Preath Oneshots

Olympics

This is in honour of my National team the Matilda's after they qualified to play in their first Olympics since Athens 2004! And also topping the qualifying tournament. I'm a proud Aussie tonight. Hopefully we'll get a chance to play the USWNT.
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'Tobin! I'm heading out for a while with Kelly and a few others, you can come of you want?' Alex yelled from her side of the room.

'I might just stay in tonight, you guys have fun though,' I replied, I was draped over the couch in nothing but my sweat pants and a sports bra.

'Oh okay, Christen and Syd will be here too I think,' Alex called back, my attention spurred at the mention of Christen's name.

'Oh, and why is that?' I asked.

'Syd is unwell and Christen just didn't feel like it according to Kelly,' Alex calls out emerging from the bathroom.

'So Christen is free tonight? I could maybe hang out with her?' I ask, already planning what I'd like to do with her.

'Yes Tobin, you may "hang out" with her. Don't be weird, and wear shoes okay,' she smirks from across the room.

'Well, I'm glad I stayed,' I smiled to myself.

'Just like, get dressed or something before you go though, be safe,' she winks before walking out the door. Sometimes I regret opening up to her about my feelings for Press, but I'm glad I've had someone to talk to about it. I had told Ali as well, but she just preferred to tease me about it.

-8:36 Tobin > Dork <3: are you busy tonight?-

-8:40 Christen > Tobs: nope, I'm free :)-

-8:41 Tobin > Dork <3: Do you maybe wanna hang out or something like that?-

-8:42 Christen > Tobs: I'm having a movie night if you want to come over to my room? Kelly went out with the crew-

-8:43 Tobin > Dork <3: When should I come over???-

-8:44 Christen > Tobs: like now?-

I didn't need to be told twice, I threw on my favorite baggy shirt and some slip on shoes before making my way to the door. I checked myself in the mirror beside the door three times before I actually opened the door. This is it. Walking through the motel by myself was actually kinda creepy, some of the walls had cracks in them and the paint was a musty off white, the dark lighting didn't help either.

As I rounded a bend in the hallway I spotted a familiar pair of USA track pants, she was too far away to see but I'm sure it was Ashlyn. When I got further up I realized quickly that it was Ali.

'Nice pants, Ali...' I joked slyly.

'Oh shut up, where are you off to?' She asked, changing the subject.

'I'm going to hang with Christen,' I told her trying to contain my smile.

'Oh "Hang" I'll let you go then,' she smiles cheekily.

'Thanks...' I grin before setting off on my journey again. Christen's door was only just past where I had seen Ali. I knocked on her door gently, my goal was to not let her know how nervous I was.

'Tobi!' Christen yelled dragging me into a tight hug. Her body fit so well into mine, the moments like these I lived for.

'Well hello to you too,' I grinned back as she let go.

'Come on, I did the traditional scary movie thing,' she told me, we always watch a horror movie or two.

Sure enough the opening credits of Anabelle where playing on the motel TV. Chris Sat on the double seat lounge, patting the space beside her silently asking for me to sit beside her. I obliged quickly sitting myself beside her just as the movie got past the credits.

'I don't know why I always pick these movies, I hate them,' Christen sighs to me.

'Is big tough Press scared?' I played.

'No! I just, I don't like them,' she told me wide eyed.

'Oh I'm sure that's why,' I tease back.

'Just because everyone thinks you're tough, little do they know...' She replies poking my ribs.

'Yeah yeah, whatever you say,' I huff in fake annoyance. Just as I finish my sentence something jumps out on the screen causing Press too flinch and grab my arm. I turn to her with my "told you so" smirk.

About halfway through the movie I look down to find Christen tightly pressed against my side. My heartbeat increases as she pulls herself in closer tucking her head in against my arm.

'You're breathing really fast,' Christen tells me softly.

'I know, I can't help it,' I admitted shyly.

'How about now?' She asks slipping a hand underneath my shirt. My muscles tightened under her touch and my breathing became erratic.

'I uh, um,' I stutter trying to talk.

'Or now,' she whispers placing soft kisses down my neckline. My eyes close at the sensation.

I mumbled a soft 'D-don't stop,' as her hand lifted higher up in my shirt.

'Can I?' She asked tugging at the hem of my shirt. I nodded frantically almost begging her to do it. Once it came off there was no going back, she eyed me carefully before making her next move which was a swift kiss to my lips. I kissed her back instantly taking control of the situation by flipping us over, leaving her underneath me. 'You look cute when you're in charge,' she mumbled pressing her thigh to my core sending a pleasant shock through my body.

She caressed the skin on my abdomen while I slowly lifted her shirt up. 'What are we doing Christen?' I said mid way through removing her shirt. It's not that I wanted to stop, I just wanted to be sure she was okay with what was happening.

'Just don't stop Tobs, I know I'm not the only one that wants this,' she husked, that was all it took for me to continue.

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A/N: short update, but it's super late so I'll write something bigger tomorrow maybe, would you like a part 2?