Otoko to Onna

[BlackAkuma]

Here.

A small - and increasingly smaller - part of Valerie’s mind was worried that this wasn’t appropriate, and that someone could come bursting through at any moment, and there would be repercussions. She quickly shut those thoughts down, however, when she remembered exactly who she worked for. This was LAW. She was pretty sure this wouldn’t be the first time someone had wild sex in a office in LAW. Probably not even the first time in this office.

With Kyo’s confirmation, there wasn’t too much more that needed to be said. First order of business was getting this shirt off. She took another break from kissing him, only to reach down, grabbed his shirt at the bottom, and incessantly begin pulling it up, prodding him to finish the job. At the same time, her leg came across his back and kept him close, while her hips continued to press against him with a frequent, feral grind.

[Underdoggo]

A part of Kyo kept insisting that this was wrong: that this was absolutely the improper place to be doing this, that he needed to slow down before he did something that he regretted, that he was taking things way too far way too quickly. In an uncharacteristic lack of discipline, he ignored this voice, and gave into doing what he had wanted to do ever since he had first tussled with Valerie in the ring.

He felt Valerie tugging at his medical shirt; he aided her in the process, sliding it off, revealing his bare torso and the fresh bruises that marked it and his back. Then he leant in again, his lips probing against Valerie's, breathing into her mouth as one had reached to one of the straps of her singlet and began to pull it down. The other hand slid around one of her thighs, squeezing into her behind as he pulled her closer against him and him closer against her.

[BlackAkuma]

”Wait.”

Valerie wasn’t asking Kyo to stop, her tone made that clear. The lust was still there, the energy was in her every word. She wanted this, she wanted him, and she wanted it now. But after his shirt came off and revealed his battered torso, she pushed him back, breaking their kiss. A momentary pause.

Her fingers - soft, slight - ran along his chest, sliding along the bruises as she stared with a curious fascination. It was hardly the first time she’d seen his chest, but something about it now, after she’d battered it to hell, lit a fire in her. She took stock of every inch, every injury she’d made. It almost felt she was claiming it as her own.

This was hers. He was hers.

Valerie exhaled and helped him slide the straps off her singlet, getting the other off with practiced ease. Her chest fell out into the cold air, and her hands reflexively went to cover it. She leaned back with a slight smile and moved towards the sink, until her butt rested on the edge. Beckoning him on. Urging him to follow. A little tease.

”Tell me how much you want me.” She whispered and chewed at her lips, almost like she couldn't believe what they were saying. ”I want to hear it.”

[Underdoggo]

Kyo let out a shudder, partly of pain and partly of exhilaration, as Valerie ran her fingers along his already sore bruises. At thr same time, the straps of her singlet came loose, giving Kyo a brief glimpse or her generous bosom before she covered it under her firm biceps. And then she was backing against the sink, urging him to follow.

He did as he was bidden. "I want you badly," he whispered, leaning in to kiss her neck. "I want you tonight." His hands grabbed her hips as he leaned against her, kissing down the length of her neck towards her chest, completely lost in the moment.

[BlackAkuma]

When Kyo spoke, it was the single hottest thing that Valerie had ever experienced.

Granted, that said nothing much at all. Shame to say, but she hadn't been too lucky in her lovelife. While she hadn't been unpopular in school, guys tended to avoid her. She was never sure exactly why, but she supposed it came down to a lot of reasons - being of foreign birth, being so much bigger than most guys, probably more than a few people assuming she wasn’t even attracted to men since both of her parents were women—silly stuff like that.

So this - having a man all over her, kissing her, craving - was new territory, and she absolutely loved it. As Kyo began to kiss down her body, she let her hands slip down, opening herself in full as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kept him close, so close…

This, all of it, was utterly unbeknownst to the woman currently making her way down the LAW halls and slipping around the gorilla position. That woman was none other than Valley Doll Sr., the second woman to bear the title, who’d come to check on her daughter after that hellish match with Kyo Akamatsu. While her daughter hadn't come out on top, it had still been an unbelievable display of guts and stamina. One of the craziest matches she’d ever seen.

And she would love to tell Valerie that. If she could only find her.

Not being too familiar with the layout of this arena, she was having a bit of a hard time finding the medical offices, and had gotten turned around three times now. She was about to give up and just call Valerie to figure out where she was, when she spotted a familiar face, one she had seen at ringside when the match started.

”Makie?” Valerie called down the hall as she waved and approached. ”You’re Makie Akamatsu, right?”

[Underdoggo]

"Kyo," Makie muttered under her breath, "where the fuck are you?"

