[Grappl] Air Yoga & Chill

[Dubski]

Aarna continued to eat as Ema was speaking to her, watching her intently. She giggled slightly at the remark about Grappl not being just a silly app. She had her doubts, but it was reassuring after working so hard to bring it to LAW and forge a partnership that it seemed like it may work out. She at least hoped it would, for her own sake. But Ema also added that they would need to find a way to unwind or a hobby for her. Smiling slightly, she simply shrugged in response.

"I think it depends on the book. I like audio books sometimes--they're easy to listen to while I work or travel or... anything else, I guess?" said Mehta, blowing out a breath of air from her cheeks. "But... I just have difficulty finding the time to crack open a book, usually. I'd be interested to see what you have though! And who knows? Maybe I can find a way to make time."

The Indian girl would then finish the last of her plate and sip on her wine, letting out a content sigh. "That was delicious, Ema! Thank you so much!" With a warm smile, Mehta looked at Ema cheerfully.

[PurpleMage]

Ema took a deep breath while listening to Aarna. There were lots of things about that woman the purple-haired could relate to, hence the connection she was feeling with Aarna. Ema just wanted to help Aarna in any way she could, and she was resolved to that as she got the final bite of her plate. “Well, audiobooks are nice but there’s a downside to them and it is that you mostly listen to them while in a stressing situation. What I want you to do...”, she said while getting on her feet and walking behind Aarna, delicately grabbing her by the shoulders “...is to come with me and choose a book you will read when you can take some calm time at home.” After guiding Aarna through her living room, Ema would give her a small tour through her modest book collection. “Have a look and let me know if anything piques your interest. We have thriller, mystery, even silly romance.”, she said blushing a little.

[Dubski]

Aarna would glance up at Ema as she put her hands on her shoulders, offering her a warm smile. "Sure, I'd love to check out your collection!" said Mehta, standing up and allowing her date to take her to her book collection. She began perusing them with a smile, letting her fingers glide on the spine of them as she read them. She canted her head, examining some of them. "I do like mysteries... and romance," said Aarna, glancing back to Ema with a warm smile.

Stepping back, the Indian girl would place a hand on the small of Ema's back and asked, "Did you have any favorites you'd recommend to me?" Aarna figured it might be better for her date to choose the book instead--wanting to see what her tastes were.

[PurpleMage]

Ema could feel her cheeks burning in blush, her confidence turning to nervousness when Aarna replied and asked her for favorites. It wasn’t just that fact, but the way the Indian asked, the tone, the choosing of words and of course that hand resting against the small of her back. Ema choked a gasp. Was she so excited she was reding stuff that wasn’t there, or where the signs real? She had been out of the game for so long she couldn’t know, and it wasn’t as if she had ever been a good player.

“Oh, I know! There’s this one, but it’s on my bed table. Don’t worry, it’s just a re-read of a re-read. Be right back.” Ema darts to her bedroom, her cheeks burning. She quickly closed the door behind her not allowing either Aarna or the camera crew get a glimpse of the room. A woman needs her privacy after all. Breathing deep, Ema made it in the dim bedroom until reaching her bed and getting a book that was resting against the pillow. The purple-haired breathed deep once again before walking back.

“Here! Have a look.”, she said after closing the door again while offering Aarna the book. “This has everything: exciting mystery and the protagonist makes it so interesting. It has even time for some… saucy scenes so careful if reading in the train or something like that...” Ema felt the blush coming back to her before changing topics with a stutter. “O-oh! There’s also something: the chapters are short enough so you can read them in one session. I used that as a motivation to decompress, one chapter a day. I hope you like it as much as I did...”

[Dubski]

Aarna was surprised at how much Ema was blushing. When her date left into her room, the Indian girl looked to the camera and shrugged, saying in a hushed tone. "She's so freaking cute..." She offered a bright smile to the camera before looking to Ema once more as she left her bedroom again, turning her smile to her. Mehta took the book, looking over the cover, then the back. She was alerted when she mentioned saucy scenes, smiling broadly.

Mehta would then look even more grateful when Ema suggested she just read a chapter a day. She could do a chapter a day. That certainly wasn't something she felt she'd felt she couldn't do. No excuses to shy away from that. Still holding the book, Aarna stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Ema, giving her a big hug. "Ooooh... Ema! That's so nice of you!" She kept holding onto her, giving her a little squeeze. "I'll definitely be able to do that! You're so sweet!"

[PurpleMage]

Ema was a clear-as-day person. It was very easy to know what she was thinking most of the time and when she acted it was out of pure honesty, so her giving Aarna’s a book came from the pure desire of helping that woman. Sometimes this has made the purple-haired easy to read in match situations and even gave her a couple bad experiences in the past with personal entanglements, but that day it had the opposite effect when Ema’s honesty was received with care and affection when Aarna closed in for a hug. Her touch was soft, and her smell… “Wait.”, Ema thought. Was she actually falling for that woman? Apparently she was.

