( sexual themes )
❛ i'm gonna kick someone's ass tomorrow. ❜

     "MAYBE... WE SHOULDN'T DO THIS
right in front of Cobra Kai."

Miguel nodded at Ayane's words. "Smart idea."

She put her car in reverse and drove out of the Reseda strip, already having a place in mind to go.

Ayane's phone buzzed from the console, the screen lighting up. Ayane ignored it but Miguel looked over, seeing Vincent's name and a text from him. He glanced away, bouncing his knee impatiently.

Pulling into the same empty walking trail parking lot from a few nights prior, Ayane put the car in park. Miguel unbuckled, beginning to climb into the back. Ayane hooked up her phone and put her playlist on shuffle, turning up the volume, then following suit.

She placed herself in Miguel's lap and he leaned up to kiss her, sliding his hands under her shirt.

A moan was exchanged from his lips to hers, Miguel taking Ayane's hoodie off and discarding it, leaving her in a sports bra. He was not being very vocal tonight, and it made Ayane wonder why. Though she liked to be on top, Miguel seemed to want to take charge tonight. He pulled away at once, his hand going around her throat. He pushed her down to get over her, removing his shirt.

Their lips met again, needy and starving for each other's taste. His hands traced from her collarbone to her hips, grabbing them firmly before running his fingers over the waistband of her jeans. His pace did not slow down, becoming more rough and impatient. Miguel pressed his fingers into Ayane's jaw, moving his lips down to her neck while simultaneously sliding his other hand underneath her jeans but not her underwear. He could feel how wet she already was, listening to her increasingly louder moans as he began rubbing his fingers against the fabric of her underwear and his lips leaving rough kisses down her neck.

Ayane's breaths became more shortened and staggered, coming completely undone by this boy and they had barely just begun. Miguel finally stopped teasing and pulled Ayane's jeans and underwear off of her toned legs, barely giving her a moment to breathe before sliding a finger into her.

"Ah–" Ayane caught herself, biting her lip and rolling her eyes up to the hood of the car as Miguel continued to move his fingers in and out of her. He noticed how she seemed to be trying to not make noise, which only motivated him further.

"Were you gonna say something?" Miguel asked, looking down at her and smirking while suddenly rubbing his thumb against her clit. Ayane let out a gasp, much to his satisfaction.

"You looked like you wanted to say something."

Ayane wanted to say something snarky back but she couldn't, giving a guttural moan as she suddenly came. Miguel smiled with satisfaction, making sure she was alright to continue. He removed her bra and kissed her once more, planting them down her chest and stomach and continuing to her inner thighs. She huffed in frustration, annoyed by his incessant teasing.

"Stop doing that," she said through gritted teeth. Miguel paused, looking up at her.

"Stop doing what?"

Ayane clenched her jaw, refusing to give him that kind of satisfaction. Instead, she sat up and grabbed his shoulders, pinning him underneath her.

Before Miguel could say anything, she reached down and unfastened his jeans, pulling them off of him roughly. Ayane could see his hardened bulge through his boxers, removing them as well. Miguel sucked in his teeth as his dick hit the cold air, swearing in his mind. Ayane was going to be the death of him.

"Ayane–"

She ignored him, wrapping her hand around his cock and sliding it up and down agonizingly. Miguel's breath hitched, closing his eyes as a wave of pleasure came through him. Ayane seemed to know what she was doing. Her lips parted and Ayane got down on the floorboard, lowering her head and moving her mouth to the tip of his cock. That was enough to make his entire body twitch, Ayane continuing by moving him further into her mouth while continuing to move her hand up and down slowly. Her saliva made the job easier, Ayane incorporating her tongue in sloppy up and down motions.

"Ayane, fuck–" Miguel's hands were in her hair, his eyes closed tightly. She let him pull her hair back, resisting it by bobbing her head up and down on his cock. He could not last much longer, and Ayane knew it. She continued to work her tongue down him as she pushed him further into her mouth. Luckily, her gag reflex was pretty good. Miguel let go of her hair and exhaled as Ayane tasted him coming into her mouth.

She swallowed and finally made her way back up to him, surprised when he grabbed her wrists and stopped her for a moment.

Looking up at Ayane in his lap, Miguel could only see how jealous he still was. He could only picture Vincent and Ayane. And it was making him even angrier.

