#kwon

The empty dojo was dimly lit, shadows stretching long across the polished wooden floor. The distant hum of the city buzzed through the open windows, but inside, only their breaths filled the space—quick, measured, and charged.

Kwon’s eyes locked onto yours, his stance solid and poised. “One more round,” he said, a hint of challenge lacing his voice. “Or are you scared of losing?”

You smirked, your hands tightening into fists. “Only if you’re ready to taste the mat.”

You circled each other, feet gliding silently. The tension between you was electric, your movements sharp, each strike and dodge a dance of precision. Kwon lunged, but you deflected—his forearm brushing yours, sending a jolt through you both. You spun, narrowly missing his sweep, your eyes meeting again, closer this time.

For a moment, you froze, breathless. His hand hovered near your waist, your face inches from his. Heartbeats thundered in the silence.

“Adrenaline rush enough for you?” Kwon whispered, voice low, eyes intense.

You didn’t step back. “Not even close.”

You pressed forward, launching a swift kick he barely dodged. Your spar continued, more heated, more intense. Each strike was sharper, each dodge tighter. You weren’t just fighting now—you were feeling. Testing limits, pushing boundaries.

Kwon pinned your arm against the wall, your bodies almost touching. His breath was ragged. “You’re holding back.”

“Maybe,” you shot back, eyes flicking to his lips for just a second. “Or maybe I’m saving the best for tomorrow.”

Silence stretched between you, heavy with unspoken words. Slowly, Kwon released your arm, fingers lingering a little too long. You didn’t move away.

“We’ll win tomorrow,” he said finally, his voice softer. “But right now…”

You leaned closer, eyes blazing. “Let’s finish this.”

Your breath mingled in a narrow space between you, eyes locked. Kwon's hand slid slowly down from your wrist, his touch leaving a trail of heat. Your chest rose and fell, marching his rhythm. The dojo was silent, but the air between you crackled.

"Kwon..." Your voice was barely a whisper, but it held weight.

He leaned closer, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face, lingering at your jawline. His voice was low, rough. "This what youneeded to feel alive?"

You didn't answer with words. You closed the distance between you. Your lips meeting his in a slow tentative kiss that quickly deepened. It was a collision-fierce, desperate and charged with everything unspoken between you. Kwon's hand slid to the small of your back, pulling you closer, the heat of his body searing through the thin fabric of your gi.

The world outside the dojo disappeared. It was just you two-every touch, every breath, igniting something raw and uncontrollable. Your hands found his shoulders, fingers digging in as you melted into him. Kwon pressed you gently against the wall, his mouth moving from your lips to your jaw, then lower, each kiss deliberate, each pauseheavy with intention.

You whispered his name again, your voice softer now, laced with need. His response was a low, approving murmur, his eyes dark with intensity

"Still holding back?" You teased, breathless.

He smiled against your skin, the edge of his teeth grazing your neck. "Not anymore."

Kwon's lips traced a slow path along Your neck, each kiss sending a shiver through you. Your hands slid beneath his gi, fingers grazing the hard lines of his back, feeling the tension in his muscles. He groaned softly against your skin, the sound vibrating through you.

Your movements were deliberate every touch heavy with meaning. Kwon's fingers found the knot of you rbelt, pausing just long enough to meet your eyes-a silent question.You nodded, your breath catching as hetugged the fabric loose, letting it fall away. The weight of their gazes, the slow, deliberate pace-it was more than physical. This was trust, raw,and unfiltered.

Your hands moved to Kwon's belt,mirroring his actions. Each layer removed was a barrier falling, an unspoken promise. When you finally stood bare before each other the moment stretched, heavy with anticipation

He reached for you, his touch softer now, reverent. "You're incredible," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

Your lips met again, the kiss deeper, more urgent. You moved together every touch a conversation, every breath a confession. It wasn't just about desire; it was about knowing each other completely, without walls.

You bit your lip, once you pulled away, holding back any moans that wanted to escape. Your arms wrapped around his neck, wanting him closer to you.

Kwon's smirk widened as he felt your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him even closer. He pressed his body flush against yours, the heat between you almost unbearable. He trailed his lips up your neck, nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin as he went, marking you as his.

"You're being awfully quiet..

