Seasons - Winter winds

Chapter 26

Scott stretched his arms, trying to release all the pent-up energy inside him. He'd been on the verge of exploding all day.

"Hey." Jake's calm voice made him turn around. The man was dressed similarly, in sweatpants and a loose shirt. "Sorry, Esther said I could practice here. I'm trying to learn all your choreography."

"No... no, it's not a problem." Scott shook his head, looking at the mirror on the opposite wall and rolling his head from side to side. "I just needed to clear my mind a bit."

Jake walked to the other side, leaving his wallet, keys, and water bottle near the wall. "Busy day?" he asked while stretching his legs.

"Yeah... a busy day." Scott replied, shaking his arms again. Jake glanced up at him, his expression one of polite curiosity. "Sorry, I don't think I'm good company today."

Jake switched sides before asking calmly, "Want me to leave?"

Scott turned to look at him. The green sleeveless shirt showed off his long arms, well-defined muscles, and intricately designed tattoos. His dark, curly hair was perfectly styled, and when his dark eyes met Scott's, they crinkled at the corners with a warm smile.

"The label wants me to release a song about sex," Scott found himself saying. "I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with it... they gave me the lyrics and melody already... I just had to sing."

Jake sat down, looking at him with genuine curiosity, much more open than his previous polite demeanor. "Not comfortable with sex?"

"No, not with that... I don't know if I'm comfortable being what they want me to be," Scott shook his head.

Jake remained seated, watching him before smiling. "You really are a baby gay, aren't you?" The affectionate tone caught Scott by surprise. "You know, they already use you as a sex symbol. I've seen plenty of photos of you on magazines, and they always find a way to show you shirtless or with those smoldering looks that could open legs in a heartbeat." The choreographer stood up effortlessly, with a fluid movement that made Scott envious. "By the way, give your mom my compliments for raising you so well."

Scott felt his face flush, drawing a laugh from Jake as he approached.

"What I mean is that now you can use all that sensual appeal for the target you really want." The choreographer stopped in front of him. "So, what's the problem with the song?"

"It just... doesn't feel like me." Scott sighed and walked to the opposite wall to grab his phone. He had recorded a rough version earlier, without any mixing, and had hated everything about it. Jake remained silent, watching him. The white shirt stretched in all the right places, his blue eyes were stormy, and a slight pout formed on his rosy lips.

"Weight of the world on your shoulders, I kiss your waist and ease your mind..." The smooth voice filled the room, and Jake shook his head at the sound. "I must be favored to know ya, I take my hands and trace your lines..."

Jake moved closer to Scott, causing him to look up. The choreographer took the phone from Scott's hand and placed it on the floor near the wall. He grabbed Scott's wrist and pulled him to the center of the studio.

Scott was surprised by Jake's sudden initiative but didn't resist. The choreographer seemed confident as he led him to the middle of the room. The soft music continued in the background, filling the empty space with a warm and seductive melody.

"Let's see how this translates into movement," Jake said with a smile. He began to move smoothly, indicating for Scott to follow his lead. The notes were slow, but Jake's presence brought a different energy, a mix of calm and sensuality.