Passion for the Rebuilt

"Oh fuck, you're finally up, we both over did it I'm so sorry!" he said in a panicked voice.

Tienna looked around and saw gym staff standing over them, one of them putting away a set of smelling salts. She looked down and felt aches and pains through her body, then the memories of their match flooded back to her. She saw she was still wearing her gym clothes and lying on the sparing room floor, with Dase helping her to sit up.

Dase looked at her with worry in his eyes, "They said someone looked in and saw us both passed out, the staff came in and said we had probably been out for awhile."

Dase moved aside as a member of gym staff came to examine Tienna, he saw her look at him then turn away. He felt a tear of regret as he watched her look away, feeling he had let his anger in the match burn whatever bridge they may have had for friendship.

Tienna saw the way he looked at her, she couldn't bring herself to hold his gaze as she felt the slickness of her lips in her spandex pants. A wave of embarrassment at the odd dream flooded her as she tried to regain her composure. She heard Dase stand and take a few steps back, she wanted to tell him to stay but she couldn't overcome the mortified feelings she had.

Tienna finally stood up and was released by the gyms staff, they wanted to ensure she wouldn't raise a lawsuit against them. They had the staff doctor look at her and ensure she wasn't suffering from a concussion, after she assured them she was fine she finally left the room. Walking through the doors and heading to the locker room, she changed and got back into her clothes she had shown up in. Exiting the locker room she went out the front doors and into the evening light outside.

"Hey how you feeling?" Dase asked from behind her.

Tienna spun around not expecting anyone to be there, "Shit!" she said under her breath.

Dase cringed at her reaction, feeling it was directed at the fact that he was still there. "Sorry," he said quietly, "I went too far, and now..." he shook his head as he looked down. "Forget about the bet, I was planning on doing the clean up anyways. You can take tomorrow off too."

"What? Why are you being so nice?" Tienna asked.

Dase looked at her with a furrowed brow as he tried to figure out what to say.

"Plus I won, so ya you're doing clean up." she said as she shook her head. "You goin home?"

Dase paused before laughing awkwardly and saying, "Uh ya, I am, you?"

"Ya, I'm turnin in for tonight." she said as she started to turn and walk away.

Dase nodded his head and walked with her, walking in silence as the evening sky turned to night.

Tienna walked quietly as she tried to not think about the knock out dream she had, she swore it seemed so vivid. She kept staring at the sidewalk in front of her as she walked, squeezing the strap on her gym bag. She remembered the way his cock felt as it swelled up, the way every vein inside seemed to flare as the lust coursed through him.

"Tienna!" Dase called out.

A vivid memory of his aw struck face flashed through her mind as she remembered him succumbing to his orgasm. Tienna spun around and glared at him, wondering if he really did call out to her.

"This is me, you gonna be able to get home alright?" he said with worry.

"Uh, ya i'll be fine. Don't worry." she said as she spun around and started walking again. She stopped and glared back at him as he took the steps up to his apartment complex, "Dase!"

Dase turned to look at her, eyes wide and eyebrows raised.

"I'm taking tomorrow off, and I'm getting paid, you're the one who offered it!" she said as she turned around and stormed down the street.

Dase bit his lip and nodded his head, thinking she might have a concussion and would probably be too fucked up to work tomorrow. He opened the door to his apartment complex and headed for the elevator, clicking the button and stepping inside. The memory of Tienna underneath him during the match flashed through his mind, his cheeks blushed and he tried to shake away the memory.

'Don't shit where you sleep.' he thought to himself.

After her day off Tienna found she could barely look Dase in the eye, she was positive the dream only came from the heavy touch of a man. One that even though she did find him attractive, it was only because she was in such a vulnerable state during their match.

Dase felt more than awkward around Tienna as he tried to complete the daily duties of the weapons room. Resigning to update software and test radio batteries in the corner by himself rather than try and coax out a conversation with his coworker.

Tienna watched Dases back as he worked, hunched over the desk and trying to concentrate on the tasks he had decided to do. She examined his broad shoulders in his sweatshirt and searched for anymore definition of his physique.

"So how long has it been since you practiced hand to hand training?" Tienna asked.

