Wildly Riding The Cute Angel~ (Dabriel vs Cary)

"What else would it look like?!" Dabriel fumed between clenched teeth. The naive look the cat had made it clear that he was mocking the angel. As Cary further sank his claws into Dabriel's flesh, the angel began to howl from the sharp agony shooting through his skin. "S-Stop!" He yelled, unable to take much more of the pain from the torturous claws of his opponent.

And then just as he felt Cary never would, the cat finally did release him in a rare show of mercy. Dabriel caught a brief sight of his hands, with deep cuts marring his skin. But at least he was free, and he took a quick sigh of relief. And then he felt the furred knuckles of his foe bury itself his gut. "Hyurk!!" The wind exploded out of Dabriel's lungs as his eyes grew wide, hunching over somewhat. He glanced up, expecting to see his no doubt smug foe...but instead saw only the ropes and the audience beyond. So wait. Where was...?

The truth dawned upon him too late, as he felt Cary's leg slam into him from behind. Dabriel cried out and toppled to the ground, falling on his back. He bounced upon the mat and sent a small tremor around the ring, the angel clutching his lower back. "Nngh..." He grunted. A stamping sound next to his head caused the angel's eyes to fall on a foot, and soon afterwards the face of his confident foe who was leaning down at him.

Cary's figure was illuminated by the lights hanging overhead, and his stance and smile gave him a dominating essence as he gleefully taunted and flirted with Dabriel. The glint in Cary's eye was one of a predator, who knew they had found a special kind of prey they could take their time toying with before going in for the kill. The angel could only stare back up, almost mesmerised by the cat above. "I..." He managed to mumble out, his face turning pink as the feline outlined his intent to do as he pleased with the innocent angel by the end of the match.

As Cary stepped over him, his sleek tail began to worm its way down to Dabriel to almost seductively wrap itself around the back of his head. The soft fur tickling his neck was enough to snap the angel out of his momentary lapse, who shot a defiant glare up at the foe standing over him. "I didn't step in this ring to kiss and cuddle, I stepped in with the intent to wrestle and win!" He yelled, rolling away before the tail could lock itself around his head.

Clambering to his feet, Dabriel wasted no time in rushing to lock his arms around Cary's waist once again. But this time, he'd squeeze tightly against the cat's stomach with his arms crossed over Cary's midsection, intending to hoist him off his feet into the air. If Cary didn't manage to stop it in time, Dabriel would press the feline tightly against himself with his arms to apply pressure, trapping him in a reverse bear hug!

Cary was receiving quite the intense amount of enjoyment from his opponents flustered state as he continued to stand facing away from him while gradually preparing for some kind of finishing move. The feline actually closing his eyes and thinking of all the spectacular things he could do with his beaten opponent, causing his surprisingly large member to twitch and grow underneath his tight bright pink ring attire. Sure he hadn't technically won yet but there is no reason why he shouldn't. Dabriel was down for the count and didn't look like he would be getting up anytime soon, and if Cary could easily score one point what would stop him from getting another just as fast?

This question was swiftly answered however as the feline heard his previously incapacitated opponent suddenly yelling out some obvious words of defiance, Cary's previously closed eyes snapping open as he tried to turn around to face the angel to see what he was doing, unable to move fast enough before he found himself being swiftly hoisted up from the ground in a tightly locked reverse bear-hug! Completely ruining his finisher preparation and forcing him to have to try and get the angel down to the canvas once again!

"Nyaahhh!!" Cary whined as both his movement and breathing were now being heavily restricted by Dabriel. The pain of the hold rapidly rising by the moment as the distraught feline violently kicked his legs and swung his body around in different directions, either trying to dislodge himself or topple the angel's balance so he would fall over and therefore be forced to either let up on the he hold a bit or release him all together.

Once he had been struggling for a while but felt as if he wasn't getting anywhere Cary knew that he had to either change up his strategy dramatically or fall unconscious and most likely get pinned by the angel whilst he was out, losing him a point and potentially even the match, and with the amount of followers and fans which he had watching the fight tonight, the feline could simply not let that happen, no matter what he had to do.

Quickly concocting a devilish scheme in his head Cary would purposefully slow his struggling bit by bit, pretending as if he was gradually losing the ability to fight before he would pretend to faint all together, his head drooping down as he went completely limp in the angel's arms, cleverly appearing as if he had actually fallen unconscious. The crafty cat would even allow a bit of dribble to leak from his mouth and drip down his facial fur, really wanting to sell his fake unconscious act for exactly what he had planned.

