Showing them the Sheets - Drifter Vs Yoko Littner

[thesteedman]

Bed Room Match - Exhibition
Location: Custom Emperor Sized Bed
Strikes: Not allowed
Rules: KO/Pass out or Full body Pin 10 count

Katherine Scarlett, better known as The Drifter in the LAW had a very good reason to be nervous. It had not been all that long since her debut, as rough and ready as it had been, and now she found herself a precipitant to something that had become somewhat of a staple style of match in the LAW.

A Bedroom match.

It all began when Drifter encountered Yoko backstage. Naturally given Yoko's upbeat personality, it wasn't long before the two got talking, eventually going out for a coffee. Naturally and eventually a talk soon led to a conversation about the bedroom title Yoko was the proud holder of (even if it was self invented). And soon after that, Yoko pleasantly asked if Drifter was up for challenging her for it. Katherine did not see for herself how red her cheeks turned, but given the charming giggle from Yoko it must have been obvious. She offered a friendly exhibition to try and ease any pressure, saying it could be fun... but Drifter still found the thought of wrestling on a bed in the public eye something she wasn't so keen on.

That was until a night later. Irelia had a talk with her, saying it would be a perfect chance to get her into the spotlight and receive more bookings. Though Drifter was still reluctant, (sensing ulterior motives in Irelia no doubt probably just wanting to see her wrestle on a bed with another stunning woman), Drifter contacted Yoko, wondering if she still wanted her to challenge for a bedroom match. The goal was hopefully getting herself out there... more than anything she needed money for her charity, and regrettably that meant getting oneself on the ladder for PPV consideration.

Fighting Yoko would be a massive step, she was a strong fighter, not so unlike herself. What was reasurring was that ultimately it would also be a friendly match which eased a lot of tension. Drifter did not feel too keen on hitting Yoko as she seemed a really good person, so it was nice to simply tussle... She thought she was finally calming down until she entered the room after arriving at the special Bed Room facility where LAW held such matches.

Her jaw dropped when she walked in, seeing the giant bed. Whilst it was not ring sized, it was bigger than any King bed she had ever witnessed in a shop. The carpet was as luxurious as the decor, as the place had been set up to look like a bedroom. Camera's were present, but had been set up discreetly no doubt to put some of the more nervous wrestler's like Drifter at ease. The light mostly contained camera's, but they were high quality and very subtle thankfully. Easing her rucksack down, Drifter felt a knot in her stomach develop as she knew people would be watching.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly took off her coat, revealing she wore only a sports bra, and dark combats that ended just below her knees. Her midriff was bare, with much of her stunning figure on display. She slowly slipped off her shoes, leaving herself barefooted before she threw all the clothing into a nearby corner. Her stance revealed she was nervous, but slowly she approached the edge of the bed, sitting down to get a feel of the mattress. It was alarmingly malleable, the covers feeling like expensive silk that traced along her own soft skin. The springs were strong, reinforced no doubt to take slams or any other heavy impact... the blanket seemed trapped in place, incapable of slipping off the bed or becoming tangled with the wrestlers... it was unreal.

"I don't know if I can do this..." Drifter whispered more to herself, standing up. She was about to head back to her gear when suddenly the door opened... a familiar face soon entering the room.

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There was one time when Yoko was walking backstage after an intense (in every way) bedroom match and god knows Yoko had dozens of those going and had plenty to come ever since she declared herself the ''Bedroom Queen''. That sure made her well known in law and earned her new challengers that are counted in double digits. Anyway, Yoko was done showering after her match and was walking through the corridors to get her stuff and go home, get some sleep and then proceed to kick somebody else's ass the next day.

Then suddenly, Yoko bumped into another redhead human being. As an apology, Yoko treated her to a cup of coffee. The two had a bit of a talk and Yoko found out that her name was Katherine Scarlet. Yoko sure made a joke that Katherine's parents had certain expectations from the get go... What Yoko found out more about this redhead, was that she was pretty nice personality-wise and that she also was a wrestler here in LAW, which should've been obvious from the start... Yoko then went ahead and threw a suggestion that she did not realize only until later how weird it was. She challenged a person that she just met to a bedroom match, for her title, no less. Only Drifter's refusal made Yoko realize this and after an awkward moment, the two parted ways.

