Vertigo (for Ducky)

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Journalists lived for these moments. Kimberly never wanted to put someone so on the spot that they utterly failed in the moment, but she knew when she had hit a chord with her questions. El Rey seemed like the type to handle what she had posed to him, but she definitely saw the redness, the pause, the shake of the head. Perhaps he had never thought about the question, or perhaps he had never believed someone would bring it up in a formal interview. Kimberly put one notch in beside her coming nomination for sports journalist of the year as she watched him, almost having to hide a fanged smile that threatened to form. Plus, the stewing made for a cute moment, both for her and the cameras.

But he did recover. And Kimberly had indeed watched that match, and her silent, knowing smile and nod assured him that she had watched it. She might have watched it... thoroughly, admittedly. Two attractive wrestlers, and one of them had gotten spanked, smothered, and who knew what had happened when he held her aloft with her head in his trunks. Kimberly blinked. Admittedly, she had best not think about that while she conducted the interview - she got a little hot under the leotard just from the passing recollection. She also had to resist the urge to look down at his lap.

Regaining her focus paid off - he answered well. Extremely well given the circumstances. Kimberly, impressed, nodded along, wrote down a couple of notes, some of the comments he had shared about Ember. With that done, she perked back up, ready with her next question. "You mentioned Ember's tactics, and certainly these are tactics often used by many of the League's female competitors. Would you say that those types of moves - smothers, sensual submissions - are what typically give women their advantages in the ring over men? If so, is this why you choose to employ them? Do you... enter a match planning that strategy, or do you only rely on them when the situation calls for it?"

[ADarlingDucky]

In the span of just about one question, El Rey had gone from confident that he could answer any question tossed his way to unsure on what Kimberly was going to bring up next, as she had quickly veered to the more lewd aspects of his career, especially mentioning his match with Ember! Still, the masked man would be damned if he was going to be given a hard time with an interview of all things, regardless of what topics this incredibly attractive reporter decided to bring up to him, and so he would give his best answer! Responding to Kimberly, she looked a bit distracted as she wrote down notes about his answer, but El Rey felt satisfied that he had given her something that would be satisfactory when it came to the topic!

Once more Kimberly would take a moment to absorb the response, nodding slightly before she would look up from her notes, having finished writing down what she needed to about his response, before beginning her next question! And this one was a bit easier on his mind! Talking specifics was always a bit embarrassing, especially because he never knew if Ember would end up seeing this interview, but a broader question about smother tactics and why/how he uses them should be a bit easier to answer!

"Ah, an interesting idea! Personally, I'd say there are some men who definitely would fall victims to moves like that, no question. But at the same time, there are some who wouldn't! So I wouldn't say that it's a reliable advantage! In truth, women end up in LAW because they're skilled, and that skill can be expressed in many ways! That's not to say that you're incorrect, not at all! I use such moves myself both because of what you said, in a way to sort of level the playing field, but also, just because that's the way I tend to wrestle! They're crowd pleasers, they can certainly throw off an opponent, and given that I have a... uh... 'larger' than average behind for a man, they can be quite effective! So they end up becoming something I'll do when I can, not that I plan for it ahead of time!" El Rey concluded with a smile, and for a brief moment, fighting off thoughts of how effective a smother might be on a gal like Kimberly...

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He had these political answers nailed. Kimberly didn't expect this line of questioning to burn his bottom quite as much as the last one, but nonetheless, he maneuvered his way through it with outright skill. Complimentary of women outside of their ability to rely on more sexual moves - Kimberly had been curious to see if he said anything about that - and a description of his own assets. Yeah, Kimberly had noticed. Most guys tended to be a little flatter in the lower half, all muscles from the shoulders down and then a twig or a series of straight lines from the hips down. That El Rey was not admittedly intrigued her, and she momentarily glanced down at his lap, chewed the end of her pen.

But she snapped back to attention without issue once he wrapped up his comments. Fortunately, he had given her the perfect opportunity to weave her plans for demonstrations into the interview, and Kimberly thought this was a good time to get him out of the chair and onto the mats to continue the interview. Her eyes almost twinkled at her own little journalistic scheme, and she gestured at the mats beside them. "Great answers. Obviously, I came today expecting to hit the mats," she began, glancing at the camera and popping up just enough for the soon-to-be-viewing fans to understand what was happening. To get their attention. "I was hoping we could walk through a few of your in-ring tactics to help the viewers understand what goes through your mind in different match scenarios."

