Settling Their Partners Tab - Jamie Harper vs Sabine von Hammer

[ADarlingDucky]

Angel was spent. Not only had Morrigan edged him all the way up until the point where his entire body ached, but that meant that when she had finally let him go, pushing him over the edge into a climax, it shook him to his core, rocking his body several times over. His muscles were nearly reaching the point of being sore by the end of it, and when the last spasms had finally subsided, he lay limp on the announcing desk, eyes gazing up at the lights, as if he were trying to remember where he was. It wasn't likely that anyone would fault him for it, though Morrigan's words did finally bring him back to his senses ever so slightly, his eyes shifting for a moment before slipping down to look at her. A light smile covered his face once more, and he would nod his head up at her in response to her, still not quite at the point where he had caught enough breath to speak.

She might not let him get the chance, however, as when Angel finally started to get some air back, Morrigan was sliding up his body, now shifting herself directly over his face, posturing up and reaching down to her shorts, pulling them to the side. With her pussy exposed, it was clear what was coming next, and Angel openly welcomed it, reaching out and grasping hold of Morrigan's thighs, getting a firm grip on them. He'd wait for her to lower herself, but he'd meet her directly, placing his mouth on her pussy and slipping his tongue inside, beginning to eagerly go to work!

Inside of the ring, Jamie's struggles with Sabine had taken a different turn, as it was clear that despite the excruciating pain she likely felt in her back, she was going to arrive at the ropes sooner or later, and force a break of the hold either way! And so Jamie opted to change things, as he shifted positions atop Sabine to something that closer resembled an STF, but one that saw his hands slipping under her body to massage her chest!

With this hold, he'd be able to gently wear Sabine down, little by little, all while slowing her crawl towards the ropes thanks to the pleasurable massage that he was giving her, making sure she-

"Woah!" Jamie suddenly leaned back hard, as Sabine threw her head towards him, the effeminate male managing to turn in time so that she hit mostly on his cheek instead of his nose, taking some force away as he shifted. Still, nothing would erase the hard contact that sent him rolling off of Sabine, getting some distance before he would rise back up to his feet, bringing a hand up to his cheek and rubbing it slightly, as he fixed Sabine with a look that fused irritation and respect.

"You weren't kidding. Well, good to know that I'll really need to make sure you're not trying to break my nose before we continue." Jamie quipped, as he prepared himself to clash with Sabine again, now far more aware of the more brutal methods she was willing to employ!

[BlackAkuma]

While a part of Sabine - small, though it was, felt sorry for elbowing Jamie as she had done, she wouldn’t apologize for it, even if he had dared to ask. This was combat, after all. No quarter had been asked, and none was going to be given. She would expect nothing less from him, if the positions were reversed - and she was willing to wager that they would be, before the bell rang again.

It wasn’t a solid hit, anyway, merely a glancing blow that served to create some separation between them, which was ultimately all that Sabine craved. The moment she was free, Sabine rolled away and popped up to one knee, poised like a jungle cat prepared to attack, but there would, thankfully, be no need. Jamie might’ve been a glib sort of man, but he had decent instinct, enough that he knew to mind his space for the time being.

After taking a moment to roll her neck and stretch her limbs, she regarded him with a wry smile. She could still feel his hands on her breasts, the phantom pleasure that would no doubt be with her for a while to come. But…

”Sorry to disappoint you, but you’ll find I’m not my partner. I much prefer…” She huffed as she adjusted her gloves and sought the right word. ”...aggression.”

And aggression was what Jamie was about to get. Sabine dashed towards him with arms up, raised in a tight boxing stance, and her fists came out appropriately. A jab delivered down the center line, crisp and clean, powered by a punishing right cross, both of them aimed at the center of his face - not love taps, sharp and dangerous.

It was certainly a far cry from Morrigan’s experience at the moment, though she was quite enjoying the show. Abject violence always helped to get her going, not that she was lacking for stimulation at the moment. Sure enough, Angel was able to take the hint she was giving off, and it wasn’t long before she lowered enough to feel an adventurous tongue working its way into her pussy.

The Morrigan groaned - deep, low, guttural - as Angel went to work and got her juices going. Eager for more, she reached down to grip his hand, more out of a need to hold something than any desire to keep him under control. Her hips rocked forward, pushing against his face and make sure he had every opportunity to come at her from the best angle.

”Oh, fuck, yeah.” She reached up with her spare hand and massaged her own breast, adding to the mounting pleasure. ”Yes.”

