More Than A Wrestling Ring

by Draconicon


For Zavis, it was a rare thing to be nervous about the outcome of a match. No matter who he was going against, he always knew about what would happen at the end whether he won or lost. More than that, he was always confident in his own strength when going against others. After all, he was a fit snake, his scales smooth and strong from a good diet over muscles honed from plenty of exercise. While he wasn't the same size as some people at the gym, he did manage to maintain a good balance between corded and bulging muscles, which he thought was more visually appealing. There was no reason to worry about losing a match. Most of the time.

This was not one of those times.

The snake looked over at the other side of the wrestling ring as he adjusted the tight red shorts he wore. His opponent was already ready for him, and she grinned as she went through some stretches. If only it was anyone other than her, he thought to himself. He was always nervous when he went up against her.

Though a scaly like him, she was of the dinosaur species, specifically the family that ruled the carnivores according to the biology books, though unlike her more feral ancestor, she had reasonable length arms. She was lithe and lean, but whenever she stretched, the corded muscles under her scales bulged into view. Once in view, it was clear that they were thick and conditioned well. More than that, Zavis remembered just how fast she could be, how quick she could move. It made every match difficult in a way that nobody else could match.

But the part that made things worrisome for him was the way that Angel never bothered to set stakes at the start of the match. Oh, they both agreed to nothing unfair at the end of the match, but it was too easy to worry about that being disregarded, just this once. Heavens knew that he had the temptation when he won to actually go beyond that rule, though he hadn't as of yet. Angel, on the other hand, frequently had a look in her eyes that told she was just waiting for the right moment. 

Zavis's thoughts were interrupted as a bell on the other side of the room went 'ding ding'. He ripped his gaze out of empty space and looked at the bell. 

Angel chuckled a little bit, dinging the bell again a few times. “You gonna bet into the ring, Zavis, or just going to forfeit the whole thing now?” she asked. She bounced a little bit, her blue shorts as tight as his but her skimpy blue shirt allowing her breasts to bounce around a little bit as she moved. She pulled the elastic red bands around the arena to the side as she stepped in. “Not that I'd blame you. I mean, you know how much you suck at wrestling.”

“Not as bad as you suck at sucking dick,” Zavis said with a forced chuckle. He took a quick look around the room, making sure that they were still alone.

Thankfully, the large ring was as empty as it was when they'd stepped inside. It was quite a bit of help to have friends that owned private property like this, particularly when the arenas were this big and well lit. Having so many empty seats around the wrestling ring did feel a little weird with all of them empty, Zavis thought, but it was better than being seen to do this sort of stuff. Oh, their friends might appreciate the show, and he knew that there were some in the general public that would, but it was better to do this in private.

“I'm waiting!” 

Her annoyed shout broke him free of his thoughts again, and the snake groaned as he pulled himself through the bands surrounding the center part of the arena, picking a corner opposite the already bouncing dino on the other side. Bouncing on more than one way, he thought with a look at her chest, chuckling softly to himself.

She shook her head. “Heh, don't get too distracted, Zavis. Don't want this to be too easy for me.”

“Don't worry, it won't be easy for either of us,” the snake said with a  chuckle. He bounced from one foot to the other, getting his legs warmed a little further. “So, person who pins the other first is the one that wins?” 

“Works for me,” she said, nodding her head. “Wanna ring the match in?”

“You're closer.”

“Whatever.” She punched the air twice. “Ding ding. Let's go!” 

The two of them started circling each other, bouncing around a little more than wrestlers would usually do. They moved from foot to foot at all times, one dodging back when the other feinted forward, only to leap forward again to make the other do the same. Neither one made any aggressive moves that over-extended their reach for the moment, more sizing up their opponents than anything else. 

However, that couldn't last forever, as Zavis could already tell. Even though he could see sweat drops running down Angel's scales, he could feel the same little droplets running down his face and arms. It wasn't that the two of them were out of shape, but moving constantly like this, while keeping oneself always ready to dodge, did get the heart beating quite a bit. Already there was one drop that was hovering right over his eye, and he couldn't lift a hand up to get rid of it. If this went on too much longer, he might just blind himself with sweat. He had to start pushing her.