Given she had already asked him, she barely gave him enough time to answer before she laid aside her notes and stepped over to the mats. She gave a quick check to another camera perched there, against the wall. On and rolling. She gave him a thumbs-up away from the sight of the lens to tell him all was good, and the professional quickly returned as she stepped to the middle of the mats, fingers tented in front of her stomach. "So let's start simple. You've just started your match with a roughly hundred-and-twenty-five-pound opponent." That was clearly a fib - Kimberly knew she weighed closer to a hundred and fifty pounds than a hundred and twenty. The pain of maintaining curves for Instagram. "How do you open the match? What's your first approach to taking the advantage?"

She fell into a mock of a proper fighting stance, letting him know she was ready.

[ADarlingDucky]

El Rey was certainly a more lewd-focused wrestler, and had no problems with himself and his opponents getting physical together in the ring, but for some reason having a camera pointed at himself and a very attractive reporter question him about some things made him more nervous than the wrestling itself! Still, despite worries that he would come off poorly given the subject matter, he felt like his answers would provide satisfactory, both to himself and to the people watching, as Kimberly finished taking her notes! He had missed her glance downwards towards his lap, but once he had finished his answer, she'd suddenly stand up, and as she began to explain that she'd come to hit the mats, he'd get the hint and stand up as well, moving his chair to the side!

"Of course! A woman who wants to hit the mats is one after my own heart!" El Rey joked, hoping he had at least endeared himself enough for it to come off that way, before he'd turn back around, Kimberly explaining for the camera her plan to go through some of his in-ring tactics! El Rey would take a moment to stretch just a tad, before Kimberly would eventually turn to him, beginning with a pretty simple scenario! How he'd start the match against someone like her, and once she got down into a ready stance, El Rey would give a light smirk, thinking of what to do, before responding!

"Alright! So, I'm in the ring with my fearsome opponent, and while some women like to rush me, or go for some unorthodox tactics to throw me off, she seems to be waiting on me to act! I'd say the most usual way to begin a match would be to step forwards and grab her hands, looking for something like a test of strength." El Rey said, shifting forwards and reaching out to grab hold of Kimberly's hands in his own, holding them tightly to show how he'd lock up with her! Only, that would have been a bit too tame! "But, since she's smaller than me, I could always..." El Rey trailed off, before suddenly, he'd switch his grip!

His hand would reach out and grasp hold of the interviewer's wrist, before yanking her close and ducking down just a tad, swinging her arm over his shoulders! His other hand would snake between her legs and grasp the back of her thigh, and with one mighty tug, he'd pull her onto his upper body and straighten up, aiming to quite literally sweep her off her feet and into a firemen's carry!

"...Go for something like this! See what I mean?" El Rey asked, holding Kimberly aloft with his hands firmly holding her wrist and grabbing the back of her thigh to keep her from falling off his shoulders! "And from here, there's any manner of things I could do! But we'll hold on those until you're ready!" He said with a smile, though he'd notably continue holding Kimberly up, showing his strength as he had quite the easy time keeping her held aloft!

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Now that was a made-for-TV line. She would have to go back and give that a little more audio when she made the edits, since she was already worried that the mics wouldn't pick up all of the audio during the wrestling demonstration. Kimberly didn't know if El Rey had any real desires to do more publicity work for the League, but she couldn't fathom that he would be anything less than good at it. Another notch in his belt, as far as her opinion of him was concerned, and she gave him a subtle half-smile of praise that the cameras wouldn't be able to see, telling him to keep up the good work.

He certainly did. It took a journalist with her professional edge a lot of effort to let someone else take the lead, but she stood, wriggling back and forth on her feet like an impatient schoolgirl, while he spoke and she nodded along. Like they had begun a dance, she followed his lead - the wrestling part she could certainly allow him to lead - so that their hands clasped for a mock test of strength. Big hands on him... Jesus. Kimberly glanced at them dwarfing hers, and she was no small woman in the slightest.

She was already prepared for him to change the exchange up on her when he said "but." Nonetheless, his grasping her wrist surprised her, and she had only barely recovered from that surprise when he took her by the thigh and started hauling her up, leaving her vision of the room at an angle and her squirming at the sudden loss of all grasp of gravity. She even let out an entirely unprofessional, high-pitched "Oooooo!" like a woman about to get hauled over the threshold. That she would be cutting out of the audio.