[ADarlingDucky]

Jamie had scarcely escaped one hell of a sudden strike dead center to his face, managing to lighten the impact and take it on the cheek instead, but it had been more than enough to cause him to abandon his current course of action, rolling off of Sabine. With the dominatrix freed, both wrestlers would be forced to reset their positions, Jamie picking himself up and dusting his shoulders off, feeling a slight twinge in his midsection from the squeeze that she had placed on him, but fairly confident given her back must be feeling even worse. Not that Sabine let it show, as she would similarly brush herself off, adjusting her gloves, before fixing her gaze on Jamie again. And with a sudden movement, she was back on him.

"Hm?" Jamie raised an eyebrow as Sabine raised her hands up into something that most definitely did not resemble a wrestling stance, before she charged forwards towards him, throwing a jab towards him, with her right hand swinging around in an arc to compliment the swing. Jamie's eyes widened, and he leaned back as far as he could, dodging just out of the way of the punch, before he'd be forced to duck in order to avoid the cross that followed. Sabine was swinging for the fences, and just the sound of the wind on her hand alone was enough to alert him to the fact that he did not want to receive any of those.

But, when it came to striking, there was a common principle. That being that without any room to maneuver, all ability to carry any power was gone. With that in mind, Jamie would step back in and reach for Sabine's arms, trying to capture them underneath his own, attempting to pin them to his sides and draw them as close together as possible.

However close that might be, it likely wasn't as close as Morrigan and Angel had gotten on the announcer desk. Morrigan pressed herself firmly against Angel, and the blonde wrapped his arms around her legs, reaching behind her and getting two firm handfuls of her rear, which he used to push her tighter against himself. Her pussy smothered his face, but he willingly buried himself as deep as he could, pressing his mouth to her and slipping his tongue inside, letting Morrigan's taste wash over him as he nuzzled up against her.

"Mmmmhhh..." Angel devoured Morrigan as if he had been starved for the last few days, hungrily lapping at her pussy, only removing his tongue to slip it up and gently run it across her clit, before diving back in. His hands squeezed her ass and pulled her in even closer, letting her weight fully settle on him, willing to bear it all just to keep her close!

[BlackAkuma]

Of all the faces that Morrigan had ever sat on, she could say that Angel was one of the best. Maybe the best, though she wasn’t in a position to make a top-ten list at the moment.

So many - too many - of her seats just lay there and let themselves be done upon. While there was some fun to be had with that, Morrigan much preferred the thrones that gave as good as they got, and remembered that this was a two-way street. Angel didn’t simply lie there and let her rub off on his face; no, he participated. Engaged. His tongue went wild, and he pushed up, daring and reckless. She had to admire the boldness of it, to say nothing of the sinful sensations coursing through her body.

”Fuck, you are good at this, boyo.” She lifted up enough for Angel to get a few breaths off air, letting him stay conscious. She wanted him awake and aware of all of this. Her hand came to her hair and grasped at it - not too strong, but possible, like a master rubbing her favorite pet, which wasn’t too far from the truth. ”You keep at it, just like that. Almost there.”

As Morrigan and Angel continued their time together, she cast a lazy eye towards the ring just in time to see Sabine charging straight towards Jamie with his guard up, ready to throw all sorts of hands. The German wasn’t a boxer, but she had picked up enough over the years to develop a decent striking game, and that was what she employed as she closed the distance.

Neither punch struck, but that was all well and good, as Sabine’s main aim was to apply pressure and put Jamie on the backfoot. He seemed to realize that, too, as moved in to grab her arms and pin them at the sides. ”Ah. Clever.”

And cleverness deserved a reward.

Sabine moved and brought her lips to Jamie’s, taking him with a wild, passionate kiss. It was every bit as wild and forceful as she was, an intense eroticism that mirrored her own aggression, forcing the pleasure into her with a carnal hunger. She closed her eyes and growl, a noise that echoed down his throat.

A hot, steamy moment. When that moment passed, however, Sabine wrapped her arms around Jamie’s waist, lifted him up, and attempted to send him flying overhead with a Catch-and-Release version of the belly-to-belly suplex.

[ADarlingDucky]

Angel's hands gripped tighter and tighter on Morrigan's cheeks, each second pushing her closer to him as if she would leave if he didn't, the effeminate blonde buried between her thighs as she grinded on his face, their motion matching one another. Angel's tongue was buried deep inside of her, taking in all of Morrigan before eventually coming out to play across her groin, teasing her clit and gently lapping over her hips, right before he would dive back inside, as he received gently praise from the woman above him. He nuzzled against her when her hand grasped hold of his head, a gentle grip that kept him nice and close, not that he was going to be leaving, as Morrigan let out a low moan, letting him know that she was close.

"Mmmmhhh..." Angel moaned into Morrigan, as he buried his tongue deep once more, letting her grind atop him to her leisure, as he gripped her cheeks and squeezed them like stress balls, holding her close. She was at the edge, if she were telling him the truth, and Angel was going to do everything in his power to push her over and let her undergo a similarly intense climax to the one that he had been through!