She had tried calling Kyo several times now, and had left him more than a few angry texts. He wasn't in his room in the infirmary, and none of the staff here knew where he had went. Given that Kyo had been badly injured in a particularly brutal iron man match, Makie was more than a little concerned at the moment, and it wasn't like Kyo to get up and just start going for a stroll.

As her phone rang uselessly...again...Makie found herself headed towards the wing where Valerie was staying. Maybe she knew where he was. Maybe Kyo had even stopped to pay her a visit...

Someone called her name at that point. Makie looked in her direction, and nearly dropped her phone.

Oh god. It was her.

She was about twenty years older at this point, but there was absolutely no mistaking her: the family resemblance was plain as day. Makie couldn't fail to recognize the woman who she had seen fighting her dad in the ring all those years ago, and who had inspired her to begin her own journey as a pro wrestler.

"Y-yeah, that's me!" Makie stammered, more than a little surprised that freaking Valley Doll of all people recognized her. "Um, and I, uh, know who you are! F-funny running into you here of all places!"

[BlackAkuma]

Yup, this was Keichii’s kid, all right.

Even without the confirmation, she could’ve guessed from a quick glance. Makie had a lot of the facial features she remembered - the eyes, the cheeks, the nose. It was slight, but she had a good eye for faces, and his had always stood out to her. In part, because of the things that had come out of that face, what he said and the way he said it. A gifted wrestler, one of her best opponents, but also a shameless flirt. A trait that was made even worse when you knew that he knew she was spoken for at the time.

She just hoped his progeny had kept all the good traits and scrapped the negatives. That was never a given with this new generation, sadly.

Whatever aspersions she might have had, Valley cast them aside for the moment, starting Makie off on a clean slate.

”Likewise, a pleasure meeting you, as well.” She started to extend her hand for a shake, only to switch it up for a respectful bow, instead. Despite living in Japan for years, some habits died hard. ”I don’t suppose I could trouble you for a moment, could I? I’m trying to find my daughter, but this place is a labyrinth. Have you seen her?”

[Underdoggo]

Sorry, I know that this is probably important for you, but I just need to say, you're my inspiration, is what Makie dearly wanted to say at that moment. When I first saw you fighting my dad all those years ago, you made me want to be like you. You were absolutely awesome, and you still are, and holy crap I can't believe I'm meeting my idol right now.

That's what Makie probably would have gushed out if her brother hadn't been missing. However, and very crucially...her brother was missing, so instead she shoved all of her fangirl desires aside.

"No, can't say I have," she admitted. "And I can't find my brother either, he's definitely not in his hospital ward." She let out an irritated huff. "None of the staff here have seen him, and he isn't picking up his phone. It's like he's TRYING to piss me off."

[BlackAkuma]

Valley listened as Makie explained the situation, and her eyebrow jerked upwards with every word. Specifically the words that concerned her brother. After she finished, she rubbed her chin and did some quick math.

Her daughter was missing.

Kyo, the man she had just wrestled in an intense match, was also missing.

Neither of them were answering their phones.

This was LAW.

She was no Columbo, but she wagered it wouldn’t take a first-rate detective to put these clues together and come up with some semblance of a theory. She kept it to herself, for now. ”That is…interesting.” She thumbed down the hall. ”Four eyes are better than two. How about you and I go and look for them together?”

[Underdoggo]

Makie nodded. The fact that Valerie was also missing was distressful in and of its own right, nevermind that Kyo had just decided to wander off. That in and of itself wouldn't be so bad were it not for the fact that Kyo was injured-- several cracked ribs, he had mentioned in his last text, plus bruising, plus a torn ligament, plus...

She was still honestly shocked that Kyo had gone for a suicide dive like that in the first place. Ever since their dad had botched and broken his neck in the ring, Kyo had been terrified of attempting high flying moves-- so much so, in fact, that he regularly gave her shit for using them herself, not that Makie ever listened. For him to have done something that, by his own standards, was incredibly reckless clearly showed how desperate he had been to win this. And against someone like Valerie, a lot of family pride had been riding on the line.

He brought herself back to reality as she passed by at least one nurse. "Um, excuse me, have you see my brother at all? He's a patient, he has dark hair like mine, kinda looks like an idiot..."

The nurse stared in surprise in Makie. "Um...I did see a patient wandering earlier, actually," she replied. "He went wandering down that hall there...I think he was chatting with another patient here?" She gestured down the hall, where sat at least one adjoining patient room.

Makie smiled a little. Bingo, she thought, before glancing back at Valley Doll. "Hey, I might have found them!"