🚨Mature Readers 18+ ONLY 🚨
All characters are consenting adults.
Previously: | CH. 1 | CH. 2 | CH. 3 | CH. 4 | CH. 5 |
CHAPTER SIX
Morning light peaked through the small window of the locker room adjacent apartment, casting a soft glow over the tangled mess of limbs in the small bed on the opposite side of the room. Ethan stirred first. He’d slept deeper than he had in months. Warmth pressed along his back, a solid line of heat from neck to thigh. Their legs were intertwined, skin still sticky with last night’s sweat and release, a quiet reminder of the raw, tender hours they’d spent exploring each other. Eyes fluttering open, he turned over his shoulder to find Cade’s face inches from his, jaw slack in sleep, lips slightly parted, a rare softness etched into his usually guarded features. His arm was heavy over Ethan’s waist, hand resting low on his hip, fingers caressing the bare skin absentmindedly. Their cocks were soft but nestled against each other and twisted sheets.
Ethan didn’t move, didn’t dare break the stillness as his chest tightened with something unfamiliar, something dangerous. He wanted to trace the line of Cade’s stubbled jaw, to pull him closer, to never let go of this stolen moment. For the first time since Coach has dragged them into this twisted deal, Ethan’s mind was quiet. No panic about the team. No clawing fear about what this all meant about him. Just the simple rhythm of Cade’s rising and falling stomach against his back. The steady heartbeat.
Murmuring something indistinguishable in his sleep, Cade furrowed his brows, and pulled Ethan closer, tucking his head under his chin. His thumb traced lazy half circles low across his stomach, like his body was still replaying the way he’d gripped him last night. Then Cade’s eyes cracked open, heavy with sleep, and locked onto Ethan’s.
His mouth twitched into a half-smile, “mornin’,” he muttered, voice gravelly, hand sliding down Ethan’s side to grip his upper thigh.
“Morning,” Ethan replied, his own voice barely a whisper. He wanted to melt into him like this forever. Their bodies shifted closer, thighs pressing together, the heat of their nakedness waking up their dicks, both with raging boners almost instantly.
Fuck, Ethan thought, I want him to stick that hard cock in my ass, and never pull out, staying here in this bed the rest of eternity.
Before they could sink deeper into the moment, a thunderous bang rattled the door. Then again. The brutal sound began shaking the frame.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
“Open up, betas!” Coach’s voice sliced through the room with an edge that made Ethan’s stomach drop.
