Old, Unhappy, Far-Off Things

Ro actually didn’t mind this feeling, at first. Their naked bodies pressed together, the heat of Army’s massive muscles radiating through her own flesh…of course, though, it meant something terrible was coming. Not that Ro was in any position to fight it. As Ro dangled on Army’s body, she tried to strike back. She was JUUUUST about to slam an elbow into him, when suddenly Army flipped her onto her back

Ro let out a roar of pain as she was put into the complex torture rack! Her eyes went wide and she tried to flail her legs and arms, but it was to no avail!

“Ngh…you…forget…this was a smother…match?” Ro growled through gritted teeth. “Not that this would make me tap!” She quickly added.

She tried to hit at Army wildly, aiming to hit him wherever she could, but it was more like blind shots than any coordinated attack. “But..ngh…I do like how this…shows off your muscles…” Army was right. This DID turn her on. His taught, powerful pecs throbbing with effort as he held her in place. His massive biceps bulging as he worked her legs. The light sheen of sweat on his delicious tan skin....mfff, he was a stud.

Had Army forgotten that this was a smother match?

...yes.

In his defense, it had more to do with reflexes that anything. With Ro gone, it wasn’t like he had the opportunity to participate in sensual matches all that much, so it was all too easy to fall into a routine with any kind of match, letting his habits get away from him. That wasn’t to say that putting her in a submission hold like this was a bad idea, far from it - wearing this woman down was going to be key, he knew damn well how limitless her stamina reserves could be. It just wasn’t a direct path to victory.

”Just giving you a little show.” He jerked his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the flailing. ”But if you want off…”

Army jumped straight up and dropped down to a single knee, driving Ro’s spin hard onto his shoulder and letting her fall to the canvas right after.

Clearly AFW had declined since Ro’s departure, if Army had gotten out of the habit of intense, violent, sensual, erotic fighting. Nevertheless, Ro did appreciate the opportunity to watch Army display his raw strength. She drank in the sight of his bulging muscles even as she squirmed, trying to knock into him wherever she could…

Fortunately, she managed to get down. Unfortunately, it was completely on her sexy rival’s terms.

“AGHHHHHHH!” Ro cried out as her back slammed down over Army’s shoulder! Her whole body tensed up like it had been shocked. Her abs flexed and loosened, her toes curled, and her eyes went wide! Finally, she rolled off of his body and onto the ground. Her eyes rolled up slightly, and she was clearly stunned. Her breasts heaved up and down, a little bit of drool leaked from her mouth, and her sweaty skin glimmered under the soft lights.

"Fuck...nice...aghhh..."

And down Ro went.

Army took a moment to stretch out after nailing her with that one, not only savoring the moment, but considering his next move. There were a lot of things he could do with Ro that wouldn’t have flown so well with other opponents, and he was going through the options.

He could just sit on her face. That was always fun.

Or a ballsmother. She used to like those, probably still did.

Or…

”Let’s try this out.” Army moved over the prone Ro and dropped down to straddle her lap, pinning her to the floor with a rough drop, sitting on her with his full weight. Reaching out, he grabbed her by the hair, pulled her face up, and jammed it between his pecs, giving her a full taste of the muscles she liked so much...and not much else, since she wouldn’t be able to breath.

And so, Army became the first man in Tension to use a breastsmother on his opponent. Sort of.

She definitely still did. And she still loved facesits—of course, she’d rather give than receive, but if she HAD to receive then she didn’t mind if it was from the hottest guy in AFW. But, no, as Ro lay writhing on the floor, clutching her back, Army decided to try a new idea…and it was a truly a unique experience.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMF!” Ro practically roared into Army’s amazing pecs. Her eyes rolled back and she began to grind her naked body up against Army. She thrashed from side to side, trying to escape, but Army had her locked up tight. Ro had to admit, this was an awesome hold and she was surprised just how well Army locked in the pec smother. She moaned out, and as she struggled she slid her tongue out, swirling it around Army’s salty, taught flesh, worshiping his pecs even as she tried to reach her hands around and raked her claws up Army’s back.