He murmured, his breath hot against your ear. You stayed quiet, looking at the mirror that was besides you.

Kwon followed your gaze, his eyes locking onto the mirror beside you. He smirked as he saw your flushed face and swollen lips, his grip on your hips tightening possessively. "Look at you..so beautiful, all marked up and needy for me"

Whimpers escaped this time. Kwon chuckled as the whimpers slipped past your lips, his eyes darkening with desire as he ran his handsown your bare arms, his touch leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.

"That's it, baby... don't hold back,Let me hear those pretty little sounds." "Kwon.." Your breath hitched, making you breathless from his cold touch. Kwon shushed you softly, his hands sliding down to your waist as he leaned in to whisper in your ear again.

"Shh, relax... 'll take care of you, princess." You couldn't help but look away from shyness when he pulled Your bottom part of your gi down, showing a wet spot between your thighs.

You gasped as he touched your pussy, sensitive from his tender touches. Kwon smirked at your gasp, his fingers tracing slow, teasing circles around your sensitive flesh "You're so wet for me, princess. All for me, and no one else. "

He whispered, his breath hot against your ear as he continued to touch you, his fingers getting closer and closer to where you wanted them most.

He pushed against you, teasing and touching your clothed pussy."Kwon-" Kwon chuckled, enjoying the way you were practically begging for him, the sound of his name on your lips like music to his ears. "What is it, princess? Use your Words. "

He said, his fingers still moving in slow, teasing circles, never quite touching where you needed him most.

"Please... Need you so bad." You whined, bucking your hips to into his hand. "I'II take anything..." Kwon smirked wider at your words, his eyes dark with lust as he watched you buck your hips desperately against his hand. "Anything, huh? You're being a greedy little princess, aren't you?"He teased, his fingers finally slipping under the waistband of your panties, gently tracing your folds.

You gasped loudly, turning to the side to see your naked body in the mirror. "What if someone walks in-" Kwon chuckled, his fingers continuing to tease your folds as he looked at you in the mirror "Then they'll see you all pretty and marked up, and they'll know you belong to me." He said possessively, his other hand gripping your chin and forcing you to look at your reflection.

You nodded slowly, staring into his eyes, and biting your lip. "Please Kwon..." Kwon smirked at your submission, his eyes filled with dominance as he slowly slid a finger inside you "Good girl. so obedient for me"bHe whispered, his other hand still gripping your chin, forcing you to watch yourself in the mirror as he started to move his fingerinside you.

You moaned into his neck, pulling him closer. "oh fuck!-" Kwon chuckled lowly as you moaned into his neck, the sound going straight to his head. He started to move his finger faster, his free hand moving down to grip your hip, holding you in place against him. "Shh, baby... we have to be quiet" He whispered, nipping at your ear lobe as he added a second finger, stretching you out.

"Fuck..." You whimpered. Even his fingers were huge. Kwon smirked, enjoying the way your body was responding to his touch. He curled his fingers inside you searching for that sweet spot. "God, you're so tight... taking my fingers so well." You gripped onto the wall, bucking your hips more into his hand and attempting to rub your clit with his palm.

Kwon chuckled at your desperate attempts to find relief, his palm rubbing against your clit with each movement of his fingers. "Needy little princess, aren't you? Can't even control yourself." "Please! Keep going... Almost there-" You keep doing little gasps in between, your eyes closing.

Kwon increased the pace of his fingers, his movements becoming more rough and relentless as he continued to work you closer to the edge. "Open your eyes, princess..want you to look at yourself when you cum." You nodded tiredly, your jaw slightly dropping with a moan as you came undone in front of him.

Kwon watched intently as you came undone, his eyes filled with a possessive hunger as he felt your body tremble against him. He slowly withdrew his fingers,bringing them up to his mouth and licking them clean. "Good girl...you look so beautiful when you cum, princess" You stumbled in his arms, breathing heavily from the harsh orgasm.

Kwon chuckled softly as you stumbled into his arms, holding you close to his chest. "Easy there, princess... I got you" He said gently, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back soothingly "Want more..." You begged softly.

