L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Last Man Standing
Hentai Rules
Winner: ten count after climax

Ramza

The backstage curtains finally opens for tonight's match, releasing a cloud of artificial fog into the brightly lit stadium. From within the mist emerged our first young fighter, stepping onto the polished floor of the arena. Ramza is once again competing in LAW!

A deafening roar erupted from the crowd, thousands upon thousands chanting names and demanding spectacle. For most fighters here, this noise was fuel; for Ramza, it felt like a crushing weight pressing down on his shoulders as he walks towards the ring. He's dressed lightly for tonight's hentai match, something he laments.

Climbing inside the ring, he laments as to why got roped into another one of these. Oh wait a minute? He didn't remember accepting this kind of match in the first place?

Back on the dorms...
"Hehehe, nothing but a little trolling." Gaia laughs to herself as she watches the match on tv, twirling a pen in her hand.

Risako did her best to ignore the way her cheeks were burning as she made her last-minute preparations in the back. As much as she'd like to say that this was just another match, the fact of the matter was this match would be anything but typical. For starters, it was a last man standing match so in order to win she would have to render her opponent unable to answer the count of ten. That part was simple enough. The part that gave Risako pause was the fact that the ten count would only start after one of them orgasmed. In other words, the thing that was making Risako so nervous was the fact that she would be competing in a hentai match, her very first one at that.

She knew this day would come from the moment she joined LAW. Though she didn't actively seek out this kind of match, it was only a matter of time before management brought up the possibility of competing in a match like this. While she could've turned it down, her pride as a competitor wouldn't let her back down from a challenge. The greater payout for doing this type of match was also another incentive to accept.

It wasn't as though Risako was some blushing virgin or anything. She had had a few boyfriends with whom she had done the deed with before. But any acts of intimacy she had engaged in had always been done behind closed doors and after she had gotten to know her partner. Here she would be doing it with a complete stranger in a stadium in front of thousands of other strangers as well as thousands more watching at home. Part of her couldn't help but wonder if this was a mistake, but it was too late to back out now so she would just have to do her best and focus on winning.

Risako took a deep breath and schooled her expression into one of focus even if the blush hadn't fully gone away yet. She stepped through the curtain as her theme played on the speakers. She made her way past the cheering fans in the audience, past the leering gazes and catcalls as she walked down the ramp. She stepped into the ring where her opponent was already waiting for her.

'At least he's cute.' Risako thought as she sized up her opponent. As her music died down she gave the blonde man a polite smile.

"So you're my opponent then? The name's Risako. Let's uh, have a good match I guess."

Spoiler

'Damn.'

Damn indeed as Ramza thought as he catch glimpse of his opponent tonight. She's drop dead gorgeous in a way that portrayed as her innocent yet dirty in her display. Clad in a tight hugging her curves and cut high, her figure is to die for any man. Not to mention the deep cleavage showing off her size and her lack of bra.

Ramza gulped, feeling tightness growing below his pants. He's supposed to be already use to this matches, having put through the ringer through various one's already and practice back in his dorms with the ladies (if you could call it that) yet he can't help but feel out his depth.

When she introduced herself, he almost sighed in relief. Thank God she's not a predator, he thinks so?

"Ramza and the pleasure is mine." He replied with a friendly bright smile, easing himself. "Here's to a good match and good luck." He added, a hint of rosiness on his cheeks as he remembers the type of match they are about to compete in.

Nevertheless, the bell would ring and the match this began.