"Sexy Sparring/Gym Meme" NSFW-warnings may apply.

[my_belfry_of_fun]

Exactly what it says in the title. A meme dedicated to sexy-sparring and gym-scenarios. Roll a Dice, or pick your favorite prompt.

1--Workout-buddies. Need a spotter? maybe just someone to help you stretch. Or watch your technique.
2--Sparring. Because getting physical one way can lead to getting physical in another way. You're not trying to hurt your partner, just train. Your body heat rises, heart races, breathing faster--and in some pretty close positions.
3--Cool-down. Stretching, lighter exercise, maybe even help cleaning up or putting things away. A chance to potentially deal with un-resolved tension.
4--Aftermath. Clean-up in the showers, changing clothes, dealing with potential minor-injuries. Comfort and care of one kind might lead to comfort/care of another.


Post with your character and prompt and/or any ideas.

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[redmare]

“This and that are two different things.” Obviously. Damn, this was a comfortable position. She let’s out a yawn, feeling her muscles slowly start to relax.

[light_of_willpower]

"Of course they are..." Was the retort, complete with eye-roll. But he couldn't stay mad, or annoyed (not that he had been really) when she yawned. "You gonna be okay?" It's asked more gently, Trunks letting an arm come around her waist loosely. Supporting her more, remembering she'd been shaking from all the exertion of their sparring--and letting himself feel a bit protective.

[redmare]

Wha a question. “Can’t say the same for you once I’m back on my feet...” she mutters. Fake it till you make it, right?

“Your fault for being comfy.”

[light_of_willpower]

"Can't wait." Smiling while he said it, with a soft chuckle under his breath. Leaning his head against hers too, while exhaling. "We make a pair, don't we?"

She as pretty comfy too, lithe and grace and warmth.

[redmare]

“Mm,” she hums in content agreement, at least, until the words sink in. Her head jerks up suddenly, smacking right into his chin. She let’s out a garbled sound in pain as she holds onto the top of her head, her face red and her eyes watery.

“W-what the hell are you talking about?!”

[light_of_willpower]

His head snapped up before turning to the side and he huffed. "Nothing like what you're assuming, geeze." Nope, that arm is moving from her waist, back behind him as he leans away deliberately now. Just in case she's going to get violent, arms supporting him.

[redmare]

“Assu—I wasn’t assuming anything! You’re the one that said it all weird!” Which is why it’s also his fault she felt a sense of loss when his arm moved away. “Why else would I even t-think such a thing..!”

[light_of_willpower]

"I wasn't THINKING anything, except that we're a pair..." Trunks huffed. "Seriously! None of my thoughts have been weird until you said anything." Trying to ignore that his thoughts were now trying to think of what she meant by 'weird'.

Which wasn't helping, given he was hyper-aware of her still.

[redmare]

“Well how else was I supposed to take that?!” No one says stuff that way. “What DID you mean then?”

[light_of_willpower]

"You always seem to assume the worst." Trunks murmured with another huff, but otherwise he stayed silent. Head turned to the side, tense again, and trying to ignore that she was still effectively on his lap, where she could lean against him.

Letting that silence stretch for now.

[redmare]

And silence there was, for a moment.

“...Are you saying being paired with me would be the worst?” Sorry, Trunks. There’s no winning here.

[light_of_willpower]

"That is not what I said, and you know it." Head snapping back towards her, eyes narrowing slightly in challenge. "Honestly, I feel like you'd suffer more with me." A snort. "After all, I don't get your references most of the time, I have no clue what a normal life is like, never mind my clothing..."

A sigh, and leaning his head down. "I can't always tell if you're actually acting, or really are that upset with me, given how we squabble."

[redmare]

"I don't act," she corrects him. While her expressions may be confusing, Chinatsu didn't lie about them. She had varying levels of upset, and sometimes she wasn't even upset at all. Her embarrassment just came out that way sometimes. But the way he put himself down like that..

"You didn't answer my question."

[light_of_willpower]

Again he was quiet, before taking in a deep breath, and exhaling. Eyes closed, finding some semblance of his center. "Being paired with you would not be the worst. There are so many here I can think of whom I would not do nearly as well with, as with you, when it comes to working together."

He meant it, every word.

[redmare]

Chinatsu stays silent, not looking up at him reacting much. She simply gives a soft huff, seemingly accepting his answer. Not that that made her happy or anything.

[light_of_willpower]

The huff, oddly, made him smile. Tiny, but there and amused and genuine. Mostly because the reaction was just so....her. "Everything's a battle with you, isn't it?" That hint of tease again, and Trunks meant it rhetorically.

Especially since he was quiet again, before adding. "Feeling steadier?" Because she was still leaning on him, sitting in his lap, and he was trying to ignore that it felt very comfortable. Having her that close.

[redmare]

Oh right. She was still on him--- and up she went. Probably too fast though, because she found herself falling right back down onto him. "Crap--!"

[light_of_willpower]

Welp--that answered that question, and her second fall was at least more controlled. Moving his arms, coming out of the leaning position to gently grasp, then slide one arm under her own and against her back, while the other went under her legs. Helping control that fall, almost like he'd carry her, when she fell back.

"Guess not." Accompanied with a small amused sound, and a head-shake. "I pity any obstacles in your way. You just don't give up." But Trunks didn't sound like he minded.

[redmare]

What was this? A shoujo manga where the girl falls for no apparent reason or a dumb one anyway and lands on the love interest? Not--that Trunks was a love interest. Which is what made this more embarrassing. "Y-you're the one that told me to get up!"

No he wasn't.

[light_of_willpower]

It was definitely something--and neither of her references would make much sense to Trunks, although he'd learned about manga thanks to her. Not that he didn't know what comic books were before, but what he'd regained of his memories said he hadn't had much time for them in life. "No, I asked if you were feeling steadier. I think we have an answer for that."

Patient, steady and calm--mostly to keep himself calm. "You do know, I don't think any the less of you." Voice softer, head leaning against her own. "You have nothing you need to prove to me, you know that right?"

[redmare]

There was something about the pressure against her head that made her calm down, at least a little bit. Which might be why she wasn't commenting on it. "Who said I was trying to prove anything to you," she mutters. Chinatsu knows he's too nice and honorable a guy.

[light_of_willpower]

"What're you trying to prove to yourself, Chinatsu?" It was a logical question, and it could be as simple as that she thrived on a challenge. Trunks understood that tendency very well as it was one he shared. While he didn't necessarily like fighting, competition and testing oneself was something he did enjoy. Part of why they squabbled, honestly, since usually it seemed like neither of them was doing it to actually hurt the other.

"You're strong, and capable, and intelligent. You're stubborn--which is a good and bad thing both. You're graceful, and put-together, and poised."

[redmare]

Before he can finish both her hands are over his mouth, and with this angle she's unable to hide how red her face is as she glares at him. "E-enough already!" She knew it wasn't mere flattery coming from him...which...made it worse. "You...I already know that!" It's one thing to think of yourself that way, but hearing it from others--well--hearing it from him was just....

[light_of_willpower]

She could feel the slight frown, see it in his eyes. All but hear the unspoken question so what ARE you trying to prove? to whom? in the glare and expression. But he also meant every word, and didn't move to stop her or remove her hands.

Just continued to hold and support her, while they sat on the gym's floor, with her in his arms.

[redmare]

There might as well have been subtitles above his head with how clear his thoughts were.

"...Look...I just..I'm behind enough as it is. I need to work twice as hard if I want to keep up.." Especially if she wanted to be useful to Shun. Everyone else seemed experienced with fighting but her.