PIN ]: sender pins receiver against the wall during combat/sparring. | david > will
will absorbed the hit on his wide back, more concerned to brace himself, not to get whiplash and risk getting disoriented than anything else. his breath gets knocked out of his hollowed chest at impact, and his hands fumble on his aggressor's grasp, trying to find any weak spot or point of leverage. failing.
immobilised and far from surrendering, will's bright eyes shot on david's face, studying him, trying to investigate the other's intentions hiding under the pale surface of his icy gaze. "now what?" he taunted, coarse voice lowered, slipping out of a challenging grin. he grabbed onto david's wrist, willingly seeking his naked skin just so his silver rings could react with the other's allergic dermis. at its sizzle, will's grin grew. he knew the bite of silver on david's skin was no more than an uncomfortable nip, and still, he wanted to know he could affect the other in some way. leaving a scar even. how many did he leave already in the years they spent chasing and fighting and never going all the way? he wanted david to feel it. "c'mon then," he raised his chin in a quick invite. "is that all you got?"