Skilled Hands

Chapter 9

Both of them had gotten back to work almost immediately, but something about it was different from before.

Now it had felt like they had stripped something from me, another layer of myself now exposed to their skilled hands. Each one of their touches brought hot tingles to my skin, the soothing sensation ridding me of my worries and doubts.

Hearing shuffling to my left, I opened my eyes in the same direction and came face to face with a pair of pants.

Specifically hips. And a pair of yummy little thighs.

They were leaning against the table, slightly rubbing against its edge.

I looked up to see Nick leaning over my head to grab something from the counter.

He must've felt my stare since he looked down and caught my eyes.

The pretty boy smiled sheepishly as I took all of him in. His thin, lean physique leaned over my head.

It was just so pretty.

He leaned back and continued to work. But now, I've noticed something was different.

He seemed to walk with a little more, I don't know exactly, anticipation maybe? Tenseness?

I then looked back down to his pants to see a tent.

Holy shit, my insides turned at the sight, feeling myself salivate.

Not good. Not good at all. My self restraint can only handle so much with these two.

I looked back at Aero to see that he had a matching uncomfortable looking issue in his pair of pants.

How the fuck did I not notice this before?

Hope began to crawl at my insides. Was this because of me?

God I'd hoped so.

I closed my eyes again and waited for the perfect timing. The sound of clothes ruffling came from my right side, Aero.

I lifted my hand up, pretending to scratch my neck.

I then let it drop and 'accidentally' brushing against his hard-on. I heard a pained grunt, followed by a cute little cough.

"Sorry did I hit you? Are you ok?" I attempted to ask innocently, even though I could feel my lips contort into a smirk that probably spelt out the word mischief.

His hands ran over his face as I waited for an answer.

"I'm ok, just knocked my foot against the table." He grumbled cutely.

I cannot get enough of these guys. I just want to gobble them up for fuck sake.

"Oh ok." I smiled, closing my eyes again.

"Is it ok if I get on your back?" I heard Nick ask.

I flipped around onto my stomach before replying, "Of course."