L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

The crowd roars as the lights dimmed, spotlights swirling across the packed arena. Ivan stepped through the entrance. His red hair was damp from pre-match, sticking slightly to his forehead. As usual, he's wearing his wrestling gear, showcasing his physique glistening with sweat.

His boots hit the canvas as he descended the steel steps leading to the ring. The announcer's voice boomed overhead, introducing him as usual, though most fans knew him - for better or worse with his reputation.

Tonight? That reputation would be once more used as he's up against a debut. He's been sent out again to rookie crush the new blood in LAW. His favorite.

As the lights flash bright yellow Yamame comes out from the stage entrance. At the rhytm of her hands conffety comes out from each direction, first right then left with her theme playing full blast.
As she walks down the ramp, hand on hip, swaying it side to side with confidence the audience gets mezmerized by the bomber body she´s displaying. Along side a very provocative attire that asks for wardrobe malfuntion.

As she reaches the ring ,she stares at the man stainding in the middle of it. Impressive figure she thought as she climbed the steel stairs on the side, Showing off her legs in the process.

As she gets inside she does a very womanly stance infront of the man. "So you are my first opponent~? Nice meeting you, don´t go easy on me alright hon~?" as she winks at him

Ivan's eyes tracked every movement as Yamame made her entrance. Confetti, music, the whole production number. Typical for a debut intro, putting all the stops. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips when the wolf whistles started echoing throughout the arena. He too joined the the crowd as the blonde girl arrives in the ring.

When she struck that pose in front of him, he crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at her, impressed and definitely aroused at what he is seeing. "Easy? Nah, I never do that. So don't worry." He replied to her. "You picked a hell of a time for your debut, though. Might wanna regret that request later." He added with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

Before he could add more, the bell rang, signaling the start of the match.

"I never regret anything~ My choices always lead to fun times!" as she says that after the bell rang, Yamame started Circling Ivan looking at his stance and all his body.

"Don't disappoint me now. Or I might have to get rough with you!" As she says this she attempts to close the gap to enter a test of strength between the two. Her breasts swinging with every big movement she does to approach Ivan and arching her back forward like a spider hunting her pray

Ivan backed up a few steps, maintaining distance as he sized up his opponent. His eyes narrowed, taking note of every movement, every tell. This Yamame girl had confidence - that much was clear. But confidence alone didn't win matches.

He circled with her, mirroring her movements with practiced ease. When she lunged forward for a test of strength, he didn't play her game. Instead, he let her arms grab hold of his body. In turn, his hands reached out and grabbed her barely clothed breasts. Flesh yielded under his palms as he tightly groped her huge mammaries, using them to control her movement as he pulled her by her breasts rather painfully.

As Yamame got closer and suddenly grabbed by the strong man, she let out a little noise from the sheer force her big melons got treated.

"Hmmmm~! You couldn't resist yourself huh horny boy~!" the treatment was rough as she kinda enjoyed it already, but this was a match so she attemps to counter by closing the gap even more by pushing her whole body towards Ivan more to give the strong man less room

Ivan's lips curled into a smirk as Yamame pressed herself against him, her massive chest squishing against his torso. "Ah, so bold," he rumbled. The sounds her lips, muffled against his shoulder as he felt the pliant flesh yield beneath his fingers. So she's an hentai oriented girl too? This would make things easy for him.

But when she attempted to close the distance further, he wasn't having it. He enjoys lewd acts as well as the next guy but here's to win it. Without warning, he pushed her back - not roughly enough to hurt, but firmly enough to create distance. Before she could react properly, his leg snapped forward in a swift kick, catching her midsection squarely to make her double over.

As Yamame's body gets pushed away, Ivan's kick connects with her mid section lifting her up a bit from the impact.

"Ogh!" she grabber her mid section as she coughed from the impact, it was a good kick. She liked it.

"H-he~ you should have hit harder" She says as she tries to come at him again with a distorted smile, clearly with ulterior motives attempting a body tackle onto Ivan

Ivan watched as Yamame stumbled back, clutching her stomach. The crowd erupted in a mixture of gasps and cheers at the display.

She's enjoying this, he thought, noting the way she smiled—not from pain, but from arousal.

When she charged forward again, he moved in front of her, not trying to dodge the tackle. Her momentum carried her to him, hitting him square but he was ready. His foothold is secure and he stood strong, merely grunting from impact. Now at close contact, he wraps his arms around her torso and lifts her upsidedown over his head all the way to his back in a suplex.

As Yamame's volutious body gets suddenly lift up and gets suplexed, her whole body jiggles. Her melons sways up and down as a bit of a nip slip could be seen.

The audience clearly caught a glimpse as she bounced on the mat hard roaring but shocked at the same time.

Yamame splatted onto the mat looks up at Ivan with a smug face "I have felt it...... You are turned on by my body aren't you~" She points at Ivan's junk as she chuckles a bit but still dazed from the impact trying to recover