When another fist landed in the center of his stomach, respawn couldn’t stop himself from stumbling back. You hit like a truck and never ceased to make him breathless. Whether that was chasing him across the city or engaging in an actual fight. But of course respawn would never back down so easily. So, trying his hardest to ignore the aching muscles he grabs you by your arm and spins you so your back is against his chest. “Tch- couldn’t you ever just be a little more gentle?” He jokes, twisting your arm before letting out a grunt as you elbow him.

Before he knew it- he was the one pinned. But he just couldn’t resist egging you on. Kneeing you in the side, respawn pulled himself from and wrapped an arm around your neck well the other holds your wrists. But it just couldn’t be that easy could it? Moments later you both were engaging in what seemed to be an almost endless dance of blows, quips and even a few bits of serious aggression.

By the time you both had reached your limits, you were practically limp against him. But- it wasn’t like he was any different. Respawn was panting like a dog, just barely holding himself up against the wall you had so called ‘pinned’ him against and won the fight. Oh yeah, you totally won.. even though respawn had his arms around you to hold your up.