Your man walks you home

We went through our workout session. I sensed Simon was really coming on to me about Carl. He spotted me at the bench and helped a lot, carrying some of my weights. At the showers, everybody just had a nice time and shared some jokes about the new couple.

Carl made sure to walk me home after gym even though he had to walk a bit more after, to get to his dorm.

“I’m sorry about yesterday. I think I was drugged, somehow.” I started the conversation outside the building.

“Forget it. I should’ve talked to you before.” He shook his head. He took my left hand and we walked just like a couple through the streets. It surprised me, but since it was a bit deserted, I didn’t mind so much.

“How was your day?” I asked him.

“God! You’re so cute.” He drifted away from my question.

“Oh, come on! I’m trying here, ok?” I laughed.

We stopped and I realized we were already at my building.

“Hey, I haven’t said it.” He looked puzzled at me. “I think I like you too, you know?”

“You think?” He let go of my hand and turned away. “I’m going home.”

“Then why aren’t you walking?” I hugged him from behind and he turned to face me, pulling me closer. “I never had anyone like this. This is all new to me so excuse me if I do something wrong.”

“The only thing that’s wrong is that you’re not kissing me right now.” This made me get on my toes and start kissing him gently, but his tongue demanded entrance in my mouth and soon I was flustering and squeezing his biceps.

“Hey, stop this!” I squeezed the bulge in his sweatpants.

“It’s been forever, please.”

“My roommate’s in.”

“Arse!” He whispered and let go of me, lifting my chin to peck my lips one last time. “I swear you won’t escape me tomorrow.” He walked away.