❝ now why would i be jealous when you're already mine? ❞

warning!
sexual themes ahead.

skip to the '. . . .' if you do not wish to read this first part!

MIGUEL HUNGRILY KISSED AYANE, moving his hands over her body.

"Wait," Ayane drew back, "what about your grandma?"

Miguel gave her a look. "I'm pretty sure she went to smoke a joint. And besides, I don't think she really cares what we do."

"As long as no one gets pregnant, right?"

He smiled slowly. "Right."

This was not Ayane and Miguel's first time. The actual first time had been a few months prior. And it was awkward, but they pushed through.

Ayane reached up to pull Miguel's shirt off, and Miguel helped her do the same. She got back on top of Miguel, straddling him and running her fingers through his hair as they kissed again.

Miguel grabbed her waist and turned her over so that he hovered over her. He kissed her neck slowly, then became more rough as she muttered his name.

He lowered himself down Ayane's body, planting kisses down her chest and stomach. Ayane was completely vulnerable to him, and Miguel knew it.

Unfastening her jeans, Miguel slid them off of Ayane's legs and ran his hands up her thighs in an almost teasing manner.

Miguel massaged his thumb against the damp fabric of her underwear, causing Ayane to squirm impatiently.

"Fuck," she hissed, closing her eyes.

He hummed a little, pulling the hem down. His tongue rolled over her clit and Ayane moaned, then gripped the sheets to try and keep quiet. Miguel continued the same motion and she thrust upward as she basically felt her insides melting.

"Miguel," she moaned, still with her eyes closed. He tightened his grip on her hips as he bobbed his head up and down, sliding his tongue in and out of her. Miguel was becoming harder just by the sound of Ayane's moans.

She pushed a hand through his hair, murmuring, "Don't stop."

Ayane could feel a familiar feeling pitting in her stomach, perhaps the best feeling in the world.

Miguel moved faster, bringing a hand down and sliding his fingers inside of Ayane. She could have screamed, but was trying her hardest to keep it down. He hummed against her folds, sending a sensation through her body.

"Mig, I'm gonna..." Ayane gripped the headboard behind her, letting out a guttural moan as she came. She let out a heavy exhale, as did Miguel, with satisfaction.

He looked up with a smirk on his face, crawling back up to Ayane and kissing her softly. She quickly reached down to the hem of his pants, unbuttoning them and helping Miguel pull them off.

"Quick question," Miguel pulled away, "are you still jealous?"

Ayane clenched her jaw, pushing herself back on top of Miguel with roughness. She brought her hand down to his hardened bulge and grinded against him, causing Miguel to let out an unexpected moan.

She leaned forward so that her lips touched his ear, whispering, "Now why would I be jealous when you're already mine?"

Ayane pushed him down, reaching over to Miguel's nightstand drawer and pulling out a contraceptive.

"How did you know-"

"Stop talking." Ayane helped Miguel get the condom on, placing her hands on his shoulders and slowly lowering herself onto him. They both breathed in the same rhythm, slow and steady. He held her waist to balance Ayane as she rocked back and forth with Miguel inside of her.

Miguel threw his head back, staring at the ceiling. "Shit," he breathed out, thrusting upward to push himself deeper. Ayane moaned, falling forward a little as they picked up their speed. For the second time, Ayane could feel the tightening feeling in her stomach. Miguel felt the same, grabbing onto Ayane tighter.

"I'm almost there," he huffed out.

"Me too," she replied, clawing Miguel's back so hard she probably left scratch marks.

Ayane closed her eyes as she climaxed, seeing sparks and what felt like an explosion inside of her. Miguel released with a relieved exhale, Ayane collapsing against his chest.

They were both quiet for a moment, with nothing but the sound of their breathing to be heard.

"Oh no," Ayane said, startling Miguel.

She got off of Miguel, grabbing the stuffed unicorn. "Do you think Professor Sparkles was watching us?"

Miguel broke out into laughter, along with Ayane. She turned the little unicorn's legs up, covering its eyes.

"Professor Sparkles said he's lost all of his innocence."