While pretending to be out cold Cary would subtly move his tail around, taking great care to avoid touching Dabriel with it until he managed to get it behind him and into position. In one swift moment the seductive feline would attempt to use his well-positioned tail to aggressively yank down the angel's wrestling attire! Hopefully being able to use the distraction to abruptly spring to life and break free of his hold!

"Gotcha!" Dabriel grinned as he compressed Cary's stomach with his arms, squeezing the air out of his opponent bit by bit. The feisty feline was tossing and turning in every direction he could, trying to break free. But Dabriel refused to let go, reaffirming his hold on the foe.

"Heh. Kitty all tuckered out?" The angel watched in triumph as Cary's attempts to escape slowly began to cease, completely fooled by the cat's pretend act. To him, his foe seemed to have completely 'fainted', and Dabriel could see how lifeless the cat's limbs were. Even his head had rolled forward! The first point was in the bag for the angel, that much he was sure of-

Something ticklish pounced on him from behind, pulling down his wrestling shorts. "Wha-!?" The angel glanced down and suddenly turned as red as a beetroot, his rear end and member on perfect display for the audience. Some laughed at the sight of the exposed angel and a couple even gave him wolf whistles.

Instantly, Dabriel released Cary and turned away in a panic, hurriedly pulling his ring gear back up around his hips with a still embarrassed red hue on his cheeks. He was completely bewildered, how had that happened? While lost in his confusion, with his back to his momentarily forgotten opponent, Dabriel would be completely unprepared for whatever assault the feline had prepared for him!

"Nyhaha!! You've got plenty to show angel boy, no need to be so embarrassed!!" Cary laughed out mockingly as he nimbly hopped away before spinning on his dainty heels. The feline having plenty of time to simply stand back and watch his heavily flustered opponent stumble off to try to pull up his wrestling attire as quickly as possible, not managing to be nearly fast enough to prevent both the aroused cat and audience from seeing exactly what he was hiding.

Not intending on letting Dabriel have a chance of getting a hold of him again Cary wasted no more time before rapidly closing the gap between the two of them, crouching down as he arrived behind the angel before immediately using all of the strength in his surprisingly powerful legs to spring back up again, hooking both of his arms around his foes waist as he moved to get as much pure momentum as he could for one massive German Suplex!  

However even as his opponents skull collided with the canvas with a devastating crash Cary was still not finished! Making sure Dabriel didn't move from his current injured position the skilled feline turned himself around to face the opposite direction, tightly relocking his arms in their previous position before leaping into the air, bringing the angel down headfirst into the unforgivingly hard mat yet again before actually letting go!

Finally rolling back up to his feet once more Cary would take a few seconds to simply admire his skilfully executed move combination before moving closer to Dabriel with one hand on his hip, stepping over him and simply looking at his beaten form with a purely unamused expression before falling to his knees, going for a pinfall with his crotch firmly planted on his foes face.

The angel felt his cheeks flush at the taunting sound that was Cary's laugh, quickly pulling his tights up to cover himself and his delicate rear end. Before he could wheel around to face his foe, the feline had practically pounced his way across the ring and locked both his arms around Dabriel's waist. "H-Hey! What-" The angel was cut off - with surprising speed, strength and momentum Cary hoisted Dabriel off his feet. The angel cried whilst sailing through the air, before his skull and spine smashed savagely onto the canvas behind him.

"UGH!!" The angel's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets from the pain, like someone had just stabbed a knife into his head. His spine felt aflame from the impact, and a steadily growing numbness in his head delayed his thought process. Though he expected the cat to release him and allow him to flop to the mat, Cary instead kept a tight hold on Dabriel.

He quickly found out why. The feline was standing over him and clenching his arms around the angel's waist yet again. Dabriel's eyes grew wide as he realised just what the sinister cat had planned for him, lifting him into the air and holding the helpless angel upside down for a classic piledriver!

In his inverted position, the angel could tell his head was moving down towards the canvas. "N-No! Stop-" His futile plea was ignored as Cary harshly spiked him head-first into the ground to the cheers and roars of the spectators. A surge of electricity exploded across the angel's mind, his eyes glistening with agony. The impact is enough to send a violent tremor throughout his whole body, sending a couple of feathers from his wings free to glide gently through the air.

His body flops down to the canvas, rolling slightly onto his back as the angel barely stirs. The feathers that had been shaken from his wings gently drifted down onto his battered body. Dabriel slowly began to regain his senses, where the first thing he saw was his unimpressed opponent standing haughtily over him. That same dominating presence the cat seems to so effortlessly wield has a clear effect on the feeble angel, who only stares above in awe.

And then suddenly his view was covered in pure pink.

