Andy-kun vs Felicia (complete)

Andy flexed to tighten his hold. He had spent lots of energies in this fight and he was clenching his teeth trying to keep balance, needing to end this before he got too tired to keep the hold.
He placed one hand to her chin and pulled down hard, bending Felicia's body in a more painful position, while his other hand expertly stimulated her clit, aiming to make her give up for pain or cum in submission.

"Nnnnnnaaaaaaagh!" Felicia screamed as Andy bent her further. She felt him vigorously fingering her clit, and her legs began to twitch as she felt her pussy beginning to moisten. She flailed her arms all the more furiously, trying to throw a blind elbow at Andy's face.

"Urgh...!!!" Surprised by her resistence, Andy took the unexpected strike right on his face and was no more able to keep her longer in his hentai-torture-rack. But before letting go, he suddenly dropped to his knees with her still laying across his shoulders, connecting with a vicious back-breaker.
If it worked, he would try for the pin.

Pain lanced through Felicia's back as Andy applied the backbreaker. A second later, Andy released her, letting her topple unceremoniously onto her back. The catgirl's breasts rose and fell gently as she breathed shallowly, completely dazed after that vicious backbreaker.

Andy panted heavily, his energy being at its lowest, as well. With a slow, tired move he covered Felicia for the pin, pulling up one of her legs for better leverage as he tried to keep her shoulders down. His cheek was resting on her heaving breasts somewhat, but without any erotic intent now, though it was a pleasurable place to rest his exhausted face.
The count for the pin started: "1.... 2..... ". If it moved to 3, he would be declared winner of this contest.

At the very last second, however, Felicia's shoulder shot up, breaking the countdown, though Felicia still remained exhausted and panting on the mat.

"...It can't be....!" Andy breathed out in frustration, hardly believing she still had spirit and strenght to keep him stuck in the match. He hardly managed to arise into a sitting stance, pulling her up with him, so that her their heated, sweaty bodies were rubbed together in an apparently intimate closeness with her straddling his crotch frontally, feeling his hot labored breathing against her chest.

His plan was to squeeze her in a sensual version of a bearhug, but he was very tired and he moved slowly, so both of them had a chance to connect with a move from that position, depending on their remaining energy.

He hardly maneged to arise into a sitting stance, with her sitting on him, her hips straddling his still hard stuff as their heated, sweaty body were jointed in an apparently intimate closeness and she could feel his blowing his hot labored breathing against her chest.

(OOC: Wait, what? What is Felicia doing sitting on him now? As per my last post, she was lying down in exhaustion)

((OOC: Andy has pulled her up and put her in that position... sorry it was not so clear actually, i have edited my previous post to fix it))

Felicia was completely dazed as Andy pulled her up. The two of them were now sitting in front of each other, and Felicia could feel the warmth of Andy's body on her own. Dazed as she was, Felicia could do almost nothing to stop Andy as he suddenly squeezed her against himself. Felicia gasped as she felt Andy wrap his arms around her back, pressing her sweaty body against his and, in the process, pressing her crotch against his. Felicia grunted and squirmed, trying to wriggle free from Andy's grip, and in the process, caused her body to rub sensually against Andy's.