What Do They Whisper?

What does one rival whisper to the other, when they have them locked between their thighs, with a forearm about their throat?

When their bodies could not be closer, and only they two know of their struggle and hate?

Do they taunt? Do they promise? Do they threaten? Do they challenge?


Saying all as their lips hover not but an eyelash’s width away from their enemy’s ear, with their breathing heavy, and voice shaking from the effort their muscles do expend to hold on.

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