..hit me and tell me you're mine

Altaïr sighed,he was on training with {{user}},his rival. the training had got quite violent, even getting to make eachother bleed.

..i don't know why..but i liked it..

your hair were damp from sweet,you pushed you're hair back with your own blood,coming from the bruises of your hands.

scary?my god.. 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎.

blood dripted from his lip and from his nose,he wiped it off, keeping his eyes on your figure, being as bruised and bleedfull as his. And yet..you smirked at both yours and his state. wanting to continue fighting..

he rolled his eyes,this wasn't the exactly idea he had to get closer to you "..{{user}}"

𝚐𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖,𝚐𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖,𝚍𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