A Buildup to Payoff

[CaptainL]

It had come down to this. Some time had passed since Ava Rose and Satomi Mii last met at the LAW offices for a photoshoot for the Ladies of LAW Calendar - an effort that quickly went south, given that neither of them could agree to the plan despite being booked to be featured side by side. As words grew uglier and fists began to fly, it had only been the entrance of LAW Magazine's spokeswoman Nanako Sen that could save everything from descending into chaos.

But Nana couldn't deny the appeal of either of the two women making it into the calendar. Nor could she deny the appeal of seeing them fight it out. The answer seemed obvious - to have a match on the next PPV event to determine who would make it into the calendar, and to settle their dispute once and for all.

At last, the time had come, with the official announcement of Fight the LAW. The wheels were set in motion to make such a match a reality. And although some time had passed, Nanako was sure that tensions between Ava and Satomi were still as high as ever.

Now, she sat behind a desk, with a contract on the table in front of her - describing that Ava and Satomi, if they so agreed, would be going to California to compete on the show, and that the outcome of the match would decide who would be featured in the calendar. Below that was a space for each of them to sign their name. With her hands calmly folded on the table, Nana sat waiting on the two of them to arrive. A smirk crossed her face, as she was already growing excited by the prospect of such a collision...

Nanako Sen

[anime_hentaifighter]

Satomi did not knew what to expect to happen tonight as she wore an simple black skirt and blouse as above the blouse she wore her favorite red leather jacket as her garments were those you could find in any low budget fashion show. As she did not expect that much would happen as it not like all contract signings result into an wild brawl after all.

So she would walk into the meeting relaxed as all that would happen was that she insulted the other woman before signing the contract. So she would walk towards the meeting as she would see Nana sat behind the desk as she took her place to the right as she would not only have to wait for that bitch to show up so they could make the match official.

Satomi

[Violet]

Following the fiasco of her last meetup with Satomi, Ava can’t fathom being forced to see that bitch again. What did they see from Satomi to even think that she’s comparable to her still perplexes Ava to this very day. For her, she was the right choice, the only choice. And if they can’t see that, she’d be happy to break Satomi’s face in the ring to show just that!

Ava

Ava entered the room like a goddess would to her house of worship. She was brimming with confidence, so much so that it radiated the sense that they should be lucky for her just to be here. Donning a yellow turtleneck crop top that accentuated her ample bosom that bounced at each step. It also flaunted her flat, athletic tummy. She also wore tight jeans that hugged her voluptuous butt.

Her lips curled into a smirk when she saw Satomi across the room. “Just right when I thought your outfit couldn’t be any more drab, you surprise me!” Ava chuckled.

“Although I’m glad to see you here, Mon cheri.” she walked right towards her. Her chin up and her gaze condescending. “We can now continue me destroying that stupid face of yours. And now it would be official!” Her tone carried this lightness like a fragile vial for the poison it meant! "Let's sign what we have to sign, shall we?"

[CaptainL]

Behind the desk, Nana sat up straighter, folding her fingers as she leaned against the table. With Satomi's entrance, she smiled and faced her with a curt nod, directing her to her seat. But when Ava entered, it was enough to draw her attention! Nana's eyes widened and she took in a small gasp, adjusting her glasses. Satomi might have been business as usual with her entrance, but Ava was clearly here to make an impression, going above and beyond. Nana couldn't help but be swayed by her already!

Of course, she soon reminded herself that she was only here to set up a match. She couldn't be partial about such things, especially when doing so would only draw more ire from Satomi. There was only one way to determine who between them was the better woman, and that was in the ring. Besides, she couldn't deny that Satomi, while her attire might have been more unassuming, certainly had the looks to turn heads. Clearing her throat, she passed the contract across the table.

"I'm glad you two fine young ladies could make it," she said. "Let's get down to business. As editor-in-chief of LAW Magazine, I'm happy to announce that I've spoken to the management, and we've agreed to the plan of collaborating for the upcoming Fight the LAW event in Long Beach. The two of you will be facing each other in a match, the winner of which will be featured as an entry in the Ladies of LAW Calendar. Given that the event will involve matches both on the beach and in the arena, I understand that there's been interest in featuring the two of you in a beach match, if that's agreeable to you. As per usual, your signatures shall indicate that you understand what may happen in the match and consent to the proceedings, and that LAW will not be held liable for anything that happens to you. Now, are we in agreement?" She passed the contract closer over the table, directing it to Ava and Satomi.

[anime_hentaifighter]

''I really can't stand this bitch''thought Satomi as she watched as the other woman walked towards her as she could not keep her opinion to herself for even 30 seconds. As she was about to show that bitch what her answer would be as she turned right hand into an fist as she got to her feet as she was about to punch that slut in her face when Nana spoke up.

