Angel Agapi vs. The Morrigan - Heaven Sent, Hellbound

[BlackAkuma]

Despite her efforts to hide it, the Morrigan was still reeling from the effects of their lovemaking, her body quaking from the throes of passion. That had been one of the better fucks she’d had, certainly one of the best ones she’d had in Japan, and it was taking a toll. Her knees had some wobble to them, her heartbeat was palpating, and she’d lost no small amount of water, her body feeling some effects of dehydration.

But whatever she felt, Angel had to be feeling even more of. This match was hers to win - hell, she’d come close to it just a moment ago, and they both knew it. All she needed to do was bring it home.

She had a deep, dark chuckle as Angel made his way up and taunted her way, acting like he still had some control in the situation as he straightened himself out. She, herself, had a breast slipped out from the smothering, but she didn't enough to put that dog back in the house for the moment. ”More tricks, huh?” She cracked her knuckles as she approached. ”Best get to using them, boyo. I’m not the patient sort.”

The Morrigan proved that in the next moment, as she barreled forward came at him with her arm drawn back, hoping to down him with a stiff lariat. This time, however, Angel was quicker on the draw, as he took to the air like his namesake and closed the gap far faster than she had anticipated. He grabbed hold of her head, pulled her around and brought her crashing into the mat with a dizzying DDT, spiking her on the canvas with furious force.

Dazed, Morrigan’s instincts took over, and she wound up rolling under the bottom rope and onto the ringside area, where she stumbled about drunkenly and rubbed her aching skull.

[ADarlingDucky]

After being booted across the ring, Angel would get back up to his feet across the ring from The Morrigan, a bit winded but otherwise having managed to escape from the dangerous situation relatively unscathed, something he felt quite lucky for! However, that still left the muscled woman rising up and beginning to head his way, another issue for the pretty boy, but fortunately, Angel found a way to deal with that as well, by taking flight towards The Morrigan to surprise her! In a sudden leap, he managed to close the distance between himself and The Morrigan, getting an arm around her head before twisting the pair and bringing his busty foe down headfirst onto the mat! A hefty thump echoed, and Angel would roll to his side before pushing himself back up, finding The Morrigan escaping the ring with a quick roll to the outside, leaving Angel alone!

"Where are you going Morrigan? I thought you weren't patient?" Angel sang in his opponent's direction, watching as she stumbled to the outside, her head clearly spinning after being slammed to the mat! The curvy blonde couldn't really blame her, but if he allowed her to spend too much time recovering on the outside, he'd be in big trouble! It was clear that he was going to have to press his advantage, and the only way to do that would be to join her on the outside... and he had an idea on how to do so!

"Well fine, I'll just join you!" Angel teased, before approaching the nearest corner, climbing the ropes as quick as he could to perch himself on the top one, turning to face towards the outside of the ring, right where The Morrigan waited! And once Angel had prepped himself, he'd suddenly take flight, leaping from the top ropes and right towards The Morrigan!

A high flying maneuver always posed a high risk, but it also offered high reward if successful, and Angel was ready to take that gamble! He flew towards The Morrigan, and as he came down, spread his legs apart, looking to land on top of her shoulders, hoping that she wouldn't catch him and counter, but that she'd be brought down by the impact, and he could ride her all the way down to the ground! And if all went well, he'd come crashing down on her, his plump ass landing directly on her chest to crush the air out of her and leave her at his mercy!

[BlackAkuma]

Ugh. Outside of the ring. The Morrigan hated retreating.

She hadn't even really thought about it, but it was her training taking hold. Sabine had stressed to her the importance of us going outside the ring when she needed to catch a breather, and she was sticking to that strategy before she realized it, her body knowing what needed to be done even if her brain didn’t. It just sucked. She would’ve rather stayed inside and pressed her advantage, especially after dominating Angel for so long.

But, oh well, she could get back into the swing of things, she just had to take a moment to gather her senses. WIth that pretty much done, she turned around, focused back in the ring, and-

And he wasn’t where she thought he was. Shit.

The Morrigan had a burst of panic as she tried to lock in on his position, but she wasn’t left wondering too long, thankfully. She looked up, and sure enough, he was soaring towards her once again, descending from on high and coming down hard on her shoulders. He wasn’t heavy, but that was a lot of weight to have flying around, and the impact drove her back, step after step, until…she stopped.

”Gotcha.”

Sabine looked on as Morrigan began to move their way, charging towards the table with Angel on her shoulders and making her intentions quite clear. ”Time to move, darling.” She gave Jamie a tap on the shoulder and quickly skipped off to the side, her partner stormed their way and tried to powerbomb Angel straight through the table.

