First battle! Emma vs Lyanna (for daemongirl)

The white-haired novice wrestler curtly stepped through the open door to the private arena, shutting it behind her with a loud, brutish and metal CLANNG! She was already prepared and wearing her wrestling attire, a lean dark black outfit highlighted in gold tracing an intricate pattern, although she quietly noted to herself with a quick and somewhat adorable pink flush of embarrassment to her cheeks that the coattails covering her butt and sides a skirt alone does not make, giving any who saw her head-on a clear view of her exposed legs from her thighs to her feet, the lip of the fabric just barely covering a few centimeters ahead of her underwear. Her legs, clearly on display were toned, fit and she thought appropriate for a woman of 23 years with prior military experience.

Specifically, Emma had been an air force pilot for the past decade and had only recently decided to use her built-up vacation period to put her body to a more practical use, thus she found herself at the grounds for her first real bout, but luckily it was a private fight; Emma would've handled the usual arena - the type she predicted with stands on all sides filled with people and dozens of cameras going off, rather poorly, which meant her own self-evaluations would've gone down and subsequently her fighting ability wouldn't have shined as brilliantly.

Emma looked around for her opponent as she approached the ring in the center of the room, she'd done reading as always and knew what this Lyanna looked like, but it seemed either Emma was early, Lyanna was late, (the latter Emma sincerely doubted) or her opponent had simply decided to wait in the shadows somewhere. As the rookie fighter climbed into the ring through the ropes, she began some pre-fight warm ups while leaning against a nearby turnbuckle to keep her muscles active, Emma happily hummed a tune to herself, eager to get her first real fight underway despite whatever the outcome. She'd put up a good fight, giving it her all and all that, and Emma hoped her opponent would do the same.. after all there'd be time for fun, laughter and cuddles after the bout, after a victor was declared and maybe - just maybe they might even strike up a friendship from this.

"You best calm down a bit or you'll cum the moment this girl touches you Lyanna!" A woman named Tira said with a cheerful laugh as she watched her tag partner Lyanna bouncing up and down in front of a mirror in anticipation of her match that night, one that while not scheduled for hentai was set to take place inside a private ring where not even the cameras would be to watch the action. That had the wild imagination of Lyanna working in overdrive as she pictured all the sexy and quite dirty things she and her opponent would do to one another, grinning from ear to ear as she waited anxiously for the time of the match to come.

"Hey I have more stamina than that Tira, you're not the only one who can hold back the natural reaction to pleasure, though I'm not sure why anyone would want to when the match doesn't depend on it." Lyanna spoke quickly and with great excitement, casting a glance over her shoulder at Tira while sticking her tongue out playfully. Lyanna was excited for another reason besides the match, this was to be the first time she would wear her new wrestling gear, an outfit that looked as if it had been torn right out of a video game or comic book, making Lyanna look the part of an erotic ninja which she absolutely loved.

"You're gonna be late." Tira replied sending Lyanna first checking the clock, then sprinting out of the changing room as she ran towards the private room, her outfit surprisingly making it easier to run at full speed unlike most costumes that resembled comic book characters. Reaching the door Lyanna threw it open and ran inside, the door closing after her as she slid into the ring and sprang up to her feet, breathing heavily but arriving exactly on time as they would both hear the door lock automatically. "Sorry I kept you, this took longer to change into than I thought it would. Lyanna said quickly before taking a moment to gaze upon her opponent, her eyes moving from her feet up along her sensual body, the woman's lips curling into a wide grin as she clearly enjoyed what she saw. "Oh wow you're absolutely gorgeous Emma!

Emma looked up from her stretches as she heard a rapid patter of footfalls as her opponent - a sharply-dressed blue-haired woman - raced and practically shot herself forward as she slid through the ropes. She blinked, then dislodged herself from the turnbuckle and moved in, her hazel eyes scanning a good frontal view of her opponent's features, eyes locking with Lyanna's own as the blue-haired fighter extended a greeting. Emma stopped just under a meter away as a presumptuous safety precaution, eyes darting down to check the clasps of her fingerless fight gloves, then shot back up to re-lock with Lyanna's. She wouldn't want them to come undone during the immediate bout.. this wasn't a 'hentai' match and Emma was pretty sure there was some rule somewhere about losing your attire mid-fight that said that wasn't supposed to happen.