“Say, why don’t you start it and regularly let me know what do you think of it?” Then Ema broke the hug to make an exagerated boss impersonation, moving with strange manerism and grumbling at her: “Ms. Mehta, I want that report on my desk next morning!”

[Dubski]

Aarna kept that hug in tight, squeezing her date against her. She quite enjoyed being able to hold her, and get close. Her athletic body, she had admired in their yoga class, and now got to admire close up too. When Ema began to joke with her about reading the book, Mehta let out a giggle, covering her mouth with one hand, a fond expression on her face.

"Yes ma'am..." she replied, before softly clearing her throat and gazing at Ema. She just took the moment to really look at her and then spoke up again. "You're so cute..." She gave a fond smile to the girl and bit her lip briefly.

Aarna would then lift a hand to her date's cheek, delicately rest it there, fingertips barely resting on her face. And then the Indian girl would slowly lean in, going for a soft, tender kiss.

[PurpleMage]

Hearing Aarna respond by calling her ma’am and following the joke she started made the purplette’s heart melt. She always thought of herself as awkward and overly solemn and seeing someone acknowledge her funny and playful side was an act of validation. She also valued the chance of making something good for that woman, she really cared about her well-being after the connection she had felt to her and she would make an effort to bring a smile to that face.

At that moment Ema noticed several details at the same time, her observant skills not missing anything while assessing the situation. The look on Aarna’s eyes which now looked as shiny as ever to Ema, her warm smile, the compliment, the bite lip, the hand on her cheek. That was definitely happening. Upon letting Aarna’s lips touching hers Ema let out a pant. Her touch was soft and tender and Ema reciprocated by getting the most out of those lips, her two hands cupping each side of Aarna’s face to hold it in place. The electricity of the moment was only on par to its tenderness.

Then Ema heard something moving besides her, her right eye opening a little to check on Aarna but the sound came from her peripheral vision and then she noticed the cameraman repositioning to get a good shot at their kiss. This wasn’t like her matches, this was intimate and she felt exposed, her private life suddenly a product for L.A.W. fans to consume, obviously not what she expected when she joined Grappl, but what was she expecting. Suddenly Ema felt like a fool, her body stiffening and her kissing slowing down until dying, her uneasiness more than evident.

[Dubski]

Aarna Mehta had been satisfied with that warm, soft kiss. Letting out a gentle coo of satisfaction, she especially felt good about it after feeling Ema's hands on her cheeks too. The pair were tenderly kissing, and it seemed like everything was perfectly fine. More than fine. It was outstanding. And the Indian girl could feel her stress flowing away--that same stress that was always consuming her was peeling away. Instead, she could just focus on kissing Ema, and how nice it felt.

But then, Ema broke that slowly, and Aarna's brow furrowed. With a confused coo, Mehta's eyes fluttered open. Did she do something wrong? Did Ema have second thoughts? What happened that this wonderful kiss turned into something that had her date looking like she didn't want any part of her now. Their lips parted and the Indian girl swallowed hard, looking confused.

Speaking up softly, Aarna decided to speak softly, "Is... something wrong?" With a small, uncertain smile, Mehta cleared her throat, maintaining the closeness between them. Her hand moved from her cheek to rest on her forearm instead, just waiting for her response to shed some light on what just happened.

[PurpleMage]

For a sensual wrestler, Ema had some emotional hurdles to attend to before she could make a connection with someone, but everything that transpired that day helped her forge a significant bond with Aarna Mehta, and that inevitably led to some physical intimacy when the two of them enjoyed enough privacy for Ema to feel comfortable. Or at least that was what Ema thought at first. It may seem a powerful irony coming from a woman that engaged in sexual combat as a job, but Ema was very selective in how she approached intimacy, but that day had been perfect so far, and when the good vibes between the two women and the comfort they appeared to give each other led into a soft kissing session it felt magical… or at least until the camera’s persistence in getting and broadcasting the best shot of that action threw Ema off.

Ema’s hesitance was quickly noticed by Aarna, who looked confused about what had happened and then the moment was over and the kiss broke. Then Ema felt a rush of insecurity. She felt like she had ruined that moment, defenseless and even a little stupid by letting anyone interfere in her dating affairs. She immediately blushed, feeling embarrassed and responsible for that outcome. Then came Aarna’s caring disposition, asking her about how she felt and if everything was okay, and that broke Ema’s protection barriers even more. “S-sorry, it’s just...” The purple-haired felt tears forming in her eyes, words choking on her mouth as she looked at Aarna with a sad face, unable to muster the words but her feeling of unease towards the cameras being more than apparent.