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“Fuck,” he breathes against my ear.
The shower across from us turns off, and the room becomes quieter.
Luca grasps the side of my head with his free hand, pressing his lips right up to my ear. “Better come, they’ll be wondering where we are.”
I grab his hair and yank his head back. “Make me, then.”
Our lips crash together in a heated kiss as he furiously pumps our cocks, and my fingers once again dig into his back. The pressure builds and overflows, as electricity shoots up my spine. As Luca’s head drops to my shoulder and he bites my neck, I look down to see him come with me, our cum mixing together as it runs down his hand.
A heavy breath leaves my chest as I grab his wrist, lifting his hand to my mouth. His eyes sparkle as he immediately pushes his fingers past my lips so I can lick them clean, then he drags his tongue along the back of his hand, leaving no drop behind.
“Scandal,” Luca whispers with a smile.
I huff out a breath and push him back, grabbing my shampoo.
But he just grabs it from me, putting a bunch in his hair as he takes over my shower.
“Get the fuck out of here.” I grab it back from him and he just squints at me through shampoo bubbles.
He takes his sweet ass time rinsing his hair, making sure to fling water and suds in my direction. I’m just about ready to get out and go shower in another stall when he finally finishes.
He observes me with his lips pressed together as he wraps his towel around his waist. I give him a questioning look as he points to his neck, while staring at mine.
Yeah… I can already feel the bite marks.
And as he turns around to exit the shower stall, I see the scratches all over his back.
The cheers and ribbing I hear as Luca returns to the locker room tells me everyone else sees them too.
I sigh, turning my face into the water.
With a bit of a smile…
Fucking Luca.
That drive was… eventful.
Just when I thought pop music couldn’t get any worse, I get to hear both Luca and Seb singing along to it for four fucking hours.
I should have gone with Noah.
“How do you guys have the energy for this?” Adão asks, sharing my sentiments about this whole thing. “All I can think about is drinking some fucking water.”
“Well, a little MMMBop helps get your mind off the dehydration.” Luca nods seriously as we finally pull into the fight venue for weigh-in.
“It does something…” I mutter.
We make our way into the venue, and Max meets us at the entrance.
“You all going to make weight?” he asks.
Luca nods seriously. “I’m so dehydrated it’s not even funny.”
Max shakes his head at him with a wary look, and eyes the rest of us as we all nod. We’ve all been strict with our routine to cut weight so we can make our weight classes, which means we are also all eager to get this over with so we can rehydrate and refuel.
“Ok,” Max gestures with his head behind him to the scales and officials. “Get weighed, then right to the hotel. Rest, hydrate and eat.”
“Sounds like fucking heaven.” Seb practically drools and Adão nods eagerly.
