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"Not so easy when someone can move at the same speed as you?" Breathing heavily, but with a smile on her face, Nerissa asked.

"We talk or we fight?" Charlotte retorted with a hint of slight irritation.

"Why not both?" The Native American woman's eyes sparkled. "Besides, it's a way to distract the opponent."

Charlotte Ravel'

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Nerissa Labong

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Nerissa rushed forward, throwing a left jab at the chin of the pink-haired woman, hoping that this would force her friend to shift the defense up, because in that case nothing would prevent her from sending a right knee strike to the Frenchwoman's stomach in order to knock her breath away.

Instead of words, Charlotte responded with her own confident step towards her friend. Yes, Nerissa was no less fast than she was, but that wasn't enough to catch her off guard. Noticing the approaching fist, Charlotte didn't block it. Instead, she made a sharp rush forward, shifting slightly to the left, thereby allowing Nerissa's fist to pass by the side of her head.

Because of this, the whole plan of the Native American woman went to pieces, because now the distance between them was not enough for her to use a knee strike as she planned. And at the same time, this distance was ideal for Charlotte to stretch her left arm along her friend's chest, grabbing Nerissa by the right shoulder.

Without hesitation and mercy, Charlotte leaned back, pulling Nerissa with her. At the moment when the Frenchwoman fell on her back, Nerissa's head crashed into the mat due to an unexpected reverse STO, which in fact was Charlotte's signature move she called the sly lizard. A white flash ran before her eyes and her body went limp. Lying face down, Nerissa let out a strangled groan because of the pain that passed through her head.

"Not so easy when someone doesn't lose concentration because of idle chatter?" Charlotte asked sarcastically, returning the favor to her friend.

Amid Nerissa's irritated hiss, Charlotte moved to her friend's feet. She intended to grab Nerissa's right foot and put it on the back of the kneecap of her other leg. Bending Nerissa's left leg, she intended to fix this foot, and then close the lock by placing her own foot between her friend's legs.

"Don't even think about it..." Nerissa croaked, trying to turn around.

It was too late. With a slight smile on her face, Charlotte lay down on Nerissa's back, pressing her to the mat. The last thing she had to do was wrap her right arm around the Native American woman's neck and lock the hold with her left hand. Straining the muscles of her arms, Charlotte intended to squeeze Nerissa's neck with her another signature move, which many knew as STS, but which she called the lizard's embrace!

"Tap!" Charlotte ordered. "Or I'll knock you out!"

Clutching Charlotte's arm with her hands, Nerissa tried to break the grip on her neck. However, too little time has passed since her head collided with the mat. She still felt a terrible dizziness that made her muscles refuse to obey her. And the fact that she was deprived of oxygen only made her situation worse. The Native American woman growled in rage, but she knew she had no other choice.

Releasing Charlotte's arm and admitting defeat in this sparring, Nerissa tapped.

At the same moment, Charlotte's arms and legs relaxed. Releasing her friend, she rolled off Nerissa's body, ending up on her back. Both women gulped air greedily, the only difference was that Nerissa coughed violently at the same time. It was a good sparring match. Charlotte wiped the sweat from her forehead and, turning her head to the side, looked at her friend.

"What did you say about the speed?" She asked, still smiling.

"Shut up..." Nerissa replied, but there was no anger in her voice, because after all it was just one of many their friendly sparrings. "The next sparring will be for me!"

"No doubt." The Frenchwoman grinned.

After recovering her breath a little, Nerissa abruptly got up on all fours, and then threw her leg over Charlotte. In the blink of an eye, she sat on the pink-haired woman's stomach and unceremoniously placed her hands on her Charlotte's lush breasts. As if by a snap of fingers, a slight blush appeared on Charlotte's face, which made Nerissa grin.

"Maybe next time I should use a different tactic to distract you?" She asked, clearly enjoying Charlotte's reaction.

"Nerissa, get your hands off me"... Charlotte said, clearly uncomfortable. "Or I'll get angry."

Still grinning, Nerissa removed her hands from Charlotte's breasts and got to her feet, after which she extended her hand to her friend. Both to shake hands and to help her get to her feet. Charlotte, after taking a few deep breaths, accepted the offer and joined their palms. Rising to her feet, she gripped Nerissa's hand tightly and shook it.

