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He lifts his eyes to me, and his jaw tics.
“Did you just hear a bell?” I ask him and his brow furrows. “Because someone just got schooled.”
Luca’s jaw drops and his eyes light the fuck up as he points at me. “Oh my god! That was good.” He grabs the puck and puts it back in the middle of the table. “I could almost let you get away with scoring on me because of that. But I’m taking it back now.”
And unfortunately, he does, as he scores on me next. But I keep a lead on him until we’re nearing the end, when he scores and brings us to a tie with one goal left.
“Ooh,” Luca smirks at me. “You need to make a comeback, Ty. Think you can do it?”
“Considering I’ve had the lead this whole time and this wouldn’t be a comeback, yes,” I say, placing the puck on the table.
Luca shrugs. “Doesn’t matter anyway, I’m taking this.”
“Hm,” I mutter, suppressing my smirk as he gets into an intense battle stance and shakes out his shoulders.
And I score.
“For fuck’s sake.” Luca tosses his striker on the table.
“You said I needed a comeback,” I say as I pick up my beer and take a drink.
Luca rolls his eyes. “Thought it wasn’t a comeback?”
“You’re right it wasn’t.” I nod. “I already got my comeback when I licked it off your cock last night.”
Luca stops mid drink and stares at me. He slowly lowers his glass, eyes wide. “Damn. That’s fucking hot. I don’t even have words.”
“That’s a first,” I mutter into my beer.
We continue playing various games in the bar, and as the night goes on I let myself fall deeper into the moment, just being here with him and doing something completely new and weird. By the end of the night, I can confidently say I’ve enjoyed myself, and haven’t thought once about anything outside of the walls of this bar. This is a part of me that only Luca can pull out… and I’m thankful for that. As frustrated as I was with him tonight, I can appreciate his weird-as-fuck ways of doing things.
Sometimes.
When our tokens are gone, including the extra ones Luca bought, he drains his beer and steps closer to me. My eyes drop to his lips as they curve up in a soft smile, and then he gently brushes them over mine.
“I think it’s time we get to that fucking now.”
SIX
The second the door to my apartment closes behind us, my lips are on Ty’s. Our hands frantically remove each other’s jackets and shirts, and as his lips fall to my neck and I run my hands up his bare back, I feel what I’ve been seeing in him all night. He’s allowing himself to take a break from the rigidity that continues to rule his life, and the stress from the past couple days. And while this side of Ty has been coming out to play more often, it’s especially needed tonight. To see him just let it all go for a few hours and have fun was the best foreplay I could have asked for.
Not that I don’t want more.
As I walk him backwards towards the bedroom, lips locked, I let myself get lost in him too. The feeling of his lips on mine, his stubble on my chin, his hands gripping my hips, the anticipation of his cock in my ass–
“Fuck,” he grunts as his back hits the doorframe to the bedroom, and I bump into him. He pushes me back with a wince. “Watch where you’re fucking going.”
I chuckle. “What. Can’t handle it rough, Tiger?”
Ty narrows his eyes at me, but I just smile, dropping my hands to push my pants down and step out of them. His eyes travel down as I do the same with my boxers, and when he brings his gaze back up to meet mine, the annoyance is replaced with hunger.
I gesture with my chin to his pants, which for some reason are still on, and fist my cock. “Your turn.”
The anticipation grows as I watch him step out of his pants and towards me, batting my hand away so he can take over stroking my hard cock. And as our lips crash together again, it’s heated, messy, and perfect. With nothing weighing either of us down, we devour each other like we’re starved and nothing else in this world matters. And as his hand slides up my chest and wraps around my throat, I smile against his lips. I may have tamed the Tiger, but he’s still a wild beast. And tonight, this beast needs to fucking roar.
“How do you want your prize?” I pant against his lips.
He pulls back and looks at me with confusion. “What?”
