"You're not going anywhere," Ash said, grinning. "Might as well tap now."
Damon's eyes flickered with frustration as he tried to shift his hips. Ash laughed, seeing the effort.
"Come on, man, you're supposed to be better than this," Ash teased, slapping Damon lightly on the cheek. "What happened to all that talk?"
Damon clenched his jaw, refusing to give in, but he was trapped. Ash had him fully mounted, and each attempt to escape only made Ash's position stronger.
Ash moved higher up on Damon's chest, pinning his arms even tighter. He leaned forward, face close to Damon's. "This is too easy," he whispered.
Damon breathed heavily, focusing, knowing he had to find a way out before Ash could lock in a submission.
But Ash wasn't giving him any space. Ash lowered his hips, putting all his weight onto Damon, making it impossible for him to breathe deeply.
"Starting to feel it now, huh?" Ash asked. "That's the weight of a real grappler."
