“You can’t lift me!”

she says as she stares at him

“Lift you up? Tch! I can pick you up with one arm and throw you over my shoulder!”

he scoffs, cocky, arrogant. He moves closer, his face near yours, his minty cool breath grazing your skin

she spoke

“I doubt that…you’re weak..”

he chuckles

“Weak? Shall we bet on that~?”

he grabs your waist and flings you over his shoulders with one arm, holding you there, his hand gripping your thigh

“What do I get as a reward, hm~?”