Harmless Rematch

Clyde felt like he had been hit with a small truck after Alessa used all her strength to just thrust him off of her and landed hard on his back with quite a bit of force. "Geez..." He let out, shaking his head as he tried to collect himself. Getting tossed by Alessa was never too much fun.

Then she lifted him up. "H-Huh? Alley wa-..." Clyde would try to say, wanting to trick Alessa into stopping but was soon taken off his feet and flipped forth, landing down hard on his back again, arching up after impact, shutting his eyes tightly. "Ughhhhh..." Groaned Clyde as he writhed around, getting dominated again as he layed in front of Alessa's feet, not looking up her skirt considering his eyes were shut.

"Ooh!" Alessa would let out as Clyde's back collided with the floor. She knew that the carpeted floor was definitely nothing like the ring canvas, making her a little worried. She figured in her head that it might not be all that smart to keep slamming him onto the floor, but she didn't know much any other ways to fight in a wrestling match.

Thinking for a second, she would shake her head, figuring what she could do. She would sit herself down, trying to grab at Clyde's hair and pull his head up, attempting to sling her legs around his head and lock him in a headscissors, extending her legs out down his torso and crossing her ankles together if she could.

Dazed by the slam, Clyde barely noticed Alessa sitting down behind him until he suddenly felt her hands upon his head before she gripped him by his messy hair, causing him to wince a bit. "O-Oww! H-Hey! That hurts!!!" Clyde would complain as his head was placed between Alessa's thighs. He then felt her smooth legs wrap around his head, feeling some of her thigh rubbing up against the top of his cheeks as she locked in the headscissors and began to squeeze.

"A-Ahhhnnn... Clyde would groan out he placed his hands firmly on Alessa's thighs, trying to pry them apart as fast as he could before this wore him down, his face turning red from the pressure along with the feeling of Alessa's legs around his head.

"Yeaah it's supposed to!" Alessa would say in response to Clyde's complaints as she would pull him in for the headscissors hold. Placing his head between her thighs, she would squeeze as hard as she could in the headscissors, really trying to do some damage or possibly make him tap this early on.

"There!" She would let out as it was locked in, feeling Clyde trying to pry her legs apart in an attempt to escaping the hold. "Nope! I'm stronger than youu Clyde." Alessa would let out almost with a happy tone as she continued to lock him in the headscissors. She didn't really notice he was affected by the feeling of her legs, keeping her thighs pressed against his cheeks in the hold.

"Y-Yeah... I can tell..!" Groaned Clyde as he gritted down tightly on his teeth, wincing in pain as Alessa squeezed his head with her thighs as hard as she could, practically crushing the cranium of the weaker blonde, kicking his legs about as Alessa's thighs rested against his cheeks, unable to pry them apart as she squeezed his head so tightly. He was going to tap at this rate. He had to escape.

"Uuughhhh..." He'd let out, trying to fight through the pain and flustered feelings to try and turn him and Alessa over, trying to fight hard against her grip and put the both of them on their front.

"Mhm!" Alessa would let out happily as she kept the hold locked in as tight as she could. She seemed pretty pleased that her legs were more powerful than Clyde's prying hands. She felt like she had already claimed her victory that easily and that she would just be able to take him out from this headscissors alone.

"Wha??" Soon after though, Clyde seemed to decide to go for another approach. Alessa would feel the force of the two turning over, both ending up on their front. Alessa was a little disoriented by the move, but would attempt to still keep him locked in the hold.

Alessa was definitely close to beating Clyde with that headscissors hold and that's he was desperate to escape as fast as possible, prompting Clyde to make that urgent turn to get the two over on their front but Alessa still had him in the hold!

"A-Agghhhh... L-Let go..." Clyde let out, his head now under Alessa's body and trapped there. The pressure was getting to him, he didn't escape soon he was going to tap! So Clyde would lift his hands up and attempt to push on the easiest thing he could push on, which happened to be Alessa's rear, which Clyde would inadvertently, place his palms on and push against to try and get his head loose.

If he didn't escape. He was going to tap.

"Still not getting away!" Alessa would let out as they were turned over, Alessa now pretty much lying on the back of his head with the headscissors locked in. She had it held in for so long, she felt like it was only a matter of time before Clyde would tap out, leaving her to claim him as her personal grappling dummy.

However, the next thing that happened took her by surprise. In his attempt to escape he had inadvertently pressed both his hands on her rear, trying to push her away. "Hah!?" Alessa would let out as she felt the pushing, causing her body to jump slightly before she would release the headscissors, crawling forward and turning herself around, sitting down.

"H-hey that wasn't fair! You're not supposed to touch me there!" Alessa would let out, pouting a bit as she crossed her arms, her face reddened a bit, but she was clearly more frustrated that she had to break the hold than she was that Clyde had his hands on her butt.

Clyde didn't mean to end up pushing on Alessa's rear, but he was nonetheless glad that he managed to get free from her grasp, unable to help himself from laughing at her cute yelp and flustered pouting while he rubbed his throbbing head.

"I wasn't tryin' to on purpose! Besides! Now you kinda know how I felt when you started ridin' my face!" Clyde would let out with a teasing grin. "You weren't like this before... Now you're all shy? Must of been a one time thing..." He'd remark before trying to dive for Alessa legs and try to yank her towards him.

Attempting to grab Alessa's ankles and left them up, placing his head between them before trying to fold her body over, his stomach resting against skirt covered rear and he leaned over, his face not too far off from Alessa's, attempting to reach down and grab her hands and lock fingers with her and lock in a tight, standing variation of matchbook pin, hoping this would be the final thing needed to beat Alessa.

"...This embaressin' ya Alley? This pin? Could always just let me win... One...." He'd tell her smugly, thinking she wouldn't escape from how close and a bit intimate the pin could feel for her.

"Weelll...that was..I-I don't know what that was but still!" Alessa would let out in response to Clyde's words, remembering when she had done that in their last match. It was true she was taken away by the sensation that she was feeling, and remembering it now was causing her to blush slightly. All this would cause her to be taken off guard as Clyde lunged at her, grabbing her legs and pulling her towards him.

She would let out a little yell of surprise before she found herself on her back. Soon after though, Clyde would fold her up in the pin, keeping her hands down on the floor as their fingers locked and he pressed his stomach against her rear. Alessa's eyes would dart around as her face would turn a deeper red.

"Wh-Clyde g-get off!" Alessa would let out, indeed quite embarrassed by the pin as Clyde started counting for it. She would shake her head, trying to push him up and away, blushing deeper as it cause her rear to rub against him.