Sometime later, it turned out, that Drifter had a change of heart and challenged Yoko to a bedroom match herself, but not for the title. Yoko was happy to accept and now here she was driving her motorcycle through the corridors until she reached the door to the room where the two were supposed to meet and one would walk out victorious. The noise of the bike's engine could be heard inside the room, but it would soon be shut as Yoko turned off the engine and got off her vehicle.

Yoko opened the door and walked in. She saw her opponent was already inside and looking at her. Hi there! Made yourself comfortable yet? Yoko was a little easy going with the way she did things. She said her hello's and then proceeded to undress her scarf, her boots, glasses and her jacket after unequipping her sniper rifle and placing it against the wall in the corner, of course. Sorry if I made you wait, I'll be ready in a moment, just let me take off all of my burdens. Yoko's attire was rather light, showing a lot of her best body parts.

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I hope you're not disappointed. Yoko would say while making a slightly seductive pose. Yoko knew she had a fine body and she was not afraid to show it off and she was curious to see Drifter's reaction. I must say I'm not disappointed in you. You clearly have a trained body. Yoko would compliment her opponent and make her way onto the bed, where she'd sit on her knees and get to the middle of it, where she would await for her opponent to join so that they could start their match.

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It seemed Kat no longer had time to change her mind, as Yoko made her presence known with the wild growl of her motorbike. It wasn't long before that beast of an engine was eased to slumber for now, before its owner soon made her way into the room. Bearing that trademark rifle of hers, Drifter would have been caught off guard had it not been for meeting her earlier. Yoko moved with purpose and possessed an energy about her, wearing a pleasant smile. She barely wore clothing as it was, but already her scarf was being flung away after her rifle was carefully placed.

Drifter opened her mouth to answer the first question Yoko asked, but was cut off when she spoke again, swiftly undressing herself from her jacket and boots. That winning smile and confidence took Drifter off guard, and she couldn't help but blush when Yoko dressed herself down until she was clad in only her bikini top and shorts. Drifter looked away a little awkwardly, scratching the back of her head, though it seemed Yoko did not mind, she was already all smiles and giggles, no different from when the two of them first met. In probably less than 10 seconds, Yoko was down to very little clothing, before she near seductively slid herself towards the centre of the bed, no doubt waiting for Drifter to join her.

Kat felt out of place, she wasn't sure she was so comfortable with this. Though the camera's were well hidden she knew eyes would be watching. From what she heard the matches were not often live at least, normally recorded and edited for later showing... but it still troubled her somewhat, as her arms wrapped around her own chest in a noticeable protective and nervous manner.
"Hi Yoko." Drifter finally whispered. "Sorry... I uhh. I'm a bit nervous about this." She listened however as Yoko was quick to compliment her body.

Drifter certainly had a figure to behold. Her body was well toned, but not overly so, finding a perfect mix between athletic and a model like body. Drifter did not know her own beauty, and even her tomboyish dress style could not deter her gorgeous features and amazing build. It was something Drifter did not seem to realise, though she could not help but notice the equally stunning Yoko's perfect form, near fully exposed and on display for the world to marvel at. Her breasts were larger than Drifter's own, well sculpted like a marble goddess, with a powerful midriff to compliment.

Drifter found her eyes often wandering over Yoko's form as she rubbed the back of her neck.
"Heh, you're just saying that. I can't even compare to you." Drifter added after perhaps too long a pause, managing a weak smile. Yoko was ready to go, and Drifter knew she couldn't delay the match any longer. Though she was reluctant, she knew this match had a greater good... plus, she knew over time she would relax more and no doubt ease herself into the match. It was a friendly after all, an exhibition... and perhaps more than anything she could gain experience from the Queen of the Bedroom to help her with her 'sessions' against Irelia who had been kind enough to house her over the week.

