(oooo steamy~)

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Diego sat as his chest, spinning a pen between his fingers while flickering his gaze between you and the papers. "How are those reps going? You're looking pretty good." he commented, eyeing your biceps as they flexed. I could just bite those things... but he kept that to himself.

You used a spare bar on the ceiling for pull-ups, chuckling as he commented. A line of sweat trailed down your cheek, but that was it at most before planting the bottoms of your shoes onto the floor. You pulled a sweater on over your tanktop, "Its a de-stressing thing."

Diego pouted, a bit disappointed he couldnt stare you any longer. "Done already? C'mon..." he leaned his head into his hand. "You look a bit tired. And your hands are all swollen now..." he gingerly grabbed yours, noticing how it was warm, obviously. "But uh...I wont stop you~" He teased. (This ones kinda short, I don't have much motivations, sry...)