L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Last Man/Woman Standing match. Rules are simple keep your opponent down for the count of ten to win the match. Anything goes.

Adam hasn't had a match in a while and was a little worried and rusty considering his first match back in a long time was in a last man standing match! He heard exactly how brutal those kind of matches are and typically they were used for huge rivalries to end the feuds once and for all here they were just throwing him in it with a random match on LAW!

Adam's theme:

However he couldn't think about it too much as his worries were the least of his problem as he immediately heard his theme being run down through the arena! He quickly.finished lacing up his boots and went through the curtains to a mixed reaction! It was mostly cheers for the baby face, but they were certainly some boos thrown in there as maybe he was just too nice for their liking or they wanted to be the ones wrestling Luna themselves! Adam shrugged it off and got into the ring waiting for Luna to come out.

The arena lights suddenly flash and plunge into darkness as Luna’s booming entrance theme reverberates through the speakers, instantly triggering a deafening wave of mixed heat and roars from the crowd. Bursting through the curtain, the imposing 5'8", 188-pound powerhouse pauses at the top of the ramp, striking a supreme pose. She steps out wearing her signature split-down-the-middle two-tone leotard thong, paired with matching thigh-high leggings and tight black wrestling boots that accentuate her powerful frame.

Strutting down the ramp with an unshakeable swagger, Luna knows precisely what every pair of eyes in the arena is locked onto. With a confident sway of her hips that commands the entire room, she embraces the intense gaze of the fans, loving her own bubble butt just as much, if not more, than the crowd does.

She marches up the steel steps and climbs purposefully onto the apron, hoisting herself up the turnbuckles in opposite corners. Standing tall, she raises her arms to soak in the chaotic noise, flashing a cruel, mocking smirk down at the ringside faithful before blowing a sarcastic kiss to the front rows. Luna deliberately looks over her shoulder to Adam, her predatory eyes locking onto him with a cruel, mocking smirk.

"Ready to kiss my ass, cutie?" she taunts, her voice dripping with venomous confidence.

Without taking her eyes off him, Luna winds up and delivers a sharp, stinging spank right across her own butt cheek. The crack of palm meeting skin echoes loudly through the ring speakers, sending a sudden, heavy jiggle straight through her rear that drives the audience into a frenzy. The crowd instantly roars in massive, rowdy approval at the shameless display of disrespect. Turning back around with an evil grin, she steps back into the center of the ring, shaking out her arms as she waits for the bell to ring and the Last Man Standing match to officially begin.

Spoiler

Adam would hear Luna'w entrance and it certainly was an entrance indeed as the crowd absolutely ate her performance up as she did a splits onto the entrance ramp the crowd absolutely loses it! Adam could barely hear himself think at this point as despite her being a heel the crowd was absolutely loving her entrance and performance so far!

When she marched up the steel steps and her eyes locked onto his he had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach that didn't exactly make himself feel good as it was like a predator looking onto his prey as it just made him gulp. He felt a blush spread onto his face she said about making him "Kiss her ass."

"W-We'll see about that.." Adam would say not very confident and he would stutter a bit clearly lacking the confidence while she smacks her ass in front of him and the audience making the cheers go even louder for her! The bell would ring shortly afterwards as he tries to go for a lock up and get the advantage!

As their fingers lock tight in the center of the ring, the physical power struggle immediately sets in. Luna digs her boots into the canvas, leaning into her heavy low center of gravity and driving forward with everything she’s got. But even with her thick, powerful frame pushing for leverage, she feels the solid resistance of Adam’s 190-pound frame walling her off. Realizing pure brute strength isn't going to easily push him back, a wicked flash of inspiration lights up her eyes. If she can't overpower him, she'll just break his focus.

Still locked up palm-to-palm, Luna subtly changes her rhythm. She begins lightly bouncing on the balls of her feet, causing her impressive chest to wildly jiggle and bounce against her tight leotard just inches from his face. The sudden sensory overload draws an immediate, rowdy cheer from the crowd, who instantly catch on to her dirty distraction tactics.

Luna leans in closer, reducing the space between their faces until he can feel her warm breath. Her heavy, venomous smirk turns into a sweet, seductive purr.

"Such a strong, good boy..." she coos softly, letting her tone drop to a tantalizing whisper meant just for him.