A Round in the Sheets: Yoko Littner & Arlise Christiaens

[Winter]

Arlise Christiaens lacked the self-awareness to realize that she spent the vast majority of the hour before her matches checking her clothing, however slight that clothing might have been, in the mirror, ensuring she looked impeccable. This evening, however, her obsession over preparation even seemed excessive to her, for every time she slipped into the living room to settle on the couch in waiting for her latest guest, she would be up again in mere moments.

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She returned from yet another of her forays to the bedroom mirror, where she had ensured her scant gear fit perfectly well over every curve, to take a seat on the couch, cross one leg over the other, and try to force herself to stay in place for once. She wriggled her rear deeper into the couch and crossed her arms to reinforce her determination, gray eyes settling on the door where Yoko Littner would soon appear to engage Lise for her second private match since arriving in the country.

Lise's first partner in this foray into private session matches in her own apartment, Eve, had proven one of the most...spectacular people Lise had met in her time as a wrestler, to put it lightly. A wry smile crossed her features as her mind wandered back to their time together, and she likely would have given way to a deep, deep daydream had she not thought it was improper to dwell on another woman when one so unique in her own rights would be appearing in moments.

Lise's top leg started bouncing over the other. Yoko Littner was one who had already garnered a reputation in the league for her propensity towards bedroom matches; Lise had even spied on an official chat where there was some debate as to whether she was the most renowned bedroom wrestler in the entire roster. Needless to say, when Lise's request for a match partner had resulted in Yoko answering and proposing a match in Lise's bedroom to verbal submission...Lise was naturally unable to say no.

After all, Yoko was...something to appreciate visually, too.

There Lise's mind dwelled until she nearly stood up again to make sure her clothing had remained in place, the same clothing that she had worn to end her and Eve's "match," when she heard a creak outside and paused, returning to her presentable position. "Door's open!", she called, assuming she wasn't inviting in a janitor.

[ragaz]

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Yoko accepted the open challenge by Arlise Christiaens, a fellow redhead with an impressive body and allegedly - willpower to match. Yoko immediately suggested a verbal submission match. The thought of pushing Arlise and herself past their limits gave Yoko the chills.

Yoko arrived at the given address as they were supposed wrestle in Arlise's apartment, her bedroom to be more exact. This sure was to Yoko's advantage as the bedroom was kinda her domain. Yoko wondered what would Arlise think of her, as one could easily associate ''The Bedroom Queen'' with something very, very lewd even though Yoko was FAR from the lewdest girls in LAW.
Yoko got off her bike and went to the door. She took a moment to make sure this was really the right address and then raised her hand to knock on the door. However, before she could, Yoko heard a voice from inside, a woman. The woman said that it's open. Yoko took another moment to think things through, going over the possible scenarios in hopes to avoid a misunderstanding and a moment later, she made up her mind, grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open. Hello there! Uhm... Oh?

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Yoko was a bit taken aback when the first thing she saw after entering the apartment was a beautiful woman sitting on a couch with her legs crossed. The surprising bit was that the woman was in a bikini, a skimpy one at that. Yoko pulled up her glasses and took another look, her expression was a bit strange as she thought that one of them might've misunderstood something, maybe this woman thought that the two of them were not only gonna push themselves beyond physical limits, but also sexual limits?
A bit of a blush appeared on Yoko's cheeks because of all those silly thoughts running through her mind.

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Yoko would put away her glasses and speak at last. So, you are my opponent for this evening or night, depending on how long it will take until one of us gives. Yoko would say with a small smile and a bit of a blush on her face before taking off her shoes, placing her rifle in a corner and approaching her soon to be opponent, extending her hand towards Arlise. The name's Yoko Littner, a pleasure to meet you! Yoko would offer a handshake.

Yoko was curious to see what kind of woman she was in person and her perspective on this situation.

[Winter]

Oh, it was her. Lise caught a shock of red hair before she saw the woman and was already beaming.

Her smile deepened to reach her intrigued gray eyes as the so-and-so "Bedroom Queen" stepped into the door. "...Hi," she offered, in the midst of a satisfied sigh.

Trying to be on her best behavior, Lise held what she assumed to be Yoko's gaze behind the sunglasses as she stood for a more thorough greeting, but the moment the specs were lifted to reveal Yoko giving her an...admittedly strange look, Lise didn't resist the temptation to dip her own eyes to take in the voluptuous figure squeezed into the meager top and booty shorts. On the hips, they remained a spare second. Curse and bless her love for booty shorts.

However, she detached from her appreciation long enough to try and search for an interpretation for the look she had been given...and to take in the rifle that she watched Yoko set aside. Eyebrows raised but quickly lowered, and Lise gave the back of Yoko's head a few stark blinks in hopes she could understand why her fellow redhead would need a gun.

She certainly looked as if she didn't need it, given that body.

