A whole fucking lot.
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A few days later, Chase and Tobias were sitting on yoga mats in the otherwise empty gym and listening to a presentation on acroyoga.
The presenters, Kylee and Miranda, were a pair of deceptively strong women. They were lean but muscular, and easily held each other’s weight in various poses. The first part of the webinar took the attendees through theins and outs of acroyoga and important things to remember before asking them to give it a try.
Since there was an eight-inch height difference and a fifty-pound weight difference between Tobias and Chase, it would affect the types of poses they could do.
They also didn’t have a spotter to support them, so the presenters suggested only trying poses they were comfortable with. As an extra precaution, they’d taken the cushions off the couches from the gym’s lounge and placed them around their mats.
They started with a simple pose Tobias had done with Madison tons of times. They usually called itairplane, but in the acroyoga world it was called bird pose.
Tobias had his back on the mat, legs lifted in the air, while Chase stood on the other side of his raised legs. Tobias then had to bend his legs and plant his feet on Chase’s hips, Chase’s muscles tensing underneath his feet. Chase leaned forward, Tobias supporting most of his weight, and both of them straightened their arms toward each other. As they locked onto each other’s hands, a shiver ran through Tobias, making him forget about airplanes and bird poses.
With their hands joined, Tobias straightened his legs until Chase’s body hovered parallel above his own, their hands gripped between them as Chase held a plank pose.
It took all of Tobias’ focus to avoid eye contact, untilChase asked if he was okay.
His breath whooshed out of him and his legs bent under Chase’s weight, Chase’s body slipping between Tobias’ legs until he lay flat on top of him, their eyes both wide as Chase hovered inches above him.
Tobias tried, but he couldn’t remember how to breathe, too lost in Chase’s brown irises to remember how to do anything. Too busy counting the slightly lighter brown lines running through them.
“Great try, Tobias and Chase,” a voice broke out from the computer screen Tobias had completely forgotten about. “You guys okay?”
Chase hurried off of Tobias like he was on fire, and Tobias immediately missed his weight, like a warm blanket someone ripped away.
“Yeah, all good. Just slipped,” Chase said, his face growing redder.
The next pose involved Chase facing the other direction but still balancing on Tobias’ feet, and Tobias thanked the yoga gods he wouldn’t be distracted by those soulful eyes of his. They worked harder to maintain their balance since they couldn’t hold each other’s hands in this pose. The fact his heels were now digging into Chase’s perky ass as he lifted Chase above him made it worse. Chase gripped Tobias’ ankles for stability and Tobias swore he could feel every centimeter of skin Chase touched.
The rest of the webinar went smoother, as the remaining poses involved Chase facing in directions that didn’t involve him staring directly into the depths of Tobias’ being.
By the time they’d finished, Tobias fidgeted like Madison after a pack of Fun Dip. Only the reminder they were on camera kept him from reaching out to Chase in a completely inappropriate way. It also did a hell of a job keeping him from sporting an erection he’d have no chance at hiding.
Chase, apparently, wasn’t ready to quit for the day.
“Do you think we could try bird pose again but with me as the base?”
“You think you can lift me?” Tobias asked, and winced at the glare turned on him.
“You think I can’t? I’m stronger than I look, boss,” he said as he got on his mat and settled on his back, his legs in the air. “C’mon, I’ll prove it.”
Tobias shook his head as he moved to stand at the base of his hips. Chase settled his feet on Tobias’ hips and Tobias began to lean forward. Chase’s pose was strong, not buckling under Tobias’ weight… yet.
When Tobias pushed forward enough they could grip their hands together, a fire lit in Chase’s stare, filled with determination to nail the move.
With their hands connected, Chase straightened his legs, and Tobias hovered over Chase. It wasn’t oftenpeople lifted Tobias in the air like this, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.
The sound had Chase’s gaze snapping to Tobias’, his brows furrowing, and they did nothing but stare at each other for a long moment.
A smug grin took over Chase’s face. “I told you I’m stronger than I look.”
Tobias’ gaze dipped, taking in Chase’s solid body before meeting his gaze again.
“I never said you weren’t. You look plenty strong to me.”
Chase’s eyes widened and his knees started to bend, but he continued to pull Tobias forward. As Tobias’ body lowered, Chase slid his feet wider, and Tobias slid between his legs, landing softly on top of him. No one watched them anymore and no interruptions were coming this time.
