Vice & Virtue: Sylar Robin vs Penny Vice (D)

[MrBrightside]

Standard Match
Win via pinfall or submission. Hentai allowed
Loser gets fucked

Another night, another match. It seemed that management was more than happy to give him more work and Sylar was more than happy to go out and wrestle. He didn't fear the grind though, he welcomed it with open arms. With this match, he would be doing some grinding in more ways than one. Tonight's affair was a standard match though with hentai allowed. The real prize though was right to fuck the loser after the match which meant he would be getting lucky regardless of how the match ended.

Of course, the guarantee of pussy was no reason not to give it his best effort. Like any other match, Sylar would bring nothing less than his A-game. He carried himself with confidence and purpose as he came out to the stage. The sound of his theme song playing in the arena and the cheers of the crowd helped to get him pumped up. He strode down to the ring with a cool smirk on his face. Stepping through the ropes, Sylar climbed onto the middle rope in the corner and struck a pose to draw another wave of cheers from the audience. He would then turn his attention back to the stage as he awaited his opponent.

Spoiler

[Nymph]

Penny's attire

Penelope Harper was sitting in the locker room, finishing her preparations in front of a mirror. She was diligently adjusting her elbow pads in place while her thoughts went over that match’s details. This wasn’t a normal match for the raven-haired, this was her debut and even if she had quite the experience in the session wrestling scene this would be the first time she was performing in front of such a big live audience, so Penny took some time to put her mind at ease. The match was pretty simple and in the line of what she had worked with in the past: a standard match with hentai allowed but not being the deciding factor in the victory, something mostly focused in the wrestling or at least until the bell rings and the punishment rounds starts for the loser.

Penny was used to work her part in this kind of matches, which usually consisted on overpowering smaller men to make them look like wimps or be overpowered herself by stronger men and then claimed in the ring as a prize afterwards. Only time would determine what it would be that night, but her rival was more or less Penny’s size. The man called Sylar had a traceable background as a wrestler and looked competitive but also gave an impression of easy to work with to Penny who had a good eye for judging wrestling rivals. However, being her first match at LAW she would have to wait and see.

Baile de Violetas - Blasphemous OST

After being directed backstage, Penny waited until the stagehands gave her her cue and she walked on stage. Her entrance theme echoed and she simply walked down the ramp and towards the ring without interacting with the crowd. She was there to entertain them in other kind of way after all. After reaching to her destination the public decided to make a show of her bending to get between the ropes with some whistling and catcalling concerning her curvy body, but she paid no attention to them and just walked inside the ring and walked to her corner until called to the center of the mat where the ref would go at the rules of the match one last time. Penny would wait to see what kind of character Sylar showed.

[MrBrightside]

Sylar took a moment to look over the woman who came out to the ring. The pretty face and right placement of curves was the first thing that caught his eye. A deeper look revealed some decent muscle that spoke of battles fought and won. The details of such battles were unknown to Sylar though. Since this was the woman's debut match in LAW, he didn't have much information on her. All he knew was that she had some prior wrestling experience before coming here so it wasn't like she was some rookie that he could just walk all over. But that just made him more excited to throw down with her.

"So you must be Penny, then. The name's Sylar. Here's to a fun time." Sylar greeted with an easy smile on his face while his eyes shined with hunger and excitement.

[Nymph]

Penny was pretty aware of the reasons for her being as popular as a session wrestler as she was. Her curvy figure being dominated in a ring and then claimed as prize had proven quite a spectacle for the crowds and a decent source of profit for the raven-haired, so it was some sort of quid pro quo.

How that exchange would go with Sylar it still remained to be seen. The man looked decent enough and even came to greet Penny and wished her for what he described as ‘a fun time’. The woman had been in the business long enough to notice how below his smile the man was so eager to get his hands on her. Only when they started their match would the enigma of this man unfold so Penny didn’t see any reasons to delay it further. ”I’m ready, let’s begin.”, she said in a formal tone that hinted how professionally she approached matches.

[MrBrightside]

Sylar took note of his opponent’s response. It was curt and to the point, leaving little room for pre-match banter. It didn’t really cold or dismissive though, more just formal and professional. If that was she wanted to play it then fine. He would hear her passionate moans in the end regardless.

The bell rang to get the match underway. Time to get serious then. Sylar began by circling his opponent, probing her and looking for weaknesses. He would eventually make the first move by approaching her with his arms raised to engage her with a collar and elbow tie-up.

