To Catch Your Fall | Heathoah

19. It's Not Just Me?

Heath

This is...awkward. We've been here for 10 minutes now, and all I've accomplished is a few stretches, while Noah waits for me to sort myself out. 

I wish he cou-Stop! No time for horny thought right now, Heathcliff!

Uh, it's just really difficult to not when he's dressed in a tight, black tank-top, with a pair of blue joggers that are constraining him even more! I feel like he's teasing me. Fucking prick!

"What are you doing?" He asks out of nowhere, making me stumble a bit from where I'm really just sat on my ass.

"What do you mean?" I manage to get out after a few seconds.

"You're gonna get a cramp if you keep doing the splits like that."

Only then do I realise that...yeah, my position is pretty bad. I'm surprised me being so much of a mess distracted me from the pain that's coming from bending my crotch like this is causing.

In a second, Noah shakes himself off and gets on his knees between my legs. 

"Uh, what are you doing?"

"Sorting out your form." he murmurs as a response. "Can't have you already in pain before we even begin on your solo." There is a small smile on his lips after saying this and it makes me feel a little bit better. Maybe we won't be so bad.

I try to hold in a gasp though as his hands go to my inner thighs. His eyes twitch to look me in mine, but I'm luckily able to ward him off with a thankful expression.

He has no idea what he's doing to me!

It's becoming extremely fucking difficult to calm myself down while he twists my legs into a a better position. He chooses now to get up to go behind me though.

Still though, like I said, it's not so bad-nevermind!

His breath hits my neck from where he's tugging on my foot. All thoughts have just been ripped rom my mind. I don't know what the fuck to do! Isn't he supposed the smart one of the the guys that go here?! Surely he has to have some idea what he's doing! 

I can feel his muscles on my back from how close he is. I've always admired his physique. Nobody here can deny how fit he is. But, then there's also the huge bulge in his joggers, which they barely conceal. As it presses near my lower spine, there is no way to stop how my own has been growing for the last few minutes anymore. 

"Alright, there you go. Now you won't be hurting yourself." His voice is a bit dull, as if he didn't just pull me away from a steamy fantasy.

Shaking myself off, I turn to thank him, but as I do, I finds that he is still leaning over me.

Sharp, green eyes look down into mine, and I stare right back. His breath is so warm as it hits my lips. Fuck, all I have to do is just tilt up a bit more. 

Any other time something like this happened, it would just be me who seemed to be interpreting it for something else. But now...Noah doesn't move from his spot for what feel like hours. His huge frame looms over me, and I don't want to budge either.

As his hands lightly touch my waist, he looks again at me, and I give him a wordless nod to invite him in. He does so, reaching closer and-

"Sorry Noah, I know you're working with Heath right now but-oh! Sorry, am I interrupting something." A voice shatters the moment.

When both us turn to see who it is, I almost pounce at Ethan when I catch sight of him. His gaze is flickering between the both of us, and he has a mischievous grin on his face. Like saying: "I know what you two were about to get up to." 

Well, maybe we finally would have if you didn't fucking interrupt!

Noah lets out a deep sigh and pulls away from me. I immediately feel colder without him near me and I have to fight my hand from reaching out to him. Please don't go. Don't just walk away from what I've been waiting years for!

Still, he does, and all I can think of for the rest of the day is the sullen face he throws back an me as he walks out of my dream.