Ryan Knight vs Peach Cake - Belief

[Deus001]

It wasn't said outright but there was a very clear change in Ryan's demeanour now, the lad practically seemed radiant even. It wasn't the way the arena lights graced his muscled, sweat laden form. No it seemed that he was looking more like the way he'd been long before, where Ryan was known for his heroic nature that let him stay in the thick of it even when the match had ran him ragged. Even his gaze seemed softer, his black eyepatch notwithstanding. That didn't deter him from fighting however, if anything that would be doing Peach a disservice in Ryan's mind it seemed if his approach to this match was any indication.

His change had also brought about a shift to his tactics it seemed, instead of a feral assault Ryan now was doing an ever forthright charge. Peach however was as slippery as she had always been, making sure to nimbly evade as she'd managed to do so before. Inwardly Ryan was impressed she could keep that up despite the length of the match, however he'd have to deal with more pressing issues. Namely the fact that the princess lept up on him and tightly wrapped her lovely and thicc thighs around Ryan's muscled neck!

Ryan grunted heavily as he felt the strain around him, it was tightly constricting and the lacking of air was realllly making Ryan feel like Peach weighed even more than did. The Paragon stepped forward a bit before he then buckled down on both his knees even, but he'd remain calm here and resolve on a gambit of sorts. Rather than rely on powering out like the evil beast he'd been mere moments ago, the former Brit would instead take the more technical route and roll down to the mat, no doubt those legs were going to stay locked round him there. But as Ryan headed down to the mat he'd proceed to sling one of his long 6ft framed legs to catch it on the ropes, to prompt the ref to move and announce a rope break. It wasn't a graceful attempt but it was a display of his more forward thinking prowess at least!

[dddybee]

After completely avoiding Ryan's move, Peach Cake leaped atop him in a piggyback position, before successfully putting him in a headscissors hold! The monarch squeezed tightly, revealing she had more ways to deprive her adversaries of oxygen, even if she preferred the use of her ample backside. Along with the secure headscissors, the monarch also tightly clung onto Ryan's shoulders with her hands. Despite Ryan's recent change of heart, Peach was still expecting Mr. Knight to try to violently jerk her off. It was a natural reaction of course.

But instead, Ryan surprised Peach here, opting for a more controlled approach. Ms. Cake was confused, when her captive calmly got down on his knees, before rolling down onto the mat. Was it that her headscissors weakened him this fast and this much? Peach thought. No. His movements were far too controlled and deliberate for that. The monarch kept her legs glued around Ryan's neck the whole time, but soon she understood Ryan's plan. The referee suddenly instructed Peach to release Ryan from the dungeon of her thighs, because Mr. Knight had managed a rope break.

"Impressive." Peach admitted, before immediately releasing her hold on Ryan. "Way to keep your cool there." With his foot still resting on the ring rope, Peach wasn't allow to immediately attack Ryan again. So she simply sighed. Her now crush was in a perfect facesitting position, but that could always come again later. Though Peach tried not to show it, she was starting to get a bit tired here. This match had gone on for a bit, and she had put her full effort into squeezing Ryan's neck. But as instructed by the ref, she gave Ryan some space, so the match could continue.

[Deus001]

Ryan prior to his fall had been known for keeping his cool under the worst of situations, given that he was the leader of a group it was a given. After his fall he acted on his crude impulses which meant that he couldn't always keep a calmer head, now however Ryan played it smarter. Even with his tired state, or rather perhaps because of it. He'd played it fair and safe, perhaps Peach might have wanted to hold off on trying to bring Ryan back into the light because if anything it'd made Ryan seemingly more effective despite his tiredness.

He kept his one eye on the princess as she was forced to release her thicc thigh grip around the Paragon's neck, instantly the former Brit breathed a deep sigh. Ryan actually had a little smirk on his face as he glanced up at Peach, he knew what she'd wanted to do there. It appeared that Ryan was viewing this more of a fun little game now actually, from where he was the Paragon had a good look at Peach. She might have been checking out his strapping, heroic frame but she wasn't the only one guilty of eating the eye candy here. Ryan could tell the princess had the delightful frame to back up her generous heart. "Thank you m'lady, you've handled yourself quite well too....." Ryan said in response, even his voice seemed composed now.

The Paragon then slowly rose back up, Ryan felt the creak in his spine that came from a long day's work but shuffled it into the back of his mind as he shifted up. The former Brit estimated that one good enough move on either end was going to do it. Not wanting to let Peach down by just standing there (After all that was a vice president's job) Ryan shuffled down low and hunched over before attempting to dart at the princess with a sudden attempt at a bearhug!

[dddybee]

Princess Cake blushed, after Ryan complimented her. The knight had been mostly quiet through the majority of the match, constantly deep within his thoughts. So hearing him not only speak but also offer her praise, was a welcome change to Peach. The now noble knight then rose back up, Peach refraining from focusing on his athletic frame. As both wrestlers were starting to show subtle signs of weariness at this point, Ms. Cake thought it best to end the match soon. Preferably with her winning, and with her crush smothered in her heavenly cheeks once again.

