《Catch You》34| Orgasmic Massage
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You make it look like it's magic, cause I see nobody, nobody but you
-The Weeknd
"Hi."
"Hi baby. How did your day go?"
"It was okay." Liar. "It was pretty good actually." Liar. Liar. Liar. "How was yours?"
He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Tiring. Coach made us run ten extra laps today. Then he made us do so many fucking pull ups that I feel my back muscles are sprained."
"Come here. I'll give you a massage."
His eyes widened. "Really?"
"Come here, I'm serious." I said, then I looked at him through my eyelashes, giving him my dirtiest flirty look. "I give orgasmic massages."
He grinned, lifting his t-shirt above his head, throwing it on the ground. He shook his head, hair falling in all places, making me swoon, and sat in front of me. I brought my hands up, pressing down on his back. I started with the lower part of his neck, digging my thumb in his muscles. His breathing changed as he lowered his head down to give me better access. I pressed the pad of my thumb in his back muscles, trying to find the knots, applying more pressure on the areas where I found them.
"Fuck, that feels so good." He groaned.
Him groaning was the sexiest and most erotic sound I'd ever heard. It sounded feral, and caused heat down my body, directly into my core. So I had no control when I moved forward to press my lips to the side of his neck, taking in the flesh between my teeth and sucking. My hands continued massaging his back, as I let his skin turn purplish under my mouth.
"You're playing a very dangerous game here, angel." He growled. "Do no start something you can't finish."
I smiled against his neck, letting my hands go down to his lower back, applying more pressure, removing my lips from his neck only to kiss his shoulder, down to the middle of his back. My tongue peaked out to lick a small spot. My brain decided his neck was much better than his back, so I sucked on his neck again.
I shrieked when he turned around abruptly and pushed me on the bed, throwing himself on top of me. He held my wrists with both of his hands and held them over my head. When he bent down to kiss me, I struggled to get my hands free. He transferred both of my wrists into his left hand, and his right one went down my body, directly into my panties.
"Fucking hell, Mia." He swore. "You're soaking wet." I whimpered when he brushed his finger against my throbbing bud.
But of course, my phone had to ring at that very moment.
"Ignore it." He said in my ear, taking my earlobe in his mouth. He kissed a spot behind my shell, his hands still pinning my wrists above my head.
The ringing continued.
"Baby, I need to pick it up." I whispered. He let my hands go with with a huff, grabbed my phone from the nightstand, and handed it to me.
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"Hello?" It was an unknown number. My eyes widened when my boyfriend didn't remove his fingers from between my legs and pushed his head in my neck.
"Amelia, dear. It's Anna, Theo's mother."
"Oh! H-hi, Anna." I shivered when he sucked on a soft spot on my neck.
"Okay so I'll get right to the point. I know Theo and you might have probably already made plans for the day after tomorrow. But cancel them." She said. He plunged his finger inside me. I gasped.
"Amelia, dear, are you okay?"
"I-I'm f-fine." I tried pushing him away but he didn't move an inch. I felt him smile in my neck.
"Yeah so as I was saying you have to cancel whatever plans you've made, because you're coming here. You have to tell Theo as well, okay? He won't listen to me. I've already sent out invitations and you both need to come."
"Oh-okay." I inhaled sharply when he added another finger. "What-what's the occasion?"
There was a pause on the other side. "He didn't tell you? It's his birthday day after tomorrow."
I pushed him off me. He slid to the other side at the sudden move, his fingers disappearing from my panties. I sat up, taking a deep breath. "What?"
"Yeah. It is. I'm surprised he didn't tell you."
I glared at the green eyed boy sitting next to me. "I am as well."
"Anyway, tell him I said hi. And tell him to cancel everything. And also tell him that he will have to stay only for sometime, I know how much he hates those things." Then I heard her smirk. "Alright, I'll let you get back to...whatever you were doing."
My cheeks flared as I slid the phone down my ear. Theo tried kissing me again, his hands spreading my legs, but I turned my head around so that his lips met my cheek. I turned the other side when he tried it again.
"Mia!" He whined like a child. "Gimme a kiss. Why won't you let me kiss you?"
"When the fuck were you going to tell me it's your birthday day after?"
He blinked. "It slipped my mind."
"Really now?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I swear." He even pinched his neck, looking at me with big eyes. "I promise there's no back story regarding that. It actually slipped my mind."
I huffed and moved away from him. His hand shot out to grab my waist and pull me closer. I didn't struggle, but I didn't say anything to him.
"Angel, I'm sorry."
"I didn't buy you a gift." I mumbled. "I couldn't even buy you a gift."
"Is that what you're worried about?" He chuckled. "You're the best gift I could ever get, and I already have you."
"This is not the time to be cheesy, Theo. I need to buy you a gift." And then I overthought. I panicked.
"Baby, baby," He grabbed my face. "I don't want anything. I promise. But if you insist, you could always," He kissed my neck, brushing his fingers against the inner side of my thigh, dangerously close to my heat. "Give me...something." I gasped when he pressed hard against my covered core.
