A Slick Introduction: Setesh v Jack Frost

"Ahaa" So the spirit was still under the lingering influence of another slime. Setesh found that rather annoying, it was like someone else butting in on his match and ruining it, even if it was to help him. He'd have to track the guy down later.

Jacks fist made a wet FWACK sound as his bare fist pummeled the slimes jaw. Despite him being out of ice, he had tired Setesh somewhat from that barrage and his face was slightly dented. "Frosty's outta juice" Setesh cooed, reaching up to grab hold of Jack's hips. He reeled his head back and then thrust forward a head butt at the spirits gut.

"AGH!!" Jack cried out, feeling the slime's gelatin like head slam into the spirit's abdomen. Jack doubled over, coughing as a hand went to cradle his gut. Even though Setesh was just a slime, he put enough force into his hits to make them as effective as a normal human's!!! With Setesh still keeping a firm hold on his waist, Jack gave a hard push to give them some space.

Jacks hands pushed and shoved at Setesh's slick shoulders, but they did little in the way of separating the two. Rather, with the spirit doubled over he wasn't able to apply his strength the most effectively and his balance was off, creating an opening that the slime boy wanted to exploit.

Setesh's head went back and rammed into Jacks gut again, but this time doubled with the fact that he yanked the back of Jack's knees at the same time to topple him onto his back. Now the slime knelt between Jacks legs, still raised in the air and snug beneath his arms.

"This what you were looking for?" Setesh grinned, grinding his bulge forward on Jack's exposed bum. He'd then fall forward and allow gravity to smack his chest down on top of Jack's, where his hands would search for the spirits wrists to contain them.

Ghak!" Jack coughed out, with Setesh delivering another headbut to the spirit's stomach. The slime was able to turn the tables, yanking at Jack's legs to bring the young man crashing down on his back. Now Setesh was kneeling between Jack's legs, grinding his crotch against Jack's ass.

"Mmmmmmm" Jack moaned lightly, providing all the answer Setesh needed. Jack tried to buck, but the full weight of the slime fell down atop him, with his hands being pinned above his head. Jack struggled with gritted teeth, trying to fight the arousal inside of him and put up a fight, but given his current position, that was an unlikely outcome.

"Frosty looks like he's gonna melt" Setesh teased as he pretended to let Jack think he was breaking his wrists free, only to power through and slap them back down to the mat. He could feel the spirits arousal quite literally poking into his abdomen, which just made him want to play around even more.

However, the competition portion of the match seemed like it was over, Jack wasn't able to put up a real fight any longer, and Setesh was growing bored. To draw things to a close, he did release Jacks wrists this time but only so that his arms could slither down and around Jacks neck for a frontal sleeper. His slick legs spread out and he hooked the dorsum of his feet with Jacks to grapevine him.

"Naptime bro" he announced, finishing the hold by clamping his hand over Jacks nose and mouth. Golden yellow eyes would watch intently as he choked the winter spirit out.

"Mmmm...what...are- MMPH!?" Jack's reply was muffled by the slime's hand covering his nose and mouth, while his arms wrapped around his throat to lock in a frontal sleeper. The spirit tried to kick out with his legs, but they were also being restrained by the slime, who turned the hold into a grapevine.

"MMPH!!!" Jack's muffled voice cried, his torso and hips bucking as his lungs screamed for the precious oxygen that the slime was cutting him off from. The icy blue eyes met the golden yellow ones as his struggles began to die down, with his body's jerking dissolving into weak twitches of his hips. Jack felt light headed as his eyes began to flutter close.

"mmph....mmmmmmm" Jack's defiant grunts slowed and ended in a defeated moan, his body going limp with his head going slack in Setesh's grip. Jack was out cold.

Setesh jiggled Jacks head back and forth once the last vestiges of his resistance died down, just to be sure he was out for real. Satisfied with his work, he untangled himself from the spirit and sat up on his chest in triumph, grinning and waving to the audience. He lifted Jacks arm into the air and let it flop three times to the mat undisturbed to make his win official.

"And that's that" he said with finality. Before he left he'd reach down and give Jack a few solid gropes to make him aroused to full height. That way when he awoke, he'd be as horny as ever and still no closer to relief, a teasing parting "gift" from Setesh.