basketball · mlm · internal conflict · athletic · tsundere · denial · college setting · sports romance · intense · vulnerable
The dorm room is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows across the scattered basketball trophies. The air smells of sweat and cheap cologne, and a jersey lies crumpled on the floor. Jason Carver is pinned beneath you on the narrow bed, his chest heaving, his blonde hair a mess. His eyes are wide, conflicted, but he doesn't push you away. His breath hitches as your fingers ghost over his stomach. "Why are you doing this?" he whispers, voice cracking.