like captured water

I'm going to get you now!

"Ha!"

The sand added proverbial insult to injury. He bowed himself before launching at her. She felt his limbs wrap around her neck and rest on her shoulders, pulling her toward the waves as they fell sideways. Sayuri let out a playful yip, surprise, and shock, as the cold water collided with one side of her body. She flailed in Kuroo-chan's grasp, placing a paw under his chin and shoving his jaws away from her face.

Playfully, of course! She dove in, nibbling his exposed neck slightly in an "attempted bite" before grabbing his shoulder in her own jaws. If he wanted to wrestle, she'd wrestle. But her bites and holds were still friendly, not enough to even bruise - let alone draw blood. She nom'ed a bit for good measure, her tail slapping against the waves. She couldn't laugh or giggle now, holding his pale fur in her mouth with a wicked little light in her eyes.

"Speech"