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The One and Onlyyyyyy GEORGIAAAAA
I just the read the most magnificent passage of work. I had to take a break and write mann.
3rd pov
There she was......laying down in her bed, her long athletic body stretched out along her silk sheets. Her skin coated with a thin layer of sweat.
Georgia had just returned from her rigorous basketball practice, her favorite pastime by the way, but today her muscles ached more than usual. With a soft groan, she rolled onto her stomach, her face buried in the pillow, seeking some relief from the soreness.
Y/n, her close friend and roommate, heard Georgia's muffled grunts from in the hallway as she was walking to her room. She knew that look of discomfort all too well, having seen Georgia come home like this many times before.
With a gentle smile and a warm aura, she entered Georgia's bedroom, her footsteps were silent on the wooden floor.
"Hey, gorgeous," Y/n said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Coach gave you guys a tough practice today?" Georgia lifted her head, her green and Hazel eyes sparkling with a mix of pain and amusement. "You could say that," she replied, her voice slightly hoarse from exertion.
"My muscles are killing me. I'm so sore!"
Y/n's gaze traveled down Georgia's body, taking in the sight of her toned back and powerful legs. She knew Georgia's physique was a result of years of dedicated training, but it never failed to impress her. "Let me help you with that," she offered, her voice filled with a hint of mischief.
Amoore's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "A massage! Oh, I could definitely use one."
Y/n's smile widened. "I've got some special techniques that I picked up. It'll make you feel real good."
As Georgia rolled onto her back, Y/n's eyes couldn't help but linger on her friend's impressive physique. Georgia's tank top and shorts clung to her body, showcasing her broad shoulders, muscular arms, and strong thighs.
Her dark hair was pulled up into a messy bun which revealed her strong jawline and high cheekbones. She was the epitome of a basketball player, all strength and beauty combined. She was the whole package and more.
Y/n ran her hands gently over Georgia's shoulders, feeling the tension and stiffness in her muscles. "You're all knotted up here," she remarked, her fingers probing the tight spots. "Let's get these worked out first. Yeah?"
Georgia sighed as Y/n's skilled fingers began to knead her shoulders, applying just the right amount of pressure to them. Y/n's touch was firm yet gentle, her hands moving in slow, deliberate circles. She worked her way down Georgia's back, her thumbs pressing deeply into the sore spots along the girls spine.
