Capture The Moment (boyxboy)

Chapter 10: The Knives are out

"That's it, slow and steady."

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"Your turn Clark." Roshan almost whispers in his ear as he guides Clark's hands to the now idle apple and knife, resting on the table, as if Clark were a puppet. Clark's hands make their way to the items, fingers trembling as he attempts to take over where Roshan had left off. 

The Chef doesn't move an inch. If anything, he presses just a little closer to Clark's now ultra sensitive back as he feels the tingle of each nerve. Closer as his palms cover Clark's shaking hands, enabling Clark to lift the knife from the chopping board and aim for the apple. Closer, as he talks quietly, but just loud enough in the shell of Clark's ear, words of encouragement. "Yes. That's it, slow and steady, take your time."

Clark swallows down his watering mouth as he tries his best to focus, but the way Roshan was shrouding him like a human blanket was giving him the wildest thoughts. What would it be like if those hands of Roshan's were all over him? reaching up to unbutton his shirt to feel Clark's naked torso, whilst Clark surrendered to the touch. He would lean back into the feeling, as the Chef caressed his neck with feather lite kisses. 

"Focus." Roshan suddenly says as he feels Clark's hands lose their grip on the apple and knife. Clark looks down again at their connected fingers, the chef's hand's resting on his, he suddenly lets go of the items completely as they drop onto the work surface. Now it was all them. Skin on skin, with no excuse to hide behind. Roshan finds himself pushing his fingers in between Clark's, holding both his hands tightly, with Clark curling up his own fingers to keep the hold in place. 

And there they were. Seemingly frozen in time, one spooning the other. This couldn't be denied. They would be lying if they did. The attraction was there, it was real....and people were watching...

"Mmhm!" Both Clark and Roshan emerge from their bubble of intimacy, to the sound of Tully clearing his throat. "You might want to get a room." He utters low, just for them to hear, making them pull apart. 

"I...I think you get the idea now Clark....uh, Mr Layton." Roshan says, retracting his hands and rubbing them together. 

"Yeah...yeah I do." Clark replies, feeling his body relax but already missing the closeness he had just experienced. He looks down at the thinly sliced apple and attempts to finish the job. Making his mind focus on the task in hand, not Roshan's hands, or his back hug. He is relieved when the apple is finally chopped, not as well as Roshan's efforts, but good enough for Clark. Plus he still had all of his fingers intact. 

It took Clark a good while to dissect the grapes and strawberries. It became quicker when more 'fell' into his mouth, rather than going in the fruit bowl.  He was more than grateful when he heard the voice of Roshan call out. "You have 3 minutes remaining, please finish the fruit you are working on and come to the front."

Everyone seems glad that their fingers are intact as they put down tools and make their way to the front. Roshan looks at his students with a warm smile. "You have shown great skill today and I am proud of you all, but there is someone who not only managed to cut all the other fruit, but also tackled the pineapple. And because of this,  they get a ' 'chef's kiss!' '"

Clark instantly wanted it to be him to be honoured with a 'chef's kiss', but he hadn't even started the pineapple. Feelings of mild jealousy began to bubble as to who was worthy of such a gift and was it an actual real kiss?

"Congratulations Ben!" You have mastered this class.'' The answer came. There were a few claps around the room and a whoop whoop from Tully as the guy stepped forward. "You my friend, get a chef's kiss." He adds as he pulls a sheet of stickers from a drawer on his desk, with little kissy lips on them. Roshan pulls one from the sheet and slaps it on Ben's chest. Only now does Clark clap. He could cope with Roshan giving out stickers. 

"Th...thanks." Ben utters with slight embarrassment as he looks down at the sticker, patting it a few times to make sure it didn't fall off. 

"Someone deserves a treat." Comes the whisper in his ear from Tully. Ben's smile couldn't get any wider. 

Soon the class filters out, with Clark purposely holding back. He watches Roshan again exchange his whites, this time for an oversized knitted sweater. When Roshan emerges from the cupboard he is a little surprised to see Clark, but at the same time glad, but also a little apprehensive. They were once again alone and he knew that was dangerous territory. "You're still here." Roshan says a little nervously. He could feel his heart rate raising already. 

"I'm still here." Clark repeats, getting up from the stool to meet Roshan halfway. They are now standing inches apart. Clark looks down at Roshan's hands and takes them in his own.  "Your hands have skill Chef, I wonder what else they can do?"