Golden Temptations - Kaelara Tripathi vs Ayumi Tanaka [Bedroom Endurance Livestream]

[NotoriousGoddess]

Match Type: Bedroom Endurance
Victory Conditions: If a competitor knocks their opponent out and they are unable to respond to a ten-count to rise. If a competitor verbally resigns from the match.

Kaelara would be meditating as she was driven to a remote penthouse, rented out by LAW to hold a match. Miss Tripathi herself was no stranger to the more intimate side of the LAW universe. Heck, one of her debut matches involved softcore rules! Although she enjoyed showing off and tending to a loving audience, she enjoyed showing her opponents what she could do too. That, and the fact that she loved making sure her opponents have an exquisite time with her under the sheets would make her want to indulge in a private, sensual match with a very lucky opponent. Sure, there would be plenty of cameras broadcasting every divine second of their sexy brawl, but that certainly didn't ruin the sweet time that Kaelara would have against a lady of similar skill as her. So, here she was now, being driven to a lovely, spacious penthouse.

Kae would arrive outside of the edifice, clad in a silky robe underneath her pristine black-and-gold lingerie. When she opened the penthouse door, she was greeted by a wash of warmth and golden light spilling from the ceiling fixtures, bouncing off the glass walls that offered a breathtaking nighttime view of the city below. She stepped inside, taking her shoes off by the door and closing it upon entry. Gazing around the house, she would see a cozy sight all around her.

Kaelara padded forward on bare feet, the floor cool beneath her soles, and entered the master bedroom. With a slight flick of her wrists, she untied her robe at the waist, letting the silky garment slip from her shoulders and pool at her feet before she lifted it and hung it neatly inside the empty close, revealing her never-before seen lingerie, one that she had been saving for her opponent. The black lace hugged her cures like it was custom-stitched for her, while the gold accents shimmered underneath the lights. She would sensually make her way towards the bed, her hand brushing over one of the cameras, tilting her head as she grinned.

The entire setup was perfect. Wide windows behind the bead showed the dazzling skyline, cameras discreetly mounted in the corners of the room capturing every angle. Kae settled herself on the edge of the bed, laying down onto her side as she showed off her glistening figure. One leg curled on the other, Kae was ready to give an exquisite show that neither of them would forget. All that was left was for the other star to arrive, and the rest of the night would be theirs to enjoy.

[Parker]

From the master bedroom, Kaelara’s world was soft light and glass, the cityscape glittering beyond the wide windows. She had settled herself but even she could hear the subtle signs of company approaching. The first sound was faint, a muffled click as the front door opened and closed with the hush of careful hands. The echo of slippers followed, a muted shuffle against the polished hardwood floor. Whoever had entered wasn’t hurrying; the rhythm of the steps was slow, deliberate, a stark contrast to the silken pulse of her own anticipation.

A light metallic click from the corner of the living area, one of the tripod cameras being adjusted. The squeak of slippers turning sharply on tile as she tested an angle. The faint scrape of plastic against glass, likely her fingertips brushing one of the small dome cameras set discreetly in the ceiling.

More footsteps, circling. A low hum of electronics as a switch was toggled. The soft, purposeful tap-tap of nails against the side of the lens as if confirming stability. Kaelara could almost map their path in her head: from the foyer to the living room, to the wide windows overlooking the city. A pause there, the faint flutter of fabric as someone leaned close to adjust something, and then back again across the floor.

The penthouse carried sound differently, glass and marble turning every small action into a muted but noticeable note. A soft clack, something plastic, brushing up against the edge of a wall. A pause near the kitchen, the soft sigh of hinges opening, perhaps a quick check of a hidden corner camera placed high by the counter. Then the slippered steps resumed, drawing nearer.

Kaelara lay still, golden light tracing every curve of her figure, listening as her soon-to-arrive opponent completed her methodical inspection. There was a pause just outside the bedroom door. Then, the final detail, the penthouse lights beyond the master bedroom, were dimmed to a low smolder.

Ayumi Tanaka’s silhouette darkened the doorway, pink eyes sheening in the warm light that spilled across the master bedroom. In contrast to Kaelara’s carefully staged figure sprawled on the bed, Ayumi looked plain, practical even. An ivory white robe with the hotel’s logo stitched neatly across the chest, matching slippers padding silently across the floor.

