Eileen S. Vs Tristan A. - Red All Over

[Devilish53]

"It's a definite no.." Eileen quickly reiterated, just to make sure Tristan knew exactly how the redhead would be going in this match. Not that she meant it at all, of course. Landing atop of Tristan, Eileen's front lead the charge at first before she quickly adjusted herself. Sitting up, her hefty rear would purposefully be placed right on Tristan's core; a position that would soon turn a shade lower, as Eileen's straddling legs soon began to push her back.

All the while her arms crossed, with a finger raised to her chin.

"Now..what to do with you..."

[overlordofkings]

It all happened so fast. It was cliche, but it was the truth. One minute, Tristan and Eileen were locked up and the next, Tristan was on his back, starring at the red head succubus now sitting on his abdomen. Tristan grunted as he felt her ample and mouthwatering butt grind against him. He glanced to the legs that kept him in place. They were as beautiful as the rest of her. Not that was much of a surprise...

"Urgh, maybe letting me go? That sounds like a good ideAAH!" Tristan yelped, when Eileen interrupted his suggestion with a strategic redeployment of her backside."J...Jeez! You're pure evil, you know that?" Tristan said, his face flush.

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"Well..that's a bit far..." Tristan's comment was likely made in jest, but it wasn't exactly far from the truth. Eileen didn't truly care if Tristan enjoyed this or not. She was in one of her demasculating moods, and whether her victim was purring or not mattered not to her. This was going to be a Eileen win, as they all were, but not before Tristan had a shade of red on his cheeks that matched the redheads hair.

Still sitting all the while, Eileen tried somewhat for a wiggle, bringing one leg over Tristan and then the other. If all went off without a hitch and her male foe didn't object, she'd be in effectively the same spot, though now facing Tristan's legs as opposed to his top half. Her thick thighs still straddling his core, as Tristan would now be presented with quite the view of Eileen's rear. Even more so as the redhead leaned forward, knowing full well what she was doing, as her hands went for his leg. Pulling one straight up, a casual folding pin would now come into place, as she hugged that straightened out leg against her bosom, whilst turning her head as the referee swung into action.

[overlordofkings]

"Is it really though?" Tristan shot back, biting his lip once more. He still couldn't believe that he managed to keep his, well, baser instincts under control. Though Eileen was trying her damnedest lose himself to lust. In any case, he better find a way to turn the tables. Fast.

Eileen on the other hand, was in no rush at all. In fact, she took her time repositioning herself, making sure the blonde got a view of her divine body. Tristan felt himself start to sweat a bit at the sight, but tried to cool himself down. She actually showed her back to him. Tristan gave a small gasp, this might be his best chance, but he still needed to bide his time. In the meantime, Eileen took his toned leg in her hands and pulled it up, straddling it between her breasts like she straddled his core between his thighs as she turned her head. It felt more like a pose than a pin!

"Grk! Got a bit of a leg fetish or sometime?" Tristan teased as the referee went prone and began to count.

THUMP!

"One!"

She had been toying with him the entire match, but her arrogance was going to do her in. It was time for payback!

And so, right before the referee's hand hit the canvas for the second time, Tristan will attempt to kick out, lifting his arms to try and grab Eileen's shoulders and pull her back against him. If he succeeded, he would then try to wrap his right arm around her neck and anchor it with his left to put her in a sleeperhold!

[Devilish53]

Only a part of Eileen suspected Tristan would fall so heavily for her charms so quickly, but how she would have enjoyed it if he had. To her surprise however, rather than simply buck free, her male foe opted for quite the response indeed, as he shot up amidst his movements with the intention of hugging around Eileen's neck! Seemingly seeking to pin the redheads back against his front, and lay her flat!

"Ghh...you dare..?!" She mutters as that arm struggles to get around her neck, her own mitts naturally letting go of Tristan's leg as they come up to fight that grip!

The two fighters soon enough rolling about on the canvas, as Eileen's back is surely pressed to Tristan's front. She doesn't however, let that arm lock all the way, as she fights tooth and nail, escalating things on her own end rather drastically indeed!

[overlordofkings]

Tristan chuckled at Eileen's indignant reply. It was nice to being on the giving end of things for a change. Unfortunately, Tristan didn't have a lot of time to bask in the role reversal as Eileen was fighting hard to not let him slip that arm around her neck. Limbs flailed about as the two struggled on the canvas, rolling about.

"Ngh! C...come on lady. Just take a little nap and when you wake up, we can have some real fun in bed," The blonde flirted as he still tried to wrap that arm around her neck. While he was doing this, he'd also try to position his body so he could try to wrap his legs around that glorious waist!

[Devilish53]

Eileen was making progress on getting those arms fully from her, but whatever progress she made upstairs was being downplayed by Tristan's legs locking around her core. If he was able to lock in a scissors, then it didn't matter if Eileen was free of the sleeper, given she'd just feel the air pour out of her that way instead!

Grunting and groaning, her face adopting a look of rage, Eileen looked to play smart over simply thrashing about. With her own legs free, she'd seek to roll the two in a controlled manner, as to have her own frame atop of her male foes. With Tristan's back pressing to the canvas, Eileen would spread her own legs and push them down on the mat, to press force on her upper body. Force that would come down onto Tristan's shoulders, pinning them flat with his limbs too preoccupied to stop her!

Unless of course, he released!

"ONE...!"

[overlordofkings]

Tristan grunted as he continued to battle Eileen for control of her pretty neck. So far, it wasn’t going in his favor. Luckily, it looked like he was able to sneak a bodyscissor. Made all the better when Tristan caught a glimpse of her enraged expression. Alas, before the blonde could lock in the hold and complete his triumph, Eileen proved her cunning once more. Using her free legs, she began to roll until Tristan’s back was pressed on the mat. The red head then pushed her legs to gain leverage as the referee got in position and counted to one.

”Damn!” Tristan whispered. Yeah, she was really fucking good. The battle on the ground had been a complete wash for the blonde man. ”Guess a reset is in order,” Tristan thought.

And with that, he’d relinquish the hold and attempt to push Eileen off him. If he succeeded, he’d then scramble to his feet. When he got on his feet, he wouldn’t resist taunting Eileen by saying. ”You know, you’re pretty hot when you’re angry.”

[Devilish53]

Eileen was all for a reset, but there was some vengeance to be had against the male foe she was rolling off of. Did he not realise in the rules of Eileen, touching was simply not allowed?

He'd learn the hard way, as Eileen looked not for a direct roll off of Tristan, but rather a sudden crawl forward after pulling her frame to a sit-up. That way, her male foe would be given a view of the redhead from behind, with those curves appearing all the more insane as Eileen held her posture on all fours.

Before extending her right leg back, to near enough buck at Tristan's stomach, as if she were a furious steed!

[overlordofkings]

So far, everything was gangbusters in Tristan's plan to reset to default positions. Except there was one flaw, that being Eileen. As the blonde soon found out, the red head wasn't content with simply rolling off.

For, before Eileen got off Tristan, she sat up, making sure the man got a view of her curvaceous booty. And that was the perfect extraction for Eileen, as it allowed her to kick her right leg back, jamming her boot in the hapless man's stomach!

"HURGH!" Tristan heaved as he rolled back. Taking a kneeling position he gasped. "That... probably going to leave a mark..." he muttered as his eyes curiously wondering down to his stomach as he saw the result. "And it did... what a surprise..."

Grunting, Tristan would attempt to stand up and get in a stance as he'd then say to Eileen, "Man, you always play this rough?"