Peach raised an eyebrow, as her handsome adversary suddenly hunched low to the ground. At this point, she had caught on that Ryan's attacks were more refined now. And she figured that he was trying to catch her off guard. Peach ended up right, as Ryan soon raced right at her, with his arms spread out. He was likely trying a bearhug. In response, Ms. Cake quickly bent her knees, before leaping up high from right where she stood. Now over Ryan, she attempted to counter by crashing down on Ryan's head, for a big buttdrop! "Ha-tchaa!" Peach would cry out, upon her descent.

[Deus001]

Ryan was nothing if not a fighter that knew exactly what he was doing, but it often meant that he could be linear in his focus. Single-minded and full on tunnel vision, he'd see something in front of him and would follow through in going after it. Even when he was a face the lad doggedly hunted what he wanted and was in front of him, Ryan could easily be swayed and led by the nose assuming his opponent was clever enough to manage it and not be bowled over, Peach would be lucky enough to consider herself among those very few.

Because she was able to shuffle out of harm's way in time because had Ryan gotten his arms tightly around the princess she'd be given a hug that wasn't in the romantic sense despite the fact that Ryan would privately admit that indeed Peach was very easy on the eyes. No it'd have likely resulted in no escape for her there as Ryan's impressive bicep clad arms would certainly test . However the princess managed to evade Ryan nimbly despite her tired state and Ryan's arms caught nothing but thin air, which was then followed by Peach crashing down hard on him. Her fabulous ass came smashing down right on the top and back of Ryan's head. Momentum and gravity did the rest as it was about to be shown.

The Paragon came crashing down to the mat with a heavy thud as his face hit the front of the mat with Peach's frame smack dab right on him, his legs slumped to the mat with Ryan left pretty much an unmoving slump akin to as if he'd just been shot with a large gun. He lightly groaned from the sudden trauma, to indicate he wasn't KO'd from the sudden drop right on his head. But right now he was just a downed and pretty much out of it crash test dummy, one that was still totally hot and broad shouldered that Peach could do whatever with now.

[dddybee]

Princess Cake sucessfully butt-dropped Ryan, sending him crashing down hard! The man's face hit the mat with significant force, likely enough to knockout weaker adversaries. Mr. Knight however held onto consciousness, though he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Peach sat pretty atop Ryan's head, wishing the man had turned said head before the buttdrop connected. That way, the princess couldn've immediately transitioned into a facesitting session. "Whew." Peach let out. She was tried from the match, having put a lot of effort into countering Ryan's attempted bearhug. But it had paid off!

The royal knew she wanted to smother Ryan again. But for his efforts, she thought he deserved a little something special. Powering through her weariness, Ms. Cake grabbed Ryan's arms, before dragging his body to a corner, that was conveniently near by. She pulled his limp body into a seated position against the turnbuckle, which got the fans hyped with cheers. They knew what came next. "Geez, you're heavy." Peach panted. "Now please be a gentlemen and allow me to rest upon you." And with that, Peach would turn around, presenting her round, plump bum to Ryan yet again. She would then send it back, attempting to smother her opponent in a big stinkface. If successful, Peach would keep Ryan's face wedged deep in her posterior, while shaking her hips this way and that!

[Deus001]

Ryan at this point in time was very much out of it, the guy had just had his head driven right into the mat again after another nasty blow previously. The lad was tough and could be known for his grit, but even he had a limit to the amount of head trauma he could sustain and after Peach slammed down on him like he was some bed that she could jump on like a spoiled brat it was safe to say that Ryan was practically out of it.

The only reason the ref didn't try and say he was KO'd was due to his light twitching of his fingers and his rapid breathing, which meant that Peach could do whatever she had wanted to the handsome guy. Which needless to say would be clearly evident if the past time spent in the ring was anything to go by as Peach dragged the strapping frame of Ryan (which she had already admired earlier and none could blame her for it~) to the corner. Ryan at this point didn't even move much save for a slight drooping of his head so needless to say he was going nowhere as Peach presented her magnificent rear end once again.

Perhaps it was out of a desire to show Ryan just another taste of what the princess could offer Ryan were he to be her knight to her lady, or was it because Ryan's strong jawline and leather eyepatch made a nice seat for her? Or maybe it was a sort of reward for how well Ryan did both in his performance and his change of mindset and heart, regardless Peach backed her ass up and sat right atop Ryan's face with her cheeks enveloping the Paragon's face like a big fluffy pillow.

Ryan at this point only groaned out as the princess decided to reallllllly rub it in there. Ryan's head was shifted side to side by Peach, she'd find that the lad wasn't offering much in the way of movement as her royal rear glided all around with him. The Paragon was he more self aware would have probably found the sensations actually enjoyable, but here with how tired he was the lad was only vaguely aware of where he was save for the big pair of plush cushions that were rolling him around as Ryan's will to carry on was pretty much out of it leaving Peach with a slumped handsome boy that was alllll nice and compliant to her!

