Gaius Valerius VS Octavia

The agonising wait for the gate to open did little to ease Octavia's nervousness, as she paced around the waiting room, eager for her debut match to begin. Anxiety once again took hold of her as she looked down. Would the crowd find her large, curvy body attractive? Would her opponent be a gentle one, or would he try to fuck her senseless? These thoughts permeated her head as her gate was finally opened to the sound of mistress Gaia's voice.

"We have a new fighter making her debut today. A patrician of high standing, this girl is sweetness herself. Enter, Octavia!" she walked into the arena, waving and blowing kisses to the audience, who cheered for her. Her embarrassment was put on display, wearing only a green bikini in front of the crowd, it felt strangely arousing, being watched by so many. "Just look at that cute face, bodacious ass and meaty breasts just waiting to pop out. And just look at that beautiful, long blonde hair, such beauty is to die for." Gaia said in an overdramatic fashion, but the crowd didn't seem to mind. Blushing, Octavia made a half-hearted attempt to cover her massive cleavage, without much success.

"And who shall face this blushing damsel on the sands? Well, none other than the very symbol of Roman grace and nobility, Gaius Valerius!" Octavia's heart raced at the uttering of his name. The man most women (and more than a few men) crushed on, the highest-ranking male member of the league. She started staggering as he walked out to the roars and swoons of the audience, which he gratefully accepted, waving at them. He was the embodiment of male beauty; his face might as well have been sculpted by Jupiter himself. His short. brown hair was adorned with a laurel reef and his deep blue eyes radiated confidence and power, and she felt her face getting redder as he turned to look at her with a kind smile. His outfit consisted of a red toga, though nothing but a simple loincloth underneath, giving everyone a good look at his chest and legs. Walking up to her, he took her hand and kissed it, making her swoon.

"A pleasure to meet you, Lady Octavia. I must say your beauty exceeds all expectations." he gave her a gentle smile.

"Lord Va... Valerius, thank you for your f... flattery. You look... dashing today as well." she stammered out, her face growing more by the second.

"Nervous at your first match, I see." he laughed heartily. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle. And who knows, maybe you'll be the one to defeat me, now wouldn't that be some debut eh." his reassurance did somewhat relieve her nervousness, though she highly doubted she could win against him.

"Alright lovebirds, we should probably start before Lucilla gets too jealous." Gaia jested at her friend and co-owner, who in contrast looked elated that her husband was about to fight.

"Not at all, my dear Gaia. I can't wait to see Gaius having some fun with the poor girl, it will make for some prime... entertainment." the blonde said lustfully, and the crowd concurred.

"In that case, let the match begin!"

Octavia had expected Gaius to take the initiative, but instead, he extended his arms as if to hug her, imploring her to make the first move.