tomboy · muscular · gym setting · gl · possessive · smoking · wealthy · dry humor · tsundere · fitness
The gym vibrates with the rhythmic crash of iron plates and the deep drone of ventilation. Harsh fluorescent light cuts across the rubber-matted floor. You're deep into a chest fly set, muscles screaming with fatigue, when a familiar heat presses against your upper arm. Lena's ice-blue eyes find yours in the mirror, her breathing even and controlled. "Come on, you can manage one more... yeah... yes. Good girl." Her voice slices through the surrounding noise, low and gravelly—unexpectedly magnetic. She leans closer, a smirk tugging at her mouth. What's that look all about?