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Music blares out from the speakers drowning out cheers from thousands of fans eager to see their favorite jobber. Fireworks erupt from the stage leading down to the ring, lighting the area up in a symphony of colors. A large bull wearing a ref shirt and skimpy black speedo stands in the ring showing off his sizeable bulge and toned ass. The bull straightened his bowtie up, seeing the excited faces of wrestling fans that have come far and wide to view this exhibition match. He doesn’t know how that damn blue bear could put out so much press for a simple debut match. Of course, he doesn’t care too much, considering his sizable advance payment for this gig. Not to mention an after-match bonus he’s all too eager to cash in on. He clears his throat and shouts at the top of his lungs, “Welcome to tonight’s main event! Tonight your favorite mage to a sage, he’s the cutie with a fine-ass booty; Lucian the Hugmage is set to face off against a rising star! He’s been tearing up the indie scene for months now, garnering praise and animosity from all that have fallen to his bestial might! So much attention, in fact, that our lovable jobber wanted to see if he could tame this savage fighter and end his losing streak! Our new warrior is all too eager to prove himself, but to sweeten the pot, our Hugmage has promised that if this new fighter can best him in combat, this rising star can have about against our number one champion: Magnus! I’ve talked long enough, folks, so let’s get ready...to...RUMMMMBBBBBLLLLLEEEEE!”

The bull bows out as the lights in the arena dim, lighting up the ceiling with a projection of a moon with fangs around it. A howl pierces through the arena, followed by heavy rock music. Fireworks erupt from the stage with a silver furred wolf standing tall. He rushes down the ramp with fireworks exploding all around him as he slides into the ring. The wolf snarls sitting on his knees, staring at the awe-struck crowd. He’s wearing simple black shorts, kneepads with moon and fang logo, and black boots. Slowly he stands up, moving to the nearest turnbuckle, climbing it only to let out a bestial howl before jumping back down, causing the ring to shake. He looks towards the stage seeing a timid-looking human making his way down to the ring.

Oh gosh, he looks fantastic!

Lucian gushed mentally, looking over his new solid wuff friend. For months now, the human has been eager to take on this beast in the ring, mostly looking forward to being bullied! Silver had mentioned multiple times he wanted a match with the human to boost his popularity enough to attract some agents. Little did he know that the Hugmage has friends in high places. It took one hug and some private fun that gave Magnus the push to promote the absolute crap for the exhibition match. Once Lucian had shown Silver the promotion material and the invitation from the Champion, he thought the poor canine would faint from excitement. The giant wolf has been good to Lucian, and the Hugmage always reciprocates good deeds tenfold. Now seeing the lights highlight his muscular form and contrasting his silver fur with the black fur-shaped V on his chest reaffirms that this was a good idea. It was getting harder for the human to resist giving his opponent the biggest hug ever. He hopes he can calm down enough to put up a decent show.

Silver grimaces, seeing how red Lucian’s face was getting and not to mention how slow he’s moving down the ramp. His ears twitch hearing catcalls from the crowd wanting to turn this match into an erotic strip. Not that he wouldn’t mind having some fun with the human, but he doesn’t want his debut match to devolve into sex. He’s gotten enough offers from sleazy agents trying to turn the former MMA champ into a porn star. He shudders, not wanting to ruin the illusion that he’s a ferocious ‘beast’ that the human is attempting to tame. Silver had to hand it to Lucian, putting all of this together on such short notice. More accurately, he’s impressed that Magnus agreed to all of this with the bonus of facing the blue bear if he wins.

The wolf cracks his knuckles, ready to give Lucian, and the crowd, one hell of a show. The mage slowly crawls into the ring, getting close to the center. Silver follows suit seeing the ref walk up with a mic in tow nursing a water bottle. Seems the little announcement he made earlier did a number on his throat. Something the wolf is sure the bull was accustomed to if the rumors about this man were true. The bull let out a pleased gasp before getting between the two fighters.

