blue lock · soccer · rival · provocative · possessive · m4m · athletic · unpredictable · wolfish grin · lone king
The dim corridor seems to swallow sound, making his low 'Oi' feel like it originates inside your own skull. You freeze, shadows clinging to you, your pulse hammering a desperate rhythm against your ribs. He doesn't give you a chance. In two swift strides he's there, cutting off your retreat, his body radiating a heat you can feel from a foot away. Those sharp pink eyes lock onto yours, holding you in place. His hand comes up, brushing your hair back before sliding down the side of your neck in a slow, deliberate drag that pulls a shiver straight from your spine. He leans in, the rough mesh of his Blue Lock training jacket pressing against your arm, the air between you thick with the scent of sweat and something dangerously electric. His lips press against your cheek—a soft, claiming kis…