As quickly as her confusion had arisen, she forced it to settle, instead glancing from Yoko's deposited shoes to her face as she spoke and then to the hand extended to her, the smile returning. Whatever the misconception that they shared, it could certainly all be set aside in favor of an amazing evening. "That would be me, yes," she retorted, taking the hand extended to her. "Arlise, of course, but most call me Lise. It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Yoko, after all this recent chat."

Skin tingling with anticipation now that they stood face-to-face, Lise didn't plan on loitering. "I imagine you would like to get to having at each other?" She sealed the question with another sparkly grin and gestured to a side hallway where the kitchen met the living room's edge. "The bedroom has been prepared. No pointy edges to jab into our backs."

[ragaz]

The two gorgeous women stood face to face, shaking their hands and introducing themselves with smiles on their faces. Yoko made sure to look over her opponent's build a few times and it looked promising. The feeling's mutual then, Lise!. Yoko replied, ending their handshake. Yoko was getting more and more excited with every second.

With a grin, Arlise asked whether Yoko wanted to tussle... Hell yeah, she did! Of course! I hear you're tough in both body and will. I think that's how a woman should be. On the other hand, I'm a pretty stubborn cookie myself, so you can imagine that a verbal submission only match makes this a little intriguing, don't you think? Yoko explained before Lise subtly suggested for them to head over to the bedroom.

After you. Yoko would motion her hand, suggesting Lise to go first, after all, this was her house.
If Arlise obliged, Yoko would follow after her, looking over up and down Arlise's entire backside and housing a little blush while Arlise isn't looking.
I've done a bit of research about you, Lise and from what I saw, I'm really excited to fight you and hopefully defeat you. However, there is one more reason for me being here. I am decent at submission holds, can do all the basics, but with me being ''The Bedroom Queen'', I need to be better than decent and I've noticed that you're pretty good in this field, so... I'm not asking you to tell me how to beat you in the middle of our wrestle session, but I would appreciate if you could give me some tips on how to improve my submissions game after the fight. In return, I promise you to give a fight that will meet all of your expectations and more, what do you say?

[Winter]

Lise couldn't help but raise a hand confidently to her hip as Yoko doused her with praise. The Belgian believed her fellow redhead was telling her that she was a real woman. With that talk, Lise would certainly step into this private match feeling like one. "Absolutely,", she agreed, a far more reserved answer than to say that she adored the thought of tangling with an opponent long enough to have that opponent begging a submission. "When you recommended that, I think I brought up I couldn't think of a more perfect stipulation." She tilted her head. "A test for both of us."

At Yoko's cue that she was indeed ready to get moving, Lise twisted in place and whirled to the hallway, the shake of her hips, prominent even when she wasn't conscious of her own...presense had an extra tilt to it while Yoko followed behind. Might as well work some early distraction...

In the bedroom doorway, she paused to listen. Red eyebrows slowly lifted, and then slowly lowered, exchanged for another hand on the hip and a knowing smirk on her face. This was...twice. Two different guests, both as fresh in LAW as Lise herself, and they both wished to receive instruction on submissions from Lise, their peer. Admittedly a peer with more experience than most rookies, but...Lise did not resist the sense of flattery that made her straighten her shoulders pridefully.

"Oh, this can be arranged," Lise assured. More than arranged...she was looking forward to it. "I may preview a few holds mid-match, close and personal. It would only be fair to give you some firsthand experience with their effectiveness before I convince you to try them..." She fixed the other redhead, who struck her as all the more appealing after such an endearing request, with her most daring, sly look, before she removed her curves from the doorway to reveal the bedroom behind her.

The bed lay as presentable as needed for two women about to tear it asunder, complete with suitable sheets and pillows for effect. Lise had found all of her cushiest offerings, a bean bag chair and a small mattress that went with a cot, for a touch of extra comfy tussling surface. Mats for safety lay on either side of the bed, and she had made sure the edges of her furniture either had something covering them or were facing a wall. A dresser with a mirror loomed on the wall facing the bed, which Lise had thought might offer a unique angle of both of them that they could enjoy.

With pride over her makeshift bedroom arena, she gestured for Yoko to enter.

[ragaz]

The two redheads were on their way to the bedroom and as it often happens, Yoko just had to speak an entire damn lecture... It even was a little awkward when Arlise had to stop and listen before they could proceed. Yoko took note that she should work on that.
Now when Yoko heard Arlise's answer, she thought that she might've been a tad bit too humble assessment of her own skills as it seemed now that Arlise maybe thought that Yoko is pretty green at submissions.

Hahahah! So, you're saying that you're gonna use me as a guinea pig? You're welcome to try, darling. Yoko replied challengingly as Lise was removing herself from the doorway. Yoko's blood was burning, not from rage, but from excitement. Yoko then took a look around, inspecting the bedroom. Oooohh... You're well prepared, Lise! Yoko commented before entering.

Yoko would throw her scarf to the side as she certainly had no intention of wrestling with it and the posed against the wall for Arlise.

