After We Fell Gym Scene Novels & Stories

We were standing right beside the pit, knees practically brushing the high, red, foam-stuffed cushion. Carla's hold on me with her arms tightened just a bit and she turned to fall backward onto the firm surface of the pit, pulling me down on top of her. We bounced down atop it, two lanky, almost gangly, tall people, falling in a tangle of long limbs. It probably looked ridiculous, but it felt sexy as hell. And there was no one to see how ridiculous we might have looked.

I looked around making sure he didn’t follow me. “Are you ok babe? What are you looking for?” Damien asked me. “I ran into someone outside the women’s restroom and he gave me the creeps.” I told him as I shuddered. He reached around my shoulders and pulled me against him. “Don’t worry babe, I won’t let anything happen to you. Let’s head back on the road.” He kissed my forehead and we all hopped back in the truck to head back out. After another hour on the road, we finally reached our destination. A renaissance festival! I jumped in my seat giddily.

NOAH'S POV The gym room smelled like iron, sweat, and the faint rubber burn of mats that had seen too many battles. Clangs of plates echoed off the walls as guys pushed through their last sets of the day. Laughter mixed with grunts, the usual post-practice chatter that usually settled after a long day of heavy lifting.

After dropping my things off in Atlas’s room, we headed down toward the gym together through the portal system connected to Thornridge. The cold evening air bit lightly at my cheeks as we walked through town toward the gym. Inside, the familiar sounds hit almost immediately. Music. Shouting. Weights clanking. The scent of sweat and metal. The others were already there. Mal was finishing a set near the free weights while Calyx lounged nearby pretending to stretch while mostly just talking. Zeke stood near one of the punching bags with his sleeves rolled up, looking annoyingly put together as always. Atlas squeezed my hand once before heading toward them.

He order and again I nod yes. I was on the way out of the gym but there were just too many people, then I heard yelling and people started to push each other, I tried to take steps back but I was too late. A guy from the team practically threw me back and I fell hitting my back and head hard. I couldn't help but cry in that second, it hurt so much and my little side took control. I felt strong arms come around my waist and picking me up, it was twin number twelve, Adam.

Ace's gym was fun to use except I couldn't use the weights since Ace's lightest ones were too heavy for me to use which is kind of embarrassing. I continued doing squats and listening to music until I felt two hands on my waist as I stood up from my squat . I screamed and jumped back , quickly realising that it was just Ace . I pulled out my ear phones and stopped my music . "You scared the shit out of me" . I was out of breath from being scared so bad. Ace couldn't contain his laughter . "I'm sorry" he chuckled , calming himself down .

My footsteps sped up as the sound of heavy metal falling on each other came from the left. Following the metallic noise in this dead zone pulled me more, I saw a wide open glass door and peeped in. It was a fully equipped gym and Arius was pulling down the handle of some machine which was resonating with the noises of weights. I walked in a brightly lit gym watching his masculine back, flexing its tightened muscles making me glup watching the show in front of mine. Sweat drops were dripping creating a narrow pathway following the pathway of his spine as if it were some kind of small stream. Loud bang of weight startled me in my pace, then I realised I was walking towards him.

They looked like two hungry predators in a small cage. The Soft Landing "Please," I panted. "I'm going to be late for the roll call." "We are the only roll call you need to worry about," Jace said. He stepped forward and pushed me back. I fell onto a stack of thick blue gym mats. They were soft and bouncy. Jax walked over and stood above me. He reached down and grabbed the hem of my gym shorts. He didn't say anything. He just pulled them down past my knees in one fast motion. He saw that I was still bare and dripping from the library.

Nikki POV Maisey, Gideon, and I decided that this week we would have to make things appear as normal as possible, so we didn’t raise any suspicions when Ernesto and AA were around. Once Gideon arrived in the evening we would head to Rusty’s Gym. Now when I say gym, I say that in the loose sense of the word. It had a sparring ring, speed bag, and a punching bag. The patrons looked like ‘50 miles of bad road’, the place was filthy, and it smelled like anyone who had ever been there wasn’t familiar with how to use deodorant.

But cleaner and Smarter. And now, Meekey needed a way in. She walked the length of the alley, counting exits, memorizing shadows. Then she doubled back, waited until the van disappeared, and walked straight into the gym like she belonged there. Inside, it smelled like sweat, bleach, and testosterone. Guys were sparring in the ring. Music bumped low from a speaker in the corner. No one paid her much attention, just another girl from the block probably looking for her man. But she wasn’t looking for any man.