Her gaze flicked to Kaelara only for a moment, the briefest acknowledgment, before she crossed the threshold with an even stride.
“...Don’t mind me,” she said offhandedly, her tone soft and matter-of-fact, as though they were sharing a workspace instead of about to share a bed. “Just a moment.”

She moved with deliberate economy, the laptop balanced easily under one arm, a coil of cables in the other hand. The desk at the far wall was her destination. The shuffle of slippers, the muted thunk of the laptop set down, the quick flip of its lid. Blue light from the screen washed faintly against her face as she crouched and reached for the port beneath the desk, sliding a cable neatly into place with a muted click.

Kaelara could hear the low hum of the system linking, audio, video, all the eyes and ears of the penthouse syncing to Ayumi’s laptop. Ayumi typed with brisk keystrokes, pink eyes reflecting faint glimmers of the interface as she monitored the feed. A few windows opened, small previews showing each camera’s perspective: the living room, the wide windows, the corners of the master suite. A quick check of the audio levels followed, the faint buzz of mic feedback dying to silence as she tuned them down.

Only after she was satisfied did she glance back over her shoulder. Kaelara still reclined in the light, all grace and poise. Ayumi’s lips curved into something that wasn’t quite a smirk but carried a trace of wry amusement.

“There, now we’re ready to go live,” she informed casually, tugging the cord straight so it didn’t tangle. With that, Ayumi straightened, the robe shifting against her frame as she padded back a step from the desk. Her demeanor remained composed, professional, utterly unfazed by Kaelara’s deliberate display on the bed. The corner of her lip tugged into a small smirk as she tilted her head, a cascade of lavender and neon pink tumbled over one of her shoulders. “Ms. Tripathi, I presume. You’ve such a lovely complexion.”

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kaelara's head lifted as the sound of soft footsteps drew closer, her gaze drifting towards the doorway just in time to catch the silhouette of her opponent. She grinned to herself, shifting lazily on the bed, one leg sliding down so her bare toes brushed the floor.

When Ayumi finally appear in full view, Kaelara's grin widened. Not because of anything flashy or dramatic, but because of how calm she seemed. The way she carried herself with such poise... it was different from Kae's own usual theatrics. That contrast immediately intrigued the Peacock Goddess.

She stayed quiet as Ayumi moved about the room, watching her closely. The robe shifting as she crouched by the desk, the way her fingers tapped on the keyboard, the faint glow of the laptop screen against her face, Kaelara found herself entertained by the whole process. She had expected her opponent to make a show of arriving, but instead, Ayumi looked almost like she was just clocking into another late night shift at work. Kae would grin as Ayumi almost seemed unaffected in any way by the sight of her stretched across the bed in black and gold lace. It made her chuckle softly under her breath.

When Ayumi finally finished her adjustments and turned to her, Kaelara propped herself up on one elbow, letting her black hair and golden strand spill down onto her shoulder. Her lips curved into a sly grin.

"You presume correctly, Miss Tanaka. Mmm... so professional," she teased. "I'd have thought you'd at least steal a glance or two before working on the setup." Her eyes lingered on Ayumi. It was honestly refreshing to see a change from the usual wide-eyed awe she elicited. "Flattery will get you very far, but if you're going to talk about my complexion, you must be willing to earn a closer look~"

Kaelara stretched again, slow and deliberate, before settling back with one leg bent and her arm draped casually over her hip.

"So tell me," she said, tilting her head as her gaze held Ayumi's. "Do you plan to waste more of our beloved viewers' time and and keep them waiting, or are you ready to bless them with a divine spectacle that only the two of us can deliver?"

[Parker]

Ayumi rose lightly onto her tiptoes, the curve of her backside molding against the desk’s edge before she let herself ease down upon it, every motion languid and deliberate. The large mounted screen behind her flickered alive, its glow casting a soft highlight over the frame of her robe. Perched with effortless grace, she toyed idly with the fluffy belt, fingertips brushing over the knot as though she might undo it, yet never truly doing so. The game was in the suggestion, and she played it well.

Kaelara’s impatience was written all over her; Ayumi could almost taste the eagerness to skip past the pleasantries. That only made it sweeter to tease, to stretch every moment into something heavy with anticipation.

