[Hector gasps as the tickling vibrations of Isaac's laughter morph into a sharp nip. The warm wet of his mouth tempers the bite, but it still cuts through Hector's sluggishness and brings the world back into focus. That fight Isaac speaks of is rekindling.
He wraps his fingers around Isaac's biceps and digs in his nails. He bucks up. If Isaac thinks keeping him on his back is easy, well... he would have been right when he first came over, but now he's going to find it more of a challenge.]
If you want bold, how about this? I'll put you on your back, and then you'll see what fight is left in me.
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He wraps his fingers around Isaac's biceps and digs in his nails. He bucks up. If Isaac thinks keeping him on his back is easy, well... he would have been right when he first came over, but now he's going to find it more of a challenge.]
If you want bold, how about this? I'll put you on your back, and then you'll see what fight is left in me.