Andy-kun vs Felicia (complete)

He was ready to connect a combo with his second finisher, but he was a bi reluctant because of the damnedly cute appearance of the nekogirl.
"You'd better give up now, Felicia..." he panted into her bosom, emphasizing his words by sensually rubbing their crotches together once again and giving her a further butt-groping.

"Aaaaah....aaaaagh....nnnngh, stop!" Felicia cried as she slammed a fist into the side of Andy's head. She was bright red with arousal, and her legs were twitching with every rub of Andy's crotch against her pelvis, but she still had plenty of fight in her.

"Ourghh... u asked for it, kitty!" He said with a slight disappointment for not getting to submit her with the Rough Seduction. He shifted to his 2nd finisher, the Naughty Powerbomb. He hoisted Felicia up with her legs resting on each of his shoulder, so that he had a chance to wiggle his face into her wet pussy for teasing. He then turned towards the ring, ready for the powerbomb.
That was often a critic point of his matches, cause the bomb was his most lethal move but he also was exposed to a counter, with his face wedged in that dangerous position.

Felicia gave an exhausted sigh as Andy finally stopped rubbing against her. A second later, however, she was lifted up by the legs so that she was draped into a sitting position on his shoulders, her damp pussy positioned against his face. SLowly, Andy began to walk to the center of the ring, wiggling his face into her pussy as he did so.

"H-hey! Stop that!" she exclaimed. With that, she began to slam her fist again and again into Andy's skull, before quickly arching back, hoping to flip him over.

He went for the powerbomb but Felicia's attempt caused him to get unbalanced forward. She fell down on the mat anyways, but Andy could not apply additonal momentum from his weight. Quite the opposite, he was thrusted forward, ending slammed on the mat himself.

Felicia cried out in pain as she was slammed down back-first into the mat. Her body arched in pain as she rolled to the side, groaning.

"Dam it... so close" He knew he had made a bad mistake, missing to finish this for lack of concentration, and now he was not in a good situation, laying down with his head spinning from the several restrainting holds she had put him in so far. He knew he had to beware of more squeezing and smothering submissions now, with his stamina levels dangerously lower than usual.

Felicia's own head was spinning as she lay on the mat as well, and her back felt quite sore. Groaning, the catgirl rolled herself onto her front and began to slowly and agonizingly push herself up to her knees.

Andy turned to face her, on kneeling stance himself. Still a bit confused, he came forward and went for a basic move, trying to clench hands together with her and hopefully push her down, gaining an advantage.

As Andy came crawling towards her, looking for a lockup, Felicia simply grunted and threw a forearm at his face, before following up with a shoulder-charge to his chest.