Kwon's eyes darkened again at your plea, his grip on you tightening as he felt his own desire reignite. "Yeah? You want more, princess?Greedy little thing, aren't you?" "Please?... I can take your cock now." You pleaded as he held you in his arms. Kwon's breath hitched at your words, his resolve weakeningas you begged for him sodesperately. He looked at you,seeing the need in your eyes and he couldn't deny you any longer

"Such a desperate little thing...you want my cock that badly?" You nodded frantically. Kwon chuckled at your frantic nodding, his hands moving down to grip your thighs as he lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. "I'm gonna ruin you, princess... make you mine in every way possible."

You bit your lip, watching his cock dissappear in your pussy. Kwon groaned as he slowly pushed inside you, his head falling back as he felt your walls clench around him. "Fuck..you're so tight, baby...so perfect for me." You gasped loudly, not expecting the huge stretch, despite being stretched from his fingers before."Shit wait!Slow slow..."

Kwon stopped immediately, his grip on your thighs tightening as he heard your gasp of pain. "Shh, baby.. breathe for me." He said softly, gently rubbing your thighs in an attempt to soothe you. You closed your eyes, adjusting to him. "Mkay.. Move..or are you even fully in yet.." You whimpered in fear and opened one eye to look down.

Kwon chuckled lowly his gaze following yours down to where you were joined together. "Almost...you're taking me so well,princess...just a little bit more. " You nodded slowly.

Kwon gently continued to push inside you, slowly flling you up until he was fully sheathed inside you. "God..you feel amazing princess. You feel so good wrapped around me." You let out a moan in relief, happy he was finally in.

Kwon groaned in response to your moan, his hands moving to grip your hips as he held you still, letting you adjust to his size. "Such a good girl, taking all of me..you're mine, princess. You belong to me and no one else."

Kwon let out a low growl, his grip on your hips tightening as he slowly started to move, pulling out of you almost completely before slamming back in again. Kwon's thrusts became more intense, each one hiting deep inside you as he buried his face in your neck, leaving a trail of bites and hickeys.

"Fuck, princess... you feel so good...you take me so well. You're so perfect.. all mine.."

"Yeah? Fuck all for you!-" Your moans were breathless. Kwon let out a low growl, his thrusts becoming more rough and desperate as he pinned you against the wall. "That's right, princess..all for me... no one else gets to touch you, understand? You're mine to use, mine to claim, mine to own..."

You nodded fast, drool coming out of your mouth from all the pleasure.Kwon smirked at the sight of you drooling, enjoying the fact that he was the one causing you to feel this way. "Look at you, so pathetic and needy... completely at my mercy"

"Want your cum!.. Want it so bad.." You whimpered. Kwon's thrusts became more erratic as he listened to your whimpers, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. "Yeah? You want me to fill you up, princess? Want me to claim you from the inside out?"

you nodded, your mind fogging up and not being able to use words. Kwon groaned at your inability to speak, his grip on you becomingbalmost bruising as he pounded into you. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum soon, princess... gonna fill you up until it's dripping down your thighs.. gonna make sure everyone knows you're mine. " Nothing came out of your lips but moans and whimpers.

Kwon's head fell against your shoulder as he continued to thrust into you, his breathing becoming more ragged as he neared his release. "Shit...gonna cum..gonna fill you up.." You arched your back, legs shaking as you came undone before him. Kwon groaned loudly as he felt you clench around him, your orgasm sending him over the edge as he slammed into you one final time, releasing himself deep inside you.

You opened your mouth to moan loudly, squirting on him and drenching him with your juices. Kwon was taken aback by thesudden squirting, but he smirked and continued to thrust slowlybthrough his orgasm, his eyes locked on the mess you made on him. "Such a dirty girl, princess... Iook at you... squirting all over me..."

You breathed heavily, realizing what you did. You've never done that before until Kwon. He made you feel things no one else had. Kwon pulled out of you slowly, watching as a mixture of his cum and your juices dripped down your thighs.

"Look at that...look how messy you are for me...all because of me." You hummed softly, falling into his arms again. Kwon caught you easily,wrapping his arms around you and holding you against his chest as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. "You did so good, princess...you were perfect for me." You closed my eyes and nodded.

Kwon gently rubbed your back, holding you close as he sat down on the couch, pulling you onto his lap. You rested on the couch as Kwon cleaned you up and put on your clothes.

