L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Aja's breath hitched as Gabriel's lips pressed against hers, the intensity of the kiss pulling her into an unexpected daze. She couldn’t deny the mix of emotions racing through her, the heat of the touch distracting her from everything else. Gabriel’s hands were like fire against her skin, moving slowly down her body with a purpose, and Aja had to fight to keep herself grounded, to resist the urge to melt under the Queen’s touch.

The soft caress of Gabriel’s fingers trailing along her neck and down to her abs sent electric shivers through her. The green-haired woman was relentless, her movements calculated and teasing as she explored every inch of Aja’s body. The grip on Aja's chin shifted as she was drawn closer, their bodies pressed together in a way that left little room for thought. Aja knew this wasn’t about wrestling anymore—it was about control. Gabriel's confidence, her ability to read the situation and dictate the pace, was overwhelming. But Aja wasn’t one to let herself be easily dominated, no matter the circumstances.

The Queen’s lips returned to hers, and Aja could feel the soft pressure of her hand falling lower, her fingertips grazing over her navel. The sensation was torturous, and despite her best efforts to stay composed, Aja’s breath caught in her throat. Gabriel wasn’t just playing with her body—she was playing with her mind, twisting every feeling into a sensation of lust and vulnerability. Her hand moved lower, grabbing Aja’s hip, and that was the point where Aja knew she couldn’t just take it anymore. Gabriel was pushing her toward the edge, and she could feel the Queen’s confidence blooming, but Aja wasn’t the type to back down. The longer Gabriel held her, the more she could feel the surge of defiance rising within her, refusing to give in.

As Gabriel’s attention shifted, Aja’s arm, though still trapped in their twisted embrace, found the opening she needed. The Queen had been so focused on her little game, so absorbed in the slow torture of her body, that she didn’t notice Aja’s arm moving into position. With a swift motion, Aja drove her elbow into Gabriel’s side, the impact enough to make her loosen her hold for just a second.

That brief moment was all Aja needed.

“Not so fast, Gabriel,” Aja growled, using the opening to shove the Queen back with her shoulder. The sudden shift of momentum caught Gabriel off guard, causing her to stumble slightly. Aja’s heart pounded as she broke free from the hold, her mind racing to capitalize on the shift in control.

Gabriel was about to close this scene with a terrifying surprise for her precious opponent. It was going to be splendid to witness the shock in the greenette's eyes when her hands found themselves bound to the corner by silver handcuffs. Of course, Gabriel was going to make sure made up for it so that it wasn't just fear occupy those pretty eyes. Gabriel's hand threw the handcuff to fish in the air Aja's first wrist, which would have been the starting point to find her other arm, however, the handcuff found nothing. Aja's wrist was not where she visualised it. The queen's smile faded. She tried to blindly throw one of the handcuffs two more times to catch a limb, but to no avail.

Before Gabriel could lean over Aja to know where her hands were, an elbow to the side separated Vinlee from her opponent.

The queen groans as she bends forward, backing up several steps before slowing down, straightening up, and overcoming the pain as holding her hands up. Conveniently, the object she was about to use was still in her palm, in plain view. Barely concealed by her fingers.

With a moan of horror, queen hid it behind her back, embarrassment, cheekily smiling at both Aja and the referee for them to ignore this. But the referee demanded to see her hands anyway. Unashamedly Gabriel ran her hands up her own back and tucked the handcuffs between her skin and her sports bra, then held out her open hands towards the ring official.

"You see?" Her eyes turned grim, more than brazen. "I don't have anything," she reaffirmed, averting her gaze to Aja, sticking her tongue out at the lady of Nature.

"There was something in her hands," the referee hinted.

"In both of them? No sir.

The referee didn't know how to work with this. Should he check her for foreign objects or just let this match go on? Gabriel already knew the answer, the referee, he might struggle with that technicality because Gabriel would be winning this interruption