Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 648: Helping you stretch

Qie Xieling’s workout was gruelling but satisfying. He had been procrastinating for a very long time. After last night he began questioning his stamina. He could tell that Luo Muchen wasn’t done with him but he was so spent last night. With that in mind, he had to increase his workout time otherwise he wouldn’t be able to keep up.

He racked the last of the weights, his muscles aching but it was bearable. His tank top, drenched in sweat, clung to his skin, mapping the contours of his physique.

While putting the dumbbells away an aroma began to weave its way through the room, gentle and enticing. It was the smell of cooking from the kitchen.

Luo Muchen was probably in the kitchen making something. The thought of him seriously slaving away at the stove made his heart swell. A smile played on his face when he felt the growling of his stomach. Rubbing his belly he coaxed, "Just be patient. We are almost done," but of course, his stomach wouldn’t listen.

Since he had been summoned by hunger he moved to the mat hurriedly to do some stretching first before heading out. Laying it out with a practised flick.

He bent forward, reaching for his toes and the tension in his hamstrings began to unravel. He took deep breaths his mind wandering with the movements. It was drifting to the kitchen imagining Luo Muchen’s slender fingers deftly chopping vegetables, the sizzle as they hit the hot pan, the careful seasoning. The image brought a contented smile to his face that was until he felt a pair of those slender fingers grope his butt.

Qie Xieling, "..."

"You need to stretch a little deeper than that. Let me help you," whispered Luo Muchen into his ear and Qie Xieling chuckled softly.

He was in a cat-cow pose making it very convenient for Luo Muchen who was kneeling behind him. "You are such a good person. You are even offering to help me stretch," he replied feeling something rubbing against his behind.

Luo Muchen chuckled before saying, "I am a very good... good person. I will show you how good I am," his hands sliding over Qie Xieling’s body with practised ease.

Qie Xieling’s throat tightened as Luo Muchen’s hands lingered on his back, tracing the contours of his muscles.

A wave of sensation washed over him. The touch was electrifying, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine.

"You are just trying to seduce me aren’t you?" he said his heartbeat that had just slowed picking up again.

"Maybe," replied Luo Muchen before gently nibbling on his ear lobe.

Qie Xieling bit his lower lip as he surrendered to the sensation, allowing Luo Muchen to guide him deeper into the stretch. As their bodies moved in perfect harmony in several positions, Qie Xieling found themselves lost in the sensual rhythm of their connection.

Luo Muchen’s touch was delicate and precise, kneading the knots in his muscles with a skilled hand. As he worked his way down to Qie Xieling’s lower back, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to the enticing curve of his lover’s butt.

With a mischievous grin, he began to rub his ass through his shorts. "Seriously? Why do I feel like you are taking advantage of me?" said Qie Xieling but he found himself powerless to resist.

"Now let’s do the cobra pose," he whispered his voice deep and husky. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Qie Xieling had no idea what that pose was but Luo Muchen was going to teach him alright. He was after all a very... very good yoga instructor.

"What the hell is that pose?" he asked and Luo Muchen replied,

"I will teach you."

"Fuck!" swore Qie Xieling as he was suddenly pressed down with his chest plastered to the floor. Luo Muchen’s hands slid down Qie Xieling’s arms helping him with his hand placement.

"And then what do I do?" asked Qie Xieling with a smile on his face. What stretch? This was just the prelude to getting laid.

He could feel Luo Muchen’s presence behind him. The man was hovering above him with his strong and veiny hand pressed firmly into the yoga mat beside him, providing a stable anchor so he wouldn’t fall into him.

The lean muscles in his forearm flexed as he steadied himself. Qie Xieling’s gaze shifted slightly, drawn irresistibly to his boyfriend’s muscular arm beside him. As he gazed at the intricate veins his throat bobbed his thoughts very impure.

He couldn’t help but imagine Luo Muchen’s powerful arm pressing his wrists onto the pillow while ramming into him, his touch both commanding and tender.

"Baby turn your head and face the mat," said Luo Muchen and Qie Xieling who had been caught staring turned his head back the tips of his ears red. "Inhale gently as you lift your head and chest off the floor using the strength of your back rather than pushing with your hands," he explained seriously as he remained hovered over him, propping his body up with one arm.

As Qie Xieling lifted his upper body his chest rising and falling with each breath, he felt his boyfriend’s hand gliding up his torso, the fingertips tracing the contours of his muscles.

Every sensation was heightened as Luo Muchen explored the curves of his chest, his touch igniting a fire within his lover’s soul. Qie Xieling repeated it a few times but his mind was not there. He was thinking whether his man would take off his shorts right now and just go at it.

Luo Muchen kissed his neck and said, "That should do it. You can get up," before smacking his ass and getting up.

Qie Xieling, "..."

This was it? After all that teasing? He turned to lie on his side and glanced at Luo Muchen walking towards the door.

"What?" asked Luo Muchen looking at him his lower body covered by the door. He rubbed the tip of his nose as he sniffled. The man was clearly hiding something.

Qie Xieling pursed his lips before saying, "Nothing."