“Alrighty, gentlemen, normally we’d want a good clean fight! However, our crowd and champion have voted for a no holds barred match! So you hear that, boys? Be as rough and brutal as you want! Weapons! Low Blows! Hair pulling! Biting! You name it! Though no flinging those flashy spells and make sure to keep all the naughty bits tucked away, alright?” The bull smirks before stepping back a bit. “Know the rules? Great, then what’s stopping you two? Start beating the shit out of each other!” With that, the bell rings, signaling the start of the match.

Silver wastes no time rushing the human, hitting him with a clothesline slamming his opponent into the mat. With the momentum, the wolf rebounds off the ropes running back to the down human to hit him with an elbow drop to the head. The human could only groan, disoriented, struggling to get up off the mat. Silver drops to all fours, snarling, waiting for the right moment to pounce on his new punching bag. Lucian gets up to his knees only to see Silver running towards him, slamming into his gut with a painful spear. The human coughs feeling the air forced out of his lungs as that strong shoulder hits him back down to the mat. He looks up, seeing Silver walk back and forth, staring at him like a chew toy. It made the human’s heart flutter, regretting not getting into a match with this beast of man sooner.

The wolf stared down at the mage, contemplating what to do next. He didn’t get a chance to rehearse or talk about what the mage was used to in a match. Despite this league factoring in skill into its bookings, there are a lot of risks that come from stepping into the ring. One wrong move or a poorly executed pin could cause severe damage to anyone. He wished Lucian would’ve told him they could’ve made a list of do’s and don’ts before all this got put together. Hoping for what’s already past isn’t going to help him, so he’s gotta go with his gut. And his gut was telling him to play up his role. He stomps the ring and howls into the air grinning maniacally at the human.

“Hope you’re ready to be ravaged, Lucian! Gonna curb stomp your ass and make your little bear friend my new bitch!” Being a heel wasn’t his forte as he gravitates more towards the honorable type. However, the promoters took one look at him and thought, “Big giant wolf, let’s play up the big bad wolf trope.” He fucking hates that trope and wishes that tired cliché would die already. Of course, it all could be for the benefit of the story they’re setting up.....and possibly fulfill Lucian’s fantasies. The wolf grabs Lucian by the hair dragging him towards the nearest corner.

Lucian was grateful that the wolf obscured his face for the most part because he’s red as a tomato right now. Seeing that man howl and grin at him like that almost made the human melt. He grimaced, feeling his hair get tugged but otherwise excited to see what his friend had planned for him. The wolf slammed the mage into the turnbuckle before bringing his knee to the human’s gut three times. Silver let Lucian fall down to the mat before grabbing a fist full of hair dragging the human to the middle of the ring. The wolf flipped the human to his back-slapping that chest before putting the mage in a dragon sleeper hold.

The mage couldn’t help but sparkle a bit, being forced into the sweaty pit of the canine. He felt the hold around him tighten up with a few jabs to his gut. It hurt, but it’s oh so worth it. He enjoys being a jobber for wrestlers to feel utterly powerless to them. To get roughed up and bullied in the ring has always been a fantasy for the human. He always offers himself to anyone willing to throw him around in the ring. He grimaced, feeling another blow to his gut but otherwise is content before going limp passing out.

Silver breathed a sigh of relief seeing his friend go limp in the hold. It was a short match, but he’s glad it’s over. The mage was always too eager to please, even to the detriment of his own health. He watched the bull come over, grabbing the human’s wrist lifting it up only to let it fall. The bull repeated this process two more times before signaling for the bell. The wolf released the hold pressing a boot to Lucian’s pec raising his arms up in victory. The crowd cheered, loving how fast the match was, and probably enjoyed seeing the mage put on display with the dragon sleeper. However, it didn’t matter to the wolf whether the crowd enjoyed the match. He’s just happy that he’s feeling excitement again.

Silver scrolled through his Chirp feed, thanking fans for the kind words on his debut match. A snore made him look to his side, seeing his boyfriend Brutus drooling a bit. The wolf chuckled a bit before scooting closer to the larger male. Though he had to do it carefully so not to wake up Lucian, who’s been snoozing on his chest for the last hour or so. The human enjoys sleeping with his friends, claiming them as his bed from time to time. Silver didn’t mind doing it for his friend since he’s done so much for the wolf. He set his phone to the side before holding Lucian close to him, letting slumber fully take him.