"A break?" She asked.

"Yeah, absolutely." Nerissa nodded.

Two women went to the corner and took their bottles filled with water. After a few sips, they both put their hands on the top rope in order to rest a little. It was their first training session together after their Apex matches. Both Charlotte and Nerissa took some time to fully recover, but as soon as they felt that their bodies were in order, they immediately agreed on a workout.

"By the way, where is Astrid?" Nerissa asked. "I thought she wouldn't miss the opportunity to train together."

"She's a few floors up," Charlotte said after taking another sip of water. "She decided to relax in a sauna instead of training today."

"I see," Nerissa looked up at the ceiling as if she could see Astrid there. "LAW membership bonuses, yep? Gym, sauna... and all this in one building... I never thought that I would have the opportunity to use all this for free."

"Agree." Charlotte nodded, fully understanding what her friend was talking about.

[Teenwrestler]

Nobody could doubt the intensity and competitiveness of the LAW women's division. Sure, the LAW management allowed for intergender wrestling but the women outweigh the men in terms of talent and population and that was saying something. Of course, the cream of the crop were competing in LAW's grand Apex Tournament or for one of the prestigious titles. For the guys, they wrestled for pride and while there were scheduled PPV's featuring them there was no prize at the end for them to chase akin to a tournament cup or title. However, that was not Daisuke's concerns and neve was. Titles and tournaments were good and all but the wrestling prince only had one ambition and that was to be called the best wrestler, male or female, in LAW.

That simply mean that if he were to beat the contenders challenging for the title or beat the champions that held the title, he did not need to officially hold the gold or wrap it around his waist in order to be recognized as the best. If he were to beat the so-called best of the best, then he would cement himself AS the best. For that to happen, Daisuke would have to stay on the top of his game and train hard. The wrestling prince was not to miss a gym day because of laziness, he took pride in his physique and wrestling ability, eager to prove it against any and all challengers.

After changing into his wrestling gear, he figured he would go to the training ring in the gym and practice some of his moves.

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Showered and freshened up, he was clad in his purple wrestling briefs and golden boots to signify the colour of royalty while walking towards the large gym hall where he spotted two faces that there quite familiar. Charlotte Ravel and Nerissa Labong, top wrestlers that were in contention for the Apex tournament and ultimately for the title. Daisuke would watch their spar from a good distance, leaning against the wall while watching the two women grapple it out in a sparring match. There was something missing though, "The other blonde girl...erm, Astrid. Yeah, that's right" he said to himself. She was someone that Daisuke made a note never to piss off.

In all honesty, Daisuke was not overly impressed. If they were considered the best in their division, Daisuke was certain that he was good enough to take them on and defeat them, even if it was not for any gold or accolade. Thus, gave the wrestling prince an interesting idea. He smirked and took a deep breath, walking towards the two ladies as they were cooling off with a glass of water.

"Now that was quite an impressive performance ladies- Charlotte-san, Narissa-san." he said, trying to sound as respectful as he could. "I can see why you two were in the Apex tournament. It would have been interesting to see you go against each other at Apex though, hm?" he said looking over towards Charlotte and then Narissa with a serious face before smiling.

"Anyway, that's not why I really decided to come over here. You see, Charlotte-san, I find you to be quite the capable wrestler. Erm, no offence, Narissa-san." he said smirking at the Native American. "I know you just finished your Apex matches but I had a small proposal, for the two of you." he said, walking back and forth for a bit before grabbing a plastic cup and drinking some water for himself.

"Since all three of us like competition and you two need to be ready for whatever follows on after Apex, how about a mini-tournament? Myself, Charlotte and Narissa?" Daisuke said with his arms wide open. "Nothing too fancy. Submission only oil wrestling. Whoever isn't competing gets to watch or officiate. First round, me and Charlotte. For the second round, the loser of the first round faces Narissa and whoever wins that match, faces the winner of the first round for the final?. So, what do you say ladies? You in?" he said mainly looking towards Charlotte as she seems to be the prince's prime target.

