Two Geek Jobbers Walk into a Bar…

Raiden was really enjoying this whole villain thing; especially with Dave in his arms, knowing that he was enjoying every single move as much as Raiden. Well, hopefully. He leaned up and kissed Dave as he tried to say that he wouldn't win, his eyes twinkling in excitement.

"Oh, but I will!" he replied. "And I'll be able to see who you really are beneath that mask!" He shifted, moving to drop Dave on top of himself with a small "oof" -- and began to put him in the sleeper hold.

"Oof!" Dave grunted, fallig on top of Raiden when he released the ceiling hold. His spine throbbed with a dull pain, but he was too preoccupied by the smooth feeling of Raiden's arm coiling around his neck.

"No....plea-uck!" he choked on his words, the arm tightening with every passing second. In his mind, Dave was in heaven. Being dominated AND going to be unmasked by Raiden? Oh this was almost too good to be true! He tried to weakly pry his captors arms away, though his vision was starting to darken. A bit of droll came from the corner of his mouth as his body jerked and bucked in Raiden's grasp, before laying still his eyes fully closed.

Raiden couldn't help but smirk as he felt Dave beginning to weaken in his grip. "Go to sleep, beautiful," he murmured, leaning in and nipping at his ear lightly before he ended up passing out in his arms. He let go of Dave with a small grin, shoving him off and standing.

He moved to pick him up once more, bringing him over to the corner -- and setting him up there, he smiled a bit. He reached over and grabbed for the mask on his face, pulling it off with a nice hum before tossing it to the side. He didn't want to take the rest of the outfit off, though; Dave looked too fucking amazing in it.

Dave's limp form just slid off when Raiden shoved him to the side. Incoherent moans left his lips as his boyfriend propped him against the corner post, reaching for his mask. He ripped it off Dave's face, exposing it to the cool air. His head jerked to the side at the action before falling down again. He was still out of it and was unlikely to mount a counter offensive.

Raiden couldn't help but give a small chuckle as Dave remained limp, shaking his head. Well, if this was how their match would play out when they actually got into the ring, he couldn't say he wasn't excited for it. Having Dave limp and at his disposal? He had to keep himself from ravaging Dave right then and there. Then again…why shouldn't he? He did win!

No, not quite yet. He shifted outside of the ropes with a small hum, shaking his head at the fact that Dave was still completely out of it from the sleeper hold. It was quite all right; he knew a way to get him to wake up. He stripped the jeans and underwear off, leaving him standing in nothing as he moved to climb and mount the turnbuckle, erection standing tall and proud. He would move to turn Dave so he was facing him -- and put him into a nice headscissor, before slapping at his cheeks with his cock. "Wake up, cutie."

"mmmnnnn" Dave groaned, coming to as the feeling of something warm slapped against his cheek, with the tight vice like feeling around his head. After a few moment's Dave realized he had been unmasked and put in a head-scissors, facing Raiden's erect dick. For a moment, all thoughts of the roleplay were forgotten as he took in the size of it and how close he was to it. But then he remembered he was supposed to struggle against the villain, an tried to break out of the hold.

"No!" he groaned, trying to pry himself free from the hold, while the horny side of him wanted nothing more than to be fucked into next week by his lover.

Raiden laughed lightly as he began to struggle, clamping those legs around him tighter. "So that's what you look like beneath the mask, Nightwing," he remarked, reaching a hand out to grab his hair. "You're incredibly attractive. Practically…disarming." He gave a wink, though he didn't quite understand how unsteady his position atop the turnbuckle was.

As soon as Dave began to pry himself free, Raiden proceeded to slip. His sexy gesture was already coming to pieces as he suddenly began to fall forward, onto Dave, probably causing him to fall onto his back, with Raiden himself getting pitched forward and into the other corner with a sharp groan.

When Raiden commented on his attractiveness, Dave could not hide the blush that lit up across his face. This did not however mean that his struggles ceased. If anything, Dave wanted to make his boyfriend work for it. Forcing the two of them to tumble to the ring floor, Dave stumbled to his feet, still groggy as he went to land some punches against Raiden's exposed chest and head.

Raiden saw that blush on his face, and it couldn't help but make him smirk a bit. Good, it was working properly. He figured he had a bit of leeway to recover -- but then Dave got to his feet and actually landed a few punches! Raiden gave a small grunt and an "oof", stumbling backward. Fine, Dave wanted to play a bit more? He'd play.

After a moment, he moved back -- and rebounded off the ropes, past Dave into the other ropes. Just so he could grab Dave and hitch up his leg so he could go for a snap suplex.

"GAH!" Dave cried out, with his body being slammed mercilessly ino the canvas. The impact caused his body to bounce and roll away from the red head. Shaking his head to rid it of the cobwebs clouding in his mind, he stumbled into the ropes, dragging himself to his feet. He draped an arm over the top rope, using it to keep himself standing.