The demoness and the knight (Double debut match)

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ramza's breath caught in his throat as Yasha pressed her body even more firmly against him, her ample breasts squishing against his chest through the fabric of her clothes. The sensation sent an involuntary shiver through his entire body, heat pooling low in his belly and arousing him.

"W-what...?" he stammered, his golden eyes wide and locked with hers mere inches away. Her proximity was overwhelming, he could smell her scent, which is very nice. Is that weird?

His face is absolutely crimson now, every nerve ending in his body hyperaware of the points where their bodies touched. He tried to pull his arms free, but the grapevine hold kept him firmly pinned.

"Miss, this is very inappropriate..." he protested weakly, though his voice betrayed just how flustered he truly was. His mind raced - what did Senior Argos mean by 'go for the dick?' Did she mean his dick? Or hers? Neither option made sense in this context!

Still, he had to escape this pin. Seeing as his legs are still free, he had options. With a grunt, his knee struck upwards straight to the redhead's ass, hoping to dislodge or make a distraction to escape her hold by catching her offguard.

[Lady Meyneth]

Bingo. There was the effect Reika was looking for, and it didn’t take much effort to get it. The pressure of their bodies rubbing together was too much for Ramza and he instantly blushed and started stammering, not capable of processing the situation and suffering from severe fluster. Affecting the man’s focus would surely hinder his performance and based on how easily Yasha had seized control this was true. The redhead took some instants to feel her body against Ramza’s sculpted chest, indulging a little while digging him deeper, enjoying how the man still tried to politely shrug her off. “Inapropiate? We haven’t even started…”

At some point Ramza was bound to start resisting, though, and this took the form of some writhing of his body and then a sudden jerk of his legs. This made one of his legs spring out of the grapevine trap and suddenly crash against Reika’s groin. “Uuuunnnngh!!!” No matter the situation, getting a knee to the pussy wasn’t pleasant to anybody and it made Yasha’s firm hold completely falter as her hands went to cover her groin while she rolled away from Ramza, searching for some respite from the pain jolting from between her legs.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ramza's eyes widened as his knee connected squarely with Yasha's most sensitive area. The audible "Uuuunnnngh!!" that escaped her lips made him feel guilty, a grimace on his features as he watched her roll away clutching herself.

"Oh no! I-I'm very sorry!" he exclaimed as he kip-up to stand. His eyes were wide with concern and worry. "That was an accident! Are you alright, miss?"

He approaches her, guard lowered as he looked at the damage. He didn't meant to do it. He was aiming far higher than he should yet it looks like it wasn't enough. Oh what will his sister think of him for doing such a thing to a lady?!

The crowd was still roaring, the unexpected yet enticing move had invigorated the crowd as they watch Yasha writhe beautifully on the floor.

Honestly, Ramza's lost what to do. So he stood there next to her, concern but unable to do with a complicated expression on his face.

[Lady Meyneth]

Yasha writhed on the mat while covering her groin, the space between her legs burning with pain. The worst part of that situation was the expectation of a follow-up, the knowledge that she couldn’t do much to prevent what Ramza had in store for her… Only that nothing came. Nope, more seconds passed and Ramza wasn’t taking advantage of the situation. Instead, he decided to bewilder Reika by worrying about her well-being all while frantically apologizing and trying to excuse himself.

That development was completely new to the redhead. One thing was having a rival doubting their actions after a bad move, but that accidental lowblow was barely anything to mull over. Was this part of some kind of gimmick Ramza was playing to amuse the crowd or was he actually that affected by his own actions? In any case this proved being a golden opportunity for Reika to recover, so after a couple deep breaths to silence the pain she slowly went on all fours and then stood again. “It’s fine…”, she said looking at Ramza’s worries face, concluding that his behaviour was genuine. The woman got her guard up, they had lost enough time. “Liven up. We’re here to wrestle. We’re supposed to be taking worse than that.” Saying this Yasha darted to lock a standing side headlock that would control Ramza’s movements and also press his face lightly against her own sideboob to see how he reacted to that.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ramza's face turned to relief upon hearing Yasha's words. "Thank goodness you're okay," he murmured, not wanting to explain to his sister why he kneed a woman's delicate place. Though his eyes widened as she suddenly lunged forward, locking a standing side headlock on him that pulled his face against the side of her breast.