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"What are you going to do next?" After another sip of water, Nerissa asked.

"What do you mean?" The Frenchwoman's left eyebrow lifted slightly.

"Apex is over, we are candidates for the openweight title," the Native American woman grinned, clearly enjoying this status. "But life doesn't end there, Victoria constantly says that we should think about the future."

"Like you, I don't make long-term plans," Charlotte shrugged. "But now, when a new middleweight champion is known, I would like to..."

Charlotte didn't have time to finish this sentence. The reason for this was a guy they didn't know, who first commented on their sparring, and then wondered how an Apex match between them would end. Nerissa and Charlotte exchanged glances. Despite the fact that they were friends, there always was competition between them, because no matter what, each of them wanted to be at the very top. Nevertheless, none of them had the habit of making assumptions about how a real match between them would end, they respected each other too much.

Both women turned their heads back to the brunet. And if Charlotte's face was completely unperturbed, then Nerissa's eyes narrowed slightly. Yes, he knew them by name and he used respectful suffixes, but both women felt that there was something behind it. No, it definitely wasn't real politeness. However, they both remained silent, continuing to listen to the Japanese guy's speech.

It is unlikely that anyone except Charlotte heard this, but at the moment when the brunet mentioned the Frenchwoman as a capable wrestler, Nerissa hissed slightly. Unlike Charlotte, who always tried to keep her cool, her friend was not used to holding back her emotions. And yet this stranger managed to intrigue them both when he apparently got to the most important part of his speech, where he mentioned that he had a proposal for both of them.

When the Japanese guy voiced his idea of a small tournament between them, Charlotte and Nerissa reacted differently. Nerissa's lips curved into a wide smile and it was easy to guess that she liked this idea. However, the Frenchwoman's face remained almost emotionless. It was not difficult for her to see that the brunet was looking directly at her. Even his last question was addressed exactly to her. The conclusion was obvious. For some unknown reason, this guy first of all wanted to fight her.

"Pass..." said Charlotte, looking away.

"Oh, come on!" Nerissa said, glancing at her friend. "I don't believe you're scared of oil."

Charlotte wouldn't say it scared her. She's a fighter and she was sure she could handle it. But she wasn't going to deny that the thought of something like that made her uncomfortable. Oil match with a man... she couldn't call it anything other than intimate. And such things were clearly not what she wanted to do in the ring.

"Besides, look at him!" Nerissa shifted her gaze to Daisuke and grinned, showing her teeth. "Wouldn't you be interested to hear him groaning helplessly while being locked in a submission hold?"

After trying to ignite a fervor in Charlotte, the Native American woman rolled under the bottom rope. After taking a few confident steps forward, she stopped right in front of Daisuke, leaving him no free space. Yes, she wasn't as tall as him, but that didn't stop her from pressing her lush breasts against his front side and looking into his eyes without a shadow of fear. Yes, she clearly took his idea with more enthusiasm than Charlotte.

"Before offering such things..." Charlotte said after taking a sip of water. "It wouldn't hurt to introduce yourself, our names are known to you, but I don't even have a clue who you are, so why would I suddenly agree to a match with you?"

[Teenwrestler]

The intention behind this whole mini tournament was simple, Daisuke wanted to prove that he was better than those took part in Apex and came out victorious. He had kept a close eye on Charlotte especially, she was the woman that he really wanted to beat and claim that he was better than. Of course, having studied her matches he was not aware that she had taken part in an oil wrestling match whereas Daisuke had so it was clear he wanted a match type that would favour him and be disadvantageous to the Frenchwoman. After putting his idea forward, Charlotte was quick to decline his offer but Nerissa was more than happy to take him up on it.

He smirked, watching Charlotte looking away. "Oh?" he said, raising an eyebrow because Nerissa tried to talk Charlotte into agreeing to it. He kept silent for now as it seemed the Native American was doing his job for him. However, it did not take long for her to make her way towards him and the two would press up against each other in an intense staredown. He grinned, butting heads against her while their chests pressed.