Kwon carefully cleaned you up,taking his time to make sure he got every last bit of the messoff of you. Once you were clean, he helped you into your clothes before pulling you back onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close.

"Hmmm.. Good adrenaline rush?" You said, tired. Kwon chuckled and nodded, running his fingers through your hair as he held you.

"Definitely..."

You smiled and kissed his cheek before resting in his arms again. Kwon smiled at the kiss, gently squeezing your waist as he looked down at you, his expression softening.

"...and..Hey, Y/N! Are you even listening?"

Sam's voice cut through your train of thoughts, snapping you back to reality as you turned to face the captain, who held a disappointed expression. "I..uh..I was—" you trailed off, mind blank as you tried to come up with an excuse. "no.." You mumbled in embarrassment.

The girl sighed, sitting down next to you on the bench. "What's going on with you? Don't tell me– is it him?" She asked, sending a look over her shoulder in the direction where the Cobra Kai members were standing, Kwon being with them.

You hesitated for a second before nodding.

"You can't let him keep distracting you. You already know how that keeps ending." Her tone became stern, blunt. It was like a punch as she referred to your losses ever since Kwon talked to you at the bar.

"Don't start with this again. You know I was doing well but–" You tried to defend yourself before she cut you off.

"But what? Y/N, you changed. All you focus is on Kwon and not on your team– this tournament. Does it even matter to you?" Sam asked, standing up. "It might not be important for you, but to me, Miguel and the others–it is." She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing, "So..it's your decision if you make the most out of this opportunity, or leave it." Without giving you a chance to reply, she left.

── ⋆ ──

Hours passed. As you were walking around, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned– and as expected, it was Kwon. "Did you make it a mission to follow me around everyday?" You asked, stepping back as you glared at him.

Kwon chuckled, his expression turning serious. "We need to talk."

"Again? No."

He took a step closer to you. "Just for a minute."

"Time's running."

"You're distracted, Y/N,—" He began, when you interrupted him. "I wonder why." Kwon ignored your remark, "—I see it. You don't belong with them anymore, you belong with me, with Cobra Kai."

You shook your head. "No."

Getting closer, his tone dropped to a softer one. "Don't you see I need you by my side?"

"You made your decision, Kwon. I can't betray my team just because you want to get back together." Your chest tightened as you spoke. It was all coming back again, the memories filled with pain.

Kwon fell silent for a few seconds, debating what to say. "I get it," He finally said. "Loyalty. But think about it– what have they given you? I've seen LaRusso and the rest doubt you. They're holding you back."

You didn't reply, the words lingering in the air.

"I'll give you time to think," he continued, keeping his gaze on you. "When you've made your choice, you know where to find me."

── ⋆ ──

You were going back to your room, the weight of Kwon's words still there, the decision tugging in your chest. The closer you got, you felt the cold tension between you and your team– the distance. Just as you were about to pass the boy's room, you heard Miguel's voice cut through the silence.

"..She's been so distracted lately. I just don't get it." he said with concern, but also frustration.

There was some muffled movement when Demetri spoke up. "All I'm saying is– if we keep going like this, we'll lose. It's better if we keep her back, Sam and Devon are enough anyway."

Your heart sank at their comments, the guilt crushing you. It was finally clear what you had to do. That night, as you opened the door to find Kwon, you got surprised at seeing that he was already there, leaning against the wall outside of your room, as if he knew you would come. Pushing away your pride, you went up to him.

"I've thought about it," you said quietly. "I'll join Cobra Kai."

“and smile” your cheeks ache as you attempt to keep the corners of your mouth lifted, posing against robby, the other captain of miyagi do. the sekai taikai was a prestigious world championship where only the dojos of highest talent, skill and agility were able to compete, fighting for the chance for their name to be plastered with honour as the #1. the camera clicked as your shoulders sag with relief, the smile dropping off your face immediately. 

“and one more” the photographer murmured.

