“Come on, you can do better than that.” Ward teased with a little flirty smirk on his face. The whole situation reminded him of the old SHIELD days when he’d actually been someone’s CO. Ward was covered in sweat, enough that it went through the thin shirt he was wearing. “You’re holding back.” His leg kicked out to try and aim for the ankle of the other to knock them back before his first wiped through the air to try and connect with the other’s jaw. “Don’t- hold back. I’m not god damn breakable and someone in a real fight.” His fist swung out again. “won’t”
Damian watched the other’s movements with curiosity. He was clearly trained by the SHIELD agency, their style of fighting was clear in the way that he swung out. “I’m always holding back.” Damian barks out as he slides his foot out of the way, and dives under the other’s punch to his jaw. “I’m trained to kill Mr. Ward,” the punch connects to his face but he whips back around ready to strike out, “fine, but remember you asked for this!” Damian begins to lash out against the other, three quick punches - right left right - before attempting a kick to the other’s side. @grantwarriorsward
