The Taming of Win

How to claim a boy

Quite pleased with myself I looked at the dark purple mark on Teams neck. That fu**er Vin may have kissed him there, but I was the one leaving my mark on him. Time to claim Team as mine! I mean just temporary naturally... I still had no interest in a relationship that would tie me down.

Team was still staring in the mirror, rubbing at my mark as if trying to erase it that way. Hah good luck with that!
Lazily I went up behind him, slowly dragging my finger over the mark and then curving my fingers around his neck at the same time pressing my whole body to his back knowing full well that he would be feeling my erection pressing into his small back.
I could feel his body going softer, could feel his weight leaning against me.
One hand still on his neck, my other hand was free to sneak under the hemp of his shirt dragging my knuckles up his hard and muscled stomach, drawing a circle around his navel with my thumb.

Win: I want you in my bed. I don't care if you have one boyfriend or ten, but rest assured in the end I will win just like my name already promised. But don't worry you will enjoy yourself, even more you will beg me for more just like everyone else.

Suddenly Teams body tensed and he whirled around on me successfully breaking my grip on him.
Team: Keep your hands away from me. I'm not interested in you. I already have Vin.
Win: oh yeah? Your body seems to speak another language.
Fascinated I watched how his plump cheeks suddenly bloomed a rosy red. Despite his apparent embarrassment he still refused to lower his eyes. Defiantly he stared right into my eyes and if looks could kill I would already be lying on the ground of our swimming pool.
Team: That's not true. I hate you, hia, so leave me alone!
I watched as Team quickly grabbed his bag and was out the door in a few seconds.
Why was he so angry? I almost had him at my mercy... was it something I said? *clueless Win*

The next week I tried getting Team alone to get on with my seduction, but didn't have much luck so far... Team Never lingered in the locker room anymore but always left with the other guys. Whenever I tried speaking with him, he would only answer with yes or no and then quickly go somewhere else...
I was finding myself in a situation I had never been before.. chasing after a guy that apparently didn't want me. Call me arrogant, but I never would have thought it possible. All the other guys I was interested in before Team would have been glad to jump into my bed immediately.
But Team ignoring me wasn't even the worst of all... every day after swim training Vin would pick Team up and he was always touching him one way or another... sometimes guiding him with a hand to his back, sometimes affectionately putting an arm over his shoulders and the worst was him kissing Teams neck again...
I was ready to flip and just wanted to yell at him to stop touching my Team!

After a week of almost no contact I was so frustrated that every other team member was trying to stay out of my way. On Friday after training everyone left quickly leaving me alone in the locker room.
Completely fed up with myself and the situation I couldn't help myself but punching the wall in frustration. I just wasn't expecting it to fu*ing hurt so much! Watching down at my knuckles I saw blood seeping out of the fresh cuts...
Suddenly someone softly grabbed my hurt hand.
Team: What did you do? Are you insane?
Startled I just stood still and watched as Team inspected the cuts and then dragged me over to the bench forcing me to sit down.
Team: Stay here and don't move!
He got the first-aid-Kit next to the door and kneeled down at my side. Carefully he first cleaned the cuts, applied some salve and then put some Band-aids on them muttering the whole time something that sounded like idiot... moron... so dumb...
I know when I am being insulted but I was just so glad, that Team was finally talking to me again, I stayed quiet the whole time...
Momma didn't raise a stupid boy!

When Team was done he put all the stuff back into the first-aid-kit. With his head turned to the side I could see his neck and the spot I left my hickey a few days ago.. There was only a very faint mark left that one would only see if one actually looked for it...
Win: What did you tell Vin about the hickey?

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