L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ivan Ramirez

"I don't know how did you even manage this shit?" In the backrooms, Ivan question the midget in front of him.

Somehow, by some devil's pure luck, the son of a bitch managed to get him in a big fight for the most insane reason. Against a champion of all people.

Bounty:
Fight Skylar Jones
Reward: $1,000,000

He doesn't know how big that money is but those number of zeros probably mean it's big. The bounty is pretty simple enough, just fight the woman herself. His only gripe is that it is the champion. Granted, he did put some work to his name and made reputation for himself by beating (making love) with various women in LAW already.

But it's the Champion! It looked like some no name chump taking the world boxing champ for the belt.

Oh, he almost forgot. It's a Title Defense Match.

"I'm just that good." Mr.Q preened, looking pretty smug about it. Not only they got a pretty good deal for their first bounty hunting gig but it's also an easy mark.

Fight the champion? Easiest one million in his life. Maybe Nine hundred thousand with Ivan's cut in it but still almost a million bucks. This wrestling business gig is really putting his wallet out of commission with how far it is by now.

Ivan rolled his eyes at the smug looking midget, totally not caring that he is the one that's going to suffer for that million bucks. But at how large the reward is for the bounty, it may as well cover his medical bills afterwards.

"Go get them, future champ." Mr. Q teased as he made his way out of the room, earning a middle finger from the wrestler.

"Alright, just think about as any match before. Just with a difficulty tweak." Ivan muttered as his entrance theme began. Entering the arena's threshold, Ivan greeted he clamoring audience and fans with gusto. He threw a couple of rapid fire shadow boxing, warming up for the fight as he descends from the ramp into the ring.

Arriving at the ring, he climbs into his corner and greeted his supporters with a wave. It's his first big fight for now and many of his fans are quite eager for the show.

He hopes he can deliver.

And maybe a low medical bill afterwards.

Skylar Jones had a burning hatred for the male wrestlers of LAW, who at best, were no name losers who didn't have the talent to make it anywhere else and took up space on LAW's roster, whining and demanding respect they didn't deserve, and at worst, were monsters who overpowered and defiled the women they fought. And among the worst of the worst, was Ivan Ramirez, a strong young man who beat down and sexually humiliated every woman he'd faced thus far, and now, he challenged her for the title she'd given herself. What an opportunity, Sky thought, to make him suffer, make him pay for the things he'd done. To make him know that he was nothing but a big fish in a small pond who tormented those weaker than him, but now swam with a shark. But as she sat in her locker room and wrapped her wrists, there was more than pure bloodlust driving her enthusiasm for this match. For as much as Ivan was scum of the earth, Skylar felt a shameful physical attraction to him. She just couldn't help the fact that the idea of two sexy, sadistic monsters like herself and Ivan fighting for dominance made her all tingly inside.

Skylar Jones

Music

The arena would go dark, the only light anyone saw being the TV static the screens displayed as the opening notes of Skylar's song began to play. When the music hit it's crescendo, the sound of an electric guitar booming through the arena, the lights came back on to reveal the self-crowned champion standing at the top of the ramp, a scowl on her face. Hanging unceremoniously by the strap from her balled fist was the LAW Mixed Championship, nothing but a plastic toy she'd bought to make a point, being held with all the dignity and respect it deserved. She advanced down the ramp, sneering disdainfully at the jeering crowd. Even on the rare occasion she was the good guy, she'd always be the bad guy to them. Entering the ring, she tossed her belt to the referee, before locking her eyes on Ivan, her prey. A hungry grin spreading across her face, she stepped up to him, pressing her breasts against his chest. "You ready for the champion, boy?"

As Skylar's provocative presence approached, Ivan felt a spark ignite within him. He didn't like being called 'boy', but he didn't mind the way her voice dripped with seduction either. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling their bodies flush against each other.

His rough, calloused palms slid along the supple curves of her back, sending shivers down her spine as he ground his slowly hardening length against her. The wrestler's piercing blue eyes locked onto hers.

"I'll be ready when you are, little champ," Ivan growled, his hot breath tickling her ear as he spoke lowly. His hands began to roam, fingers tracing down to her ass before giving it a firm squeeze.

The audience erupted in cheers at the sight of the champion and challenger engaging in such an intimate display. Ivan relished the attention, his ego swelling with each scream and whistle. But his focus remained solely on Skylar, - his ultimate conquest tonight.