“You needn’t worry, dear,” she purred, her voice velvet-wrapped steel. “I’ve not only more flattery to give but a fair bit of flattening as well. I won’t need to earn what I intend to take.”

With a fluid lean, Ayumi slipped down from the desk, her bare soles whispering across the floor as she circled the bed. Her hand brushed against one of the posts, leaning into it just enough to arch her hip, her smile lazy and amused as she gave Kaelara the full weight of her gaze. “Waiting,” she added knowingly, tilting her head with a sly sparkle in her eyes, “only makes them want it more.”

The belt had loosened, so subtle, so unannounced, that her robe caught the air as she moved, fluttering open in her wake. By the time she reached the far end of the bed, the cotton slid soundlessly from her shoulders, pooling at her feet in a careless cascade. Beneath, she wore a lacey one-piece trimmed in satin, the fabric cut daringly enough to suggest that it was fighting to contain the tide of her curves.

climbed onto the bed with feline poise, first one leg, then the other, her knees sinking into the mattress with a soft give. Rising onto both knees, she loomed above Kaelara, her posture regal yet intimate, chin tipped slightly downward so her long lashes cast shadows over her smile. From that angle, she didn’t need to speak. Her body said it all: Ayumi was already positioning for control, and she meant to savor every second of it.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kaelara's hazel eyes followed every movement of Ayumi's body, from the slow unravel of the robe's belt to the way the fabric kissed her shoulders before slipping away entirely. The Peacock Goddess allowed herself a low, approving hum, her grin widening after being gifted a rare performance like this to enjoy before the match begun.

"Mmm, so that's how you play it," Kae purred, still resting on the pillows as Ayumi advanced across the bed. "You really do know how to make a stage yours. But frankly, I think they- we've been waiting long enough~" Her tone dripped with slight admiration for a fellow entertainer, though Kae's playful smirk hinted at a challenge too. Kae finally rose from her place of rest, her hair falling like ink over her shoulders, and pushed herself fully upright, the golden lock of hair being pushed to the side as she now saw her opponent in all her glory. With slow, purposeful grace, Kaelara let her body stretch tall, her golden accents catching the low light like fire. She rolled her shoulders back, arms gliding outward to frame her statuesque silhouette before she tilted her head toward Ayumi.

"So then," she teased, her sultry voice barely getting picked up by the audio equipment. "since you insist on flattening what you can't, let's see if you can even hold me first."

With that, Kaelara stepped forward onto the mattress, her knees sinking slightly into the plush bedding as she closed the distance between them. She extended both hands outwards as her ample breasts bore into Ayumi's. She extended both hands outward, fingers curling invitingly in the universal gesture of a fingerlock test of strength. Her wrists rolled with elegance, her palms upturned, daring Ayumi to meet her own grasp. Her arms framed the line of her cleavage as she slightly leaned forward too, her hips subtly angled, emphasizing her curves.

"Come now, Miss Tanaka~"

[Parker]

Ayumi’s smile only deepened as Kaelara rose, the interplay of gold accents and heavy shadow making her look every inch the goddess she so proudly claimed to be. But Ayumi had worn the crown of seduction too many times to be awed by grandeur. She saw her for what she was, a woman of want in need of someone to be of service. She drifted forward on her knees, the satin of her attire whispering while she moved over the sheets, her hips swayed with languid precision. Each knee planted sank into the mattress, a huntress closing in on her prize, eyes locked unwaveringly on Kaelara’s.

When their hands met, Ayumi let her palms slip seamlessly into Kaelara’s, pressing flush with a perfect, almost fated fit, like a puzzle piece settling into place. She lingered just long enough to tease, fingertips grazing across Kaelara’s knuckles before her grip tightened, fingers lacing and locking together with deliberate intimacy. The pressure in her arms built in slow increments, a test that was less about strength than about closeness.

Her shoulders rolled forward as she leaned in, chest brushing and then fully pressing into Kaelara’s. Their entwined hands shifted outward under Ayumi’s gentle coaxing, dragging their torsos tighter until their breasts flattened and molded against one another, soft warmth giving way to the steady grind of body against body. A pleased hum purred in Ayumi’s throat, savoring the feel of Kaelara’s curves meeting her own, the thin scraps of fabric between them doing nothing to dull the electricity of their contact.

