Suzanna vs Sir Michael Meldors

Suzanna was down basically once the suplex landed.
Cleverly for her, she rolled across the ring after landing, hoping to roll away and avoid the man's blessed butt.

Michael ended up sitting on the mat of the ring before he noticed Suzanna move. Once he sat down, he turned to face her. "Damn you, stay still!" he demanded in flustration before diving at her. He was getting frustrated from her constant dodging and wiggling out, but he would get a hold of her and not let go one of these attempts.

Suzanna jumped around the ring, trying to spin around him, and if she could, taunt him with a butt bump to the face, before running off.
"I'm gonna make you just worship my butt, even better then a cross" She giggled.

Michael was getting even more flustrated. Suzanna's constant dodging was making it worse and worse. Luckily for her, it wasn't going to get replaced with anger as the Paladin could tell it was solely playful. Michael turned to face her again, rushing at her and pouncing at her again

Suzanna continued her mocking of the knight, twisting every which way. "Catch me if you c-"
She was stopped mid sentence due to being well...pounced on.

Michael smiled deviously as he stared into Suzanna's eyes. He finally got a hold of her and he wasn't going to let her escape, mostly because he didn't want to go 0-2. He repositioned himself ontop of Suzanna, straddling on top of her, ready to use his signature move Lay on Hands. He moved his hands into grope her breasts roughly, twisting and squeezing them.

Suzanna squirmed and squeaked, slapping her hands around helplessly. "OWIEOWIEOWIEEE" She cried, weakly rolling around. She was blushing, looking at him.

With Michael performing his finisher, it was only a matter of time before Suzanna would tap out. Michael was used to her flailing around, so the hands constantly slapping him had no obvious effect on him. He was getting close to winning, at least in his eyes. He just needed to apply a bit more force on her breasts. Then again, she seemed to like her butt more. "Tell you what, tap out now and I won't do this to your butt." he threatened. If she doesn't he would get off, flip her over, and torture her ass.

She would squirm and squirm and squirm, but didn't seem to give up. "NO WAIT!"
She screamed, before she was spun over onto the ground, and felt him roughly toying with her ass.
She began to slap the ground, kicking up and down, making a commotion.
"I GIVE I GIVE!"

Michael gave a bit of a smirk. It was a quick match, but a fun one nonetheless. He stood up and used his foot to roll Suzanna onto her side before offering her a hand up. "No hard feelings?" He gave a friendly smile, hoping he didn't cross the line with her by playing with her most favored asset, no pun intended.