Chapter 5: Stretch
Added 2025-03-05 17:00:14 +0000 UTCI try to work, I swear. But Blake paces around the office like it's a private locker room, stretching, bending, flexing his arms for no reason as he arranges papers. Supple, perfect, and not the slightest bit aware of the effect he's having. Every time he leans over to pick something up, I find myself holding my breath, tracing every line of his back, every shadow on his abs. He smiles. I don't know if it's because of what he's doing... or because he knows exactly what he's doing to me.
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