The next time she took a step forward, rather than leaping back, he rushed forward. He had just enough time to see the shock in her eyes before they slammed against one another, his arms pushing at hers even as she squirmed to get her arms up. Scales slid against scales, both of them quite slick and the scales smooth enough to make it hard to get much friction in the process. He grunted, and so did she, as they fought against each other.

Finally they broke apart, panting softly as neither of them had been able to get the leverage that they needed to pin down the other. Zavis stared into Angel's eyes, looking for any sign of her next move as he gathered his strength for another move of his own.

Before he could do anything, though, she took two steps forward and leaped at him. He barely had the chance to back up so that she would hit him around the stomach rather than the chest before she was on him, her weight shoving him down to the mat and nearly forcing the air from his lungs from the impact. Grunting, he yanked his arms up, just in time as she tried to pin them down against his sides. She glared up at him as she dragged herself up along his body, her hands reaching out for his arms to try and pin them even as he tried to squirm out from underneath her.

Of course, with her on top, there was a new element to the fight. Her chest pressed against his groin, and every time he tried to wiggle away or she tried to pull herself further up his body, her breasts pressed against his shorts. They were tight enough that he could feel her breasts all too easily, and Zavis could feel himself reacting already, his shaft rapidly hardening and starting to press against the fabric of the shorts. “Oh, hell,” he muttered under his breath.

Angel froze at his voice, though Zavis was sure that she felt his bulge growing as much as he did. That was confirmed when she looked down,and then looked up with a vicious grin. “Oh ho ho ho, Zavis, already getting hard?” she asked. She pressed her chest down harder, and he grunted at the sudden pleasure. “Heh, you always did have a soft spot for these, didn't you? Heh, you give up now, maybe I'll let you finish the day with a bit of fun with them.”

“Not a chance in hell, Angel,” the snake muttered. He squirmed back along the mat, but she just followed him along, only a little slide of her breasts down his shaft before she pulled herself back up his body to keep up. It was all he could do to keep from grunting again at the surprisingly strong feeling of pleasure, but he managed it, barely. Not that it mattered, judging by the way she looked at him. 

Well, two could play at this game, he thought to himself. Keeping her busy by squirming and batting her arms out of the way when she tried to grab at him, Zavis manipulated his tail around until it was just between Angel's legs. He held it still for a bit longer, letting her think that she still had the advantage. Or just enjoying the bit of fun that he got from having her breasts against his crotch. He wasn't quite sure what his reasoning for that was anymore, but the latter was definitely a part of it even if it wasn't the whole reason.

When Angel leaned forward a little further, pressing her 'advantage', Zavis struck. He yanked his tail up and shoved it right against the crotch of her shorts. The surprise on her face was even better than when he'd tackled her the first time, and he grinned as he ground his tail against her pussy through her shorts. Already he could feel it moistening with something that most definitely wasn't sweat, and he could smell it on his tongue when he stuck it out. “Heh, who should give up now?” he hissed at her, manipulating his tail so the tip pressed directly against her, actually pushing a little bit of the shorts inside of her.

Sadly he didn't get to do much more as she leaped off of him, away from his tail. He grumbled as he pushed himself back to his feet, shaking his head. “Heh, chicken,” the snake said with a laugh.

She shook her head. “Hardly,” Angel muttered. Zavis only grinned, seeing that her face was a little red in embarrassed surprise, and a little glance below the belt told him that she enjoyed his tail there more than she would probably want to admit, if the wet spot was anything to judge by. 

Not to say that he was unaffected by it all. His shorts were bulging forward with quite a tent, too, and the tip was just a little wet with pre. This was getting exciting, but now he wanted to end it and claim a prize. Or at least, have the match end and hope that Angel didn't pick anything too difficult for her prize. “Let's finish this, Angel,” Zavis said, settling himself, his head a little forward, his arms spread.

The dinosaur nodded. “Yes...let's.” She growled as she charged forward, her leg and arm muscles bunching up as she flexed them. Her eyes were focused totally on him, and in that moment, Zavis knew that he was going to get bowled right over by the charging dino.

So he stepped to the side.