[ADarlingDucky]

Angel wasn't much of a high flyer. It wasn't that the blonde had a fear of heights, or anything of that nature, but acrobatics within the ring required a certain gracefulness, a poise and technical ability that was far above Angel's head! He knew how to tie up women, even those much bigger than him, in complex submissions, but the flips and twists that came with high flying were too much for him to pull off, and he respected lucha libre too much to do it poorly! And yet still, here he was, perched atop the top rope and looking down at the muscled woman waiting for him outside the ring, a smile on his face as his head swam with all kinds of ideas for how to get off! And the most prevalent one, of course, was to simply throw himself at her and land directly on her center mass in a seated senton, bringing her down and squashing her under his ass!

Or... that was the plan. However, as Angel came down atop The Morrigan's shoulders, she staggered backwards, fumbling with his weight... before she stopped and righted herself! All of the sudden, Angel's attempt to crush the air out of his opponent was looking like he had given her a gift wrapped powerbomb, as he had seated himself in the precise position he needed to be in for her to plant him through the floor!

"Uh... so you have!" Angel quipped, accompanied by a brief nervous chuckle, and just as he thought, The Morrigan began to lurch forwards, carrying him across the floor! Back towards the announce table that Jamie and Sabine had made themselves comfortable on!

"So it would seem..." Jamie quickly got up and followed Sabine, leaping out of the way of the incoming freight train that was The Morrigan and moving to stand beside Sabine, bumping his hip against hers as he joined her. However, as Angel was hurried towards a date with a table, he wasn't out of hope yet, and as The Morrigan prepared to throw him, he looked to find a creative way out of his predicament! And so as Morrigan prepared to slam him, Angel would suddenly push hard on her head to create some space, before looking to swing his legs down!

"I got YOU!" Angel cried, as he attempted to break free of the powerbomb before Morrigan could swing him down fully, and drop down on the other side of the announce table onto his feet! But The Morrigan, whose head he still held tight to, he would try to give a much rougher landing! He looked to wrench down on her head and bring her crashing face-first into the table, swinging her down into it as hard as he possibly could to rattle her and whether or not he put her head through the table, he hoped it would be enough to slow her roll!

[BlackAkuma]

Sabine would give Angel points for his gusto, mustering an attack like that despite the wealth of risks it carried. It was part of the overall trend in the match, where he was doing well despite the not-inconsiderable size difference involved. The Morrigan might hav lacked in experience, but power had a way off overcoming such deficiencies, and the Scotswoman had it in spades. There had even been times in their sparring where Sabine had been caught off guard by the brute force she could bring to a fight and nearly found herself overwhelmed, though she constantly adapted before things grew out of control.

Angel was an unknown quantity, so she couldn't be sure of his success, but so far? He was comporting himself well. When he landed on Morrigan’s shoulders and failed to down her, however, she believed his excellent luck had ended. She skipped away from the crash site with a bit of haste, as she wanted to be a safe distance away from the carnage and in a perfect position to watch.

However, things didn’t go quite as she pictured them.

On Morrigan’s end, she wasn’t quite sure where things had gone off script. She’d had Angel on her shoulders, in perfect position for a devastating powerbomb. She’d measured the distance just right, gotten a good running start, and was getting ready for the plunge when everything just sort of went…wrong. He was off her shoulders, she was falling down, and her face came down hard on the table, hitting it with a sickening splat. The furniture barely held up, but she couldn't say the same.

The Morrigan fell to her knees, slumping against the table, then flopped over to her back, leaving her to stare up at the lights, stunned and gobsmacked. She rapidly blinked as her brain tried in vain to process it all.

[ADarlingDucky]

If Angel had been put through the table, it might have been very fair to say that this match could have been over. The Morrigan had already worn him out in the ring thanks to their vigorous fucking, and if he were to suffer a powerbomb like what she planned, there was no coming back. She would have been able to pluck him out of the destroyed remains, drag him into the ring, and sit on his face for an easy KO! Hell, she might have been able to simply sit on his face within the destroyed remains of the table, he would have been close enough to a KO already. Fortunately for Angel, and for the crowd who wanted to see more action before things came to a close, that wouldn't be the case! A quick, desperate move that saw him yanking his legs off of her shoulders after a push, and grabbing hold of her head to wrench it downwards, turning her powerbomb into his facebuster!

The Morrigan's head hit the desk with a thud that was loud enough to leave even Angel wincing, the impact shaking his arms slightly as he quickly released her after the impact had been made, and leaving The Morrigan to stand on her own. Well, "stand" was generous in this circumstance. Instead, she went limp as could be, completely letting her weight fall against the table to join her head, before she slowly slid off and flopped to the floor, laying quite limp as she stared up at the lights! Angel, following his brush with doom, rubbed his forehead slightly before walking back around the announce table, slowly leaning over the downed woman!