Kimberly knew her wrestling - fireman's carry. And while he wasn't tall, she still looked down at the mats below with some apprehension. But she had asked for this, and it was for the best. Besides, it wasn't entirely uncomfortable... maybe some strain on her back. She let her legs flail a few times for effect, especially since he seemed both sturdy and strong enough to ensure she didn't fall. Honestly, it was... kind of fun, being lifted up without the danger of getting her head slammed into the canvas.

But she also couldn't let him stop there. He finished his explanation, and Kimberly tilted her head as far as she could to find a camera and held her bangs back with a hand. "Okay!", she chimed in approval. "Say your opponent starts kicking, squirming, even going for the face." She shifted her own arm as if she intended to elbow him, though she did little more than bump it against his cheek. "What's your answer? Do you go straight for power, or do you have any other options?"

[ADarlingDucky]

With the preliminary questions out of the way, it seemed that Kimberly was finally ready to move on to the real meat of this interview, and likely the reason that she had sat down with the luchador today, as they got to what she had warned him of before, some real demonstrations of his wrestling prowess! El Rey was more than happy to provide, as while he did maybe a few interviews here or there, the wrestling ring was where he felt the most at home, and so showing off would be easy for him! The first demonstration was a pretty easy one too, talking about what he'd do to start a match against someone like Kimberly, and while showing off a test of strength would have been more standard, why not get a bit flashier? Such was the thought as he yanked Kimberly up and onto his shoulders!

The squeal that she made was pretty darn adorable, El Rey unable to hide a slight chuckle that escaped as he hoisted her curvy body up and onto his shoulders, carrying her with a fair amount of ease! He was able to keep her aloft as she collected herself and eventually found where the camera was, brushing some hair out of her face before she continued! From how he'd start to what he'd do in the event of some resistance, El Rey would smirk as her elbow lightly tapped his cheek, before thinking for a moment! What to do that didn't involve tossing her onto the mat? Well...

"I'd say I have a couple of options! If they don't like heights, I could make it even harder for them to hit me by doing this..." El Rey said, before gripping Kimberly's thigh and moving a hand to her shoulder, before pushing her up even higher! He no longer supported her weight on his shoulders now, and instead gorilla pressed her high into the air, so high that there was no way she'd be hitting anything!

"Hard to hit anything up there, but if she's a bit bigger it might be hard! Plenty of hard hitting heavyweights in LAW, so I also have some other options!" El Rey said, lowering Kimberly back into the fireman's carry! "I could, say, make her a bit dizzy!" He said, spinning once to show off how easy it'd be to begin twirling and airplane spin Kimberly until she couldn't handle it! That'd be a bit cruel though, so he stopped after one and once more shifted her, this time turning her so that she was slung over his shoulder, his arm wrapping around both of her legs to carry her easily!

"Or I could just turn her like this! Not much she can hit back there, unless she wants to try punching my back into submission!" He said with a smile, letting Kimberly see just how easily he could flip her around atop his shoulders! Now carrying her over his shoulder, he couldn't help but notice how close his face was to her soft, round rear, her thick and pale cheeks only inches away from... wait, was he facing the camera? Hoping that he hadn't been caught on film ogling her thick ass, he would spin Kimberly around so that she could face the camera and he could face away from it, seeing if there was anything else she wanted demonstrated while he had her up!

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Oh. Oh this was... well, Kimberly knew she should have been more than a little scared being held so high, but she was having such a good time that she had to hide a girlish glee from her features. His lifting her higher sent a bit of the rollercoaster rush through her chest, and it took a great deal of discipline not to giggle as she stared down at him. Rather than make like a schoolgirl, she tried to make like a good journalist in an exciting situation. "Oooh, right, okay. This is pretty high up," she agreed, again trying to get all of the hair out of her face that spilled from her hair and bushy ponytail, both. And he was so careful, too. What a fantastic idea this had been!

He did lower her, but the ride didn't end. As soon as he had her back on his shoulders, he spun, and Kimberly did end up giggling as the blood already trying to reach her head in the disorienting position made her doubly dizzy just from the one twirl. Once he stopped, she laughed a much more professional laugh, but she rubbed at her temples to get her composure back. Right, remember, girl, this was an interview. If she wanted any of this footage to use later - and she had to use this footage - she had to keep her head on straight.

