Beth Jensson vs. Gabrielle Soto: Prelude to a Kiss

[HotWheels]

Romance Novel Match
The first competitor to kiss his or her opponent on the lips for a ten count wins.

Gabby had never expected that she would keep getting embroiled in these scenarios when she joined LAW. Her interest resided in coming and doing her absolute best (and possibly better) to succeed as a wrestler, make enough money to support herself and help her sister support their mom back home who had worked way too hard in her life, and maybe experience something outside of the norm. The first two appeared to be going fine. Could be better, but fine. But if she wanted experiences outside of the norm, LAW threw them at her readily, she acknowledged, as she pushed open the door to one of LAW's well-equipped bedrooms for her second bed, lingerie, and kissing-oriented match.

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It wasn't as if she had asked to get into these steamy situations constantly, but they apparently liked her match idea. And liked putting Gabby in these positions. And apparently the people here were a lot bolder than the ones back home, because a handful had already made it clear that they wanted to be with Gabby in these situations. It was...flattering, fantastical, and at times, still overwhelming. But Gabby had started adjusting to the attention, the ribald situations, and maybe she liked ending up in these positions. She certainly felt more confident as she strolled into the room and passed a mirror where she briefly glanced at herself in her lingerie with a quick twist and uncertain smile. As long as these matches remained dark matches, and her mom or other extended family didn't see them every time they tuned in...

After she had seen some of the stuff Alicia was doing, her sister couldn't hold anything over the younger sister's head for getting into a kissing match with someone.

She did not know a great deal about Beth Jensson, which did give her some consternation, but she felt it such an improvement that the prospect of the other woman's arrival provided a hint of excitement instead of anxiety. It was nice to be the first one to arrive this time, too. With her hands clasped together, Gabby almost distracted herself with the idea of wandering around the room to find all of LAW's cameras...before she remembered she should probably stretch. Yeah. The look of curiosity fading, Gabby again placed herself in front of the mirror and started her dancing stretch routine. "Maybe sheeee'll bee the more distracted of the two of us this time," she said to herself, stretching until her foot almost touched the back of her head.

Feeling up on herself? That was quite the drug.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

When Beth applied to join LAW, she fully expected her to be inundated with copious amounts of matches pertaining to using her physical strength to dominate others. She was a little surprised when her first match turned out to be an erotic duel in a bedroom against Newbie Nuo. She honestly wasn't that confident at the beginning of the match, but after defeating her opponent, she started to like that form of combat as well as the more physical type. To add in a bonus, the American also got a respectable amount of money just for doing the match, which she put away in her nest egg for safe keeping.

Not long after the match had finished, however, another match request came in, and this time, it as a match style she never even knew existed. She was told that it would be another bedroom match, but this time, they would be in lingerie, it could be a bit more physical, and there would be a lot of kissing. The kissing part made Beth tilt her head slightly, but after her first match, she was on a wave of adrenaline, and she felt that she was a good smoocher, so she agreed to the match, heading home briefly to change into her bedwear, before heading back off to the match location.

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As far as she was aware, this was the first time a match of this type would be done, and she was also told that her opponent, a certain Gabrielle Soto, was the same woman who coined the match type, so she knew that she was going to be in for a pretty tough duel. But the former policewoman was up for it. She had faced harsh adversaries and come out victorious many times before, so why couldn't she this time? The only difference is that she would have to kiss her opponent for a whole 10 seconds before the win would be hers, no biggie, right?

About 5 minutes after the arrival of Gabrielle, Beth arrived, slowly opening the door of the rather sizeable bedroom, seeing a lovely lady at th other end of the room, doing stretches and warming herself up. She thought it wise to do the same, or else her opponent would have a severe advantage over her, so she underwent a 10 minute warm up session, not knowing if the woman had noticed her or not.

[HotWheels]

Gabby's routine turned into a borderline self-inspection as the moments tore onward. She felt as if she was growing more confident in her look, too. Back home, with the family's limited money, she hadn't always felt so glamorous. Maybe that was factoring into her feeling better about herself: she had some spending money plus some people in LAW happy to help her look her best. A couple minutes into her stretching, she had devolved into checking herself at different angles, figuring she might as well do something while she waited for Beth. She glanced at the door to see-

She started, even coming just short of yelping.

