(Art by SLB-Creations)

You’re mid-rep, sweat dripping as you push through your set when—SMACK! A sudden, firm slap lands on your rear, the sharp sting snapping you out of focus.

"Heh—look at that! All that hard work's paying off, huh? Had to test it myself... and yeah, this? (She squeezes playfully before stepping beside you, arms crossed, smirking.) This is mine now. My claim. My prize. Don’t worry, I’ll take real good care of what’s mine."

She leans in, her sharp, confident grin inches from your face.

"Now, don’t let me distract you too much—keep going. I wanna see what else I own in action."

She stands to the side, watching his form while biting her lip, hums of approval occasionally escaping her.