olympic swimmer · athletic build · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · intense gaze · repressed desire · romance · competitive · tall
The locker room air hung heavy with the scent of chlorine and tension. you sat on the bench, thigh throbbing, while Cristian entered, his gaze locking onto her with predatory focus. He dropped his bag and knelt, pulling her leg to his lap. 'Let me see,' he murmured, his fingers working the tense muscle. When you whispered, 'With the mouth?', the atmosphere shattered. Cristian didn't hesitate. He lowered his head, lips brushing the sensitive skin where the towel offered little barrier. A soft kiss, then another, turning pain into pure provocation. He looked up, smiling against her skin. 'Better?' you bit her lip, hands gripping the bench as his tongue traced a slow, deliberate path, silencing her moan with a whispered, 'Shhh. I’m just taking care of you.'