Spotting (For Ringropes)

[CaptainL]

"Okay, okay! I'm ready!"

"Whoah, whoah, hold on-!"

It was another average day at the LAW gym, which meant that things were anything but calm and casual. Kirie Tsukada, one of the league's newest and most...tempestuous signees to the lightweight division, was making a run for the weight room, and her long-suffering boyfriend Hiro Yamashida was left to lag along behind her. She dragged him by the arm with her usual vigor, and he struggled to catch up, panting for breath.

"C-Calm down! I'm not even in the gym yet and I'm getting worn out..."

Kirie laughed to that, patting him on the back. "You're funny, Hiro-kun! You're not even here to work out, remember? You're just gonna spot me as I train for my next match!"

"Right, right, yeah..." He nodded to her, rubbing his head. Kirie could be hard to keep up with at times, and this was no exception. It could have been worse, at least.

"Just watch me with my routines and keep count of my reps. I wanna break my record! You do have my last records with you, right?"

"U-Uh..." Hiro stammered nervously. "Well, I mean, I'm...sure they're somewhere-"

Kirie narrowed her eyes as she leaned in closer, repeating herself in a more pointed tone. "I said...you do know how I did last time, right?"

"...Y-Yeah."

"Okay! Good!~" Kirie leaned in to give him a quick kiss on the lips, acting as cheerfully as if nothing had happened. "I'm gonna do some laps, okay? You just stay here and time me!"

"...Right." Hiro watched as Kirie took off jogging around the track. He sighed, looking down at his stopwatch and hoping things wouldn't go terribly wrong.

Kirie Tsukada

Hiro Yamashida

[Ringropes98]

Spoiler

”13....14....15....whew.” Sasha panted as she put the heavy weight back onto its rack before sitting up from the bench press. That had been her third rep and it was time to move on to her next exercise. But first, she needed to cool off and give herself a break, if she did too much she ran the risk of hurting her body more than having gaining anything. So instead she grabbed her water bottle and took a sip as she watched the gym.

What caught eye was what obviously looked like a couple as a boy and a girl entered the gym. Though it looked like the boy was more of a servant than a boyfriend if the way the pinkette was ordering him around was any indication. But that was none of Sasha’s concern, though she did have to admit that it was very entertaining to watch play out. Especially when it looked like the boy had forgotten something that the pinkette wanted.

Sadly though, after looking at the clock she noticed that her break was over and it was time for her next rep. Though it wasn’t on the bench press. Getting up she walked past the boy as he waited for his girlfriend and moved to one of the nearby weight bars. After putting the amount of weight she usually does for her exercise, around 250 pounds onto the bar. She proceeded to put it on her shoulders and begin to squat. Sweat dripped down her body as she squatted down, her muscles rippling. Her rear in her tight black and green gym shorts unintentionally showing off to the boy behind her as she worked.

[CaptainL]

Kirie took off on her laps around the track, and that left Hiro hanging back by the entrance to the weight room, watching after her. He took a brief moment to stretch, but for now he would have to wait. Kirie probably wouldn't be happy if he went somewhere off her watch, and trying to explain things to her rarely ended well. Besides, he wasn't really the type to work out anyway, so all he could do was hang around. With a sigh, he checked his watch. Hopefully this wouldn't be too long...

But it wasn't long before Hiro received a reminder that he wasn't alone. Just then, someone else walked by - a woman who by the looks of it was a heavyweight, and one with an impressive body at that. The sweat coating her body gave it a glimmering sheen that was impossible to ignore, and the gym clothes she wore clung closely to her figure, outlining every contour of her muscled frame. As she brought the weights down across her shoulders and settled into the rhythm of her exercises, Hiro found himself frozen in place, totally transfixed by the sight before him. His eyes went wide, his face red, and his gaze traveled down along the blonde's back, toward her behind, which was now pointing directly toward him in all of its glory...

"I-I, um..." Hiro mumbled to no one in particular, tugging at his collar to try and defuse the heat he felt welling up in his body. It was then that he froze, remembering how possessive his girlfriend could be. Kirie no doubt wouldn't want him looking at other women this way, and he didn't want a confrontation. Feeling grasped with guilt, he began to slowly back away. Hopefully, no one would notice...

[Ringropes98]

The weight on her shoulders was great but in reality, it was both that Sasha couldn’t handle. To be quite honest, she could probably do more. But she felt that she should go a little light on her reps today, not overdo it and risk straining herself in case she had a match coming up. This was what she usually did before a powerlifting event she was part of started. The heavier stuff can happen in the ring.

