For all the confidence she exuded in every other area of her life, the one thing that made Hilda second guess herself was her body. People told her that her long, slender body, toned from all manner of running and athletics, was very attractive. The most attractive, some said, but she never felt that way. It always made her nervous standing next to Bianca, from the moment the blonde hit puberty. The way her hips gained definition and her breasts were actually there. Her curves were pleasing to the eye, and Hilda was deeply attracted to how her childhood friend turned out. By contrast, Hilda never got curves, didn't get much in the way of breasts or hips, and though she was active enough to accentuate her body, she never felt quite as attractive as her girlfriend.
Bianca didn't like that too much. Every time Hilda got like that, she showered the brunette in kisses and hugs and reassuring words. "You're beautiful," she'd remind her several times a day, like after she got home from work at the lab. Bianca wasn't nearly as self-conscious as Hilda and was proud of her body, but found a fit, long form so much more attractive. Watching Hilda be so down on herself and her gorgeous form always upset Bianca.
"I'm going to cheer you up!" she proclaimed loudly, bursting into the living room as Hilda lay in the recliner lazily. "You need to realize how great you are, Hilda."
"I'm okay, really," she lied, staring the the TV set. She didn't like how much Bianca took the pain of her friends to heart; she always had, and it killed her to know she was upsetting the girl she loved. "Why don't we just cuddle and channel surf for a while?"
Bianca shook her head rapidly, climbing into the chair and sitting in Hilda's lap. "Not a chance. I can tell you're upset, and I'm going to make you feel better, because that's what Biancas do best!" She giggled and threw her arms around Hilda's neck and shoulders, planting a long kiss on her lips. "I know I can't convince you that you look great in one night, so let's start slow. Remember how Juniper's on vacation and gave me the week off? Well, every night this week I'm going to focus on a part of you that I really, really like."
Hilda blushed and averted her gaze. "W-why? Have you been reading that magazine again? It's a lot of nonsense." She wriggled about a little beneath Bianca, always surprised by the blonde's displays of strength. When she wanted to, Bianca could overpower her, or at least pin her down or drag her unwilling ass to bed. It was a little frightening to experience.
Instead of confirming that she had, Bianca pressed another kiss to Hilda's lips, a long and gentle one. She shushed her and gently guided Hilda around, until Bianca had taken the seat and Unova's champion straddled her lap nervously. "You're a good liar, but I can tell. I know you too well." As she giggled some more, she assaulted Hilda's neck with her lips. The flurry of kisses made Hilda's objections turn uneasy, her self-consciousness only going so far in the face of her girlfriend's eager attention.
"O-okay," she said, closing her eyes. Only Bianca could make her blush and stammer like this, make the confident prodigy who defeated Team Plasma and the Unova League wriggle nervously and act shy. Before there had been all those battles, before her journey even began, there'd been the two of them and Cheren, growing up inseparably in a small town. The woman she had become was not the woman Bianca saw. "So uh, what part of me are you going for today?"
"My favorite!" she said, and reached down with both hands to squeeze Hilda's ass. "Your butt!" The squeeze made Hilda moan and jerk more than she usually did. "I know you don't like to believe it, but you have such a better ass than I do."
Another squeeze, and Hilda nuzzled into Bianca's neck and groaned in embarrassment. "Why do you have to get like that?" Even though she complained, she playfully pressed her ass out a little more, wiggling her hips eagerly. "So what's so good about it?"
Bianca's laugh grew heartier as Hilda's head pressed to her neck and shoulder. She leaned her head down on Hilda's and nuzzled it too. "Well, for starters, it's really nice-looking. And firm" She illustrated that point with another grope. "And they way you strut around in your short shorts all day..."
The two of them both laughed at that one. "Fine," Hilda conceded. "I might not agree with you yet, but your squeezing feels pretty good so I think I'll let you keep going."
"It's progress."