Three is a crowd

[Teenwrestler]

It was true that Daisuke was getting a little jealous just by seeing how handsy Misaki was getting with Trent, sure the two were grappling and wrestling for superiority but it seemed Misaki was enjoying feeling herself grind against the sweat coated frame of the Masterpiece. Trent did his best to try and topple the Ace off of him but the determined Berserk Champ would stay on top and wrestle her man to the ground. After leaning forward to grab his wrists, Misaki pinned her opponent's arms above his head and lowered herself onto Trent, smothering him with her breasts to make sure there was no room to breathe.

"MMMMFFFF!" Trent would moan and mumble, squirming under Misaki like a fish out of water. Meanwhile, Daisuke was red faced as he got down on his knees next to the wrestling pair. "Tch, you know he's probably enjoying that Misaki-san? Come on Trent, just give up" Daisuke suggested.

Meanwhile, Trent continued to buck up and thrash about trying to find a way out of his predicament.

[Arjuna]

Misaki continued subjecting Trent into the breasts smother while Daisuke complained outside the mat. "Let the man have his fun, Daisuke," Misaki tutted out as she would continue smothering the hell out of Trent. But she knew that she couldn't maintain the hold for long due to hi thrashing and struggling, and after a while, the Ace of Berserk decided to relinquish the hold, releasing Trent from the smother.

"Alright, then..." Misaki got on her knees next to Trent, preparing herself for whatever would come next. "You're not going to give up anytime soon, Trent?" Misaki asked cheekily as she looked at him, waiting for him to make his next move. "Daisuke is eager to have his share of fun, after all..." she added.

[Teenwrestler]

Getting increasingly jealous of Trent at the moment, Daisuke had to simply wait his turn in order to get his hands on Misaki. Still, the wrestling prince was a bit fearful that Trent may cause an upset victory which would end his hopes for a date with the Ace of Berserk once and for all. For now though, it seemed the already tired leader of the Dominion wasn't doing too well against the mighty Ace. "Hmph, he might be having a bit too much fun Misaki-san" he added, getting down on his knees outside the mat.

While the two talked, Trent was still struggling to breathe under the breasts of Misaki and after bucking his hips up and bridging up into her. His efforts did seem to bear fruit and the Ace of Berserk decided to relinquish the hold, releasing Trent from the smother. "Hah....hah...." Trent breathing heavily, his face red and sweaty before rolling onto his belly.

"He....he's gonna have to wait a long time because I'm winning this" Trent suddenly said, pushing up onto his hands and knees before suddenly rushing at Misaki, trying to tackle her to the mats. If he managed to do so, he would mount her chest in a schoolgirl pin before scooting forward attempting to press his brief clad crotch against her mouth and nose for a facesit smother.

[Arjuna]

Misaki waited for Trent to get up, expecting something from him. But when he suddenly rushed towards her, Misaki was caught off-guard, and she ended up being tackled by him. "Unhhh!!!" Her back hit the mat, and now that Trent was on top of her, she struggled to push him off of her, but Trent decided to pin her down with a schoolgirl pin before scooting forward, pressing his crotch against her face!

"MMMPHHH!!"

Finding herself unable to breathe, Misaki began struggling, and she would try to push Trent off of her. She knew that she needed to get him off, or else she might end up having to submit to him.

[Teenwrestler]

Watching Trent mount Misaki and subject her to such a humiliating submission move really angered Daisuke. How dare Trent would subject her to such a move, pressing his blue briefs against her mouth and nose to smother her. In truth, he wouldn't mind using the same against Misaki but he certainly did mind another man doing it to her. For now, he had no choice but to wait and watch and hoped Misaki could beat this overrated leader of Dominion.

Meanwhile, Trent was finally enjoying some time on top. He would place his hands on his hips and sway them around, really teasing her with the facesit smother while he panted heavily and his body glistened in sweat. He would re-adjust his briefs before sliding backwards to lay completely on top of her, grapevining her legs with his own and then grabbing her wrists to pin them over her head to get control.