"I'm not in the mood to take it slow tonight," he said.

She met his eyes, raising her eyebrows a little.

"No problem, Mr. Diaz."

Miguel gripped her waist, directing her entrance above him.

"You're on the pill, right?"

She smiled a little. "Yeah."

He pulled her lips to his by Ayane's throat, Ayane putting her hands on his chest. Miguel started to kiss her neck, placing his hands on her hips to position her. She finally lowered herself onto his dick and moaned softly, gripping his shoulders. She jerked her hips upward with impatience, allowing him to become more comfortable in her as he pushed in and out with increasing speed. A song was playing loudly in the background. Their moans became drowned out by the song and they moved to the rhythm of it, faster and more aggressively.

Miguel moved his hands to her neck and applied pressure, seeing the dark and lustful look in Ayane's eyes that assured him she was enjoying it. He leaned forward again to kiss her.

"Miguel," she choked out, feeling herself coming close once more. He did not stop, moving his hands to her hips to bring her down as hard as she could.

"Say my name again," he instructed, waiting to hear it escape from her lips even if she didn't want it to.

Ayane cried out with pleasure, Miguel's name rolling off of her tongue in a harsh voice.

He squeezed her waist as he pushed inside of her one final time, coming and exhaling heavily. Ayane saw spots, maybe even sparks, releasing at her second peak.

Their foreheads touched for a moment, both trying to catch their breath.

Miguel helped Ayane off of him, both finding their clothes and putting them back on.

He checked his phone for the time, then frowned when he saw the multitude of notifications. Miguel opened his phone, reading all of the texts from Eagle Fang and Miyagi-Do kids.

"Ayane." He reached over blindly, hitting her on the arm.

"What?"

Miguel shook his head, his nostrils flaring with anger once again.

"The Cobra Kais cut off Hawk's hair. Just a little while ago."

Ayane's eyes widened, thinking. She already knew specifically who it was.

"Robby, Tory and Kyler," she replied, biting her nails. "They were talking about getting 'payback' the other day because Hawk threatened Kenny."

"Who's Kenny?"

Ayane waved her hand. "This kid in the dojo. Me and Robby kinda took pity on him."

She sat back, then suddenly swore out loud.

"Vincent. He was there too, he was talking about doing something with them tonight."

Ayane reached up in the front seat, grabbing her phone from the console. She saw the text from Vincent, opening the car door and getting out. She hit the call button on his contact.

Vincent answered rather quickly. "Ayane, what's up–"

"Vincent, what the fuck did you guys do?"

He was quiet for a moment. "What do you mean? We did what we said we were gonna do. We got payback."

Ayane paced in the parking lot. Miguel had gotten out of the car as well, watching her from afar.

"Who all was there?" she asked in a quiet voice.

He replied, "Basically everyone but you. And Kenny."

She swore in her mind.

"I– I don't understand why you sound mad," he continued. "Hawk deserved it for threatening one of our own. You should've been there."

"Well I couldn't," she snapped, turning to see Miguel still standing there. He threw his hands up, wanting to know what was going on.

Vincent went quiet again.

"Robby said he wants to talk to you, by the way."

"I'm sure he does," Ayane huffed, shaking her head. "I'll see you tomorrow, Vincent."

Before he could reply, she hung up.

Ayane walked back over to her car, opening the driver's side door and getting in. Miguel followed.

"What happened?" he asked.

She started up the car.

"I'm gonna kick someone's ass tomorrow," was all she replied.

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"MISS CAIN, I'D LIKE A WORD WITH YOU."

Ayane looked up from the floor of the dojo where she was stretching, seeing Silver walk to the back room.

She halfway rolled her eyes, standing up. Robby looked at her with narrowed eyes, but Ayane ignored him.

She walked into the back room.

"Yes sensei?"

Silver turned with a piece of paper in his hand and a smile.

"There's been changes in the tournament. There will now be a girl's division as well as a boy's division."

Ayane furrowed her eyebrows. "So... I'm only gonna be fighting girls?"

Silver laughed. "No worries, Ayane. That just makes your job a whole lot easier."

She raised her head, inhaling slowly. "So– is that all you wanted to say?"

He placed his hands behind him, shaking his head.

