Chapter 25: Simple Truths
"TH- AH! THAT HURT! Why did that hurt so much? What happened to defensive only?" Aster just shrugged at the she-wolf.
"Well... You gave me the idea. I can’t believe it actually worked, but it is your fault for using the same tactic like that honestly. Did it really hurt that much? I didn’t think I could hit you hard enough to hurt you for real..." Stahl smiled and did her best to play it off.
"There’s definitely some extra power behind whatever you just slugged me with. That could be pretty helpful you know? See? Already teaching you things!" Stahl really had a shit eating look on her face in that moment. Aster just raised his staff and grunted. A moment later, it was knocked from his hands again.
"POINT! That’s four to one you know? Should I have you call me Teacher? Master? What sounds good to you?" Stahl was just getting downright cocky now and Aster had already about had it with the smug she-wolf. The human was learning something about himself that day. He was a sore loser. Aster moved in.
Stahl was met with Aster’s rotating strikes, holding his staff vertically and swinging in on the sides. She managed to block most with her swords, but one did catch her arm and knock it a bit far out of reach.
Aster leapt at the opening, bearing down with a full swing into it. Stahl kicked at his feet, breaking Aster’s balance as the she-wolf moved behind him.
Aster threw a shield to stop his fall, and braced against it while he desperately tried to turn in time... But he was already too late.
In one smooth motion, Stahl had Aster’s back against her breast, reaching around the human with a sword on either side of his neck. Aster could feel the very presence of the slender she-wolf nearly encompassing him in a mock embrace.
He could feel the she-wolf’s breath tickle lightly at the flesh on his throat, Aster relaxed his shoulders as he felt a rush of goosebumps cover the stimulated skin.
He closed his eyes and lowered his head just the slightest bit, despite the swords poised threateningly below. For a reason he couldn’t fully understand at the time, Aster shuddered. He had lost. He was glad he had.
"Point." It was barely a whisper.