L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Such a dirty tactic, some might say. But Domino isn't complaining. In fact, it kind of plays into the moment for him. Not that he was expecting it at all - she seemed to be in some genuine distress!

Mae's head tips in, and Domino's instinct is to tilt away to avoid a headbutt. But instead, her soft lips press against his in a lingering kiss. He inhales sharply, momentarily causing him to crush her body tighter against his. But as the seconds tick by, his gaze lids over and he gives in to the exchange; head tilting faintly to the side to seal the kiss, his right hand sliding down her back to hook behind her leg and draw her thigh up against his hip. The other arm remains around her waist to support her toned figure, but the squeeze is drastically lessened. At this point, he's only holding her upright against himself, savoring what is most likely an unspoken wish. Whether Mae specifically knew that or not is anyone's guess.

At first, Mae thought that her little gambit might not work as the hug tightened. But then, Domino decided to reciprocate the kiss, which was kind of unexpected, but she decided to roll with it. She would make out with her opponent for a bit before she felt the hold began to loosen. So, the moment it became loose enough, Mae would suddenly break the kiss before attempting to jerk herself to her side roughly, looking to remove herself from the bearhug before falling down onto the mat.

And right after her body made contact with the canvas, Mae would quickly roll herself over onto all four before getting herself back up on her feet. Her cheeks were a bit red, though she was smiling at her opponent. "Well, well... aren't you a naughty one?" She then laughed as she would straighten herself up, preparing herself for another clash with Domino. "So, how did it feel being kissed by a pro?" She asked, grinning as she would take a stance, breathing heavily as she would recover from being crushed earlier.

Domino has no idea how it wound up like this. He figured he'd have to pin her down before anything like that would happen. You know, earn her respect. But apparently all he needed to do was put her in a rough position - or maybe it was more about the body contact they were sharing? Or perhaps it was the idea that he'd be willing to let her keep her dignity and not force her to tap out?

Whatever it was, he's loving it. His head tilts, nuzzling into the ongoing kiss with the girl he'd crushed on before even coming to Japan. And just as suddenly as it began, it's over! Mae has slipped from the embrace and dropped, leaving Domino panting, bewildered. And not to mention hot and bothered. But that was already the case.

What she says gets a helpless laugh. "Me?!," he counters. "You're the one who kissed me!"

He closes in with her again, once she's taken her stance, and attempts to lock up with her again. Now that they're at a more intimate distance from each other, his head cants and he murmurs, "Pretty good... but cut short..."

Mae giggled upon hearing Domino's response. "Well, consider that a gift for a longtime fan..." She winked at him before she saw him closing in, trying to lock up with her once more. This time, the American decided to be creative as she would adopt a stance that seemed to indicate that she was going to accept the lock up. But as he got closer, she would quickly duck under his arms, looking to slip past him.

Moving herself past her opponent, Mae would run towards the ropes, looking to rebound from them. Then, she would return back to him, making use of her momentum to launch herself into the air, hoping to hit him with a dropkick right at his back.

"Does it have to be so temporary?," Domino winks back at her.

Arms lash out to lock up, but Mae has bobbed low! His forward momentum leaves him briefly open in a forward stumble, before he wheels around to watch her lithe body rushing him again! Though she may have been aiming for his back, it's his toned chest that'll be taking the hit here. Her boots slam into his pectorals, bearing him down to the mat on his back. Wind knocked out of him, he lies splayed before her, arms to either side and his left knee bent aside. Amethyst eyes remain open, but dazed, and as he attempts to catch his breath again, his body twitches a couple times.

Instead of hitting his back, Mae ended up hitting Domino's abs instead, which was fine for her. She managed to knock him down. Quickly pushing herself up, she looked at him for a second before answering his question earlier, "It depends." With a wink, Mae would then run towards the ropes, looking to rebound from them before returning back to where her opponent was.

Once she reached Domino, she would make use of her momentum to leap up before attempting to hit him with a running senton, landing right on top of his body. From there, she would position herself on top of him, reaching down to one of his legs, hooking her arm under the crook of his knee for a pinfall attempt.

Domino's hands move to rub over his torso where he'd been kicked, a quiet groan escaping him. But the reverberations along the mat trigger all the warning signals in his mind. His elbows set to the ring, and he starts to push himself to sit up, abdominals tightened - just in time to receive Mae's back! She slams down atop him, forcing him to curl the remainder of the way around her waist briefly, one arm hooking her stomach, before he drops to lie back down on the mat. His right arm draping her belly, the left arm stretched out to the side, Mae gets all the time she needs to set up a pinfall attempt.

His knee is hooked, pulling the leg into the air. The referee drops beside the pair to begin the count!

"One!"

Pinning Domino after landing on top of him with a senton, Mae listened to the referee counting for the pin. She wasn't sure if the move was enough to put her opponent down for good, though she wanted to see if her opponent was still in fighting shape or not by attempting the pin. She maintained her position on top of her, discreetly enjoying the feel on his body along the way.

"TWO!"

It was worth the effort at least, most would say! Certainly since Domino seemed to be lying beneath/behind her compliantly as she reclined.

The feel of Mae's figure against him isn't unpleasant. Wrestling with the woman who'd had so many lingering looks from him before is a different kind of thrill. And while his body is hurting and his muscles are tired, the sensation of her stretched back atop him, his hand feeling the grooved of her toned abdominals, is exhilarating.

But the referee has already counted to two. If he wants her to feel the same way, he has to fight out of this. Not that that's the most important thing! He's fighting for himself too! Really!

The hand starts to come down to the mat for the third and final count. Domino twists himself in towards her, thrusting his arm into the air to pull his shoulder up off the mat.

"Two-count! No pin!"

Domino remains tilted against her back, bracing himself on an elbow, panting softly. "Depends on.. me pinning you.. right?," he asks between breaths. "Don't be surprised.. if I fight ya extra hard then.."

Still maintaining her position on top of Domino, Mae waited for the third count to come, but Domino managed to break the pin before the referee could reach the third and final count. "Oho?" Mae looked over her shoulder as Domino pushed himself up, and she would get herself off of him, looking to get herself back up.

"Well, it depends on what I feel, honestly..." Mae shrugged as she would get herself up. "But maybe fighting extra hard is a step to the right direction for you..." Winking at him, she would get herself back on her feet, stepping back before gesturing to him to rise back up as well. She wanted to see what else the man had in store for her.