[1v1] Let's Get Ready to..Rumble..? (Junko/Seiji) FIN

[Eight]

Junko hummed cheerfully as she walked in unannounced into Seiji's dorm like she owned the place. She might as well. She totally owned the place and everything in it.

That was the kind of mood she was in.

Everything was awesome.

"Seiiiiiiji~" she called out.  

[Eight]

What? Where was he? Junko pouted and started to take off her coat, draping it over her arm just as someone tugged at her hair. The pout went away, replaced by a grin before she finally turned toward Seiji with another pout. The angry kitten pout.

"Are you stalking me or something?" She complained while reaching out for his hand to slide her fingers between his. "Rude~."

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

Hitting the dresser startled her and made the pout falter for a moment. She blushed and looked down and then up at Seiji. Oh. She hadn't expected this. What happened to walking around like she owned the place? She needed to fix that! She was in a mood and Seiji was not going to ruin it with his..really, really hot dominating thing that made her melt in his hands. She cleared her throat and pouted up at him again.

"Yes. Rude. Very rude," she repeated, struggling to pull her wrists from his hand and also to arch her body away from his other tickling hand. No! Bad! "What kind of polite boil stalks and sneaks up on a ghoul, especially one who is spoken for?" She would wiggle her ring at him but her hands were busy.

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

"That's why I said you're rude," Junko clarified. He tightened his grasp and she tugged again, trying to free even one hand from his. There had to be a weak point in here somewhere. At least he stopped tickling her. That was a relief. She could fight him off easier if she had a clear head. Junko wanted to go out, she didn't want to stay in! She had to be the reasonable one this time!

His teeth against her ear and his voice made her shudder. Closing her eyes, she swallowed hard and tried to step away. "He'll be really upset if he finds out. Might even kick your a**." Her hair came up now to try and pry his fingers away from her wrists.

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

She pouted, pretending to bristle unhappily when Seiji insulted her betrothed in this discussion. "You talk really big for someone who has to keep a tiny little ghoul pi--" and then suddenly she was on the ground! Junko squeaked and looked up at Seiji, eyes wide and cheeks flushing.

Normally her reaction would go in one particular way to this kind of thing. But she could feel it. Seiji's hands weren't ice cold, they were slightly warmed, about room temperature. He only warmed up for two reasons: Because of activity with her, or because he was working out.

She was going to go with because he was working out today.

He was still riled up from his work out. That made sense. It explained his behavior. So instead of whining she puffed her cheeks out and pouted up at him. "Rude!" Junko then tried to roll over and get him off her, but to no avail. She was stuck. "And fat." Clearly this was a good idea.

HP: 55/60
Damage done: 0 ::applauds Junko::

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

"Aren't you listening? You're the rude one, not me."

Junko gasped as he came down to pin some of her hair down and give her a kiss. Normally she would have melted into it, and she very nearly did, but he was challenging her. Purring, she closed her eyes and tilted her head up into the kiss. A few moments later Seiji would find her knees pressing up against his chest, her hands pushing at his shoulders.

HP: 47
Damage: 2

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

"No!" Junko squeaked as cool fingers moved up along bare arms. Not fair! He fought dirty! Grasping his shoulders tightly, Junko put all of her strength in shoving him off her, even putting her back into it to give herself more leverage.

By some miracle she managed it, shoving him away and rolling with her hands still on his shoulders. She took advantage of throwing him off guard and pinned him to the floor, her knees at either side near his chest and her hands and hair pinning his arms down beside his head. Glowing green eyes widened, she grinned.

"I win!" She laughed, leaning down like she was going to kiss him only to n** at the tip of his nose and sit back up again instead. Victory had already gotten to her head.

HP: 47/60
Damage: 12 holy s**t

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

"Nuh uh, I won," Junko insisted as she pulled her head back and freed herself from his grasp. She stood, stepping over Seiji to walk away and pick up her coat she'd dropped. "I pinned you, and you didn't even retaliate. I win."

She straightened out her coat and finally draped it over his desk chair, fixing her dress while she was at it as well. "Well, that was fun!" Junko laughed. "So! What do you want for dinner? I was thinking of being lazy and just ordering something to be brought to us." Yes, Junko wanted the lazy day. She never took the lazy day.

HP: 47
Damage: 0

Beejoux