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His golden, sunflower eyes watched as you folded yourself into the crevices of the shopping cart. There was a giddy smile that lingered across your lips and it was almost contagious. Your knees pressed to your chest, back pressed all the way to the front of the cart, so you were facing Xiao.

“Must I?” Xiao mused, his tone of voice flat and powered by a sigh.

His words, however, never seemed to match with his actions as his hands were already gripping onto the handle of the cart. There was a speckle of pink dusting his ears and cheeks and he did his best to avoid eye contact.

Within moments, he was pushing you through isles. With each squeak of the rackety wheels, your grin grew even bigger. Knuckles bearing the strength of his grip, embarrassment washed over him.

You just wouldn’t stop staring at him. You couldn’t help it: he was so pretty. Every speck of Xiao was perfect and you weren’t sure if you would find anyone else like him— not that you were looking.

Doing his best to hide his smile into a scowl, his eyes bore into you, “Why are you just staring?”

You only lightly shook your head but your smile remained. You never really needed a reason to stare at him, but if he wanted one, you’d give it.

A hum rose to your throat, fueling the next words you spoke.

“I love you.”

There was a slight widen of his eyes as he listened to your confession but he was quick to recover. The grip on the handle loosened and he grabbed the first item he seen in this isle, a bag of chips. Tossing it in your direction, you were in the cart after all, he adverted his attention away from you.

His cheeks grew more flames, and he could have sworn he was starting to sweat, “Let’s just hurry up.”

Alhaitham was a cunning, intelligent man. He knew the inside and out of the human cognitive mind and was the perfect match for all of your unworked trauma. But there was something else that drew you to Alhaitham rather than other therapists, and you couldn’t quite place your finger on it. It could have been his button up shirt that was just slightly too tight at his chest and left little to the imagination. Or maybe it was the way he would man spread into his seat as his eyes seared right into you.

“I’ve been reading up on some new therapy exercises I wanted to try with you.” Alhaitham started, leading you into a spacious room. It looked recently tidy. “Have you seen anything for massage therapy?”

You could feel your heart beat start to quicken. Massage therapy? Sure, but for physical therapy, which you did not sign up for. Alhaitham must have read the thoughts all over your face as he was quick to explain.

“When one’s muscles are too tight and tense, it tends to lead to damage of the nerves.” Alhaitham was totally speaking out of his ass, but with his confidence and straight face, who were you to disbelieve him?

You let out a hum in agreement. After all, your therapist has been amazing to you so far, you didn’t see a problem with trying it out. Who knows, maybe this was just what you needed to help you work through some things.

Alhaitham had already cleared a spot for you to resign, but you definitely took notice that it was a bed big enough for the two of you. If you couldn’t hear your heart beat before, you definitely could now as it banged around your rib cage like an animal in captive.

You positioned your body as comfortably as you could, you were quite stiff and nervous after all. You had shrugged off your jacket and placed it to the side, leaving you in just a t shirt and your usual jeans.

“Just relax.” Alhaitham breathed out.

He had given you room to get comfortable on your own, and in your own time. For his plan to work, you also had to be willing to go along with his plan. He had been standing over at the light switch and when you were finally in place, he dimmed the lights.

You automatically took notice, but couldn’t deny the calming nature of the now soft light. Next you could notice a faint smell of vanilla, there had to be some kind of candle burning somewhere.

“The environment also affects this exercise.” Alhaitham spoke, finally making his way to where you were, “The dim lighting and pleasant aroma are both very important for setting a mood.”

He once again told you to relax and positioned himself beside you. Slowly, but steadily, he began pressing his fingers into your upper back. He did it in sessions, starting out softer to ease you into it before he added your pressure into your tight muscles. And did it do wonders.

Quiet moans slipped past your lips as the tension in your muscles started to cease. You had no clue Alhaitham was so good with his hands.

A faint smirk crossed Alhaitham features as he felt your body begin to relax. His plan was going so much smoother than he anticipated. Of course he anticipated every possibility that could occur during his operation, but he hadn’t planned on loving those soft moans so much. And he wanted more.

Slowly, as he massaged your muscles, his hands began a decent down your back. A few pops and cracks of your spine ensured as he kept his pressure. His eyes watched your features, searching for any notice of alarm. When there were none, he continued.

Leaving one hand on your back, his other travelled down to your ass. He just couldn’t help it. All these months of you being his patient, he built up so many pent up desires. At first, he thought he may have been sick, but as you continued to visit him, he knew what he was feeling for you was lust.