“or not” he mumbles as Tory stalks away, the serpent logo prominent on her back. Cobra Kai. the words felt bitter in your mind, slimy and sour. they brought back memories that you often tried to bury within the depths of your mind, pained and broken memories, reflecting a person you were proud you weren’t anymore. your gaze traces her retreating figure, until they linger on her team. and their other captain. his dark hair that is free but styled aloofly, giving him a mischievous sort of charm, sits upon his headband, bearing the crest of a leader. you let your eyes wander his well built figure and tailored gi, until finally they land on his face. his lips that look pillowy and soft, and cheekbones that highlight the crevices of his face, until you’re met with his eyes. that are staring straight into yours. they’re dark and not soulless but have a sort of emptiness to them, danger and curiousity are evident as he studies you. you feel his gaze, hot and heavy, tracing the curves of your own gi, and the hair that flows of your shoulders in carefree waves. his eyes snap away, and you feel the pink in your cheeks dwindle away as you realise that you both had been openly ogling at each other. you can sense it, his lips curling up into a smirk as if he had won some sick little mindgame. you let your mind drift, walking back to where the rest of your team stayed huddled, letting Miguel ruffle your hair in a brotherly way. Sam begins to whisper to you, but you feel it. his stare, on your back, probably on the bonsai that bares the crest of his enemy, his opponent, his rival. so why was he so interested? you turn to the group of contestants suddenly tuning into what was going on. a challenge. you stare at the dolphin, marking the line with your eyes, calculating the height and judging the kick you would need to make. hawk steps forward, smirking as he takes in the cobra kai. 

“we’ll do it. but if we win, we want your room.” the other guy seems to size hawk up. 

“deal.” you tug hawk back into the group you and the other miyagi dos had formed. 

“hawk?! what the fuck?!” hawk rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. the Korean boy jeers, the crowd joining in with him. 

“are you americans gonna back out? that’s what you always are, cowards,” he sneers, his accent thick. your brow furrows as you take on a defensive stance. 

“the only things good about you are the pretty girls.” his eyes land on you and you feel your body tense. 

“don’t talk about y/n” Robby scoffs.

“y/n huh? pretty name for a pretty girl,” despite yourself, the words elicit a tumbling stomach of butterflies, hearing your name roll of his toungue like butter. Robby clenches his fists stepping forward. you watch as he performs a powerful double-legged kick, marking above the line by quite a bit. but you know it isn’t his best, but still you cheer and clap for him. it’s silent, as the opponent looks at the chalk, whistling slowly under his breath.

“good americans. just not good enough,” a slow chant begins to build.

“Kwon! Kwon! Kwon!” Kwon. that was his name. you supposed it suited him, watching as he circles it predatorily, feeling the support feed his probably inflated ego already. there is a blur of gi and movement, and suddenly there is a new line, and you sigh in disappointment because it is clearly inches higher than Robby’s. Kwon saunters over, holding out his hand, before you block him. 

“let me try.” kwon scrutinises you for a minute looking at your determined face and a smirk curves at his lips, one you take note that is often present on his mouth. he simply nods in reply. you take a deep breath, before taking a few steps back c providing yourself with a running start. 

“AIS!” you shout, jumping and drawing a harsh line on the dolphin with your foot. you look up as murmurs begin to arise. your line was identical to kwon’s, and the space between then sort of blurred.

“I would say that’s a tie.” Hawk’s voice rang out. you expect kwon’s face to be in a scowl as you shift your focus to him, but instead his expression is smug, and…proud? 

“well then, I guess we share the room.”

“wait what?” your voice was loud as everybody seems to nod in agreement. you catch onto Sam’s arm as she turns to leave. 

“Sam?! what-“ your so called best friend gives you a helpless shrug.

“I’m sorry y/n, I don’t want to cause any more problems with Cobra Kai.” you scoff as she shoots you a cheeky wink.

“i’m sorry…” quickly, she darts away, leaving you alone with kwon, who you are intent on avoiding his eye. his teasing tone sends shivers down your spine. 

“c’mon princess, let’s go get your bags.”

as you swing open the room door, you’re greeted with a shirtless kwon who lays lazily on the bed, opening an eye at your arrival. his bare torso sends blood straight to your face, as you splutter a greeting. 

“put on a shirt will you?” kwon lets out a rich, deep chuckle raising a challenging eyebrow at your flushed figure.

“what, can’t handle this?” you roll your eyes, dumping your bags down as he gestures to his chiseled chest, the muscles contracting and expanding with each breath. 

