Hi have some Katipunan x Spanish Empire lime
Also updating 1-2 days turned out to be a lie-
My brain can't function ahH
This might be continued I honestly don't know I just wrote this out of nowhere. Warning too since this chapter gets pretty heated-
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Clang!
"Why the hell are you doing this- Why would you even do this!"
SE manages to regain his posture and watches his opponent struggle to even stand up. Just seeing how SE could regain his posture made Kati even more infuriated, knowing that Kati himself couldn't even see straight.
With almost all of his remaining strength, he lounged forward and recklessly tried to stab SE, but has luckily, and accidentally, landed a punch on the Spaniard.
Kati almost cried out of victory and tried tackling SE again, but of course, SE's reflexes has immediately pushed Kati harshly away from him.
Kati's body fell to the ground with a cringy and painful thud. The amount of pain and ache he neglected a while ago was starting to backfire, weakening his body and his consciousness.
His weapon was sent flying to a patch of grass, far from his reach. He tried to crawl to it but SE kicked the weapon away and stomped Kati's chest to the ground.
Kati helplessly tried to catch his breath, forcing himself to forget the pain and to continue fighting, no matter how pathetic he might get. His eyelids were almost closing out of such displeasure and he kept groaning or moaning quietly whenever he tried to move a muscle.
SE watched his opponent look so weak, helpless and.. submissive.
Those little sounds of pain didn't even sound like pain, but SE loved it either way. This reaction made him press his foot even harder.
Kati hitched his breath, feeling the blood leave his wounds faster. He knew that he couldn't even fight in the first place, but he was foolish enough to think that accepting this one on one battle was the only option he had.
Now, he lies there defeated with his opponent stepping on him. He could feel his face so flushed with red, his sweat falling from every part of his skin, the blood oozing out of the large slash SE has done on his chest, and his chest dirtied by the other's boot. For the first time, Kati's felt like pleading for his life.
"S-Spire..-"
SE pointed his sword towards Kati's mouth, which immediately shut the Filipino up. The Spaniard slowly entered his sword into Kati's mouth.
They locked their gaze on each other. SE had a blank shade of blue staring into the other's shaken and miserable dark eyes. The Spaniard realised that his opponent was about to faint.
Still, he wanted more reactions.
SE raised his foot and it slowly traveled down to a certain area. He gently pressed and massaged it without breaking eye contact.
This was the only area that didn't feel anything, and now that there was pleasure to overwhelm it, Kati whimpered and tried moving his hips away from what's creating pleasure. Seeing how Kati suddenly grew embarrassed finally made the Spaniard laugh.
"You haven't been touched in a while, have you?"
Kati couldn't even understand what SE was saying, all he could focus was the pain and that sudden pleasure. He closed his eyes and tried to rest for a while, and as soon as he did, he felt the foot off of him, but his hands were grasped and raised over his head.
