Meeting A Lioness

[CaptainL]

Astrid let out a huff as she continued to work at Joyce's back, her fingers pressing down into her skin and smoothing out any knots or tight spots she could find. She worked her fingers around in circles, pulling up at Joyce's back and then brushing it back down along the contours of her spine. She took a moment to stare off into the distance, trying to forget the rather emotionally charged training session the two of them had just returned from. She just had to act natural, she told herself. She didn't want to lead Joyce on or make her think that she might actually be interested in taking things any further. But she didn't want things to get awkward, either. She just had to treat her like she would any other student and not let any feelings she might have observed get in the way. Then again...Astrid didn't usually give massages to her students.

Biting at the inside of her cheek, the Norsewoman put that thought out of her head. "My...you seem quite tense," she noted as she pressed down more firmly against Joyce's back. "Almost as if there's something on your mind..." She decided to cut off that line of thought before it went anywhere, all too well aware of what Joyce might say. Her hands began to drift lower, moving toward Joyce's lower back. It soon began to dawn on Astrid that the back was probably the easiest place for her to keep this massage as calm and controlled as possible. When she thought about the other places she'd need to work on, she gulped, all too aware that Joyce would likely respond a little too well to them. But she'd cross that bridge when she came to it...

[Joyce_Hilda]

"Hmmmmm..." Joyce hummed, in pleasure. "Of course I'm tense. I was making some quite hardwork" Joyce giggled. "By the way, you're very good at this, teacher." Joyce smiled.

Joyce enjoyed that treatment. She had some suggestive thoughts roaming her head right now, and all the awkwardness she felt coming from Astrid really made things even hotter. Joyce's flirting really hit Astrid hard. Joyce wasn't thinking on pushing things further, but she found Astrid cute as she was nervous.

[CaptainL]

"I...am..?" Astrid's cheeks flushed just a little at the thought. She couldn't say she had ever done much with massages before, but it seemed as though the talent was coming naturally to her, at least as far as Joyce was concerned. Or maybe the brunette was just trying to flatter her to get in her good graces - she wouldn't put that past her either. But she bit at her lip, her eyes darting from one corner of the room to the other. What was she supposed to do next? How was she supposed to respond? Was there anything she could do to make this less awkward? And little did she know, Joyce wanted this to stay that awkward!

Nevertheless, Astrid cleared her throat, taking a step back from Joyce. "...Well, thank you, I suppose...it's new to me, but then, I suppose with how strong I am, it stands to reason I'd be good at it, yeah?" She stopped again a moment after saying that, as she suddenly realized how that could have been taken out of context - and she was afraid Joyce was going to read too much into it. Or, god forbid, if she would try to explore that subject deeper. But she shook those thoughts out of her head. She was wasting time! Standing around would do nothing when she had a massage to attend to!

Sucking in a breath, Astrid lay her hands down now on Joyce's thighs, beginning to knead her fingertips into them. They did feel awfully soft...but she huffed and turned her head to the side. Hopefully, Joyce wouldn't get too excited about this.

[Joyce_Hilda]

Now Joyce face became a tomato. Astrid's hands on her THIGHS!!! This felt too good to be real. She remained still, not wanting to difficult Astrid's job. She was keeping her face down, so Astrid wouldn't have any idea of what was going through her apprentice's head. After some seconds, Joyce moved herself on the bench. As she did this, she ended up moving her legs as well, which made Astrid's hand accidentally to get squished between both Joyce's inner thighs. Joyce covered her mouth with both hands because she felt she was on the verge of letting a moan escape (or already had let it escape, without noticing). Worse: she felt like she was getting a cameltoe on her buruma and Astrid could have ended feeling it with her fingers. She felt a bit awkward on that situation, but part of her "bad girl" side also just wanted Astrid to go lewd. Maybe even smacking her ass with her big hand.

