Domino vs (D) Elli "Yuffie" Adams

[CyanDimitrik]

Elli's body is successfully seized in against Domino's sleek frame, focusing the pressure of his forearms against her lower back. The girl's bare belly is ground in hard against the model's abdominals, hoping to wear down her core with his own unyielding midsection. The sensation of her body tight against his isn't lost on him, however. Her skin is smooth, soft, her stomach toned and appealing. Her breasts are mashed tight to his chest, the proximity of their faces almost too much to bear.

Plus, she has those eyes; those big, innocent, pretty eyes.

It's kind of fortunate, in a way, that Elli manages to wrest one arm free. Her pushing against his collar and upper chest area breaks Domino from the near-trance of feeling her body on his, her breath against his lips. But now, one arm is lacking the distraction of having to keep an arm disabled behind her back. So the bicep flexes, the forearm crunching tighter behind her back, mashing her gut hard into his midsection. Naturally, this brings their hips securely together, letting Elli feel that distinct firmness prodding between her thighs once more.

[DarkMagician]

Elli was fooled by Domino. He used the hand she offered to create himself a position and now she was getting crushed between his arms and masculine body. Not that she didn't give her opponent the time and opportunity to do so as she left her hand inside his palms for some unnecessary amount of time after Domino was on his feet.

Once she was lifted off of her feet and pushed towards Domino's body by two brick of arms, she struggled as she was pretty much immobilized. Only thing she could do was squirm around, thrashing side to side trying to free herself. The fact that Domino had the full control on her made her a bit annoyed at the current situation she was in. Within all the struggles, she actually managed to free one of her arms and didn't flinch to use it. Using her free arm, she tried to push Domino away from her creating some distance between the two, creating distance between the upper portion of their bodies, separating their chests apart. She looked Domino in the eyes with her brows knitted.

But this, freeing one of her arms, gave Domino the opportunity to squeeze harder, without a warning she felt her belly mashed into his sleek abdomen harder than before. She gasped, losing some air she just inhaled her head dropped down at Domino's wide shoulder as she hugged him with her free arm. Her chin over her shoulder she whispered at his ear "Ouch... That hurt!". Clutching into him made the squeeze more bearable in a way but there was something that is prodding her yet again. She blushed as she felt it rubbing into her tights and tried to avoid it by shaking her hips moving her tights eventually rubbing on it over and over again.

[CyanDimitrik]

That tightening of the squeeze seemed to do its job, seeing Elli slump forward against him. Just like that, her chest is pressed to his pectorals again, her arm draping his shoulder. He doesn't intensify the hold too much again just yet, maintaining the pressure on her.

Who says he can't enjoy the moment? It's kind of sweet. Cuddly, even. With her chin on his shoulder, her warm breath hitting his ear, he can't help but appreciate the fullness of the body contact with her. "It was supposed to..," he murmurs back to her with a hint of playful lilt in his voice. "I mean.. you wouldn't just let me lay on you for the pin..." His head dips down, teasingly brushing his lips against the side of her neck. "..would you?"

Her hips are squirming, only emphasizing that contact between them. His back arches to add just a little more pressure of her bare belly against his, as well as to let gravity bring her hips more tight to his. No escaping it now. Every breath she takes will cause her body to grind and press into his, every little squirm, a licentious stroke of her hips against him.

[DarkMagician]

She could feel the breeze of the environment leaving her cold on her back as the constant body contact made her quite warmer on one side than the other. Despite her efforts even after managing to free her arm, she found herself in a rather cuddly position. Domino's masculine arms wrapping around her waist secured her completely pushing their hips together tighter than ever leaving her slumped down over the masculine frame. She could feel the firm flexed shoulder muscles with her chin over them as Domino maintained the hold. Her other arm was hugging all the way around Domino's arm to his back, feeling the muscles with her finger tips trailing them as she tried to hold onto him.

He playfully whistled his intentions letting his warm breath trail down from her neck to her back. "...Lay on me..?" she said as if she was talking to herself repeating what she heard. Nuzzling his lips towards Elli's neck making her feel the warmth of his breath even more intensively. "No..!?" she quietly hushed back.

Domino arched his back adding up to the pressure between them. She moaned as the pressure increased and threw her head back. Her free arm slumped down before she placed her palm on his bicep pushing on it trying to escape from his clutch. She continued to squirm between those arms and his larger frame. Their faces so close, their breaths would get mixed between the narrow gap between their faces as their foreheads was nearly touching each other.

[CyanDimitrik]

Thankfully, it's clear to the audience that Domino isn't going particularly easy on the girl crushed in his arms. The look on her face, the obvious discomfort there...

...well, the discomfort might not be strictly pain-related. Still, the audience is loving the overt display of force exercised on the comparatively small, innocent girl. Ravenous bunch, they are.

Meanwhile, between those four corners, Domino is keenly watching her face. He has no intention of crushing her to the point of tapping out. She may not tap out to the squeeze, but he doesn't want her humiliated in this match. Still, releasing her is just so unappealing.

So instead, he opts to change up the tactic a little. Potentially to see if she would, in fact, let him lie over her for the allotted time. Of course, he isn't going to just gently lay her down. Instead, his arms redouble around her waist to crush her belly against his, hoping to wrench a bit more breath from her - while perhaps secretly indulging in the feel of her against him - before throwing himself forward in the least artistic and most direct idea of a belly-to-belly suplex imaginable.

The end result would see Elli impacting the mat on her back, with him falling directly over her. He doesn't change up his hold on her, letting the impact and pressure at her back and stomach do the convincing in her keeping her shoulders down on the mat. His chest presses tight to her breasts, his hips locked securely to hers, unavoidably revealing of his excitement. His head lifts to look down at her face as he waits for the referee to drop down and begin the count.