L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

A weight was lifted in the woman’s mind as the wild one seemed to brush off her little mishap. While the humiliation remained, Suzuki was at least spared further embarrassment by the fact Sheila didn’t make any smart comments after. However, there was something else to feel embarrassed about, and the punk certainly wasn’t going to forget it. They had, after all, made a bet. One that the older woman lost. So, Suzuki would watch as Sheila rolled over and gave herself a smack on the ass. Presenting herself for the older woman as she told her to start kissing.

As much as Suzuki did not want to do this, she sort of backed herself into a corner. On one hand she made a bet and she lost. This was the price, and her pride wouldn’t leg her just back out on a whim. The other was the fact that she’d made such a big deal a moment ago and to turn around and say she didn’t want to would just be ridiculous. But there was also a third…more sexual reason she couldn’t back out…it kinda turned her on. “Fine…But you better enjoy this~ Most people wouldn’t even dream of this service…” Suzuki would say as she crawled across the bed and get in her knees behind the woman. Then, after taking a second to admire Sheila’s juicy ass, the older woman would grope her cheeks. After all just because she had to kiss it didn’t mean the yakuza boss couldn’t fondle it at the same time.

“…just remember…I’m gonna make you pay for this in the ring…” Suzuki would add before she leaned down and pressed her lips to Sheila’s backside. Of course if the younger woman expected just a peck on the cheek she was sorely mistaken. Suzuki didn’t half ass things, after all. She’d start French kissing the woman’s butt. Her tongue slipping out between her lips and sliding up Sheila’s cheek. “So…how’s that for an old hag?~” Suzuki asked, using the punk’s earlier comments before giving that hot piece of ass a good spank.

If Suzuki thought she could scare Sheila with threats, then she truly hadn't been paying attention for the - admittedly short - time they’d known each other. The Wild One cared about one thing above all else: getting action, engaging in the fight. As annoying and crazy as this cranky harpy could be, she’d already shown she could handle herself in the ring, holding on better than she had any right to.

Did Sheila want another piece of that action, especially after she got stomped in their first bout? No. She wanted all the damn pieces. And she intended to have them.

Later.

For now, she settled into the mattress, breathed deep, and just enjoyed the feeling of those strong fingers on her ass. ”Yeah, yeah, yeah.” She sighed as those lips found her ass and went to work, sending tingles all through her skin like electric triggers. ”We’ll see…”

Suzuki would continue to kiss the younger woman's ass while Sheila enjoyed the worshiping. Her black lip stick leaving the wild one's booty covered in kisses as she slowly rubbed her cheeks as if to give the Aussie a nice and sensual massage. "Heh...you really are such a punk..." Suzuki would chuckle at the younger woman's bad attitude.

"...I do like that side of you, though..." she'd add before slowly crawling up the woman's body. Leaving multiple kisses up Sheila's back as she went before setting. With one arm and one leg on top of the woman, Suzuki would let herself settle down with the wild one. Giving Sheila one more kiss on the cheek, the older woman would let herself relax for the fight time tonight as she laid there with the punk. Her body weary but satisfied as she used the Aussie like an oversized teddy bear. Unsurprising, as a dominant woman she did have a tendency to cling to others like they were her belongings while sleeping. Sheila was just one more precious toy that she wanted to keep close to her.