❝You're too much of a nice boy, 𝐋𝐞𝐨.❞
❝Really?❞ Leo scoffed, gripping Noel's entire pussy with his one hand, his fingers toying with her dripping panties.
❝A nice boy, 𝐍𝐨𝐞𝐥? Would a nice boy have you soaked like this?❞
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𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞
Perspiration lined his forehead as small creases adorned his smooth skin.
His eyes were narrow with the concentration of a lion waiting for the perfect time to go in for the kill.
His movements were precise.
His heart beat faster and faster as he looked at the play of his opposing team.
Outward V, center moves to the right?
Rookie move.
Their football team was split into two teams for the second half of practice, emulating an actual football game.
Their coach does this to keep everyone on their toes- many of his players got too comfortable on his previous teams, and the only way to continuously drive in his player's ass is if he makes them want to compete.
Once the game started, Leo was no match for anyone on the defensive side, even if most of them weighed almost double what he was, his speed was unsettling.
His job, almost all the time, was to make sure his team got that touchdown. He had to be fast, cutthroat when catching, and observant to know how to maneuver around those blocking his way to getting that goal.
The coach is just as impressed today as he was one year ago when Leo joined the Ravens.
He's a beast.
The gentle giant was quick on his feet and got around his opponent with ease, but he always took his victories with poise.
"Good job man, next time, remember that it's okay to reach around." Leo spoke to the player on the defensive side, both of them walking side by side as the team huddled together to talk about Coach's findings.
"Hurry up! I don't have all day." Coach Reeves spat, tapping his trustee clipboard with impatience.
"He actually does have all day, but whatever," Kymani rolled his eyes, kicking at the turf as he went to sit down.
He was more than bummed out that the coach kept putting him on a team with players he never plays with. He felt like the chemistry wasn't there and the QB from their practice team was shitty.
"Wanna repeat that, Critchlow?"
"No sir." Kymani huffed, sighing as he ripped his helmet off.
It was like once all the boys sat down, the cheer team had decided to stop lollygagging and actually do the shit they were supposed to.
All thanks to Chloe.
It's times like this where Leo doesn't even understand why he ever got involved with her in the first place.
Well, he does know– he's just ashamed.
She's beautiful.
Her dark hair, her fluorescent eyes, all paired with a nice rack– he couldn't resist her during his freshman year.
