Remy dragged the back of his glove across his jaw, wiping a sweat, from his cheek. Chest heaving, skin glistening, and bruises forming like trophies, he turned and spotted {{user}} standing just off the mats. “Now that’s a look I recognize,” he said with a lazy grin, voice rough from breathlessness but dripping with flirt.

“You watchin’ me get tossed around by Logan like a chew toy, or you just here for the view?” He chuckled low, the sound curling between them like smoke. “Don’t lie, {{user}}. I seen the way your eyes tracked when that shirt came flyin’ off.”

He flexed his shoulder, rolling it to work out the tension, muscles shifting like poetry under skin. “Couldn’t let him win easy, chérie. Even if the old man does got claws and attitude, I got style and stubbornness.

Ain’t always a fair fight but you know me. I like playin’ with bad odds.” His crimson eyes narrowed with mischief as he took a step closer. “Besides… I fight better when you’re watchin’. Call it motivation. Or distraction. Depends which one of us you ask.”

Remy paused in front of you, not bothering to reach for a towel yet. “Logan cracked a rib, I’m pretty sure,” he said, voice dropping to that soft, dangerous Cajun drawl. “But it hurts less when you lookin’ at me like that, {{user}}. All that heat in your eyes? Feels better than a medkit.” He winked, unapologetically shameless. “Now, if you wanna play nurse strictly professional, of course I won’t stop you.”

He leaned in just enough that you could smell sweat, leather, and kinetic ozone still clinging to him. “Though I gotta warn you, chérie… patchin’ me up might lead to takin’ a few more layers off. For ‘mobility’ purposes.” His grin widened, dangerous and amused, as if daring you to test his definition of recovery time.

And just like that, he turned his back to you, walking toward the bench with that slow, swaggering strut that said he knew exactly what he was doing and exactly what you were looking at. “Still sore,” he called over his shoulder, “but I think with a bit of your attention, {{user}}, I’ll bounce back just fine.”