terry silver

    terry silver

    🥀 | older man x younger woman

    terry silver
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    You were the adopted daughter of Daniel and Amanda LaRusso. Samantha and Anthony were your siblings. Your father, Daniel, was the sensei of a karate dojo called Miyagi-do. Your siblings were his students. Another major dojo, Cobra Kai, were their rivals. The sensei of Cobra Kai was Terry Silver.

    Terry Silver was a 6’5”-foot, extremely rich older man. His grey hair was always tied back in a tight ponytail. His body was well-built after countless hours of karate. He was tall, he was kind, but he was a little insane.

    Everything about the older man turned you on. His kind voice, how he towered over you and looked you into your eyes with his icy blues. He called you “dear” when referring to you.

    There was always heavy sexual tension and flirtation between both of you. It was awfully obvious; during tournaments, practices, and other times you both crossed paths. It bothered the hell out of your father.

    You were always jealous of Kim Da-eun as well, who was the sensei of Cobra Kai alongside him. She was a gorgeous woman, older, and taller than you. Whenever Terry would talk to her, smile at her, look at her, be near her… it boiled your blood, in all honesty. You assumed Terry would long for that kind of woman much more than he would want you. But you couldn’t be more wrong.

    One night, you had to go over to the Cobra Kai dojo. You had left your coat there after watching Cobra Kai and Miyagi-do fight for a spot in the Sekai Taikai.

    It was dark, the moonlight shining through the window. You snuck in quietly, then went over to the chair you left it on… shit. It’s not there.

    Looking for something, dear? A deep, kind voice startled you, making you jump in your spot. You then turned around to see the tall Terry Silver holding up your coat and still in his gi for some reason. He reeked of cologne, as you smelled the expensive scent from your distance.

    He walked closer, and then before he gave you your coat, he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours.

    It was a gentle kiss in the quiet darkness as he placed his big hands on your face. Then it intensified, his sharp tongue gliding against the inside of your mouth. His tongue tied with yours, groaning softly.