Devil's Night Drabbles

Locker Room (willdamon)

It was one of those mornings where we had practice before school. A majority of our team had left the locker room already, and it was just the four of us. Michael and Kai had already dressed and dried their hair, but Damon and I still had our towels around our hips, not in a rush to get to class.

"We'll see you guys in English?" Michael asked as he swung his bag over his shoulder.

"Make sure to save us a seat next to Scott." Damon teased, winking at me as he dried his hair with a towel.

Kai and Michael both laughed under their breath as they walked out of the locker room, leaving me and Damon alone.

I ran my tongue over my teeth as I leaned over to get my clothes out of my locker. When I stood up, he was at my back.

I sighed. "We can't do this right now."

Neither of us moved, and I squeezed the clothes I held in my hand.

"Why not?" I fought a shiver at his deep voice in my ear.

"Because..." I couldn't find a good reason to say no to him. I didn't want to say no to him.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," He yanked off my towel and threw it to the side, revealing how hard I was for him already.

I dropped my clothes as he tugged my ear lobe between his teeth, and I leaned against him for support.

"Too bad you're gonna have to wait," He pulled away from me, leaving me cold and wanting him.

I whipped around, angry as hell. "What the fuck man?"

"Get in my car after school if you still want it." He smiled deviously at me before going back to his locker and dropping his towel, starting to get dressed.

I huffed in annoyance as I picked my clothes up off the ground.

Fucking bastard.