Domino vs (D) Elli "Yuffie" Adams

[CyanDimitrik]

Standard Match
Victory achieved through Pinfall, Submission, or K.O.

A new night in the LAW arena, and per the norm', Domino is set to square off against another girl. He's genuinely unsure he'll ever get used to it. A part of him hopes he never does. There's an inherent level of sensuality in the fight, a sort of power struggle; the goal's still the same, but it all seems so extremely different when against a woman. It doesn't help that LAW seems over-burdened with absurdly attractive girls, on top of that. Where they keep finding them, he hasn't a clue. But more to the point, becoming desensitized to that could lead to other, bigger problems.

That said, there's a significant level of doubt it'll become an issue. Every match he's scheduled for comes with an admittedly guilty twinge of excitement - to see what interesting, and almost certainly gorgeous female they're going to pair him with. The overall goal hasn't changed; in fact, this setup may have made it even more of a challenge to be recognized as a legitimate fighter. But it doesn't mean he can't enjoy the journey, right?

Domino

Domino tugs his shirt off to toss onto the counter and squints at the mirror. Is he going native? Enjoying things a little too much? Ugh. He needs to keep focus. Whether it's in a federation dominated by supernaturally attractive women, or one of a more standard fare, he set out to prove expectations wrong and rise above the naysayers. He won't be defined by the bargain he'd made with his parents years ago - a bargain he maintains now out of respect. He means to be defined by in-ring skill. Talent. Tenacity.

His shorts are removed, leaving him at last only in his standard wrestling gear: black and white trunks, shin-high boots, and bracers to match. This leaves his muscled thighs and arms largely exposed, along with the entirety of his sleekly-toned upper body open to the air. Time's come to get into position.

He doesn't have to wait long before his music hits. That same standard techno thrum. One of these days, he's gonna get that sorted out. How he manages to keep forgetting about it, or putting it on the backburner, he can't account. But he steps out onto the ramp with the same level of energy, regardless, left fist thrust into the air to greet the crowd.

The young model takes off at a jog, slapping a train of highfives along the way only to be paused by a couple female fans. Those get a quick, but appreciative hug. Upon reaching the edge of the ring, he hops up onto the apron and ducks between the ropes. A quick trot brings him up the next turnbuckle, where he perches upon the middle ropes to throw up a fist in salute to the audience a second time. The fist is brought back down to thump over his heart a couple times with a nod.

At last, he drops and turns to face the entrance ramp, anxious to see his opponent.

[DarkMagician]

Elli Adams. A new asset to L.A.W. This cheerful, energetic and young lady was in her debut match and was preparing against her first opponent. L.A.W. was known to be filled with incredible amount of female wrestlers and males were easily outnumbered by the female fighters. Surprisingly, her first match was against a male fighter, Domino.

This, however, was not something that would frighten her. She might even be less comfortable facing a female wrestler. Her teenage years and most of her childhood was passed in a remote village where she didn’t even had a mother figure with her. There were no girls at her age where she grew up, therefore, she consistently hung out with boys. Therefore, she was pretty confident going against a male. She was excited but not at all frightened. In her mind, this was just a match against an opponent she need to beat in a brawl.

Her wrestling attire made her look like a ninja cosplayer. She wasn’t so eager to wear it but it was her manager’s choice. She looked at the mirror to see how she looks in it. She was used to wear short shorts like these ones but she was not used to wear crop tops which reveals her midriff like this one. She wouldn’t mind that but it was a new feeling for her as she could feel the breeze of the cool air of the backstage. It was nearly the time to make her entrance, she stood before the curtain that separated the stage with the backstage.

Spoiler

Once her theme song started to play, she would make her appearance. As she walked down the ramp, she would cheerfully sent kisses here and there as it was her first match, her manager told her that she needed to make a first good impression.

She could see her opponent from there, he looked quite unusual. She haven’t seen any man like that before. Her eyes shined once she saw her opponent. She ran at the ring and slid beneath the bottom rope. She seemed mesmerized with her opponent looking at him directly without no shame whatsoever. She slowly approached her opponent as if he was something that she would eat, she reached to him with one of her hand. She touched his abs with her finger tips with her mouth open. She might seem like a total creep right now but she didn’t care. Her complete attention was towards her opponents’ abs right now.

“I haven’t seen anything like this before. Waow!” she was nearly drooling as she continued patting Domino’s abs. It was probably her first time seeing a boy like this before, at least in real time. She looked up to the Domino’s straight in to her eyes she continued, “Owww… This is really hard and solid. I didn’t know men could build that.”

[CyanDimitrik]

There's her music. And soon, the young, vivacious, admittedly darn cute ninja(?)-girl bounced her way into view. His amethyst gaze tracked her as she blew kisses to the audience, ingratiating herself to them. And really, it's hard to not be a little pulled in by the sweet, girlish behavior. She seems nice!

When she gets into the ring, however, she's taken on an odd look. He steps forward and opens his mouth to speak, only to find himself rushed by her. Her hand travels along his sleekly chiseled abdominals, leaving him momentarily dumbfounded.

But after a beat, a guilty smile tugs at the corner of his lips. "Well, this one can. And did. You've gotta not be so damn cute, though," he chides, a playful note entering his voice. "You're gonna make me feel really guilty for roughing ya up."

Despite it, he's not shying back from her hand. To the confusion of the poor referee-girl, Domino has instead slipped his right hand forward to lightly press his fingertips against Elli's bare stomach, running along the skin and feeling out her own abdominal tone. "Sucker for abs, are ya?," he asks.

