Anansi Ashanti Vs. Alois Trancy - Battle of The Spiders

[king6y]

"Heheh, sorry "luv" ya gotta try a bit harder for that~"

Chuckling as he mocked the Brit one last time, the spider went to work making sure his web was as tight as it could get. Clinging to the fur while tightening his legs even more around Alois' leg, the spider was going drain the aristocrat's stamina for all he was worth. His body acting as the webbing while his hold played the role of a fangs. Digging deeper and and deeper into their prey as they started to drain their thrashing food of all their strength.

But while Anansi kept his hold as tight as he could, Alois had other plans for the spider. Instead of allowing skullfaced boy the chance to wrench his hold one more time, Alois rudely turned to his front, and promptly slammed his foot into Anansi's chest. Forcing him to wheeze and cough as his web slowly unraveled beneath Alois' furry foot.

For now, leaving the aristocrat open to do what he pleased against the squashed little spider.

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A bit of a sadistic side would soon show itself as Alois kept up the offense as Anansi was now in his web, getting up from the awkward hold he was in on the floor to deliver his own sense of karma in the form of his own now-furry offense, his leg reeled back before trying to shoot a hard kick against the floored trickster's own left thigh which would elicit a "Ooooh" reaction from the shoot kick, hopeful Anansi wasn't going to walk straight for a good few weeks.

He soon went back on offense, obviously learning from his past few mistakes, aiming to work on the trickster's legs, Alois would take a queue from one of his favorite wrestlers, sitting the hurting Ashanti from a floored to a seated position, looming over him as he wrapped his body over him with almost graceful ease, tucking his head underneath his arm while hooking a leg over his hurt left thigh to apply pressure over this unorthodox seated inverted face lock octopus hold!

"Don't teach your grandmother to suck eggs, you little twat..."

[king6y]

In a battle of spiders, the web on which they fight is friend to none, and a tool to all. Being both their salvation, and their damnation with only one misstep to set it in stone. One Ill-timed strike was all it took for their cherished tool to become their prison. And as for Anansi, as he looked up at smug Brit above him, he swears he could've seen the venom dripping off his smug grin. And ever the efficient hunter, the other spider aimed it's fangs at exactly what tied it up in the first place.

With a hissing ooh from the crowd, and a muffled scream from the trickster, Anansi hated to admit it, but he was in the aristocrat's web now. And with Alois being a rude as ever, the Brit decided to make that even more apparent. Before Anansi could stitch his thoughts back together, the trickster felt a heat embrace him. A foreign weight had rested over him, and with it, it brought a new pain. With a extra dose of confusion because

"What the...nrggh, does that mean?" Anansi groaned, feeling his leg locked in a vice grip

[Ihateocrecolors]

"Means either shut your mouth and give!"

Alois, with such a way of words, uses his ingenuity to try and make the inferior Spider tap! And by ingenuity I mean, trying to smash his face in as Trancy forced the offensive, softening him up with a barrage of elbows to his pretty face! If Anansi didn't counter soon, Alois would soon get tired of the torture, releasing his limbs to annoyance that he didn't give in to lovely Brit's goading and hold!

His playful mood from earlier before soon drained into something more nasty and spiteful akin to his usual self. Taunting and goading the recently stretched spider into getting back up by brushing his soft fur leg warmers into his face to get him angry enough to make a mistake, his smirk never leaving his face.

"C'mon Nonce-si, I'm getting bored. Don't you know any submission moves or any wrestling skills? Or do I have myself a quick snack?~

[king6y]

Well, if Alois wanted one way to shut Anansi up, a downpour of elbows was certainly it! Blow after blow, drew nothing but pained grunts and cries from the other spider's lips. Orchestrating a symphony of pain as Anansi tried his best guard his pretty face.

But even as his body seared with pain, Anansi shook his white dreaded head at the referee's questions. He wasn't done yet, not by a long shot. And thankfully for him, Alois soon got tired of stretching him out. But annoyingly so, the other spider decided to tease him.

"Mmm...ugh." Anansi groaned, blinking the fuzziness from his eyes, Anansi's scarlet gaze look out to a field of blue on his face. 'huh, what?' Anansi's mind droned as he looked back to see just who was teasing him, seeing just who left themselves wise open. Suppressing his growing smile, Anansi would attempt to play up his pain. Stirring to his knees Anansi latched onto the Brit. Holding his thick thighs and wrapping his arm around his waist as he would try to pretend to need him for support.

'come on pretty boy, crawl into the web~' Anansi thought as his hands drifted even more, until out of nowhere, Anansi would attempt to spring back to life! Shooting his hand to grab Alois' before dragging him back to mat, to lock in a grueling cross face!

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Rarely as anyone groveled beneath Alois so he took great pleasure in this, seeing as though Anansi wasn't taking any big strides in mounting a comeback, Alois was definitely going to enjoy this, a small sadistic smirk growing across that pasty face of his and a chuckle caught inside of that throat of his while he watched Anansi reach to his thighs...just as he thought, even in pain, lust still overrode his body. Good.

Who could blame the spider?

Alois exuded sex. His clear-cut hair and beautiful yet fierce eyes...his naturally scrunched-up nose made him look even cuter when he was pouting or cringing, his shapely petite body and an almost perfect attire that seemed to accentuate his perfect assets in his thighs and backside, with a Union Jack flag imprinted on any poor soul Alois chose to smother.

That was the self-loving thought that went through Alois's demented mind. An arm wrapped around his waist as Anansi used him for "support", Alois played into the trap like the beautiful fool he was, smiling down at him. At the same time, he grabbed the arm placed against his thighs, holding it up with Anansi kneeling and keeling like the two were slow-dancing but Ashanti was seemingly a bit tired of dancing. Alois taunted the fact that it looked like it. He was shouting loud for all to hear.

"C'mon let's have some fun mate! Forget all the nonces in the crowd! Focus on me! And only me.

His tone took a darker tone after that last line but still played onto the suffering Anansi all up until the white-dreaded trickster enacted his plan, before Alois could even react, he was quickly brought down with a sudden crossface, the femboy so shocked he managed to pull it off, that his emotions finally were able to get it together, and all that was left was disbelief and fear, Alois screaming and kicking his free feet as he frantically tried to get out of the hold, cursing the man who got him into this mess! And managing to sound like a petulant child, which was...fitting.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF-AGHHH! BASTARD! TOSSER! TWAT! AGHHHH! LET GOOOO!"