Beth stood across the room, and Gabby hadn't even seen her enter or greeted her or- Had...had she seen Gabby acting like a full narcissist in the mirror? When the hell had she come in? Maybe the other woman hadn't seen anything; she seemed to have already started her own stretches. That didn't stop Gabby from feeling like a balloon about to pop from the awkwardness, and she had to reel her composure back in and straighten the fringes of her lingerie once more. She also felt overdressed. Beth had gone for the simpler bedroom attire, and Gabby's curve-hugging getup suddenly felt like too much. Already, plentiful holes were getting poked in her little shield of confidence.

It...didn't matter, the Latina guessed. After the violent squint of a woman trying to slough off her embarrassment, Gabby eased her way across the room toward Beth. Time to sound as if she was totally in command; the coolest of customers. "Hey...Beth, yeah?", she greeted and asked, with a wiggle-wave.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Beth had just finished her stretching once her opponent approached her. She seemed suave and confident, as if she was hiding something. But she did not pry into it, that was none of her business, and she knew it. Instead, the red/blue haired woman simply kicked off the slippers she had worn, leaving her barefoot in the carpet, before looking at her opponent with a little bit of a smirk.

"Indeed, that is me, Beth Jensson. And you must be, erm..." Beth instantly realised she had clean forgotten who her opponent was. "Oh yeah, Gabrielle Soto, right?" She said, her face blushing from forgetting her opponents name

She looked up and down her opponent, and the two seemed similar in terms of build. But it wasn't just build that mattered in this match. She wanted to kno how her opponent tasted. She quickly licked her lips and puckered up, before saying "Well, since the match demands we do it anyway, shall we have a quick kiss?" She said, inviting her opponent for a hug.

[HotWheels]

Welp, the woman didn't treat her like some nutjob, so Gabby considered that a victory. Perhaps she had witnessed nothing. Perhaps she had witnessed it all but was too shy to bring it up. Perhaps she was good at hiding that she found Gabby a lunatic. Again, having an answer did not overly matter, and the Latina nodded courteously once Beth had summoned her name. "Yeah, that's me. I assume they probably told you that this was...technically my idea, but I think of it more as a fun thing than-"

Beth licking her lips and looking like she had just slathered on her lipstick for the night made her pause, and she could tell the woman had...well, something else entirely on her mind. Gabby rolled her tongue to a stop and tilted her head before precisely that something else would revealed. And despite all of the fine work she had managed to do these past weeks in building self-esteem, she still went red from her chest up to her face. Beth wanted to...start with a kiss? Out of the blue?

"Um..." Why...say no to a pretty woman who wanted a friendly kiss before a match? Reasons left her mind entirely as she slowly made her way over. "Okay? It's just...this is new! This is new." And she should stop talking. As she leaned in, eying up Beth's lips for the whole journey...something occurred to her. Just before she sank into the embrace and reached far enough for the kiss, she slipped a finger between her and Beth's lips to pause. "...This isn't a trick, is it?"

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Beth never means disrespect to any opponent, unless she feels like they are a threat. She did not get any of those vibes from her opponent in this matchup, so had the upmost respect for her opponent. "Oh really? This is a very interesting match idea, and I like it a lot! The blue and red haired girl said as she smiled at her opponent.

Beth was a little surprised by her opponent's apparent issue with starting with a kiss, instead looking a little miffed and looking at Beth with a curious tone. She walked up to Gabrielle, putting her hand on her cheek, before speaking quietly. "Look, I am not trying to hurt you. My lipstick is just a basic brand, and it has never been tampered with. Think about it, if I had spiked the lipstick, I would have already tried to force the kiss, or done it during the match right? here, you can look at it yourself." Beth replied, giving her opponent the exact same lipstick, which smelled like a normal lipstick, and had no signs of tampering. It was made by a leading lipstick brand, the same one that Gabrielle used, in fact.

"This is no trick miss. Just a friendly kiss now before we get to tussling" She said in a very slightly seductive tone, and a wink at her to prove that she wasnt faking it. She waited for Gabrielle to decide whether she wanted to believe her.