It was too late for Angel to stop her charge, so she shot right past the snake into the ropes that surrounded the arena. They proved surprisingly elastic as they let her run a foot or two past the arena before they slammed her back. She flew through the air for a moment before landing with a loud thump on the mat. Her eyes closed partway, and her head moved in little dizzy circles.

There was no way that he couldn't take advantage of that. Zavis took a leap of his own, and landed down with a fair bit of force on top of her. They were face to face, his crotch against hers, his legs pinning hers down, and his upper body weighing down her arms. Remembering a match in the past, Zavis kept his head back so that she couldn't headbutt him off of her, and just waited, counting down in his head. 

She didn't start moving until he had gone from ten to six, and even then she barely moved against him. Probably knew that she'd lost, Zavis thought with a small smirk. When he reached one, and then zero, he chuckled and stepped off of her. “Looks like I won this time, Angel,” he said with a chuckle. His tail dragged over the wet spot in her shorts, and she trembled at the little touch, much to his amusement. “Get up. I want you in a different position before I start having my fun with you.”

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It didn't take too long to get the scaly female set up in the ropes, at least once she got the idea that she really had lost and that she wasn't going to change his mind about what he wanted. Still, Zavis was pretty sure that Angel would have squirmed out of her little situation if there had been any chance to do so.

Then again, he didn't know anybody that really wanted to be tied up in the ropes of a boxing ring with their pants pulled down and their pussies exposed, he admitted. Zavis had managed to tie her up so that her arms stuck out to the side, restrained by the ropes wrapped around them, and her body was held in a bent over position, keeping her from leaning back or standing up. He would have tied up her legs, too, but the ropes didn't stretch that far, and he didn't want to cut them and have to pay for the replacements afterwards. 

Still, he doubted that she would move her legs too much, and if he needed to, his tail could work quite well in keeping her legs from causing trouble. With her tail gathered up near her head so that he had a good view of her backside, her ass, her pussy, there was no way that she could use it to cause any trouble. He had free reign to do whatever he wanted to her, just the way that he wanted.

“You sure you want something like this, Zavis?” she asked, her eyes locked forward due to the bondage that she was in. “I mean, there's a lot of other things that you might want. Maybe you can just pull me out of this and just - “

“What, and miss out keeping you pinned down like this while I enjoy myself? No thank you, Angel, no thank you indeed.” He reached out, worming a finger into her pussy. The wetness inside was all the sign that he needed of her eagerness, and he laughed as he started fingerfucking her good and hard. Her moans quickly got too much for her to hold back, and she panted as he pushed his finger in up to the hilt with every thrust. It wasn't long before he pulled that finger out and added a second, and then a third, slowly opening her up with each one. Well, slowly compared to what he could have done with just his dick, anyway; he was anything but slow with his finger-fucking pace.

Her pussy made slurping sounds with each move he made with his fingers, and he laughed again. “Oh, you horny little dino slut,” the snake muttered. Some of her juices actually dribbled around his fingers, starting to run down her thighs. The juices left her scales rather shiny, glimmering in the stagelight still shining on the arena. He smiled, wiping his fingers on her ass cheeks with a chuckle. “Horny as hell.”

“Why don't you stop talking and just take what you won, huh?” Angel grumbled, then yelped as his hand came down on her ass. “Hey!”

“Keep it up, I'll gag you, and not with my cock,” Zavis said with a little laugh. He patted her ass again, just enjoying the curvy figure, before reaching down to his shorts. His cock was throbbing against the front of them, and they felt even more constricting than before. He needed to get his cock out of them and into something far, far more pleasurable, he thought. Chuckling a little bit, he pulled them down and out of the way, throwing the sweaty clothes onto Angel's back, almost like a saddle. The thought of that was fun, but even he wasn't going to push his luck that far with her. Not that far, anyway.

Stroking his cock a few times and pushing it to full erection, he walked up behind the dino female. “Hehe, I hope you're ready for a good pounding,” he said. Rubbing the head of his dick against her wet folds, he chuckled again. “Heh, looks like you're ready for just about anything to be shoved up there? Am I right?” She was silent, so he slapped her ass again, hard enough to make her yelp once more. “I said, am I right?”

“Yeah, yeah, you're right!” Angel shouted. She pushed her butt up a little higher, somehow, putting her sex and rump a little more on display. “Just take me! Come on!”

