Date Night

[Teenwrestler]

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Life had changed for Ami. Moving from one promotion to another was a big gamble but when you are as successful as Ami was, the risk was relatively less when compared to any other wrestler. Of course, the decision was even bigger because along with Ami Takeuchi also came her boyfriend Bryan Daniels. The Fashion Icon's would now spread their mission statement into new home territory. While the couple had yet to make their debut as a tag team couple in a official match, they still had to be on their toes for when the time came.

It was date night tonight but the Icon's had decided to switch it up, in an effort to be ready for when the time came the duo was looking to do a healthy sparring session. Whether it was going to be more couples therapy, just a snuggle session or a fiercely competitive spar was yet to be seen. Whatever it may turn out to be, the bluenette was glad to be spending some more time with her boyfriend!

Standard attire

In her locker room, she put the finishing touches on her make-up before putting on her red sports bra and some custom made wrestling briefs. She was all in red contrast to her blue hair which complimented her very well. The supermodel was feeling especially good tonight, she could not say why but she was in such a good mood. "Mmmm alright I'm all done! I hope Bry-Bear isn't late" she would say with a pouty face while looking herself in the mirror.

With that, she would put on her wrestling boots and then make her way out to the main gym area. Walking around with her eyes were gleaming in excitement, she would head over towards the gym ring and start to do some stretches while she waited. The supermodel would begin by bending forward and touching her toes before standing up straight and grabbing her left elbow with her right hand while stretching her waist from side to side and switch hands do limber up.

[killcarrion]

Typically Bryan prefers being fashionably late for magazine photoshoots and beautification appointments with his stylists, but the Glamorous One was intent on being perfectly punctual this time around. Sporting a stunning tan after his stint of globetrotting during fashion season, B-RY's flawless facials could be seen adorning the covers of Vogue and GQ amongst others. His wrestling career taking a backseat to the newfound hype and stardom of his rocketing career with talks of him even starting his own clothes line in the works...but once he learned that his agent negotiated a sweet contract for him to lace up his boots for a new wrestling organization altogether, the prospect practically lit a fire underneath his impeccably molded backside. Besides, schooling uggos within the squared circle was where B-RY started becoming the swarthy supermodel he is today, not to mention where he came across a certain blue-haired dove who did more to straighten out his life than anyone else~...

B-RY driving his corvette up to his personal parking spot outside LAW's training facilities, adorned in his full body tracksuit with aviator shades and slicked back hair as he hopped out of his sports-car. Bryan slinging a tote-bag over his shoulder and various other select items he intended to ambush his lady love with as he traversed his way through the gymnasium. As if he weren't lucky enough, B-RY spotted Ami from afar right as she was doing her stretches and started touching her toes for a picturesque view of that perfect backside of hers. Bryan, the gentleman that he is, allowing Ami to finish before walking up from behind and letting his soothing voice announce his arrival. "Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is this ravishing beauty that stands above all? Well I don't know, but I hope my Baby-Blue will accept these gifts of cerulean roses, a Chanel scarf, and those diamond stud earrings she always told me she wanted~..." Bryan said a gleaming smile and with the gifts separated in each of his hands, arms widened to to accept any incoming embrace on his Baby-Blue's part~...

[Teenwrestler]

While busy doing some stretches to get limbered, the supermodel certainly hoped that her man would not make her wait too long. She really hated to wait but thankfully for her, she knew that her man wouldn't do that to her of all people. She heard his voice and immediately her eyes sparkled in excitement while she turned around, hopping up and down in excitement while clapping her hands. "Eeeck~ Bry-Bear" she would say rushing in to pounce herself against him. Ami would snuggle into his arm and press her cheeks against his, before giving him a soft kiss.

"Omg! Thank you so much, you're the best!" Ami would comment while looking and feeling out the gifts that her love bestowed upon her. Those items were a bit too fancy for what she was wearing right now so she would carefully put them aside into her gym bag that was nearby. "I'm so glad you came. You know, I was thinking that now that the two of us are here we should show all these pathetic wanna-be tag teams who the cream of the crop is right?" she would say, clenching her fists tightly while her eyes sparkled with determination.

"Which is why I called you here, I mean you've been so busy in your business and modeling, so I thought as your girlfriend I could help you get back to your best when it comes to wrestling" she pointed out, putting her hands on her hips.