“you’re too egotistic for your own good,”

“and you’re more beautiful than you realise” the retort slips off his lips, flirty and charming, as he rolls over on the double bed in the centre of the room. the realisation sets in. you were sharing a bed. kwon smirks at your lack of response. a smile finds it way to your face as you sit on the bed, studying him. 

“what are you playing at?” the dark-haired boy’s face adapts into an innocent expression. 

“nothing.” you narrow your eyes, watching as kwon smirks.

“i’m going to take a shower,” he stands, collecting his clothes and towel slowly, as if teasing you, tempting you. 

“you’re welcome to join if you want,” he winks at you, leaving you a stuttering mess as you hear the water turn on. leaning back into the cool of the bed sheets you bury your head into the pillow, letting out a frustrated scream before grabbing your phone and dialing a number.

the shower steam billows out of the door, the glass and mirror fogged up as kwon emerges, towel wrapped around his waist. you can’t help but stare. his tanned abs glisten with moisture, and a toned v-line leads down and disappears under the towel, letting you use your imagination. his hair has strands astray and drips onto the carpeted floor, and leaves a small trail where he walks. kwon feels your stare, and gives it right back. you had changed into pyjamas while he was gone, tiny pink silk shorts that curved with your ass and wore a thin white singlet that didn’t leave much to the imagination, showcasing your round tits behind the cotton. There’s a thick silence that surrounds the room, tension pulsating within it, an alluring sort of tension that makes you want to pull him close. but you don’t. you restrain yourself. because no matter how attractive he is, kwon is still cobra kai. The very dojo that made your life hell. You clear your throat, and kwon regards with an amused smile that he hopes covers the blush on his cheeks, the obstruction in the middle of the bed.

“and what is this?” you point at the barrier of pillows you had constructed.

“this is a pillow wall. we each have our side.” you smirk triumphantly. kwon groans.

“fine. have it your way american.” you turn around, settling into your side, and feeling the mattress dip as kwon lays down, clearly still sulking about the separation.

“goodnight kwon,” you say. there’s a pause, almost as if he is tossing up between replying.

“goodnight princess.”

you wake up to the murmuring of kwon beside you, his eyes squeezed shut and sweat beads upon his forehead. he whimpers and rocks against the pillow, his moans of pain echoing into the night sky. the realisation is cold as you begin to shake him. kwon is having a nightmare, a situation you are far too familiar with. 

“kwon,” you shake his sleeping body, feeling his body tense but then relax into your hold. his eyes flutter open, meeting yours. an emotion passes through them, something you’d never thought you would see in his eyes. fear. 

“you were having a nightmare,” you say quietly. the warmth radiates from his chest as you subconsciously lean into it. you settled into silence, before starting to shuffle away as kwon offers no response. you freeze as you feel a hand grip around your wrist, pulling you into his chest, a position far too intimate but it felt so right.

“in my dojang we are taught to not show mercy. to not feel anything. to not show weakness.” he rubs his thumb against your hand. 

“how do they teach that?” kwon faces you, your question lingering in the air between you. 

“they make it so we can’t feel anything.” and slowly, he raises his fringe, showing you a scar that lines his upper right forehead. you take his head within your hands, gasping silently.

“how did you-“

“I was 12 when I received this.” his voice is hushed.

“it was by my sensei. he beat me with a cane until I could no longer stand.” he shuddered, as your face falls. 

“why?”

“because I was not perfect.” your breath is on his face, soft and hot, as your eyes search his. vulnerability. that’s what you find. it’s bored heavy on you, tired and sad as he stares up into your face. 

“I get nightmares about it sometimes.” you watch as he swipes his hair over it, covering the scar once more. he holds you in his arms, feeling the way you slot into him. you offer an ear to listen to his problems, to his struggles. it felt nice. he watches as your eyes droop and your mouth stretches into a yawn. you know this is wrong. but you can’t help it. 

“tired?” you nod slowly, your mind threatening to take you into slumber. Kwon smiles, before leaning in and brushing his lips against yours. It shouldn’t have the effect it does, its a graze to your mouth, a passing touch but your body shudders against his skin. kwon grins as red flames your cheeks. 

“goodnight princess,”