Slowly, Drifter slid herself onto the bed, feeling the smooth silk sheets against her exposed shins and bare feet. She remained on her knees as well, raising her hands in a bit of a wrestling pose.
"Alright... I... I think I'm as ready as I'm going to be." Drifter yelped out, knowing at the very least this would certainly be a unique experience.

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As Yoko was undressing, she was watching her opponent's body language and it screamed the word ''nervous''. Is this your first time wrestling on bed? Yoko asked while moving onto the bed. She heard Drifter's compliment while she was making herself comfortable on the bed. Heh, you may think that, but I'm not someone who tells lies, dear. Yoko replied with a smile. Tonight's opponent seemed like a humble one, unlike a certain someone Yoko knew quite well.

Both girls were getting into their positions on the bed, getting ready to throw down and Yoko felt like she should do something about her opponents nervousness. She felt like capitalizing on that would be a bit of a dick move. Before the match would start, Yoko would lean in to her opponent, place her hand near her mouth and whisper. You know, despite me having done this multiple times already, to tell you the truth, I'm a little nervous as well.

When the Drifter declared that she was ready, it was about time to start the rumble. Katherina has raised her hands and Yoko did the same. Heh, may the better redhead emerge victorious. Yoko jested as she would dash forward for her foe and try to grab the back of Drifter's head. If she managed to do that, She'd try to pull it in and force it down a little.

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Katherine's eyes widened as Yoko started the first assault, rushing forwards, managing to push off her legs well against the soft bed surface to close the distance. An outstretched arm managed to catch the Drifter, her hand grasping the back of her head firmly before her other arm followed suit. Drifter felt her pull her head hard, sliding Drifter closer as her legs did little to stop herself sliding along the beautiful silken sheets. Drifter gasped, feeling the beautiful Yoko try to force her head downwards. A slight shade of pink formed on Drifter's cheeks when she couldn't help but feel Yoko was trying to bring her face towards her cleavage, seeing Yoko's chest near heave as her bikini top had quite the battle keeping her well formed chest contained.

Given her voluptuous form, Drifter figured it only made sense Yoko would use her own body and assets as a weapon in this bedroom match. Given there was no strikes permitted in their struggle, with pins or knockouts the only means of victory, Yoko would certainly no doubt try to smother, squash or alternatively press a means of victory from Drifter whether she rendered her to sleep or managed to pin her down for the count. Either way, Drifter did not want to go down so easily, and a smother would spell a terrible start to the match for her (though the watchers would no doubt disagree.)

Drifter siezed Yoko's wrists with her hands, her body noticably becoming tense as she managed to put a brief stop to Yoko's pressing. Drifter bit on her lower lip, feeling she was so certain of what Yoko intended that she did not anticipate the change of momentum from the more experienced bedroom wrestler. It turned out a smother was not what Yoko was going for, and suddenly Drifter found herself being pulled and twisted sideways, feeling a powerful arm wrap around her neck. Drifter gasped, feeling the grip tighten, as she soon found herself victim to an expert headlock. Drifter grasped at Yoko's waist, trapped on her knees with her back near contorting in an awkward fashion.
"Ow!" Drifter grimaced, a big understatement given the pressure on her head. She knew she could not remain in this position, shifting her knees upwards and closer together to get better grounding.

Still full of energy in the opening moments, she tightened her grip on Yoko's waist, trying to shift upwards in an effort to try and side suplex Yoko into the center of the bed. If successful, Drifter was aware the move would not hurt much... but it was clear she was trying to slip her head free during the motion if she could pull it off.

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Yoko was quick to take the initiative. Yoko was not someone to go easy on others, but it was because she saw holding back as an insult to your opponent, so she preferred not to hold back and she expected the same from her opponents.