"I think we have, too," Miguel replied, turning his head to look at Ayane laying beside him. She smiled, shrugging.

"Yeah... but we aren't sparkly unicorns either."

. . . .

AYANE TRACED HER FINGERTIPS along Miguel's chest, sighing.

"I have to go."

Miguel frowned, poking his bottom lip out humorously.

She rolled her eyes with a quick grin, getting up and putting her clothes back on. Miguel pulled back on his own, huffing.

"I think you could stay," Miguel said, pulling his shirt on. "Yeah, you could totally stay."

Ayane pushed her hair back as she turned back to him, smiling softly.

"I wish. And besides, don't you have class tomorrow morning?"

Miguel sighed, replying, "Unfortunately. Sometimes I just wish we could be in the same dojo."

Ayane went quiet for a moment, holding her tongue so she would not say anything about Cobra Kai.

"Yeah? Well, we'd always love to have a new student at Miyagi-Do."

Miguel narrowed his eyes at her. "Yeah, nice try. But I'll pass."

Ayane shook her head a little, walking toward him and putting her arms around his neck.

"Then I guess we just have to continue being karate rivals."

Miguel put his hands on her waist, leaning forward with a little smirk on his face.

"Fine by me, as long as this part stays the same."

He kissed her at once until Ayane forced herself to pull away.

"I really have to go," she whispered, wrinkling her nose.

Miguel groaned. "Or, or or- hear me out- you could stay."

She smiled up at him. "Goodnight, Miguel. I love you."

"You better," he replied, earning an eye roll from Ayane. She began to turn and walk away and Miguel said, "Wait, I'm kidding! I love you too."

Ayane opened his bedroom door, turning back to Miguel.

"You better."

. . . .

THE NEXT DAY, Ayane, Sam, Robby and Demetri all went to the mall.

Ayane had somewhat caught on to Robby's thing for Sam, although she had not yet asked him about it.

So while Sam and Robby sat and ate in the food court, Ayane let Demetri drag her to the comic book store.

"How can there possibly be this many comics about one dragon warlock person?" she asked, picking up a comic book.

Demetri glanced over at her, rolling his eyes.

"You wouldn't understand. You haven't been invested in this as long as I have."

"You'd be right about that," Ayane replied, putting the comic book back on the shelf.

Ayane glanced up just then, seeing familiar red hair sticking above the shelves a few rows down.

She frowned, watching him walk around to the row she and Demetri were at.

"Still can't wait to read that new issue, huh?" Hawk said, looking pointedly at Demetri.

Ayane crossed her arms, noting his confrontational tone. She was not expecting Hawk to start a fight with her around, though.

"Nice hair," Demetri replied. "What is this, your Red Hulk phase?"

"Demetri-" Ayane rolled her eyes, stepping forward. He was asking for it.

Hawk took a step closer, and his friends behind him as well.

"I saw your Yelp review," Hawk said, "take it down."

Ayane was confused, but she still waited in case Hawk tried something.

"And ruin my journalistic integrity?" Demetri retorted.

"Demetri, shut the fuck up," Ayane rolled her eyes, grabbing his arm to pull him away.

But Demetri continued, "Look, I'm sorry, but someone had to say something. And besides, taking it down could hurt my Yelp Elite status."

Hawk shoved Demetri back, into a rack of comics.

Ayane stepped toward him. "Back off, Hawk. A Yelp review isn't worth fighting over."

Hawk glared at her, then smiled a little. "You think you're so tough because of what happened at Valley Fest. Well, guess what? Miguel's not here, now."

He turned back to Demetri. "I said take it down."

Demetri furrowed his eyebrows. "You think I'm afraid of you? I know who you really are. Eli."

Ayane looked over to see if anyone was around. They could get in huge trouble if a fight broke out.

"So why don't you, Rocksteady and Bebop- just leave me alone, okay?"

Ayane raised her eyebrows, rather surprised by Demetri. He was attempting to stand up for himself.

He and Ayane both turned to walk away, when two more Cobra Kais appeared in front of them.

