L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Apparently, this Aelith girl was a paradoxical mixture of a love of submissions and a lack of technical know how. Not an alien concept to the voluptuous, masterfully toned woman leaning dangerously against the ropes, almost falling over the top. Was it to demonstrate her skill? Stretch out her muscles in preparation? To show off to potential opponents watching her occupy the ring? The third had quite a bit of possibility; her body was slender yet powerful; the stalking form of a panther or a cheetah rather than a bulky lion or tiger. Voluptuous in a way that would be the envy of many women young and old, but quietly powerful with the way muscle subtly accentuated her slender form, without bulkiness yet smooth and resolute.

Tatsuta was quite self aware of her appearance but the catlike behaviour she exhibited was but a natural extension of her character; one she had learned to play both on and out of the ring, for both fun and self-improvement. After all, she had an image to keep and to deliver to fans, enemies, and allies. This redhead apparently wasn't anywhere near that; perhaps she thought herself walking into a few simple drills. Tatsuta would show her far more; perhaps she'd learn a few real submissions beyond grapevines and smothers.

Aelith was coming every single day to the gym, of course meeting some of the other wrestlers in the league, but she never had the chance to lay eyes onto the gorgeous Tatsuta for real. Of course, she always saw her during the re-broadcasts, but seeing her body live, that was another thing. Aelith walked in on Tatsuta showing off inside the ring and the redhead couldn't focus on anything else but the beautiful lady's body and face, being quite starstruck all of a sudden. Yet, she still had the guts to approach the other woman.

Wearing her usual ring outfit, made of the shiniest red materials covering her half-curvy half-fit body, her cleavage simply stunning, she got closer to the ring, calling out to Tatsuta.

"Hey there!" she let as she slipped under the first rope, entering the ring. "I hope you don't mind me bothering you there~" she added as she raised back up to her feet, getting closer and closer to the cutie. Extending her hand as her stare couldn't leave the other girl's eyes, she wiped the sweat off her own forehead with the second one.

"I'm Aelith! You're Tatsuta, if I'm not mistaken? Oh, and, I really hope I'm not bothering you! I just thought that we could work together on a few things inside the ring, you know, as usual~!" she said with a smirk displayed onto her face, not hiding that her eyes were going up and down, all over her eventual training partner's body.

"I'm not here to punch or kick you though, don't worry!" she finally added, raising her arms and stretching her back, giving Tatsuta... quite the nice view.

Outfit

Tatsuta smiled; the girl had a nice body that was fit and hinted with meat at all the right places but her methods were amateur. A younger Tatsuta would've made good on the rather liberal sexual culture of her prior organization and decided to enjoy her but the veteran wrestler smiled and did a short bow, extending her hand to Aelithe.

"You are correct; you are hear to try and turn me into a human pretzel." She winked and moved to the centre of the ring, motioning for Aelithe to stand before her. "I don't suppose you already know a bit about submissions of the leggy variety... as I've mostly heard rather than scene... why don't you demonstrate?"

She raised her hands slowly but her body language was not particularly sense. Even though she was a taller, more built woman she did not have the same looming hulk-like appearance of some the league's bigger women.

"I'll offer some token resistance of course and stop you if I believe I see an opportunity to teach. Take me to the ground dear~"

Aelith smiled even wider as Tatsuta offered herself to the redhead.

"Well, I hope you're ready for this! I don't really want to start soft, you know? I mean, weak holds don't do much inside the ring, so let's train for real~" she let out happily as she closed the distance with her sparring partner.
Adjusting her outfit one last time, making sure her breasts were snuggly fit inside it, making sure that her crotch wasn't exposed, she did a countdown for the start of the match.

"I'll be taking you down in 3... 2... 1..." she told Tatsuta, directly reaching for her opponent's right knee with both of her hands as soon as the count reached 1, yanking on it to take her opponent down. If Aelith successfully got her down, she'd apply an ankle lock right away.

She'd put the bluenette's ankle under her right arm, slightly twisting on it, jumping up to latch both of her legs around Tatsuta's right, falling to the floor in quite the hard manner, but at least she'd cause more pain to Tatsuta than she received by crashing onto the floor!

"Impressive... seems those curves aren't just softness." Tatsuta said, her voice still silky and smooth even after the abrupt fall to the floor. The hold was a familiar and powerful one, to her more useful on average than the figure four. Its effectiveness lay in its namesake; someone with a destroyed ankle was not much of a threat and Tatsuta knew this well from both receiving and giving the hold. Yet already, she had the feeling Aelith understood the hold in a rudimentary sense.

In fact, how she started off the hold told her quite a bit.

"Now... that's impressive, but let's not get too carried away. There's a number of things I'd critique"

While the ankle lock looked inescapable, just as there had been years spent honing the move by many so had there been ways to escape it.

"But first, let's untangle ourselves~"

Tatsuta's escape. See 0:53 to 1:53

Tatsuta's motions even under stress were disciplined yet graceful. She raised her single free leg puzzlingly yet soon it became clear why. Throwing it forwards, the momentum carried her whole body upwards, passing until she was basically standing on both feet though one was still trapped in her opponent's grasp. She was the taller, more powerful woman yet her motions were not based on strength but grace and finesse. Yet Aeilith would soon feel her knee pressed against her collarbone and a painful weight behind it.

"Now, if you just wait a second I'll get comfortable." Untangling her legs and keeping her knee against Aelith, she swung around to behind her shoulders, one of Aelith's legs in tow. Her own hooked over it, pulling it back while her other leg snaked around under her opponent's neck.

It should have hurt and tinges of strain could be felt, yet Tatsuta was holding back.

"I'll teach you this later if you wish; some of the best locks involve fully knotting the opponent. But you won't be able to execute such manoeuvres if you can't properly engage first." Releasing the redhead, Tatsuta would rise and motion for Aelith to do the same. "I'll admit, falling backwards, while somewhat silly, was surprising if not recommended. And your hold's technique is solid... but you left yourself very open, just going for my leg like that. Curious, what is your wrestling background?"

Even pondering with her hand under her chin, her smooth and not-quite-low voice was quite seductive. One arm under her breasts, she looked almost seductive if not for her focused tone.