Stealing panties from Seiryuu beauties

Fredrik kept looking up at Emelie, the girl seemed angry and it looked as if she was going to tell him just why. Fredrik couldn't deny that Emelie was very attractive and had one of the cutest faces he had ever seen. He then had to let out a big puff of air as Emelie raised he butt and slammed it down on his chest.

He kept looking up at the girl's face as she started to rant and rave about how and why she was angry, it all ended with several butt slams down on his chest and having had his face nearly screamed off.

Fredrik looked up and waited for a second, he then smiled a little and said. " First off, it is an assignment and I do want to do good here. And Secondly, I can't imagine this is the first time anyone has tried to...I mean a beautiful girl like you must have gone through things like this several times."
That was then when Emelie asked how he would feel if she stole his underwear, " Uhm...I don't know really."

"Well... Lets find out!" Emelie said, still furious as she slammed her but on Fredrik chest once more. Then she arched her back, bringing her mound dangerously close to the boy's face as her legs pressed at the sides of his head, and reached for the boy's boxers, starting to pull them down with one hand while she kept the other on top of Fredrik's forehead just in case the boy tried to get up.

Fredrik would look down up at Emilie as her mound came closer and closer, she was a very attractive girl and it seemed as if he wouldn't have it easy against her, it didn't meant that he would just lie there now and take this treatment though, as the girl grabbed a hold of his boxers under his pants, Fredrik would attempt to buck up with his body and get try to push the girl off of him and then try to move up to his knees. " I'd...rather not.."

Emelie was starting to uncover Fredrik's manhood when the boy suddenly pushed up, catching the blonde girl, who thought that the boy was utterly dominated, completely by surprise. "OWAAAAAH!" Emelie screamed as she lost her balance and fell off the boy's chest, hitting the bed and rolling on it, reaching the edge and slipping past it. "ough ough!" Emilie's butt crashed on the floor as the girl fell off the bed on her back.

Fredrik would pull up his boxers and then his pants as he then would shake his head a bit and let out a light sigh, he would shake his head slowly from left and right before crawling over towards Emelie and when there would attempt to grab onto her arms and pull her up to to bed, attempting to pull her up and make her face away from him, afterwards he would attempt and snake his arms in under her armpits and up around her arms, back behind her neck and clasp them together against it. Where he would attempt and put her into a full nelson hold.

Fredrik would then attempt and put the tiniest amount of pressure on the girl as he made an attempt to just put a little strain on the girl, not enough to seriously hurt her, or even really hurt her that much, but enough that she would at least be feeling it. " Sorry about this.."

Emelie sprung up to her feet almost as fast as she had fell, bouncing from the floor to the bed trying to jump at Fredrik and teach the stupid boy a lesson no matter how bad her butt and her pride hurt. But Fredrik was already grabbing her and pulling her arms. Emelie's own momentum played against her, making it all the easier for Fredrik to put her in position and lock her arms and head with the full nelson. Emelie became enraged as soon as she found herself trapped and began to swing her arms wildly left and right as she desperately tried to escape the hold, doing very little more than tire herself out.

"LET ME GO!" she yelled as she thrashed about, but her burst of energy an anger just lasted that long as soon she found herself exhausted...and still trapped, in Fredrik's full nelson.

Fredik look on in surprise as Emeilie began to flai around with her arm and tire herself out as she did, it didn't seem like the girl was able to take herself out of the hold and as she screamed at Fredrik he would lean in and put his chin against the back of her head and softly say to her . " Calm down and I might." Fredik would then attempt and keep a hold of her, hoping that she would calm down a a bit and maybe not be that made, maybe becoming a bit more collected as well.

Telling Emelie to calm down had exactly the opposite effect as she began to flail her arms and rock her body even more violently, yelling all matter of insults at Fredrik in a burst of rage. But as furious as her rage was, it was also short lived as Emelie soon run out of energy and breath. "...stupid...jerk..." she said between pants and that was the last thing she could say as it was clear by the way she struggled to breathe that Emelie had burnt herself out...and hadn't been able to escape. Her body began to grow weak and although she made a couple more of extremely weak attempts to escape, in the end she ended up limp in Fredrik's arms and still immobilized in the full nelson.

Fredrik would ride out the girl's rage and would let her calm down a bit as he would try and keep a hold of her, which seemed to be going quite well and soon she was quite a bit quieter and she seemed a tad bit calmer, although that was just because she was tired. " See...just relax, and think...you might get out of the hold, at least you won't burn yourself out that quickly." Emelie was a cute girl, but she seemed rather untrained when it came to wrestling and was one to not be able to control her anger, for some reason Fredrik wanted her to just calm down a bit and try to see if she had some true potential.

Fredrik would slowly then attempt and take away the pressure from Emelie's neck and would just try and use the hold to keep her under check.

Hearing Fredrik patronize her like that only made Emelie fight again, although she was so tired and unfocused that she did little more than throw a tantrum while the boy still held her in place. "shut up!" she yelled panting, burying her cute face on a pillow to hide her shame as she simply stopped moving. She tried to think of a way for escaping from this but her mind was too busy hating Fredrik to do much besides lay there trapped.