"Heeeeey Morrigan... you still awake down there?" To be fair, it wouldn't have mattered if she were or not, as Angel would need a smother to win, not a violent impact onto a desk. Still, no reason that he couldn't give her a bit of a wakeup call, and as it happened, he had something in mind! A wry smile covered his face, as he stepped over to grab hold of her legs, picking them up and pulling her far enough from the announce desk to give them some space!

"Here, this oughta rouse her..." Angel teased, before tucking her legs underneath his arms. Once he had a firm grip on the dazed woman, he'd slowly twist her, beginning to turn her over! A classic move indeed it seemed, but as Angel slowly stepped over The Morrigan, he wouldn't sit down on her back, but pull even further backwards, until he could lower himself and plant a knee on the back of her neck, going even further to torture her spine as he applied a liontamer! A brutal hold, and one that would no doubt get Morrigan stirring!

"Oh oh oh! Jamie, this is the perfect time! Come here!" Angel excitedly called, and Jamie would give a wry smile as he shook his head, before turning to Sabine and giving her a quick nod.

"No foul play, just so you know. But if I don't go he'll be really upset." And if he wasn't stopped, he'd walk over to Angel as he performed the hold, stepping to his side before leaning in and planting a kiss on his cheek, the two posing together with Morrigan getting folded in half underneath them!

"I've got a free cheek over here if you'd like to join in too ya know!" Came another sing-songy call from Angel, inviting to her to come over and kiss his free cheek if she liked, despite the fact that he was currently trying his best to fold her partner into a circle!

[BlackAkuma]

Right there. The Morrigan could’ve ended the match right there.

That was the prevailing thought in her head right now, as she languished on the floor, still reeling from the crazy hit she’d taken. She had to admit, Angel was giving her far more trouble than she’d anticipated, hanging tough despite all the damage and hard fuckign she’d given him. It was impressive, but it was also starting to become a genuine nuisance - no matter what she hit this kid with, he kept coming back.

She grimaced as he came over and stood over her, blocking her view of the lights. While she was far from unconscious, still aware of her surroundings, she was still a far cry off from having what anyone would consider a good mental state, her body thoroughly rocked by the impact. Right now, all she wanted to do was lay there and take a moment to gather her bearings, but she got the distinct impression that this wasn’t in Angel’s lesson plan.

She groaned as he was hauled out the wreckage, sliding along the floor, rubbing her head as she went. At first, she wasn’t sure what the gameplan was - this match didn’t have countouts, smothers were the only way to win or lose, so she didn’t have to worry about a referee’s count, but she’d gotten the impression that Angel did most of his best work in the ring. It was made clear, though, when she grabbed hold of his legs, flipped her about, and pulled her into some weird variation of the Boston Crab, folding her over like a taco while his knee dug into her back. Did that wake her up? Fuck yeah. The Morrigan bit back a scream for a few second before she had to let it out, her banshee cries echoing over the audience’s heads.

Sabine, meanwhile, looked on as Jamie moved over to join the display. She naturally worried about foul play at first, but those worries were quickly assuaged when all he did was go over for a kiss, the two partners sharing a moment of intimacy. They even invited her to join in. A noblewoman could never refuse.

”As you wish.” Sabine happily sauntered over, took her place on Angel’s side, and kissed him on his spare cheek, along with a lusty lick around the side of his chin, a small bonus.

None of which Morrigan appreciated, sadly. ”Get the fuck off!”

[ADarlingDucky]

Hauling Morrigan's limp body across the floor outside of the ring was a feat in itself, as Angel had to strain himself to drag her to an area that had more open space, but it was necessary so that everyone could get a nice, unobstructed view of what he had planned! That plan would pay dividends however, when Angel finally got The Morrigan out into the open and secure his grip on her legs, before he turned her over, stepping over her body and planting his knee on the back of her neck! The result was The Morrigan's beautiful curves being folded into the shape of a "C," her back instantly put under immense strain as Angel pulled backwards on her legs to apply pressure to the hold! Morrigan held on for a moment, before the pain finally got to her and she let out a scream of agony, the audience getting what was likely a rare sight, seeing the muscled heavyweight being put into pure agony by a much smaller, curvy male wrestler!

Unfortunately for Morrigan, the antics didn't end there either, as Angel quickly turned and called for his partner, who would be more than willing to oblige his request! And perhaps even more shockingly to some in the audience, Sabine felt inclined to humor him as well! And so both Jamie and Sabine would step to either side of Angel, leaning in to give him a kiss on both cheeks, completing his dominant pose! The crowd absolutely ate up the spectacle, and plenty of different pictures were taken of the moment, Angel folding Morrigan in half, while being kissed by both his, and his opponent's, partner! Still, he'd need more than this to beat The Morrigan, and so after a few moments more of her agonized screams while being bent, he'd let her legs go!

