burn for you

Normality

~Y/n's POV~

     A few days passed, and with them came basketball practice. Outwardly, Paige and I stuck to the script. Our cold glances, the stifled responses, allowing those who watched on to believe the discord in our relationship endured. We went to great lengths to cultivate this persona.

The sounds of the locker room echoed with the familiar chatter and banter as our teammates prepared for daily practice. KK stood beside me, donning a pair of high tops that perfectly matched her jersey's blue and white hues.

We shared a goofy moment while KK struggled getting her foot in the first shoe. Laughing, she smacked my arm and shared a playful pinch, solidifying the light and jovial connection we shared.

"That's not funny, Y/n. Keep laughing and imma smack you with this shoe," KK said, glaring playfully at me. I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Yea, right! You wouldn't dare touch me. You love me too much," I said, and KK's usual response followed.

"Girl, boo!"

    Once the jokes subsided, we stretched and headed onto the court, ready to start practice. My thoughts coasted casually, no longer clutching at the tension that once characterized our interactions. Little did we know, deeper relationships were brewing with unexpected teammates.

As we took our positions, I couldn't help but spare occasional glances over to Paige. The atmosphere between us had grown harmoniously warm and friendly over those days: reliably congenial, yet possessing an underlying spark of shared intimacy. It seemed like nothing would be the same again.

Drills began, and as fate would have it, I found myself paired with Paige for a boxing out exercise. We faced each other, our chests inches apart, mimicking the positioning we'd adopt on the court.

     "Ready?" Paige breathed, her warm breath tickling my earlobe. I nodded, a competitive grin forming on my lips.

     "You bet, Bueckers."

     The whistle blew, and we assumed our positions, our bodies pressed together. For now, it was my job to move Paige away from the basket. In this close proximity, Paige's lips brushed my ear, whispering, "I can't wait to get you alone later, Y/n."

    The intensity of her words ignited a fire within me, and I could feel my cheeks flush under her teasing. I knew she was trying to throw me off so I would mess up this drill.

     The drill continued, and she persisted in her suggestive whispers, "You have no idea how good your body feels against mine," she murmured, her chest rising and falling in sync with mine.

     It was surreal, being so intimately close to Paige, our bodies connected in a way that neither of us had experienced in the context of basketball. The line between competition and camaraderie blurred, replaced by an exhilarating mix of lust and athleticism.

     Coach Geno's loud voice interrupted our intimate moment, reminding us to focus on the task at hand. As the drill concluded, Paige subtly smacked my ass, leaving me to ponder the possibilities of what awaited us off the court.

Practice continued, and we moved onto more drills, each one as intense as the last. The hours slipped by, and before we knew it, the final buzzer sounded, signaling the end of the session.

Sweat glistened on our brows, and we joined the group in the locker room, catching our breaths. Azzi, Paige's best friend, raised an eyebrow, noticing the rapport between Paige and me. "What's going on between you two?" She pointed at us with a smirk.

Paige and I exchanged glances, a playful look in our eyes. "Nothing," we said simultaneously, our denial unconvincing.

Azzi chuckled, her intuition not fooled. "Save it. I can tell there's some chemistry brewing."

Nika, another teammate, chimed in, her Croatian accent seeping through her words. "We all saw how you two looked at each other during practice. It's adorable."

I let out a fake gag and Paige did the same, quickly pushing away from me.

"No offense, but Paige is a bit too blonde for my taste," I say, lying through my teeth. Paige went along with my antics. I mean, we knew the team would find out eventually. But they didn't need to know now. It was too soon.

"Yea, and Y/n's too short for my taste," Paige pointed out, a disgusted look on her face. I rolled my eyes at the taller girl, moving past my other teammates to change into clean clothes. Paige continued joking with the other two girls, but I could see her eying hungrily from across the locker room. Soon, the room was empty except for the two of us.

The atmosphere was charged with the lingering energy from our workout, and the sexual tension that had been building between us.

     Without a word, Paige pushed me gently against one of the blue lockers. Her lips met mine with an urgency that left me breathless, our tongues entwining in a dance of passion.

     She trailed kisses down my jawline, pausing to press her mouth against my neck, leaving a hickey that burned with a fiery desire. My moan escaped involuntarily, fueling her fervor.

     Paige's hands roamed my body, kneading my ass, pulling me tighter against her. The roughness of her kisses left me panting, my need for her mounting.

     As Paige's mouth continued its journey down my neck, her hands were busy with the task of removing my shorts. The anticipation of what was to come was palpable when the door to the locker room creaked open.

Surprise registered on KK's face as she took in the scene before her. Her eyes widened, and she hesitated, unsure of how to react. The awkward silence that ensued hung heavily in the air, threatening to shatter the moment shared between Paige and me.

KK's eyes looked at me, then to Paige, then back to me. Paige looked up, her lips still on my neck and her large hands still around the waistline of my shorts. KK chuckled nervously.

"Okay, girly pops, I'm just gonna-" KK slowly backed away towards the door, but before she could go anywhere, Paige leaped off of me and I struggled to pick up my shorts. The both of us eventually grabbed KK, locking the door behind her. KK, being the person that she was, started screaming.

"Rape! Rape! These two fuckers-" Paige covered a large hand over KK's mouth, while I frantically shushed the girl. Finally, when KK showed no more signs of struggling, we all sat on a bench in silence. KK spoke up.

"Y'all got a lot of explaining to do. And I'm expecting some money."

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Published: 7-12-24