L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Her attack evidently ineffective against the arm pinning cuddle, Honoka didn't at all show concern. Leaning back a moment, releasing her constant nuzzle and inadvertently mushing her sizeable assets up close to Blaise's chin, Honoka attempted to test the limits of her entrapment. Her legs gently wrapped around the waist of the male as she leaned back, Honoka opted to feign agony.

"We're trapped fully! This enemy is too stronk!" Jiggling to the point of awkwardness given the position of her thick chest!

The pinkette leans back, and her breasts are pushed towards his collar and neck. It actually gives him a little more room to mash her belly against his abs, arms tightening just a bit more. And with her legs wrapped around him, feeling her bare thighs against him, he has to reflect on just how quickly this escalated. She was crying a bit ago, and now she's playing. Not just playing, but sexy-playing.

"Last chance to submit~," he coos to the girl as she wriggles. His head tilts to press his face against her collar and chest just above her bust. "Else, I'm gonna have to pin ya and count ya out."

Pulled straight back into the embrace, front pressed firmly but not at all painfully against his, Honoka continues her squirms. "This enemy has too many tricks!" Her smile thick as she locked eyes with Blaise, Honoka opted to use her legs to her advantage. Pressing down and locking her ankles together, Honoka would latch in the worlds lightest waist scissors given her posture. Seemingly fitting, given she was in the worlds lightest bearhug.

"Gonna wear him down! Press him like toothpaste!"

The world's lightest bearhug meets the world's lightest scissor, and the end result is her hips pressing hard into his in a very noticeable, distinct way. Blaise makes an involuntary little sound at the sensation, perking up a bit more. He swallows heavily, head lifting to lock eyes with her. "A-alright then...," he says a little more quietly, breath lightly hitched in his throat. "You brought this on yourself..!"

The teen tilts forward, aiming to lie Honoka flat on her back and himself simply overtop her on the bench, face to face, nose to nose. "Um.. one.."

Now with a light body press atop her frame to add to the 'crushing' bearhug, Honoka's gentle writhing and jiggling would escalate, with her enjoyment doing the same. Her hands gently patting at what flesh she could, her scissors still light as could be, Honoka attempted to somewhat buck her body to force Blaise from her!

"This is a cheap scheme! The enemy is using dirty tactics..!" Her giggles evidently suggesting she had absolutely little issue with the move being in her mind cheap, Honoka was more than happy to continue her never ending squirms!

Her hands squirm, and Blaise opts to 'lose' one of his grips on her wrist. She gets a hand free! The arm instead loops her waist further, the other still holding her other hand behind her back. As her body squirms, his begins to do the same, brushing into her with the evident intent to ensure she stays 'pinned' beneath him. Her constant squirming is creating a distinct level of friction between them, and one he doesn't at all want to be rid of.

"The cheapest," purrs Blaise. His face doesn't shy back from hers, and instead cants to rest his brow against hers. "Two...!," the count continues. "What'cha gonna do? Can ya break it?"

Her thick bosom testing the attire Honoka had clad, squirming still far from serious, the pinkette opted to playfully nudge her forehead against Blaises' own, giving her male opponent something of a supreme headbutt!

"Take that..!" She'd roar, nudging her forehead upwards and against his with enough force to barely shove a pillow. Her ineffective, childish attempts to escape coupled with her constant jostling of tummy and bosom seemingly the focus, given that Honoka still hadn't made any actual progress on escaping the full body pin!

Her head bonks into Blaise's ineffectively. It wouldn't offend even the faintest of butterflies. And yet, Blaise plays it up. His head recoils, letting out a drawn out, "Aaugh..," and then he's right back into bearing into her. "..but it's not enough!"

With her body shifting and squirming under him, he opts to shift into her in return. His hips spike upwards to grind hard against hers, conveniently open and defenseless, given her legscissor position around him. "Mn'three!," he calls out. Breathing a bit more hastened from the excess grinding and contact, his warm breath beats against her lips. "I pinned ya. I win."

Her smile changing to a look of curiosity as Blaise recoiled at a gentle head tap, Honoka's grin soon returned as his feign was revealed, with Blaise returning to the grinding pin as quickly as he abandoned it. Whilst rather innocent herself, Honoka couldn't deny that childishness aside from the scenario, the feeling of Blaise upon her with such a lengthy embrace applied made Honoka feel a little...redfaced!

"Mhm..." She pants out, buckling back just a tough, her great breasts mushrooming underneath Blaise's torso. "I think I could..take ya...in a fair fight..!"

"Any time.. anywhere..," Blaise offers. The shifting between them intensifies a little, hearing the change in her voice and intent to see how far she'd go. Feeling her beneath him, writhing and squirming as much as she is, is getting a bit intoxicating. Her lone captured hand is released in favor of further wrapping that arm around her waist as well. "I bet.. we'd end up.. exactly like this again..." He smiles a little wickedly down at her, his hips pressing more directly to hers. "Only with you.. more.. like.. compliant... from getting beat up.."