Re: A Showdown of Cute and Ciwt (Iyaya vs. Jasper)

by dlamp Thu May 13, 2021 1:39 am

The drop took the wind out of Iyaya. He laid on the canvas with labored breaths and a sore back. "Haah... haah..." He could only look up at the lights above while trying to collect himself, unable to do much aside from pant and groan. But Jasper was in much better shape. The lights above were soon switched out for Jasper's smiling face, a smile that held little warmth and affection. Iyaya was expecting taunts, a bit of teasing at his state or even some light flirting.

What didn't expect was for the guy to get frisky.

"Hyah?!" Iyaya's face went beet red. Between all the heavy hits and sweating the two were doing in this match it was hard to hide that the physical teasing was having an effect. The touch was almost pleasing. But then... came the kiss. It wasn't a deep or passionate one, but the innocence of it... had an rather obvious effect on his lower end. "Dick," His hissed. But sadly, Jasper wasn't out to just turn Iyaya on and flirt. The light teasing and flirting made his body relax, completely off guard for the sudden offense that took place next.

"Oooof!" A knee strike, and a rather rough one that left Iyaya literally breathless as the crowd celebrated their little hero turning the tables and Iyaya left to stew in pain and arousal as Jasper played to the crowd.

by Diesel_Electric_Razor Sun May 16, 2021 5:54 pm

Battered, bloody and thoroughly angered yet aroused, Jasper was relatively speaking done dealing with the Imp's shit, he'd tried to be nice to him, he really did try... "I wonder if you ever thought that'd being such a right bloody wanker would end well for you..." He said quietly as he walked towards the ropes with an odd certain grace akin to that of a feline, the crowd in total support of the small Welsh bluenette in his clash against the frustrating American Imp who did little to endear himself to the crowd.

making his way over to the nearest corner whilst stretching his arms, the Welsh bluenette would look back at his battered foe as he stewed in pain, struggling to get back up... Now Jasper was never a cruel sort of boy, but seeing that cruel little imp in pain made him smile, it felt good putting this pillock in his place. Leaning back on the ropes Jasper would lick his lips as he pushed himself back, letting the tension build in the ropes as he pressed his back against the strong cables before finally Jasper catapulted himself off the ropes and rushed the Imp as he made his back up to his feet and delivering a hard running Round-House kick to the Imp's face!

"Cymerwch hwn i chi!" Jasper yelled out again in his native tongue, the crowd letting out a cheerful pop for the Bluenette's sudden offensive.

by dlamp Sat May 22, 2021 4:36 am

"Uuuug..." It took a moment, but Iyaya was finally coming to. That blow to the gut had him seeing stars for a moment. For someone just as small as him, Jasper could pack a punch. "Egn..." It was struggle to just sit up, and even then all he could really make out were all the cheering fans that were chanting Jasper's name, along with a glimpse of Jasper's shadow walking along the edge of the ring.

And the next thing he saw was that same shadow running right at him.

Just as Iyaya was able to sit up and get his bearing back, he was slammed right in the face by Jasper's roundhouse, much to the crowd's pleasure as they cheered their hero on. "Gruh!" And much to Iyaya's displeasure as he slammed right back into the ground, dazed by the blow and looking up seeing spots and lights.

by Diesel_Electric_Razor Mon May 31, 2021 1:22 am

With that hard kick against Iyaya's face, Jasper was quite pleased with himself considering how much the tables had turned against the annoying little American imp, so with his foe slammed back down onto the mat the Welsh bluenette would bend down and grab his downed opponent by his shoulders, bringing Iyaya back up to his feet the Welsh feline would quickly set to work with further torturing his opponent.

"We're just getting started, Prat." Jasper hissed at Iyaya as whilst the Imp was standing, with this done the Welsh boy moved his right foot between Iyaya's legs whilst grabbing and having Iyaya's left arm wrap around his right-leg, then hooked said leg on Iyaya's left leg, effectively trapping the imp with his upper body bent down whilst standing, giving Jasper the opportunity to soon raise and then hook his left-leg up around Iyaya's neck as the Imp bent down, finally putting the finishing touch to his submission by the thrashed up American imp's right-arm and then yanking it up wards, stretching Iyaya out rather painfully.

"Now I call this one the 'Aberystwyth Wrap Up'... quite lovely like?... A little stretchy-stretchy never hurt now doesn't it~?" Jasper teased cruelly, quite happy to painfully stretch his foe out in this submission...

by dlamp Fri Jun 04, 2021 6:39 pm

The suffering was far from over. Jasper refused to let Iyaya stay down, taking him by the shoulders and forcing him to his feet before hissing out one more threat. Iyaya himself was still in a bit of a daze from the blows he took, but he could at least manage a glare and snarl back at the guy. "Piss off, Brit-Tits." It was the most he could manage before the boy made his next move. And... it was one hell of a move too.

Like a goddamn cat, Jasper wrapped himself around Iyaya's body, his legs draping over the Imp's neck and wrapping around his leg. And as nice it was to feel the skintight outfit and bare legs of a twink, it was only matched by the absolute torture that was Jasper yanking at his arm while pushing his weight down on Iyaya's body, making a very top heavy and painful submission as his arm was stretched into searing agony in the brat's 'Wrap Up'. "Aaaaah!" And God did it hurt. As if coals were rubbing at his arm, Jasper was doing all but yanking the damn thing out its socket. Not help was the boy's teasing.

