Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Chapter 64: Jiu Jitsu (Mild R)

The next morning, the couple was woken up by Jacob’s alarm clock at 5:30am.

"What…" she mumbled, half asleep. Didn’t he say he didn’t have classes this morning?

Jacob’s eyes looked at her warmly, and he let out a doting chuckle.

"Go back to sleep," he gently told her, warm hands leaving tender caresses on her thin waist, not sure whether he was trying to lull her to sleep or trying to arouse her.

What happened was the latter.

She opened her tired eyes and wrapped her arms around him, rubbing, and his breath hitched.

She looked up at him with a dazed look, a mix of lethargy and arousal, and it sent pleasurable shivers down his spine and to the tip of his groin.

Without further ado, he turned her over and opened up her shapely legs, impaling her with his shaft.

At the contact, both their heads tilted up as their spines straightened, starting a passionate round of lovemaking in the morning.

***

"Where are you going?" She asked sleepily, her beautiful petal-shaped eyes watched in interest as the well-shaped young man started dressing up.

"My morning run." He said, looking at the clock that now said 7:00 with a helpless smile. "Fortunately, it’s not too late. Probably."

"Hmmm…"

It could be said that even if he had a lackluster academic performance, he was really diligent in training.

Not that she was complaining of course, because she could feel the advantages in the bed.

"Can I join?"

Jacob was startled. "Really?"

"Hmm," she hummed, slowly sitting up and revealing her naked self. Jacob had to try very hard not to jump at her.

He watched as she went to the cabinet and saw that he also prepared jogging attire for her. He watched her get dressed with heated interest, as well as a full heart.

After all, he personally prepared those for her.

"I still feel the dream will come true." She told him.

"I will definitely place enough resources in our houses." He said, holding her hand. "I’ll protect you, you can stay with me."

She smiled at him and held his hand tighter. "Thanks, but I am also preparing.

"I’ll send you the address of my island, you should get your parents there at least a few days before."

She had an island? "Thank you." Was all he said in the end.

He… had no idea how to react to the fact that the girl who had been so stingy suddenly had an island.

No matter what, she trusted him enough to tell him these things.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" He asked and they started running outside.

The community was an exclusive one, so there weren’t many people. Even so, Khalifa made sure to disguise herself, just in case.

There was no way; Kaize was too popular, she was afraid someone would recognize her.

"Well, other than my health, I need to learn how to defend myself."

Jacob paused and looked at her very seriously. "You know I’m a jiu jitsu athlete right?"

Her world was filled with magic, physical arts were limited to the mortals and they still stood no chance against them magicians.

"Shall I teach you, then?" Jacob asked with a grin when he saw her interested.

If it was the past her, she may have scoffed at the offer.

She nodded of course. Because why not?

They had sufficiently warmed up from the run, so they could begin some basic training immediately.

Instead of a study, the room was used as a gym. It took up about a third of his house, at nearly 50 square meters.

They went to the matted clear area and had change stop standard jiujustu uniform of a v-neck robe, pants, and belt.

Jacob lent her his old uniform he wore when he was just starting–in his early teens —and it fit just right.

Well, for the most part.

He tried not to get distracted by the glorious cleavage that couldn’t help but peek through.

He cleared his throat and assumed a serious stance. "Basically, the most basic thing you have to know is body mechanics." He told her as he approached and touched her spine.

"One is the proper alignment of the spine." Then his large hand moved to her hips. "And the positioning of the hips."

When he touched her skin, he immediately felt aroused, but he retained his professionalism.

"It is good to maintain a strong base." He said, touching a lot of her body parts to make his point, but it ended up heating the room instead.

He taught her various positions like guard, mount, and control. In theory at first, and when they went to the practical part he was the one in most pain.

***

It started out fine, as he taught her the defensive stances like turtle and sprawl. But then the mount technique came. In this stance, she’d be straddling his torso with her knees.

The image of being dominated by her turned him on. So much.

There was also the side control and back control, which she learned with great ease, much to his torture.

Not only was she surprisingly strong, but his shaft had been begging for release ages ago.

"Closed guard is when your legs are wrapped around the opponent’s waist. Open guard legs controlling distance and angles, and in half guard, one leg remained free while the other controlled the enemy body."

He gulped as they tried on the position, suffering. But he was still intent on teaching her what she wanted to know.

"Thanks," she said with an excited smile and he couldn’t help gulping. "Shall we spar?"

***

Khalifa and Jacob faced each other and did the standard salute.

The first hour was as expected, Khalifa’s horrid defeat. However, she did not give up.

If anything, she obviously looked fairly excited.

Soon, a sharp improvement from Khalifa’s movements was seen and even he, a champion of the field, was impressed.

Final Round.

Jacob took on a defensive stance, while Khalifa made a slightly more aggressive posture.

Khalifa made the first move, trying to do a takedown by shooting for Jacob’s legs. Jacob anticipated the move and sprawled, avoiding it.

Khalifa took advantage of his lowered posture and quickly transitioned to side control.

The softness of her breasts against his abs affected his brain. Somehow his body managed to react and still avoid the take down, but… he ended up in her closed guard, her long legs wrapped around him.

Khalifa could feel a large bulge hitting her and chuckled. She took advantage of his daze and then turned them so she straddled him.

She leaned and whispered in his ear. "Do you concede defeat?"

Jacob’s breath hitched as he felt her hot breath on his ears, and even hotter skin against his crotch.

He knew he’d never win against her.