Locker Room Lust[BXB]

7

"Why am I not surprised your right where I left you?" Isla asks as she walks into the living room. Ive been sitting on the couch watching Friends for a solid four hours now. Whenever Im having a bad day I binge Friends. Joey always cheers me up. 

"Maybe because I dont wanna move." I reply not looking away from the screen. I feel like a potato today. Ive eaten a bag of chips all by myself and haven't done much else. The worn leather of the couch has started to mold to my ass. 

Isla scoffs and then says, " Your going to get fat and then no boys will want to fuck you." 

At that statement I look up. Maybe I misheard her? She rolls her eyes and plops down beside me, stealing a few chips from my hand. She munches her chips while I stare at her. 

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"You said boys, I like to fuck girls. Vagina. Tits" 

She raises her eyebrows at me unconvinced. 

"Bruh, who do you think clears your search history for you all the time."

Oh fuck. I forget to clear it all the time but somehow mom never catches it. Now I know why.

"Why didn't you tell me that you knew," I ask not looking at her.

She scoots closer and says "because I wanted you to have time to figure everything out first. Dont worry I didn't tell Jay, I dont think hes smart enough to figure it out on his own either," she chuckles to herself.

I am truly amazed at how mature my younger sister is. Shes only fourteen and instead of spilling some tea to everyone she kept it to herself so I would have time to deal with it. I have always underestimated her but I dont think I'll be making that mistake again anytime soon. 

Shes in the process of chewing some more chips when I tackle her in a hug. "Thank you," I say softly and she hugs me back telling me that she loves me and supports me.

I pull away and go back to watching Friends. She stays with me, finishing up my chips. I probably didn't need them anyway.

"So whos the guy," she says suddenly.

I look at her confused. "What guy," I say back.

"The one thats making you so upset."

I cant help but tell her everything. She turns down the show and I pour out my feelings. I of course leave out all the details from the party but I give her a summary. She listens intently till the end and by then I feel better. I think telling someone actually helped. I dont feel so tight and stressed anymore now that its all out there. 

"I think you should either try to fuck him again and be all cute so he cant resist you, or move on," she says, "you cant have both. You need to pick. Hes clearly stated his feelings and you shut him down. I know you were scared so Im not blaming you but I do think you need to make a move. No more waiting for him to do something." 

I nod and then say," I think I want to make a move." She squeals and I cover my ears. I shush her so mom doesn't hear and then we both start giggling uncontrollably. Finally we calm down and turn the tv back on. We spend the rest of the day like that before falling asleep on the couch together.

The next morning is Sunday. I have practice at eleven but I wake up at nine so I have a bit of time before I need to leave. Groaning I sit up and stretch out my neck. Sleeping on the couch was probably not the smartest move because my muscles are all stiff now. When I get off the couch I see Isla is still sleeping. Shes so peaceful, looking younger because shes so relaxed. I lay a soft blanket over her and she snuggles deeper into the sofa. I smile to myself at how adorable she is and the head to the kitchen. Im the only one awake so I make pancakes for my family. Sometimes I can be a nice person. When Im finished the house smells delicious and I leave the meal on the counter for when people wake up. With nothing else to do I grab my practice bag and head out to Marge. 

I walk into the locker room expecting no one to be there because Im nearly an hour early. Im surprised when I walk in and Noah is there again, shirtless. He sees me walk in and turns around to get dressed without acknowledging me. My heart falls. Hes still mad. Hesitantly I walk closer to him. When Im only a few inches away I stop. I know he can feel my breath on the back of his neck. Still he doesn't move, Im unsure about this but I know its what I want. I lean forward so my lips are on the back of his neck. He stiffens, remaining motionless. I wrap my arms around his waist and fitting my face into the crook of his neck. He relaxes slightly, humming in response. 

I cant help it when a slight tear falls from my eye, "please stop being mad at me."

"Im not mad."

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

"Because I dont want to deal with drama. If your going to be ashamed or weird about us then I would rather end it before I get hurt."

When he says this I pull away wiping my eyes. He turns around and assesses the state Im in.  He gently cups my face and kisses my forehead, "Why are you crying baby?"

"I dont know if I can do this. I want to but like what about the team. What if something happens?" I sniffle.

"Stop," his tone is demanding.

He looks into my eyes, his voice full of authority, " I want you. You want me. It doesn't matter about what other people will think or how the team is going to react. If something happens then we'll deal with it. But right now all we have to worry about is each other, ok?"

I stand there unable to speak. All I can do is nod. He pulls me forward by my neck and kisses me hotly. Finally. I run my fingers through his hair as he tugs me even closer by my hips. He backs me into the cold counter tops. "Jump," he says huskily.

I jump and he lifts me by the back of my thighs before placing me on the sink. He runs his hand on top of my thighs before prying them apart to step in between them. My body is covered in goose bumps and tingling with the sensations of him. He detaches our lips and moves down to my neck placing open mouthed kisses there. I moan loudly when he sucks on a particularly sensitive spot. "The guys will be here soon," I breath out.

"I dont care," he replies as he lifts my shirt over my head. He travels south, kissing my torso as he goes. When he reaches my waistband he looks up at me, eyes filled with lust. I bite my lip, nodding at him to continue. He smirks and pulls my pants as well as my boxers down. Luca junior springs free and he eyes it greedily. He leans down and puts me in his mouth. Pleasure runs up my spine as I run my hands in his hair and pull hard. He groans around my dick, sending vibrations up it. I moan loudly, the lewd sounds bouncing off the locker room walls. Someone is definitely going to hear us but right now I dont give a fuck. I feel the tight heat start to pool in my stomach and my sounds become more whiny. 

"So close Noah, Fu-fuck."

He doesn't slow down, just keeps going. Running his hands up my legs and chest. My whole body is on fire. The thought of someone catching us only making everything hotter. Just then I see Elias standing in the doorway. I know I should be mortified but Im not. I come in that moment. I never break eye contact with Elias as I cry out and come undone. His face turns red, the blush spreading down his neck before he walks out. Noah swallows it all and stands up.  He hasn't noticed that we were caught so I decide not to say anything. I clean myself up and give Noah a peck on the lips. We dont have time for me to return the favor so Noah says he will meet me outside after he deals with his little problem. I giggle and head outside. 

Elias sees me come out and blushes even redder before going to get the nets. I follow him into the equipment room. When I get in there I close the door and face him, waiting for Eli to say something. He looks at the floor, shuffling his feet. Why is he being so weird? Sure, its awkward and all but its not that big of a deal is it? Then it hits me. Eli is hard.