Fight For You

Chapter 8: The Night Before the Fight

The night before the big match felt electric. Ling paced her lavish apartment, unable to shake off the butterflies in her stomach. It was an unusual feeling—nerves mingling with excitement—as she prepared to face Mint in the ring. Tomorrow would determine more than just her fighting prowess; it would be a turning point in her journey to prove herself.

She glanced at the clock, the ticking seconds amplifying her anxiety. The training sessions with Orm had been intense, and their chemistry had only intensified, but now, with the fight looming ahead, Ling felt the weight of her ambition pressing down on her shoulders. A few light taps at her door pulled her from her thoughts.

"Ling?" Orm's voice called from the other side, warm and inviting. "Can I come in?"

"Of course!" Ling replied, her heart racing at the thought of seeing Orm. The door swung open, and Orm stepped inside, her athletic build radiating strength and confidence.

"Hey," Orm said, a playful smile gracing her lips. "I thought I'd check in on you. You seem a little... wound up."

Ling chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck. "Yeah, just a bit. It's hard to relax when you know you're about to face someone like Mint."

Orm stepped closer, the tension in the room shifting as their eyes locked. "You've trained hard, Ling. You're ready for this. Just remember everything we practiced."

"Right," Ling replied, her confidence faltering slightly. "But what if I mess up? What if I freeze up out there?"

"Hey," Orm said firmly, reaching out to cup Ling's face in her palm, their closeness sending a rush of warmth through Ling. "You won't freeze. You're strong, and I believe in you. Just trust yourself."

Ling's heart swelled at Orm's encouragement, a mix of admiration and affection washing over her. "Thanks, Orm. That means a lot."

Feeling emboldened, she leaned in, her lips brushing against Orm's cheek in a gentle kiss. Orm's eyes widened, surprise flickering across her features, but it quickly melted into a warm smile.

"You're really something, you know that?" Orm said softly, her gaze lingering on Ling. "I can't believe how far you've come."

"Just trying to keep up with you," Ling flirted, her heart racing at the intimacy of the moment. The atmosphere between them shifted again, thick with unspoken feelings.

"Speaking of keeping up..." Orm began, her voice dropping to a whisper. "How about we do a little last-minute training? I could show you a few more moves."

Ling's pulse quickened at the suggestion. "Last-minute training? Or are you trying to distract me?"

"Maybe a bit of both," Orm teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

With a grin, Ling nodded, "Alright, let's do it." They moved to the center of the living room, which had been cleared of furniture for their impromptu training session.

Orm demonstrated a few advanced techniques, her body flowing gracefully as she moved. Ling watched, mesmerized by Orm's agility and strength. "You make it look so easy," Ling remarked, trying to mimic Orm's movements.

"It takes practice," Orm said, stepping closer. "But I can help you with that."

They began to spar, the energy between them igniting once more. The air was charged, and Ling felt alive with every punch and kick. As they exchanged blows, Ling couldn't help but admire Orm's form, the way her muscles rippled beneath her skin as she moved.

"Hey, you're not paying attention!" Orm called out, landing a light jab to Ling's shoulder. "Focus!"

Ling laughed, shaking her head as she regained her composure. "I'm focusing! I just... got distracted."

"By what? My incredible moves?" Orm quipped, throwing a playful kick that made Ling dodge out of the way.

"Maybe," Ling admitted, a sly smile creeping onto her face. "You're pretty impressive, you know?"

Orm's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Impressive enough to keep your mind off Mint?"

"Definitely," Ling said, stepping closer to Orm. Their breaths mingled, the heat between them palpable. Ling couldn't resist the pull any longer. She leaned in, capturing Orm's lips in a heated kiss that ignited her senses.

Orm responded eagerly, deepening the kiss as their bodies pressed together, the world outside fading away. The moment felt electric, full of unspoken desire and growing affection. Ling wrapped her arms around Orm's neck, losing herself in the kiss, the taste of Orm's lips sending sparks through her body.

Finally, they pulled apart, both breathless and flushed. "Wow," Ling murmured, her heart racing. "That was... unexpected."

Orm chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "I didn't mind. It was kind of nice."

"Kind of nice?" Ling teased, her confidence returning. "I thought it was amazing."

"I meant nice in the best way," Orm corrected playfully, her eyes glinting with affection. "But we should probably get back to training before we distract ourselves too much."

Ling grinned, feeling lighter, the weight of the upcoming match now mingled with anticipation for what was to come between them. "You're right. Let's finish strong."

They resumed their training, the atmosphere charged with a mix of competition and camaraderie. Ling felt invigorated, each movement fueled by the kiss they shared, the connection between them growing deeper.

As the night wore on, Ling felt a sense of peace settling in her heart. Tomorrow's match with Mint would be a challenge, but with Orm by her side, she felt ready to face anything. Their bond had strengthened, igniting a fire within her that she wouldn't soon forget.

As they finally wrapped up their training session, Ling turned to Orm, her heart full. "No matter what happens tomorrow, I'm really glad you're here with me."

Orm smiled softly, her gaze unwavering. "I'll always be here for you, Ling. You've got this."

With a final, lingering look, they parted for the night, anticipation hanging in the air. Ling lay in bed, her thoughts swirling with excitement for the fight and the blossoming feelings she had for Orm. She closed her eyes, letting herself drift off into a peaceful sleep, the promise of tomorrow lingering like a sweet whisper in her dreams.