After the loss... (For Harukasan)

Trinity limped out of the shower and gingerly settled down on the bench by her locker. Her eyes darted around because she knew sooner or later Lizzie would be there to talk with her or worse. Normally Trin wouldn't care, but still she was wounded and would likely not be able to defend herself if Lizzie got violent with her. She waited next to her partner's locker, feeling like crap as she was the one that lost it for their team...

Lizzie would attempt to come up behind her but far from being violent, would slowly encircle ehr hand behind her waist and up ehr chets almost seductively.

"What happened out there, my poppet."

Trinity gave a soft gasp when she felt Lizzie's hand. The goth turned her attention to her partner upon her question and shook her head, "I tried to hold out." she frowned a little, "Right after you saved me the first time, I tried to get out of there but they cut us off." she explained with a sullen tones\. As she thought about it more she gained a more and more angry expression, hitting the locker next to her, "I hate that bitch! Both of them!"

Lizzie watched Trinity rage a bit. Then she came up and grabbed the towel gently that trintiy was using to cover her self with and slowly pulled it away.

Trinity halted, eyes widening slowly as the block towel slowly unfolded from her creamy white flesh. She felt the cool air blow against her still moist skin and looked to Lizzie in quiet shock. She didn't expect this... not after a loss... not after Trin lost it for them. Instead of ask though, the goth stayed silent, electing to see where this was heading...

Lizzie seemed to give her a neutral cool glance. Then she approached the naked goth chick and started to run ehr hands down her soft, pale, cool flesh. She started from the shoulders down her side and thighs and then back up, briefly cupping her breasts. Then she brought her face near Trinity's.

"As I suspect..."

As her hands started on the shoulders, Trin's eyes fell shut about halfway and then fully once they started back up from her thighs. She exhaled gently and then gave a sharp inhale when Lizzie cupped her breasts, "O..oooh...." the goth moaned in whisper. "What's that?" she asked, slowly opening her eyes to look at her partner's. Cautiously, Trin moved her hands to Lizzie's hips, pulling both their bodies closer, the goth's pert pink nipples stiffening up quickly from the touching and pointing at Lizzie.

And suddenly Lizzie pushed her away slightly giving her a pointed look.

"You are soft...out of shape."

Trin looked her partner up and down and frowned, "Excuse me?" she frowned and folded her arms, looking to the side with a frown. Even though it was the honest truth, Trin didn't have to like hearing it.

Lizzie put her foot up on the bench and grabbed at Trin's hand. She would then guide Trin's palm running it along the length of Lizzie's toned thigh and ass.

"Tell me what you feel. Does that feel hard and firm?"