She spread her thighs wider, anchoring herself with predatory patience, every inch of her posture designed to position herself well for moves yet to be made without rushing. Her breath ghosted across Kaelara’s cheek as she pressed closer, closer still, until her lips brushed a delicate kiss along the line of Kaelara’s jaw.

Her mouth hovered by her ear, the low, sultry rumble of her voice curling like smoke.

“Mmm… you wear your throne well, Kaelara. But the moment you fall into my arms… it all becomes mine.” Ayumi lowered her head, hungrily lips desiring to sink into Kaelara’s neck and bestow upon her the worshiping kisses she so desired. Wet and heated, with the intimacy of a lover lost at sea finally having returned to claim what was hers.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kae watched with enticement as Ayumi played her part as the second entertainer in a match that would certainly bless all that watch it, humming softly as Ayumi met her touch. Even the Peacock Goddess herself could tell that the pinkette was well versed in this sort of match, her brilliantly pushing all of her buttons at once. She, in turn, followed along, matching Ayumi's flow like water. Her sweet, plush lips curled into a smile as her opponent transformed her lingering, teasing touch she had on her hands initially into a fastened, secured grip, before stretching out her arms outwards and letting the peacock show off her wingspan to the inspecting cameras and, by extension, to the lucky viewers sitting behind their screens, their closely knit conflict glowing on their faces. She would lean into Ayumi for the bare amount of support as she rested her head on her shoulder for a slight moment, certainly not complaining about the immediate intimacy she shared. She would let out an amused yawn, flexing her toned back muscles that looked like they were chiseled out of a statue belonging in a museum.

As the match was finally starting up, Kae and her partner stayed voiceless for the time being, letting their maneuvers do all the speaking. The lacey lingerie that Kae was wearing hugged her body firmly, showcasing every bit of her defined self perfectly. As she spread her thighs out and pressed further into the wall of sensuality that was Ayumi, her divine derriere thrusted back when she arched and stretched her spine a bit, feeling loose while simultaneously giving some eye candy. What could ya' say? She definitely knew what course of action to take to retain the most viewers.

Stifling a slight moan as her breasts began to mold and take form against Ayumi's, taking the shape as their bare skin collided, Kaelara would nuzzle her nose to the side of her acquaintance's neck, tracing near perfect circles as she took in her scent like a predator sizing up its prey. She would inch forwards, her nether regions deliberately touching Ayumi's as her stomach brushed her opponent's softer tummy before going fully in, mushing malleably despite the thin layer of satin preventing her from experiencing her bare, smooth, soft skin. If this weren't a match — hell — if there weren't even cameras, Kae would have taken this intimate opportunity to cuddle up and deny the match altogether. Although, she wouldn't deny her fellow colleague the experience of showing some love to them in a more... competitive way. Kae would enjoy her time before she felt the sensation of two lips planting an affectionate kiss at her jaw.

Kaelara would be lying if she said she didn't expect the worshipping to come sooner. As if a spark had lit up between them, Kaelara felt energized, chuckling to herself as she embraced the displays of love with open arms, literally. "I'd have thought it would have taken you longer to fall for me~" she hummed into her ear, loud enough just for Ayumi to comprehend. She would coo into her cheek, her frame sinking deeper into Ayumi's flesh, kissing it soothingly as she accepted the advances from her prized offering.

"But you forget, my dear Ayumi..." Kae started, knowing what would come next. She had faced too many people to know that they never stop at just one. "I'm not the only goddess here deserving of worship~" With that, she would grip back strongly, enjoying the soothing sensations of Ayumi's kisses, but not letting them faze her as she herself planted the first kiss on her cheekbone, before following it up after with a series of them that drew tantalizingly close to her lips. She would stand her ground and push back onto the lustful woman, flattening their breasts even more and attempting to get her onto her back. If her plan worked, she would silence whatever qualms Ayumi would have with further action.

[Parker]

Ayumi hummed softly as her lips claimed Kaelara’s neck, and with no resistance, she happily had her way. She left warm, wet kisses along the other woman’s neck, occasionally latching on to suckle at her, leaving light markings as her lips audibly popped when they pulled back. She made no real effort to contain the other woman once their arms were held past keeping them bound and unable to be used. Fingers curled possessively over the other woman’s knuckles.