His face grew as pink as the feline's ring gear, the angel attempting to struggle in vain under Cary who had decided the angel's face made for a nice throne. "MMMRPH!!" His protest was muffled against Cary's crotch, weakly lifting his arms and placing them on the feline's thighs to try and throw the cat off. But he just didn't have the strength after that fierce combination his foe had delivered, and the heat of Cary's crotch was making him dizzy and sweaty himself. The referee landed besides the pair, beginning the pin attempt.

"One...two...!"

"Mmmph..." The angel's pitiful moan was joined by his hands falling from Cary's fur to the canvas, his hope of escaping from this perilous situation fading fast...

"Three!"

The third and decision clap against the canvas sounded across the ring, followed by the ring of the bell to signal the successful pin fall. Dabriel's plucky spirit sank, and he became still whilst trapped under Cary, who had victoriously gained the first point of the match.

POINT 1: CARY VIA PINFALL

"Mmm~ Don't enjoy yourself too much~ We've got an entire point to go until the real fun starts~" Cary purred in amusement as Dabriel desperately protested against his current position but couldn't get anything out except pitiful muffled yells. The overly confident feline not even bothering to do anything about when the angel put his hands on his thighs, finding his opponents pathetic struggles to break free to be nothing more than extra entertainment.

Whilst the referee got down to count Dabriel out Cary let out a bored sigh, casually flicking his hair from his eyes before crossing his arms in wait for the inevitable. Looking over at the rapidly counting referee with a mildly intrigued expression as one of his fluffy ears twitched lightly, only looking back at the incapacitated Dabriel once the count to three had finished and the audience erupted with a mixture of deafening cheers and boos.

"Hmf. So, are you always this pathetic? Not like that's a bad thing of course. The more useless wrestlers there are the more people I have to help make me look as amazing as I am. Although I do hope you don't whine too much when I fuck you infront of all these people." Cary mewled out once more with a bit more aggression in his voice, keeping up the humiliating position as he tightly grasped a hold of the angel's hair, using it as leverage to carelessly pull his opponents face further into his crotch.

Luckily for Dabriel however the referee soon intervened with Cary's continuous gloating, stepping in and telling the feline to leave the angel alone for a moment and allow him to recuperate a bit. With a sly smile on his face the seductive kitty did as he had been told, releasing his tight grip on Dabriel's nicely kept hair before standing up, turning away from his opponent and scraping his feet on the ground as if he was throwing litter back onto his foe before properly strutting away, casually leaning himself against one of the turnbuckles as he waited for Dabriel to properly recover.

"Dabriel I might not seem it but I promise you I'm actually rather generous when it comes down to it." Cary mused over to his still recovering opponent while checking his nails, making sure none of them had been damaged during the fight before he spoke out once more. "Once this is all over. Which let's be honest, it will be soon. Would you prefer having my cock in your mouth? Or being rammed inside of you? Your decision really." The feline continued with a devilish giggle, trying to dishearten his foe as much as possible before he had even gotten back up.

The angel remained pinned under his opponent's crotch as the bell sounded. Though he seemed motionless and his eyes were closed, he could hear every demeaning word that Cary mewled at him, and the threat the feline promised to deliver at the end of the match. Dabriel made a weak moan as the cat snatched at his hair and grinded his victim's face into his groin further, the angel's cheeks further flushing with embarrassment.

Finally, the cat released him at the ref's order. Dabriel's head flopped back down to the canvas and he began to stir, slowly and shakily beginning to rise. He managed to get on all fours as Cary began to taunt him some more, the angel panting heavily and still red from the humiliation the cat had put him through just now. He listened to the feline outline his choices with a sadistic giggle as he remained on his hands and knees.

“Heh...hahaha.” The angel began to laugh despite his bruises on his body and his rough breathing. “Is that what you think? Because I see a third option.” Dabriel's head rose up, offering a confident grin on his face. “You, taking a nap on the canvas and declawed after I pin you.” Though he wobbled as he finally managed to will his legs to stand and support his body, he kept on smirking at the cat leaning against the turnbuckle, the audience cheers at him successfully rising fuelling his defiant spirit. “So enjoy this victory for now, because it's going to be your last one tonight!”

Dabriel backed himself towards the turnbuckle opposite Cary, grabbing hold of the ropes and stretching his limbs with the help of them while constantly keeping his eyes on his opponent. And when the bell ring to signal the second part of the match, the angel made an instant dash for the furred feline. His wings flapping outwards, Dabriel launched himself through the air with his feet out-first, aiming to drop-kick Cary directly in the chest and nail him against the turnbuckle!

