Léonie

andrea huffed as she pulled open the doors to her local gym, stepping inside to where the cold ac was blowing through the space. she stepped over to the reception, leaning over to speak with the woman typing away on the computer. “hi, andrea sachs, i’d like to get a membership card? i’m starting out here.” andrea smiled and the lady helped her out.

andrea had been doing workouts at home, wanting to get a better routine and a better look. to which, to be fair, wasn’t needed. andrea already had a stunning body but she always wanted to take care of herself.

the only issue was, the trainers she'd been seeing were either not what she was looking for, or just didn't seem to have the right ideas as she had. fortunately, luck had stricked her when she found emily charlton.

emily charlton wasn’t just any personal trainer, no. she specialized in abdomen strength, biceps and fixing postures. that checked all of andrea’s boxes so she immediately got in contact with her.

fortunately for andrea, emily was available and was enthusiastic about helping her out since they both didn't live far from the gym. what andrea didn't admit was that some late nights atter planning schedules with charlton, she’d stay up late looking through old highlights and posts. emily was undeniably gorgeous, which only made andrea more nervous when it came to meeting her in person for the first time.

andrea tapped her fingers atop the cold countertop, humming to herself while she waited for the other woman to come get her. quickly broken out of her daze when she heard that sweet voice she’d heard in voice messages, andrea turned her head when her name was called, “andrea sachs?”

a few steps away stood emily, hands on her hips. wearing casual gym attire, impossibly tight leggings and an even tighter top. her hair was half up half down, the usual look she chose for the gym as andrea knew it. a sly smile plastered on her face when her gaze met andrea’s, she brung her hand to shoulder level, motioning for andrea to come closer with her index and middle finger. andrea was immediately pulled internally toward emily.

emily pulled andrea in for a hug, caressing her back. “it’s so great to finally meet you, darling!”emily said with her classic enthusiastic voice, humming when she felt andrea hug her back. “sorry, ‘m a sucker for physical touch. clearly.” emily snickered after pulling away, leaving her hands on andrea’s shoulders.

andrea was very slightly dumbfounded, but nonetheless appreciated the woman's hug. "yeah, i’m so excited to be doing this! you have no idea, i’ve been searching through trainers for ages and.. ugh, it’s just so great to be here, with you!" andrea rambled a little, a stupid grin on her face. emily chuckled and patted andrea’s shoulder twice before starting to walk off, "cmon, let me show you around before we start."

as promised, emily showed andrea around every corner of the gym possible, leading up to the changing rooms where they both stood now. “and here, of course, is where you get changed, shower or whatever other business you have to be doing, honestly.” emily instructed to a nodding andrea who looked around. andrea looked down at herself. she was still dressed far too professionally for a gym setting. she looked at emily with an awkward smile to which emily laughed, waving a hand. “don’t be shy, go get changed, i’ll wait out here for ya.”

andrea hummed and walked over to an empty stall and immediately got to it. she also took this moment to reorganize her thoughts. while emily showed her around she couldn't help but get lost in the way emily spoke. her voice was so smooth, like some dangerous velvet blanket that could trap you forever. andrea didn't even want to get started on her eyes, and especially not her arms. she let out a breath and got back to changing into some simple gym attire.

emily perked up when she heard a door opening behind her, amused by what followed along. andrea looked incredibly cute in her clothes, emily thought to herself. she wasn't going to let herself get carried away.. not yet at least. andrea had a nice figure, stuff that emily enjoyed working with.

emily hummed and waved andrea over to follow her, to which she immediately did. emily lead the two of them to a more secluded spot in the gym, where mirrors stood against all walls with equipment scattered around the floor. “welcome to my playground,” emily smiled, sitting on the bench where weights sat behind her. the two women talked about prior experiments, both with practice or just normal exercises. emily had to know exactly what andrea was doing so she could figure something out for her.

“so, show me how’d you lift these.” emily walked over to a pair of weights and stood there, waiting for andrea to comply. andrea stood over them before bending down to lift them, holding in some manner she learnt from videos she watched on how to exercise her arms. andrea began some decent lifting to which emily almost immediately pursed her lips.