His large hand grabbed hold of one your cheeks, massaging it into his palm. He could feel himself getting hard and wished he had asked you to remove your clothing for skin to skin massage. He held off a groan as the hand on your back slipped under your shirt, finally touching your bare skin.

A soft gasp left your lips as his warm fingertips touched your now relaxed body. It just felt so nice to be touched by Alhaitham, no matter how unprofessional it was. You began to pant at the thought and your body began to heat up, wanting nothing more than for him to ravish you.

“Your skin feels warm.” He murmured, his hand at your ass moving to help his other hand lift your shirt more. Within a blink of an eye, it was gone.

Shuffling your body to look at your therapist, you body continued to heat up. You thought about stopping this, and just running out of there. But there was always something that drew you to Alhaitham and you were sure this was the way to find out what.

“Tell me to stop.” Alhaitham mumbled, dark eyes set on your figure. It was almost like he was begging, unsure of what he would actually do.

But you didn’t.

Instead you lifted shaky fingers and drug them to his belt. Burning cheeks and sparkling eyes, you watched Alhaitham’s expression as you slid his pants down. He was unwavering. You were worried you had read him wrong until his hand threw around your throat.

Shock filled your eyes but it didn’t last long before he smashed his lips onto yours, teeth crashing and tongues fighting. With each assault to your mouth, the hand around your throat squeezed and it sent sensations throughout your body.

“Please..” you barely gasped out as his lips pulled away.

The grip around your throat began to loosen, but kept a strong hold. You had never seen Alhaitham look so pretty, with swollen lips and that dark look in his eyes. It made you crazy.

“I didn’t quite get that.” He taunted, “I didn’t think you were in a position to ask me for things.”

His free hand trailed your shirtless body, memorizing every nook and cranny with his fingertips. Your skin just felt so soft and soothing against his callused hands.

He played with the hem of your waistband and your hips began to wiggle. You so desperately wanted for him to touch you. You never ached so much for a single touch. Whimpers of pleas left your pretty lips and who was Alhaitham to deny his patient. After all, you were here for him to cure you.

His long fingers slipped into the waistband, taunting the band of your undergarments. Whines left your lips as your hips continued to wiggle, hoping for some kind of friction from him.

Finally he began to rub you through your undies, applying just the right amount of pressure. Cries bubbled up in your throat as he took his time, giving you what you wanted while avoiding it completely.

You have never been so desperate. Tears pooled at the corners of your eyes and you were about to beg him once more when all movement stopped. His hands tore from you like you burned him and your eyes quickly flashed to him.

A shocked expression consumed your features as he pulled up his pants and fixed his buckle. He wounded you up just to let you down?

Alhaitham let out a dark chuckle at your broken expression and cupped one of your cheeks, wiping the stray tear.

“We accomplished a lot this session.” He smirked, “But it seems we’re all out of time for today, and I don’t work overtime. We’ll just have to start where we left off next time.”

The jingle of the bell filled your ears as you entered the store. Your eyes casted over to the boy, who, like usual, had his head down and that hood atop his head. There was always a worn down name tag stuck onto his hoodie, but this time it was gone. Your body quickly moved around, eyes scanning the store to find the things you were needing. Your fingers reached for your favorite snacks, along with a coffee, as usual.

You slowly walked to the counter and placed your things atop the surface. The boy flickered his violet eyes towards your face before he rung up your items. And it made your heart whimper in place. You sucked in a deep breath. You felt like you couldn’t breathe any time you were around him. He just had an effect on you.

He didn’t look at you again as he told you your total. You wished he talked to you more.

You paid and walked out of the store with your things.

Your legs carried you towards your car. You free hand opened the door, but before you would even step in, something covered your mouth. Your eyes widened and your body froze.

“If you scream, I’ll kill you right now.” A low, but soft voice spoke.

You did nothing but nod. What were you to do?

“You’re going to hand me the keys to your car and you’re going to get your pretty self into your passenger seat.” He commanded. “Do you understand?”

You once again nodded your head; and with a shaky hand, you lifted your keys to the man. He took the keys from you and slowly loosened his grip. You continued to listen as you crawled into your passenger seat from the driver side, the snacks you bought resting in your lap and your coffee in the cup holder. Thats when you noticed that the lights of the convenience store were turned off. You slowly turned your head to look over towards the driver side, and there he was: the boy behind the counter. His hood remained up, but it didn’t hide as much of him as it used to. You got a good look of him from this far away.

And he was absolutely gorgeous. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him. Your fingers began to shake and you did the only reasonable thing you could think of: you buckled yourself up and began to sip on that lukewarm coffee.

“This is in an odd way to ask me on a date.” You murmured, but you were only returned with a scoff as the car lurched into motion.