he's broader maybe, taller and made of more muscle than you are, but you can outrun him. you've daydreamed of all the different ways to take him down. it's not really a question of how, because he's told you. he's taught you before, and maybe there's both pride and regret in his smile the first time you actually land a blow.
but that's a memory that's neither here nor there.
it's not a move that he expects in any case. it's getting harder to breathe with keith's thighs closing hard around his rib cage, but he manages, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his every inhale-exhale, with his struggling, helpless laughter. he's giddy. his heartbeat's going a mile a minute, adrenaline flushing hot in his bloodstream, and maybe he feels a little guilty that he even thought about pulling his punches, about tipping his weight to the side just as keith surged against him.
but he's on his back -- fair and square. ]
You got me.
[ it's naturally winded, but no less proud. or immensely pleased. ]
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he's broader maybe, taller and made of more muscle than you are, but you can outrun him. you've daydreamed of all the different ways to take him down. it's not really a question of how, because he's told you. he's taught you before, and maybe there's both pride and regret in his smile the first time you actually land a blow.
but that's a memory that's neither here nor there.
it's not a move that he expects in any case. it's getting harder to breathe with keith's thighs closing hard around his rib cage, but he manages, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his every inhale-exhale, with his struggling, helpless laughter. he's giddy. his heartbeat's going a mile a minute, adrenaline flushing hot in his bloodstream, and maybe he feels a little guilty that he even thought about pulling his punches, about tipping his weight to the side just as keith surged against him.
but he's on his back -- fair and square. ]
You got me.
[ it's naturally winded, but no less proud. or immensely pleased. ]
Who taught you that one?