cont. from here.
Valentina was in a rush, she had somewhere she needed to be and the girl’s locker room was out of commission for the next hour. She didn’t have time to wait around in order to make herself decent. Sure, there was always the option of simply changing her clothes, but she’d put in a lot of effort for her workout this afternoon and her appointment was not something she wanted to show up for smelling like a gym sock. A shower was definitely needed and she’d made it so far as to strip down to her bare skin, wrapping a small towel around her slender frame, before her intentions are forgotten. She’s met with the sight of a very chiseled wall, one she’s definitely admired from afar but has never made it a point to say... anything to. She’s not shy; not by any means, but Valentina is driven. All of her time is dedicated to perfecting her craft on the ice; she doesn’t have time for anything beyond a quick romp in the hay most days - sometimes, even those are few and far between. “Uh... sorry? The ladies locker room is being fumigated or some shit, I don’t even know what they were talking about, but I needed a shower and this seemed like the best option?” She shrugs at him, chewing on her lower lip as her eyes unabashedly rake over his frame. “You don’t mind sharing, do you?” A cant of her head, a mischievous glint in her gaze as she steps towards him, around him, and makes her way towards the showers. @charmxchivalry