"This is stupid," she laughed. "You're gonna try to jump us because of an Internet review?" Ayane turned back to Hawk, raising her arms.

Hawk glared. "Take it down, or we take you down."

Ayane shook her head in disbelief. She was tempted to tell Demetri to just take it down, but Ayane didn't like how defensive Hawk was being about it. That just made her want to leave it up more.

"No," Ayane spoke for Demetri. "I think people deserve to know how shitty Cobra Kai really is."

Demetri nodded in agreement. "Yeah. And guess what? Ayane's not the only one who knows karate now."

She gave him a look.

"Shh," he said, throwing his hands up as if he were about to fight.

Hawk had an amused expression on his face, looking Demetri up and down.

"Alright," he flexed his arms. "Let's see what you've got."

Hawk kicked Demetri in the stomach, causing him to double over. Crouching, Hawk swept Demetri's leg and Demetri toppled to the ground.

"Fuck off," Ayane stepped toward him, clenching her fists.

Hawk gave her a side smile. "Look at you, queen bee. You know you want to strike first, don't you? Come on, then. Hit me."

Ayane stared at him with anger in her eyes, trying to maintain self control.

"Hey, what's going on back there?" a man called.

Demetri shot to his feet, taking off in a sprint. Hawk pushed past Ayane, running after him.

Ayane closed her eyes for a moment, swearing under her breath and then going after them.

She was able to keep up with them thanks to Hawk's big red hair, but he was still chasing after Demetri and Ayane could not find Demetri anywhere.

Rounding the corner, Ayane saw the group standing a few feet away. She could stop them, now.

Ayane ran toward them when they all began going in separate directions. She kept her eye on Hawk more than anyone, and decided to run after him.

They all ended up back at the food court at once, Ayane stopping and catching her breath. She looked up, seeing Hawk and his group cornering Demetri.

Ayane straightened up, looking around for Robby and Sam.

She found them, running over.

"Guys," she panted, "Cobra Kais. Here."

Sam and Robby looked over, seeing that they had Demetri. The three all hurriedly went over.

Before Hawk could strike Demetri, Sam kicked one of the Cobra Kais off.

Ayane and Robby looked at each other with a curt nod, walking over and standing beside her. Demetri hid behind them.

"I told you to back off," Ayane said with a look at Hawk.

Hawk scoffed, looking at all of them. "Five against four? Well, three?" He glanced at Demetri, disregarding him.

One of the Cobra Kais grabbed Robby by his shoulders from behind, and Ayane pushed off of the table and came around with a kick to his face.

Robby took on Hawk while Ayane and Sam teamed up to take on the others. Sam kicked one back into Ayane, who kneed him in the back. She felt someone grab her from behind and Ayane slithered, taking the kid by his left arm and flipping him onto the table.

She turned her head and saw Hawk coming toward her now. Ayane grabbed onto the table and easily held him off with a strong side kick.

He stumbled back, then advanced again. Ayane ducked under his swing, taking Hawk down by kicking his leg. While he was still down, she kicked him hard in the rib cage, then stood over him.

Leaning down, Ayane pulled Hawk up by his shirt and said through gritted teeth, "I don't need to strike first to win."

Ayane punched him in the face, and let Hawk drop back to the ground, punching him again. She continued to punch him until Hawk's nose and lip were bleeding, but all Ayane saw was red.

Someone was suddenly pulling her off. She turned, instinctively pushing the person away. Ayane let her head clear, seeing that it was Robby.

He looked at her with some concern on his face.

"Ayane, let's go."

She sniffled, looking back over at Hawk's bloodied face. For a moment, Ayane felt guilty. She looked down at her knuckles, bruised and covered in Hawk's blood.

Ayane swallowed, following her friends out of the mall at once.

With or without Cobra Kai, karate was making her dangerous.

NOTES!
y'all asked, i delivered 😌 i tried not to overdo it bc they're still teenagers yk but,, anyway i'm more concerned about miss ayane nearly beating hawk to a pulp like... miss ma'am??