L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

“So for our special ladies only night we have a new attraction for you all!” would the woman, who owned the bar say loudly and proudly standing in a older boxing ring that was set up in the centre of her bar.
“The man over at law was willing two send us two of his steaming hot pieces of meat here to entertain us for the first ever Erotic bar brawl! How does it work oh ladies its simple and so well… our two boys will enter this very ring I am standing in and undress down to their birthday suits. After that they will begin to brawl until only one fighter is left standing. Though I know these boys are hot and steaming I ask you ladies not to touch them inside the ring, though if it happens that one of them drops out of the ring… there is no safe zone outside these ropes!”
She would turn to the door to the backstage area of the bar… giving a small sign. “introducing first from Mexico! Kyle!”
The young fighter would step out of the backstage area, he was just wearing a pair of mma gloves as well as a robe and boxershorts made out of cotton. He was feeling a little bit nervous, though this took him right back to his days in the underground fighting club. THe boy made sure to keep his distance from most of the ladies who were visiting the bar tonight!
He headed straight for the ring and waited inside for his opponent. HE would slowly walk up and down alongside the ropes. He had no idea who he be facing off against tonight!

What the hell did Royce get himself into?

He had thought the life of fighting in sleazy bars while bare assed was behind him, and yet, here he was once again. Of course, now they were paying him more than five times what he could have hoped to have made back home, now that he had a proper LAW deal, but it still rubbed him the wrong way a tiny bit. Nonetheless, a paycheck was hard to ignore for any young upstart, and so he waited for his own name to be called out.

When they announced his name, he would come out wearing nothing more than black boxer briefs and tiger print gloves, a bulging tent already visible underneath his skimpy underwear. The crowd grew ecstatic at the sight of him, already catcalling and cheering him on, and occasionally shouting all sorts of depravities they wished for him to inflict on his foe.

He had frankly expected some manner of cruelness when they refused to tell him who his opponent was, but instead he was met with a pretty similarly matched, athletic young man. He would stare him down as he entered the ring, wanting to see how he'd react, given that he knew absolutely nothing about the figure in front of him.

Watching the young man enter the fighting area was kind of strange for kyle. The blond fighter did have a mixture of confident and security about himself, telling the pink haired fighter that his opponent was more then confident in his own abilities and skills. But at the same time there was a wave of carefulness, showing that he wasn´t sure about what was expecting him in this upcoming match.

THe two boys stood across from each other on opposing sides of the ring, silently looking each other up and down. Kyle could not help but noticing how attractive his opponent looked he had some kind of flare on him… Making the heart of the young man rush. After a few more silent moments kyle walked over there and reached out with his hands. “I assume they didn´t tell you the name of your opponent either tonight!” he would hold his hand between them for a handshake. “I am kyle, its an honour to meet and match you tonight. May the better fighter win!” Kyle got a friendly but nervous smile on the lips as he was now close up with his opponent… His eyes feel on the eyes of his opponent, noticing his hetochromia... "wow beautiful eyes!"