Rarity's pulse quickened as he stepped through the ropes. She had wrestled with many stallions and mares alike, most of them ranging from mildly attractive to movie-star gorgeous, but she had never grappled with a crystal pony before. Now that he was closer, her eyes traced every curve and swell of the dense muscles beneath his lustrous coat. An onyx black thong and two black wrestling shoes counted for all his clothing, leaving him even more exposed and on display than herself. He sidled closer to her, hiding his naked butt cheeks behind a flowing, metallic-violet mane.