"Ngh, a bit too eager aren't you?" he said to Nerissa before hearing what the Pinkette had to say. "Heh, I was asking for a wrestling match, Charlotte-san, not a date. I didn't think formal introductions were needed but if you insist, my name is Daisuke Takeuchi." he would say, leaving Nerissa's side and moving towards Charlotte. "The motivation is simple, I want to wrestle you and beat you so that I can lay claim to the fact that I am better than you." he would say in a low tone.

"However, if you don't choose to accept than that is fine. I just did not expect someone like you to run away from a challenge when it comes right to you. I guess I misjudged you just because you were successful at Apex" he would say before turning away from the Sand Lizard and looking towards Nerissa. "I guess Nerissa-san is more woman enough than you to atleast accept my challenge. That will have to do then" he would say, trying to get under the Pinkette's skin in order to try and get her to agree.

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When the Japanese guy's forehead pressed against Nerissa's, she grinned. Then she opened her mouth and stuck out her unnaturally long tongue. This tongue ran along her lips, clearly indicating that she was ready to kick this cheeky ass right here if necessary. Yes, the Native American woman was one of those who did not need to be asked twice. Of the golden trio, as Victoria called them, she was definitely the most reckless.

Charlotte raised her left eyebrow again when the brunet said that since he asked for a match, and not a date, he did not see the need to observe even the most banal etiquette. However, he followed Charlotte's request and gave his name. Daisuke Takeuchi. Neither for Charlotte nor for Nerissa, this name was something special. Maybe they heard it somewhere sometime, but none of them was going to remember the names of everyone in LAW, it would take forever.

Well. At least now they are officially acquainted. In addition, Daisuke decided to share not only his name, but also his motives. Deftly passing Nerissa, the Japanese guy came closer to the ring, not taking his eyes off the pink-haired woman. The words he threw in the direction of the Frenchwoman were undoubtedly insulting. If something like that had been said in Nerissa's direction, she would surely have rushed forward with the intention of shoving these words down the throat of the one who said them. But Charlotte only smiled a little.

"I see," she said calmly, then put her water bottle on the mat. "It usually works, right? Hurt someone's pride and get an immediate reaction."

At this moment, Nerissa, standing behind Daisuke, let out a laugh. She and Charlotte were similar to each other exactly as much as they were different from each other. And she was well aware that her friend had been learning to control emotions for many years. And although Charlotte did not always succeed, Daisuke's words were clearly not enough for her to lose control.

"You know what's interesting?" Charlotte asked, repeating Nerissa's actions and rolling under the bottom rope. "What you said would be true..."

Straightening up to her full height, the Frenchwoman took a step towards Daisuke, but unlike Nerissa, she didn't snuggle up to him. She didn't see the need. After making a short pause, she stared straight into the eyes of the Japanese guy, after which a lightning bolt seemed to run through her own eyes.

"If you were really as good as me," even her voice became colder. "But I'm sure you're not."

Yes, Charlotte knew how to control her emotions. But this does not mean that she was ready to allow someone to insult her, albeit in a veiled way. After the pink-haired woman's words, Nerissa took a step forward, standing next to Daisuke. She put her hand on his shoulder while she had an ear-to-ear smile on her face. She knew for sure that now Charlotte agreed to the match.

"Great," said the Native American woman. "So it only remains to make some adjustments, after all, you're a tough guy, right? And I'm sure you won't mind if we add a few conditions on top of yours." Nerissa ran her tongue over her lips again, turning her head to the Japanese guy. "Submission only oil match as far as I remember." She turned her head to Charlotte. "What would you like to add?"

"Not submission only," the pink-haired woman replied. "I'm a fighter and I'm not going to limit myself, I want the match to have standard victory conditions, namely pinfall, submission or knockout."

"Shhh..." Nerissa made a soft hissing sound. "Sounds great to me, what about you tough guy?"

[Teenwrestler]

Upon approaching Nerissa and butting heads with her, it seems a fight between the two was surely inevitable. He had to try and suppress the urge to take her down and kick her ass right here and now. However, he was not here for a fight but a proposal between the three of them for a unique mini wrestling tournament to test who indeed was the best between the three of them. It was good that he got at least one of them interested, even if Charlotte did not really bother on his idea he was confident that she would change her mind and see things his way soon enough, all she needed was a little persuasion thats all.

