The Kind of Guy You Can Bring Home to Mom (Black Severin vs Hanae [D] and Yui Yuigahama [D])

[DSX93]

Damn! Yui was looking fine too. The back and forth "embarrassing parent" thing helped put Severin at ease. She seemed normal, in the sense that there wasn't a dagger potentially hiding behind her smile. He stood back and looked on in amusement as the mother-daughter pair played a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who he'd be taking on first.

Paper beats rock. Yui's going first. He had the feeling it would go that way. He started stripping when she called out to him. First his socks, then his shirt, and finally, he lost his pants, leaving him in nothing but the

he had on underneath them, and his mask. He didn't make a show of it, having opted to err on the side of caution when he found himself unsure of how to conduct himself here.

As he stepped through the ropes, he began to wonder if the addition of Hentai itself was a test. Were bad things awaiting him if he tried anything sexual or accepted any advances?

Guess he's just gonna have to wait and see.

Severin had his concerns masked with a friendly smile as he approached her. He couldn't stop his eyes from wandering as he did so. On top of her being well put together herself, with curves in all the right places, he was digging the more sensual flavor of her attire. Although, if one were to ask if he preferred that or the in your face sexuality that her mother was putting out, he'd have a hard time providing an answer.

There was no way that she was going to miss his ogling, so he'd go ahead and acknowledge the elephant in the room. "I've gotta say, I'm really digging your outfit. You're a beautiful lady." He extended a hand towards her. "To a good, fun match."

A careful choice of words. He felt that "friendly" would make it sound like he didn't find her appealing at all. And "fun"? Well, this may be an awkward scenario for it, but if there's a possibility for things to be more erotic rather than grueling, he'd go for it.

[MR. Q]

"Alright, you know what to do and for the love of everything, do not attack the Goods!"

"Shut it, no more comments from the gallery." Yui grumbled, pushing the older Yuigahama off the ring before she decides to hijack her place.

To be honest, she's actually nervous. It's her first match in LAW and it's gonna be raunchy one for sure with her mom's involvement. Why didn't she just accept being solo in her first match? Oh yeah. It's because she's too nervous to speak.

Still, it feels nice that's there's no live audience except for the cameras. She can practice like this and get used to being in the center of attention.

Right now, she's trying to hold back throwing herself to the wrestler in front of her. A genuine real wrestler! Maybe she can get a selfie or an autograph after this.

Suddenly she found herself facing Severin with a hand outstretched for her.

'OH MY GOD!!!' She squealed inside, accepting his hand and friendly compliment.

"Uhm, thanks. Don't have anything sexy yet so... Yeah." Kill her now!!!

Or better yet, start the match so she can kill herself in embarrassment.

Meanwhile at the back, Mamagahama smirked while recording the two.

Operation start!!!

[DSX93]

Standing there and observing, Severin could see why Yui's mother would want to be involved in her first match, especially when sex was on the table. Her nerves were visible to him before they were pointed out: Eyes that lacked focus, with everything she had going on behind them acting as a distraction. Enough so that she hadn't realized that he was offering his hand for a few seconds. Some stiffening tension.

And she lacked confidence in her appearance, which was baffling to him. He was never able to understand how beautiful women could be like that sometimes. "Oh, it's plenty sexy." He gave her another once-over, open and unabashed this time. "Nothing you've gotta worry about, trust me." He felt that was right move, but wasn't entirely sure.

Either way, it was time to get this going. He took a few steps back and raised his arms into a position that invited a collar-and-elbow tie-up.

[MR. Q]

'That's not ominous at all.’ Yui thought with a nervous chuckle. Thinking about it, she many things to worry about.

First, she's self taught with zero experience.
Second, she's up against a pro.
Third, they are a man.

So she got everything to be afraid off. The only upside is Mama is here which she doesn't know if it's a mercy or a goddamn demerit.

'Ugh, stop thinking and get on with it.' She told herself, prepping up for the start of the match. Fortunately, Severin decided to take point in inviting her in a collar-and-elbow tie-up.

Approaching the man, she tentatively held up her arm and accepts his invitation, locking up with him.

"Please be gentle." She squeaked quietly as she found herself actually doing it. She's about to wrestle someone in live.

[DSX93]

Ah, shit. There was something about what he said that hadn't come across the way he'd meant for it to. And here he thought he'd left that awkwardness behind when he became a wrestler. But luckily, it didn't seem to be anything he couldn't salvage. Yui was still tying up with him, at least.

