Looking for trouble

Sarah moaned in pleasure as she felt Darren's face in her crotch, and she began grinding very slightly as she squeezed his head. Feeling his hands across her legs and butt, she smiled to herself and looked down at his struggling form.
"Well if you want me that bad..." she murmured, and tried to roll Darren over onto his back, which would leave her sat on his face while still scissoring his head.

Darren might be in pain but he definately heard the moan that erupted from Sarah it made his cheeks darken lightly although that wasn't the part that made his cheeks crimson it was the grinding that did that. He knew he would have to move quickly before he started to weaken the pressure in his head making him slightly dizzy that would just give the firey haired beauty more of an advantage over his predicament.

He could picture it in his mind. Lift up and curl the other into a pin and when she kicked out she would be sure to let go of his head, that sounded easy although that didn't quite go to plan he managed to get onto his knees as her thighs worked him over. Just at that moment he heard her voice and was soon taken to the floor again this time he was now laying on his back Sarah's butt places on his face. Now that was an even worse predicament since it was not just the force of her legs around his head keeping it place against her crotch cutting off his air supply it was the force of her legs and her weight cutting off his air supply. He let out another muffled protest as he pushed in vain on her butt in an attempt to get it off of his face.

Sarah wriggled her butt around as Darren groped at her, pleased with her new position on top of him.
"If you want that sweet arse for yourself, you gotta fight for it," she teased him, reaching back and slapping his chest as she did. The boy's struggles kept going just as strong, so Sarah grabbed his arms by the wrist and pulled them around to the front of her body, before sticking his hands up her shirt and resting them lightly on her breasts.
"Enjoy that, little boy," she laughed, grinding on his face again. "You're not gonna last much longer."

Darren could feel Sarah wiggling her butt almost trying to keep her seat either that or rub it in that she was in control of the match at the moment as he tried to push her off. He wasn't quite of out idea's yet. The blondle let out another muffled protest She then slapped his chest causng his hands to move and shield that place. It seemed shortlived though since The red head took possesion of his wrists and did something he wasn't quite expecting.

The blonde could feel his hands inching up Sarch's body until they lay on something soft He lightly squeezed before actually realising what it was. Her previous grinding seemed to commence as she seemed to laugh at his expense. Well hands on her chest made his postioning even worse for him although he brought his legs up aiming to force his knees into the the small of his opponent's back In an effort to get her off him although he wouldn't stop there he would try to do it a few more times hoping that would get her off his face. It seemed like the easiest thing to do at the moment and it would use the most effort in comparison to his previous idea.

Sarah yelped as she felt Darren's knees drive into her back, and quickly leant forward over him to avoid his next strike. After a moment's thought, she grinned to herself and slipped her shirt over her head before flinging it onto Darren's bed. She moved off of his face and moved down his body into a grapevine position to keep his legs in check. Her breasts hovered over his face, taunting him as they strained against her skimpy black bra. Lacing her hands in his to prevent him from pushing her off, Sarah leaned forward and dropped her breasts onto his face.

Darren gasped in the much needed air as Sarah had finally jumped off his face. Well that seemed to do the trick. At least it seemed the pressure was slowly evaportating. He still felt slightly dizzy maybe not the best thing when his opponent most likely only had a few aches and pains. His vision now clear he couldn't help but notice that she hadn't moved to far. Maybe he could use that to his advantage.

Once the redhead had moved he could pretty much see what she was going for and it made sences he was weakened and if he managed to get out of her next hold he didn't think he would e in any position to use his legs in the same way. Her butt seemed to slip past his face as she made her way down his body. He reacted quickly, well as quickly as he could. wrapping an arm around around her neck going for a facelock hoping that that would distract her from locking him too much in her clutches. With his legs intwined in hers he let out a groan. "I don't think I caught you name love." He managed to get out as he felt a light pain in his legs.

Sarah was caught off guard by the facelock, having assumed that Darren would be paralysed from the facesitting and headscissors. Her grapevine hold broke as she struggled to free herself.
"You're not getting anything outta me until this match ends," she gasped, pulling at his arm.

Darren let out a small sigh. At least he still had his instinct that didn't seem to have dereriorated. He kept himself laying back for the most part as a way of regaining his breath. He was relieved when he felt the pain in his legs subside although there was still alight stinging. He was sure if he tried to stand he would be a little shakey moreso with having to pull Sarah with him.

Once he had regained his baring he aiming to roll over so both him and the redhead would be on their sides. From there he allowed Sarah space to get to her feet taking her arm with his free hand as he aimed to swing his legs up although he wasn't going for a headscissors he went for the closest and easiest thing to lock in from this position. He tried to coil his legs around one of her arms his legs laying across her chest using them as almost a driving force to get her on her back.

He couldn't help but smile she seemed rather talkative when she was on her face and he couldn't reply. "Now thats just uncooperative." He teased sticking his tongue out at her.

Sarah couldn't believe she'd lost her dominant position so quickly, and now she was on her back with this guy holding her down. She lay still, trying to regain composure and ignored his teasing.
"Uncooperative is my middle name," she replied slowly, beginning to struggle against his grip.

Darren made sure he was in a position where he could move rather quickly His eyes trailed her body to see what the best way to made her situation worse would be. Now he was pretty into competion and at the moment it seemed like this could go either way. Adding alittle more pressure to her arm he lifted one of his legs before he brought it back down across her chest hoping to momentarly wind Sarah.

"Then again Uncooperative woman put up the best fights." He confessed sliding his legs away he kept possession of her arm using that to draw her closer pulling her body infront of him Pinning the arm he had possession of to the floor so it sprawled out behind her. He bent the arm at her elbow trapping her wrist between his calf and thigh. "You should know this move is going to hurt a hell of alot more than that silly armbar." He teased taking her other arm by her hand bringing it up and pulling it backwards so that would be behind her too. The blonde wasn't going to go for the brige yet he would save that for a little while best to make the red head suffer a little.

((OOC: If that was a little hard to follow the move would be at 30 seconds just without the bridge https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NzuuxL48go.))