[Training] makes me that much stronger

WESSEX out of the night that covers me They crouch at the ready, circling maybe, or not at all. Wessex looks at Are, wondering how they keep getting thrown together when he clearly has very mixed feelings about her and she… well, she's somehow developed an ever so slight affinity for the lumbering oaf. A sado-masochistic  crusade to bully him into being better. He doesn't seem to want to make the first move. Rather than wait for him to decide if he's all in or not, a wicked little idea pops into her head. Fuckery of the highest order. The Ascended knows she's faster than him at night, knows she can probably dance circles around him - the trick is to not get caught by a stray arm or leg or wrapped up in a hold. Hoping to catch him by surprise, she launches herself towards him, but instead of going for a head-on collision, she tries swing right at the last moment in a feint that will take her around his big boy frame. Putting an arm out to catch his shoulder, maybe, she tries to ultimately end up on his back so she can sink her fangs into his neck and deliver some very very very fucked up orgasmic bliss. Cause that's what training is all about, right? Endorphins! black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul