A Rematch Between Two Giants: Bill the Crusher Rev Citrine

[MapleR]

Rev was a strong man. One who could take a punch better than most men he's fought since joining LAW.

"KKHHH...!"

But he forgot that Bill was one of the few who could take punishment better than Rev himself could, and he was just as strong. That first punch knocked him clear on his back, eyes wide in shock. The pain hadn't fully registered, and he found himself staring in pure bewilderment as just how pissed off Bill was became very clear. Rev had just written him off and paid dearly for it.

He didn't quite regret it, he largely stood by his assessments, but right now-

The second punch to the gut is when pain truly registered. As well as the fact that Bill clearly believes in karma, since he had hit Rev in the same already bruised spot he had punched and jammed his knee into earlier. What should have been easy to shrug off instead practically left him paralyzed from the sharp and fiery pain as a result. He clenched his eyes shut, about to curl up when suddenly two massive hand pinned him to the mat by his shoulders.

He brought his own hands up to weakly push away, but those punches largely robbed his strength at the moment. He heard his name, spoken as if it were obscene curse...and that got Rev's attention again. He stared up at Bill, the man suddenly on top of him, the last 20 seconds being the first time he heard this much unfiltered emotion from the other man.

His eyes moved to Bill's mouth as he lifted his mask up. He hadn't forgotten how handsome the lower half of Bill's face was, and to be reminded of it, even in this context was...the words that came out, the literal trembling rage that Rev could feel, the declaration of pure sadistic desire that tumbled out clumsily but with passion...

It was only when Bill crashed his lips into Rev's own, that Rev truly realized what this odd feeling was in his chest that had been cultivating for a good chunk of the round.

It seemed Bill had been struggling with the exact same emotion, and came to the exact same conclusion.

His eyes widened as their lips met, but he felt less surprised than he maybe should have. But that didn't matter right now; Bill's body grinded against his own. It made the pain in his abdomen worse, and Rev tried to push it move away, only to find his pushes weak and and any attempt at moving away killed fast but the overwhelming pleasure it brought on. Those pecs rubbing against his own, and being forcefully frotted against, any time he moved toe curling pleasure was forced upon him. Overwhelming.

It was truly overwhelming. The kiss left him weak and shocked and unable to think, and the erotic onslaught down below, and onslaught that still pressed against his bruises and and honestly made the pleasure even more thrilling by adding that slight hint of pain into it (the hand yanking on his hair only adding to this erotic pain), Bill grinding his jock covered cock into Rev's own, their nipples rubbing together with each grind, all of it and everything.

Rev couldn't react, couldn't even find the time to truly process what was going on. All he could do was momentarily reciprocate the kiss, closing his eyes and a blush dusting his features as the two reached the same conclusion about where they stood in two very different ways.