[Nymph]

Penny felt thankful of her rival not going for any kind of dandy seducing crap. She was a no-bullshit woman and liked when her rivals approach things professionally. According to her, the fact that she was expected to be fucked in a ring didn’t mean he had to go head over heels about it. She was there to sell herself as the appealing body she had, but nothing more. A rival that respected that was one to be respected.

The bell rang and the match started. Sylar was the first to dictate the match’s tempo by circling around, measuring his rival. Then, he walked forwards with his arms high, challenging Penny to a test of strength. The raven-haired accepted and pushed with all her might, but seeing the man’s muscles and the fact he was bigger than her the woman wasn’t any sure of being capable of overpowering him so she et herself to strategize a little. In the middle of the test of strength she would drive a quick knee at his stomach, which would allow her to secure a standing side headlock. Surely Sylar wouldn’t mind much now that Penny was giving him a nice, soft pillow to rest his head in the form of her sideboob.

[MrBrightside]

Sylar had thrown out the challenge and Penny accepted. She met him in the center of the ring and locked hands with him. She pushed against him but Sylar planted his feet firmly on the canvas and held his ground. His muscles bulged as he pushed back against her with his own strength refusing to budge. He respected Penny’s moxie but it was becoming increasingly clear that she couldn’t hope to overpower him.

It seemed that his opponent had come to the same conclusion as she would suddenly drive her knee into his gut. Sylar let out a grunt of pain as he doubled over, his hold weakening as he did so. This allowed Penny to put him in the side headlock. The feeling of Penny’s soft, pillowy breast pressed right against his face helped cushion the hold even as his flow of oxygen was restricted. But Sylar wasn’t going to let Penny take control of him that easily. He began ramming his elbow into his opponent’s gut. If he managed to break her grip on him, he would then grab her by the wrist and toss her towards the ropes with an Irish Whip and knock her down with a clothesline upon the rebound.

[Nymph]

Penny was successful in locking the standing head sidelock. From there the woman could try and follow up with different toppling moves now that she was in control, but Sylar was just about to show how he wasn’t going to happily let Penny do as she pleased. Apparently having him comfortably resting his head against Penny’s pillowy breasts wasn’t enough of a distraction. Sylar suddenly threw an elbow against the raven-haired’s stomach, which took it in its curvy flesh and made the woman let out a gasp of sudden pain. However, it wasn’t enough for her to release but Sylar trusted his strength and kept going. “G-gaaagh!!” The second hit weakened Penny’s hold but it was the third one the one that drove all air out of her lungs and made her let out a groan of pained disgust as she released the hold. Sylar was free.

From there Sylar would capitalize on Penny’s momentary weakness by throwing her against the ropes in an Irish Whip. The raven-haired could think of what was coming next as she bounced on the ropes and started running back at Sylar in an incoltrolled fashion. Under other circumstances she would have met the clothesline with one of her own or would have gone under it, but she was still trying to get much needed air in her system after the elbows to her abdomen so she couldn’t prevent the clothesline from impacting against her upper chest, soundly throwing Penny against the mat on her back in a defenseless state.

[MrBrightside]

As much as Sylar liked breasts, if all it took to distract him was to shove some tit in his face then he wouldn’t make it far in LAW. Whether that had actually been Penny’s intention or not, Sylar was able keep his focus and force her to release the headlock. From there he was able to toss her towards the ropes and knock her down with a clothesline.

With his opponent now prone on the mat, Sylar would seek to do more damage to her. He ran towards the ropes himself and rebounded off of them to build up momentum. Then when he reached his opponent he would leap up into the air and twist his body to land a standing moonsault down onto his adversary.

[Nymph]

Penny wasn’t a stranger to the touch of the canvas against her back, and there she was again writhing on the mat as she was hit by Sylar’s powerful comeback. She wasn’t new to that either, being pretty used to taking powerful hits and throws from her rivals. One could even say she was a specialist at that. The woman wasn’t just good at taking hits and enduring the pain, she was amazing at selling it and making her distress look amazing and even more, enthralling.

Now it was a good opportunity to put these skills of Penny to use, and her sexy, curvy body proved an enticing prize. Sylar was more than willing to indulge and follow-up from his clothesline by running against the ropes to gain momentum and coming back with a cool standing moonsault. “Uuuuuuugh!!” Penny let out a strained cry when her body was suddenly pressed against the mat. She would squirm in distress, which would make her body rub against Sylar a little in a reminder of the lack of personal space that kind of matches allowed.