“Heh, as you wish.” Already lined up with her hole, Zavis slammed forward. He ignored the gasp from her lips; this was his prize, so he had no real need to be gentle. All he needed to do was have his fun, and oh he was going to have quite a bit of fun here. His hands got a good grip on her hips as he found his rhythm, his hips slapping against her ass, driving his cock as deep into her as the position allowed. She was so slick that it was almost too easy getting into her, and after that first gasp from her lips, the only sound she made were moans of pleasure.

Zavis enjoyed those sounds. They were quick, silenced almost as soon as they slid free from her lips, like she was embarrassed by them, at actually being pleasured by him. It only made him more determined to make her moan louder, longer, until she didn't even care about whether he, or anyone else, heard just how much she enjoyed this. He wanted to hear her not just moaning, not just whimpering, but screaming for more. He wanted the arena to echo with her screams of need, so that anyone walking by outside knew what was going on inside.

Slowing his thrusts, he reached down between her legs. Her muscles twitched, and her shoulders bunched up like she was trying to look over her shoulder, but the binds kept her from moving. All she could do was guess what he was going to do, and he doubted that she could guess what he was thinking. Two fingers dipped in front of his cock, feeling around her pussy until he found her clit. She gasped again, and he smirked. “Heh, get ready to scream,” he muttered as his fingers pressed down on the little nub, suddenly rubbing it rapidly.

It was like he'd found the on switch for her voice as she stiffened before howling in pleasure. She bucked as much as she could in the ropes, but it wasn't the frenzied bucking of someone trying to get away. Rather, it was the lustful bucking of a female that had just found her sweet spot for the first time. Not that she hadn't found it before, but it was similar to that sort of reaction. “Oh, you....you...oh....oooooh!” she moaned. Her pussy clamped down around his dick, much to his satisfaction, and he could already feel a noticeable increase in the sheer wetness and slickness inside of her.

“Hehehe, 'you what'?” he asked. When he got the right moves going with his fingers, he sped up again. It was immediately clear that she loved that, considering how she literally shrieked in pleasure before moaning again. 

She panted hard, barely able to speak. Her words came quiet, came soft, and Zavis had to lean forward over her back to even catch a bit of them. “Just....” Angel shivered, groaning. “Just...fuck....me!” The last word came out as a clear shout as she used the only muscles she could to encourage him, her pussy muscles squeezing and releasing, tightening as much as they could when he tried to pull back, as if she wanted to keep him in by any means she could. It surprise Zavis, but also turned him on.

Well, if she wanted a good fucking, then that was what she was going to get.

He grinned as he started going to town on her pussy, slamming his cock into it as deep and as hard as it would go. His balls slapped against her clit and his fingers, adding to the stimulation she got, and driving more and more moans from her lips. Now and then, he changed things up, giving her clit light little pinches in addition to the little rubbing, and the variety did not go unappreciated. Screams of pleasure echoed through the arena, and Zavis felt his dick twitch in her in excitement as she got louder and louder.

With how excited she was, and how tight she made herself, the snake couldn't contain himself for long. Barely five minutes after he started rubbing her clit, she clamped down on his cock hard enough to drive him over the edge. Hissing in pleasure, he rammed himself in to the hilt, and filled her. He felt his cum splattering around his cock, some of it going into her and the rest slipping past his shaft, dripping out of her and onto his balls, some little bits of it sliding down her thighs with the rest of her pussy juice.

He collapsed backwards with a gasp of pleasure, shaking his head in amazement. “Wow,” he muttered. She was such a slut when she got her clit rubbed, it seemed. A grin slid across his face. He was going to have a lot of fun with that little thought.

Angel panted softly, looking over her shoulder. “Well...you...you done then? Untie...untie me.”

“Untie you?” Zavis chuckled as he pulled himself to his feet. His hand slapped up between her legs, lightly 'slapping' her pussy and doing the same to her clit. It made her jump a bit, but he felt a little squirt of juices against his hand. “Heh, Angel, I'm about as far from done as you can imagine. I hope you like being part of the arena, because I'm going  to keep you there as a fun little toy for another few hours. Let's see just how many times we can get off,” he said as he positioned his fingers around her clit again.