Standard rules apply. Hentai is allowed.
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Leon Buck had caught the eyes of LAW scouts after a few of his indie bouts in America, taking it more so as a fun hobby to accompany his hardcore training and rampant partying, and his athletic profile and amazing look impressed enough that he was offered quite the deal. Not the biggest sack of cash to travel across the world and wrestle in Japan, but with a load of incentives that could increase his salary to near-main event levels if he could hit them. The incentives were pretty standard: Win a certain number of matches, keep a clean profile(clean relative to LAW standards), show clear improvement, among others that were more specific and nitty gritty. Point being: LAW saw a hot prospect and swooped them up, and now he's getting a chance to show his potential against one of the most infamous wrestlers in LAW.
Origa Xenia. Known playfully as the Crushable Amazon, she was one of, if not the tallest women in LAW, standing at an enormous 7'2" height. Yet despite her size always being an advantage, she was always the one who was manhandled and dominated. Her heart could 100% be in it, yet she had a weakness that, while being completely hidden in standard companies, was all too exploitable in the lewd land of League of Anime Wrestling. And it was her crippling sensitivity to lewd actions. Kissing, groping, fingering--even sensual touching may wind her up in a way that leaves her panting and vulnerable. And despite being fucked more than probably any other wrestler in the company, she retains her pride and continues to accept matches,seeking that first win.
And today wasn't going to be that day.
Music began to blare and pink spotlights began to swim among the audience, moving up and down, as the hottest male arrival burst out from the curtain. And it was clear that Leon was someone who thought highly of himself. Slicked back blond hair, shining as the lights shone down onto it. Same with his tanned skin, slick with oil to really accent his very well toned form. His shades, rimmed with hot pink and with small bars running through the lenses, were specifically designed just for him to match the rest of his gear. The ladies loved the leopard print, which accompanied the hot pink on the rest of his gear, and his trunks were purposefully tight on his hips, just to make sure that his crotch was very well accented against the shining black material.
Walking his way down the ramp with an arrogant saunter, that flashy smile never left his handsome face, thumbs ducked into the waistband of his trunks. Eventually, he reached the ring, in which Leon marched up the steps, swinging his arms with each ascent, before getting to the apron and spinning on it. Arms hooked over the top ropes, his upper body leaning backward, and hips jutted forward. Making sure his bulge was on display for the flashing cameras capturing the sight, before turning around and gripping the top ropes.
And just to show off, Leon launched his body forward, performing a full front-flip and landing perfectly on his feet, looking nothing like a punk and fully like the supreme(and athletic) douchebag that he was as he stood in the center of that ring. Making sure to pose for the cameras, before sauntering his way over to one of the ring corners, leaning back against them and crossing one leg over the other.
Time to see the Amazon in person.