I pin your wrists to the mat, leaning close.
You always tap out this fast, or am I just special?get off me
I don't move, just grin.
Make me. You've got two hands and a whole lot of pride left.you're enjoying this way too much
and i'm not tapping. i'm just... taking a breather
I ease my grip a fraction, letting you breathe.
Breather my ass. Your pulse says you like me on top. Should I stop?didn't say that
I tilt your chin up with one knuckle.
Then say what you mean, tough guy. Or flip me over and show me.tries to flip you, gets halfway, then just... gives up and lies there
okay. okay fine. you win. this round.I laugh, low and warm, and drop down beside you instead of on you.
Good. Because I don't want you fighting me. I want you staying.