"Go suck on a crumpet, asshole!" He shot back, biting down hard to not give Jasper anymore satisfaction.

by Diesel_Electric_Razor Mon Jun 07, 2021 11:12 am

With each tug of the pained Imp's arm, it appeared Iyaya was writhing in pain which was something that the typically rather kind Jasper was seemingly reveling in, savoring in each pained groan that the Imp let out. "Oh C'mon... it's just a little stretching~" The Welsh cat purred to himself softly in reply to Iyaya's snarl as he continued to tormented the Imp, Now while in the back of his mind the Welsh bluenette did feel just a teeeny tiny bit sorry for him... what little sympathy the Welsh boy had towards his opponent was outweighed by an intense anger as to put it simply. Jasper had made up his mind and Iyaya deserved everything he was being subjected to.

"Again with the lazy English stereotypes?... I'm Bloody Welsh you stupid boy." Jasper said quietly as he stopped pulling on the Imp's trapped arm, looking more disinterested and bemused than anything else. "...Oes rhaid i chi fynnu bod mor dwp?" He replied properly then before yanking again on Iyaya's arm, somewhat disappointed by his dogged determination to not groan in pain, but still enjoying Iyaya's comeuppance immensely as a cruel idea came to the boy's head.

"This'll be fun..." Jasper said quietly to himself as he started this new offensive by slowly unhooking his limbs from the Imp, making sure that they were ready for a quick get away as he slowly beginning to shift and roll his weight around, looking to make Iyaya fall to the mat. Should the Welsh Bluenette succeed he would immediately begin freeing his limbs from the trapped Imp who was dazed and battered by the Wrap-Up before quickly moving and shifting himself to straddle the poor git in a position that one could call as errr... rather sensual with Jasper effectively trapping Iyaya in an odd Sixty-Nine with the Welsh boy straddling atop the Imp with his legs nice and tight around his opponent's neck.

"Remember wanker... you did this to yourself~" Jasper teased softly before he began to slowly squeeze down upon Iyaya's throat with those powerful thighs of his, his most powerful weapon.

by dlamp Mon Jun 07, 2021 2:41 pm

"Like I... care..." The searing pain didn't stop in the least. Jasper was set on wringing out as much pain and suffering for the Imp as possible, only pausing to give a retort before going right back to yanking on his arm. "Gh!" Resisting the urge to scream was all he could manage, and it seemed to be getting to Jasper. To Iyaya's surprise he slowly started to pry himself off the Imp, giving a little relief in terms of the weight on him.

But that weight wasn't being it relieved, it was being shifted.

And with little to put up in terms of resistance Iyaya tipped right over, falling flat on his back with a thud with Jasper on top of him. "Uuugh..." The previous hold already had him reeling, but this impact definitely had him seeing stars. And Jasper took full advantage, unhooking himself completely and immediately getting his legs and thighs around Iyaya's neck for a tight and rather intimate scissor hold. Not only starting to choke the Imp, but making his face red from both the lack of air and compromising position as the boy basically had full access to his lower half. "A-Ahh!"

by Diesel_Electric_Razor Tue Jun 08, 2021 5:40 am

Using his thighs on an opponent's neck... that was something the Welsh boy cherished, his legs were to put it simply, really quite strong and using them to choke an opponent out was something he always relished in, especially when his foe is as much of a Wanker as Iyaya was. With this noted it would come to be a surprise when suddenly. "Hmmnn... I guess I'll ask you once." The Welsh boy said with his cheeks flushed a scarlet shade of red from the sensual nature of their position, his voice strong with both a teasing yet simultaneously genuinely sincere tone to it, now while Jasper had made up his mind that Iyaya deserved everything he was getting, that little voice of mercy in his head had finally managed to win his mind over as the Welsh kitten lightly loosened his hold over Iyaya's throat with his thighs, not by much mind as he was still keeping enough pressure on the Imp's body as to make sure that he couldn't escape, but enough was relinquished to allow him to speak...

Softly Jasper then asked his opponent. "Do you submit?..." He said, an odd teasingly coy cadence to his voice as he asked. "I promise I'll stop choking and thrashing you about like the stupid little muppet you are if you do~" Jasper said as he awaited the Imp's answer expectantly.

by dlamp Fri Jun 11, 2021 1:12 pm

It was surprise Jasper was just content to choke Iyaya out. After all the taunts, teasing, and insults he threw at the guy, and given the position the two were in Iyaya had some assumption that Jasper would get... frisky give that he had full access to Iyaya's lower end. But thankfully the guy was at least enough of a sport to just finish the match with Iyaya keeping a little dignity.

Well, until he loosened up a little.

Not by much, just barely enough to breathe and talk so he could submit. "You..." Iyaya's eyes narrowed. Maybe the guy was being merciful, maybe he was just rubbing in his position, but that coy tone of his along with even coyer accent made the Imp's blood boil. "Drop dead," Iyaya glared at Jasper, gritting his teeth. He refused to beg this jackass for mercy.

by Diesel_Electric_Razor Tue Jun 22, 2021 8:26 am

And just like that, right as he offered his foe an olive branch, a chance to surrender and not suffer a humiliating defeat, the Imp flat out refused, even with the slim Welsh lad's (Admittedly) thick thighs squeezing down on the sides of his neck with the force of a freight locomotive, the Imp simply refused to yield, even when offered Mercy by his opponent!... Now on one hand Jasper had to admit, that was some admirable determination, but on the other then well the Imp had dug his own grave and Jasper's conscious was totally clear in throwing the Imp into it.

"Oh... Well now that's just stupid of you Mate." Jasper said with both a smug tone, a slight disdain present in his voice. "Just remember then, Imp." he continued. "You dug your own Bloody grave." He finished as his powerful legs began to squeeze down upon Iyaya's windpipe with the simple goal of a Knockout.

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