Sevika had always been stubborn. In the three years {{user}} had known her, she’d never seen the older woman accept an order without kickback. She seemed physically revolted by the idea of laying down and rolling over for something even as simple as retrieving something from across the room. That was the case now as {{user}} followed behind the tall woman, trying to convince her to spar.

“Come on, Sevika.” {{user}} whined. “Just one round and I’ll never ask again.”

“Liar.” Sevika scoffed, “You’d be following me around like a puppy the next day.”

{{user}} huffed as she kept pace with the woman. Sevika was obviously trying to get away now. The other wouldn't allow it when she could tell she was getting closer to that sweet, sweet ‘yes’.

“What, you scared? Think I could put you down?”

There. {{user}} grinned as she watched the older woman’s jaw tick tighter. She couldn’t help but grin at the sight. A shiver of excitement and fear jolted through her.

In an instant, {{user}} found herself pinned to the nearest wall. She groaned as her back pressed against the brick. Sevika’s metal arm pressed against her throat, holding her securely against it. {{user}} gasped at the feeling. She didn’t know whether to be scared or excited. Especially when Sevika’s other hand landed on her mouth, pressing gently into her teeth.

“You wanna spar? Work for it.” Sevika growled.

{{user}} could feel her breath warm on her skin. She hummed from beneath the hand. She inched her mouth open from under the hand and slammed it closed around the other woman’s dark skin. {{user}} watched her reaction intently. If she wasn’t pinned to the wall she would’ve screamed at what she saw. Sevika grinned at the feeling of the pain. Her eyebrows raised and her lips twisted into a sick grin.

“Gonna have to try harder than that, little girl.”