Having taken a hold of the back of Drifter's head, she pulled it down somewhat and it seemed like the Drifter took the wrong countermeasures for what Yoko did next. Yoko wrapped her right arm around her opponent's neck and was a little surprised with herself, maybe with her opponent, too.
You know, with you being a fellow street brawler, I can't believe you did not see a headlock coming from a mile away... Yoko shared her surprise with the fellow redhead. And yes, just like always, Yoko did her research on her opponent, so she knew that the woman was the brawler type, just like Yoko.

However, this wasn't quite the game of Pokemon and as Yoko locked in her hold, Katherine had her arms wrap around Yoko's tasty waist and this time around - Yoko was the one to misjudge the opponent's intentions. Without quite understanding what Drifter was trying to do, Yoko proceeded with her plan, she started wrapping her legs around Drifter's waist while pushing herself down to the bed, but to Yoko's surprise, Drifter proved to be incredibly strong as she lifted the ~150 pounds of treasure that was Yoko and slammed her into the center of the bed. Ughf. Yoko yelped as she was slammed. It wasn't particularly painful, but she did feel the force behind it and that force was enough to disrupt Yoko's hold for a moment. Drifter used that moment to slip her head out of there.

Regardless, Yoko still had her legs around Katherine's slender waist and she would begin to squeeze the woman. Good job getting out of that one, but how about this? Nghh! Yoko would grunt as she would strain her leg muscles in order to provide her opponent with pressure.

[thesteedman]

Bringing her head free had certainly not come without some discomfort given the firm grip Yoko had upon her, but fortunately she was able to slip free thanks to her slam, using the momentum and Yoko's surprise to her advantage. Drifter snapped upright, letting out a sigh or relief, no doubt glad to be out of the hold... however, that much needed breathe of air was soon something Yoko would attempt to deprive her of, as her shapely legs suddenly began to tense up. Though free of the headlock, Drifter had not been able to shift Yoko's legs from around her slender waist, and now like a serpents coil, they began to constrict her stunning form.

"Uugh... Wow, you've got... strong legs." Drifter gasped out.

Drifter bit on her lower lip, closing her eyes tight as she fought hard to try and stifle a moan, something she failed to do as Yoko's deadly legs began to squeeze her in a powerful bodyscissors. Drifter's bare midriff noticably strained, tensing up to try and take the growing pressure that forced her to arch back. If it had not been for the rules, she probably would have been able to attempt to strike her way free, but rules were rules, and punching nor kicking was an option in this match. Slamming Yoko had already proved to be unsuccessful at freeing her from the vice like grip of her legs. Another low groan of pain escaped from Drifter's parting lips as the pressure bore down on her athletic form, and Drifter knew she would have to escape as soon as she could.

Despite the pain and discomfort, an idea came to mind when thinking of the rules and what Drifter could and could not do. Flat on her knees, Drifter looked to try and press towards Yoko, reaching for her wrists with her own hands. If successful, she would attempt to force her onto her back if she could, and press her down for a pinning attempt, all in hopes of trying to force Yoko to release her bodyscissors so she could flick out.

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Yoko's legs found their way around the fit waist of her opponent and began squeezing it. That earned her a compliment from her fellow redhead. Why thanks! Nngh. Some call me the ''Thunder Thighs''. Yoko said, tensing her thigh muscles and scissoring that waist with the might of her legs. Now that you've tensed up your midsection, I can see that you've got nice abs. Yoko returned the compliment. I wonder how it would fare against mine. Nnghh.

Yoko was supporting herself against the bed on her elbows. Katherine then made her move, grabbing onto Yoko's wrists and pushing herself forward. Yoko fell flat back first on the bed with her hands pinned to the bed. Yoko resisted by keeping her legs around Drifter, but as the latter pushed forward, her waist was slipping out of the scissors and Yoko was eventually unable to constrict Drifter anymore, who now laid her bare upper body on top of Yoko's bare upper body. The two bodies that many would be jealous of came into full contact and Yoko got to feel Drifter's abs with her own.

ONE! There was a voice coming from the speakers that were somewhere in the room, beginning the pin count.