Such a brusque entrance. Brave, stunning.. certainly a crowd-pleaser. Might be more of a vet then she lets on just by appearance's sake, then again she's a half of her own tag team.. I like her already. "Hey there! So you're Lyanna? Don't worry about the wait, I've only been here a few seconds myself. Sweet bod yourself and nice to meet you as well. Forgive my naivete about this but I dunno if common pleasantries.. or even fighter's honor allows for such greetings as shaking hands, especially since- Emma gave a sinister grin that soon defanged itself into a wide, almost childishly nervous smile. -that could be taken as practically asking for the other lady to take the first move into an armlock.. no wait, Hell I'm sure I'm even getting the terms wrong. A-anyway!" The white-haired newbie shot out her left hand with the stiffness of a soldier snapping to salute her superiors, however she broke her rigorous impression with a wink and warm smiling punctuated as her tongue playfully jutted from her mouth by a few millimetres. Her hand jiggled a little, indicating that completely contrary to her prior statement, Emma was happy to take the risk and try to start off nicely.

"Let's make it a good one, shall we? I'm ready when you are."

Lyanna was not the cautious sort at all and didn't quite understand why the woman had stopped so far away, she herself wanting to step closer to give the woman a proper greeting but figured it best to respect the other woman's wishes, at least for the moment as they got to know one another. She noticed the eyes of the woman moving down her body, something the busty Japanese woman was very used to, Lyanna leaning down and to the side until her eyes met the wandering gaze of Emma, smiling cheerfully as she then raised back up to her full height to match Emma's eyes which moved back to staring into her own purple gaze.

During all that she got a good look at the lovely body of her opponent, her eyes glancing down to sneak a few more peeks at the woman's well developed chest and slender body while Emma began to speak. She quickly decided she liked this Emma as the woman began to speak, her words coming out quite quickly and showing just how excited and like herself the woman was, Lyanna giggling as she came to the realization that they were quite similar in terms of personality. "Yes thats me, Lyanna Pelon at your service and I hope you don't mind me saying I wish this was a hentai match now that I see how sexy you are Emma! Well I guess some people, like my tag partner for instance, might do something like that but don't worry I wouldn't do that to you, that would ruin all the fun were about to have don't you think?" Lyanna spoke quite quickly herself while smiling cheerfully, wasting not a second in reaching out to shake Emma's offered hand, doing so with a lot of enthusiasm before finally letting Emma go.

"Well I've been ready since I first heard of this match so lets get started right away! Ding ding." Lyanna said before imitating the sound of a bell, dashing forward immediately after looking to get the match started with a quick clothesline.

"Good, an eager woman like me. Let's go!" Emma quickly brought up her guard, her left hand higher and closer to her neck then her right, which extended out partly open palm-out. She tensed as Lyanna charged her, holding in her breath as she tightened her guard, ready to meet the azure-haired beauty head-on. However instinct drove her to evade.

Emma exhaled as she ducked low under Lyanna's clothesline, part-rolling part-ducking underneath her outstretched arm. "Ngh-h-hey! Look at it this way; we may be wrestling but at least we aren't flingin' bullets!" Emma hadn't accounted for nor anticipated how much energy talking actually occupied amidst fighting like this. She instantly made up her mind that talking took too much focus away from her opponent, so that was best reserved for when she held strong advantage, like a grounded hold or even thoroughly mounting her downed target. "B-besides," Emma backpedalled a few steps as she reorientated herself to widen the distance between them and face down Lyanna as she prepared her own strategy on-the-fly. "I'm already loving it." And you. The white-haired rookie grinned as she returned the eager charge, both hands out to her sides, clearly telegraphing imminent intent to grapple.

Lyanna was liking this girl more and more as she listened to her manage to out talk her in the early goings of the match, something she knew Tira would never believe as Lyanna was always the talkative one in their matches together as a tag team. Even as Emma ducked beneath her clothesline she found herself simply liking her more, she seemed to have found not only a bit of a kindred spirit but someone who fought similarly to her as well, this meant their match together was only going to be even more exciting than she had hoped for.