"Someone came into the dojo last night," he said at once.

Her heart nearly stopped. She shook her head slightly.

"How– how do you know that?"

Silver looked down at her. "I installed cameras not too long ago. So correct me if I'm wrong... but I thought you and Mr. Diaz had broken up."

Ayane suddenly felt nauseous. She opened her mouth to speak but no words would come out.

Terry laughed dryly. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell anyone. That is, if you do exactly as I tell you."

Her face fell with the realization of what was about to happen. She was about to be blackmailed.

"You're going to compete in this tournament as a Cobra Kai. And should you try anything to sabotage us at the tournament, then I believe I've got some camera footage I can show to your father, and the other students as well."

She clenched her jaw as Silver walked out of the room, standing there in disbelief for a moment.

Before she could walk out as well, Ayane turned and came face to face with Robby.

"Where were you last night?"

Ayane glanced away. "Like I told Vincent, I had to study."

"I think you're lying," Robby was quick to reply, stepping toward her. "You're hiding something, Ayane. I've known you long enough to that you are."

She scoffed, glaring at Robby. "Oh, so you think you're an expert on me, now?"

"Tell me the truth. Do you still talk with the Eagle Fang and Miyagi-Do students?"

"No."

Robby stared at her. "Then prove it."

"What?" Ayane closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose with irritation.

"Win this tournament for Cobra Kai. I know you're the best female fighter, so if you lose I know you'll have done it on purpose."

Oh no, I'm so scared, she thought, almost rolling her eyes.

"Whatever, Robby."

After practice, Ayane decided to take a little joyride. She really did not know where she was going to go, but she needed to clear her head.

Ayane drove to Encino Hills, but she went past her house and kept going. Before she knew it, she was in front of the LaRusso's home.

It had been so long since she had seen Daniel or Amanda. She even missed Anthony a little bit.

Ayane reasoned with herself for a moment. She hoped someone was home.

Walking up to the door, Ayane rang the doorbell and waited.

A few moments passed, and the door finally opened.

"Hi– hi Mr. LaRusso."

Daniel looked at Ayane with surprise. He glanced outside to see if anyone was with her.

"Ayane," he frowned. "Are you okay?"

She quickly nodded. "Yeah. It's just– been awhile. Can I come in?"

"Of course," he stepped to the side to let Ayane in. She walked into the home, smiling involuntarily. God, she missed this place.

"So what brings you by?" he finally asked.

Ayane turned to him, putting her hands in her jacket pockets.

"Well... I guess I just– need some advice."

Daniel held up a finger. "Hold that thought. Come in here and sit down. Can I get you anything to drink?"

She followed Daniel to the dining room and sat down. "Water is fine."

After he returned, Daniel sat down across from her.

"What's on your mind, kiddo?"

Ayane folded her hands in front of her, chewing her inner lip.

"What do you know about Terry Silver?"

"Nothing good," Daniel shook his head. "I'm sure he picked you out as his favorite student, didn't he?"

Ayane shrugged slightly. "More or less. I could tell from the start that there was something off about him, but I... I started to let myself trust him. I don't know what I was thinking."

"Nothing that I didn't think, too," Daniel responded. "Years back, he was the reason I went to Cobra Kai for the short time that I did. Before I knew it, he had manipulated me, too."

Ayane looked up, surprised by this.

"Really?"

Daniel nodded. "Yeah. But I didn't see it as quick as you did. And I'm glad you saw through him. I didn't want you to turn into a pawn in his game."

"Well, I don't have much of a choice," she said, glancing down. She raised her head again. "I want to win, Mr. LaRusso. But I don't wanna win for Cobra Kai."

Daniel sighed.

"Then do it for yourself, Ayane. It doesn't matter what dojo you're in, as long as you're fighting for you."

Ayane stood up, starting to smile.

Daniel stood as well, starting to say something when Ayane suddenly went forward and hugged him.

"Thank you, Sensei. For everything."

notes.
i wasn't in the smut writing mood fr so i hope that was okay, but anyway ✋

no i didn't almost cry at that last sentence lol why do you ask 😝 really just thinking about how much i missed ayane in miyagi-do

now are y'all ready for a johnny and 'ayannie' interaction?? alsjjdsks

favorite ayane and miguel moment? (from this book or severity)