#xigaku

26. my muse pins yours to the ground.

there’s a quick struggle — fists && grunts && snarls. there’s a pause of ruckus, only to be followed by a loud hnph! accompanied by the sound of a body smacking into the mat. Xigbar is practically perching on Axel now, one hand firmly grabbing && holding his arm in place by keeping his shoulder down. 

a golden, piercing gaze rests on Axel’s face, waiting for the hothead to make a move.