Preath Oneshots

Bet

It was the night Tobin had been waiting on for weeks now, Ashlyn and Ali's long awaited wedding. Tobin was excited not for the wedding itself, but because of the bet Christen had lost last fortnight. They had an international friendly against New Zealand two weeks ago, Christen had bet Tobin that she'd create more chances and score more goals than Tobin, Tobin liked a challenge so she had accepted eagerly. Tobin ended the match with seven chances created, two assists and one goal, Christen had created two chances, assisted Tobin's goal and had scored one of her own.

Tobin was to pick Christen's punishment, she had something in mind, but she wasn't so sure she was able to be so cruel. She knew Christen was a bit of a tease at times, and she encouraged it most of the time to be fair, so she intended on using this chance to get some payback. She had ordered some things online last week and they had fortunately turned up yesterday, in a plain cardboard box so that Christen couldn't snoop.

Tobin knew Christen would become more and more curious as the time wore on, maybe she should tell her so she had time to prepare before tonight. "Chris, come here," Tobin called out from their shared loungeroom, she had just seen Christen walk up the hall so she couldn't have gone far.

"I'm in the gym," Christen called back. The gym she was referring to meant the room that Christen had once slept in, now that she was dating Tobin and not just having the occasional hook-up, they shared Tobin's room. It made Tobin laugh when she thought back to before, the two were so clearly into each other that whenever the pair went out drinking they'd end up in each other's beds at some point. Yet the next morning they'd pretend nothing had happened and continue on with life normally, that was until Tobin eventually confessed her feelings on accident, and that was all it took for Christen to come clean too.

Tobin wandered down the hallway as she looked for Christen in the gym, her girlfriend was in the middle of Yoga. Tobin didn't mind watching, she mostly enjoyed it to be honest, anything that involved Christen in tight clothing of any kind got Tobin's attention immediately. "Hey there," Tobin spoke as she sat on the weights bench in the back corner, slouching comfortably to watch as Christen changed her pose.

"Come to watch again?" Christen teased as Tobin blushed. She'd been caught staring at Christen from the hallway last week, she had been daydreaming and had accidentally moaned softly as she thought about Christen in the poses she was doing. That of course got Christen's attention, and the teasing hadn't stopped since. 

"No...maybe. Well no, but now that I'm here," Tobin laughed, watching Christen's back and shoulders flex as she moved  to her right. "I've actually come to tell you about what I've decided on because of our bet, and it involves tonight," Tobin added, smirking as she thought about the fun she was going to have later.

Christen remained silent for a moment as Tobin watched, "So...what is it?" She eventually asked as she turned to face Tobin whilst sitting on her gym towel with her legs crossed.

"Well, you see, open this box and you'll find out," Tobin replied, handing Christen the small plain package.

Tobin watched as Christen eyed it suspiciously, giving it a gentle shake as she turned it over in her hands. "I swear to god if there's a bug in here I'm never talking to you again," Christen warned as she began to peel away the packing tape. Tobin shrugged, she knew there wasn't a bug, but the allusion of one made the mystery a little bit funnier. 

Christen finally tore all the tape from the box and began to open the box, pushing aside the packing peanuts as she made her way inside. "See, no bug," Tobin smirked, watching as Christen's face went from relief to shock. 

"Is that what I think it is?" Christen asked, Tobin's playful expression all but answered the question, Tobin never did have that good of a poker face. "When are you intending on using this?" Christen added, picking up the small oval shaped item.