Game RP Abused Desires (Knight of None)

She slid her arms under his as he tried to bind her up, levering it away from her neck as she shifted her weight, ignoring the feeling of her breasts being squished as she did all she could to keep herself from ending up trapped beneath him. Her legs moved as well, one dangling behind his back as the other pressed against his midriff, trying to make space.
 
She twisted in response to his movements, trying to slip out from him to make space, taking mere seconds to return to her feet as she tried to figure out how to keep him down... She twisted and grabbed at him, wanting to get herself behind him again, hoping he'd fall for a trick this time, as she feinted moving right then snapped to his left.
 
As she moved right, he shifted his hands up, moving to receive her . She changed her position, moving from the left, his body lowered and he seized her from.the middle, his hands grasping her waist and ass. He lebered her up, though she was heavier, he was trying to use the momentum to flip her.
 
As she wrapped her legs around his head, he flushed a little, his eyes looking down as he realized he was looking straight under her skirt. But back up at her face, focusing on the fight. "Not happening Fat Ass!" He said. It wasn't a horrible pin to be in either...but he honestly was just that stubborn at the idea of giving up. He grabbed upwards, try to lever her legs apart.
 
As he tried to lever her legs apart, she was forced to shift her position ontop of him as she tried to keep his head between her thighs, her hips shifting forwards unintentionally until his head was almost entirely under her skirt, leaving him nowhere else to look but her panties. In retrospect, he really should have had her change into her fighting suit for this... "Wanna bet? This Fat Ass is gonna keep you trapped under it!"
 
"...We are still talking about wrestling right?" He said as his head vanished under her skirt. God if she was in her battle suits...nope. still would be a good wayto lose. Was he even losing? He rustled up underneath her, his hands paing around for a gap, squeezing her thighs, prying her legs, his head thrashing s bit, his breath heating her panties, his face bumping between her legs. His hands moved around, grabbing her skirt, her ass, pushing her upwards.
 
"Depends... What do you want it to mean?" Her reply was teasing as she wriggled ontop of him in response to the breath against her panties "Mmm... Ahn~! No you don't!" She moaned before spreading her legs and squeezing them tightly against him again as he got a good grip and started to push her upwards, her response to shift and lean forwards against him, putting as much weight as she could over him to keep him trapped as best she could.
 
"Mm? Mary you're a fat assed little FRE-ACK-" he choked as she suddenly closed her thighs tighter, he leaning practically pushing her panties up in his face. Boons hands grasped at her ass cheeks, his grip tight and slapped on her. His voice was muffled now while he 'fought' his mouth rubbing inti her. Welp. He had to weaken her grapple somehow!
 
Mary grinned as she cut him off, before biting her lip as he pressed his face up into her, his hands on her ass actually just helping her to keep the pressure on as she moaned softly from his tongue starting to rub against her slit "Ahn~ I'm the Fre-Ahn~! Freak? I'm not the one licking at...mmm... The slit of the person pinning me!" She retorted, even as his move would backfire, her body clearly enjoying it and only tensing her thighs around him.
 
"Mm~Ultanate- Taktik-" he muffled from between her legs as her thighs squeezed. She wasn't as powerful as a Combusken, or a fighting type, or a larger mon luckily, so his risk was mostly...strangulation or smothering rather than crushing. His breathe was hot...not it was embers, smoking and burning her panties away to lick at her directly, his fingers spanking on her ass a bit and rubbing on her cheeks. "Yu- druuped it on ne- yu thu Freak-"
 
Boon smirked inti her a bit, his hit tongue flicking inti her clit as she retorted against him. His lips wrapped around clot, sucking on it a little. He moaned inti her, vibrating his voice against it. As she quirmed and twitched, his hands rubbed on her ass, lulling her deeper into the moment. He was focused on victory....but why not settle her a little inti a false sense of distraction.
 
She squirmed more, feeling his hands and smirking a little "Aww, what's wrong Boon? Can't muster the strength to shove me off? Or are you too busy licking and sucking at me like the good little boy you are?" She taunted, the high she felt from the arousal mixing with her pride that she'd managed to pin him to make a perfect storm, waiting for his rebuttal.
 
"Mmmm~hm?" He hummed almost as if he was distracted by sucking her pussy dry, his hands squeezing her ass cheeks tighter, hus tongue plunging inti her sweet heated folds. Her taunting was rebutted as hus legs kicked up wrapping his legs around her upper torso, and neck to bind her in his own leg choke.
 
Boon sat up, looking down at her now as his hands grabbed thighs, slowly prying them apart and holding her ankles. "What were you saying about me? Fat Ass." He teased as he started ti tighten the pressure on her a bit. Not enough to choke her. But letting her feel it's squeeze. His tongue lulled out , slurping on her pussy a bit.
 
Her legs thrashed in his grip, even as her hands tried to pry his legs apart, her eyes still staring at him as she opened her mouth "Was... say-Urk!" She was cut off as he upped the pressure on her, even as she struggled not to moan as he returned his tongue to her open slit, her skirt falling down and exposing it and her ass.
 
He smirked io her. "Mm~spicy- " he teased as he plunged his tongue unti her pussy deeply. Already he was putting harder pressure on her. His hands held onto her, sliding them ro her ankles to keep them spread. She felt him hardening under her back, enjoying the taste of her, holding this position.
 
"Mm~come on! Push! Yiu wanna hold me here!" He teased between laps abd kicked, his tongue heating up, licking hard faster and swirling inti her. "Mm- if you want to get strong, you can get strong to make me drink your nectar in a spar-" he said , pushing hus mouth inti her, rubbing his lips against her clit .
 
Her wriggling around got more aggressive, trying to twist so he was below her even as his own pressing would keep her easily underneath her, her shoulders still easily pinned down to the ground by his legs. He'd be able to taste her sweetness dancing across his tongue as he continued to bully her slit with his mouth.
 
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