“mm-mm, you can stop for sec, sweetheart.”emily hummed before approaching andrea, “is it alright if i touch you?” she spoke sweetly. andrea was slightly starstruck, thinking it was normal for trainers to just go ahead and have their way, but for emily to be asking to touch her made andrea's head spin just a little. andrea nodded, a breathless “uh-huh,” escaped her lips before her eyes darted to emily in the mirror.

emily smirked a little at andrea’s little reaction to her, but had to keep herself serious for a second. she corrected andrea's stance, bringing her hand to andrea's shoulder. andrea couldn't help but let out a small shakily breath, immediately paying attention to what emily was explaining to her.

“move your forearm to the side a little,” emily hummed, watching as andrea adhered. “good, now tighten your grip on the bar.” andrea followed her instructions, when having it done right she heard a satisfied noise from behind her ear. “feels better now, right?” emily pats andrea’s hip, which only makes andrea’s body feel heavier. just little though, luckily. “show me, now, that you've got it.” emily purrs. andrea hums and gets on with it.

with a few pants, andrea manages to get past 20 lifts while emily watches with an amused expression on her face, which andrea could only take as pride. andrea carefully sets the weights back on the floor and huffs. “that's it, atta girl!” emily chirps, standing back up and stepping toward andrea.

emily's hand sat on andrea’s shoulder, caressing it. “you did real good, i can tell you’re gonna a be a treat to train.” emily murmured, playing with a single strand of andrea’s hair. andrea, who’s now sort of freaking out internally, just gives back a bashful smile. “so, andy— can i call you andy?” emily gasped, as if just having solved an impossible equation. “i don’t mind it.” andrea nods to which emily smiles. “andy, you’re awfully sweaty dear. you wanna hit the showers? i wouldn’t mind one right now either.” emily questioned.

a question that is perfectly innocent. nothing wrong with it. just the way that emily spurred the words out into andrea’s brain that made it malfunction just a bit. andrea stumbled over her words, a small blush creeping onto her face. “uh— i, yeah! yeah, a showers.. fine. mhm.” andrea mananged to get out. emily hummed in amusement, walking off, andrea quickly following behind like a puppy.

they both walk into the empty changing room, emily waltzes over to her locker while andrea heads to the sink to wash her hands. emily rummages through her bag and pulls out a fresh pair of gym clothes, always carrying two or three with her. andrea then heads to her own locker and pulls out her own clothes again.

andrea looks over her shoulder, having noticed emily momentarily disappeared. she looks around only to find emily wrapped up in a towel. andrea almost dropped everything she was holding in her hands, suddenly feeling very weak when she saw the woman’s back. incredibly defined, emily’s hair was up in a high ponytail as if she were trying to show off.

andrea tried to tear her gaze away from emily, only to be met with a low chuckle that seemingly echoed through the room. “i know you’re staring, andrea.” emily purred, looking straight at andrea through the mirrors reflection.

andrea tried to retaliate, except no actual words left her mouth and she just looked away. she clutched her belongings extra closely to her before rushing to an empty shower.

emily smiled to herself, endeared by andrea’s shy nature. she couldn’t help but feel a tingle in her stomach knowing she’d have this woman around her in this setting for much longer.

andrea pressed her back against the cold wall of the shower, not having noticed she didn’t lock the stall door. she regulated her breathing, setting her clean clothes aside and turning on the shower to a hot temperature. her towel had slid down to her waist, exposing her chest to the cold air of the changing room.

the frosty door opened very unexpectedly, two synchronized gasps erupted from both andrea and emily, andrea grasped at her towel, dragging it back up to cover herself completely. emily let out an apologetic laugh, “i’m so sorry! you didn’t lock this one, andy!” emily exclaimed.

“oh my god— i’m an idiot, no, i’m sorry emily..” andrea groaned, turning away shamefully. emily just sighed and closed the door. “i’ll see you at our next sessions, right sweetheart?” emily’s voice rang through the showers area and andrea yelped out, “yea—yeah! i’ll.. i’ll see you..”

truth be told, andrea couldn’t wait already for more training with emily. she was already aching to lay in bed and think about her until then.