Inside of the ring, Jamie was dealing with a much less erotic situation, ducking out of the way as Sabine winged a few punches at his face, the raven haired male managing to swing his head out of the way just before her fist would have crashed into him. Ordinarily, many might have retreated back further, giving up ground and letting Sabine press forwards again, but Jamie would attempt something different, catching her arms underneath his and pulling her close, halting her ability to strike him. But, as it turned out, not her ability to kiss him!

"Mmmh?!" Jamie let out a slightly surprised grunt as Sabine leaned forwards, pressing her lips tight to his, with Jamie taking a moment before reciprocating. Of course, once he did he would eagerly return it, the pair liplocking one another as they stood close. And then, as several in the audience might have expected, Sabine would break away with a plan to take control back, wrapping her arms tight around Jamie's waist before swinging him through the air with a belly-to-belly suplex, letting go of him in midair to fling him clean across the ring!

"UUGH!" Jamie yelped as he slammed down on the canvas, bouncing slightly before coming to a rest, letting out a low groan as he brought a hand to his back, slowly rolling over in an attempt to pick himself back up following the suplex!

[BlackAkuma]

Sabine would concede - Jamie was a good kisser. Not the best, but more than acceptable.

It took him a moment to give as good as he got, but that was to be expected - she was putting him on the spot, somewhat. When he did return the favor, his touch was subtle and supple. A little tongue, here and there, but hinting at so much more. Sadly, it was not meant to last, but such was the way of good things. She had full intentions of making it up to him in short order.

On that front…

As soon as he went flying, Sabine rolled on her back, shot her legs up, and rose to her feet with a quick kip up, easy as you please. With a hand in her pocket and a hum on her lips, she skipped over to him as she writhed on the floor, nursing his back and trying to rise once more.

”Problems with your spine?” She brought her boot up and slowly - but forcefully - pushed him back to the floor. ”Allow me to assist.”

Sabine’s ‘assistance came in the form of her dropping down on his back, grabbing her ankle, and proceeding to pull him back into a single-leg version of the Boston Crab. A move that would put more pressure on his back, but more importantly, place his member in grasping range. A member she would happily begin stroking, if she had the chance.

It would make for a rough site, and Morrigan had to be honest and say it was helping her reach a climax. Not that she wouldn’t have gotten there, anyway, but the sight of Jamie in distress while his partner tongue-fucked her made for a heady concoction, one she could easily ride towards a wild end.

And so she did. The Morrigan was subtle about nothing. When she came, it was loud and raucous, a warbling war cry as she let her juices flow all over Angel’s face. Her back arched, almost to the point of pain, and she thrusted against his face with a final, powerful burst, before her body came to a shuddering rest.

The Morrigan sighed and flopped back, laying across him his body like a blanket while she stared into the ceiling. She made sure to inch back, ensuring he would have enough room to properly breath, even with his essence all over his face.

”That…yeah.” She had a long, breathless laugh. ”Think I’ve had enough sex for the day. That’s new.”

[ADarlingDucky]

Throughout the match, Jamie had been more than aware of the fact that Sabine seemed the less sexually aggressive of the pair between herself and Morrigan, but that level was still quite high, and every second that he spent under her control was one she was going to use to try and subjugate him. It was certainly a bit of a titillating idea, having Sabine take control over him and use him however she pleased, but something inside Jamie longed for that same control, and so neither wrestler was going to budge. Sabine certainly didn't seem to mind the struggle, rushing forwards and attempting to literally beat Jamie down until she could control him. And while he had managed to evade the crip punches that were winged his way, he didn't manage to stop Sabine from kissing him once he had grabbed her, a sweet embrace of their lips that Jamie would fall into.

And then, he'd be suddenly ripped away from that kiss as Sabine hurled him overhead, whipping him through the air and sending him crashing down hard onto the canvas, bouncing slightly as he impacted, the breath being pushed out of his body. The suplex left him breathless, but what left him truly frozen was when Sabine suddenly grabbed hold of his leg, tucking it beneath her arm as she turned him over and sat down on his back, placing him in a single leg crab!

"Nnngh... This seems familiar, in a painfully ironic way..." Jamie groaned as his back was bent, but Sabine's real interest in the hold came when her hand slipped between his thighs, grabbing hold of his manhood. A sudden jolt ran through Jamie's body, his muscles tensing, and his erection would twitch against Sabine's hand, a clear sign that his body was more than happy with the attention it was getting!

On the outside of the ring, Morrigan's thunderous climax saw her pressed hard against Angel's face, letting out a long, loud moan as the final bits of pleasure coursed through her body. Angel ate the whole time, tongue continuing to work as best as it could as Morrigan came on his face, the blonde beginning to run out of air right as she finally toppled backwards, laying down across his body. For a moment, neither one of them spoke, Morrigan simply slipping back to make sure he could breathe, while Angel gently held the closest body part to him, one of Morrigan's thick thighs.

