Misora(d) vs Dachi - pocket full of smothers

[Blade ocs]

"Does it feel good?" She asks him in a serious way. She actually wanted to know. Anyway, she can't do it anymore, but he lashes her away.

She goes to grab his head. She goes and puts it between her thighs. She pulls attention to lift him up for a piledriver. If that work. She will make. Sure, her butt would land on his face.

[Teenwrestler]

Daichi's face was flushed red due to being embarrassed and humiliated. He was being stinkfaced as the blonde bombshell would press her rear all over hsi face, smothering him. Still, the young male wrestler was strong and managed to push her away. "Gah...Hah....." he panted, breahting heavily and shaking his head.

Slowly, the Daichi would pull himself back but Misora was quick. She grabbed his head and shoved it in between her thighs. "Oh no you dont" he said, grabbing her thighs and looking to stand up and flip her over his back to counter her piledriver attempt.

[Blade ocs]

Welp, his grab of her thick thighs helps her think it's going to be a power move. It is a power move; it's a piledriver! She gets dunked onto her head.

If he thought that would be enough, however, , he would be mistaken. After the piledriver, she wraps her legs around his waist and leaves up to grab his head and put it in a headlock.