The same part of her brain that had reminded her of that idea succinctly said "good luck" once he shifted his grip on her and left her... hanging over his shoulder. With her butt by his face. Like a very big guy would hold a very small woman if he planned to give her a sufficient spanking. It had happened to her once, many years ago with one of her first boyfriends in high school, but she had been about thirty pounds lighter. And he hadn't been a wrestler who could hold her aloft with ease. Kimberly's glee slowly turned into none-too-well-hidden lust as her line of thinking proceeded, and she felt her heartbeat pick up a bit. It took every ounce of discipline not to rub her hands on the muscles she could see bulging from his back.

What... had he said? Right... right! Interview. She squinted her eyes shut to get her thoughts back in line, but it wasn't coming to her what she had planned to ask next. ...And frankly, she really wanted to ask him something else.

"O...kay... okay! Right. Is there a way you would transition to, um..." Spanking the girl. No, no. "...to... putting the opponent in her place from here. You've obviously had a good start, but if she starts getting desperate, causing trouble, and you know you need her down for the count..." To simulate it, Kimberly twisted and turned enough that her hips bumped his cheek.

[ADarlingDucky]

There was a myriad of ways for El Rey to throw Kimberly off of his shoulders, of course, but given that he they were doing an interview, he decided to show off a few different ways he could switch things up, from hefting her high in the air to spinning her around! Her cute little giggles as she was moved around by El Rey brought a wide smile to his face, the luchador unable to help himself from a sense for pride creeping in at the idea that he was showing her a real good time in addition to giving her good material! But it would all really escalate as he switched her position, turning her so that she was slung over his shoulder and with her legs held by a single arm around them, and that big, pale rear end so enticingly close...

Oh, yeah, the interview. El Rey would attempt to pretend like he hadn't been thinking about delivering one hell of a slap to her thick rear end, and would instead spin her around so that she could address the camera, letting her continue to guide their demonstration! She took a moment to once more collect herself before she would continue addressing the camera, from what seemed to be her new home atop El Rey's shoulders! She almost sounded like she was struggling to think for a moment, which El Rey found a bit odd, but before long she'd be continuing as normal, and her next question was... oh boy.

A way to put the opponent in her place? It was a rather odd way to phrase it, almost like- His thoughts on phrasing were instantly cleared from his mind when Kimberly twisted just a bit, and her hips bumped against him. Cheek met cheek, so to speak, as her soft rear squished up against his face for a moment. A primal, overwhelming urge hit him to do exactly what she asked and put her in her place, bringing his hand up and slapping the soft flesh of her ass as hard as he could, leaving a mark of his hand to establish that- STOP! ...He had to stop. After nearly acting out of pure horny instinct, El Rey would remind himself of the professional setting and ponder how to best give her the answer she wanted! And what he came up with... well, still might have been motivated by a small horny instinct!

"Ah, I think I get what you're asking! Well, to put a rowdy foe in her place, I could always..." He stopped yet again, turning around to let the camera view him more clearly before he'd shift Kimberly again, this time pulling her back up off of his shoulder! It almost looked like he was going to set her down, but as she was lowered down to be chest-to-chest with the luchador, he'd stop suddenly, his arms circling around her waist as he held her tightly against him, their bodies pressed so close that it'd be a tough task to fit even a piece of paper between! "...Try something like a bearhug, to squeeze some of that fight out of her!" He said, and for just a brief moment, his arms would flex and he'd squeeze Kimberly tight, giving her a taste of what it might be like to be crushed by his arms before they'd relax!

"And to get them down, I could always go for a move like a spinebuster here!" He'd continue, and swiftly swing her down, giving her a quite gentle version of a spinebuster! It was enough to plant her on the mat, leaving himself positioned on top of her. And as he lay atop her, hands on either side of her head, and her legs spread open with his own body in between them, he'd fix her with a smirk, as if silently asking "did that answer your question?"

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A huge bundle of anticipation - one Kimberly recognized all too well from her wilder days - welled up in the reporter's stomach the moment he started to describe what he would do with a rowdier opponent. It took a great deal of focus for her to avoid becoming a squirming, handsy mess, and only the chewing of her lower lip helped her prevent it. Thank God his broad body shielded her from the sight of the cameras in her current position - all that remained of her in view as her butt and legs, for the most part, and she was sure those looked good and not at all like a schoolgirl ready to beg for attention.

