Edward Sealgair vs Noomi Holm: Air Boom vs Boom Noom!

Normally, the answer to such a question would of been "Yes", of course, as any fighter worth their salt would answer...but then, those fighters didn't have Noomi on top of them, nuzzling and nibbling on them, humping against their backsides. What fighter could possibly resist that?

Thus, the answer to her first question was a low "Uhhhh...ohhhh..." in response, the blonde boy shivering a little as she sensually worked him over, each grinding hump of her hips against his getting a light "Uh!" out of him, his face bright red, and, while she couldn't see it, his cock was fully hard in his speedo, pressing against the mat, multiple catcalls coming from the audience.

"You're... (uh!) your doing...really...(uh!)...(uh!) gooood..."

Edward's inability to form words to respond as well of his failing resistance only served to strengthen her resolve to keep up with pampering her captive with sweet affections. She buried her face in his neck, taking loudly sucking kissing all up along his skin. She occasionally returned his his ear to give it a small nibble or lick, but she was making her way down his face slowly from behind.

She giggled mischievously as his soft heaves and moans, increasing how hard she thrusted, pressing firmly to his rump as she grinded her covered crotch up against his tight backside. Once he had turned his head enough to try and speak with her, she leaned over his shoulder a bit more, just enough to seize his lips in hers again.

"Mmm." She hummed cheerfully into his lips, slowly withdrawing her hands from the grip she held over his wrists. Her fingers dragged up along his arms, palms rubbing his body as they retreated up to his back. Noomi's subtly ease her hand under his arms, tucking them back to lock behind his neck in a full nelson

If she had caught him completely, she would withdraw from their kiss with a small pop from their lips. She would lean her weight back, securing her straddle across his back to arch him backwards to since in the hold. She didn't apply too much pressure, instead using this as a means to capture him again while she rubbed up against his backside again. "You're so much cuter than my normal sparring partners~"

In a way, this was kind of the best match of Ed's career so far...in a manner of speaking. Everything Noomi did just felt so good. Her body on top of his, her nibbles and kisses, each thrust of her hips against his waist...and that kiss, it sent shivers through his entire body. He couldn't even hide his moans as her tongue rubbed against his, and when it finally broke, he had to blink several times and shake his head, blonde ponytail brushing back and forth, trying to get his head together.

"You're uh...cute yourself...aren't we supposed to be fighting?" he asked, not entirely sure if they were still technically in a match...until she answered the question for him by pulling him up in a loose full nelson hold, his bare chest up off the mat. "I'm...not gonna tap out to this." was the next thing to come out of his mouth, the celtic teen trying to re-focus on the actual match aspect of things...even if part of him didn't really want to.

"Oh! Yeah… I guess we are suppose to be." Noomi breathed out a regretful sigh as if this realization was one of the saddest things she had ever heard. Slowly but surely she leaned further back, arms tightening around Edward's until she had a rather strong full nelson clutch locked in, bringing the boy back to the point of breaking as she should have likely done from the beginning.

"How about this, hmm~? Think you could tap to something like this?" Still, she scooted her backside up against the small of his back with a playful giggle. Lack of raw power didn't mean much when you had leverage and position, and the freedom Edward had allowed her made for a very painful reminder of how effective a good submission could be even in the hands of someone not very strong.

The sweetheart streamer buried her face into Edward's hair, shaking her head from side to side as she blew out a raspberry to send his unbraided locks scattered unkempt to the side. She let out a laugh, leaning in and out of the submission, treating his back like a teeter totter animal ride you might find in a playground.

Sometimes, Ed really needed to learn to just keep his mouth shut. This was clearly one of those times, as he went from moaning in pleasure, to groaning in discomfort, to flat out yelling in pain as she bent his body in half, the perfectly executed Full Nelson making it difficult to try and reach for the ropes, or pull himself to the ropes, given he couldn't reach the mat, instead being rocked back and forth by his sensual opponent, who was more talented than he gave her credit for.

"On-On second though-AH!...I-i...I think I prefer when you were kissing and humping me..." he groaned out, his situation not at all helped by his stiff member being pressed hard against the mat as she sat on him. To his credit though, he still didn't submit, kicking his bare legs and stretching them, trying to see if he was close enough to get at least a toe on the ropes!

"Pffff, no take backs! You can't go around giving a girl mixed signals like that, ya'know?" With a angelic little giggle she leeeeeeeaned back as far as she could, straining Edward's limber body to its most extreme. It seemed as though she intended to keep it there, no longer rocking at all. She wiggled slightly as he kicked and struggled but managed to maintain a commanding hold over the situation…

Until the official shouted for a rope break. Her wide grin drooped to a frown as she turned her head to glance back, pigtails swishing from side to side. Sure enough, the boy beneath her had managed to get her toes up onto the rope. She let out a loud audible sigh of disappointment. Noomi unraveled her arms by the first count, letting Edward fall to the mat beneath her.