"A-ah! M-miss!" he yelped, his golden eyes squeezing shut reflexively as he felt the softness of her body against his cheek. Heat flooded his face once more at the unwanted feeling.

Despite his embarrassment, Ramza knew he needed to break free from this hold. He grabbed her waist with an arm around her while stepping forward to displace her center of gravity.

"I-I appreciate your words, but I dont-" he stammered, his voice muffled somewhat by her body, "...this is appropriate for a match!" He said through his flustered state, before using his strength to lift her up from the waist to unbalanced her and find respite in his position.

[Lady Meyneth]

Some part of Reika’s mind couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. Could that rival be an absolute tenderfoot? With a mindset like his, hesitating at the minimum contact with a woman, she couldn’t see Ramza prospering much at LAW. And what was worse: she had to take control and make that debut match shine. She wasn’t going to start her career on a bad foot because of some rival that wouldn’t be able to present a decent show. It looked like Ramza wanted to get his shit together though, because after some protesting and more of his gentlemanly talk he started actively resisting Yasha by using his strength to lift the woman in a show of sheer raw force. The redhead gasped and braced for impact, but neither a throw nor a hit came to her.

Only when Yasha had to let the headlock go she was almost gently put back on her feet. It wasn’t a very promising start for Ramza but it was a start whatsoever. The redhead decided that if Ramza wasn’t going to turn the intensity of the match up she would do it and then he would be pressed to choose between following through of just being defeated. “Come on Ramza, you’re a wrestler, prove it!” To give him some extra motivation, Yasha threw a knee against his strong midsection, only so he would bend on himself so she could go for a DDT!

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ramza stumbled backwards slightly as the unexpected knee slammed into his midsection, bending him forward. His golden eyes widened as he saw Yasha moving, recognizing the setup.

"A-ah!" he gasped, trying to recover his stance but finding himself too off-balance from the blow. Before he could fully straighten, her hands grabbed his head and—

WHAM

She slammed him down with a DDT, stars burst across his vision as the impact rattled his skull.

"Ow! Nnh—" he groaned, blinking rapidly to clear his sight. The crowd roared its approval as Yasha's move.

His face was flushed, whether from the hit or lingering embarrassment was unclear. He groaned at being called out. Might as well stay on the floor, it feels nice.
Good way to ignore the crowd too.

[Lady Meyneth]

Yasha’s strategy bore fruit, and after some decent setup she executed a DDT that got Ramza head first on the mat. After it the redhead quickly rolled over to get back on her feet, ready to either defend from Ramza’s retaliation or to capitalize on her advantage. It turned out the golden haired man wasn’t giving signs of getting up, at least not instantly. Reika wondered: could this be a trap like the one she had set before? She wasn’t willing to give him a chance to reverse the situation so she decided on her next step of action. Quickly getting back on her feet, she repositioned besides the downed Ramza but instead of waiting or hesitating she drove her foot against his stomach once, then twice, in a series of stomps that were aimed to make him softer and weaker for what was to come. The final seal of this barrage would be an elbow drop directly at his misection. The crowd reacted positively at this development, happy that at least one of the wrestlers were willing to throw some hits.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

Each stomp reverberated through Ramza's torso, making him curl protectively around his midsection. His golden eyes squeezed shut as he felt the sharp pain of each impact, completely unable to counter or even brace properly while lying flat on his stomach.

"Agh! Ahh!" The cries escaped him with each blow, his face scrunched in pain and discomfort.

When the third stomp came, followed immediately by an elbow dropping directly onto his lower back, Ramza's oxygen was expelled out of his body.

"Oooh!" A strangled sound tore from his throat as he felt the weight. "Okay I kinda deserved that but that's kinda overkill." He wheezed in pain, a hand reaching to his growing bruise. Ouch!

[Lady Meyneth]

Well Ramza hadn’t proved he was capable of fighting back, but at least he was establishing he was more than capable pf taking punishment and sell it well. Each of Yasha’s stomps impacted against his midsection and the man took them with dignity. When Yasha was done with that barrage of impacts the golden-haired man was way more weakened but still had enough energy to throw some quips.

Determined to seize that win from the beginning but to make a decent wrestling show out of it, Yasha grabbed him by the scalp and forced him on his feet before throwing him in a Snap Mare to make him dizzier and even more unable to fight back. Energized by the success of the move and by the roaring of the crowd Yasha would go for something flashier, a Standing Sommersault that would land her body across Ramza’s.