He was a fierce and brutal opponent. Sure, he was also a great friend, but when the two of you fought, there was always blood and bruises after.

Today was no different, as you both readied yourself for the opponent to take the first move. To Horangi and {{user}}, it was like a vicious dance.

After many hours of rough fighting, he eventually pinned you down, pulling your wrists above your head as he panted and looked at you with a cocky grin.