Dase Lifted his head for a moment before huddling over his work again, "Couple years, I used to practice a lot growing up. Kinda fell out of the habit awhile ago, you're really good though."

Tienna smirked at the compliment, feeling her ego swell at the acknowledgement of her skills, "Ya I'm known around the place as a pretty dangerous person on the mat. If you ever feel like having a rematch, I could throw down but won't go as easy on you."

"Oh, so I don't have to hold back next time?" Dase said in a monotone voice.

Tienna stiffened at his comment, "Oh D, you don't gotta act tough around me, I know you were giving it your all. You did really good, and you should be proud of your skills you-"

"I like your back flip skill, oh wait? How did you do that flip at the end, can you show me your technique for getting your body to spin mid air?" Dase asked in a sarcastic tone while rolling his eyes.

"Well how bout we go again tonight?" Tienna said with excitement and fire as she leaned forward in her chair.

Dase shook his head, "I actually took yesterday off from the gym, I'm gonna go swim laps today."

"Bullshit!" she said with a grin "Scared I'll beat your ass again."

"You're more than welcome to come if you want?" Dase said.

"Eh." Tienna wasn't sure how to respond, she wanted to turn this into a competition but wasn't sure she wanted to be in a swimsuit.

"Oh..." Dase said as he turned in her chair to look at her, showing a face of remorse and understanding.

She tried to think of something to say to ease the growing tension, she felt a knot in her stomach as his eyes looked at hers.

"Can't swim?" he said while nodding his head and pursing his lips.

Tienna furrowed her brow and glared at him, "What!?"

Dase closed his eyes and gave a sympathetic head tilt, "Hey, nothin to be ashamed of, you can't swim and you're embarrassed. But don't worry, I didn't learn how to ride a bike till I was like 12, so ya know, I feel your pain." Then turning around so he wouldn't show her the smile he was trying to hide.

"I know how to swim!" she yelled while grabbing a pen and throwing it at him.

Dase felt the ballpoint projectile bounce off his head, bursting out into a laugh as it fell to the floor. "Hey, that's dangerous!"

Tienna turned to glare at her computer screen, "I just don't have a swim suit." she growled at him.

They stayed quiet for a moment before Tienna thought of a solution, "Give me a week and I'll go with you, I'll beat your ass in swimming laps just like I did on the mat!"

"Oh ok!" Dase said while waving his hands in the air and feigning a terrified look.

Tienna furiously clicked away on her computer then grabbed the mouse and started scrolling, her plan was full proof. She knew of a way to beat him in another competition and was determined to make him eat his words.

After a week Dase looked at Tienna who was sitting in her chair and staring at her computer, he could see she was only pretending to work. "So, are you gon-"

"Beat your ass in the pool!" she boomed as her head quickly turned towards him.

For a quick and fleeting moment Dase felt a bolt of fear shoot down his spine as he looked at the ferocity in her eyes.

They had walked together to the gym, only speaking when Tienna wanted to remind him how bad he was gonna lose to her. They had parted and changed and Dase was already entering the pool area, looking around and seeing the area only had a few people using it. He was able to claim two swimlanes for him and Tienna, he sat down on the edge of the pool. Dangling his legs in the water and feeling his feet release the days tension into the chlorinated mixture.

He sat for a few minutes, then looking around he felt odd as he was taking up space but not using the pool. After a while of waiting he decided to slide in and acclimate to the water, he was positive she knew where the pool was. But now he was worried he was abandoned there and she had dipped out on him.

Tienna stepped into the pool area, she had been nervous to wear a regular swimsuit due to her body. 'I'll show him.' she thought to herself, 'I'll beat him...wait what am I trying to prove?' she screamed in her head. She was trying to figure out why she was even so bound and determined to beat him in a sport she cared nothing about. Fighting hand to hand was one thing, but now she was going out of her comfort zone and couldn't explain why.

"Tienna!" Dase yelled while looking at her in confusion.

She steeled her resolve and stomped towards him, looking at his head bobbing in the water as his wet hair stuck to his skin.

"Ready to get beat?!" she said to him.

"Are you wearing a wetsuit for surfing?" Dase asked while looking up at her.

"Don't change the subject." she said as she stepped off the edge of the pool and into the water.

