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He had been eyeing her for years. Keeping a watchful eye on her.
She kept a close eye the second he stepped foot onto her nation.
Never had they thought the other did the same thing.
Now, faced in battle against one another, bruises battered all over their body, Mavuika grinned. She longed to see him in such a state of dismay; armor tattered and helmet nearly destroyed.
On the other hand, Capitano breathed in the surrounding. He fought the excitement surging in his veins, one that came from the exhilirating battle. Now that her attention was solely on him, he couldn't help but feel a moment of glee.
Trading blows, their obsessive gaze never left one another. Even when their companions or subordinates cheered them on, they never kept their eye off the other.
When their battle ended in a stalemate, they were forced to quiet corner, their passion in battle turned to lust. Mavuika's hands trailed his chest, her heavy breathing evident.
"Why?" she pondered out loud, her longing gaze surveying his wounds while her hands trailed behind. "Why are you here?"
"You know why." His response blunt and sharp, he spared her no details as his hands lingered down the curves of her body. He tilted his mask upwards, revealing his damaged face before sinking his teeth into her neck.
A light moan left her lips, her hands still trailing the bruises all over his body.