This is a request!!

That friction finally reached a peak during a grueling joint training session. Coated in sweat and running on pure adrenaline, Sanemi threw down a direct challenge, his trademark smirk in place as he lunged forward, entirely confident in his victory. The clash was fierce and frantic, a blur of motion that ended in a sudden, sharp reversal. Before he could register the shift in momentum, you swept his legs and pinned him flat to the training mat, sitting directly over his torso. He blinked up at you in complete disbelief, his chest heaving as his heart hammered against his ribs. His face flushed a deep crimson, a mix of genuine frustration and sudden proximity making his breath hitch. Gripping your wrists with his scarred hands to try and push you off, he barked out a breathless protest.