Ayumi's eyes glimmered with a blend of mischief as she felt the other woman shift to press them further together. She let Kaelara work to mold their bodies, for now, Ayumi maintained her strong base, letting her remain straight even as her opponent pushed up against her. The Velvet Vice let her weight sink ever so slightly, then her thighs flexed, raising her back up. Small increments, barely noticeable from the distance camera shot but very perceivable to both women as she rubbed their bodies up against one another in a slow but steady grind. No grab for control, just mutual pleasure to be had.

Ayumi let out a muffled chuckle between her lavish kisses, tilting her head to return the nuzzle. There was no attempt made to silence her pleased hums. She invited not only the sensation but the sound, huskily moaning into his kisses, letting her voice rumble against the soft vulnerable skin of Kaelara. When she broke away, it was to speak, low and intimate, an airy breathless quality to her voice that gave it a raw and cranial edge. “I am a faithful servant. I will adorn you will all the love you could ever want.”

Ayumi offered herself to every kiss once the first one pressed against her, letting Kaelara know her satisfaction, embellishing each press of her lips with a loving sigh or moan. The woman painted herself as a goddess made flesh and Ayumi was here to make the fantasies' reality for her. When the other woman teased closer to her lips, though, Ayumi leaned away with a playful giggle, remaining elusive as if it were something that needed to be earned. She kept her lips busy, placing soft kiss after kiss along her jawline and neck instead.

She felt Kaelara leaning into her, attempting to guide her down. Ayumi’s knees sank a little deeper into the mattress with the pressure but it was clear she knew how to stabalize herself. Without applying much force, her strong base held firm with a mix of positioning and weight. She giggled softly as she bounced gently, continuing to gring up against the other woman as she pushed.

Slowly, though, Kaelara began to feel some give as Ayumi adjusted herself, letting herself be overtaken little by little. It took actual effort to fight against her fortifications, but eventually the lavender-haired wrestler would drift backwards and give her opponent her moment of conquest over her.

She sank into the sheets, using her grip on their hands, still locked together, to drag Kaelara with her, wanting the other woman to be on top of her. She would fit so well, snuggly pressed up against Ayumi, who had let her thighs part wide. An inviting place to hold Kaelara as her legs coiled around the other woman’s midsection to tightly begin to constrict and show just how strong she actually was, where it counted.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Kae's thighs toned as she satisfyingly flexed them, showing her goods off to the private crowd as well as to her opponent. Starting to lean and attempting to bring her opponent to the floor of the satin mattress, she would notice that Ayumi had conformed exactly to her mold, reacting subtly, but appropriately and pleasingly to her movements. The Peacock Goddess chirped at the grind, squeezing her soft palms in pulses, squashing any pockets of air that formed in the gaps between their hands.

Kae accepted the inevitable, deliberate rubbing action, responding to Ayumi's worshipping of her tenfold and blessing her with her velvet lips. Gradually becoming more moist and succulent as her treatment went on, her lips left no features of Ayumi's dazzling face uncovered and unrelinquished from their grasp. Her long, jet-black hair drew like a curtain from the back of her head, covering the scene from behind as if the cameras weren't supposed to watch the immensely sensual foreplay that was unfolding in front of their lenses.

"Quite the offering that I have in my arms then, don't I~?" Kae would say, just loud enough for her sultry words to barely escape her passionate lips between their presses on Ayumi's smooth skin. "But I do hope you take as well as you give. After all, even self-proclaimed servants such as yourself are also deserving of my everlasting love~" After Ayumi leaned back from Kae's tease, she too would giggle, clearly enjoying the inherent playful nature that was embedded into both of their purviews.

Kae's golden strand intertwined with Ayumi's pink-streaked regions, them sharing the miniscule dews of sweat forming at the far, upper reaches of each of their forwheads. Now that she had gotten familiar with her opponent, it was time to take action in order to make her hers. Flowing through the grinding motions that the two of them had contributed towards until now, she would move accordingly, grinning at the bounces as they both provided only a slight amount of force to each other that was mostly meant to tease.