[killcarrion]

When it came around to satisfying the needs of Natural 10 star hottie like his Baby Blue, Bryan knew that your average low income and potbellied civilian had precisely zero chance in hell of even garnering her attention should you dare approach her. Aside from perhaps her bellowing laughter before serving you your rejection papers along with a splash of champagne in your face. Which is actually why that seeing this model beauty brighten up like a Christmas tree from seeing him before bounding into his embrace only reinforced just how much of an absolute Chad he was. Only a swarthy and dashing alpha male like himself could snatch a babe this smokin' and with the wrestling pedigree to back it up.

"Aw yeah? Well aren't you the doting girlfriend? Offering up her precious time to help her man clear off any ring rust he might have in his wrestling game. Well, as your undeniably handsome boyfriend~..." Bryan unexpectedly swooping up his lady friend in his arms, offering Ami a bridal carry up the adjacent steps leading into the ring. "...who am I to refuse? We can have ourselves a little spar before we start stomping out the competition around here like we're strutting down the catwalk. Whaddya think about that babe?~..." Bryan remarked before laying one more smooth kiss on her lips, than once on the ring apron settling her down on her feet over the top rope as he followed Ami inside afterwards.

[Teenwrestler]

Nobody could deny that the supermodel was high maintenance but Bryan was the type of man that could afford high maintenance. Of course, with that also came the pleasures of seeing a very different side of the bluenette that not many men could ever see. The supermodel would treat most men in her life very differently to the special treatment that Bryan received and that there was a good reason behind that too. Being the ever loving girlfriend that she was, the supermodel was anxious in looking to team up with her loved one and begin dominating the LAW tag team scene but she had to make sure the two of them were ready for whatever was to come and what better way to do that then to wrestle each other, with the two being the cream of the crop of the wrestling mountain.

"Oh why of course! You're so good to me so it is the least I can do. Mhmm that's exactly right, if we train with each other we will be ready for any nasty opponent that LAW can throw at us. There is no way any of these ugly looking wannabe's can ever stand up to the might and beaty of the Fashion Icon's" Ami would say making a heart symbol with her hands. She was kissed by Bryan one more time while he held her in his arms, she wrapped her arms around the back of his head and pulled him in for a deeper kiss before parting lips, after which he placed her down on her feet over the top rope and joined in.

Ami would take a second to make sure her gear was in place before nodding her head and getting her game face on. She would raise her arms up, challenging him. "Don't take it easy on me. I can take anything you can give me. babe" she warned.

[killcarrion]

Some people might have considered the term high maintenance as a derogatory yet nevertheless truthful description when used to describe Bryan's Beloved Baby-Blue. For further convincing one need only peruse the copious gifts he'd just showered upon her and how in totality they can cost what some hapless schlubs make in one year. Except that the Model Athlete had been rolling in cheddar for years, and anyone whose owned a Rembrandt painting knows that high maintenance is reserved for high art. In Bryan's dashing eyes no price was too costly when it came to lavishing his Bluenette in luxurious accommodations, diamond studded cell phone covers, and Chanel purses if it meant keeping those luscious lips of her forever smiling. Of which he'd tasted of with one yearning smooch after another as he carried Ami up and over the top ropes into the ring.

"Heh, yer damn straight babe. We'll be havin' this tag division on lockdown by the end of the month, uggo wrestlers scattering to the wind just from hearing the sounds of our boots in the hallways. Not gonna take it easy on you, but your beau still has hasn't lost his wrestling step, babe. So no sulking if you wind up flat on your back and taking in my gorgeous face above you~... " Bryan coyly declared while entering the ring himself, unzipping the jacket of his tracksuit to unveil his studly torso and slinging the jacket over the top rope. B-RY slicking his hair back and rotating his neck along with a few limbering stretches before approaching with a handsome smirk and locking up with his loving girlfriend. Arms intertwined and hand clasping the back of her neck, feeling the warmth on each other’s breath as he attempted to bully the Bluenette back to the turnbuckle with her perfect chest swelled against his tanned pecs.

[Teenwrestler]

There was something very sexually attractive about a man that knew what he wanted and had a desire to be successful. Many would get complacent by being attractive and successful but the fact that Bryan was all that and still wanted to continue his success, now with his partner, made the supermodel that much more attracted to her Bry-Bear. He would declare that the Fashion Icon's would be the most dominant tag team at LAW and that statement made Ami's blue eyes glitter in delight and that lit a fire in her belly too.

Then there came the light taunt that despite Bryan been out of action, he was more than capable of handling the dazzling supermodel. Ami would raise her eyebrow and cock her hip to the side, placing a hand on it. "Oh? Well Bry-Bear, by all means try but you will have to earn this" she would say, running her hand from her head down to her crotch. It was not too long until the couple locked up in a grapple, pressing their fit frames against each other, not in a loving, but more in a competitive manner.

