Summer's (Indoor) Swelter (for Teenwrestler)

[Crossedes]

Had the nice lady decided to leave? June hoped so, but she listened for any awkward follow-up questions. She imagined the woman's face probably looked as red as hers did, but not from the sauna's heat. The blonde didn't care for that reputation nor for any rumors getting started, so she started to call out something again, some nonsense about a clothing malfunction when his muttering drew her eyes down between her legs. It was June's turn for the redness to come from embarrassment as she realized exactly where she had stuffed him, exactly how little she wore, and exactly the sensations brought on by his attempts to speak and wriggle around beneath her.

"Oh no... that's not..." His bridge and jerking sent her teetering until she fell over onto her knee, then her hip, staring at him in shock. Though she knew she had instigated that particular contact, the paladin quickly conjured the perfect idea - shifting blame. "Don't... talk when you're getting pinned!" she warned, all but forgetting the woman outside. She threw out her leg over his sprawled body, trying to drop the calf on top of his face. "That's the cheapest tactic there is!"

[Teenwrestler]

When he heard the staff speak in Japanese and June reply back, he was a bit surprised. He did not expect her to speak the language, its a good thing he did not say anything disrespectful then to her thinking she did not know the language. Regardless, he tried to keep his voice low because he did not want to give the impression to anyone on the outside that they were up to some funny business inside the sauna room. No one thought they would be wrestling in there given the sort of moaning, groaning and bumping noises that were going on. Still, he did not appreciate having her bikini bottoms be pressed against his mouth and nose, smothering him right after she used her chest to do the same thing.

Eventually, though he managed to push up into a bridge causing her to fall off him, shifting onto her knee and then her hip. He rolled over and then fell back on his back, wiping some of that sweat off his face using his forearm. "Hah....damn smothers" he panted before she dropped her leg on top of his face in a sudden leg drop.

"Ughhh!" he cried out, his lower half flopped up and back down thanks to the sudden jerk reaction.

[Crossedes]

God, he was still so loud! The moment June struck, she tensed up from his grunting, and she realized that she had to... figure out a way to beat him while also keeping him quiet. She would not be the person at the League with the reputation for luring men into saunas and having her way with them by any means. The way he was starting to look - not to mention how she herself looked, still sweating her brains out and as red as a beet - she would have a hard time explaining herself to much of anyone. And she didn't know if he would consider her trying to back out of the match for that purpose as an excuse to avoid wrestling him. She would also not accept that reputation.

She cringed - there was really only one option for her to try and beat him without filling the entire building with noise. The blonde had to keep his mouth closed. "Shut-" She clambered over to him again, holding him down with her weight. After a second or two of fighting with herself, she turned the tables on him. It was her turn for her slick, curvy legs to wind into his, latch on by way of her feet around his calves, and flex so he spread him out at the crotch. At the same time, so he wouldn't be able to complain, she slapped a hand over his mouth. She just had to... weaken him, then finish this, ASAP!

"Shut up!" she finally hissed. "And just tap already!"

[Teenwrestler]

When he thought about it, anyone on the outside would question what was really going on in there. He did not want anyone to talk about his integrity behind his back- that a veteran wrestler like him was perhaps having some fun time with some new beautiful blonde that had just came to the LAW wrestling scene. Of course, now it all made sense why June did not want him to make too much noise by bumping around or moaning. However, they were in a wrestling match! How was he supposed to avoid that. The leg drop muffled him for a while as he laid there on his back, panting as she would quickly straddle him to pin him down.

Her legs grapevined his, spreading them wide to put pressure on his crotch and immobilize his legs. "AH" a moan escaped his lips as she completely had him trapped under her. She completed her move by pressing her sweaty palm over his mouth for a handsmother. "MMFMMMMFFM" he mumbled, once again struggling to breathe. However, he was on to the game plan. He didn't trash about with his legs because he also did not want to make any noise, instead he grabbed her fingers and tried to pry her hand off his mouth.

"Hah...Hah..." he panted, managing to get it off his mouth before heaving up and rolling the two over once more. "I will not lose to you" he panted after it took quite the effort to turn the tables. He would sit up on her chest, moving forward to press his brief clad crotch against her mouth and nose for a payback facesit smother.

[Crossedes]

Crap, crap. June had too many things to think about. One ear remained stretched, trying to listen for the woman outside. She tried to focus on her legs staying stiff, relentless, damaging all his ligaments and stretching him out in a way that... actually, she didn't actually know how uncomfortable it was for a man to be split down the middle. Men sucked at doing the splits, though, so she couldn't imagine he was having a good time beneath her. His complaints rumbling against her hand made that evident. Between all that and the heat, June had so much to think about that she could have passed out from the mental exertion, not to mention the physical.

