Grading Love (BoyxBoy)

3: Three Measurements

~~*John's POV*~~ 

"I'm guessing you want a reward for your good work?" Harvey asked, eyes sharp and serious-looking. 

'Reward'? Could he mean...  

"What kind of reward..?" I asked, feigning innocence. 

My heart was racing and adrenaline rushed through me. I was excited but also scared of his next words. 

"The reward I know you've been expecting since the beginning of this lecture." he answered and suddenly held my shoulders with his strong hands. 

Holy macaroni kill me now. 

His touch sent an electric chill through my body. I was so confused and my mind was in a mess. He was so aggressive and had complete control over me. 

He pulled me in quickly, rather than gently. However instead of enjoying it, it actually felt harsh, and my shoulders hurt. 

Harvey.. Stop.. I'm not ready for thi- 

"So, do you want it full force or gentle? You decide." Harvey questioned me, his deep voice burning right into my mind. 

"Please.. go gentle on me.." I said, voice weak from all that is happening. 

"Got it. You can trust me on this." He said with full confidence. 

Oh my goodness. 

He's going to do it. 

And as I braced myself for what's to come, Harvey squeezed my shoulders and began massaging them. 

W-wait, what? 

"What are you doing, Harvey?" I asked feeling betrayed. 

"I'm giving you a shoulder massage to help you relax." he said sounding as if he was stating the obvious. 

"And you're massaging me from the front?" I asked doubtfully. 

Okay, so maybe I was slightly disappointed. 

"Um, I suppose." he looked away from me and focused on massaging my shoulders. 

And it went on for an awkward 5 minutes. Both of us just sitting there, with me just looking around, but Harvey on the other hand, had his eyes locked in on my shoulders. His gaze was just piercing through me. 

Like as if he was mentally undressing me. 

John, oh John, you naughty naughty boy. It's... just a simple massage is all.  

Yes.. Absolutely. It's just your fellow classmate (whom you love) massaging your shoulders (while facing you) and he could be doing it because; 

a.) He cares and honestly wants me to relax. 

b.) He just wants to grope my shoulders. 

c.) This is just the appetizer, main course is on the way. 

A part of me wanted to stop him and just get back to studying, but the other part of me wanted him to continue. 

It just felt so good, the massage I mean. 

And then suddenly, Harvey pressed my collar bone using thumbs, hard. 

"..Ahh!" I involuntarily reacted. That was not a moan. 

"Oh, um, sorry John.." Harvey said as he lifted his thumbs from that area. "Here, let me check.." he said as he began to tug the collar of my shirt and using his fingers, spreading until my shoulder was exposed. His fingers were on it and his eyes thoroughly examined it and I could feel his warm fingers trace my soft sensitive skin.