"Do you always talk so much during your matches Emma? Not complaining for you see I like to do very much the same thing!" Lyanna blurted out as she slid to a stop after missing her clothesline, spinning around on the heel of her left foot to face Emma once again, finding the woman backing up a few steps which was quite the opposite of what she was wanting right then. "Ah come on now, I may bite but only out of love!" She said with a laugh, sticking her tongue out playfully just as Emma came rushing at her, perfect she thought to herself as she ran forward as well looking like she was going to grab the woman by her shoulders. That was a feint however as Lyanna would drop down into a slide trying to reach out and grab Emma around her ankles, tripping the woman so that she would land on her front while Lyanna rolled back onto her feet in a crouched position.

Yes, Emma thought as her charge reached its apex and she relaxed her biceps slightly before the imminent grapple. I DO like you already! "Well then my dear you'll forgive my drilled-in pragmAAAH!" The rookie's cheeky retort as she advanced upon Lyanna suddenly unravelling unceremoniously into a loud, surprised squeal as she felt her legs unbalance, gravity sharply disorientating her vision as she fell forward. She'd failed to check Lyanna's lower body posture, missed that feint damn hard. Rookie mistake. The white-haired woman cursed herself for her momentary lapse in focus.. but maybe just before her face and body met the mat she could twist around to-yes!

The newbie wrestler allowed herself a thin smile for but only a moment before the freezing-cold water of reality smacked her in the pit of her stomach and chest with the force of a piledriver regarding exactly HOW her opponent had unbalanced her. Realization dawned in her mind as a look of shock crossed her features. No, no nononono NOOOOOO! When the hell did she grab my legs!? I THOUGHT she only kicked at m-gaaaahh! Despite her intentions, Emma found herself unable to turn around in midair, leaving her body to slam upon the mat stomach-first. Sonuva bandit! I shoulda been watching HER lower body.. oh no. UP! Get up dammit move before she presses the advantage! In spite of the futility of the act as Emma's mind imagined Lyanna already would've had a firm grip on her boots, she hastily attempted to crawl away. Feeling the telltale signs she wasn't getting anywhere, Emma tried to turn her body over anyway, managing to at least twist herself a little so she was on her side. Hazel eyes burning in anger with embarrassment and a little humiliation, Emma looked down past her feet expecting to find Lyanna exactly where she'd planned to end up. Well shit, this ain't going in my favor at all.

Lyanna had taken the white haired woman bu surprise judging from the rather loud and very cute squeal that escaped from Emma's lips while she was falling face first towards the mat. Having been running before the trip Emma hit the mat with quite a large amount of force, the ring shaking lightly from the impact while the purple haired woman rolled into a low crouch with her hands on the mat in front of her. Lyanna winced in sympathy as she thought to herself that the landing must have hurt, looking on she became quite curious as to what Emma was trying to do as she appeared to be trying to crawl away without actually going anywhere, the japanese woman unable to keep herself from giggling beneath her breath at the sight.

"Ok focus Lyanna, think, what should you next move be? I could try to put her into a leg submission or maybe drag her back to her feet for a slam of some kind. No wait...I know the perfect thing!" Lyanna thought to herself in the few seconds it took for Emma to turn around slightly to face her, Lyanna smiling nice and wide as she then leaped forward from her crouched position with her legs out in front of her and her hands in the air. It likely looked odd to Emma but she would realize soon enough Lyanna was trying to land with her ass right on top of Emma's face so that she could pin the woman down beneath her and wiggle her rear end in the girl's face.

Emma's eyes widened perverse surprise as she recognized the move Lyanna was about to pull off. Why you-! Then again you are an honest pervert. Emma grinned as she desperately scrambled to her feet, ducking to Lyanna's right; barely rising enough to avoid the assplant and, Emma assumed, she was low enough so the blue-haired girl's outstretched right arm couldn't snag a hold on her scalp, though Emma was uncertain of her hair that flowed around her shoulders, she likely wasn't out of range yet and her head still brushed far too close to Lyanna's elbow and underarm for her liking.

Lyanna sailed just over the head of Emma who had sadly managed to scramble out of her flight path just in time to deprive herself of a close up view of her perfect ass. The purple haired woman would then land rather hard on the mat, immediately jumping back up onto her feet while she rubbed her bottom gingerly. Turning around to face Emma she flashed the woman quite the wide grin as she giggled, her hands rising up to the back of her head where she clasped them together. "Aww why did you jump out of the way Emma, I was trying to give you the up close and personal look at my ass I know you've been wanting since you saw me!" Lyanna said with her lips pressed together in an obviously mock pout, the woman giving Emma a wink a few seconds later before she moved her hands out in front of her in a stance that said come and get it.