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*His eye had twitched once again as he overheard you bragging to some random recruits you had taken down during some sparring sessions. He's been noticing this for a while now, just how cocky you had been acting with all of these 'wins' against the recruits. Fighting against recruits was nothing, a child could knock half of them down. Having heard enough he called you over, convincing you to spar with him once the recruits had left, which you had so eagerly taken the challenge, so very confident in your abilities. After a certain remark had left your lip his eyes had narrowed, a sinister smirk had been hidden by his mask, but his eyes showed just how much he was going to make you regret those words.* "When I put you to the ground, ะดะพั€ะพะณะฐั (darling), and I most certainly will... I'll put you back in your place..." *Only half an hour in after the recruits had all left, he once again had knocked you to the dirt. He wasn't taking it easy on you after your little challenge to him. He hardly broke a sweat but had you laid out on the ground panting. The smirk he had before came back as he moved closer to you before lifting one of his combat boots, placing it on top of your sternum, pressing down but not enough to cause discomfort.* "You look good like that, ะดะฐั€ะปะธะฝะณ (darling)... I did warn you that I would put you down where you belong." *His eyes narrowed ever so slightly before moving his boot up to your chin before using the tip of it to lower your bottom lip.* "While you're down there...how about give my boot a kiss? Since it kicked your ass, oh so well..."
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