Up and down the blonde powerlifter went, sweat rolled down her tanned body and dripped onto the training mat below as she continued her squats. She didn’t even know she had an audience until she thought she heard something behind her. ”Ngh, hmm? Sorry, rghh. Did you say something?” She asked, turning her head slightly to look partially behind her as she worked.

Depending on the boy’s reply, Sasha would just shrug and get back to what she was doing. Though it was then when she least expected it that disaster struck. Her squats had begun to ride the material of her shorts up her rear and expose more than she wanted. Her tanned cheeks unintentionally put on display as Sasha herself let out a groan of annoyance. “Stupid thing! Ugh I swear the next chance I get I’m getting a new pair of shorts. These are too damn small.” she muttered to herself, completely forgetting that she was being watched.

[CaptainL]

At once, Hiro could feel the hairs stand up on the back of his neck. She had noticed him! It was awkward enough just standing there, his gaze transfixed by her admittedly magnificent backside, but now that she'd actually acknowledged his presence, he was going to have to explain himself - something he didn't know if he was prepared to do. His eyes wandered up to make contact with Sasha's own as the blush rose in his face. A few stammered half-words left his mouth, as his mind ran a mile a minute trying to think of something to say that would calm the situation down, but settled on nothing.

"It's, uh...nothing, really! Don't...heh, don't mind me, just...happened to be here..." Hiro raised his hands up in a gesture of avoidance as he started to back away from Sasha, not really watching where he was going, and probably inadvertently only serving to call more attention to himself. Fortunately, Sasha didn't seem to care, as she turned back to what she was doing. Hiro breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he wouldn't have anything more to worry about - until he was soon proven wrong when Sasha's next set of squats left her shorts riding up further, her rear practically bared. And Hiro, standing just behind her, saw everything.

"G-Gaah..!" As he felt the heat rise to his cheeks, Hiro looked away with a shudder, trying to leave Sasha with as much dignity as he could. He just hoped she wouldn't notice.

[Ringropes98]

Sasha groaned as she felt her shorts begin to ride up her rear like a wedgie. She swore, the next time she went shopping that she was getting a new pair. This was getting just plain ridiculous, and embarrassing too! But she was determined to finish her rep before she did that, a force of habit from her powerlifting days. So ignoring the way her shorts essentially laid bare her whole rear to whoever was behind her, Sasha finished up the last couple of squats before putting the bar back on the rack.

But first she needed to stretch. While a good work out, the weights left her slightly stiff. So she stood back up and stretched her arms up too, bending her back slightly as her body popped in a few key places. A low moan escaped her lips as she the relief flooded her, though to the outside viewer that would sound like something else entirely. The film of sweat combined with the way the gym lights shone on her tanned skin made the Hawaiian glow as she bent forward and down to touch your toes.

Once more showing off her muscled rear to her unknown admirer. Another pop and groan later and Sasha straightened back up and began to pull the material of her shorts out and back to its original place, still completely oblivious to the fact that there was someone watching or, or rather drooling over her.

[CaptainL]

He swore he wouldn't look. The mantra was playing through Hiro's head as he turned himself away from Sasha, doing everything he possibly could not to point his eyes anywhere near her general direction. He just had to stay calm, he told himself. He was here for Kirie, and that was all. As soon as she got back, he would be able to focus on her, and he wouldn't need to worry about anyone else in the gym if he was sufficiently occupied. At least, assuming Kirie didn't notice anything...but he took in a deep breath and reminded himself that she was still on the track, and she was completely unaware of anything that had happened. He just needed to pull it together by the time she returned. Hiro started to look up from where he had covered his eyes...just in time to get an eyeful of Sasha's posterior pointed right at him, as she bent forward and practically shoved her ass into his face!

Hiro's face lit up with a blush as a wave of heat went through his body. His teeth clenching into a grimace, the manager found himself grasped by panic. He needed to get away from this now, before things could only get worse! He turned on his heel, going to face away from Sasha - and, as he stepped forward, he ended up walking into someone.

Hiro dropped back off his feet with a yelp, landing on the floor and looking up. "S-Sorry..!" he shouted, rubbing his head. But he froze as he looked up at the face of just who he had bumped into - specifically, Kirie Tsukada herself, who has now crossing her arms and tapping her foot impatiently as she shot a glare right toward Sasha.

"And who is this!?" she shouted, her tone just as pointed as her glare as her eyes narrowed.