Leaving Nerissa's side, he approached the ring and began to subtly insult the Frenchwoman. He wasn't sure if it was working or not because she was quite good at hiding her emotions unlike Nerissa. After he said what he wanted to say, she would look at his direction and was clearly on to his plan of trying to hurt her pride and get a reaction, basically attempting to goad her into agreeing to a match. While it did feel like he was trying to hurt her pride and force her, his intentions were true and he really did want these matches to prove he was better than the ones who competed at Apex.

When she made her way out of the ring, he squared his shoulders and puffed out his chest but when face to face, Charlotte clearly had the height advantage over him- not that it intimidated him at all. She looked him straight in the eye and agreed with him partially, but she did not think he was better than her at all. "You're right...I am better" he was quick to respond.

Before things could get more heated though, Nerissa walked towards them and stood next to Daisuke. He would turn to look at her and nod his head because it was clear that Charlotte was on board. She placed her hand on his shoulder and the three were now together like in a group. He nodded, agreeing to let them add whatever stipulation they wanted to make it fair. The request was simple and Daisuke would agree to it after exchanging eye contact with both of them.

"Fine by me. Nerissa-san, you can be the referee if you wish. Keep the pinfall count fair if it comes to that. So that's that then. Ladies, I will see you both on the wrestling mats" he said with a smirk looking at Nerissa and then towards Charlotte before approaching Charlotte. "Especially you...you not as good as you think you are. I will prove that" he whispered, looking forward for to wrestling Charlotte.

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Charlotte's lips tightened when Daisuke expressed the idea that he was not just as good as her, but even better. She had something to say about it. But she decided that it would be better not to say, but to demonstrate. Oil or not, she was ready for this challenge. If the Japanese guy was really so confident in his abilities, then she would give him an opportunity to prove it. Because Charlotte was more than one hundred percent confident in her own abilities.

The good thing was that Daisuke didn't object at all to expanding the list of ways to get a win. Charlotte and Nerissa thought he offered submission only because submission holds his main style. That would definitely give him an advantage. But apparently they were wrong about this.

The brunet, deciding that he got what he wanted, said that Nerissa could be the referee in this match. And she wasn't going to turn down that opportunity. Besides, he didn't need to worry, she had no intention of judging dishonestly, she knew that Charlotte would not forgive her for this.

"With great pleasure..." the Native American woman hissed. "I want to see what you're capable of before I personally humiliate you."

"Soon you'll find out how good I am." Charlotte said, flashing her eyes again in response to the Japanese guy's last words.

Daisuke decided that their little concilium had come to an end. Having obtained consent from both women, he was even going to take a step aside. However, he forgot something. And Nerissa's free hand reminded him of that. While her left hand was still on the brunet's shoulder, her right hand shot down like a spear. Before Daisuke could take a step, the Native American woman grabbed his cock and balls. Her fingers were not tense enough to cause real pain, but strong enough to make it clear that she could tighten her grip at any moment.

"Going somewhere, tough guy?" With these words, she again stuck out her long tongue and ran it over her lips, clearly enjoying this moment. "You challenged both of us, but only Charlotte made her condition." In addition to the tense fingers, Nerissa slightly released her claws so that Daisuke's cock and balls felt light five pricks. "And if you still don't get it, I'm not the one to ignore, I have a condition too."

Charlotte, who didn't care at all about the fact that her friend grabbed the guy by his cock and balls, slightly tilted her head. She knew what Nerissa was capable of. And she had no doubts about the fact that there was nothing good in the head of the Native American woman.

"So, I want hentai to be allowed." At that moment, Nerissa's smile became truly sinister.

A blush immediately appeared on Charlotte's cheeks. A match against a guy itself isn't something what she is used to. But hentai... no. No, no, no. And again, no. Recently, one blonde reminded her what it was like to be a woman, what it was like to feel passion. But Charlotte wasn't going to have sex in the ring. No. She couldn't agree to that.

"You're a lesbian..." trying to keep a serious face, Charlotte made an attempt to find a way out of the situation.

