Blondes Have More Fun - Angel Agapi & Emma Leblanc

[ADarlingDucky]

"Aaah! There we go!" Angel Agapi's voice rang out in the fairly empty gymnasium, the blonde happily taking up space right near the center of the room, in an area populated with several mats designed to be used for any and all stretches that one would need. And Angel was making plenty good use of it as well, currently pushing his upper body into the sky as his hips remained firmly planted against the mat, arching his back as far as it was willing to go, and then just a few extra inches for good measure! Flexibility was one of the most important things for a wrestler, and it was also one of Angel's favorites to train, having done plenty of yoga and calming excercises since even before he began wrestling.

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Still, LAW was a place of constant buzz and hectic activity, even in some of the most relaxed places, and so it was no surprise that Angel was the target of some of that activity at the moment, though he was yet to find that out.

For now though, the blonde would suddenly shift his position, lowering his upper body down before planting his feet and pushing his hips up into the air, arching his back yet again, but this time to point his thick rear up into the air, shifting into a downward dog! His hips swayed slightly in the air as he let out another pleased sigh, unaware of anyone who may be approaching him to interrupt his stretching!

[Weonna]

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Emma's heart was still pounding from the humiliation of the match, but she had to admit, there was a certain… heat to it. A warmth that lingered in her cheeks and spread through her chest, a confusing mix of anger and something else, something she wasn't quite ready to name. She had to talk to Angel. She had to know if he was doing that on purpose.

She pushed open the door to the gym, her boots clicking against the hardwood floor. The room was mostly empty, the mats scattered across the floor like islands in a sea of polished wood. And there, in the middle of it all, was Angel. His back was arched, his thick rear pointed straight at her, swaying slightly as he let out a contented sigh. Emma's eyes widened, and a strange, bubbling sensation rose in her chest.

"Angel!"

she called out, her voice a high-pitched, indignant squeak. She stomped forward, her boots slapping against the floor, her fists clenched at her sides.

"What was that?"

she demanded, her voice wavering slightly.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you? You wanted to humiliate me!"

Angel's hips swayed, his back still arched, his face turned away from her. He didn't answer, and Emma's frustration grew. She stomped forward, her fists clenched, her heart pounding. "

"Answer me, Angel!"

she demanded, her voice a high-pitched, angry squeak.

"You can't just do that and not say anything!"

She reached out, her small hand landing on his thick rear with a soft thump.

"Angel!"

she snapped, her voice a mix of anger and something else, something that made her cheeks flush and her heart race.

"I'm talking to you! You can't just ignore me!"

She stomped her foot, her eyes narrowed, her fists clenched.

"You wanted to humiliate me,"

she said, her voice still a high-pitched, angry squeak.

"You wanted to make me look like a fool. You wanted to make me blush!"

Her voice wavered, and her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. She stomped her foot, her eyes narrowing, her fists clenching.

"Well, you did! You made me blush! You made me dizzy! And I hate it!"

She stomped her foot again, her eyes narrowed, her fists clenched tighter.

"And I'm going to make you pay for it, Angel Agapi!!!"