L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The bell was already starting to ring — the officials signaling the end of the second fall after Kurenai’s explosive orgasm — when the sharp CRACK of a slap cut through the arena.

Kurenai’s hand connected hard across Faelyn’s cheek, snapping the bigger woman’s head to the side. A mix of sweat and the Japanese fighter’s own juices sprayed off her face from the force of the blow.

The sound echoed loudly across the ring.

Faelyn froze. Her hand slowly rose to her stinging cheek, fingers brushing over the rapidly reddening mark. For a heartbeat, stunned silence fell over the crowd.

Then the referee waved off the bell, letting the round continue.
Faelyn turned her head back toward Kurenai with deliberate slowness.

The look in her eyes was pure murder dark, blazing fury that could have burned holes through steel. Her lips peeled back in a snarl, jaw tight with rage.

“You… little… fucking… bitch.”

Without hesitation, Faelyn retaliated. Her thick arm swung in a powerful arc, delivering a hard, stinging slap right back at Kurenai’s pretty face

In hindsight, slapping the woman who was currently mounting your chest with a distinct weight advantage who’d developed a serious grudge against you was not, in any way, shape, or form, an intelligent decision.

On the other hand, Kurenai was having a hard time bringing herself to care.

As much as she knew this would lead to bad consequences, as much as she knew it would incur the woman’s wrath, she decided it was absolutely worth it just to feel her hand against Faelyn’s face. She managed to get more force into the blow than she thought possible, and the look of utter shock on her foe’s face told her that one had surprised her just as much. For a moment, the room seemed to freeze, time slowed to a crawl, she swore she could hear her own heartbeat.

Then, down came the hammer. Suffice to say, Faelyn was quite capable of slapping much harder than Kurenai could, and her blow hit the ninjette’s face with a thunderous impact, making her ears ring. The world turned white for instant, and when she returned to reality, she did so with a pounding ache in her skull, as if her brain itself took the hit and was getting rattled about.

Straining, Kurenai moved mostly on instinct and tried to slap back, but there was hardly any force in her blow this time, her body too stunned to even properly make her muscles work in combination.