran his right hand down between her rippling arms, and down between her hands that lay just above his crotch, supporting her entire weight. His hand reached the junction of their intimacy and found the small nub of her clit once again. He began to rub it zealously. Tina’s breath quickly became ragged and her sweating more profuse.
“You think…Ahhh…that’s going to…ungh…save you now? It – oh, ahhh – It’ll take a lot more than tha--Oh, god!” Tina’s eyes began to flutter closed, and Ryu felt a sense of approaching victory swell inside him. Then Tina began riding him faster and harder and suddenly Ryu felt something else approaching, and something else beginning to swell. She was close but so was he. He had to act now.
Ryu removed his left hand from Tina’s breast and sent it to join his right hand between Tina’s arms at Ryu’s crotch. Then Ryu swiped his arms out, knocking Tina’s hands off of his abs, and she plopped back down on Ryu, hard. While she was still startled, Ryu rolled Tina onto her back, overcoming her resistance, and pinned her arms to the bed on either side of her head. Digging his feet into the mattress and flexing his powerful legs, Ryu began rutting in earnest, hammering his shaft into his voluptuous adversary. Sweat ran freely down Ryu’s body, his thrusts so powerful that beads of his perspiration were flung onto Tina’s chest, her breasts already glistening from her own exertions.
Tina brought her sturdy legs up and wrapped them around Ryu’s tense butt, ramming him into her vigorously with every thrust. Struggling madly, her breasts jiggling wildly in Ryu’s face, Tina freed her arms. She reached up and wrapped them over Ryu’s shoulders, gripping her left wrist in her right fist, and then pulled herself up against him, pressing her vital body fast against Ryu’s muscular form. Ryu was left holding himself up on his knees and outstretched arms with Tina lifted completely off the bed, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him as his hips thrust persistently.
Again, Ryu found Tina’s lips next to his ear. Her breathing was a shambles; ragged gasps as her lungs tried to keep up with her body’s demands. Ryu realized that he was in the same state; he was struggling. It was for this reason that Ryu wasn’t certain when he felt the tell-tale contractions in Tina’s sheath. What confirmed it was Tina’s renewed assault, physical and mental.
“Oh, that’s right! Uh-huh! Yeah! Come on, Big Boy, drive it home. Yes, oh yes! Give me all of it! Come on! Drive that big, thick sword of yours into me! Take me! Do it! TAKE ME!” Tina’s voice came low, slick and sultry. Ryu had to block it out, lest the building pressure in his groin win and cause him to lose.
“Pound it into me! Yeah! Give me what I need! Oooh, yes! GOD! UNGH! HARDER!!! AHHHH!!! HARDER!!!” Tina pressed in tighter, her legs pushing him deeper still. Her breasts pressed hard against Ryu’s chest, sliding over his sweat covered pecks. Ryu was losing it, and the only chance he had was to go for it.
Ryu pounded into her unrelentingly, drawing on every last bit of his strength. Tina screamed at the top of her lungs, all manner of erotic obscenities issuing from her lips. Ryu’s eyes lost focus, and then his testicles started to clench. Tina’s tunnel clamped down on his rod, and he came. Some part of Ryu’s mind knew he should feel despair at his defeat, but it was an insignificant voice drowned in a sea of ecstasy. It was only an ingrained reflex that internalized his climax. Ryu slammed one last time deep into Tina, let out a long, full groan, and shuddered. His arms turned to jelly and everything became a bright swirl of light.
The world started to come back into focus, and Ryu realized he must have lost consciousness for a moment. Tina was still beneath him and his chest was still cushioned on her gorgeous breasts, his slowly softening cock still cradled by her tunnel. After a moment, Tina’s eyes blinked open and he found himself staring into those azure spheres. They were both still breathing heavily. When he could, Ryu cleared his throat to speak. Better to accept defeat with grace.
“Ms. Armstrong…” He began, but Tina placed a finger over his lips, silencing them.
“Tina.” She insisted.
“Tina. Battling with you was…truly a pleasure. I find no shame in losing to you.” Ryu closed his eyes solemnly for a moment. He felt Tina trembling beneath him and he opened his eyes again to find her suppressing laughter.
Tina reached up slowly and ran her fingers through Ryu’s brown hair. “I think we’ll call this one a tie. The airship is yours. It still won’t be refueled for several more hours, though.”
Relief flooded through Ryu, and with it his accumulated exhaustion. “Thank you, Tina.” Ryu raised his upper body shakily off of her, his arms protesting painfully. He noticed that they were both completely drenched in sweat.
“Perhaps we should clean up.” Ryu suggested, his arms growing weaker by the second.
“Yeah, maybe we should. This bed is just so uncomfortable anyway.” Tina made no move to leave. She just looked up at Ryu.
“In gratitude for you granting me the reward for a tie, I will offer my protection for the next few hours.” Ryu’s elbows gave out and he lay back down on Tina’s chest, savoring the feeling of her breasts pressing into his chest once again.
“I would appreciate that.” Tina’s eyes blinked several times and then shut. She yawned, exhausted. Ryu found himself drifting off as well. Before he fell asleep, their naked bodies pressed together, mountains of pillows surrounding them, Tina’s voice whispered into his ear.
“Whenever you want a rematch, I’ll be waiting.”
Ryu smiled and fell asleep. He had wonderful dreams.
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Writer Commentary
Ryu's quest seems to have hit another snag. He has the papers to reach his destination, but some big American celebrity has the only available transportation all tied up. And so our hero meets Tina Armstrong.
This was the chapter I was most excited about once I had started writing. When playing DOA3, Tina impressed me as the most well endowed of the DOA girls. This quickly became a central character feature, and an excuse to describe the wonders of the female form in copious detail. The main theme of this encounter was the idea of competitive sex, all out and no holds barred. This is not the tender but energetic love making with Ayane, not the play acting with Helena, and not even the professional sexual exhibition with Christie. I wanted Ryu and Tina's sex scene to be, for lack of a better word, brutal. Not truly violent, but as wild as possible. Tina knows the effect her breasts have on Ryu, and uses them shamelessly, groping herself and talking dirty in an attempt to defeat Ryu.
The sex is not sentimental nor is it tender. The scene plays to the most aggressive sexual urges. Tina gives as good as she gets, and then some. If anyone is keeping a tally of the sexual "power" of each woman in the Koibito series, it is important to note that Tina exhausts Ryu's body in just one round. His internal orgasm notwithstanding, of course. That's something else entirely, but his orgasm here is so powerful he literally blacks out.
My favorite imagery from the scene is Ryu on his hands and knees, thrusting into Tina who has wrapped her arms and legs around him. Tina is completely off the bed, and Ryu is bearing her full weight. It's nothing but testosterone-filled power sex wish-fulfillment, but it can scratch a very specific itch. For me, that was the moment I fell in love with this chapter. Outside of the Kasumi and Ayane chapters, this is my personal favorite.
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Encounter 4: Tina