Immaculate

Shot to the heart...

Here's the next part and it's a bit longer to make up for missing last night.

Part Eighteen

Sang's POV

We had finished the course fifteen minutes ahead of time and had to wait for the Archery Area to become available. There were a lot more people here now and there were a few children running around with their parents. I could hear the excited screams of children further into the trees.

I was sitting leaning against the fence with Dr Green, and I was starting to feel my legs tightening up.

Kota and Mr Blackbourne were watching the entrance where a family of four were just coming through. They were talking quietly, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. North and Silas were sitting on the fence with the others beside them and they were arguing over who had a better aim. Everything was a competition to them, or so it seemed.

"You ready, Pookie?" Dr Green nudged me with his foot.

"Is it open now?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Nope, going to relax your leg and arm muscles before they tighten up and cramp."

I nodded at him and his grin widened; he moved towards me blocking my view of the others. He reached forwards, gripped my left arm and started to work at the muscles in my upper arm. It hurt at first but soon it was soothing the ache from them and I sighed.

"Tonight, long soak in the bath, Doctor's orders. Not a quick shower but a bath, ok?"

I nodded at him not saying anything about not being able to shower.

"You're going to feel it tonight, Pookie, keep them warm and take a couple of painkillers if it gets too much."

"You're not working tonight, are you?" I asked as he moved from my arms to my calves.

"No, not tonight," he murmured and looked up at me as his hands began long firm strokes down my right calf. The feel of his warm hands on my legs was making me very aware of him. He looked back down at what he was doing as his hands slid over my knee and up onto my thighs. The rhythmic rubbing on my muscles was making me go completely limp. I bit my lip but a groan escaped as he slid his hand up the inside of my thigh with a firm stroke.

"Tensor fasciae latae muscle," he murmured as he moved to the outside of my thighs. I was having a hard time concentrating on anything except his hands, his fingers stretching up the outside of my hip.

"Pardon?" I managed biting back another groan as his fingers slid inside my knee and worked up the inside of my thigh.

"Vastus lateralis," he looked up at me, his eyes were intense. I caught my breath and held it as he worked the inside of the leg to the outside in long strokes that had my stomach tightening.

"Gastrocnemius Soleus." He slid his hands to the calf of my other leg.

"Vastus Medialis," he stroked a finger down the length of my calf. "Each muscle has a different name."

I watched as his hands worked up my thigh muscle. It made my entire body feel warm, alive somehow; my fingers clenched into the grass beside me as his fingers slid up till he was almost touching me intimately, one more inch and he'd be pressed against me. He held still for what seemed an eternity and then he flexed his fingers and worked them down my muscles and a moan escaped my lips. My breathing had shallowed out, my eyes on his fingers. I was waiting for something; my body was waiting for something, but I have no idea what.

"Oy, it's open now!" Gabriel shouted over at us.

It broke whatever spell he had over me and I took in a deep breath looking up at him. His eyes caught and held mine, his pupils were blown wide, making his usual green eyes look so much darker, intense. I noticed that his own breathing was a bit laboured. He shook his head and moved back from me to stand up.