He shifted her, and she tensed up, expecting... Well, she didn't know. She just expected more fun, to be frank. Given the way he moved her, she anticipated her booted feet hitting the floor, but that never happened. That hold around her waist got quite snug, after all, and the brunette could not help but look down into his masked face with a slight bit of confusion on her face. The contact between his chest and her chest did not bother her at all, though, and she let her hands rest on the strong muscles of his shoulders. Talk about a place she might have liked to be if a bed were involved and they were a little more horizontally inclined than vertically inclin-

...Wait. She knew what he was doing!

"Ohhh!", she cried out, everything tensing as soon as he started squeezing. Even the tiny jolt he delivered had her throwing her head back, and Kimberly did not fully relax when he did, anticipating more. But... right, right. He was being reserved like she had mentioned, and frankly, she could appreciate it. He did not, however, need to put her down.

But he did - a mini-spinebuster. That left him towering over her. Okay, maybe he did need to put her down. Speaking of becoming horizontally inclined... She was spread, he was over the top of her, and Kimberly could not stop her eyes from casting a lustful glance down the length of their two bodies before they returned to his face. Shit. Shit, it was happening. Shit.

Kimberly summoned every bit of willpower remaining in her body to sound professional as she continued the... interview. Right, still an interview. One she wanted for her big award at the end of the year. She let that be a motivator. "So now you're in a... strong position." It took a lot not to giggle in glee at the situation. "What do you do with your opponent with this sort of... advantage?" Oh, how she had wanted to say power.

[ADarlingDucky]

Pulling her down off of his shoulders, El Rey caught Kimberly just before she touched the ground, dangling her above the canvas in his grasp, before his arms situated nicely around her back, showing off just how easy it'd be to trap the busty reporter in a spine crushing bearhug! At the brief taste of what a squeeze from him would feel like, Kimberly tossed her head back, letting out a moan as he squeezed, and he tried not to focus on how damn hot she looked when she did that, instead bringing her down to the mat! The mini-spinebuster left them both floored, but with El Rey notably situated atop her, hands on either side of her head and with his hips nestled between her thighs, a tantalizing position! And it seemed like Kimberly knew as well, a lustful look downwards at-

Wait, she was a journalist! She was probably just... inspecting their positions? El Rey didn't know, but boy was he feeling like he needed better control over his horny impulses! He felt like it might have been a bit awkward to rise as he didn't want to show how much he was enjoying this demonstration, but luckily, he didn't need to! Kimberly would take a breath, likely just gathering air after the mini-slam, before she would move onto the next question of her interview! And as was becoming a theme at this point, she wanted to know what now, now that he had his opponent down and prone on the mat! And it was quite an interesting question!

"Well I'd obviously-" Do not say slide forward and sit on her face. Do not say sit on her face. Do not sit on Kimberly's face. God he wanted to sit on Kimberly's face. El Rey shook his head briefly, trying to make it look like it was part of his pondering, before resuming his sentence. "I'd obviously have lots of strong options! Let me show you a few!" He said, before raising up, just enough that he was now on his knees! He'd dodged a potentially far-too-lewd for an interview move, he now just had to show off some other options!

"Here's a classic!" He'd proclaim, before grabbing hold of Kimberly's legs and tucking them under his arms, standing up afterwards! It was a classic move, but he might as well show it off, so he'd suddenly twist and flip Kimberly over onto her front, stepping over her and sitting down on her back with a boston crab! He pulled lightly on her legs to show off the amount of strain it could put on the back (as well as let him glance down at her thick thighs) before he'd suddenly stand up, and flip her back over! He'd drop down on top of her again, and... well, this next one wasn't too lewd, right?

"And this one really ties up all of the limbs..." He said, before reaching out and grabbing Kimberly's wrists and pinning them down on the mat, like he was about to... uh... like he was about to pin her. Yeah, that was it. After that, he'd suddenly lay mostly atop her, his legs wrapping around hers and pulling them apart, as he stretched all of her limbs out in a grapevine! A grapevine that left her totally spread eagle and pinned down by him, their bodies close, an utterly dominating position! But after all, this was still a regular wrestling move! And he was currently thanking his lucky stars for that too!