It took all his willpower, heavy breathing, and jaw clenching for Jax not to let out a moan. Sweat beaded his forehead trailing down ha face.
"Relax," Ruan whispered.
"Easy for you to say," Jax responded, shutting his eyes. "And how is this yoga? What kind of positions are this?"
Ruan chuckled. "Whatever it is, I like it," he said, leaning in closer again.
"Oh lord," Jax groaned, shutting his eyes tighter. He heard the deep breathing filling the room; some were laughing, others whispering among themselves.
He believed he was the only one miserable because Ruan made it so hard. He had never struggled as much as he was at that moment.
"Feel your partner's support," Arjun's voice sounded again. "Don't lean in too close," he instructed.
But Ruan didn't listen and continued rubbing against him.
"This is about giving and receiving. The one folding forward surrenders; the one supporting holds space. Both are acts of healing."