Dase watched her enter the water, her red hair pulled back into a bun and tucked into a yellow swimming hat while the suit's black color contrasted her creamy skin. Then after she fully submerged and resurfaced his stomach felt light with butterflies as he looked at her wet face. The way her eyes pierced into his with fire and competitive ferocity, the gnarled lines on the bridge of her nose and side of her lip leading to her face plate. He couldn't help but see her beauty as she bobbed in her lane next to him.

Tienna saw the way he watched her, she read his face as a mix of pity and horror. She grit her teeth and turned her body so her back was against the wall, "Ok, how many we doin?" she asked.

Dase collected his thoughts and faced forward, "How often do you swim laps? 80 is pushing it for a beginner." he said. "When your feet hit this wall to push off of, a counter on the bottom of the pool will flash your lap number."

Dase pulled a set of goggles over his eyes to protect them from the chlorine, "Are you gonna wear goggles?"

Tienna pressed the side of her face plate next to where her ear should have been, then her eye flicked up and down as if she was scrolling through a menu only she could see. Finally stopping she clicked the spot again and looked back to Dase, closing her organic eye but her synthetic one staying open.

"Don't need 'em, I just set this to be open all the time." She said while smirking.

"Oh, that's cool." Dase responded with.

Tienna pursed her lips at his response, unable to tell if his voice had pity or disgust in it, "100 laps." she growled.

"That's kinda high for a beginner." Dase said while tilting his head and raising an eyebrow.

"Wanna make it 120?" Tienna said as she put her feet up to the wall.

"Uh-" Dase tried to think of a response to get her to drop the number back down, he was sure she could do it, but he himself wasn't positive he would make it.

Tienna coiled herself against the wall, dipping under the water and getting ready, she saw Dase do the same. She sprung off the wall as hard as she could, arms pulled back and letting the force push her through the water. She then began to move her arms and kick furiously, she closed into the other side of the pool and began to doubt she could complete the number she had set forth.

'Shit, this wetsuit's harder to swim in then I thought.' she said to herself while moving her arms through the water. She brought her head up to breath every couple of strokes, catching glimpses of Dase as she did. She tried not to think about him as she just wanted to concentrate on staying in her lane and racking up laps. 'I'll show him, even if I don't make it to 120 I just gotta make more than him.' she thought.

Dase decided to swim at a consistent pace that he thought he could keep for a while, he caught sight of Tiennas counter in her lane. He read '12' on it and then looked at his own and seeing '8', 'Man she's fuckin cookin, why's she wanting to whoop my ass so bad?' he said internally as he tried to keep his breathing calm and not suck in water.

Tienna felt her endurance burning away, she flipped in the water as she reached the wall, she read the number on the bottom of the lane as she sprung off it. '34, over a quarter of the way, this is nothin, I can do this.'

The laps ticked away and Dase struggled to keep the rhythm he had set for strokes and breathing. Everynow and then catching water in his throat and trying not to choke on it, he flipped and pushed off the wall, not wanting to see where he was at. He could see Tienna coming back the other way, her elegant form in the water made him fear he would be no match for her. But as she passed he caught sight of something white on her torso, not wanting to lose concentration he focused on the black line on the bottom of his lane.

Tienna felt her right arm and leg burning as she kicked and scooped through the water, her left side making her life easier. She hated the synthetic pieces of her body but she could appreciate how they made easy work of hard movements. The two parts kicking and scooping in time as she made her way down the lane, easily thrashing through the resistance the water tried to make. 'He never said I had to turn them down, so it's not cheating.' she thought while she smiled to herself.

After what felt like an eternity Dase finally resigned to calling off the little competition that Tienna had pushed on him. He looked at the counter at the bottom of his lane, reading '93' through the water, he felt pride in how much he had done.

Tienna saw Dase holding the side of the pool, sucking in air as he tried to regain his composure after the intense workout. Looking down she read her number on the bottom, '112' and then looked at his lower score. She tried to play it off as ending it just because he was done, and she wasn't too phased by the extreme session they had just gone through.

"You-" *gasp* "-Done?!" she called out while grinning as she glared at him.

"Ya-" he tried to catch his breath before continuing, "Ya, I'm done."

"Told you I'd beat your ass." she mumbled out while wiping water away from her face.