Ro always did enjoy mixing pleasure with pain.

Huh. That worked. Army was a little surprised.

What didn’t surprise him, though, was the reaction. Ro was a woman who liked many things, but near the top of her list would always be his pecs and getting smothered out. This was her cup of tea, no question, so the moan that came from his chest was all too natural. She was into this, loving every second of it.

But that wouldn’t stop her from retaliating, however. Wouldn’t stop her from dragging her claws down his back and giving a searing pain, one that made him release the hold on pure reflex. Hissing, he pushed her off and stumbled away as he tried to reach behind his back, a vain attempt to sooth the hellish pain

Indeed Ro did love his pecs. They were so strong, powerful, muscular, they were excellent. His back? Well, his back wasn’t BAD but it wasn’t her favorite part of him. That’s probably why while she was enjoying worshiping this thick, sweaty muscles, her hands chose his back to take out her aggression on.

Ro let out a gasp as Army got off of him, allowing her to get some much needed air. Her eyes were wide and her cheeks were almost as red as her hair as Army rolled away and tried to dull the sharp pain. Ro was having none of it.

As Army tried to escape, Ro let out a grunt and swept her feet to try and catch her ankles and bring him down. If it worked, she’d them try to grab his feet and spread his legs. She smirked. He’d know what was coming next, and so did she. She’d try to slam her leg out and smash it into Army’s crotch, crushing his thick, heavy balls against her bare foot!

The balls. With Ro, sooner or later, it always came down to his balls. They were one of her favorite targets, and in a match where there wasn’t any referee to keep her restrained, it was a given that she would get there, eventually.

So, really, he should’ve seen it coming. But he didn’t. And here he was.

He’d been trying to recoup after the damage to his back, when she came and snatched his ankles up, dumping him hard down on his back. That would’ve been bad enough, but when he realized she hadn’t let his ankles go, he knew that trouble was coming - only he couldn’t do anything to stop it.

”No, wait, don’t-”

Ro did it. If anything, the begging made her do it harder. Army squawked at the impact and rolled away, going into a spastic fit, flopping about on the floor like a livewire. He would up on his front, grasping his aching balls while he kicked his leg, ass upturned to the sky. Not the most dignified position, but that was the last thing on his mind right now.

It wasn’t Ro’s fault that they were such wonderful targets. And it’s not like it wasn’t fair—as far as Ro was concerned, Army could and should go for low blows too. She’s just crazy like that. In fact, given how often she had done this, Ro was almost surprised that Army didn’t have a counter ready. But then again, she did move pretty fast.

Ro grinned and CRUSHED her heel down, indeed squishing harder when she heard Army begging. She felt a rush of dominant sexual energy fill her body as he squawked out in pain, rolling and flopping on the floor like a fish out of water.

“Awww, sorry Army. They’re just too good to pass up!” Ro laughed, reaching down and double slapping him across both ass cheeks as he grasped his balls.

Now, it was time to go in for the kill. With Army still stunned, she flicked her foot out to nail him in the ribs and roll him on his front. If that worked, soon Army’s vision would descend into darkness as she got above him, lowering her bare ass over his face, cutting off his breath as she tried to grab and pin his arms!

Army supposed he couldn’t be too mad at Ro for going after his balls. It was in her nature, after all. Fish swam, birds flew, Ro Larren squeezed balls. In the end, he couldn’t fault her for being her.

Still, it did hurt like hell, and it could be easy to forget all that in the moment, a fact that she was about to take full advantage. Army was too busy tending to his aching balls to do much of anything else, to focus on anything but that pain, and by the time he started to get some clarity it was already too late. She had him down, pinned, and her pussy was coming towards his face at a rapid disturbing pace.

He took a deep breath, as much of one as he could, and then it all went dark.

Ro’s flesh covered his face, and he let out a long, aggravated moan into it, as he started to struggle beneath her. She wasn’t a heavy woman, but she wasn’t exactly light, either, and she had him pinned down well. For the moment, all he could do was thrash around, twisting left and right, fighting for even a single breath of air.