Love

You know what kind of experience he is getting trough. You love him too much and, as things stand, your only concern has become helping him to save his face. On the other hand he is still a threat and you can't let him free all of a sudden. Gently, you raise a bit your waist, to make him feel the sensation that comes with that. Then, in order to give him a taste of his possible humiliation, you push harder the foot on his chest and lay the other one on his throat. He freezes, realizing his predicament. You can finally let him go, pulling yourself up and helping him to stand. "Apparently you've kicked my ass honey.." he has to admit, very embarrassed. "Told you...", you reply, smiling. "I don't know what to say...it's..so strange..." he mumbles. "You've been a worthy opponent", you try to consulate him. Liam smiles, takes your hand and, to your surprise, raises it up in sign of victory "The winner of the match is..Sarah!", he shouts. Witnessing this scene all your friends clap their hands and you hug him, happier than ever.