" ... do you really have to ask? that answer will always be yes, am i allowed to cum? " the first question hangs, the secondary one is for good measure; you know consent mattered for andrew, you weren't going to overstep anywhere if you could help it. not that you'd ever think of doing that, words were the biggest indicator of how far you could go; sometimes it felt as if the lines blurred, you've given him enough indicators he could do whatever he liked, there has never been a means to question him. not now, not anymore; having a place to call your own made a difference ( ... ) trusting someone meant you could finally stop running, it's all you've been looking for. you look at him, tingles spread from between your legs & made you shudder; neil lingered too long in andrew's gaze, you knew the implications of letting him down on you ( ... ) this wasn't the first time you let him take you in the locker room.
most of the team had went their separate ways, the chatter & buzz of a successful match faded out once the door closed; it was just you & andrew, your mind had already begun to wander ( ... ) it's as if he knew exactly what you were waiting for, something to state you with all the adrenaline coursing through your veins. neil breathed, it's obvious enough he wants to eat you alive; there's a twitch, you dug your fingertips into the bench & turning your head away. you're still in your uniform, the foxes jersey stuck to your skin, sweat pooled at the back of your neck; you kept your legs apart, knowing sooner OR later, you would have had to retreat to the showers. being alone with him was dangerous, you've been engaging in this act with andrew for months; last week your back was pressed into the tiled wall of a stall ( ... ) you've still got marks on your neck, bruises on your shoulders. lucky you that the gear covered enough of you to keep it to yourself; " ... you going stand there, OR are you going to get on with it? since you want my dick so bad- how many times have we nearly gotten caught now? "
the thought of his lips around you drove you insane, you shifted, it'd be too obvious if you got hard now; you know you should have just changed ( ... ) but his question had rendered you immobilized. maybe you were waiting for him to initiate, OR pick you up & take you to the stalls; either option was familiar, every so often you'd be the first to ask for it. " ... do i have to say please? "
