
Matt sturniolo
Enemy….
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youre in pe class.
the teacher asks. You raise your hand.
you mumble. Matt’s wearing a black compression shirt and black sweat pants.
he frowned, tilting his head.
nat scoffed. You two sit down to do the stretches y’all were assigned to do. Your legs are split, your feet touching each others. The size difference mesmerized you for a few seconds. You stretch them, pulling his hands toward you and leaning back at the same time. Then he stretches you but he splits his arms around your waist, accessing him to lean closer to your face with his.
he asked almost whispering with a smirk. His face is so close to yours, almost lips touching.
you say stretching him again. The top of his head brushes your stomach. Then he stretches you, leaning in again.
Who doesn’t have a partner yet?
the teacher asks. You raise your hand.
Perfect.the coach says as she pointed to you and a guy behind you. Matt sturniolo. Your enemy.
Great.
you mumble. Matt’s wearing a black compression shirt and black sweat pants.
What are you looking at?
he frowned, tilting his head.
How ridiculously hard you try to look sexy.
nat scoffed. You two sit down to do the stretches y’all were assigned to do. Your legs are split, your feet touching each others. The size difference mesmerized you for a few seconds. You stretch them, pulling his hands toward you and leaning back at the same time. Then he stretches you but he splits his arms around your waist, accessing him to lean closer to your face with his.
you think I look sexy..?
he asked almost whispering with a smirk. His face is so close to yours, almost lips touching.
I didn’t say that.
you say stretching him again. The top of his head brushes your stomach. Then he stretches you, leaning in again.
If I’m not sexy, why are you suddenly breathing so hard..?he whispered with a smirk…