Wildly Riding The Cute Angel~ (Dabriel vs Cary)

Huh, normally his somersaults had a tendency to backfire on him. Well, not today! The angel soared through the air and flopped down directly on Cary's mid-section, the feline not even attempting to hide his pain from the somersault. His fur bristled as the cat rolled away into a ball from Dabriel, who cocked an eyebrow in surprise.

"Guess you're more delicate than you look." The angel teased with a little chuckle as he swooped down. His skin felt sharp pricks from Cary's spiked fur, but the angel did his best to ignore the pain as he made to grab the feline's head and heft him up onto his feet. "But you're gonna have to try harder to protect yourself from me!"

From there, the angel would seize the cat's head around his right arm in a side headlock, beginning to squeeze down upon his neck in order to apply some pressure and give the feline difficulty when it came to breathing! Given that he was already hurting from the aerial, Dabriel was pretty confident Cary wouldn't be able to offer a counter.

"Hrrr!!! The only thing that's going to be delicate after this match is over is your ass!!! I promise that you aren't going to be able to sit down properly for a LONG time afterwards!!!" Cary cursed as he was thoroughly reinvigorated by Dabriel's taunting words, the fact that the angel had forced him to move from his previous balled up recovery position doing nothing to help quell his already terrible temper.

Cary's words were not to be taken lightly however. The donkey might gave been a complete spoiled brat when it came to antics in the ring, but he wasn't bluffing when he swore that his opponent wouldn't be able to rest on his rear properly after a sexual encounter. Dabriel would have to watch himself if he didn't want to be on the receiving end of one exceedingly painful time. Speaking of which.

"Get off of me you winged fuck!!!" The donkey spat in pure hatred despite Dabriel messing with his airflow, the currently in trouble Cary thrashing and struggling against his oppressor to seemingly no end until he raised up the appropriate hand, thrusting it back so he was able to get a good handful of his opponents prominent bulge before he gave everything he had managed to grasp a vicious twist.

"Not gonna happen!" The angel retorted at Cary's protest. A small part of him was intimidated by the donkey's ferocious temper, but he had the animal at his mercy! To reaffirm his grip as Cary thrashed around wildly in a desperate bid for freedom, Dabriel squeezed even tighter around his foe's neck to apply further pressure. Just a little more, and he'd seize the point to be even in this match.

His eyes followed Cary's hand as it moved up. Was he trying to reach the ropes? No, the donkey had something far more sinister in mind. His arm swung back and grabbed ahold of the angel's crotch, causing Dabriel to blush. "H-Hey! Get your hands off-!!" Without any warning, Cary twisted the winged boy's package. Dabriel's eyes bulged out of his sockets, his arms going slack as the headlock on Cary loosened.

The numb feeling in his legs was too much for him - the moment he released the donkey Dabriel crumpled forward to the canvas. The angel's eyes had become pure white, rolling into the back of his head with his jaw slack on the floor. His hands were placed on his bulge, a tender massage being applied. But it wasn't much of one - he couldn't will any part of his body to life after that cruel trick. His mind felt completely empty as he lay there, struggling to process his surroundings or situation, and giving Cary a perfect opportunity to take control of the match.

"HA!" Cary sang out triumphantly as his dirty tactic managed to completely ruin any fight which Dabriel was putting up, forcing the angel to not only let go of him, but to collapse into a pathetic heap on the canvas. Very much amused at how miserable of a wrestler his opponent was, the young donkey couldn't help but stand back for a moment, looking down at Dabriel with the smuggest of smiles, doing what he did best and preparing some cruel insults.

"Awww~ Whats the matter Dabriel? Cant handle somebody giving your manhood a gentle little pull?" He said with an immeasurable amount of fake sympathy in his voice, pretending to look sad for a moment as he drastically undersold exactly how hard he had grabbed his opponents package. "That victory fuck looks like it's getting mighty close~ Don't you think?" Cary asked as that same cruel expression resurfaced within an instant, a swift kick being all he needed to get Dabriel on his back and into a better position.

As Dabriel was in no position to make much of a reply Cary would just scoff and give his eyes a brief roll, casually strolling towards the angel's upper half. "You know what really fucking pisses me off? Other wrestlers. You're all just so... Worthless... And I'm the only one with the skills to put you in your place. Beneath me." The donkey continued to insult as he carefully placed a hoof on either side of Dabriel's head, giving each one of his own ass-cheeks a massive slap before kicking his hooves out from under him, his huge ass impacting with his opponents unprotected face. "AND I'M NOT FINISHED EITHER! TRY TO COUNT HIM OUT AND YOU CAN COUNT ON ME KNOCKING YOU OUT!" Cary yelled angrily at the referee with an aggressive point, not wanting her to count the pin.