Demonic Debut: Sebastian (D) vs Astrid

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Standard Match
Win by Pinfall only
Hentai is allowed
Loser becomes POW at the end

Astrid

The arena lights dimmed as smoke billowed onto the stage, creating the atmosphere. From behind the veil of artificial fog, Astrid emerged—her tall frame cutting through the haze. Her pink-red hair eye catching as always. She moved with deliberate sensuality, each step calculated to draw eyes to her curves barely contained by the scanty black slingshot bikini she wore—a tantalizing piece of fabric that did nothing to conceal her full breasts, and thin straps that disappeared into the cleft of her backside.

Her blue eyes scanned the crowd with practiced ease, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. This was what she lived for—the thrill of performance, of being watched, wanted, desired. At six feet tall, she cut an imposing figure despite her undeniable feminine beauty.

As she stepped into the ring proper, she paused dramatically and struck a pose—a hand on her hip, head tilted slightly, letting those watching take in the full view. "Mmm," she purred softly.

Resting on her corner, she smirks to herself as she feels confident in winning this match. It maybe her first intergender match in LAW but not her first in this career. She had toyed and humiliated men more than she could count and she's more than enough in this one. She had enough after a few loses in since her debut with no wins.

Time to change that.

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The curvaceous woman's sensual entrance came to a close just as the lights shifted to the opposite side of the arena. Through the fog, they caught only a pair of bright blue eyes reflecting through the mist, before the rest of the creature lying wait within stepped forward into full view. Standing at a few inches over six feet tall, and sculpted with muscle from head to toe that was concealed only by his blue gym shorts, Sebastian moved towards the ring, less walking towards it and more stalking forward like a wolf in the grass. He had been in fights all his life, but never in something as formal and commercialized as this. But he took to the fanfare immediately, playing up for the crowd and grinning arrogantly as he stepped into the ring and set his sights on the sexual goddess he'd be facing.

She was only marginally shorter than him, a surprise but not an unwelcome one. And she radiated sex appeal with deadly efficiency. She was here to compete, and everything about her presence said that she intended to win.

And that only made Sebastian want to break her more.

It was a nasty habit of his, an insistence on doing more than just winning, but dominating. His matches would not end quickly. As he took to his own corner, he made it clear that his gaze was devouring every inch of her like he owned it. "Makes one wonder why you bother to wear anything at all." he taunted from across the way, powerful arms spread wide as they rested on the ropes on either side, the picture of relaxation as he made sure to convey his complete and utter lack of concern going in to this matchup.

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Astrid's eyes narrowed at Sebastian's comment, though the smirk never quite left her lips. She crossed her arms under her chest—which only served to push her breasts up enticingly—and tilted her head to regard him with an expression that mixed amusement and challenge.

"Oh really now?" Her voice carried easily across the ring, smooth as silk and laced with just a hint of playful mockery. "I suppose you think you're being clever."

Inward, she's concerned. He's bigger than her considerably and that's a very concerning fact. It doesn't mean she would back down though. Clearly his more interested in her body which she can use.

The bell's sharp clang echoed through the arena, signaling the start of the match. Without hesitation, Astrid stepped forward, her hips swaying deliberately with each movement.

Then she stopped abruptly, turning her back to him completely. With a languid motion, she reached behind herself and hooked her thumbs into the thin straps of her bikini. In one fluid motion, she slid them down just enough to reveal her bare pussy.

She glanced back at him over her shoulder, those eyes glinting with mischief and challenge. "Is this what you were hoping to see?" She taunts.

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Sebastian didn't even bother to meet her gaze, as his eyes were far too concerned with the rest of her body to even bother paying her that respect. Not only did he show little if any concern for Astrid as an opponent, but his muscles only seemed to flex as a way to show off for the crowd, a sign that he wasn't even thinking of this as a fight, just a way to cement his brand in a flashy debut.

Her voice was honey on Sebastian's ears, another way in which she had sculpted herself into the perfect weapon of temptation, but his cocky smile didn't falter for a second. "Who needs to be clever when you're just stronger." he shot back, still leaning against the ropes even as the bell rang for their match to begin.

Content to watch that hypnotic sway of her hips for a moment, he simply waited for her to finish her little show, neither himself nor the crowd able to look away as she immediately went on the offensive, in her own way, flashing him a pristine image of her pussy. A perfect peach that undoubtedly could work as much magic as the rest of her body.

"Going straight for the main event hm? Hasn't anybody ever taught you the value of a good build up?" he said as he stood up straight, finally making his way towards the center where she waited. Though mostly unfazed, the prominent tent in his shorts was undeniable as he closed the distance with a casual stroll, showing little concern as he openly waltzed right into whatever trap she was hoping to lay.

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Astrid's lips curled into a wicked smile at Sebastian's comment, though she didn't let the triumph show in her eyes. Instead, she straightened up slowly, letting the bikini bottoms snap back into place.

"A good build-up?" she purred, taking a deliberate step backward while maintaining eye contact with him. "Darling, I'm just starting."

When he closed within range, she didn't move immediately. "You know..." she began softly. "Most men get nervous when a woman like me looks at them like this." She gestured vaguely between them both with one slender finger. "But you? I like that." She then throws herself on him, wrapping her arms on his neck and pressing her mammaries against his hard chest.

She looks up at him with a smirk, before kneeing him in the abdomen.