A Little Bit of Everything and Everyone

Sore Muscles (Nate Maloley)

"Ow....ow....ow.....ow.....ow," I mumble as I walk through my front door. Today's workout kicked my ass and I think my legs might actually fall off. I slowly slide my shoes off and walk through my apartment and into the kitchen, peeling a banana as I attempt to sit at the table. My phone starts ringing a little while later as I'm looking through Instagram. Nate's face lights up the screen.

"Hello?" I ask upon answering.

"Hey mama how was the workout?" he asks. I can hear the smile in his voice and it makes me smile too. I'm glad he's in a good mood, he's been super stressed recently about getting new music out.

"Horrible. Gilinsky kicked my ass," I tell him. Jack Gilinsky was one of his best friends and my personal trainer.

"Yikes, sore already?" he asks.

"Yes, I can barely feel my legs," I whine. I hear Nate laugh.

"Where are you?" I ask, even though I already know the answer.

"Just finished up at the studio," he says.

"Come over? I miss you," I tell him.

"Leia, I just saw you last night," he says with a laugh.

"And your point is?????" I ask. He laughs.

"Okay, I'll be there in twenty." Nate hangs up without another word and I attempt to stand up, which  takes a lot more difficulty than it should.

I jump in the shower quickly and change from my workout clothes to one of Nate's shirts that he left one night, deciding to ditch pants because I don't think I can move my legs enough to put any on.

Me: GILINSKY! I actually hate you so much right now. I can't mooooveeee

Gilinsky: lolololol have Nate give you a massage/get in the hot tub ull be fine

I roll my eyes as I lay back on my bed the front door opens a little while later and my bedroom door creaks open within seconds.

"Hey baby," I say to Nate as he walks in.

"Hey ma, how're the legs?" he asks, leaning against the doorframe.

"Sore. I'd ask if you want to get in the hot tub with me but I'm not sure I can move that much so I think I'm just going to lay here," I tell him. He laughs and crawls in next to me.

"Where's your swim suit? I'll help you," he says. I point toward my dresser.

"Top drawer, your trunks should be in there too." Nate rummages around for a second.

"They're not in here babe," he says. I groan.

"Ugh, I don't think I ever took them out of the washer. So much for that plan."

"Well who said we have to wear anything?" Nate says with a grin. In two steps he has lifted me out of the bed and thrown me over his shoulder.

"Nathan I swear to god if you drop me I'm kicking your ass," I shriek. I feel him laugh. He sets me down outside and strips out of his clothes.

"Damn baby I almost forgot how good you look," I say with a wink.

"It's been a while since we fooled around hasn't it Leia?" he says with a grin. His lips meet mine and he starts pulling my clothes off of me. We make our way into the hot tub and the scalding water soothes my muscles. Nate's mouth moves to my neck.

"You know, Gilinsky suggested a full body massage to help the soreness," I say as his lips move.

"Hmmm," he murmurs into my neck. His hands cup my butt and my legs wrap around his waist as he stands up.

"Nate?" I ask, his lips still on my neck. He doesn't respond.

"Nate?! Did you bring towels?" I ask. He stops kissing long enough to glance around.

"Uh, nope. Hang on." Nate sets me down and walks inside to get a couple towels. I grab one from him with a grin and wrap it around me. Nate picks me up again and I giggle.

We walk back into my apartment and into my bedroom, Nate sets me on the floor. He kisses gently, running his hands up and down my arms.

"Lay on your stomach," he tells me. I do what he says and his hands start massaging me. They are soon replaced by his lips.

"Ugh, that feels sooooooo good," I moan.

"Does it ma?" Nate mumbles into my skin.

"Mhmmmm." He flips me over, massaging the front of my body now. My back arches as his hands move around and his lips kiss down further and further.

"You want me baby girl?" Nate asks.

"Yes babe I do, so much," I whine. Nate kisses me again and everything else sort of fades away. It's just us two. No stress from the studio or sore muscles from working out. Just us.