Chapter 31

A fter an especially brutal practice, King tiredly entered his house and immediately heard a lively debate that was happening between Knight, Lila, and Bear. They were so deep in conversation, they didn't even notice King had entered the room.

"…I'm just saying that perhaps a party whose name sounds like it could be a fungal infection should be retired, or at the very least put on hiatus in lieu of another themed party." Lila lifted a shoulder.

Bear mumbled a "gross" as Knight barked out a laugh.

Knight shook a finger. "Yes, my friend, I think you're onto something with the rebrand idea. Jock Jam is a terrible name."

Bear shook his head. "It's like an institution at this point. Do we really want to be the ones who mess with tradition?"

"I mean, you could still have it in the spring, with a better name, if it makes you feel any better," Lila offered. "I just think that it could be fun to mix it up a bit. Something like, ‘Nothing but the 90s' and have it be all about that vibe. The clothes, the music, etc. Bear, I know for a fact that you have more than one flannel shirt in your closet. Channel your grunge rock self and work it."

Knight perked up. "I like the 90s idea. I'm pretty sure if I used enough gel, I could recreate spiky boy band hair. Do they have temporary dye that would mimic bleached tips? Or I could literally just go for the gold and actually bleach it."

Lila vigorously shook her head. "There's no way in hell you're messing with your perfect hair color, Knight Patrick, temporarily or permanently. I will not allow it."

"Fine," Knight conceded. "No bleach, but the boy band hair is happening. And think about the musical possibilities!" Knight cleared his throat and sobered a bit before continuing. "I also feel like there's some negative Jock Jam energy that needs to be purged." He cast a sideways glance at Lila, and something that looked a lot like pain was communicated between the two of them.

"If we plan it, the people will come, regardless of the theme," King said, finally making his presence known. "Though I have to say I'm also on board with the 90s theme. I'm pretty sure Will has a secret collection of bucket hats that are just dying to be exposed."

Knight turned to Bear triumphantly. "Come on, Bear. You know you wanna see Demarcus rock a bucket hat."

Bear looked stern for a minute and then finally broke into a smile. "Okay, fine. It's a good idea. Why the hell not?"

King's work done, he headed up the stairs to go take a shower. Coach Klopp was being super intense with the team since they'd tied their first two games of the season, so King was especially beat. He dropped his bag on the floor in his room and quickly stripped out of his sweaty practice clothes and set Lila's necklace gently on the top of his dresser.

Clad in only his black boxer briefs (because he always made sure the door adjoining Lila's room was locked before he got naked), he stepped into the bathroom. He jumped as he turned the light on and saw Lila, fully clothed, exiting the shower stall, a flustered look reddening her features.

Her eyes darted over to the door leading to her room, and she began inching toward it without a word.

"Any reason why you're hiding in our shower in the dark and then trying to sneak out like a ninja?" King asked, amused.

Lila gulped but stood up straight, tucking one of her hands behind her back. "I just remembered that I left something in the shower and realized that you were about to use it. So I figured I'd hurry and grab it and whatnot."

She started rambling about how sometimes he showered in the locker room after practice and she wasn't sure if he'd done that today and that she wouldn't need to be sneaky again because she'd just assume that he'd be showering at home after practice from now on, most of which King tuned out. Because he was very interested in what she was hiding.

"And what, exactly, did you leave in the shower, Lila?" King teased.

"None of your business," she threw out sassily.

"Oh really? Why are you being so secretive? It's not like you left a vibrator in there or something." Though that would have been fucking hot.

When Lila's face reddened ever more, King realized that he'd inadvertently guessed what she was hiding. He didn't even try to conceal how much that turned him on. And, judging by the way her eyes darted south, he knew she'd noticed too.

"Show me." King barely recognized his own voice as he growled out the command.

Lila stood still for a minute and then steeled her shoulders. She held up a small purple silicone clitoral vibrator in the palm of her hand. Her expression had morphed from embarrassed to determined, and it just made King harder.

"You use this often, La?"

"Maybe," she said, her eyes once again drifting down to take in his arousal. "It's not really any of your business. Though I do suppose you're partially to blame. You're the one who helped me realize I have a super-high sex drive."

"Dammit Lila," he groaned. "You're killing me right now." His dick was begging for release, and it was taking all of his willpower to not bend Lila over the bathroom counter and fuck her senseless.

"Now you know how I feel," she murmured so softly he wasn't sure he even heard her right. He was also pretty sure those words weren't intended for his ears, but he answered them anyway.

"You feeling frustrated, La? Like you're about ready to explode if you don't get off right now?"

Lila tried to appear impassive, but his words were affecting her. He could tell by the way her nipples beaded underneath her shirt, the way her eyes took him in hungrily.

"Maybe," she said quietly.

"Then let's help each other out, yeah?"

"What do you…"

"I want to see you use that toy on your pretty little clit while I stroke my dick. I want you to sit on the bathroom counter with your legs spread wide open while I look at your perfect pussy and watch your face as you let yourself go. I want you to see me watching you and see how that affects me . I want you to watch me come all over because the sight of you uninhibited like that drives me crazy."

He held his breath, bracing himself for her refusal. Instead, she walked over to the bathroom vanity and slowly dropped her bottoms so she was bared to him from the waist down. He advanced on her slowly, his hands gripping her hips as he lifted her up onto the counter. Then he backed up, watching as she spread her legs wide. The sight of her wet and ready put him into a daze. He wanted between those thighs again so badly.

"Your turn," she said, and he slowly removed his boxer briefs. Her eyes widened at the sight of his erection. "I'd almost forgotten how monstrously huge you are," Lila breathed as she turned on the vibrator and positioned it just above her clit.

King took his cock in his hand and started leisurely stroking himself, his eyes never leaving Lila. The way she writhed and the sounds she made reminded him of how good they were together, and his dick wept for the chance to be inside her again.

Someday.

The room was filled with Lila's soft moans and King's guttural groans as they both neared their climax. "Can't hold on much longer, La. Need you to come with me." King's voice was pure gravel and sex, and it was enough to get Lila off. He came right then too, the intensity of it almost causing his knees to give out.

Once they'd both come back down from their respective highs, they stared at each other, the silence thickening with every passing second. Then Lila jumped down and retrieved her underwear and shorts and gave King a little nod before slipping into her bedroom. He heard the finality of the lock firmly clicking into place behind her and wondered if he'd just fucked up everything. Again.