Tiger Tamer

Taylor was grinning away as she popped back up to her feet, and instantly she had her hands on Johnny again. She took hold of his head as he got up and backed up with quick little steps, keeping his head low and pulling him forward. Then she stepped to the side, scissored her legs around his and rolled to fold his knees and bring him back down.

Johnny couldn't even get up before Taylor had hold of his head and was pulling on him. He draped an arm around her, hoping to get a good grip when she swung her legs around and pulled him to the ground. He landed on his stomach and grunted. Without looking back he pushed up with his hands and to try and get the leverage to spin himself so he was at least partially on his side and not on his stomach.

Taylor nimbly hopped over Johnny so that as he turned onto his side she was at his back. She reached down and hooked the elbow of his bottom arm, stepped over it to straddle it, and then sat down on Johnny's back while pulling up on his arm to flatten him out on his stomach.

She grabbed his wrist and straightened his arm out while she pulled back on it like a lever between her legs. "Whatsa matter? You thought this was a game?" She wiggled her butt on his back. She pulled hard enough on his arm to cause him some real pain, which meant she had to use most of her strength. "I'm not gonna go easy on you just because you're cute and I really want your body and you're sweet and patient and chill and your pecs and... What was I doing? Oh, right." She gave his arm another pull.

Before Johnny could even turn, Taylor was on him. He growled as she hopped on his back but then when he felt her pull on his arm, he sucked in a breath to keep from letting out a pained sound. "Is that right?" He said through clenched teeth. When he felt her pull his arm, this time he pulled against it to put some resistance on it. she was probably going to test his limits, but Johnny didn't mind that. In fact. That sounded pretty good to him.

Johnny used his free hand and pushed the palm into the ground and pushed with all his strength. WITHOUT Taylor's weight on top of him, he could manage a one-handed push up no problem. But he never tried it with it on him. he didn't really need to do THAT though. All he needed to do was get enough height to turn his body and throw her to the ground.

"Ack!" Taylor flopped forward onto her stomach, nearly braining herself on the coffee table in the process. Johnny's strength was impressive, and it was still a thrill to feel it, especially now.

She turned onto her back the moment she hit the floor and reached to regain her grip on Johnny's wrist. This time, she scissored her legs around his arm and pushed her hips up as she pulled to try to leverage him the other way, and put him on his back.

"Ohh, who trains with Cassie?" She bragged. "This girl!"

Johnny pulled his knees under him when Taylor flopped. He didn't mind being on the ground but he knew he couldn't just wait for her to dictate how things went. When Taylor threw her legs around his arm in the scissor, Johnny pulled a leg forward so he was on one knee.

Johnny grunted when he felt Taylor pull but thought he was in a good position to try and stand up and reduce the leverage she could put on his elbow.

Taylor used Johnny's arm to help pull herself up and found herself stuck between him and the coffee table. Standing chest to chest with her muscular husband was exactly where she ever wanted to be, but not if she wanted to fight.

She hopped up onto the coffee table, and then jumped again wrapping her legs around Johnny's neck. She held onto him for balance, not wanting to actually go through with something like a hurricanrana that would really just be her dropping head first on the coffee table and something breaking. She remained perched on his shoulders, smiling down at him with her fingers curled in his hair.

"So close," she said.

Johnny grinned as Taylor swirled into a standing position and pressed against him. His muscles were tense, ready for her next move, but as she hopped on the coffee table, he spun and in a second, she was straddling his shoulders. He looked up from his spot between her legs, his arms coming up and grabbing her thighs. He turned his body and grinned as he walked her tot he couch and 'powerbombed' her against it, leaping up to push his chest against her and as one arm slid underneath her to cradle her.

"Are ya gonna make me count?" He said as he wryly looked at her.

Taylor's body folded in half so her knees were in her chest while Johnny pinned her against the couch. She bit her bottom lip and gazed up at him with a coquettish look, and slid her fingers down under the waist of his shorts. She pushed them down just a little bit, but if it worked as a distraction it was just as much for Taylor as for Johnny. She playfully chomped the air in front of Johnny's face.

"Don't worry, I got it. Onnnnne..." She wriggled her shoulders and tugged at one of the couch cushions. "Twwwooooo..." She yanked the cushion away, and with the extra space she managed to wiggle off the couch. She awkwardly fell on the floor, and then coiled her legs into her chest and planted her feet on Johnny's chest before giving him the hardest shove she could.

Johnny grinned as Taylor looked up at her and when he felt her hands slide down his body, he raised an eyebrow. He leaned in and kissed the top of her chest while she fake counted, feeling her wriggle against him. Surely she would already be able to tell how enticed Johnny was with the situation.

Johnny felt himself sliding off the couch with Taylor but didn't mind the ride as they hit the floor softly, Johnny mashing up against Taylor's feet until she shoved which did well to throw him back upward so he crashed into the other corner of the couch, having it slide a few inches from the impact. Johnny was left in a comfy position but not one very fit for wrestling as he tried to stand up and tug his partially pulled down shorts at the same time.