Learning To Love Him [Warning: GAY SMUT]

The Fight

--Adam's POV--

Arriving at that locker room was as creepy as you could imagine.  It was run down, and overtaken by nature with things crawling, hissing, and slithering just out of sight.  I wanted to run away, but I was here with a purpose.  So I went inside and found a bench that wasn't completely rotted out.  I sat and waited.  Luckily it didn't break under me as I tried to get comfy and adjust.  However, right as I found a way to get comfortable on the bench, I heard a deep growly voice from the doorway.  I looked up to see the exact person I was waiting for.  Kevin.  But he didn't wear a wicked glare, or closed fists.  Instead he had a smirk.  One that meant there was more to this fight.

"So I was thinking, that this shouldn't  just be a clash of fists.  There should be a bet.  And I came up with one.  The loser does whatever the winner wants them to do.  No limits whatsoever."  He went on explaining some crap that I couldn't care less about, so I did some thinking.  Not the kind of Sherlock Holmes thinking with the future seeing and thinking about how to hit him to make him kneel over and die.  But thinking on the topic at hand.  If I won this fight, I could get a bitch.  Not only a bitch, but a bitch that the school feared.  I could even make him do thi-.  My thoughts were cut short by a harsh "Hey slut! U listening to what I just said?!"  I casually just repeated what I heard and nodded in agreement.   I'd do the bet, even tho im running a major risk by doing so. 

His smirk turned to a grin and he lunged out to me to try to hit my jaw.  It didn't work.  I threw some blows to him and he did to me.  There was the occasional kick, but not many hit their mark.  This went on between us for about half an hour.  However, in an unexpected turn of events, one of my kicks hit home and knocked him off his feet, landing him right on the one bench that still stood.  Quickly, I got on top of him.  I straddled him and held his arms down.  No matter what he tried he couldn't move.  I had effectively trapped him.  And just to make him stop struggling and add insult to injury, I spat on him.  It broke him and he accepted defeat.  He had accepted his new fate, as my bitch.

Hey guys!  I hope you liked this chapter!  Next one is gonna lead us into more.... interesting... things between these two.  Like before, comment below or message me if u want a one shots book added on here again!

Thanks for reading!

                 -Lexi