Linked Paths

Arc II - Many Firsts [Chapter 4: Pandora's Box]

We pause.

That's when I recognize the back of my hand being in a very lewd position. My heart trips. My face turns hot. I hear my inner gulp. Oh dear...

As I struggle a little against Kacchan's hold, I brush against his penis. He feels...astonishingly soft...

Another inner gulp, which almost expresses on the outside. How can such short touch be so alluring already?!

To be honest, brushing him like that was intentional. Calculating, aren't I? See it as a little compensation for the pain. Well, I do feel remorse about using the situation this way but that doesn't prevent me from forcing it once more. This time not only to feel him but with another idea in mind. And that's exactly what I'm taking advantage of without restraint right now. Because, as Kacchan becomes aware of the position of my hand and all, he also becomes briefly inattentive. My chance to take full revenge for his evil elbow drop.

His grip loosens and I then kick him hard on the foot. As he lets go of me completely, I instantly dash forward a step, turn around and use my kinetic energy to smash my fist against his jaw. That sits!

I hop backwards twice to put distance between us. Did I just imagine that or did he kind of...right when I...?

Kacchan: *wipes hand over his face, smirks devilishly*, "Ne~rd."

Ooooops.

I grin, "Hurts?"

Kacchan: "Hah?!", *cracks his neck*, "Tryin' out some new techniques now, huh?"

His look kind of scares me...

My still high adrenaline level helps me to stay cool on the outside. "Are you looking for excuses for screwing up?", my eyebrow rises provocatively. I totally pretend I didn't notice the hand thing.

Kacchan: *snorts*

Within a flash he's already there, attacking me. The problem is that I'm relatively exhausted by now, whereas Kacchan seems to be receiving a huge power boost this very moment.

I shouldn't have provoked him. I know better than that...

His attacks are fast, precise and brutal. I can't counter him at all. I'm just dodging and blocking as best I can. How long this exhausting and air-sucking battle phase lasts, I have no idea, but at some point, he manages to grab me roughly by the shirt and throws me sideways over him in a high arc, causing him to lose his balance and stumble over. We fall together, once again. I land hard with my back on the floor. Off the mat. Kacchan lands on top of me.

"Urgh!", I groan in agony. Everything hurts!

Kacchan: *slumps down on top of me exhausted, rests his head on my shoulder and chuckles*, "Fuck! I'm done for!"

I giggle, "You know, we're both out of the mat."

Kacchan: "Oh.", *snorts*

I have to giggle again.

Kacchan: "Good fight, nerd.", *raises head*

"Same.", I reply with a slight grin.

A drop of sweat on his forehead breaks free and falls onto my cheek. I wince as it hits me, "Irrrrgh, you're sweating."

Kacchan: "Hah?! You're not or what?", *rubs his sweaty forehead playfully against my cheek*

I push his head away while making a mix of disgusted and amused noises, "YIIIIIIEEEKKKS, Kacchan!"

Kacchan: *grunts smugly*

"By the way, could you please...?", I wriggle under him.

It's starting to get uncomfortable. In general, I'm more than surprised that he's still on top of me. I seriously wonder why. Is he really so worn out that he's putting up with this awkward position for so long?