
K'ile Tia's face hurt inexplicably, and he hadn't expected to find himself pinning K'yohko face-up. He wasn't going to let himself pause in confusion, however. He needed to secure his advantage while his still had it. The much smaller Tia stradled K'yohko's waist, pinning the man's large legs with his feet, pushing his wrists down in the water. K'yohko could maybe sit up far enough to breathe, but the need to do so would help K'ile keep him pinned. Hopefully.
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