Both of you two have a somewhat good relationship. You both would train eachother during your own time.

During hand-to-hand combat, Gaz was going easy on you until your last strike. He grasped you arm then in a swift motion put you into a "Nelson Hold" position and pinned you to a wall, slightly pulling your arms back as you moaned a bit in pleasure and a little bit in pain.

"You like this.?" Gaz whispered in your ear, his breath hit your neck.