Cold weapons are a man's romance

If those fans who are crazy about Cesar know that their idol has such a shy side, will they be disillusioned or will they become more obsessed?Roman couldn't help but fall into this unsolvable thinking.

Cesar hesitated for a long time, unwilling to say another word, but kept winking at Roman, forcing him to respond.Facing Cesar who is acting like a spoiled child, is there any other way besides pampering him?

Roman couldn't stand it anymore, coughed twice, and looked away.

"Then, then you can teach me, Alex knows how to bully people, I really can't learn much from him..."

Alex on the side heard Roman's criticism, and immediately shot fierce eyes.But Cesar immediately returned a more fierce look.The red-haired youth shrank back like a kitten seeing a tiger.

So Cesar was finally able to teach his students wrestling skills as he wished.He was very excited when he was in class before, and this time it was even worse.Roman had never met a more excited teacher than a thirsty student.Generally speaking, if a teacher has taught the same thing too many times, he will become numb to teaching without knowing it, and it is difficult to generate new passion.But Cesar is full of enthusiasm in every class. I really don't know whether he is a noble teacher or he is naturally excitable.

"If the opponent makes a throw, then you can counterattack like this..." Cesar gestured, while pulling Roman's hand to make a correct posture.Roman cooperated with him obediently, feeling like a fashion doll at the mercy of others.

"Suppose I attack you like this and hug your body directly," Cesar hesitated, swallowed, and then hugged Roman, "Next, I will start a demonstration, and you can listen to my explanation."

Cesar maintained the posture of embracing him, motionless.His head rested on Roman's shoulder, and Roman could clearly hear the rapid panting.He stretched out his arms stupidly for no reason, not knowing whether to hug Cesar or make a counterattack.The two of them acted like a pair of enthusiastic but clumsy lovers, one was stunned by the other's sudden bear hug, and couldn't react for a while.This comparison is strange, he and Cesar are just practicing wrestling, not that kind of relationship, but he can't help but forget that aspect of association.

He was about to ask what to do next when Cesar said, "Don't move."

He didn't dare to move for a moment.

"If, if I hug you like this...you don't move for a while, lower your center of gravity."

Roman submissively bent his knees slightly, adopting a suspended posture. "so?"

"Yes, fine. Hold me now."

So they changed from standing hugging to squatting hugging.This posture is quite tiring, thanks to Roman's hard practice in the past, otherwise he might not be able to hold it.

"Now I'm going to throw you. The moment I'm about to pick you up..." Cesar explained slowly, "You hooked me from the outside with one foot and pushed me backwards."

Roman stuck his right foot behind Cesar's left and tried to push him. "I can't push it!"

"...Nonsense, I haven't started working hard yet!"

The two hugged each other for a long time, and Roman felt a little embarrassed.The griffins practicing in pairs around were repeating the movements taught by Alex and Lucinda, but he and Cesar were dancing close to each other here.If it was just the two of them training in private, it wouldn't matter if they held each other for a while, but with such a large audience... Although he understood that Cesar was adjusting his posture (probably), he was still a little embarrassed.

In fact, he quite enjoyed the physical contact with Cesar, and Cesar had a particularly pleasant smell, like the fragrance of the summer wilderness.He wondered what it would be like to lick Cesar's bare nape.

"I counted to three, and then I started to exert force, you try to push me down as I said." Cesar counted, "One, two..."

When he said "three," Roman took Cesar down with half his usual speed and strength.He didn't want to shoot too fast and hurt his coach, although Cesar probably had a way to deal with it.It is better to swing according to the routine when practicing for the first time.Cesar instantly understood his intention, and fell backwards to the ground, matching Roman's acting skills.Roman pressed his body, pressing his shoulders to the floor.

In actual combat, Cesar would have already lost.But this is just practice, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, so Cesar is not discouraged.On the contrary, those blue eyes were full of smiles, as if appreciating the achievements of the students.Roman stared at the two bays of light blue, and felt that he had sunk into the unfathomable sea at once, his lungs seemed to be filled with some kind of sweet sea water, and he couldn't breathe.

When he realized that he had held Cesar down for too long, he hurriedly jumped up, faltering and explaining that he was distracted just now.Cesar didn't ask which planet his Shensi left home to, and slowly got up.

"Let's try again," he said. "Don't slow down this time, and act like we're fighting."

"...Oh, yes," Roman muttered.

"I won't count this time, you can feel when I start to exert force and find the right moment."

Cesar hugged him again.The moment their chests were pressed together, Roman flinched a little.Even through the clothes, the skin where he touched Cesar was burning hot, making his mouth dry and his heart itchy unbearably.He tried to clear away distracting thoughts and focus on the practice.