"Hah...I know you enjoyed that but I know you'll enjoy this even more" Trent smirked before leaning down to kiss her. Releasing one of her wrists, Trent would bring his hand to her nose to pinch it shut while pressing his lips against hers to not let her breathe at all in a unique smother. "Mmmmmfmm do you mmmmfm give?" he mumbled.

Meanwhile, Daisuke was red faced in anger and had to stop himself from jumping in.

[Arjuna]

Misaki was having a hard time breathing with Trent sitting on her face in the facesit. Soon enough, he decided to change things up as he moved backwards, getting his legs around hers in a grapevine before he went to pin her wrists down on the mat. Then, releasing one of her wrists, Trent proceeded to plant his lips against hers and pinched her nose with his freed hand. Misaki's eyes widened when he did that.

Instinctively, Misaki did what was natural for a woman like her. With one of her hands freed from Trent's grip, she balled her fist as she would then throw a massive punch right at the side of his face, looking to break the kiss. Needless to say, from the look on Misaki's face, it was clear that she was unhappy with what he just did to her.

[Teenwrestler]

Sitting comfortably on top, Trent would decide to switch it up and go from a facesit smother to something more intimate. He lay completely on top of Misaki before using one hand to pinch her nose shut and pressing his lips against hers so as to not allow her any room to breathe. Misaki started to struggle wildly under him, he pressed down and noticed Misaki's eyes go wide in shock. Outside, Daisuke was surprised too and feeling a bit angry and jealous at the same time.

Thankfully for Daisuke, Misaki did not appreciate Trent's advances even it was used as a submission move. She would bring her hand up and punch his face. "Gugh! Owww" Trent cried out, rolling off Misaki before pushing up on his knees while rubbing his cheek. Trent was clearly pissed as well, he did not expect such a wild punch.

"What the hell was that about? Grrr" he growled, crawling towards her to give her a firm shove in anger. Shades of their last wrestling match in the ring came in his mind when both Misaki and Trent had tempers flare.

[Arjuna]

Punching Trent in his face, Misaki gave him a cold glare, seething by his audacity to get angry after pulling that stunt earlier. She decided that she already had enough of this, and she would move towards him again after being pushed back, catching his head before attempting to shove his face right into her cleavage.

At the same time, she would also try to wrap her legs around his body, squeezing him in a body scissor. She would keep his face trapped between her tits while subjecting him to the hold. "You should cool down your head for a bit..." Misaki told the man, trying to not sound too angry while keeping him trapped in the hold.

[Teenwrestler]

Tempers once against flared between the Ace and Trent just as they did in their pro wrestling match in the ring a few months ago. Trent did not appreciate the straight punch to the face and after being forced to release Misaki from his unique smother he would crawl towards her and give her a firm shove to push back. Trent and Misaki both seemed displeased with each other and now it was time to throw down once more. After pushing the Ace back, Trent tried to pounce on her to grapple with her but the Ace was too fast and would quickly retaliate against the Masterpiece by wrapping her arms around his head and pulling his face into her sweaty cleavage.

"MMMMFMFMF!" Trent mumbled before feeling his rivals strong legs wrap around his waist for a body scissors too. Misaki was now on his lap, squeezing his waist while pressing his mouth and nose against her breasts. The Masterpiece would wriggle wildly, his hands grabbed her shoulders to try and push back before reaching up to grab her hair, he yanked at it wildly. "MMMMFMMF" he mumbled, unable to break free.

In the end, he had no choice and would tap her back wildly to signal his submission.

[Arjuna]

Even as Trent grabbed onto her hair and yanked at it, Misaki would maintain the hold, not letting go until the man finally submitted to her, tapping on her back. Groaning, Misaki would then release him from the hold, getting herself off of him, sitting on the mat. Breathing heavily, she looked at the man before her, having a little conflicting thoughts before she sighed.

On one hand, it felt like she was overreacting when he kissed her earlier. But on the other hand, she certainly didn't appreciate the kiss from him. For the time being, she would rather put this matter aside as she looked at Daisuke.

"You're next. And hope you won't come up with a funny idea like him did." Misaki said, pointing her thumb at Trent as she told Daisuke to get ready. This should be able to tell Trent that she didn't appreciate the kiss at all.