Arlise vs Ishigami

[Lico]

Yuto kept on kissing Arlise's ass, getting more twitches and throbs while she did some twisting every now and then. He's truly getting lost in her rear and loving every moment of it. Then he felt her foot shifted and poked his bulge, drawing a muffled moan from him. That didn't look like an accident or anything as she pressed further to really feel how his length was pulsating against her. His moan grew louder, his lower half almost starting to rock back and forth to hump her foot, but then he felt a slightly firmer pressure that halted him before she stepped away.

"Pwaah...!" the boy gasped, looking rather groggy and lust drunk, his gaze looked disappointed that the worship session was over, again.

Although it might not be a completely bad thing. The last touch from Arlise's foot brought him to the edge, and any longer than that he might have an accident down there. He doubted anyone would mind, but it'd still be a little embarrassing.

Yuto took his time to catch his breath, before eventually using the ropes to help himself back to his feet. He wobbled away from the corner, his legs unsteady, his arousal had been stirred so much he could barely think about the match. He tried to lunge at Arlise with the intention to take her down, almost like a bull seeing red, quite literally, although his movement was rather sluggish due to his distracted state.

[Winter]

"I appreciate how hard you are working, Yuto."

Arlise teased, but she meant it, too. Some opponents would have become so incensed at their lack of success that they might have bitten her on the ass, but he did exactly as she said - worked hard to properly worship and please. She could... perhaps offer him one last service herself before she applied her own hard work to earn that verbal submission, and she pondered his flushed face as she considered precisely how she might bring him to that exact moment. For the moment, however, she left him to stagger against the ropes with her arms crossed and fingers tapping against her elbow.

He surprised her. She had half-expected him to take the rest of their encounter lying down with as smitten as he appeared to be. When he shifted and shot in her direction, her gray eyes lit up with surprise, and she struggled onto her heels in hopes that she could mount some sort of defense. But he almost lurched toward her like a lovestruck zombie, and Arlise had more than enough time to play goalkeeper.

She spun aside as he dove into her space, and rather than let him take her to the mat, the Belgian beauty's arm lashed out and caught him around the neck with a side headlock that his momentum carried him straight into. She let that same momentum pull them both to the floor, though with him still tucked into her arm and her lying on her hip rather than having him on top. She immediately started pushing on her feet to shift so her back lay on his stomach, and once she had done so, she took hold of both heads - one in her arm and the other through his pants once more. Perhaps... perhaps he should lose those, then he would learn.

"Must you still try to attack me? I could make this end so pleasantly for you."

[Lico]

Yuto wasn't really looking at Arlise as he's charging at her, but he could tell that he missed the target when her arm was wrapped around his neck. Although it didn't seem like he completely missed her as they both still went to the ground, it just that his opponent landed on her side instead. It wasn't a surprise that she reacted quicker than him, pushing the boy onto his back while she's laying on top of him. Before Yuto could try pushing her off, Arlise already seized his head, and his other one down there as well, halting his movement.

"Nnnghhh..." he moaned, his breathing still rather heavy as he haven't recovered much from the worship session. "W-well... won't it be boring if I just lay still..." he replied. "Besides... the goal doesn't have to change just because we take... a few detours..."

He found their little banters was adding an interesting touch to the match. Normally he didn't talk much during his fight as there wasn't many chance to do so. It's like they're just sparring rather than having an official match. The boy would try to push her off him, but with how she's holding parts of him, his effort was rather half hearted.

[Winter]

Fair point.

Arlise supposed she would never simply enjoy a match with an opponent taking her offense lying down, and despite her success so far, he did continue to present a threat. Her taunting might have indicated otherwise, but she truly did appreciate the spirit and the knowledge that she continued to overwhelm an opponent who attempted but failed to overcome her. A conceding hmm lifted from her chest. "Detours, yes... but I will soon have to bring you to the end," she added, with a flip of her hair, as she peered at the erection tenting his pants.

"And if you are good..." Her fingers shifted to the waistband of his pants as if she planned to slip her hand in once more, but her fingers manipulated the clasp keeping his pants attached to his thin hips. At the same time, she tightened the headlock, forcing his cheek into the side of her breast for emphasis. "...I could help you slip out of these for a little freedom if you are not shy. You can't be comfortable in there."

[Lico]

"Soon? I sure hope not..." Yuto was practically thinking out loud in responding to what Arlise said.

He definitely wished the match wouldn't end too soon, as she had been a fun opponent. Domineering, but not overwhelming, as if they're just playing around, which in a way, they were. He gulped as he felt her hand creeping towards the inside of his pants, but not quite yet. She had been such a tease throughout the match, which was kind of a contrast compared to most opponents he faced. The later part of her statement, however, brought a little snort from him.

"...not saying that I'm shameless, but I won't be doing this if I'm... uh, shy," he grunted as she tightened the headlock, squirming under her. "W-well that's nice of you to offer that... most people never bother to ask and just take it off... ngghh..."

The boy tried to push her again, although this time one of his hand would also try to loosen her headlock. His split effort was ineffective to say the least, and he never actually bothered to deal with the hand on his pants or wriggling his lower half away from her. His renewed struggle didn't last too long either.

"Actually... I think it'd probably be weird if I somewhat finish the match with this still on... it'd be the first..."

[Winter]

Arlise snickered. With her trouncing him, did he truly not want this to end?

She supposed she should ask, but that could wait. Hentai match or no, she had enough respect for him given his good attitude to ask first before she started relieving him of his clothing. Once he assured her he would never have signed up for this particular match without being comfortable with it - she wished everyone in LAW said the same - she centered her attention on doing precisely as she described... though truly, she could do so much more easily in a different position. Her cogs began turning, and she stopped long enough to recline against him.

"I am nothing if not nice," she quipped, tapping him on the crotch with her palm before she shifted all at once.

She released his head, but she twisted so she rolled him onto his back and lined them up in the sixty-nine position, her breasts against his waist and her crotch resting just below his chin. He had seemed to enjoy worshipping her ass oh so dearly, so she gave him a second opportunity for a closer look. She scooped up his head partially with her calf, but she reached back to tug at his hair and force his mouth into her hungry glutes. Her legs formed into a figure-four to fully trap him in the headscissor, one foot dangling above his head. She sighed as he filled up the sensitive space between her thighs.

"Now, you won't be going anywhere," she informed him, matter-of-factly, as she peered over her shoulder and past her ass to see his wedged face. She squeezed, but only enough to give him a scare - and no hope of escape.

"And I can handle... this..." With full access to his waist and crotch, she rested on her elbows and attentively unlatched the belt from his pants, then unzipped them. With naught but a quick push, she shoved them down his hips and legs until he popped free, earning fresh cries from the crowd.

[Lico]

Opponents who were nice in this business were rare, so it's always comforting to encounter one. The tapping on his crotch made him wriggled a little, making him let out a delighted sigh. He barely resist her as she shifted position, as if he entered his own little world again the moment he saw her rear positioned so close to his face. There was a twitch from his bulge, and as Arlise then got him even closer to her delightful rear to the point he could bury his face between her lower cheeks, he froze momentarily.

He felt his manhood being freed from his pants, the already rock hard member flailed a little, throbbing needily, while he kept staring at his opponent's ass. The boy seemed to be in split minds. It wasn't a worship session, so he somehow felt like he needed some sort of permission from Arlise despite it being a match of erotic nature. Perhaps because she was so courteous in asking about taking off his pants he felt it'd be wrong for him to just jump on her. That, and the sight of her bountiful derriere so close to his face seemed to have mesmerized him a little too much.