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(minus the scarf, the glove and the rifle)
Will this do, or would you prefer my attire to match yours? Yoko did not forget that butt jiggling of Arlise, so if she wanted to play the seducing game, Yoko could play it too.

[Winter]

"Guinea pig might be a touch too insulting..."

Enjoying the challenge in Yoko's return, tempered by enough amusement that Arlise's smirk widened into a smile, the redhead swung back to face Yoko for another moment, a step closer. Any opportunity to up the tension in these circumstances was to be taken, was it not? She wanted them to enjoy themselves, surely, but they did need to stroke the right degree of...fire. "Perhaps a fine model who can see herself in the mirror, trapped by this body," she finished, leaning in closer, with her best husky voice.

Holding onto that thicker tension, however, had its difficulties considering Yoko's kind words about the room. As she slipped inside after Yoko, resisting the urge to take another glance down at the other redhead's hips, Lise instead gave her own figure a glance in the mirror and whisked a hand over the end of the bed to straighten a wrinkle in the top sheet. "I hope to always be. If you and all my guests feel as if time has been spent on our match arrangements, I've succeed-"

She turned to find Yoko posed against the wall, legs and ass on full display. Now, gray eyes did descend to take in all of it, twinkling with interest.

It took a great deal of focus not to extend a hand to test the substance of what lay before her. She would have her opportunities, in a moment.

Her eyes lifted back to Yoko's features after a suitable beat of ogling. "Oh, this will 'do,' I'm sure." The words were accompanied by the sound of the door shutting with a shove of her foot, and a crook of her finger followed. "I'm very ready if you are."

[ragaz]

Hmm, yeah, that sounds nice. Yoko replied with a little bit of sarcasm before stepping in, dropping a thing or two and posing for the nearly naked, second redhead in the room. Lise took her time examining the body of the bodacious Yoko Littner before giving her approval of the attire.

After the approval was given, Yoko eagerly jogged to the bed, hopped on it, sat on her knees and turned to the direction of her soon to be opponent.
Come join me, then! Yoko would encourage Arlise.
Also, before we start... It is inevitable that there will be lots of body contact between us, but I'd like to ask you - are there any areas of your body that I should try and avoid touching?

For me... I'd prefer if we could avoid hair pulling. I become a nasty person if my hair are pulled. You've been warned.
Yoko would wait for her opponent on the further end of the bed, hands raised and ready for a grapple. Whenever you're ready, Lise!

[Winter]

Lise's fascination proved no secret as she watched every step Yoko took on her way to the bed, bounding and bouncing, and let her eyes linger on how...becoming it was for her to be perched atop a bed, looking so expectant from her knees. She didn't have to wonder why the other redhead had become so entrenched in this particular type of match. To say that she had a bed-worthy figure would have been an understatement.

Lise slinked over to join her, popping up onto her knees on the other side of the bed and giving Yoko a sidelong glance, already planning what she might try to do with her first. Yoko's question in prelude didn't make Lise so much as blink, as she planned to assure that she didn't have any particular inhibitions that might cause a problem, but she paused at the mention of hair pulling.

That did make sense, and in a less-friendly match, she imagined that could be a considerable worry in such close quarters. Lise certainly had no plans to pull any hair; she had no plans to do anything further than trying to latch on as many (mostly) legal holds as possible to make the lovely rookie submit from the satisfaction of a (mostly) legal victory, body combating with body, more than anything else.

"I understand," Lise confirmed, taking the moment to stretch a leg out beside her and work out a gentle kink. "I suppose I'll mention the same rule...at least, don't pull mine in a way that wouldn't be considered fun."

She flashed a smirk, reeled in her leg, and matched Yoko's grappling stance with one of her own as she arranged herself on the foot of the bed.

Then she probed, sweeping a hand out to see if she could grab a wrist.

[ragaz]

Yoko observed Lise's stunning body as the latter was making her way to and onto the bed, making herself comfortable in front of Yoko. Maybe even more comfortable than Yoko thought which became evident when Lise stretched her leg right in front of Yoko. It's not like she was trying to hide anything with that.

In response to that, while the women were discussing the matter of hair pulling, Yoko arched her frame backwards and stretched her arms up to get her spine ready for combat and most importantly - show off her toned midriff and her above average bust, or so she considered it to be.
With the discussions over and the warm-ups done, it was time to commence the wrestle!

Both fighters went into their stances and Lise was quick to grab a hold of Yoko's left wrist. Ohh! Yoko was a little surprised for a moment before she used her right arm to grab onto Arlise's wrist in the same way. When that's done, Yoko would start pushing against her opponent. Yoko would lean into Lise, chest to chest, shoulder to shoulder. She would use those parts of the body to do the actual pushing.

RRrrrghhh! Win or lose... No hard feelings, right? Nnn... As they'd be cheek to cheek, Yoko would say into Lise's ear after letting out a groan of strain.