Before she could even let out a noise of acknowledgement, Kae would follow Ayumi's lead, purposefully and gracefully collapsing on top of her diving body, it feeling exquisite against and under her own curves. Their assets mushed pleasurably into one another, and as Ayumi coiled her thighs around Kaelara's midsection, she too would lean more into the press, enjoying her preordained, assisted, and sensual conquest. She would let out a moan as she felt Ayumi's thicc and plush legs wrap around her body, while still pressing onto her breasts with her own, their arms being out of the question.

However, Kaelara wasn't one to only receive. She would slowly and deliberately guide Ayumi's hands upwards, brushing them over the sheets and giving both of their upper bodies a nice stretch while she continued to pop her lips against her chin and cheeks. If her attempt of pinning her was successful, she would shift her upper body forwards, aiming to encase Ayumi's gorgeous face in between her own bountiful breasts as her thighs followed her on her journey. Kae would mark the end of the temporary trading of kisses with a sloppy kiss to her forehead, right in between Ayumi's groomed, well kept eyebrows, before descending her chest upon the woman's head, hoping that contact would be made.

[Parker]

When both women sank back into the mattress, Ayumi exhaled a soft, contented sigh, the kind that came not from exhaustion, but satisfaction. The bed shifted beneath them as Kaelara’s weight settled across her, warm and heavy, pressing the two women into a seamless, full-bodied contact. Ayumi’s chest rose beneath the goddess’s frame, the slow rhythm of her breathing matching the pulse of the moment.

Even as they compressed, mushrooming against one another it hardly made for good posture to be stuck on top. Would it have been a more powerful position? Perhaps, but the self titled goddess had willingly allowed herself to throw most of that away. She had chosen this position for a reason. Being flat on her back meant not having to support her weight, tire her knees, or work to maneuver. It meant conserving energy when she was most fit to escape the leverage being below lost her.

It might have looked like surrender to anyone watching. But Ayumi was too practiced, too deliberate for that. She knew the power of yielding. She didn’t need to stand tall to dominate; she could rule the world from her back if she wished.

She smiled, her voice coming out in a low, languid hum. "Not to worry," she murmured, the tone dripping with quiet indulgence, "I’ll have my fill of love in your every embrace and moan. I long to hear your sweet words for me."

Her legs, soft and plump, slid along Kaelara’s sides, gliding until her thighs framed the other woman’s body. The movement was smooth, inviting, an embrace more than a snare. Her touch was warm, deliberate, each adjustment slow and precise as she drew their bodies closer. Ayumi’s fingers unfurled, then laced again with Kaelara’s, the slow press of skin against skin tracing a whisper of friction across the sheets.

Their joined arms drifted above Ayumi’s head, the fabric beneath them rippling in faint, wrinkled waves left in their wake. She purred softly, the sound rich and feline, her head turning as Kaelara teased her with kisses. She could no longer reach easily to return them, but she snuck one whenever opportunity brushed close, a stolen indulgence here, a teasing counter there, small acts that made her submissive position seem almost playful.

For a while, she allowed Kaelara her fun. It was the courteous thing to do, after all. Then, Ayumi felt the shift, that subtle change in balance, the faint rise of her opponent’s hips that betrayed intent. A move meant to claim the upper ground. A simple thing, under the guise of their mutual fun, but one Ayumi knew well enough. Her career was built on the back of her smothering skills after all. In that instant, Ayumi’s smile deepened and her thighs tightened.

What had been an embrace became an unyielding trap. The plushness of her legs turned to iron as she extended them outward, her calves flexing, the locked point of her ankles straining with precision. Kaelara’s attempt to climb higher halted and immediately anchored as those legs around her meant to squeeze air from her lungs. Ayumi’s strength didn’t shout in the way of rippling muscles and a wide frame, it whispered, slow and inexorable only shown in moments like this.

"Now, where did you think you were going?" she asked, her tone soft but edged with a teasing amusement. Her smirk widened, the corners of her lips tugging upward as the hold tightened again, a demonstration of crippling strength wrapped in grace.

"There’s still so much more to do here, after all…" she added, voice lowering to something almost intimate. Her expression shifted, from playful to knowing, the calm of someone who already saw the end of the struggle. She gave a small shake of her head, lavender and neon pink hair tussled on the sheets with a few strands hanging wild over her face as she stared up at her opponent, her smirk turning to a mock pout.