[HotWheels]

Oh, shoot. They hadn't told her. Gabby internally smacked herself and outwardly rubbed her hands together; why did she always have to assume people knew potentially embarrassing things about her that they actually did not know!? At least Beth did not seem at all taken aback by the mention...only enthusiastic about it. That took a little of the sting off, and Gabby ended up brushing a loose strand of brown hair behind her ear. "Yeah, thanks. Glad it's popular with someone else, anyway!"

Honestly, the woman seemed...about as great of an opponent as the half-Latin beauty could ask for at first glance. Friendly so far, to the point of Gabby's having to wonder if she wasn't being too friendly. Admittedly, for all the growth of her confidence, she still wasn't used to all this business of meeting someone and having that person instantly interested in kissing her. It gave her pause, and in reality, she didn't even realize how much she should have paused.

Her eyes grew wider and wider while she listened to Beth's defense, and they had grown as big as saucers by the time the woman put the lipstick in her hand. Gabby glanced down at it before looking back into Beth's. "W- wait... People do that!?", she asked, incredulous. "I was just worried you were going to, I dunno, bop me in the back of the head." She had to worry about people kissing her with tainted lipstick, too!? That hadn't even crossed her mind.

The damning thought almost took her completely out of the moment, and she again glanced down at the lipstick. Best not...think about that right now. And make something of this. To save face, the Latina looked over Beth and gave a little shrug. "I guess I owe you one now to thank you for the warning," she said, and a hand slipped behind Beth's neck to pull her in closer as the Latina pushed up and brushed lips with her.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Beth's opponent still seemed somewhat reserved to Beth's immediate approach of a kiss, which was understandable, since the two of them had only just met. But in the league, there were women who meet and have full blown sex with each other, or try and hospitalise each other with steel chairs. Having a small kiss before the match wouldn't seem so out of place, or so Beth thought.

"Alas, yes. And I have heard far, far worse..." Beth said with a sombre look on her face. She knew all about the multitudes of savage women who would stop and nothing to se their opponent suffer in the most agonising way. Rose gold, the then-current Lightweight Champion, was just one of those people. But that was no matter for her now.

Soon enough, Beth managed to break the Latina's strong will, her body moving up to Beth's and her hand slowly working its way up her back to her neck, and the two of them touched lips for the first time. Beth liked the initial touch, so crept out her tongue briefly for a quick touch of the Latina's soft lips, before moving it back, and then engaging in the kiss proper, bringing the Latina in for a hug afterwards.

[HotWheels]

No, this all remained...totally different. Wild. To walk into a room with someone attractive with the intent to wrestle that someone, only for them to end up an inch from each other, pecking lips. Gabby honestly hope the crazy of being a part of LAW and getting wrapped up in these dreamy situations would never wear off. Sure, she might never get used to the crazy, but there was something appealing about that in and of itself. It allowed the thrill to remain, and for a woman who had come here planning to keep her head down and work hard, she would be thankful for the thrills.

For all her belief that she was an adept kisser, Gabby tentatively inched into Beth's space. They tapped lips lightly like uncertain dates at prom, and it was that pleasant stinging of a new experience, even though her kissing count seemed to be racking up since arriving. With a schoolgirl's coyness, she left their contact as a tap before leaning back, but Beth had apparently enjoyed it enough that Gabby could feel her reaching for more. Gabby let her eyes slide shut as Beth pushed further into the kiss, and her eyes slid down the woman's back, down to her hips.

Who needed a match when this could happen without it, anyway?

[FreshBritishSalmon]

The two women had an all-too brief kiss with each other, wrapping their arms around each other for what would be the only passionate moment they would have before thy did battle. Eventually, Beth released them both an parted their lips, before nodding to her opponent.

"Alright then, that is enough. Now then, shall we see who can pin each other down with their lips?" Beth smiled, moving away a little bit before looking at the floor and then to the bed, wondering where the two of them should compete.

"Would you like to do battle on the floor or on the bed?" She asked, not making a decision, and instead leaving it up to her attractive opponent. She began to stretch once more before they started their match.