Of course, the male wrestler managed to push his lover back into the corner. However, the supermodel was crafty and while she lacked in strength, she had some other tricks up her sleeve. She would quickly break up the grapple and hop up to sit on the top turnbuckle, quickly wrapping her legs around Bryan's head and neck to lock him in a headscissor while she sat atop of the top turnbuckle.

Ami would fake a yawn before patting her lover on the top of his head. "Babe, you're going to have to try a lot harder than that" she said, gripping his hair tight before looking to push his face into her crotch while tightening the scissor.

[killcarrion]

Bryan heard once that, for a wrestler, time spent away from the ring tended to be comparable to dog years against human years. So one month in real time spent abstaining from wrestling equates to about seven months of accumulated ring rust, and it just takes that much more strenuous labor and training to make up for lost time. Or at least that's what all those bitter old wrinkled people would bark out in his early years as a trainee. Well, as a premier athlete with flawless facial bone structure and at the apex of physical conditioning, Bryan considered himself above all those sayings and would naturally pick up his wrestling game right where he left off. All with the aid of his luscious lollipop of a lady friend across the ring from him, playing the mouse to his cat with competitive wordplay under the guise of flirtatious foreplay.

"Heh, why you always gotta play hard to get, Blue-Berry~...Still making me work to earn the privilege of your extended company, eh? Guess some things around here still say the same~..." Bryan quipped throughout the follow-up approach that led to them locking arms together, winking and blowing his bluenette a kiss as he started bullying her towards the corner turnbuckle behind her. Efforts that were seemingly paying dividends once Ami found herself supposedly cornered, only for the sly minx to swiftly hop onto the turnbuckle and apply a torqued on headscissors. Whatever bewildered reaction he had soon muffled out against the heart design on Ami's attire and subdued against her warmth. Bryan's hands clamped onto the perfect thighs locking him down for the moment as Ami ended up inviting her beau where daydreaming uggos only fantasized about being.

[Teenwrestler]

Being pushed into the corner by her lover was not necessarily the worst thing, it was kinky if not anything else. However, deep down, Ami was a little frustrated at being pushed back so easily. She also knew that Bryan was not giving his all in that grapple battle but despite that he had managed to push her back all the way to the corner. With that, she decided to take the match to her strengths because if she was not going to be able to match him in strength she would have to out-do him using her technical wrestling ability and submission.

That and a little seduction never went wrong but given his past and line of work, there would not be too many women who's charms would so easily work on her Bry-Bear. Nonetheless, she found herself perched on top of the turnbuckle with her legs wrapped around Bran's neck in a tight headscissors while the blunette placed her hands on the ring ropes to the side to slightly perch herself up off the top turnbuckle to squeeze tighter before trying to swing her hips to the side and attempt a hurricanrana from the top rope.

If she would manage to pull that off, Bran would end up down on his back with Ami on top of him with her thighs still around his head while she would have him in a facesit pin! "One...." she counted, blowing him a kiss from her seated position on top of him.

[killcarrion]

Any dutiful boyfriend worth their salt knows that one of the key rules about doing anything competitive with your ladylove, is to never outshine her or steamroll over the competition. Yeah he knew that he assured Ami he wouldn't take it easy on her at the beginning of the match, but in Bryan's learned experience with the ladies, overpowering your girlfriend in a competition only leads to sore feelings and cold shoulders all throughout the car ride back home. Hence why the model athlete was admittedly withholding some of his strength against Ami at the beginning when ushering her backwards into the corner since Bryan knew she always hated being out-muscled within the wrestling ring. In the bedroom it's a whole different story, but that's a salacious story for another time. Except even without using all of his strength B-RY still managed to bully her Baby-Blue against the turnbuckle, where his momentary advantage proved to be even shorter than that.

"..." Muted words stifled against his lover's sweetspot with nowhere else to go considering Ami's handfuls of his hair beckoned his handsome facials between her thighs, offering him not much choice in the natter. Not necessarily the worst position in the world and one he was affectionately familiar with, but one he found himself mercilessly trapped within thanks to the supermodel’s tightened leg squeeze. The same grasp which allowed Ami to take her boyfriend for a spinning hurricanrana back towards the middle of the ring, B-RY splashing down his back with a stilted groan and a supple backside settled onto him. Ami's count getting to "2!", but not without Bryan's legs tucking underneath her armpits to barrel her back onto her head and shoulders in a pinning reversal. "...*Phew*...Looks like you’re the one whose gotta be tryin' harder, Baby-Blue~...One..." Bryan smirked down at Ami over her upturned backside with his arms in a waistlock around her abdomen.