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The dojo was dark but I learned long time ago not to trust that. I turned on the lights and went to look around while Ren waited on the main floor. I was happy to find it was empty tonight. I returned to Ren who I couldn't help chuckling at the poor sucker never changes he was only in sweats he had removed his tee-shirt socks and shoes. His eyes where on me, I walk over and lock the door. Last thing I wanted was anyone interrupting.

"That what your wearing angel face?" Ren finally asks breaking the silence as he looks me over. I had on many loose layers.

"Well, in this situation more layers are going to be to my advantage." I smile innocently.

"Just what are we doing?"

"I told you sparing. You better not hold back I want a match like in the past. I'm tired of being coddled here. Just to make it interesting, for every point we score on each other, the loser has to lose a piece of clothes." I drop the bombshell giving him the best sexy, mischievous grin, I can. I notice his lower brain was already spell bound. I quirk an eyebrow in amusement. He was defiantly game.

"Don't worry honey you won't even last a few minutes those extra clothes won't do you any good." He smirks back. I stick out a tongue playfully.

"Sure, you don't want to put more on, won't be far if this ends too quickly." I poke fun at him. I love the confident smile he gives back. He starts stretching his arms preparing, then follows me into the middle of the dojo.

The sneaky bastard didn't even give me a chance to get ready when he grapples me from behind, bending one arm up behind my back into a chicken wing and the other on my shoulder. "Sorry love, you said no coddling that means dirty tricks are fair game." He whispers in my ear.

"Well if that's the case." I quickly reach out behind me with my free arm. God it hurt like hell but when my finger tips brush against the cloth of his pants, He jumps back.

"Seriously woman!" I laugh hysterically. His expression is priceless.

"What, are you scared of a little S and M." I giggle, digging my nail into my bottom lip a little as I trace it. His eyes follow it narrowing. He licks his lips.

"Fuck me, you really have to be punishment, because your killing me, my little tiger." He stalks towards me trying to grab me. I side step laughing.

"Then tame me and maybe you'll see I'm just a kitten wanting to be loved." I slide my hand on his ribs sliding it around to his back as I circle him, stalking him.

A low rumbling growl escapes his lips as he quickly spins around on the pad of his foot. I duck from his hand grabbing me, the wait of my body gets heavy though when I realize he wasn't gabbing me he had spun around to trip me knocking me off my feet. I land on my side my arm catching me a little. Damn that hurt more than I thought it would.

"Strip!" I look up, his eyes glaring down at me the heat in them nearly sets me on fire, as he waits in anticipation.

I smile up at him "Do I get to choose which piece."

"Not if you're going to be cheap about it, that one should count for big piece of clothing." I laugh getting what he means. He knew I had intended to remove my socks as my choice. I reach down grabbing the bottom hem of my white tee-shirt and slowly lift it up over my head. I toss it to the side of the room.

His clicks his tongue, "Damn." I stifle a laugh.

"Disappointed?" I had made sure to have my black sports bra on under.

"In the view? Hardly, if anything, you're making it harder for me to want to continue this game, when I'd rather just sprawl you out and finish stripping you now."

I smile, "To bad I'm the one calling the shots." With that, I swing my leg out attacking his legs. He jumps dodging.

"Not going to be that easy honey."

"Maybe if I was more naked it work," I wink.

"Perhaps only one way to find out." He swings forward. I bend backwards dodging him from grabbing hold of me. Getting serious I side step taking a middle jab at him seeing an opening. Shit, it's to late was a set up. He has my arm and he is twisting it. I bit my lip fighting the urge to cry out. I can't move to fight back. "Strip."

"What?" I look over my shoulder. "This doesn't count I growl it's a hold."

"You can't move no point in making it worse. Strip honey." Why this cocky. I push hard backwards tossing us both backwards. I roll over rubbing my head I had hit it off something. I hear him chuckle. "Didn't want to strip for me that bad." I sit up. Ren's lip is bleeding.

"Oh my god," I scramble to my knees and crawl over to him. "I'm sorry," I touch his lip where he is bleeding.

"Ouch!"

"I'm sorry," I bite my lip. I can't believe I made him bleed. I hear him chuckle. I look up.

"I'm sorry, Anna. I'm screwing with you, it doesn't hurt swear. You just look like you felt so bad I wanted to screw with you. I couldn't help it." He laughs harder.

I hit him in the shoulder. "You ass!" He cracks up more. Push him, "Stop laughing, I was seriously worried." I punch him again for good measure, trying to kill Mr. Chuckles.

"Well it was your point." I look up at him confused. "You threw me back and I'm even bleeding when I thought I had you. Games over you win" I frown.

"Unless you're not wearing any briefs under your sweats then this game isn't over."

His mischievous smile comes over his face. "I count that as two points. I'll get my revenge another time personally I feel like the winner either way." Before I can react, the demon appears with lightening fast reflexes. I am in his lap thrust against him. Fuck it felt good. I intertwine my fingers into his hair on the back of his neck pulling it. I hear him groan. "Seems like I don't need to tame the Tiger into a kitten, just need to let her play." He grins, flipping me over cradling me as I land on my back. His eyes burn into mine.

"Ren," Is all I say before his lips devour mine.