Tomoe Gozen vs Ivan Ramirez (I Quit Match)(POW)

[MR. Q]

I Quit POW match
Win condition: force verbal submission 'I Quit'
Stipulation: Loser becomes POW
Hentai Allowed

The fucker himself

The crowd's roar echoed in the jam-packed stadium as bright spotlights swiveled across the wrestling arena. With a swagger in his step, Ivan stepped out of the entrance tunnel. A cocky smirk was already plastered across his face—something his haters deeply hated him for his usual modus operandi in the ring.

Walking towards the ring and greeting (and giving the middle finger) to both of his fans and haters, his mind briefly wandered to the match ahead. An I Quit Match with POW stipulations. That's an extremely risky match and he couldn't believe some woman out there actually signed up for one.

Arriving at the foot of the ring, Ivan grabbed the lower rope, pulling himself up into the ring. The announcer's voice boomed over the speakers, listing his stats and accomplishments, but Ivan barely registered the words anymore. Not really interested in listening to his I'll reputation in the ring.

Well tonight, he's probably adding another mark on said reputation.

[Blade ocs]

Tomoe has never experienced intergender hentai. She already got her feet wet with hentai, so now she wants to see how intergender is. She heard Ivan was a good way to experience it, and this may be difficult, but she wants to give it a shot.







Tomoe goes out to the stage and does a big wave to everyone. She goes to walk down the ramp, pumping an arm in the air. She does to the outside and rolls inside of the ring. She does a jump with a She puts her foot in the air a few times, and then she goes to her corner.

"Hi! Thanks dor accepting I never did intergender hentai before. I wanted the full on experince. Let's do our best today!" Tomoe said to Ivan not really knowing what he known for. Like really she doesn't know.

[MR. Q]

Ivan's eyes widened slightly at Tomoe's confession.

'An intergender debut?' he thought incredulously, running a hand through his red hair. 'And she picked me. Of all the wrestlers, she had to pick the most notorious heel in LAW.'

"So you're tellin' me," Ivan began, his accented English thick with disbelief, "that you've never done intergender hentai before? At all?" He let out a low whistle, shaking his head. "Girl, you picked the wrong man for your first time if you want something soft and gentle." His cocky smirk returned as dirty thought began to form in his head.

"But hey, I admire the confidence. Real guts coming here thinking this is gonna be some kind of... You know." He shrugged.

[Blade ocs]

She closed her eyes, rubbed the back of her head, and smiled. "Ahhh... I guess I got told the wrong information. Well, that's Salome for you. She's a prankster. She must have a good reason, maybe hmmm."

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The crowd was baffled. Some realized that she really doesn't know. "Uhhh, Ivan got a reputation for besting and lewding up the female roster. "A fan said. Tomoe heard that.

Tomoe blinks a few times. "Oh hell, Salome. I am going to make you pay later." She said to herself." She took some deep breaths.

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Ivan blinked in genuine shock at the revelation, his mouth dropping open slightly before snapping shut with a click of teeth. Then a slow, grin spread across his face as understanding dawned.

"Wait wait wait—" Ivan held up a hand, laughing. "You didn't even know what kind of match this was? What I do to women in the ring?"

His eyes gleamed with amusement as he looked at her, sizing her up like a piece of meat. "Salome played you like a fiddle, didn't she? Gave you all sorts of info except the important part—that I specialize in humiliating women. In making them beg, scream, and cry."

He leaned against the ropes, arms crossed over his chest. "An I Quit match means we go until you say those two magic words—I quit. And with these POW rules?" He whistled. "Means whoever loses becomes the other's personal plaything. For however long it was signed with."

Ivan's gaze traveled over her body appreciatively. "But hey, you came here looking for intergender hentai, right? Well..." He cracked his knuckles. "...you picked the right guy. Just might not be what you expected."

[Blade ocs]

"Ohhhh... well, I have to deal with it. "Why do I fall for her tricks, ahhhh?" Tomoe complained.



"Well, no backing down, Ryona, man. This would be the second time I did a "I quit" match in a row. Let's go!" She said.



The crowd roared in excitement. Just then the bell rings. Tomeo moved around Ivan. Staring at him. She would get close to him. If he moves in, she would weave away to give him a roundhouse to his legs and then go for a jumping punch to his face. If that didn't knock him down, she would give him a spear to knock him down.



She would do the same thing if he came at her. It would just be him coming at her still. She sees he is muscular, but she has made bigger foes fall down before with her spears.

[MR. Q]

Ivan watched with as Tomoe positioned herself, clearly having some kind of strategy despite being woefully misinformed about what she'd gotten herself into. When the bell rang, he straightened up, rolling his shoulders before bouncing on his feet in a boxer's stance.

When she moved closer, Ivan kept his hands low on the side, leaving him open but prepared. "Alright then, let's see what you got."

As she circled him, Ivan's eyes tracked her movements carefully. She seemed to be planning some kind of attack—nothing too fancy, probably? He could see that in her stance, the way she was coiled like a spring ready to strike.

When she lunged forward, Ivan stepped back effortlessly, letting the roundhouse swing harmlessly before him. As she went for the jumping punch, he met her head on. He ducked low, just below her fist, before opening his arms to catch her mid-air. Catching her will allow him to lift and slam her to canvas, allowing for grounded move follow-up for himself.

[Blade ocs]

Tomoe got caught, and much to her disbelief, she got slammed onto the canvas. Not the disbelief of the counter but that she forgot she said she wouldn't start the march by going in for a jumping move early.



When she landed on the mat, she gave Ivan no time to mount. She would roll away. If Ivan were to follow and get close to her, especially to her legs, she would jump kick. Up.


If he would grab her legs, she does have some goings she can do, but she would worry about that later. If successfully rolled away, she would get up.


She figured him out after she got up. He will do anything to bring her down to try and fuck her. She guesses that he hasn't had a real match in a while, for all he does is go after girls in an sex fight.

[MR. Q]

Tomoe hit the mat hard after his successful catch, the impact reverberating through ring. But before Ivan could capitalize, she rolled away—a smart move and annoying one. He didn't expect she would recover immediately, missing his chance for a follow-up.

"Smart girl," he muttered under his breath, annoyed but patient.

When Tomoe got to her feet, Ivan surged forward. In response, Tomoe launched herself in the air for a jump kick but Ivan's not easily to get caught up a telegraphed move. He ducked underneath her as she sailed past over him. Gaining momentum, he reached the other end of the ring and hits the ropes with his back before catapulting back to Tomoe with a huge swing of his arm in a Lariat, hoping to catch her by surprise.

[Blade ocs]

Tomeo saw from her eyes that Ivan went to go behind her. She wanted him to close in. She went with her other leg to strike him in the stomach.

If Ivan didn't notice yet. Tomeo response times can be a quick one. He can't simply brute-force his way onto her. However, one thing about watches of Tomoe is she will note when she does this, it does cost her a nice amount of energy. They believe that this is one of Tomoe's flaws.

If her kick was successful, she would go in for a shoulder tackle onto Ivan, then back away a bit to go for her very own clarity towards Ivan.