L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai
Victory Conditions: Victory can only be obtained by forcing your opponent to orgasm after scoring a pinfall, submission, or knockout.

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Prayuth stood at the top of the ramp, looking out over the LAW crowd with his hands on hips, soaking it all in. Nearly 20,000 people, a packed house. Thousands and thousands of screaming fans. All on their feet, all of them cheering, all of them here for a fight. To see him fight.

He took in a deep breath, basking in the moment. It all felt familiar, and yet…not, in a way. He’d fought in front of crowds before. There was a small crowd in dingy underground joints, where you’d need a tetanus shot if you sat down in the wrong spot. It was intimate, but wild, and he’d called it home for the longest time. That was where he’d belonged, in the dirt and with the shadows.

He thought coming out to a crowd like this wouldn’t be all that much different, but the moment his

the scale of it all hit. It was bigger. More electric. Crazier. He was a movie star, he’d been seen by millions, but having them all right there, in the building, looking at him was an entirely different thing.

Deep breath. In. Out. Just another performance. He cracked his knuckles, raised his fist high, and let out a war cry.

Showtime!

Though he’d been in LAW for a hot minute at this point, this was his first time competing in an actual ring - all his matches before had been outside, away from the arena, special things for his movie and promotions. This was his first real match, and not only that, his first real hentai match. Was he a little nervous? Maybe. Excited? Oh, hell yes.

He waved to his fans, slapped a few hands, and made his way down to the ringside, where he promptly slipped off his jacket and handed it to the timekeeper. Prayuth slipped in under the bottom rope, and made his way over to his corner, where he got in a few light stretches while his music began to fade. All the while, he kept his eye trained to curtains, waiting for his opponent to follow…

Tara sighed softly in preparation as she prepared for her upcoming match with a mix of emotions, most notably frustration. Frustration at herself, for her own losses that she had taken recently, as well as frustration for Kyoko having lost her belly queen title and lastly... some frustration at... other things. Personal things.

Which in a way she was glad for this particular match type. No matter how it went Tara would get at least... some satisfaction. Well as long as her opponent was hot. She heard that it was a man which was fine with her, but she hadn't had the chance to check him out just yet, so she'd only get a view of him when she went out... Speaking of...

Spoiler

As her music began to hit Tara would sigh and step out from the entrance curtain, raising her arms up and posing for the crowd. Given the nature of this match up she opted for her original, more simple ring outfit along with a kick pads that left her toes and heels free, more suited for this type of match. Really the only difference between her wearing this now and when she first debuted was her hair now being shoulder length rather than a mohawk like when she first debuted.

Spoiler

Strutting down the ramp towards the ring with a sway of her hips Tara would look confident and even sexy as she approached the ring before hopping onto the apron and lifting her leg up before slipping through the ropes and into the ring proper, allowing her to take her first look at her opponent.... and boy was she not disappointed. "Well... You're not bad looking now are ya? Think ya can handle me handsome?" Tara would ask with a teasing tone while approaching the center of the ring to face off against Sayuth prior to the match starting proper.

Not just Prayuth’s first match, but his first ‘hentai’ match, at least in front of a crowd. He had some mixed feelings about that. He wasn’t a prude by any means, and he’d even considered doing a couple of porns in his youth, figuring that might be a quick way to make a buck…but he’d never gone through with it. Fighting, he could. Fucking, he could do. But the idea of juggling both balls was new territory for him.

Plus, there was always the problem of who they would put him up against. He didn’t know jack squat about Tara Jaeger besides the bare bones. She’d been on the roster a while, fairly experienced, and…yeah, that was about it. Was she good? He didn’t know. Had she done hentai matches much before? Didn’t know. Worrying, and not just because he wanted a challenge. The last thing his image needed was a video of him beating up and having his way with some little flower that couldn't hold her own. He’d forfeit the match before that happened.

Thankfully, though, that wouldn’t be necessary, it seemed. He could only go off looks, but the woman he saw emerge from the curtains wasn’t bad. Not bad at all, really.

Tara ticked a lot of his boxes. Fit. Strong. Confident, from the looks of her. The outfit she wore was hot, but functional, a good indication that she’d come to play in more ways than one. So far, so good.

Pray smirked as she called him out and made his way to center, eager to meet her. He decided to get a little bold and stepped into her personal space, getting chest to chest and forehead to forehead, wanting to see if he could get her to back down. ”I don’t think it. I know it.” His grin widened by a few centimeters. ”What about you, pretty lady?”

Sauntering right up to Prayuth who did the same, Tara would set her shoulders back and blow out a little breath of air into the man's face at his response while grinning teasingly at him.

"Is that so? Well... I guess we'll find out now won't we?" Tara asked and, rather than step back to create room she would do the opposite. Raising her leg up and resting it against his hip while sliding her hands over his arms to his shoulders and leaning her face closer to the man's own.

"Cause I'm confident that I can tame you... But I kinda want to see if you can tame me." She said flirtatiously, even leaning up just a bit more to press her lips into his own, getting this hentai bout started right off the bat as the bell would then ring in response!

Prayuth wasn’t sure what to expect with these hentai bouts. He’d done his research into - as much as you could research this sort of thing - but watching the matches didn’t turn up much of anything useful. As near as he could tell, it was just sex. Really competitive sex. How complicated could it be?

Well, now he felt a little stupid, because here was Tara, already getting under his skin before the bell even rang. He’d got in her face, gotten a little hot, and while he was expecting her to reciprocate, he didn't think she’d get this into it. He damn sure wasn’t expecting the kiss, but you know what? Not complaining.

He closed his eyes after the initial surprise and responded in kind, meeting her lips with his own, going deep, pulling in close, and getting a good feel for her body. Tight, strong, fit - yeah, she’d be a real problem once they got going. Which, sorry to say, meant he couldn't pass up this chance. Just too good.

Prayuth pulled out of the kiss, just long enough to press their foreheads together, letting him stare into her eyes. ”Just watch me.”

In the next moment, Prayuth wrapped his arms tight around her body, lifted her up, spun around, and brought her down hard on the mat with him on top, looking to slam her with a belly-to-belly suplex.