Fate felt like it was able to read Joyce's thoughts: a bug was flying and ended up landing on Joyce's ass, and it was walking around. If Astrid didn't find a way to smash it, the bug could end up biting Joyce, causing a lot of pain.

[CaptainL]

Astrid bit her lip as she worked her way down to Joyce's lower body. This, she knew, would present her with a challenge. The champion had no intentions this going anywhere too sensual or too openly flirtatious. It had grown all too apparent to her that Joyce had a crush, and she was afraid to lead her on, lest she feel guilty about giving her any false hope that this could go somewhere. But once she had gotten past the obvious targets for a massage, it was going to get hard to address the rest without sending the wrong impression. Placing her hands on Joyce's thighs, Astrid pressed the tips of her fingers down into them - she could feel the softness of the brunette's skin sink in against her touch, and when she did, she shuddered, her heart skipping a beat. She had to remind herself that she was spoken for, and Joyce was just her student, who she barely knew. It wouldn't be right. But...it did feel nice...

She slowly turned her fingers in circles, pushing them in deeper. Astrid had slowed down the pace here, hoping that she could buy herself more time to think through her predicament...and, unfortunately, she soon realized that her slower, more careful touch could just as easily come across as something more sensuous. She gulped, her face growing red - this really wasn't easy for her. And it was about to get worse, as a bug alighted on Joyce's rear.

Astrid's eyes went wide, and in that moment, she froze. This wasn't good. The bug was definitely going to be a problem - but with where it was, she wouldn't be able to squash it without smacking Joyce's ass in the process, and that was not the image she was trying to put forth! She could try to shoo it away, or pick it off, but that could well agitate it even more, and then they'd both have to deal with it. She really had no option. Sucking in a breath, Astrid stood taller. She didn't want to do this, but if she had to...

"I'm...sorry for this," she said, hoping that it would at least help dissuade Joyce from reading too much into what came next. Then, looking aside and blushing hard, she drew back her hand, about to swing a heavy slap down across Joyce's cheek!

[Joyce_Hilda]

"OOOOOHHHH!!!" Joyce couldn't help but release a really, really loud moan of pleasure. As long as she noticed what she just did, she shut herself up with both her hands, blushing viciously, at the point she was looking just like a tomato. She didn't know what to do with her hands: should her cover her mouth? Should her cover her face? Thing is, she liked that and didn't want to admit that. She even got her nipples a bit hard right now.

A very awkward silence was stablished in the place. It was something very awkward, and very comprimising, and the longer, the worse. She decided to break the silence, in order to help to contain the damage and not make things worse, with a pervy teacher and an even more pervy student.

"Uh... did something happened back there, teacher?"

[CaptainL]

It had been awkward enough for Astrid to know that she was going to have to touch Joyce's rear in order to deal with the bug, let alone to slap it. But when her hand came down with a smack that caused Joyce to cry out from the sensation, the Norsewoman's face went just as red as her student's. She bit at her lip, going tense and looking around. There weren't that many people in the gym right now, but Astrid still hoped that no one heard that. She did not want to have to explain what she'd just done - even to herself. This whole time, she was taking as much care as she could not to get Joyce too excited; she wanted to keep things strictly business between the two of them. She knew Joyce was going to like the slap more than she perhaps should have. But she hadn't quite anticipated how much she'd react. And now, she'd have to face what she'd done.

Even after Joyce spoke, it seemed like an eternity before Astrid found the words - she was paralyzed where she stood, afraid even to think too far for fear of what she might find. But, eventually, she found it in her to clear her throat - and even after that, she took a pause before continuing. "It's...it's fine, it's fine," she said, her voice softer and more hesitant than she was used to. "You just had a bug on you, and I was trying to get rid of it...s-sorry..."

Astrid chuckled nervously - but then, she realized that this exchange had clouded her thoughts to such a degree she had forgotten about where she was going to take the massage next. Actually, the more she thought about it, the more she was sure that this could go nowhere good - she'd opened a Pandora's box when it came to smacking Joyce upside the rear, and now the brunette surely wouldn't let her forget it if she kept thing going. She cleared her throat, taking a step back.

