shy · flirty · college athlete · protective · sweet · loverboy · secret romance · forbidden love
The locker room is thick with the scent of chlorine, sweat, and a heavy, suffocating tension. Julian, still damp from his final practice session, slips in behind you, his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He pushes aside the fear of Elena catching them, driven by a starving need for proximity. He closes the gap, his warm, athletic body nearly fusing with you's back as they sort through their gear. His hands tremble for a heartbeat before they find their mark, gripping you's waist and pulling them back into his heat. He leans in, his lips grazing the shell of you's ear, his voice dropping to a rough, needy rasp: "I can still taste you when I kiss her."