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Luca smiles as he shakes his head, dramatically reaching into a box and pulling out my black button-up. “Not all of them.”

I stare back at him as he proudly holds it up with a massive grin on his face.

“Put it on,” he says.

“No.”

“Why? Because it’s black? Are we finally ready to experiment with color?” Luca looks me up and down, his eyes slowly raking over my gray sweatpants and black t-shirt as he cocks an eyebrow.

“No.”

He rolls his eyes and drops the shirt back into the box. “Fine, you can keep your t-shirt on for now. But you owe me a fuck while wearing that.”

He flops onto the couch and picks up the TV remote.

I open my mouth to ask him what the hell he’s doing but he beats me to it.

“We don’t need to unpack right now,” he says as he flicks through the movies. “Sit down and chill the fuck out.”

I sigh, taking one last look at the boxes before I sit beside him on the couch. Like he said, it’s not much stuff. We could just unpack it and have it over with…

Luca selects a cartoon about a house that flies through the air with a bunch of balloons, and I try not to roll my eyes too hard. But as the movie plays, my mind wanders.

LFA is in just three weeks. Which means only two weeks of intense training until I need to taper again. And in those two weeks I need to get more grappling in, get in the cage with Luca, work with Del, do more–

“TV is that way.” Luca nudges me, pointing to the screen.

I sigh, rubbing my eyes. “Maybe we should be watching fight videos of Mullen and Alvarez instead of movies about flying houses.”

Luca holds up a hand and scoffs. “First of all, the house doesn’t fly. The balloons carry it through the sky. Come on, Ty, seriously.” He shakes his head in disapproval. “And no. We’ve watched them all. We know everything there is to know about Murphy and Alcorn.”

Tension enters my body as I know he’s right, but I still feel like I need to be doing something. And rewatching some videos wouldn’t hurt.

Luca huffs out a laugh as he rolls his head to look at me. “You know what the main lesson is in this movie?”

I look at the TV screen as a talking dog gets distracted by a squirrel. “There’s a lesson?”

He nods. “That life is messy, and we can’t control it.” He holds my gaze for a moment before he smiles. “And actually… we’ve developed a new routine leading up to fights. One that actually helps you way more than overthinking and overworking your brain.”

“And what’s that?” I ask, my heart picking up its pace as I think I know where he’s going with this.

He lifts his hand and slides it under the waistband of my sweatpants. “Letting go, and turning it all off.”

His hand grasps my cock as he leans in and presses his lips to mine. My lips part, immediately taking him in as I grasp the side of his face. I’m hard for him in an instant, and as he slowly slides his hand up and down my length and glides his tongue along mine, I do exactly what he said, and just let go. I focus on the feeling of his hand on my cock, his body against mine, his soft lips and wet tongue… he feels so fucking good.

I moan against his lips as he increases his pace on me, and he nudges me to remove my shirt. And when I do, he immediately takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan, my fingers sinking into his hair. He’s getting me close, and I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to last if he keeps this up.

As he rubs my precum down my cock, I tense and grip his hair tighter. “Fuck, I’m close.”

And he stops.

I release his hair so he can look up at me, and so I can glare at him.

But he just fucking smiles.

I’m so fucking close to coming, and I need to. I reach for my cock to finish this myself, but Luca grabs my wrist to stop me.

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