But she had forgotten that in this position, he had use of his hands. And for all the size of her arms, his exceeded hers in size. He gripped at her hand and started peeling it free, and for all her effort to maintain the seal over his mouth, she couldn't do it with only one hand to support her. And once he did snatch her hand free, the blonde saw herself stumbling clumsily into a mistake. Her hand planted awkwardly, almost so much that she hurt her risk and hissed out a quiet ow, and by the time she had recovered, he had used his freed muscles to start forcing her to turn over. June clenched her teeth, set her jaw, tried to push against the floor with one hand to avoid his turning her over, but she landed on her hip and promptly got rolled onto her back before she could summon a counter. Damn it. She hadn't missed that hot floor on her back or his stifling body on top of her.

She expected the grapevine, crossed her ankles, squeezed her thighs together, tried to protect herself. But it was not a grapevine he had in mind, and having her legs squeezed together made her completely defenseless as he dropped onto her chest. She huffed out a complaint, tried to push at him-

Her eyes widened when she saw him slide forward. "Oh gosh- mmmm-hmmmmmph!" The panicked sound that rolled from her throat she didn't even recognize as his warm, barely-covered manhood planted over her face, smothering out her mouth and nose. She didn't even react, at first... not in a way he could see, anyway, save for staring up at him like he had stunned her beyond comprehension.

[Teenwrestler]

The match was turning out to be much more intimate than he first would have guessed. The game plan was simple, she was going to keep as close as possible and use the steam and heat to suffocate the Dragon into submission. Of course, that was his goal as well so really it was who could out-do the other with such similar mindset. It seemed that June had gained the advantage, grapevining the former champion to spread his legs wide while their crotches rubbed against each other. She would press her slick frame on top of his own, pressing down to keep him pinned while using her palm to smother his mouth and nose. He mumbled, bucked up, grabbed her fingers until eventually he managed to roll the two over.

However, he had no intentions to copy his opponent's strategy this time- at least not the one she used immediately before the counter. The Dragon would mount his prey, sitting on her chest before scooting forward to press his brief clad crotch against her face for a simply yet effective facesit smother. For a moment, she stopped struggling and would lay there. Ryu would look down on her and the two would exchange stares while she was completely stunned.

He grabbed her hair, forcing her face deep into his blue coloured briefs. "Hah...submit, you have been conquered" he taunted.

[Crossedes]

He hadn't- He couldn't- He didn't dare-

But every confused question that ran through June's head resulted in one answer - he had. He had decided to smother her face, leaving her buried against the... the warm outline of his... June squeezed her eyes closed, tried to shift her mouth to the side since it somehow sounded better to have him resting on her cheek than on her lips. Envisioning the indignity of having someone she had taunted like she had taunted him all but sitting on her face set her mind on fire just as much as her body, and the indignance came back to her easily as she started to pry her face away from him. "Noooo.... nnnnoooo... you don't... get to- mmmm!"

He did get to, and he wisely took her totally defenseless head. Her hands came up to grip at his wrists, but not before she had gone wide-eyed and got the thorough feel, right up against her nose and lips and forehead, of every sweaty inch he packed in those little briefs. June tried to pull his wrists away, but with his weight on top of her, she couldn't manage to make any progress. Her gold glare shot up to his face, something between distress and outright anger in them, as she switched from his wrists to try and push her hands between his crotch and her face. Yes, she would be all but feeling him up... but that had to be better than having him humiliating her like this with his sweaty body after all her bravado earlier.

And she wished her stupid body wouldn't get so excited about it.

[Teenwrestler]

Surely the blonde had not expected these unexpected turn of events. However, the male wrestler was not above giving her a taste of her own medicine. If she was going to resort to smothering in such heated conditions, then there was no reason why he could not resort to the same. He would sit atop of her chest before scooting forward until his brief clad crotch was covering her mouth and nose. His chest heaved up and down, as he passed his hand through his damp hair. All he had to do was sit- nothing else until June would have enough and would submit.

"Stop making noise, weren't you the one who suggested that?" he would say, looking down on her as it was clear that she did not expect this as fair game. Her hands wrestled with his wrists but there was nothing much she could do because he was still sitting on top of her, smothering her. So she went for plan B, pushing her hands between his crotch and her face to try and push him off. "Nrgh h-hey watch the hands" he would say, now reaching down to grab her wrists to pull them away from his crotch.

However, some progress had been made and he slid back a bit, allowing her some room to breathe.