However, the more concentrated his mind was, the more he could feel Cesar's body—the rhythm of every breath and the movement of every muscle were transmitted to him in their original form.It was as if they were inherently connected, and he could read the rhythms of Cesar's body.Roman shuddered at this wonderful sense of oneness.He becomes as if he is no longer himself.He became... a part of Cesar.Or Cesar became a part of him.

The moment the silver-haired coach exerted his strength, Roman clearly caught the signal of the change in his muscles and body center of gravity.He hooked Cesar's left with his right foot.This time he didn't retain his strength, and poured all his strength on Cesar.Just like the last practice.

But unlike last time, Cesar did not cooperate honestly this time.He twisted his body backwards, straightened his feet, escaped from Roman's hook, propped his right hand on the ground, and rotated clockwise. Throw Roman out!

Roman fell face down hard on the ground.Cesar cut his right hand behind his back, straddled his lower back, and suppressed him tightly.He tried several times to throw Cesar off, but without success.

"Enough! Come down! I know you're amazing!" Roman shouted, "How can there be a coach like you! Just knock me down without saying hello!"

"An important lesson, Roman, never be careless even in practice, your opponent can counter you at any time!" Cesar on his back let out a pleasant laugh, "Have you memorized it with your body?"

Roman thumped the floor hard three times with his free hand.In wrestling, this is the signal to throw in the towel.

The strength to cut back his right arm finally disappeared.Roman turned over with difficulty and lay on his back.Cesar didn't get up immediately, his arms supported the sides of Roman's head, and the silver hair stained with sweat stuck to his neck like a silver trickle.Roman's breathing became more difficult.Waves of heat surged up his nerves, and he felt as if he were lying on an iron plate.

When Roman realized that he was about to have a bad reaction, he hurriedly backed away, trying to stay away from Cesar.He tugged at his shirt, trying to cover himself, and prayed silently that Cesar didn't notice him.

Of course Cesar noticed his strangeness, but when he was about to ask, his attention was attracted by Alex.The red-haired young man sternly scolded a certain teammate for not standardizing the movements after learning from him several times, almost making the young man cry.Cesar said, "Don't be so fierce, or you will be pissed off if you go to teach August" and walked over to rescue the poor young man.

Roman breathed a sigh of relief, and the reaction on his body gradually subsided.He looked at Cesar's tall and straight back, and felt mixed feelings in his heart.How could he feel that way about his coach?Just a few simple touches made his heart flutter and he couldn't hold it back.Is it because he hasn't had sex for too long?Or is wrestling, a fierce confrontational sport, likely to arouse the excitement of human organs?

He respects Cesar as a swordsman.His coach, who imparted his skills and knowledge to him without reservation, deserved his respect, not... strange desire.

He must have held it in for too long.Even if it wasn't Cesar, if he had close physical contact with someone else, he would definitely feel the same shake.

"Really! I'll show you one more time!" Alex was desperate for his teammates who couldn't support the mud. "Cesar, come and demonstrate with me!"

"Hey - I don't want it, you will definitely take the opportunity to retaliate against me." Cesar said sarcastically.

"Am I that kind of person!"

Roman stood up, pushed through the crowd and came to the angry red-haired youth. "Let me show you."

Cesar's eyes widened, and he hurriedly changed his words: "No, no, I'll do it! Roman is still a beginner, how can he be a demonstration."

But Roman had already set his posture and waited for Alex to make a move.The red-haired youth didn't give Cesar a chance to intervene, so he came up and threw a shoulder shot at Roman.Roman's right arm was firmly fixed on his shoulder.At the same time, Alex reached under Roman's leg with one hand, trying to pick up Roman's leg from the inside.But he failed.Before the thigh was touched, Roman's right hand went around Alex's neck, turned around and pressed down on the vest of the red-haired youth, using his body weight to suppress Alex's movements.

The two fell into a stalemate, so they let go of each other at the same time, indicating that the fight was over.Alex insincerely praised Roman's standard of action.And Roman was distracted, and didn't listen to his praise at all.

His mind was full of one thing.

—When Alex touched him, he felt nothing.

Ah, yes, he could still read Alex's next move through physical contact, but that was all.He had neither a racing heart nor an itching.Only when he faced Cesar did those strange feelings come flooding back.

why?How could Cesar make him so uncomfortable, but Alex couldn't?Is it because Cesar is more handsome?Could it be... Could it be...

Is he going to become a sensualist who judges people by appearance like Alisa? !