forum Romance one on one of some kind? (Closed)

Started April 08, 2019 by @gracehustle

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"Hmmm," She thought for a moment then shook her head, "You're too good for someone like me, not the other way around," She looked around the shed, not making eye contact, "Well, good in a sense." She added quickly.

He huffed a laugh and stepped back slightly. "Then I guess we'll have to agree to disagree. Shall we go to the underground fighting ring?"

She nodded, "Just promise me one thing, that you won't get into any fights while we're there." Jynna took a small step back as well and smiled.

He returned her smile with one of his own. "Promise. I'm too scrawny to fight, remember?" He winked at her.

She rolled her eyes with a grin and started towards the door of the shed, reaching out and grabbing his hand, "Is there anything I should know or be warned about before we go there?"

He laced their fingers together. "If you're squeamish, this is probably not a good idea. There are drugs and bloody fights–duh–and… uhhh… really bad guys sometimes. Depends on the fights going on."

"I'm not squeamish with blood, but broken bones…that's a whole different thing. What do you mean by 'really bad guys' also?" She replied, heading outside and glancing at her graffiti on the wall.

"Men you don't want to get tangled with. Trust me, Princess. Just stay by my side and you won't have to worry about it."

"Ok," She squeezed his hand as they walked to the motorcycle, a small feeling of worry settling in her stomach.

He stopped her as they reached the bike. "You sure you still want to go?" He didnt want to bring her to such a place, especially of she was uncomfortable with going.

After a minute she nodded, "I still want to go, I'm just slightly worried that something will happen, I've never been anywhere like this before."

He smiled grimly and got on the bike, grabbing her helmet and handing it to her. "Then let's go."

Once again, she slipped the helmet on and sat down, wrapping her arms around his middle and looking at the graffiti one last time.

He looked back at her as she stared at the graffiti. "What, you wanna go kiss it goodbye?"

"Nah, just wanted to look at it one last time." She poked him in the stomach playfully, "We can get going Prince."

He shot her a grin before starting the motorcycle. He made sure she was ready before he started off, heading to the least violent fighting ring that he could remember off the top of his head. Now, since it was a fighting ring, it wasn't violence-free. But he was sure that they didn't beat each other to a bloody pulp, and he was also pretty sure that there was a limited amount of druggies as well. You could call it a classy fighting ring, if those things could be called such.

When he started the motorcycle and they headed off, her grip tightened slightly and she smiled. The thought of a fighting ring was a new one and she was both curious and slightly worried at it, she hoped it would be at least a little exciting.

He was still having seconds thoughts as to if he should be taking her there. But she insisted that she wanted to go, so he'd take her. But he would be at her side at all times. Who knows what kind of people were there, and how they'd treat a pretty girl like Jynna?

Her mind wandered as he drove, from the graffiti she just drew on a wall to the fighting ring she was going to. This day had been fun so far and she loved it, it beat going to class.

Rhydar eventually pulled up to a large building that looked pretty plain from the outside. Cars and motorcycles and trucks were parked all around it, and the faint sound of cheering could be heard. He shut off his bike and turned to look at her. "You sure? Just think of it like this: do you like boxing?"

"It's alright. I mean, I don't watch it in my spare time or anything but it's still cool," She replied, pulling off the helmet and setting it down as she hopped off the bike.

He sighed. "Alright. Suit yourself." He got off as well and slipped his hand in hers, lacing their fingers together. "Remember what I said?"

Jynna nodded and repeated what he had said before when they were by the graffiti, "Stay by your side so nothing happens to me."

He nodded and kissed the top of her head, murmuring, "I'm just worried that's all," before pulling back and leading her towards a set of doors with grouchy looking bouncers guarding them.

"I'll be fine Rhydar, I can handle myself and I'm not stupid." She gave the bouncers a friendly smile even though she saw they looked quite grouchy.

Rhydar nodded at them, and they let the two in without a word. His grip on her hand tightened slightly as he led her through some halls. The cheering grew louder. "I know, I know," he sighed. "I'll try to behave myself." He shot her a quick smile.

She smiled back and focused on the sound of the cheering, "You better, because I don't want to have to get you out of any fights, for any reason."

"I'm more of a cheat when it comes to fights. Less punchy-punchy and more tricky-tricky. I know when to back off when I need to." He let go over her hand to wrap an arm around her waist as he opened a door for her, the source of the cheering revealed.

A huge crowd was gathered around a fenced off platform, where two muscular guys were throwing punches and dodging hits. Whenever a fist or foot connected, the crowd went wild. You could tell who the majority favorite was by the screams–if they dodged or landed a hit, the crowd cheered. Usually, the favorite got the loudest cheers.

For a moment she just looked around and took in what was happening. "Now I know why you asked if I liked boxing," She said, slightly amazed by the size of the crowd gathered around the ring.

He nodded and gently ushered her through the door. "It's basically illegal boxing. The crowd can place bets on who'll win, and the guy that owns this place gets a cut of the bets–no matter who wins."