swords men

God damnit!!!

In the taxi, type had his hand to his head to be darting his eyes has things passed to sign.
Better be just a training session, if not I am so out of there! We need to just be training, not any of that other stuff!
Type made a hard face to be happy his erection finally had gone done a bit ago to then be stopped, he paid the driver to then get out to look over the building to take in a deep breathe, he then looked around to make sure he wasn't followed to then go inside, has he went inside it was difficult for him to figure out where to go given he couldn't hear any noises, he then went down a hallway to go to the back to open the door to peer in to stop to take in a very deep breathe.
Tharn was sitting down on a box, to be eyeing his sword, to be wearing black clothes to have his hoodie over his head to then move his sword up a bit to move it back and forth, type gulped to then take in a very deep breathe to slowly go in, tharn then moved his sword down to look to type to then be filled with rage.
Type stopped has he saw that to then eye about, he then looked down to see another sword.
Tharn saw that to slowly get up to slowly proceed forward for type to then start to do the same to then start to run given tharn started to do that also. Type grabbed the sword just in time to place it, in front of himself to keep tharn at bay for the two to then eye in the other to breathe hard, tharn then narrowed his eyes to move back to then strike, for type to have been moved back a bit to keep up his defiance.
Fuck! Why is he so angry!? I told him we are not going to..... Maybe it's because it's been almost a month since last time and I've been ignoring him.
Type then had some momentum to then move back to then strike at tharn and hard for them to keep clashing, the two were equal in strength and ability to fight.
The two then started to move about for them to keep hitting the others swords and hard to make really loud noises, type then would back away for tharn to then go right back at him with his speed and hardness for type to be trying to get him but nothing seemed to be working, type could tell tharn was very mad which was giving him the edge.
Holding out and strong, by hour 2 the two of them started to get a bit tired, tharn had hit types sword to then be pushed back for the two to be eyeing the other and hard to be breathing just the same.
Type gulped with a dry throat to lightly move down his sword.
"I..... Think this is enough training."
Tharn narrowed his eyes to then strike type and hard for him to bring up his sword to grunt.
"Damnit tharn!"
Tharn darted his eyes to then use his feet to start to push type for him to turn his head to see he was going to a wall to then turn his head back to eye over him to try to move tharn back to no avail, it didn't help it was already very late when type got there and there hard training was getting to him, tharn eventually succeeded to push type all the way to the wall, for him to breathe and hard to look over him to keep his sword up in defense.
"Tharn..... Enough!"
Tharn then darkly chuckled.
"Pathetic!"
Types eyes widened to then find some extra strength to then push at tharn for him to dart his eyes down, he was confused by this, to then eye up for type to then move back for a split second to then try to strike at tharn for him to already strike back in defense, for the two to be using all there strength to keep the other at bay for type to whimper.
Tharn darted his eyes over type to then start to be filled with rage once again when that memory of what he saw went through his mind, he the moved back to drop his sword for type to be confused for a moment, to widen his eyes has tharn placed his hand to his jacket to then pull back his hand to then punch your and hard in the mouth, type groaned to drop his sword to then place his hands to tharns chest to push him back to then pop him in the mouth, the two then started to fist fight for them to have hit the other in the mouth again, for each to then give the other a split lip, for type to then be pushed to the wall again for tharn to have him by his jacket, for type to have his hands to his wrists to be breathing quite a bit for the two to eye the other for tharn to then catch his breathe to peer his eyes to the split lip to raise an eye brow, blood started to come down, type then looked to tharns spilt lip to see the same. Type signed to then start to wiggle.
"Let go!"
Tharn peered his eyes to type to narrow.
For you to go back to.....
Tharn flexed his jaw to then place his hand to types wrist to then turn about to pull him to then gather each sword in his free hand for type to furrow his brow to look him up and down.
"What are you doing! Let go!"
Tharn stopped to take in a deep breathe to turn his head to look to him.
"You want your father to see you like that?"
Type made a hard face to then slowly shake his head. Tharn then gave a stiff nod to then turn his head back to then continue to pull type for him not to know where tharn was going to take him.