Patrice Vs Ataru - Bedroom cosplay match

Of course, Ataru had complied with Dr. Valentine's will with the sole purpose of gaining time and find a way out of her bindings, but the curvy blonde doctor wasn't having any of it:

Pinned down with his head nestled between her smooth strong thighs, Ataru could only watch in a mixture of despair and fascination as Patrice's peach-perfect ass descended upon the helpless patient, her soft buttcheeks perfectly adapting to his flushed face.

"M-Mnnffhhh..mffhhh... @///@". Sealed into her enveloping facesitting pin, Ataru couldn't inhale any air, only the sweet soporofic fumes that were still lacing her smooth skin. Like that, every failed attempt at getting air would lull Ataru into further sleepiness, enhancing the effects of her smothering hold as the boy's pityful squirmings were soon starting to slow down.

Trice didn't want to break her role as Dr. Valentine, and she had already noticed her patience starting to run a little thin with her patient. Besides, she was fully in control now, it was only her right to ensure that Ataru would succumb to his fate already, right?

Then again, was her conduct and methods of treatment being very doctor-ish right now? Smothering a patient like that? Maybe not... But! She was Dr. Valentine! For her, such treatments was just fully natural and expected... Besides, based on what she was hearing, the crowds were loving it.

As Ataru's squirms were dying down, she knew that she was going to finish this match now for once and for all.

No matter what optimistic escape plans Ataru could have been imagining, they weren't going to come true: with his face sealed underneath Patrice's hefty buttcheeks, all he could do was inhale her soporific scent, taking a full dose of her womanly sedation as her hips teasingly rocked him to slumberland.

With a cute surrendering sigh underneath her smothering derrière, the poor little patient spiraled down into sleepiness, much to the sexy doctor's satisfaction.
"M-mnnfhh... x///x".

As Ataru's squirms died down, the smile on Patrice's face grew wider. This had been her first match in Tension, and right now it began to appear as if nothing could stop it from being a victorious one! Granted, she couldn't claim that her opponent of the night would have been the strongest, biggest, or even the smartest one on the roster...but still. A victory was a victory, and nothing could take it away from her!

...of course, except for the fact that she actually had to win first. Having almost drifted away with her thoughts, similarly as Ataru was drifting away with his sweet suffocation, Trice suddenly realized that she should inject her opponent with Dr. Valentine's final treatment. Reaching backwards, the French blonde hooked one of the boy's legs, making it sure that no one could mistake the duo's current position for not being a pin, and just waiting for the official to confirm her final victory over the helpless boy!