The first competitor to earn two submissions from her opponent wins the match. Hentai maneuvers are allowed. The winner earns the loser as a POW for the remainder of the weekend.
Right back to the sweet, sweet sun!
Suzuya Jukodo unabashedly basked in its warmth, head tilted high and arms spread like she could reach up and hug it. She had longed, longed for a warm day when LAW's big planners might see fit to put her in the beachside match she had begged them for since... eh, since they had absorbed Seaside's roster and Suzuya along with it. She loved everything about this setting - the heat, the sweat, the near-bare-naked bodies rolling around in the sun... "Hada to hada ga fureau... Ā,-sōdaaaa ne!", she blurted aloud in her most hedonistic tone, earning the glances of a few fans still heading for the bleachers and LAW directors preparing the cameras for the match.
She ignored all those strange looks, at least until she finally lowered her arms. She stopped so they swung at her side, the last touches on her lazy stretching routine. Time in LAW had not made her poor preparatory discipline any... less poor, and as the swiveling motion turned her full breasts into a bouncing show that immediately drew a dozen nearby eyes, she peeked over the shoulder of a western man holding a tablet who looked important enough to tell her when she could start. When he didn't notice her at first, she clapped a hand on his shoulder.
"Heya~ You or that tablet important enough to tell me when I can get out there and give this Brielle babe heatstroke?"
He turned and his gaze squarely fixed on her toned, curvy figure until he recovered and cleared his throat, looking like he didn't have a clue what she had asked him. She merely gaped at him expectantly, wheeling her head back and forth so her green pigtails bounced across her shoulders. "Yeah or no? I don't read minds. Or I don't read times off anyone's mind, I guess. I'm pretty good at figuring out when someone wants me~" Despite calling him out on his wandering eyes, her words must have tipped him off well enough because he huffed and nodded.
"N- now, actually. I'll cue your music."
She pinched his cheek between two manicured but strong fingers. "That makes you my new favorite~", she told him before she skipped her way to the makeshift stage and ramp - really just some stepping stones in the sand - to head toward the ring situated between a few pools and the bleachers filled with LAW fans. She had already started winking and throwing up deuces at a few of them nearby, earning their whoops and cheers, but she fell into her bounding skip the moment her J-Pop hit the speakers, heading down the ramp almost faster than the ring announcer could declare her arrival.
With her in nothing but her bikini top and the thong bottom she usually wore underneath her Daisy Dukes, the crowd didn't have to imagine much about the curves of her figure as they created a mesmerizing show of their own. One hop had her up to the ropes, and she swung through them, throwing her arms out at every section that cheered loudest for her.
"Honeys, Suzuya's hoooome~"
Spoiler
Bare skin touching bare skin... oh yeeees!