"So what?" Nerissa grinned, she knew that Charlotte was against such things. "I'm not going to fall in love with him." Nerissa shifted her gaze to Daisuke and winked at him, although there was no romance in it. "But in order to hear his plaintive groans of humiliation, I'm ready to suck his oily cock and even more if I have to."

"Nerissa..."

"Uf... fuck, why does everyone should have fun except me?" She flared up, looking at Charlotte with obvious displeasure.

However, right after that, she took a deep breath. Charlotte's eyes were calm, but Nerissa knew her well enough. And behind the mask of calm, she saw that Charlotte would not be able to do it. Nerissa respected her friend, so she was ready to refuse her words. But not completely.

"Okay..." she said at last. "Semi hentai." It was clear from her voice that she would not tolerate rejection. "Anything, but oral and penetration, is allowed." She tilted her head slightly, looking at Charlotte. "Fine?"

The Frenchwoman had to take a deep breath. It was still something she didn't want to do. However, she has already agreed to the match. Daisuke set his conditions. Charlotte set her conditions. And so she couldn't refuse Nerissa's conditions.

"Fine." She nodded.

Nerissa's already wide smile widened even more. Putting a little more strength into her fingers, she lightly squeezed Daisuke's cock and balls.

"What now, tough guy?" She brought her face up to his face without hesitation. "Are you tough enough for this?" Sticking out her tongue, she intended to run over Daisuke's lips. "Because I intend to enjoy every moan from your mouth!"

[Teenwrestler]

It seems that the three of them had finally reached a deal. After modifying his original challenge, Charlotte seemed to be on board with the idea and Daisuke had no issues regarding that modification. He would even offer a chance to Nerissa to be the referee for the first match involving Daisuke and Charlotte, a chance which the native American was quick to accept. Her reasoning was that she waned to see his wrestling ability up close and personal before her match against him. It seems everyone had agreed, Charlotte would have the last word in and with that Daisuke had attempted to walk away until suddenly Nerissa would use her other hand would reach down to grab his crotch.

"Ngh w-what?!" he suddenly gasped as he stood very still, not wanting her to tighten her grip any further than it was. It didn't hurt but it was clearly a warning sign and therefore Daisuke stood still and listened to what Nerissa had to say. "Tch D-damn you! and just what do you want?" he asked, not in a position to say no her. Nerissa was quite blunt in her approach, she wanted hentai allowed. Daisuke had never done hentai wrestling but at this point saying no was not an option.

Thankfully he had an unsuspected ally on his side, as Charlotte intervened and eventually convinced Nerissa to drop her idea for a full blown hentai match. Nerissa agreed, partially, instead proposing a semi-hentai match. Charlotte seemed okay with that, wanting to meet her friend half way. After Charlotte was okay with it, Nerissa turned to Daisuke and got her face close to his lips, running her tongue across his lips.

"F-fine, I accept" he would agree to the condition as well.

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It wasn't hard to see that, like Charlotte, Daisuke wasn't thrilled with Nerissa's idea. However, the Japanese guy was in no hurry to refuse, especially after the pink-haired woman almost without words convinced Nerissa to at least slightly limit the number of lewd things in the match. In another situation, the Native American woman would not have retreated from her words, but for the sake of her friend, she was ready to make an exception.

Pushing the brunet to give an answer, Nerissa stuck out her unnaturally long tongue and ran it over the guy's lips. Yes, she was a lesbian, but it gave her pleasure to dominate men even if she had to do something that she would not normally do. Nerissa's eyes sparkled when she received an affirmative answer from Daisuke.

"Sweet..." she hissed, meaning both the brunette's answer and his lips.

Relaxing her fingers, she let go of the Japanese guy's balls and cock. But before taking a step to the side, she pressed her palm tightly to his manhood and slid up as if she was going to put her hand in his trunks right now and start jerking off dick. However, this did not happen, she was sure that there would be a more suitable atmosphere for this in the ring.

"Now it's all fair," Nerissa said, taking a step toward Charlotte. "Our manager, Victoria, will take care of the formalities, so we'll see you soon, Daisuke."

"Very soon..." corrected her Charlotte, who was now determined to teach this guy a lesson for what he said to her face.