Zane could hardly bite out another excuse before he let out a shocked yelp, something jerking sharply at his hair. He rushed around instinctively, and took him an all-too-long moment to realize it was Niko with a hand twisted in his hair, and he was dragged to a stop. But Niko suddenly let go,sending him off-balance and falling to the floor rushing up towards him.
Zane scrunched his eyes and felt himself reach the floor with a resounding whump, Niko falling down with him in a tangle of limbs and odd bits of clothing in the way. Having landed on her feet, Whiskers yowled, reading herself to pounce onto the attacker that was assaulting her trainer. But somehow, Whiskers hesitated, understanding somehow that the last thing Zane wanted was more violence.
Zane panted, looking dazedly up at Niko. He had always sort of imagined that they would end up on a floor somewhere together, but…not exactly in this fashion. “You shouldn’t have followed me,” Zane said, his words muffled slightly under Niko’s scarf, fallen over his mouth. Zane tugged it away. “And, you’re sort of, you know, on top of me. I mean, if that’s - accidental in this situation, of if that is your intention by some stretch of imagination, for interrogation perhaps, I must say your method of questioning and persuasion really is strange, Niko…”
(( SO BECAUSE OF REASONS THIS RP HAS BECOME VOID. Instead of just letting it waste away this is pretty much going to most likely become non-canon completely stupid pwp smut. Congratulations. ))
Niko let out a short-lived scream as he fell on top of Zane. He awkwardly managed to somewhat catch himself with one hand, but the angle made his arm ache. That’s all he needed, to break his arm chasing down this freak. He tried to sit back up but realized he was straddling Zane’s left thigh. Once the horror of his position set in, instead of flailing like he knew he probably should have, he froze up.
He stared down, wide-eyed at Zane, feeling his face heat up as the weirdo went on implying things. He grit his teeth, trying to find his words again.
”I-I, no I didn’t- Well, er… Interrogating, uh…” He fumbled, trying to back up off of Zane’s leg. It wasn’t exactly working, and the awkward friction only made Niko more nervous. “P-Put your leg down, so I can get off!” He barked, quickly wanting to choke on his words. In that moment, he could see his life flashing before his eyes. His short, pathetic, sexually-frustrated life.