"Thank you both! We should bring you along as a third, you'd fit in so well..." Angel teased, his second comment directed at Sabine, before he'd lean to both of them and deliver kisses of his own to their cheeks! After that, however, he'd get back to the task at hand, and that involved an awful lot of heavy lifting! The Morrigan was a big girl, and it was unlikely that Angel could carry her all by himself. However, he had at least woken her up a bit, and he hoped that he didn't need to fully heft her up!

"Alright Morrigan, c'mere! I've got you!" Angel's voice was sweet and full of care, a stark contrast to how he had nearly folded her in half, and he'd reach down to grab an arm before pulling it over his shoulder, bracing himself before he yanked her upright, looking to pull her over himself! If he was successful, he'd waste very little time before he shoved her onto the apron and then into the ring, rolling her back inside before sliding underneath the bottom rope himself!

"Hope you don't mind if I show off a little bit more... So many things I haven't shown off to the crowd, so you'll have to help me out..." Angel teased, before he'd throw a leg over her body and take a seat on her back, reaching down to poke her cheek and make sure she was still with him! "That okay with you?"

[BlackAkuma]

Well, at least someone was having fun. It damn sure wasn’t Morrigan.

She found herself on the floor, getting bent in half while a mini-orgy happened above her, and she wasn’t sure if she was more bothered by the pain or the fact that she was missing out. Strange as it might have seemed, it wasn’t all that surprising for Sabine to be pulling something like this - the German loved to screw with her in situations like this, delighting in her awkward situations. The Morrigan, in the meanwhile, was left to suffer, struggling as she was bent over, her spine searing in the hold.

It wasn’t meant to go on for too long, though, thankfully, as Angel dropped the hold soon enough and set her free. Still hurting, she wasn’t able to help much along the way as he hauled her towards the ring. He was able to her in under the ropes by some miracle, and this was around the time some life came back to her. Despite the pain, she began to push her way up, coming up to her hands and knees.

That came to an abrupt end when Angel sat on her back, weighing her back down to the canvas - while he wasn’t all that heavy, she wasn’t in a good position to take on anything at the moment, so down she went again, groaning beneath him. She shook it off as best as she could as he poked her in the cheek.

”Sure, kid.” She grimaced, ready for whatever was coming next. No way was she showing fear ”Keep it coming.”

[ADarlingDucky]

For as spectacular of a sight as the liontamer was, especially with Sabine and Jamie on either side of him kissing his cheeks, Angel couldn't keep The Morrigan folded up outside of the match all day, as even if he got a tapout, it wouldn't win him the match! Instead, he'd need to get her back into the ring, and to do that he'd have to manage to get the heavyweight woman up and onto the apron at the very least, which was easier said than done! Fortunately, Morrigan was at least awaken enough to stagger upwards when Angel hefted her up, and that allowed the small and curvy man to get her over to the apron, before pushing her underneath the ropes and back into the ring! The Morrigan even looked like she might rise further after being rolled to the center, but Angel would put a stop to that when he threw a leg over her and sat down on her back, gently forcing her back onto the canvas!

His poke on her cheek seemed to get her attention back on him, but even as she was left lying on the canvas with Angel weighing her down, she gave him a smirk, mixed with a bit of pain, before goading him on! It seemed that The Morrigan had no fear of what came next, but that was fine with Angel! His face lit up with a smile at her words, and he would eagerly reach down to grab hold of her arms, pulling them up and over his legs!

"Oh, I will! You're going to love this one... and I'm going to love putting you in it..." Angel's voice took on a lustful edge at the end, and after he finished, he'd reach down and grip The Morrigan's chin, slowly and surely pulling her up and backwards, into a classic camel clutch! If this was where it ended, it would have been a bit tame, but once the hold was applied, Angel's hands would shift to something far more tantalizing! The bottom of The Morrigan's top, where the blonde would gingerly slip his fingers inside her outfit, before yanking it upwards, letting her big breasts spill out and into full view of the crowd!

"Much better... gosh, you're so gorgeous..." Angel whispered, and with Morrigan's breasts exposed, he'd now switch his grip again, this time bringing his hands to her tits and taking them in his palms, beginning a slow, gentle massage! The camel clutch would still be straining her spine, but now it was mixed with the gentle massage he gave her boobs, teasingly pinching her nipples every so often as he looked to mix pain and pleasure! All while he leaned down and bit gently into her neck, giving her a love bite that would stick around far after the match concluded!