Who's the better player?

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Seth's POV
I'm in the gym working out in just black shorts, earlier on I was putting on a black T-shirt but I took it off because I hate working out with a shirt on.

The speakers are on, playing soft but energetic songs. I'm alone because someone completed their work out without me!

From outta nowhere, Becky steps in front of me,I'm so surprised that I trip and fall, landing right in front of Becky's feet. When I look up she's smirking and I know she's about to say something. " Talk about kissing my feet" she mocks.

" You know I'd kiss your anywhere" I reply, naughtily winking at her as I pick myself up from the floor.

" Yeah that's why I have you wrapped around my fingers' she retorts, coming closer to me, closing the distance between us,I have to say I'm surprised.

" Someone's feeling very horny today" I joke mockingly as she wraps her hands around my neck, her back plastered to my front. My head automatically comes to rest in the space between her neck and shoulder.
Holding on to her waist. It should be a criminal offense to smell this good.

" Maybe you're right" Becky admits, trailing her fingers from my chest down to my abdomen, sending sparks through me.

" Your killing me" I groan as she turns around so that we're facing each other. She leans towards me, her gaze never leaving my lips ever so slowly, she's enjoying torturing me!

When I think our lips are finally going to meet, she leans towards my ear and whisphers seductively, not forgetting to bit my earlobe, " I know"

" I'll get back at you" I say through gnashed teeth. " I'd love to see you try" she challenges.

Challenge accepted!

I force myself to move out of her embrace and towards the weights. Without removing my eyes from hers, I lower my shorts a little down my waist to give my lady a clearer view of what she's messing with.

Then I begin lifting weights, making sure to flex my muscles. She stares longingly at me, swallowing hard.

I swear I almost drop the weights when she places her soft warm hands on my bare back.

" I win" she whisphers as she bites my earlobe. " Actually I won" I reply cockily. " How?" She asks " it's simple, I got you to touch you" I reply, placing her palm on my chest.

" You take my breath away" I whisper honestly, cupping her cheeks in my palms.

" You make me feel alive and complete" she replies softly.

I lean into her to kiss her but she brushes her lips against mine, goes up to my ear and whisphers
" second win"

" Damn girl, you played me" I reply faking hurt.

" Maybe I did" she replies mysteriously.

" Forget about that, I want you...now" I say as I crash my lips on hers. I pull her into a deep and wanting kiss and when we pull apart, I lay her on the yoga mat and kiss every part of her body That's exposed.

Oh God! This girl does scary things to me. Looking at her for approval, I dip my hands into her shirt and she revs my engine by moaning.

The moment my hands go lower she pushes me off her. " I... I'm sorry" she stammers weakly, " I'm just...I just..." Her voice trailing off.

" Shhh" I comfort her, placing my index finger on her lips. My heart breaks into a million pieces and I'd give anything to stop her from crying.

I place her in my arms and cuddle her. Her cries reduce to whimpers and when she finally keeps quiet, I realize that she fell asleep in my arms.

I carry her, bridal style to the bedroom and place her on the bed, tucking her in. As I'm about to leave, I notice that she held onto me. I smile and stay with her, watching her, somehow I feel at peace watching her sleep peacefully.

I realize that Becky hasn't eaten anything when her stomach rumbles and decided to make us a breakfast of French toast and orange juice.

I bring our meal into the bedroom and gently tap Becky to wake her up.
When she smells the food the sleep immediately clears from her eyes, she looks from me to the food and asks accusingly, " what did you do?"

" Nothing" I reply innocently. " Why would you think I did something?" I ask rather hurt. " Breakfast in bed, it's like your trying to buy my forgiveness" she replies.

" No I'm not" I reply. " Then what's the occasion?" She asks curiously.
" Love everything moment with you is a celebration" I say smoothly, winking at her.

" Oh yeah?" She asks and I nod confidently. " Why isn't there any music, dance or guests?" She asks mockingly.

" Firstly you my dear are worth more than a million people to me so that problem is solved" I say as I stand up from the bed, moving towards the speakers.

" The two other problems I can solve" I say and she raises a brow at me. I put on the speaker and the first song that comes on is ' Without you' by Glee cast.

I walk back to her and offer my hand which she reluctantly accepts and it feels like she's trusting me, wanting me to protect her from all the horrors and comfort her when the demons grow too strong.

I promise myself to do all this and more for her.

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Becky's POV
Seth and I start dancing slowly, moving gracefully and seamlessly.
Our bodies moving to the rhythm of the song.

When I look into his eyes I see nothing but love and admiration. I will never get tired of looking into his eyes.

We dance across the whole room, fitting perfectly into each other. Like God himself designed us for each other. I'm drunk from his scent, his handsomeness makes my leg shake and his body makes me feel many things. By now the song playing is ' say you won't let get' by James Arthur.

We dance,we laugh and I feel like we're in a different planet, our own special planet for just the both of us. Our own universe.

It feels like we are one body and soul and the song playing now ' mirror ' by Justin Timberlake is playing.

By now we're no longer dancing, we're just standing, breathless, foreheads and nose touching, eyes locked, communicating in our own very language, lower parts touching, his right hand holding onto my waist and left hand holding the back of my knee, propping my leg to his waist.

" Seth... what do you see in me?" I finally ask when I ca

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