Ataru vs Angel (for Alexandra)

With his arm locked in place by Angel, Ataru was now stuck in her bodyscissors. The ropes were not so far from his free arm, but they were out of reach in any case.
And, his struggles were slowing down as Angel continued to squeeze him weaker, his vision starting to blur, due to of lack of air. "Ngh....c-can't.. breathe...", he hissed with a barely hearable voice.

Angel gave her legs a hard wrench around him, giving a sudden jerk on his arm at the same time. "That's it, little boy?" she purred at him. "If this is all you've got, I'm disappointed..."

Angel's repeated squeeze drained Ataru of another slight amount of his weakening strenghts, sending a wave of numbness through his body and mind.

Curiously, it was mainly the sharp painful sensation to his twisted arm to keep the boy from drifting into unconsciousness at this point. "Ngrrrr....!" , he groaned, trying to reach at Angel's legs in an attempt to unlock her ankles and get free of her scissors.

As Ataru reached for her legs, Angel would watch in amusement, then actually give in to his wishes, letting her legs loosen up, releasing his arm to give the boy a chance to escape her...

Ataru was quite embarassed as Angel watched over his fruitless efforts: it almost looked like she was doing some playful wrestling with a child.

He rolled away with a groan, breathing in welcome air as she finally loosened her hold allowing him to get free.

"D-Damn..you're quite good..", he had to admit with blushing face. His arm was slightly numb because of the long entrapment, but uneasiness for being toyed so easily urged him to strike back without a rest:
from a kneeling stance, Ataru would thrust forward aiming to pounce Angel with a basic tackle at waist height.

Angel would be taken aback by the sudden tackle, falling right onto her back with Ataru on top. However, she didn't seem too fazed by this, looking up at him with with a kinky grin and a sultry tone in her voice, as if she was trying to unnerve him with her flirty attitude and sheer confidence alone.

"Got me on my back, huh? Know how many people would kill to be in your position, cutie?"

She grinned wider, waiting for him to make a move against her...

"H-Heh... it's not hard to believe that", he smiled back at Angel, hesitating for a moment. She was so teasingly beautiful that he could not think at anything but kiss her.... After a second, the boy would blush and shake his head as in to snap himself back into reality. If she didn't capitalize his hesitation, Ataru would then hoist Angel into a sitting stance, trying to transition from a pin to a kneeling headlock.

While Ataru sat there staring at her beauty, Angel would lash up with her arms, trying to grab the boy so that she would roll over onto the top of him. If she was able to, she would move back into his lap and pull him up into a sitting position, and from THERE she would go for an altogether cheap move: knowing how weak he seemed to be against such a beautiful woman, she would suddenly throw her arms around him, trying to pull him face first into her generous cleavage, hoping to both distract him some more as well as begin to smother the poor boy...

Ataru had deluded himself that he was in control now, which unwittingly assisted in Angel turning the tables:
before he knew what exactely was going on, she had rolled him down and pulled him up into her generous bosom, trapping him in such a teasingly maternal hold.

"mmrfffff...!". His muffled voice would vibrate against her breasts, his hands flailing around in blindfolded embarassement while he was confusingly trying to pull himself out of her seductive suffocation.

Angel hugged him nice and tight to herself, smiling down at him, even going so far as to slowly rub a hand against the small of his back.

"Now now...just give me your surrender and I'll let you go..."