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"I-I-c-could, yeah." He smiled when my voice shook. "Theo, let's-let's do something."
His smile widened as he took a deep breath. "Yeah? Anything."
I faked a yawn, pushing him off me, pulling the covers up to my neck, biting back a laugh when I saw his confused expression. "Let's sleep. I'm tired. I want to sleep."
He glared at me, turning off the lights and snatched the cover away from me.
I grinned. I knew I was a tease, and I loved it. And deep down, I knew he loved it.
When I woke up, Mia was asleep. I smiled, taking in my beautiful girlfriend. She was sleeping on her stomach, her head was almost buried in the pillow. Her hand was lazily resting around my waist, her mouth slightly open, though no sounds came out of it. She was the heaviest and quietest sleeper I'd ever come across. I could literally beat a drum out here and she wouldn't wake up.
I tucked her hair behind her ear, kissing her cheek, and getting up. I checked my phone, registering it in my mind that it was 5 am, so I had only twenty minutes to do everything. Coach wanted us in the fields at 5:30 sharp, and he hated when we were late.
I grabbed an apple from the kitchen, leaving a note for Mia to explain her my plans, picked up my gym bag and closed the door behind me.
I reached the fields two minutes before the expected time. Everyone had already started running laps around the fields, so I replaced my flip flops with shoes, and was just about to join the rest of my team when Coach's voice stopped me.
"King! Come here."
I jogged over to where he was standing. "Yeah?"
"I heard you took someone's trials few days back. How did they go?"
I tried keeping the scowl off my face as that asshole's face appeared in my head. "He didn't know how to play."
Coach raised an eyebrow. "He thought we're fools out here?"
"I told him the same thing."
His eyebrow raised further. "You told him? You should have punched his face for wasting our time."
I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. "I-I-he would've complained. He'd get me kicked off the team." I said at last.
Coach chuckled. "That's what you're worried about? You think I'll let you get off the team? You think the university would let its most valuable player go, on the basis of a stupid person's complaint?"
I blinked.
"You see them?" He pointed to my team who was still running. I noticed Rider slapping Cameron's back, Blake laughing, Tristan talking to Samuel, others panting but not stopping once. "That is your team, Theo. Your team. They look up to you. You are their captain and none of them wants that to change. I don't want that to change."
I looked at him, then back at my team.
"If the university kicks you off the team they won't play. Because you all are a team, you are united. The board cannot kick you off. Do you understand what I'm saying? Even if they want to, I won't let that happen. Your team won't let that happen."
I took a deep breath.
"So if someone ever thinks messing with us is funny, you show them what football means, you show them no one messes with us." He finished.
I wanted to sob. I wanted to hug my coach. He didn't know how much he'd simplified things up. I could go punch that piece of shit and he could do nothing about it.
"Do you understand me?"
"Yes, Coach. Thank you." I nodded at him, jogging away. Rider exclaimed dramatically when he saw me approaching, Cameron flung on my back making me stumble, but I chuckled nonetheless.
They were stupid, but this was my team. Mine. And nothing would ever snatch it away from me.
Two hours later I was dripping in sweat, munching on a piece of diet bar, standing on Rider's shoes for him to complete his exercise.
"Dude is it really necessary for you to eat that in front of me?" He mumbled. "I'm fucking hungry but I can't eat right now because of these stupid sit ups."
"It's your fault you had been wasting your time when I hadn't. Now suffer." I shrugged.
"How's it going with your girl? What was her name again, Mia?"
I put all my weight on his feet, digging my shoes in.
"Ow ow fuck!"
"Amelia." I applied pressure on the first two letters. "Never call her Mia."
"Jeez, okay, caveman." He huffed. "Yeah so how's it going? I like her, by the way. She gave that lying bastard a piece of her mind the other day. He even looked scared."
"What?"
"You know, that dude who came for the trials. Fuck I still don't know his name."
"Refer to him as stupid asshole. And tell me everything." I said.
Rider raised an eyebrow, amused. "So after you left, he..uh, the stupid asshole was still here. Amelia came a few minutes later and asked him to cut his bullshit and not bother you again. We all laughed so hard at how comical he looked after that. There was some heated argument, they said some stuff I didn't understand and-"
"He's her ex." I said quietly, cutting him off. "And he's come here to try and win her back."
He shook his head, grinning. "As if you're gonna let him."
I grinned back. "Exactly."
We didn't talk after that. I'd shouted at him when he stuck his hand inside my bag and stole two of my diet bars. He'd flipped me off, given me the middle finger and replied with something along the lines 'sharing is caring'. Caring my ass.
I was tying my shoe laces when I saw the shadow of a person standing in front of me.
"Theodore."
I looked up, my face automatically turning into a scowl. Stupid asshole.
"We need to talk."
*
*folds arms on chest*
Drama is coming
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