A Much Needed Lesson (for daemongirl)

Hearing Natasha’s reassuring words were quite a relief to the blonde, especially when she saw the Frenchwoman’s eyes looking into hers, and the smile on her face. As difficult as it was for Victoria to dismiss her problem as insurmountable, it was clear Natasha was going to do everything she could to prove her wrong. And nothing could’ve made Victoria feel better about this at the moment. But, while it was one thing to talk about it, now it was time to get started.

When she felt Natasha guiding her hand, Victoria’s eyes followed it, and her blush intensified heavily when she saw where the hand was going. Within seconds she felt Natasha’s breast against the palm of her hand, and was immediately embarrassed beyond belief over the fact that she was essentially groping her idol! It felt so dirty and inappropriate, yet at the same time she knew this was exactly why she was seeking Natasha’s help in the first place. The fact was she needed to be capable of making this kind of contact with anyone without completely breaking down. Embarrassing as this was, it was only a baby step in comparison to things she’d be faced with in the ring sooner or later. But it was a baby step she needed to take.

As much as Victoria wanted to retract her arm as soon as possible, she fought against the urge and gave a nervous nod in response to Natasha’s instruction. She started by lightly squeezing the Frenchwoman’s large breast. Victoria repeated this a few more times, working up a little more courage and squeezing just a little bit more each time. “H-how’s this..?”