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So he was.

He supposed that it was progress if she still had strength to be flustered. Her reaction was perfectly natural given his greatness, yet, inexplicably, his ego hummed in triumph.

Kyo eased away slightly. But despite her earlier protestation, she stayed his movement by gripping his wrists.

Push, then pull?

...She wants control over me.

So be it.

His stance relaxed.

Trembling hands roamed upwards until warm palms rested against a powerful chest, pressing firmly in signal. Like a dance, Kyo felt himself respond to her unspoken request and wrapped his hands around the bend of her arms.