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Bending down, Sasha couldn’t help but let out a pleased groan as several joints popped back into place. Straightening up, she proceeded to twist her hips and roll her shoulders as more pleasurable pops followed. Once that was finished the Hawaiian finally began to pull the material of her shorts that had ridden up her rear, pulling them into place. They were still tight, but they were no longer exposing her rear to whatever was behind her.

With everything finished, Sasha let out a pleased sigh and began to think about which exercise she should finish the day with. Maybe some leg curls to even things out, she thought as she prepared to leave. That is until she heard a shrill voice shout out behind her. ”Hmm?” she hummed with an eyebrow raised she turned around to the noise. What she saw, she wasn’t expecting to see to be honest.

Turning around, Sasha found herself looking down at the smaller girl she saw earlier. The one who seemed to be obsessed with the color pink. Everything from her hair to her outfit was pink and Sasha herself couldn’t even take the girls glare seri because of it. She noticed too that the pinkettes boyfriend was there too, they must have finally met up for their exercise. “Oh! I’m sorry, are you waiting on me? I was just finishing up here so you can go ahead and use them.” the Hawaiian said as she moved to walk past them, not realizing that wasn’t the reason the small girl was angry at her.

[CaptainL]

The noises Sasha made weren't doing any favors for Hiro. While they were nothing unusual when it came to the realm of physical fitness, when coupled with how inadvertently suggestive Sasha's movements had been, they made everything all the more awkward. To him, they sounded as if they belonged more in a bedroom than a weight room...the sort of bedroom he could imagine himself in. Or at least, that was his immediate, intrusive thought before he pushed it out of his head, blushing even harder at the idea he would even dare to entertain something so scandalous.

But if Hiro thought that was awkward, it was nothing compared to what he was dealing with now. Then again, "awkward" perhaps wasn't the right term. "Terrifying," more likely. Because now, Kirie had seen everything, and she had immediately assumed the worst. He could only look on in horror, clenching his teeth and sucking down a gasp. Hiro really didn't want things to get any worse than they had to...but with Kirie around, it was unlikely that they could go in any other direction.

Kirie glared up at Sasha, fuming. Her eyes locked onto the heavyweight's with the look of a maniac, as all she could care about was causing this girl harm. Given the difference in size between the two of them, and not helped by Kirie's giggly, cutesy aesthetic, an onlooker would be forgiven for finding the sight comical, like a chihuahua trying to threaten a postman. But to Kirie, this was dead serious.

Sasha walked past her, paying absolutely no heed to the pink-haired girl's thoughts on the matter. She might have been merely oblivious - but to Kirie, this sort of dismissal was the gravest of insults! She growled through clenched teeth, turning to stare down Sasha as she passed by. "HEY!!" she barked. "Get back here! I'm not through with you! I don't care about your stupid weights, as long as you keep your FAT ASS out of my boyfriend's face!" Punctuating her outburst, Kirie snatched up her gym bag from where she had laid it by Hiro and threw it straight at Sasha. It didn't contain anything heavier than her shoes, but the intent was clear. And all Hiro could do was look on aghast.

[Ringropes98]

With her exercise finished, Sasha was ready to move on to her final one for the day. When she turned around however, she wasn’t expecting to see that pink girl from earlier standing behind her. Sasha expressed her confusion and just assumed that the pinkette was waiting for her turn at the weight rack. Though as the Hawaiian passed her by, she noticed the look on her boyfriends face and the sheer horror that was written on it. A sign that maybe her assumption wasn’t that simple.

And it turns out it wasn’t as Sasha barely made it five steps before she heard pinky call out behind her. Sasha stopped in her tracks as she heard the girl behind her start raving in a... well colorful fashion. Sasha was more trying to figure out what caused the girls anger in the first place until she heard mention of her boyfriend. Great. She was the crazy girlfriend too, Sasha felt the need to pinch the bridge of her nose at the situation she found herself in.

She tried to think of something that could possibly defuse the entire situation and stop it from spiraling further. But went out the window when she felt something collide with her back. Eyes narrowing, the blonde Hawaiian looked down at the gym bag that was thrown at her before looking up to bore holes into the pinkettes head. Turning fully around she walked back to the girl, hardly paying any mind to the terrified look of the boyfriend.

The size difference was incredibly apparent that one needed to be completely blind or brain dead to see what the possessive pinkette was doing was a very bad idea. Looking down at her from her massive height, Sasha only had this to say. ”I’m sorry. You want to run that by me again? I don’t speak chipmunk.” The threat was clear as day though it was tough to say if the girl in front of her even saw it.