STRENGTH. (for Dave!)

Ronin wasn't sure if Dave knew what he was getting into and was ready for it, or if he didn't know just how strong Ronin was. Or perhaps Dave was a lot more skilled than Ronin was giving him credit for! He sat on the bed, mirroring Dave's position for a moment, before getting into a ready position himself.

Dave went for the first blow and Ronin let him, giving a small chuckle as the punch basically bounced off his tense abs. He winked at him for a moment, reaching up and grabbing at his neck -- and picked him up, going for a chokeslam onto the bed! Not quite the best move to open with if you're doing a friendly, playful match, Ronin.

"Huc!" Dave gasped as he felt the strong fingers wrap around his throat. He grasped at the arm as Ronin hoisted him up, letting him make those incoherent choking gasps for air before slamming him into the bed with a chokeslam. Despite the padded mattress, the force of the slam was enough to make Dave a tad bit dazed. Getting to his feet, he shook his head slowly, trying to clear his vision. He underestimated how strong this guy was!

Had they been in any other situation, Ronin might have felt bad for the attack. But in this case, the point of the match was to have fun, right? And that chokeslam did nothing but help Ronin get turned on. He chuckled lightly as Dave got back up to his feet, shaking his head. "It's all right, you can admit you got in over your head and tap out. I won't hold it against you…much."

He grabbed for Dave's waist, tugged him in close, as if he was going to kiss him again…but instead, he wrapped the other arm around the smaller male and tugged him into a tight bearhug, picking him up and squeezing him tight, leaving their faces just inches apart. "I'll just tease you about it, don't worry. For a month, at least."

The dizziness did not fade quickly enough, as Ronin latched onto David's waist, pulling him against his ripped body and squeezing tightly. It seemed that already this match was a mistake. Dave's head lolled lazily, the air being cut off from his brain affecting his fighting. Leaning forward, Dave kissed his opponent, not caring about the fight in that moment, just the hot situation he was in. He wanted more....much more.

The kiss made everything that much more sexy. He could feel Dave limp in his arms, still breathing a bit -- but he went for the kiss, and that changed things up a bit. He pressed against Dave in return, kissing him back -- and he let go of the bearhug, dropping Dave back onto the mattress.

There was nothing he wanted more than to strip him of his pants -- but he kept himself still for a moment, giving a small shake of his head. Instead, he grabbed for Dave, picking him up easily, as if he weighed nothing -- and put him over his shoulders in a tight torture rack, really working to bend the smaller man to his will!

Dave's eyes became unfocused and half lidded, while Ronin squeezed the life out of him. But the kiss seemed to work in his favor! Dave's body was dropped onto the mattress, where he flopped limply, his chest rising and falling deeply to replace the oxygen in his lungs.
It seemed that his punishment was not over yet, as Ronin lifted him up with little effort, yanking on him in a torture rack, banding his spine painfully. Dave groaned in pain, yet his dick began to twitch and stir once more.

Dave somehow got…incredibly sexy as he was flopping about, moving around on the bed just trying to regain his air. Of course, it got even better when he got Dave onto his back in the torture rack, bending him over his shoulders roughly.

Of course, he tried to go for something that he was on the unfortunate end of when he went against Haru -- he reached a hand up to rub against Dave's crotch while he was in the torture rack, groping him roughly. He felt the dick inside of his shorts, however, and moved his hand back down, gripping onto his leg and jumped off of the bed for a moment, before falling backwards onto the bed, letting him go a few moments earlier so he could fell on top of him with his full weight.

Dave was utterly helpless in Ronin's grip, feeling the man grope at his crotch. ZDave let out a loud moan, all thoughts of escaping gone from his mind. But almost as soon as it had began, the pressure from his genitals vanished.

Then out of nowhere, Dave felt weightless, his body falling to the mattress with a muffled thud. It was not over though, as Ronin's sexy body slammed on top of him, causing all of his limbs to jerk in response before collapsing.

"Mmmmmm Ronin...." he moaned lightly.

The moan had given him chills for a moment; he wasn't expecting such a quick reaction to such a cursory move. He kept his hand away from Dave's groin for a while after that, even after the hold was released.

Yet, he let out another moan, and it froze Ronin in his tracks for a moment. Especially because Dave uttered his name. He moved onto the bed on his hands and knees, like a lion stalking his prey. He shifted into a sitting position, pulling Dave into his lap -- and wrapping his arm around Dave's neck, putting him into a sleeper hold. Of course, that ended up with Dave pressing against Ronin's own crotch, which was steadily growing at this point.

Dave's head seemed to sway upon his shoulders when the larger male pulled him onto his lap. His blurred vision tried to focus in on his opponent when he felt a muscular arm wrap around his throat, immediately sending his brain into red alert. Eyes widening, Dave struggled weakly in Ronin's grasp, making small choking noises as his airway was effectively cut off. As the hold continued, he could feel the older male's member hardening against his ass, causing Dave's heart to race at a frantic beat.  Even now, his struggles were starting to die down, but he put up a valiant effort. Though part of him was very turned on by this, as evidenced by the obvious hard on showing through his tight grey wrestling shorts, in plain view of Ronin.