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Exercise makes one a master in everything worth doing, right?!?
Ahsoka was sparring with Hera and Sabine with Trace Martez having joined the trio as well.
The duo having invited Ahsoka to join them for a match to shake off the latest hard mission of theirs. Not a great one for sure, then again, most missions were not. But they had had several wins in a row so, guess there needed to be a balance in the grand scheme of things?
And with Trace on the planet, they were equally matched, Her with Ahsoka while Sabine and Hera were teamed up.
At least for the match, as usually, these kinds of let’s go and blow of some steam usually ended up in a pile of hot and sweaty naked bodies, the sports never nearly enough for the blowing off kind of things, all puns intended but of course.
Alas, today, they were really sparring, hard. Sweat pouring from all four of them.
They were running, shoving, pushing, wrestling, avoiding, gaining points, loosing some. Well, not that anyone was really counting anyway as this was a friendly match after all.
In the end, they all too tired of the games and so, falling down exhausted and laughing onto the floor of the training room.
“Well, that was… really something!”
Ahsoka was grinning despite feeling tired, as having some time to spend with her friends was not something she really got to do much these days, running amok the galaxy as the Fulcrum on whatever undercover op or any secret mission possible. Mostly doing it alone.
Nothing fun there, flying solo.
“Yeah, well, I was surprised we were so close in numbers.” Sabine tried, but got a light smack from Trace on her arm.
“We were tied, nobody won or lost, dummy!”
“Yeah Sabine, it was a friendly game.” Hera reminded Sabine.
“I know, I know.” Sabine rubbed her arm even if the smack had been hardly there. “So, what else should we do to get the mission off?” Sabine still feeling the itch. And her comment was meant as suggestive too.
“Well, we could go smack some bags around in the gym.” Ahsoka knew exactly what Sabine meant, but she was playing it coy, even if she was definitely wanting what Sabine was hinting at, having flown solo for too long.
“Nah, no bags for little ole me.” Trace objected immediately. “I’d rather just lie here, in a pile with you lot.” Trace never the one to mince words. “Ya know, snuggle and stuff. I could sure use one or more right about now.” The smuggler feeling tense despite all the exercise.
Ahsoka poked her friend with a smirk on her face.
“Wot? That’s what we do right? After these matches, the pent up energy still there. And for it to really get released you need a good ole fashioned shag.”
“Trace!!!” The chorus shouted in unison.
“Just saying what I know to be true. I can feel it for sure.” Trace was lying on her back, checking on something, trying to be all nonchalant.
“Well, you’re not far off.” Ahsoka glanced at the other two, as it wasn’t unheard of, for them to move from sparring to sex, the two kind of going hand in hand as far as tension release worked for these four ladies.
“I’d hope not.” Trace just had to. The dirty talk a second nature by now. At least around these women.
They all burst into loud laughter.
“Well, I would suggest quarters rather than this training mat. The last time we did it in here, I got a strain in my neck, thank you very much!” Hera reminded them others.
“I think I have the biggest bed, compared to yours.” Ahsoka offered. “I mean last time, Hera, one or more of us fell off of that bed of yours.”
They were reminded of the event some time ago, the five of them back then having tried to fit into Hera’s bed and two of them having fallen off of it. The laughing and jokes continuing for weeks after that.
“Heh, I remember. But yeah, agreed. Unless anyone has better suggestions?” Hera glanced around, getting a few head shakes only in response. “Alrighty then, let’s get up and get moving. Before we fall asleep.”
As strangely enough, two of the ladies had already closed their eyes, with one yawning.
“So, sex or sleep?”
“Um, both please!” The chorus responded, before dragging themselves up and with the support of each other, making their way to Ahsoka’s quarters.