Dase turned his head and looked down at the number in her lane, grinning as he looked at her hunched over the edge of the pool to his right side. He opened his mouth to speak but was caught off guard, what he had seen as something white on her before was now flashing him.

Tiennas organic eye stayed closed as she rested her head on her arms that were folded outside the pool. Her left one that was still set to open caught a vacant stare from Dase, but instead of looking at her, he was looking down. She thought to herself 'He must be impressed by my number.' she smiled to herself and beamed with pride. But then another thought crossed her mind as she started to calm her breathing, 'Wait the numbers are behind us and lower.' her brow furrowed.

Dase couldn't help but stare at the tear in her wetsuit, he guessed she didn't turn down the strength of her left arm. He saw how she never even noticed that she had over stretched and ripped it, the way she had been so headstrong in winning that she kept tearing through the water and in turn her suit as well. Dase watched as her exposed breast hung in the water, tracing the lines of scars that wrapped around it, one coming to just barely miss the pink and puffy nipple that his eyes were locked on to. He memorized the shape and size, never even guessing that she had such weapons hidden away.

He remembered all the long sleeves shirts and jackets she normally wore, he felt his mouth open slightly as he stared through the water at the woman next to him. He was now breathing heavily again, but not from the work out. His body had shifted into another state, the growing dick in his swimsuit signaling that he wanted to have her. He felt it graze the pool wall, making him shudder at the slight stimulation as he looked at her unguarded self.

Tienna saw the way he looked at something in the pool, she looked down and saw the weird shape of his shorts. Guessing it was a trick of the water causing it to look distorted in front, she moved her left arm to look down at what Dase was seeing. She flashed with dread once she realized she felt one side of her was colder than the other. Looking down and seeing the gnarled tit that made her so angry before, was now being stared at in vile disgust by her coworker that she had grown close to.

Tienna slapped her left hand into the water, clenching her breast and glaring at him while her mouth twisted into a mortified snarl.

Dase snapped his head forward and tried to hide how he had been ogling her, feeling like he had betrayed the trust of his friend.

"Go get me a fucking towel!" she said in an angry and hushed tone, clenching her teeth as her stomach twisted.

"Y- ya," Dase responded as he pulled himself out of the pool.

Tienna glared at him, watching him pull himself out as the water splashed and ran down his tired and worked form. She moved her eyes to the pool as she tried to mentally deal with the embarrassment, but then looked back at him as he quickly stepped to the towel rack. Seeing his back hunched and him reaching for the warm fabric, he turned back around and covered his groin with one and held the other infront of him as he quickly walked back.

"Here you go." he said in a whisper.

Tienna snatched it and held it to her chest, letting the folded up piece of fabric cover her as it got completely soaked in the pools water. She used her right arm to try and pull herself up while her left covered her, struggling to get her weight over the edge and push herself up while covering her exposed self.

"D-Dase." she whispered while struggling.

She felt his hand under her right arm, his fingers gripping her while he pulled her upwards and out of the water. She looked at him and saw he was still covering his crotch with the other towel he had gotten.

"I'm sorry Tienna, I'll get you another towel." he said before turning around.

She looked around the pool area while standing up and walking to him, then seeing him grab another one and turn around she extended her hand out to take it. Then quickly holding it up to cover her while she threw the soaked one in a bin for the used towels. She held it over herself and grit her teeth, trying to push out the mortified embarrassment as she turned to head towards the locker rooms.

Dase decided to take the opportunity to dry off some of the water that was running down his torso and legs.

Tienna turned around to try and say something to smooth over the exposure, feeling fear for how he might look at her differently. She opened her mouth to speak and saw him bending over and running the towel he had down his legs. Then seeing the softening phallus in his shorts, she could see the head that had just been so rigid as it pressed between his thigh and the covering. Her mind went blank as she took note of its size, then spinning around she stormed off to the locker room to dry off and get out of the torn suit.

The next day came and Tienna walked into the weapons room in silence, expecting to grab a coffee mug and pour her first cup. Instead she walked in to find her coffee already made and sitting at her desk, and next to it a box of donuts from one of the shops nearby. She looked down at the stuff and stood silent for a moment, then turned to look at Dase who was standing to greet her.