As the Japanese woman knew she could not make an scene as she heard what the editor-in-chief had to say as she knew she had to take this chance she was given.Since she needed to in that calendar no matter what as she would grab an pen as she would quickly read over the contract as she looked at Ava as she said ''I am fine with that , and well the best woman should sign first right. So how about I scribble my signature onto the contract , and then we let the lesser woman sign it''

[Violet]

Her credence unchallenged radiated to her posture. Her chin tipped up, her back straight and her chest popped out and topped off with an ever-confident smirk. She couldn't look to Satomii any lesser. If this was a show, Satomi would have been the pipsqueak whiny girl and she would have been the towering bully that deserves and gets everything. And oh boy, did she love that role!

"Ooohoho!" she chuckled at the location of the next LAW event as she brushed her hair back.

"California. I do remember walking down on the rampways of those beaches. And how they fawn over me like filthy peasants..." Ava trailed off as she reminisced at the thought.

"Wonder how'd they do in my next visit when they realize I'm doing so to kick some chienne's ass!" Ava glanced her look at Satomi just to point out who she was talking to.

Ava could see how bubbling with anger they were. Satomi wore her emotions right on her sleeves. Ava didn't look far to see how badly she was getting on their nerves. And she also saw their fist about to fly in a cruel voyage toward her divine face from a mile away. Yet she didn't move... she didn't even flinch! She still carried that snooty look she's sure Satomi would love to erase off her face. And that venomous yet so intoxicating smile.

"Whatever would make you feel better, Mon Cheri.... Be my guest." She cooed.

[anime_hentaifighter]

''Does that bitch only have one personality setting or what'''thought Satomi as she had never meet an bigger bitch then Ava in her life.As she listened as the other wrestler rambled on about California , and how people used to fawn all over her. Now clearly those idiots did not have an lick of taste if they did that over an woman like Ava , but sadly not everyone can have excellent taste like her own fans had.

Still hearing the bitch say she could sign first , Satomi just nodded as she took an pen off the desk and wrote her name on the contract. As she would look at Ava as she gave the woman the pen as she whispered ''hope you enjoy being second around me. As no matter what you do that is all you ever be while I am around''

[Violet]

As promised, Ava was on her best behavior. Apart from a few dings of poisonous insult, the French had let Satomii throw punches of her own. Yet, Ava stood unwavering, didn't even flinch. Her time as a model bred this sense of superiority. There she was a queen! Aspiring models gunned for her both in front and back of the camera. On the catwalks or in the locker rooms. And yet, she had no problems putting them out! And she expects it to be so here!

She was inside the indestructible bubble of the thought that Satomii would never ever compare to her. Not with those drab outfits and nerd glasses. Not with that posture and looks. Not with their stick limbs and undeveloped body that might not even be enough for wrestling. Not in the ring nor the catwalk! A lopsided smirk channeled this outward towards Satomii as they proceeded to sign the papers for the upcoming bout!

Her feet led her to them, behind and on the side. Not too near, but enough for her to see the strokes of their pen with a simple glance. And when they finished, she stood to her face to face.

"Oh ho, mon cheri!" She scoffed. She reached for the pen, and took the cap off. "Did I punch your head too hard? Or not hard enough?" Instead of signing the papers, Ava lightly poked Satomii's nose and laughed. It was teasing yet degrading. It was as if Ava didn't consider Satomii as a threat! " But I promised dear Nanako here that I'd be nice! So I'll just show you in our fight in California, mmkay?"

if uninterrupted, Ava would proceed to sign. Her slender figure was fully accentuated by her outfit as she bent over, curves so apparent she might as well be naked.

[anime_hentaifighter]

Satomi did not knew what it was about the other woman , but Ava was able to draw the blood from beneath her nails with how she acted as the Japanese woman just grinded her teeth together so she would not lash out. However in the end she could not hold back her anger as the other wrestler kept mocking her , and it was clear from the tone in her voice that she did not take the spoke person seriously.

So when she saw Ava about to sign she would take her chance as she lashed out with an punch that would connect with the other woman's cheek should it connect. As she would yell ''how about you sign that contract with your damn blood. As I had enough of your bitchy attitude and behavior Ava as I will force you to take me serious''.

[Violet]

The situation suddenly turned volatile as Satomi continued to prod the French model. Ava wanted decency but the Japanese milk ambassador was having none of it, wanting to establish dominance right away. Every time Ava masterfully deflected each verbal barb they threw, she could see their nerves pop in their temple. She could see their nose flare up as steam huffed out of them in anger. She could feel their lust to avenge their humiliating defeat the first time they met. Ava was under her skin!

But the prodding had come for worse, the Japanese beauty have had enough as they threw a punch right to her pretty face. Ava grunted as spit flew off from her mouth. Her unsteady stance as she signed the paper made it so that she lost control the moment the punch connected! Ava stumbled, trying to keep herself up only to smash herself through a row of chairs before crumpling to the floor! This was trouble!