Fury To Master

“I’ll be back in about an hour,” Ken said.

“Okay. Can I make some coffee?”

“Of course.”

Ken ran, pushing himself until his legs were sore and his breath was labored way before he was done. His ex-trainer would have been screaming at him to slow down, but Ken knew he deserved this. Used it to punish himself for owning someone.

He walked the last few minutes, body aching as he returned home. He unlocked the door, took his shoes off and walked into the living room. He stopped in his tracks and stared.

Meer was on the living floor, feet planted, hands planted on both sides of his head. His body was in a perfect arch. All he wore were sweat pants. He took a deep breath and then walked his hands toward his feet, bending his body further. The muscles in his stomach and chest stood out even more.

Ken licked his lips, body perilously close to revealing how hot Meer looked. He tore his eyes away from that body and then turned away, moving but running right into a side table.

Meer’s eyes flew op
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