Ashley “Ash” Raguel vs. Sabine Von Hammer - No Place Like Home

[BlackAkuma]

Sabine’s inner walls enveloped him with heat as he entered her, tightening around his length with an instinctive grip. A faint gasp slipped from her lips as her body responded, her hips rising to meet his thrust. The crowd surrounding them grew louder, their cheers and murmurs intensifying the charged atmosphere, as if they were witnessing something straight out of a forbidden fantasy.

She caught her breath as he paused, his body pressed firmly against hers. With a sly smirk, Sabine tilted her head, brushing her lips along his neck in teasing, deliberate kisses. His muscles tensed under her touch, and when she pulled back to lock eyes with him, her gaze burned with raw desire—a hunger that demanded more.

“Wonderful.” Her voice was a low, taunting challenge, daring him to match her intensity.

Ash drew back, then thrust forward again, the motion sharp and purposeful. Sabine’s breath hitched as he repeated the action, each movement building into a steady rhythm that sent waves of heat coursing through her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, urging him onward with every roll of her hips, perfectly matching his pace.

He quickened, each thrust growing harder and deeper. Soft moans spilled from Sabine’s lips, unbidden, as she surrendered to the escalating intensity. The noise of the crowd faded into a distant hum, her focus narrowing entirely to the man above her and the raw connection between them.

And then…finish.

Sabine arched her back and came, thrusting upwards as the electricity ran through her in powerful jolts. One shock, then another, then another, as her body cracked and her muscles grew taught, rippling with power, only for her to fade in an instant and melt into the canvas.

[AshAllen]

He continued to pillage her valley. Pounding into her with force she asked him for along with the tenacity of such. Feeling her tease his neck with bites and kisses and he returned them in full with just as much emotion as she gave him.


“Ngh, look who’s on top now.” He whispered between his grunts. Snarling softly as her nails dug into his shoulder which made him go harder and he did. The skin slapping between them echoed in the ring as the two of them continued to go at it. He didn’t hear the crowd going crazy for this scene as he was getting too into for his ears to acknowledge them.

He felt her release. Watching as she went limp beneath but then… his own body went taut with one last HARD thrust into Sabine’s body. His own release flooding into her depths. A couple of moments later his release subsided, and he held himself up with his arms on either side of Sabine’s head. Panting softly as her as he slowly pulled out, the combination of their juices being present on his manhood.

Sitting on his knees and half-limp. He crawled to her side and cupped her chin to make her look into his eyes. “Ready to surrender or do I need to show you… who’s the dominant one?”

[BlackAkuma]

Sabine lay beneath him, her body trembling with the raw intensity of their encounter. Her valley was being pillaged by his relentless force, a roughness she had demanded and craved, and he delivered it with a tenacity that matched her hunger. She teased his neck, her lips and teeth grazing his skin with hungry bites and kisses, and he returned the passion in equal measure, his own mouth finding her flesh with the same fervor she poured into him.

The sting of her grip only spurred him on, his pace quickening, the sound of their skin slapping together reverberating through the ring. The roar of the crowd was lost to her; all she could focus on was the heat of their bodies, the rhythm of their collision.

Her release crashed over her like a tidal wave, her limbs going slack beneath him as the pleasure consumed her. She felt his body tense above her, his final thrust striking deep and hard into her core. Warmth flooded her depths as his release mingled with hers, a shared culmination that left her breathless. Moments later, the intensity ebbed, and he propped himself up on his arms, hovering over her, his chest heaving as he slowly pulled out. Sabine could feel the slick evidence of their union, a lingering reminder of their ferocity.

Ash’s words hung in the air, a challenge laced with raw desire, and Sabine felt the heat stir within her once more…but she knew better. This match had already pushed her to the brink in multiple ways, testing her limits. A smart woman knew when to press on and when to call it a day.

”No need.” She sighed. ”Victory is yours.”

[AshAllen]

Hearing her admit defeat was somewhat a mix of disappointment and satisfaction. The latter came from this being a good start for his debut in LAW, but the former because Sabine was a great match. And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to face her in another ring of sorts. But he took the win, smirking as he looked down at her. “You fought well, Sabine.”

He reached down and hooked his arm around her leg, pulling it up for the pin. But he wasn’t done yet as he snakes his free hand around the back of her head. He leaned in, his body placed over hers and locking in the pin. “I do hope I get to face you again.” He gave her a genuine smile and proceeded to pull her close. Locking his lips with hers as a last intimate act.

The kiss was soft, warm, and passionate; like two lovers basking in the afterglow of an intimate session which rocked the bed and drawing it to a close with a long kiss.

He drowned out the crowd. Even as the count started.


ONE…



TWO…



THREE!!!!