Severin didn't know exactly what to make of her request to take it easy on her, though. Of course, that was something he'd intended to do anyway, but it had him questioning the situation yet again. Was this another part of Hanae's test? Did Yui not want the competition her mother said she was looking for? Hell, was Yui herself wearing a mask?

Looking into her eyes, though...Hearing how that plea came out...It felt genuine. But it would still leave questions even if it were. Feeling that he was starting to do too much thinking here, Severin would ask what he felt was the most important question at the moment: "How do you wanna do this? Classic mat wrestling rules?"

[MR. Q]

"Uhm... I don't know." Yui replied with a red face.

She haven't thought about that far. She was hoping he would just take charge and start the match, not ask her opinion. It's sweet but it's not helping her here.

"Uhm, normal ring rules?" Yui grimaced, she sounded like a total newbie (which she is) and it's embarrassing.

Meanwhile, Hanae gushed silently at the two. It's like watching her daughter's first date. Wait? Can this be considered a date? Nevermind that.

[DSX93]

Ah. Yep, he's gonna have to take charge here. Thank goodness that this wasn't happening a few months ago or so. And even further back than that? Forget about it. The Terrell Hughes of back then wouldn't have known what to do. Probably would've said or done something stupid first thing that would've kept him from seeing the inside of this room. And if he hadn't? Would've been so scared of failing that he wouldn't have been able to act.

But he was getting more used to it now, bit by bit. Hentai match by Hentai match. His gut was telling him to just wrestle her as he'd originally planned to and see where it goes. And to that end, he'd lift the arm that Yui had fulfilling the "elbow" portion of their tie-up. Hopefully far enough for him to try to slip under and around to her back, from where he'd slip his strong arms around her waist and hold on a careful measure of tight, pulling her fine body up against his, introducing his lean, solid muscle to her back and her well-rounded butt to his pelvis. Nothing intentionally suggestive, but such contact was par for the course in the sport.

[MR. Q]

She's actually doing it now, she's doing it and she probably regret it later. Those are the current primary thoughts running on Yui's head as they locked up. Who's bright idea was it to lock up again? She forgot but she'll probably kick herself for doing something so stupid.

'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' Yui screamed in her head as she ineffectively strained against the more experienced wrestler with zero progress. Not only she lacked the strength but she also lack technique in fighting against someone heavier than her.

Fortunately, her struggle would be short lived as Severin outmaneuvered her before she even knew it. All she saw was he was just in front of her and then suddenly, his right behind her.

"Woah! Hey!" Yui gasped as he wraps his arms around her waist, sending shivers down her spine at contact. Especially when he pulled her close to his body, her back feeling his muscles.

Not knowing what to do and in blind panic, she tried to unshackle herself from his trap by prying his arms off her, inadvertently rubbing her barely covered ass to his crotch.

[DSX93]

Oh, man. Severin could tell just from that look in her eyes: Yui hasn't done this before. He could still relate to that, truly. And he had a similar feeling in him now: Okay. So he's done what he wanted. Circled around, took control of the waist. She tried to break it, but she wasn't going anywhere. Not with brute force. So the questions are, "What now?" How hard should he go here?

Yui had ass, just like her mother. And with it rubbing up against him like that, right there...

No, stay cool, boy.

He had to move fast, before this gets awkward. And so he emptied his mind and followed his first impulse, which was to lift her off of her feet -- with the utmost of ease, as though she were a feather -- and bringing her down to the mat. During their descent, he'd reach out with one hand, using it to lessen the impact for her sake, both from the slam itself and his weight coming down on her.

[MR. Q]

Yui's mind (and heart) was racing like a horse on heat. This is her first time in close contact with the opposite sex, no less than a man older than her. Her back can feel the entirety of his chiseled chest, causing goosebumps all over her skin. It didn't help that his arms are around her, pulling her in his warm embrace.

It looked and felt romantic honestly.

Until she got slammed.

She didn't even have time to react until it's too late. All she felt is being lifted off the ground before gravity took over and she was slammed to the mat.

"Owie..." She winced, it wasn't a hard fall but she felt it. Laying on her side, she turned her head on the wrapped arm around her. Huffing, she slid out an arm before lashing a couple of elbow strikes at the man behind her as revenge for the slam.