[ He takes it full on, grunting as he's almost knocked sideways; his mind reels off anyway. His weight sags onto Spy a little and his goddamn teeth feel loose on that side. That's gonna bruise alright.
But he's also huffing a laugh, because he's still on top and he's trying to grab hold of Spy's wrists to force them back on the floor. He grins down at the other man, sucking the blood that wells up from his split lip thoughtlessly. He's either punch-drunk or insane or both. ]
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But he's also huffing a laugh, because he's still on top and he's trying to grab hold of Spy's wrists to force them back on the floor. He grins down at the other man, sucking the blood that wells up from his split lip thoughtlessly. He's either punch-drunk or insane or both. ]
That all you got?