Phe-Phe vs. Okami

Unless you did nothing to prevent him, Okami would plant his feet on your way and wrap his arms quickly around you, hoisting you up in a frontal hug with his hands supporting your buttocks and the back of your thighs.

If successfull, he would turn around with the same fluid movement of the lifting maneuvre, and bring you down with a spine-buster.

Though, it would be a slightly softer version of a spinebuster, with Okami's arms bringing you down to soften the impact, rather than slamming your back down with full force... And a quite sensuous maneuvre too, with his sweaty body ending in a laying position between your spread legs, his hard-on pressing against your crotch during, and after the impact.

Since she was expecting herself to be thrown into the ropes, she was a bit surprised at the immediate, sudden shift in her momentum and the feeling of your strong arms wrapped around her.

"Ugh..."

Phe's expression winced just a bit from the tightness of your grip, but there's something about you taking control that caused her to feel other things besides pain.
While seemlingly helpless in your arms, fierce winds from an unknown velocity blew through the strands of her hair ...then...before she recognized it, her heart nearly lept out of her chest from a soundful fall. The hefty dunes of her bosoms danced just slightly from the impact.

"Okami..."

Was her first word as soon as Phe catches her breath from your spinebuster. Any pain she would've felt from that fall had been muffled with the feeling of your hardness against her secret place.

"T-that...was...that was good....got any more for me?"

Not even moving from her downed position, Phe reaches to cup your face gently. Her eyes not budging from yours.

"Take me, Okami...give me more...."

Still a bit dazed from the previous blood choke, he was not able to follow any fighting strategy, and his actions were just guided by instinct at the moment.

Okami's eyes would look down at you with a mix of affection, desire... and relief at your words. In fact, he would not forgive himself in case you was hurt.

You can feel his hips grinding a bit more against yours, his lean yet muscular frame pressing you down... one of his hands tracing your curvy shape caressingly, down to your glistening thigh, while his other hand gently moves a curl of your long hair from your lovely face.

"mnn... P-Phe-chan..", he would whisper, leaning closer enough to let his breathing bath your lips, "...ready to surrender, yet?" he would add with a smile, not meaning it mockingly as his glutes contract from the ppleasurable closeness, causing his hardness to press against your crotch with a new push of his hips.

(Welcome back, sweetums)

Phe's soft body held no protest to your exploring touch. Infact, the slight buck of her hips against yours was more of an inviting sign if anything. Still, one couldn't be sure as yet, that is, until Phe's sly smirk and toothy smile had been revealed to you when your hand wiped away the curl of hair from her damp face.

Her breathing was slow and steady. The twin, fleshy mountains on her chest rose with each intake of air, and her eyes remained frozen on yours.

Your teasing words didn't exactly catch her attention, quite possibly because all her mind had been registering at that moment was how hard you felt against her. Phe takes a long, silent whiff of your breath, and softly exhales...

"....you look like you want to kiss me, Okami...."

Phe's eyes narrowed. Her body limp and helpless like a lovedoll beneath your masculine mass.

"...well....do you?"

( thank you <3 )
Though Okami was having the upper stance by now, he felt like surrounded and sweetly bound in your seductive spell.

With his wide, double colored eyes entranced and irresistibly attracted, Okami would nod his head in cute response to your question, which gave him a funny "loving pup" looks, in sweetly amusing contrast with his ontop position.

Totally oblivious of the match, and only aware of your alluring closeness now, he would half-close his eyes in delight and lean down, letting his lips gently brush against yours.

If unstopped, he would then press himself closer for a sweet yet passionate kiss, letting out a faint moan at the irresistible touch of your smooth, velvet-like lips and the intimate rubbing of your warm crotch against his now so evident excitement.

Fully aware that you were leaning in to touch your lips with hers, she would attempt to roll over with herself ontop, hoping that your mind was too involved with your own lustful thoughts.

If she succeeds, her weight would sit cozily ontop of your pelvis, her legs straddling firmly around your waist, and her arms pinning yours to the mat.

"Still wanna kiss me, now?"

She would ask you, throwing her hair behind her shoulders to make sure she can admire your face clearly.

Okami gasped in surprise, as Phe's maneuvre snapped him back into reality with his beautiful opponent looking down at the straddle-pinned boy. Phe's luscious, smiling lips were looming over him, so teasingly inviting as she settled herself onto his glistening abs. "Umpff..."

He looks up at you, silently scolding himself for his ingenuity, nonetheless fascinated by your seductive way to throw your hair behind. "y-yes but...guess i should not forget this is still a match...s-stupid Okami" he replies with a cute blush of his cheeks.

Having his hands pinned down, your blushing prisoner starts squirming and bucking his hips up and down in an attempt to escape, matter of factly increasing the suggestive friction against your hips, which is not really helping him to keep focused.

"You don't have to fight it, Okami..."

A certain twinkle in her eyes gave away that she may be fully aware of your loins snuggled up inside her warmth. Once your hardness rose into her pelvis, in return, your movement was answered with a silent nod of her own hips against yours.

In the midst of the wordless conversation your bodies were having, a sharp intake of air escapes her throat, but it was too silent even for the empty stadium to hear.
Once she regained her composure, her eyes danced around your bare torso before resting on your face again.

"Besides, you feel like you're going to explode aaaany minute, now!"

The sweet seductive rocking of your hips is at least as much convincing as your lovely voice, craving Okami to lay back in aroused relaxation.
Though this is not a hentai match, he knows that letting you take erotic control will grant you a big advantage in a Sex Wars match. And he knows he would better resist your charms... But his mind is too mesmerized with pleasure to effectively fight back, especially when his own squirmings work in your favor.

"G-Gasp... m-maybe not a-any minute but s-soon at this rate...." Okami blushes at your playful comment, feeling the increasing heat down to his groin.
"..that doesn't mean i'm going to give up that easily though..", he adds with a shy smile, flexing his glutes instinctively which causes his member to bob and press a little deeper against your warm softness.

Without saying another word, Phe rolls herself with you ontop, and then she would wrap her right arm aound the back of your neck and lock it in with her left arm. Her left hand forming a fist which would now proceed to savagely crush your throat if you did nothing to stop the roll.

"Remember this?"

Phe would ask, teasingly. Her legs scissored over your body once again as she applies her Front Naked Choke.