Though Yoko was in no rush to escape for a few reasons. First, she enjoyed the sensation of the body of a hot redhead resting atop of her. As the two women looked each other in the eyes, Yoko's cheeks reddened from the closeness of their frames and their faces, not to mention that their breasts fought for territory in between their frames.
Second, there was plenty of time in the pin.
Third, Yoko would use that time to think of a proper counter and a witty response. I thought you'd treat me to dinner first before pinning me to the bed with your excellent body... Yoko would jest and tease her opponent, curious to see how the woman would react. As for the legs, those would just drape over Drifter's legs for now as they had nowhere to go and it would just be a waste of energy to try and keep them raised...

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If there was one thing Katherine knew not how to do, it was how to take a compliment. Drifter did not realise just how stunning her own form was, never one to see herself in such light as being beautiful. Naturally, Kat did not know how to respond when Yoko passed comment about her fine stomach, taking note of her abs as her body tensed from the growing pressure of the bodyscissors. The only response Kat could give was a slight blush of the cheeks, as she broke her gaze away from Yoko's and focused on her counter against the deadly scissor hold.

Drifter's efforts and determination paid off. She managed to press Yoko back against the bed, shifting the leverage to her advantage, at least as far as the bodyscissors was concerned as Yoko now struggled to keep the same amount of pressure upon her slender waist. Drifter let her lungs get a full breath of air, feeling the constriction loosen before she was able to fully pin Yoko for the first count. Soon enough Yoko's legs simply rested loosely just below Drifter's hips, as their bodies were now pressed together. Yoko's bare midriff seemed to dock against her own, their abs grinding together as all that separated their chests was the material covering them.

With the two face to face, Kat noticed a slight shade of pink appear upon Yoko's cheeks, which naturally in turn made her blush similarly, realising exactly what kind of position they were in. Yoko once more made comment on the situation, slipping in another compliment in her jest, one that Drifter struggled to handle as her cheeks turned a slight shade pinker. She bit on her lower lip, not sure how to even respond as she turned her gaze away a little, keeping Yoko pinned. She realised it was not a fantastic position, with Yoko having plenty of options for escape given she was no doubt still full of energy, but it looked to be she was in no rush.

TWO!

The sound of the absent referee was a little unnerving to Drifter, making her very aware that eyes were upon the two in this bedroom match up.
"I seem to recall... this was your idea." Drifter finally mentioned back, though she instantly knew how weak of a response it was, given Kat herself had agreed to this matchup in the first place. Regardless, Drifter tried to posture herself a little better, looking to commit more effort into keeping Yoko down. The motion caused her body to slide a little more against Yoko than she would have desired... their bodies meshing together, sliding smoothly. Drifter knew given the theme of the match there would no doubt be a lot of body contact... she just had to deal with it.

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With another hot redhead on top of her, Yoko was being pinned to the bed and the countdown reached two. Yoko's squirming and attempts to free herself slowly strengthened each second, but so did the Drifter's efforts to keep Yoko down. Ahh. A low hot breath came out of Yoko's mouth and blew into Kat's face because of the two women moving in an attempts to overpower the other while not fully committing to it. That was when Yoko felt her opponent's stomach brush over her own. Funnily enough, it somehow became mandatory for Yoko to test her abs against her opponents in a match. Yoko became adept enough so that one brushing motion was enough for her to determine the structure and strength of Drifter's belly and abs. Yoko was not disappointed and rather encouraged.

THREE!

So, does that mean you regret this? Yoko asked relatively casually taking into account that she's on the countdown. As Yoko kept upping the struggle, she felt how most of their muscles were in contact. Yoko felt each time Drifter flexed her biceps or abdominals and Yoko was sure Drifter felt the same as Yoko was doing the same, however, every time Yoko added more power, Drifter always matched her.

FOUR!

Yoko knew she couldn't stay like this forever, so she had to up her game. Yoko would begin pushing her hips and midsection up multiple times to try and buck her opponent off. That would make their midriffs and hips rub more ending up almost the same as an intentional ab-grind, but not quite. More like ab-stroking.