[DarkMagician]

Domino seemed to get baffled by Elli's unusual approach but eventually let the girl to have her way with her abs. Her fingers were roaming over his abs, her attention was absolute. Nothing he said was went inside Elli’s head. However, once she felt the touch of the boy her undivided attention just gone as she drifted her eyes down to see his hands touching her belly in return.

She was no stranger to boys touching her and thought it was normal. Some of the boys would even use this for an excuse to touch her. But, this was the way she grew up. Despite that she couldn’t hold herself from blushing before Domino. It might be the first time that someone caressed her exposed belly like this. Despite that, she didn’t mind letting the boy feel hers as well.

She withdraw her hand and offered it as to shake hands. She was a handsome one, might be the most handsome guy she had ever met by now. “I… I am sorry… I got carried away, just a bit.” she giggled with her sweet tone. “I am Elli. Nice to meet you.” With her cute, now reddened cheeks, she offered her hand for a friendly hand shake.

[CyanDimitrik]

It's an awkward moment. At least, for the referee. Every second that passes, she looks more hopelessly lost on how to proceed. Does she break them up? Ring the bell? Gah!

Domino, meanwhile, continues to trail his fingers along the younger girl's stomach, a couple fingertips brushing her bellybutton. Only when. She withdraws her hand does he do the same, but with a chuckle.

What a bizarre way to start the match.

"Don't apologize. I like a girl who'll go after what she wants," he notes. His hand meets hers, albeit gently. There isn't a shake - just a handholding moment of acknowledgment. "Name's Domino. Or Drake, if we're being personal. Won't be too mad at me if I have to pin you down tonight, will ya?," he asks with a subtle chant of his head and playful smile.

The referee at this point:

*DING*

With the sound of the bell, Domino is almost jolted out of the moment. But Elli, despite being his opponent, is undeniably adorable. Not to mention attractive. Keeps herself fit, she has a pretty face, kind've tomboyish.

"Ready?," he asks, moving his hands to set to her shoulders, inviting a lockup with her while not outright taking advantage of the lull.

[DarkMagician]

To her surprise, Domino took her hand and hold it inside of his palm. Was he flirting with her? She wouldn’t know. She was too clueless on such subjects. She was just feeling warmth coming inside of her body and had no clue what to do about it. She was just following her instincts by now.

“Drake... I like that name.” she chuckled closing her mouth with her free hand. It seemed like her mind and body were in different places, she was processing half of the words Drake was telling her. After a second of awkward pause, she came back to her senses. They were about to wrestle and poor referee was waiting for their awkward moment to end.

*DING*

“I am ready.”

She let Domino to set his hands over her shoulders as he let her do the same. With her hands over his shoulders and his over hers, it was almost seem like a dance that they were having.

[CyanDimitrik]

Domino smiles softly to her as she repeats his name. It was said so sweetly! This curious little ninja-girl, all wide-eyed, fascinated, and extremely forward, is somehow irredeemably endearing. But her hands move to his shoulders, and she gives the assurance that she's ready.

He nods to her. And they're off.

The first salvo comes in the form of an effort to outright overpower the smaller fighter, attempting to strongarm her back in this lockup of sorts. If he can manipulate her slighter frame, he'll rush her back into the turnbuckle of the ring and press her into the pads, leaning heavily against her. His toned pectorals press into her breasts, his abs lightly brushing her stomach, and his face mere inches from hers.

[DarkMagician]

Elli struggled as the masculine male was pushing onto her. She tried to hold her ground leaning onto him but after some point, she couldn't maintain her footing as she started to back up in accelerating manner towards the turnbuckles until she completely got overpowered by Domino and got rammed into the turnbuckle at the last step. Domino didn't stop there, using her larger frame she kept pressing forward until he was leaning over her. Elli could feel his masculine chest pressing on her breasts, his perfect abs pushing into her feminine stomach. She could feel his breath breezing on her skin. She wouldn't decide whether she really wanted to escape or not but she did play along letting their bodies rub each other.

It was getting real hot in the corner, her breathing was getting halted. Despite the fact that, she pretty much enjoyed the close skin-to-skin action, she wouldn't let Domino have his way on her without any resistance. She would lift one arm to push it into Domino's throat while the other hand pushes on his bicep.

[CyanDimitrik]

And officially, the match is underway!

Domino pressures the odd, but endearing girl into the corner of the ring. It isn't lost on him, the fact that he's pressing into a notably cute, attractive girl in skimpy clothes, and he's reluctant to break the hold, himself. But the referee closes in to begin demanding he let her loose from the press.

Thing is, the referee wasn't even needed there. Domino is pushed back by Elli's hands well enough, forced into an awkward backwards headtilt. He obliges by a couple steps, but doesn't intend to let her off free! The moment he's at range, he lifts a boot to catch her in the pit of her stomach with a toekick!

[DarkMagician]

"Ugggghhh..." After all the body grinding, she was not expecting a boot to her belly. His boot's toes smashed into her abs. She gasped opening her mouth open as she exhaled losing some air inside her lungs. She clutched her belly with both hands covering it as she leaned forwards stumbling a bit. She knew she was in a vulnerable position now, so she decided to change it.

She would rush forward towards Domino, who was facing her, to clutch her by the waist with both hands hugging the masculine male hoping to get him down back first with the momentum.