[dddybee]

Peach Cake was successful in stinkfacing Ryan, stuffing the man's face within her peach and her cake. She smothered up his airways and added to the disorientation, by rubbing the knight down quite thoroughly. The royal shook her hips side to side, up and down, in circles, and every which way, causing her man's head to jerk around the bottom turnbuckle. But eventually, Peach would rest on Ryan's face, simply sitting on him in stinkface position. She took the time to relax, breathe deeply, and recover some energy while likely smothering away the little stamina that remained in Ryan.

"Well, cutie." She teased. "You've had a change of heart, have been subdued, and are now deeply wedged in my royal rear. I'd say things are going pretty well." Now that the princess had her knight under her control, it was time to have a little fun. Peach suddenly stood off of her weakened adversary, who was likely very close to being smothered completely out. She reached down to grab on to both his wrists, while her ample backside still faced him. With Ryan most likely too out of it to resist, Peach pulled him up on his knees.

"You're mine." Peach said seductively, her beautiful buttocks looming in front of him. "I'm gonna smother you 'till my heart's content. But no worries. I know you need oxygen. Just throw in the towel when you've had enough, sweetheart." With that, Peach would attempt to yank on Ryan's wrists while sending her hips back. If successful, Peach would now have Ryan stuck in a standing butt smother! Princess Cake had strategically saved this move for when Ryan was weakened, wanting the man unable to break his wrists free or even stand up!

[Deus001]

At this point it was clear that Ryan was out of it, he didn't offer much in the way of resistance or any meaningful movement as Peach basically force fed him her delightful cakes and shoved his head any which way she pleased. The match's length combined with how sore Ryan was overall meant that the princess's big ol butt cheeks were like the world's softest pillows (Which they might as well be given how nicely they enveloped the handsome lad's face) his face was red not just from the intimate contact but also the lack of air that he had gotten. He wasn't KO'd, but he was only slightly aware of where he was. Ryan was also aware that Peach was using her divine derriere on him and honestly Ryan kinda liked it, he wasn't able to really compose himself enough to think much of it however given his brain was being deprived of oxygen.

Peach spoke of how Ryan had done a lot tonight, namely coming back to being a good sort again. That was probably the best thing really, perhaps all of this was simply Peach rewarding her crush for trying to be a noble knight again. That and also because she just liked to smother people, that too. If the princess hadn't rewarded Ryan enough however in her mind she was about to make him a very lucky man here as she took his wrists and shuffled her butt forward.

The seductive tone in her voice echoed in Ryan's ears, enough to send a shiver of pleasure down Ryan's spine. She was assertive in showing her affection, something like that was a thing he'd never had and it made him become an inward whirlwind of contemplation. But Peach decided to put an end to that by bringing Ryan back into her rear end for another smother session as her cheeks cushioned the lad's head, Ryan quietly groaned into them no doubt sending a pleasurable vibration through her backside.

Before long however it was clear that Ryan had enough, the lad preferred not to pass out if he could at all help it and before long he moved one of his hands. Not to try and break free, but to tap signalling he'd had enough. Ryan just wished that Peach had enough restraint in her to honour the gesture of surrender here.

[dddybee]

After giving her knight the stinkface of a lifetime, Peach saw fit to successfully pull him up for a standing butt smother! The monarch kept his hands firmly snagged, insuring her crush's face had nowhere to go but the prison of her posterior. Ms. Cake had quite a large rump for a lightweight and she loved stuffing people's faces within it! However, something about smothering Ryan, in particular, felt so good. It was the first time in LAW that Peach was smothering someone she had a crush on, both a physical and emotional crush. And feeling Ryan groan into her backside was extremely pleasurable for her. She couldn't help but blush.

"Ooooooo." Peach purred. "Yeeeessssss." The princess was more than happy to put Ryan through plenty more facesits, stinkfaces, and other butt smothers, until the lad finally submitted. The thing was, at this point Ryan had already started tapping, but the princess hadn't noticed yet. This was partly due to the distraction of her own arousal. But also, due to Peach firmly grasping Ryan's wrists, the lad had a limited range to tap, most likely only able to wiggle his fingers. "Are you sure you want to pass out, sweetheart?" Peach asked in a somewhat teasing but genuine tone. Luckily, the referee was gonna earn her paycheck today. The ref noticed Ryan's tapping and alerted Peach. This was the second time in LAW, that Peach had let her love of smothering distract her from her victim's tapping. Thankfully, the ref was attentive both times.

The monarch gasped in shock, before pulling her heavenly but dangerous booty away, allowing Ryan to breathe once more! In her embarrassment, Peach suddenly released her crush's wrists, allowing the man to flop back-first onto the mat. Princess Cake turned around to Ryan, her face blushing like a bright red tomato. "I'm sorry!" Peach said, before getting over Ryan and kneeling over his stomach. "Deep breathes now! Deep breathes." Eventually, after Ryan recovered his air, Peach would kneel down more and use one of her soft hands to caress Mr. Knight's face. "You did great, cutie. Nice match." The princess spoke, with a tone as lovely as her expression.