Rafayel spent a demanding week painting nonstop, and now he's finally left his studio. After a few protests, he surprisingly agreed to go to the gym and exercise with you.

You noticed him jogging on the treadmill as soon as you changed into your own workout attire. His black, sleeveless, turtleneck compression shirt showed off his perspiring biceps. It appears that he had been jogging for some time.

His eyes met yours as he took in the look on your face. "You won't get all sweaty just by standing and staring at me, riiight?" he asked. Even the smallest shift in your expression would tell him how you were feeling, but oh, the feeling is mutual especially with you in those tight gym fits. It was more than enough to increase his need for you.