Her palms clapped against his shoulders, keeping him shoved to the mat as she pushed herself back up to her feet. As she rose, Noomi remained bent forward briefly just to playfully swat at Edward's braid with a smirk. "Things were just getting good too."

Bow legged she wobble walked over top of him, giving a small hop once she was far enough away to walk normally. She paid him no real mind as she stepped away with a small sashay, giving him some room before twirling back around to face him. Her skirt puffed out around her as she turned, clicking her heels back together as she waited.

Why did people keep walking on top of him? Such was one of the many questions going through Ed's head as he was freed from the painful full nelson hold thanks to an extremely lucky stretch of the short teens legs.

Still, painful as it was being stretched and bent, his back and neck hurting, he only needed seconds before he started pushing himself up, rubbing the back of his neck with a groan, looking over at the lovely Swedish girl. "Damn, good move, that really hurt. You know...I'm starting to think you're not as cute and innocent as you seem...well, ok, you're cute, but not innocent!" he said, getting up to his bare feet, and trying to ignore the bulge in his speedo as he confronted the girl on her devious seeming ways.

Noomi pinched the sides of her top, giving a few hard tugs to adjust the garment, it gave her  breasts a light jiggle as she watched Edward rise up. Her bright eyes remain affixed to him as he spoke, twinkling with obvious mirth in regards to his observation. At first all she gave was a small giggle, popping her tongue out at him.

"Aw, you're too sweet! You're practically giving me cavities… my dentist is going to hate you!" She gave a wide picture perfect smile showing of her pristine pearly whites. Noomi rarely seemed to sit still, casually swaying from side to side with a tiny wiggle as they conversed.

"I'm really innocent!" She insisted, pursing her lips for effect. "This is my first real match after all. It would be really silly if I didn't know how to wrestle a bit when I joined a wrestling federation though!" Her pigtails bobbed as she tilted her head to the side, flashing another adorable smile to accompany her very matter of fact statement.

Noomi lowered her body slightly, assuming a more viable grappling stance. Arms raised, fingers wiggling she inched closer as if offering another lock up. It didn't last for more than a second or two as she broke into a quick run, closing in the distance between the. In no time flat. She spun around, kicking off the mat to leap high into the air and soar backwards at Edward with her backside shoved outward, trying to clobber him with a flying hip attack right in his face!

There was no recovering from this for her, fully committed to the attack with her legs kicked out, if she hit the attack, she would land right on top of him again and attempt to straddle his face to nestle it up against her cheeks. If she missed, well, she was going to drop onto her butt pretty hard.

Ed was, admittedly, a little mentally slowed once a cute girl started necking up on him like Noomi had been doing most of the match so far, not entirely certain about how "innocent" Noomi really was. Maybe she was just really affectionate and happened to be pretty talented as well? Either way, she didn't seem malicious, which was probably more important.

"Well, I guess you have a po-MMF!" He had been starting to say, while getting into a grapple stance, only for Noomi's pantie clad butt to smack him right into the face, dropping the cute blonde boy onto the mat, the incredibly quick girls attack taking him off guard once again, kicking his bare heels against the mat in protest as she took her seat!

Noomi let out a cheer as she launched herself backwards with reckless abandon, catching her opponent mid sentence. Her weight carrier him down to the mat hard, backside bouncing against his head before she had settled on top of him. The giggling Swed wiggled her rear, nestling her panty clad crotch firmly against Edward's facial features as her legs shifted to accommodate straddling his head.

She sucked in her lips, cheeks brightening with a rosy hue as she bumped and grinded a bit unintentionally against his face. She planted her palms on his chest, running them over his body almost hungrily to appease her own growing appetite. For getting down and dirty with her current competition.

"What do I have to do~?" She cooed softly, leaning forward while her hands pushed outward, traveling down across his body. Her fingers stopped at the boys speedo, wiggling teasingly as she plucked and pinched at the waistline of the garment creating a subtle threat to its impending removal.

To her, it was another chance for a game between the two. With a grin, she hooked a finger up under the band of his speedo, sleeping the other hand up over top of Edward's obvious bulge. She swirled her palm over top of it, letting he fingers stroke at him as if he were some manner of pet, testing how obedient he might have become. All the whirl she slowly worked her finger along his speedo to tug it a little further down, giving him ample opportunity to stop her if he was able to resist a bit of heavy petting. "Tell me more about how cute I am. I like that."