The Ultimate Stride | Prince of Stride Fanfiction |

24 | Hickies & Evening Shenanigans

    | {Kyouko's P.O.V.} |

    "Nghn. Not so hard, Takeru," I whined, clenching my teeth with the ongoing pain curdling in the lower half of my body.

I swear that sadistic bastard was trying to kill me with the way he was touching me. His hands were positively relentless.

The spectacled boy paused in his actions, puzzled.

    "That's the third time you've told me to hold back on you. How hard do you want it, exactly?" he asked, and I released a throaty groan.

    Although we were physically closer than we had ever been before, he still couldn't understand my feelings.

How frustrating.

    "Hard enough to where it'll be effective, but not hard enough to make me cry."

He thought about my response for a moment before proceeding to go at me with a new pressure. A much more appealing pressure.

My toes curled in content. "That's better~"

Before I could enjoy the moment any more than I wanted to, the sound of a person walking into the room interrupted us. I looked up from my face-down position on my yoga mat, hair slightly matted against my sweaty forehead.

It was Reiji.

"Have you gotten that knot out yet, Takeru?" he inquired smoothly as he walked further into the studio. His purple eyes widened significantly when he saw the way we were positioned on the floor.

I was laying on my stomach with my face smushed against a foamy fitness mat, and Takeru was straddling my back so he could get clear access to my legs while keeping my body from squirming too much.

"I'm working on it."

As he spoke, he unknowingly loosened his grip on my right calve muscle. This allowed the knot to unwind a bit, but God did it hurt.

Shit.

"Harder, Takeru," I gasped breathily, and he instantly positioned his hands back to where they originally were. He began to massage the area with more precision than before.

"Is that better?"

I nodded into the floor, smacking my palms against the mat with the new pattern of movement.

I really should have stretched after that race with Kuga.

Since I was so frazzled by my conversation with the silver-eyed boy, the thought of doing a few stretches or going for a cool down jog never crossed my mind.

In result, I landed myself a huge knot in my right calve muscle. Probably the worst one I ever experienced.

Thankfully, Takeru is here to fix it.

The pain of the knot became evident when we moved our training from the practice course into the gym to do a simple cardio workout. We were going to pursue this with the use of immobile bikes.

Easy, right?

Not when one of your muscles is properly screwed up.