"Nyeh..?" Cary mewled curiously as Dabriel's sudden laughter caught his attention, the feline remaining leant up against the turnbuckle but moving himself a little so he had a better view to watch the angel, confusion covering his expression as he didn't understand what his opponent found so amusing. Dabriel had just been pinned in one of the most humiliating ways possible, he had been beaten and bruised like a ragdoll, yet he was laughing? In Cary's opinion this idiot didn't have anything which he should be finding at all funny. Unless of course he was entertained by the idea of himself losing.

With each defiant word that his insolent opponent so carelessly spat Cary's face fell further into anger. The felines fur beginning to stand on end as his rage continuously built, truly reaching it's breaking point when the large majority of the moronic audience began cheering for this useless and pathetic act. "Nyahhrr... You've got some nerve... I'll remind you about this little show of defiance once I've finished fucking you..." The angered Cary growled, pushing himself off of the turnbuckle a bit and unsheathing his claws, clearly preparing for whatever the second half of this intense match would bring.

Whilst they waited for the next round of the match to begin Cary did as Dabriel was doing, making sure to properly stretch all of the required areas while never removing his seriously piercing gaze from the angel, at one point both gently and seductively rubbing a few of his claws around his tight pink wrestling attire as a form of wordless taunting. The moment the bell rang the devilish feline acted in a similar manner to his foe, instantly dashing towards Dabriel with a fiendish idea about how he could turn this situation to be heavily in his favour.

What Cary didn't expect however, was for Dabriel to start employing the use of his wings and start gaining far more momentum than previously estimated. With his expression jumping in panic once he realised what was about to happen Cary sprinted straight into Dabriel's devastating wing boosted drop-kick! The previously confident feline unable to scream out due to being majorly winded as his face began showing signs of some serious pain, his small form flying back and colliding with the turnbuckle with a might bang, immediately sending the limp feline down to his rear and even having enough force to shake the ring!

So Cary was, quite literally, bringing the claws out. Seeing the feline so riled up only made Dabriel's grin broader. It was a tad off-putting to see the cat stare him down while running his hands sensually over his pink attire, but the angel was going to make sure he put a stop to those antics. As the feline ran to meet the angel, he clearly hadn't foreseen Dabriel utilising his wings for additional momentum. The cat's expression lit up in alarm as he ran directly into the angel's feet, flying back against the canvas and so winded that he couldn't even cry out!

The angel touched upon the ground, kneeling with a triumphant smirk as Cary slid down the turnbuckle into a sitting position, the cat clearly dazed. “Oh, I'm sorry.” He said teasingly, enjoying the sight of the confident and flirtatious feline knocked for six. “Does the ring look like one of those furred beds to you? Sorry to do this, but you're about to get a serious wake up call!”

Moving towards the cat, Dabriel would grab hold of Cary's legs and pull him from the turnbuckle, laying the injured cat on the canvas staring up at the lights. With his wings flapping as he bent his knees, Dabriel would jump up and leap onto the turnbuckle, turning around while smiling down at his intended target. The cat currently on the ring mat. The audience roared their approval for what the angel had planned, who brought up his fists and rolled his index fingers over each other to imply a somersault move! And that's exactly what he'd do, flying off the turnbuckle and somersaulting through the air in an aerial display before crashing down on his front, aiming to collide with the downed Cary!

Not able to respond to Dabriel's surprisingly quite subdued taunting Cary just sat in the corner which he had been so unpleasantly smashed into, throwing the best tantrum he could muster with such little strength as he tightly clutched his chest with both arms, rapidly bouncing his feet up and down on the canvas one after the other while releasing numerous quiet pained groans and coughs. The impact on it's own would have been quite potent, but with the added pressure which had been pilled on top by the feline sprinting straight into it the surprise move had clearly been absouloutely destructive to say the least.

"Nyeehh... S-Stop... I-Idiot..." Cary whined quietly in protest as he felt himself being pulled from the corner to a more central position in the ring, the feline wasting no time to restart trash talking even if the ability to speak had only just returned to him. With his eyes firmly closed and his face still thoroughly scrunched up in pain Cary didn't even know what his opponent was preparing for. However with the audience suddenly bursting with activity and a large majority of them wanting Dabriel to come out as the victor, the cat could tell that it wasn't anything that would benefit him in any sense of the word.

Sprawled out on the canvas with his eyes still shut Cary didn't have any preparation for when Dabriel suddenly came crashing into him like a ton of bricks. The felines thinly structured form unnaturally bouncing off of the canvas a bit as he released a very audible cry of pain, landing back on the mat as quickly as he came off of it with a highly unpleasant throbbing pain now plaguing his midsection, his fur spiking defensively and ears falling back to show his displeasure for what had just happened as he attempted to curl up into a ball, both to protect himself from a pin attempt and any further attacks that the angel may try to inflict.