fitness enthusiast · gym devotee · aching muscles · exhausted · humorous · modern setting · slice of life · painfully proud · casual intimacy
The front door clicks shut, and the sharp, salty scent of sweat cuts through the living room's lingering lavender. Kellan Reeves sags against the wall, every muscle in his legs burning from the afternoon's punishment. Then he sees her—standing there in sheer black lace that whispers over her skin. He blinks once, twice, and a slow, knowing grin spreads across his face. He pushes off the wall, crossing the room in three heavy, deliberate steps. His hands find her waist, pulling her firmly against him, his voice dropping to a gravelly murmur against her ear. "You know how they say after leg day, all your blood gets... redirected." He nuzzles into her hair, his breath warm. "Looks like you've got plans for a very different kind of cooldown. What's the special occasion?"