"I... yeah... I'm tired..." Angel's words finally came together in that simple statement, breathed heavily as he snuggled against Morrigan, laying underneath her while she recovered, far too tired to move her off of him!

[BlackAkuma]

”Yeah.” Morrigan let out a deep, rumbling sigh. ”Pretty tuckered out myself.”

And for once, she wasn’t kidding when she said that. While it wasn’t like the two of them had been fucking all night, they’d packed an insane amount of energy into a little span of time, rapidly wearing even a big girl like her out. To say nothing of the state it left Angel in. He looked utterly wiped, and having a 200 plus pound Irishwoman laying on his chest probably didn’t help matters.

She slid and came to a rest on the edge of the desk, where she finally began to enjoy having the best seat in the house. At the same time, she reached over and ran her hands over Angel’s stomach, coaxing him back to awareness with soft, subtle touches. She didn't want him to miss this.

Back in the ring, Sabie had things well in hand - figuratively and literally. Jamie was about as thoroughly dominated as a man could ever be, nearly bent in half while Sabine maintained a steady grip on his most prized position. It was impressive, she would grant him that, but she would have qualms using such a magnificent tool against its owner.

”This is how we will proceed, herr Jamie.” She gave him slow, steady strokes as she looked over his shoulder to gauge reactions. ”If you are a good little boy, as you should, you will be rewarded, like so. But if you resist…”

Sabine gave his leg a hard yank for emphasis, giving him a taste of how excruciating the hold could be, before she eased up. ”Tell me you understand. And do be sure to address me properly.”

[ADarlingDucky]

Angel lay flat on the announcer's table, which had long since been abandoned by the actual announcers, as Morrigan pinned him down, gently catching her breath before she would finally raise herself up off of him, sitting back down on the edge of announcer's table. Angel, now relieved of the gorgeous and yet large and muscular woman who had been laying down on his chest, had a much easier time breathing now, a gentle hand rubbing his stomach as he lay there for a moment, catching his breath slightly slower than Morrigan. Still, her touch would rouse him back to reality a bit quicker than he would have come around otherwise, and he would sit up, breathing a contented sigh as he shifted to hang his legs off the edge of the table.

"So... I guess you REALLY missed me, huh?" Angel giggled, happily shifting himself right up against Morrigan, taking the hand she had used to rouse him and slipping his fingers between hers, holding it with his own. He leaned up against her, the two looking like quite the odd couple as he happily let his head rest on her shoulder, finally taking a moment to actually focus on the action in the ring.

As it so happened, his partner was not doing so hot. Huh.

"Nnngh... just what I was looking for... to be told how to proceed..." Jamie's voice contained some mild sarcasm, though it was heavily muted through the pleasured groans that Sabine worked out of him, her hand stroking up and down the length of his member. Then, to follow the carrot, she'd show him the stick, as she wrenched back hard on his leg, eliciting a hiss of pain from the raven haired male! Sabine was nothing if not clear with her instructions, and Jamie would give a low groan from underneath her in response.

"Yes ma'am... you are clear as crystal..." Despite his words, Jamie had no intentions of lying underneath her to give up the match, and so he would slowly begin to crawl, hoping he could make some progress towards the edge of the ring before she caught onto what he was doing!

[BlackAkuma]

It seemed Jaime was not having the best of times. A shame, really - Sabine did pride herself on leaving those she dominated with a positive experience, but she supposed some causes were simply meant to be lost.

Despite appearances, she held no ill will towards the man. She was just not the type to hold back in such contexts, even with those she greatly admired. He was smart, witty, and while she did prefer her men on the larger side, his leaner aesthetic was not unattractive - in another, more intimate setting, she suspected they would get along swimmingly.

Here, however, she was set to win. A goal she would not be dissuaded from. Still, she sought to make his suffering as pleasant as possible, as she gave his member no small amount of pleasure. Supple strokes from her gloved hand, soft and inviting, meant to put his mind at ease, soothe the nerves…

It was a pity, then, that he did not seem to be having the best of times, but she strove to change that, within reason. She eased up on the hold and increased the pace, tipping scales from pain to pleasure - however, that allure did not seem enough to keep him in place. He was already struggling to reach the ropes, and would likely succeed in a few moments.

With a sigh, Sabine released the hold, but that would not mean his suffering was at an end. She flipped him over, grabbed him by the ankles, and proceeded to drag him back towards the center of the ring. ”Rambunctious, aren’t we? You’re determined to be a handful.” She smiled down at him, her teeth flashing beneath the shade of her cap. ”Whatever are we to do about that?”