COBRA KAI, imagines and preferences

tension - robby

WARNINGS: cursing, truth or dare, me trying out different ships🤪, PDA😛, sexual tension for my favorite horny muthafuckas🥳🥳
CREDIT: myself
WORDS: 2319, you're welcome bitchesss✋😏

She entered the party room with confidence in her walk, and a large smile on her face. Robby observed her, raising one eyebrow at her as he looked her up and down.

When Robby had first joined Cobra Kai, he and Y/N had met for the first time. He was the juvenile delinquent, she was the one with who no one ever messed. You'd think they'd have a lot in common, well, turns out, they didn't. One of the only things they had in common was being extremely stubborn. They each always wanted to be right. They weren't dating. If being a couple were based on how many times you sexually frustrated each other, sure, but that's not how it was. Or in their little world or wasn't.

Robby smirked as he put down his plastic beer-filled cup, and makes his way over to her. "Hey beautiful," He sweet-talked, as she rolled her eyes at the sight of him. "Not you again," She sassed, grabbing a beer from the cooler near her feet. "What? Sick of me already, sweetheart?" He questioned.

"I am." She said, struggling to open her beer bottle. "Let me help you there," He offered, grabbing the bottle out of her hands and opening it easily with very little movement. "How did you- never mind," She sighed, giving him a look then snatching her drink from his hands. He clicked his tongue as he continued to slyly grin at her, "What's that look for?" He said.
"Cause you're being an asshole," He raises his eyebrows, "Could you just get out of my way so I can-" Robby didn't find out what she wanted to do. And he never would.

Why do you ask? Because he already had her pushed against the wall with her wrists pinned above her head.

He grabbed her drink from her hands, taking a sip of it before placing it on the table near then. "Robby what are you-" Again she couldn't finish her sentence. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" He asked, his voice now low and raspy. His mood had changed immediately. "I said," She began looking up into his eyes with no shame, "Quit being an asshole, just get out of my way so I can-"

"So you can do what, exactly? Go make out with some random dude to make me jealous? Don't be disrespectful, babe, it's not funny. I know how I make you feel, and I'm tired of you acting like it's nothing." He said, his face only a few inches from hers. He was pissed. Well, he looked like it, but deep inside he was quite turned on, just imagining if she was like this now, what she would be like while having sex. He had NO shame.

Her breath hitches, trying to think of something to say back, "Do you feel the same way?" She asked. It was an obvious question, but she needed direct answers, "Of course I feel the same way, why else would I have you pinned against this wall? That's my way of showing my feelings. I'm not very good at it." He admitted.

"Bullshit."

He inhaled deeply, "I hope you know that you're starting to piss me off," He shared, "I may just have to punish you," Her eyes got slightly bigger, "Exactly what kind of punishing, Keene?" She asked.

He leaned himself forward, his chest coming closer to hers as his open hand roamed down to her hips. His mouth was leveled with her ear. "You might just find out, sweetheart," Robby whispered, then he completely removed himself from her body, letting go of her hands and walking away from the wall he just had her pinned against. She was left there in silence. Now she was pissed. He just left her there. What a bitch. Although, he was a pretty sexy bitch.

Later that night he was still avoiding her. It was around midnight, the party had started at 9:30, which meant it had almost been a full three hours since Robby and Y/N had last talked. Didn't seem like much at the time, but she was mentally begging for him. She needed just some physical touch with him.