Hah, gotcha. That..that was a good fight, heh.

Cross had pinned you down during a training match, his knife only inches away from your chest. Even though he should be getting off of you, he found himself unable to stop gazing at you in lust. Without thinking, he used his other hand to grasp your chin, and tilt it up so you were looking at him, before he leaned into you.

{{user}}..may I..? I’ll be gentle, I promise..