"Ah, ahem...perhaps that should be it for today. You can get home from here, yeah?"

[Joyce_Hilda]

What she wanted just happened: Astrid, that gorgeous, muscular amazon, just smacked her enormous hand on Joyce's ass. Joyce LOVED that, but the outcome wasn't as pleasant as she expected. The atmosphere between trainer and trainee got more and more awkward. What was done could not be undone. Luckily, the damage wasn't bigger because Astrid and Joyce were, probably, the only ones present on the gym at the time. Joyce was hyperventilating as she was trying to control her "lesbian panic", so her mind took some seconds to proccess what Astrid just said.

"U-Uh? A bug? Oh, o-okay. Thanks, uh, teacher. I always was afraid of bugs. Glad you took care of it"

The silence continued, with neither Astrid or Joyce being able to break this, until Joyce heard Astrid's reply, who adviced her to just go home.

"Uh? Oh, okay. Yeah, I can go home. I think I'm quite tired to keep training." Joyce was still very shaken up by everything that happened.

Joyce got up on her feet, walked towards the exit. Her ass was red, and she rubbed the place where she got spanked. She felt she should say one thing more before going away definitely.

"Uh, teacher. Thanks for the training. You're a great trainer. Also, don't bother yourself so much. Stuff like this happens sometimes" Joyce giggled, rubbing her hair, trying to relax herself and Astrid. After saying this, she exited the gym.

[CaptainL]

"Oh! Oh. You're afraid of bugs? I had no idea...you're welcome, I suppose!" Astrid chuckled nervously, trying to defuse any tension that might have persisted between herself and Joyce, but it did little to calm her nerves - her heart was still pounding, and her face was still flushed a vivid red. She'd never gotten quite this intimate with any of her students, and when she agreed to this sparring session she certainly hadn't been prepared for Joyce to take it as well as she had. Even now she was tripping over her own words, trying not to say anything too unbefitting of her position as both a trainer and a champion - or worse, anything that might make Joyce think there was anything more between the two of them, lest she see fit to pursue this matter further. That would only be more embarrassing! Astrid had to blurt out whatever came to her mind just to try and distract herself - in fact, when she realized what she'd just said, even that made her face grow red, afraid she'd offended Joyce. "Ah, er, not to say I judge you for being afraid of bugs, or anything! Sorry! Please, don't take that the wrong way!"

She cleared her throat, taking in a deep breath to try and calm her nerves. Luckily for her, Joyce seemed to pick up on the hint that it was time for her to go home. Astrid breathed a short sigh of relief - it wasn't that she wanted Joyce to be gone. She was sure she had a lot of potential - and she seemed like a nice girl, too. But things were getting so awkward, the Norsewoman was all but convinced she would do something she'd regret sooner or later - if she hadn't already.

"No, no, I understand. It's probably for the best. You can get hurt if you try to push yourself too hard when you're tired...and it's certainly been an, uh, eventful day." Astrid chuckled at that, but she cleared her throat nonetheless. She hoped that wouldn't sound too suggestive.

For now, it was time to send Joyce on her way. Astrid helped her gather her things and followed her toward the exit. But just as Joyce was about to leave, she turned to the champion to express her thanks. Astrid nodded her head, her smile growing a little wider. "Well, you're welcome. I do think you have it in you to be a good wrestler some day - as long as you keep a cool head and focus on the match, I think those submission skills will help a lot." She bit at the inside of her cheek - she knew all too well what subject she was skirting around. But she had to remind herself that, in spite of it all, it had still been a successful session. She got to feel out what Joyce's strengths and weaknesses were, to impart some advice, and hopefully the brunette would take it to heart. She told herself, as she watched Joyce walk off, that there was still something worth celebrating...

...Though she did have to wonder what Joyce was letting on with that last statement...