swords men

going strong

With a face, tharn looked down to his left hand to eye over his sword to sign to then slowly look up, he had been hoping type wanted to go to a hotel with him, however he wanted to sword fight instead.
Type kept his eyes to tharn to hold his sword to dart his eyes.
Don't make that cold face at me. You gave me a choice and I picked this one. Don't always want to just have sex with you.
Type then took in a deep breathe to then draw his sword to eye over tharn who narrowed his eyes a bit to then draw his sword to slowly start to move for type to do the same, one moved to the left the other to the right has they made a full circle for them to stop, for tharn to roll his eyes to then go at type with his full strength and now anger for how things turned out.
Type blocked his attacks to commit everything to memory for later, to then twirl here and there to try a few new positions and things he had read about to see how they were affective.
Tharn eyed type confused a bit to keep attacking him and hard, for type to then get the upper hand too then kick his foot to make tharn land to the ground on his back for him to eye over type impressed, for type to have his sword drawn out for the two of them to be breathing and hard.
"Ha! Finally got you!"
Tharn narrowed his eyes to run his fingers to the ground to then raise an eye brow.
Grabbing his sword and quick from the ground next to him, tharn got up and quick to then pounce a bit, type had to move back and quick to deflect to make a face.
Maybe I shouldn't have said what I did, his attacks are getting harder and more difficult.
Type grunted to keep up with tharn for him to actually move a bit faster, to then catch type off guard to then do the same move with the foot for type to land to his back for tharn to then go down to hover over, to place his hands above his head into one, to place the sword side ways to his throat to eye over him with a smirk.
Type breathed and hard to eye over tharn to then peer his eyes down to roll his eyes.
"Fine...... You got me. Now get off and....... Hey...... Hey!"
Tharn tilted his head to the side to then mine his sword upwards to eye down at types clothing to then start to cut his outter layer, type then started to move his body back and forth.
"What are you doing! I'm not taking off my shirt, I've told you this and......"
Tharn made a disgruntled face has he started to hear type to on and on, to cut the outter jacket to not even get his shirt, to lower the sword further down to then snip off his button to his pants, to then plant the sword to types side, to take that hand back to his pants to unzip to slowly look back up to raise an eye brow has type then stopped talking to eye down.
"Oooh....... Well...... You didn't have to cut my clothes and......I chose to fight you not.....mmm!"
Has type started to talk again, tharn crushed his mouth to his to shut him up, to move his head back to eye over him.
"You really need to be quiet. Also, you had your choice, now I get mine."
Tharn then slowly eyed down.
"I want you."
Types lips parted to take in very deep breathes to then gulp to move his head back to look over the ceiling to then wince has something dug into his head, he turned it to see glass and such to widen his eyes a bit.
"You need to stop, I'm laying on glass."
Tharn widened his eyes to then get up and quick to then grab type up who went to tharns chest a bit to quick for tharn to hold type close for the two to dart there eyes over the other for type to place his hands to tharns chest to move back to eye down to turn for tharn to widen his eyes once more, he stepped to type to take out a long piece of glass that cut into his jacket, to he going into his flesh to throw it to the ground to eye it in anger to see blood, he then looked to type who was brushing himself clean for tharn to see where he pulled the glass to see blood coming down to eye over type.
"Type?"
Type turned to look over tharn questionably..
"Yes?"
"Are you feeling..... Any pain?"
Type made a face to shake his head for tharn to step closer.
"You had a huge glass piece sticking out of your back."
Type raised an eye brow to then eye down to see the shard, covered in blood.
"Oh...."
Tharn tilted his head to be confused.
How are you not in pain!
Tharn rolled his eyes to turn type to eye over the wound that was still bleeding to then try to take types shirt and jacket off for him to turn around to push tharn away to really eye.
"I said no! Now I'm going to take care of this myself!"
Tharn watched type leave to sign to then grab there swords to then go to type to place his hand to his to take him to a near by hotel, inside tharn got your what he needed for type to take to go to the bathroom alone.
Sitting to the bed, tharn sat there criss cross to be really confused.
Tharn then turned his head to see type come out with his shirt on to go to the bed to lay down on his back to place his hands behind his head to close his eyes to take in deep breathes.
Tharn looked over him more confused.
"Type?"
"Hmm?"
"How are you lying to your back right now?"
Type shrugged.
"Your seeing it."
"But how?"
Type signed.
"I'm fine."
"How?"
Type opened his eyes to look to tharn.
"I don't want to talk about this."
"Why?"
Type made a hard face to roll his eyes to then get up to hop on tharn to push him down to eye over him very seductively.
"Can we just have sex now?"
Tharn narrowed his eyes to then turn his head to start to moan a bit has type went to his neck to leave kisses for tharn to place his hands to his waist to then sign.
What is wrong with your back type? More importantly, when will you tell me?