Zauber
Steven knows that if he's in Frankfurt, it's not to lose his focus at the slightest glance from Stefan on him. But it's much more complicated than it sounds. Stefan, in addition to having a magnificent profile, also has a very nice body, and every look that he sends him, whether it's with awkward intentions or not to attract him, can only make him want to take him savagely against a wall or in a bed. They've already done it anyway, so once more? It's not too late for Adi to fire them both. Steven bites the inside of his mouth to keep himself from going to see him to whisper all the dirtiest things that may be going through his mind right now. Or is it maybe because Sebastian wants to polish their alliance in midfield? Or because Hinti is talking to Ilse. Zube isn't ready to forget all the things he wants to do, and everything he has already done. The first time with Ilse? With his hand on his hip while the other took care of his cock, he didn't think the Austrian would be so responsive, and emotional.
He wants to try something else now. Which is achieved by Stefan's wrists tied to the head of the bed, all traces of clothing gone. Zube shouldn't be so impatient with doing that, but is there anything more impressive for him than being able to tame Ilse so easily, in so few days? Steven has his answer when his hands clear the path to the defender's skin. He doesn't know how the season is going to go, but he feels like he can celebrate trophies already. He will see if it all comes together in the championship, if not, he will always have Ilse.
The End
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