Wednesday Brief: Out of His League Part 10

It’s Wednesday and time for some free reading. Which is always a good thing! As always I’ll leave links to my fellow briefers at the end. The list of participants is long and we have some newbies to the Wednesday Brief staring this week. Be sure to check them out!

Hope everyone has an excellent day and happy reading!!!

This week prompts are:

"It was a dark and stormy night"  (so it's Bulmer-Lytton, sue me lol)

Or the alternative prompts are:

Candy, crow, a length of rope

Or

"When I saw his/her eyes, I just knew that..."

Or

French kiss, French fry, third French object of your choice

Or

Penguin, ventriloquist, rapier

Or

"Are you glad to see me or is that a (fill in the blank) in  your pocket?"

Out of His League Part 10

“I know we do,” Lance said as he kept his gaze on the floor. After what coach Wilkerson just told him he was afraid what else Kip wanted to discuss. He wasn’t naïve to think Kip didn’t have lovers in his past but Coach Wilkerson? That was hard for him to swallow. The man had a fucking finance.

“I’m not going to lie, Lance.” Kip leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees. Lance could see the shame he felt in his posture. “And I won’t use the excuse that I’m young and just made a stupid mistake. I knew full well what I was getting myself into and who I was doing it with. I’m just embarrassed Peter ambushed you out there on the field.”

Lance flinched at the use of Coach Wilkerson’s first name coming out of Kip’s mouth. It was just another reminder of how close the two men had been. Jealousy was never pretty but damn it Lance didn’t want to picture the two being intimate.

“Kip, you don’t have to explain anything to me. I get it.”  Lance combed his fingers through his hair. “But I have to ask is it over between you two? Or is what he said true? Am I just someone for you to play with while you pass the time?”

“God no!” Kip went to his knees in front of him and grabbed Lance’s hands. “What I had with him was nothing like what I have with you.” Kip shook his head. “In the short time we’ve been together I no without a doubt I want you and only you for as long as you will have me.” Kip lifted Lance’s hand to his mouth and kissed the top of his knuckles. “I’m falling in love with you Lance,” Kip said softly.

It was as if someone threw a bucket of ice water on Lance’s head. He’d never had another person beside his parents say they loved him before.

After the initial shock wore off, Lance wrapped his hand around the back of Kip’s neck and pulled him forward. Lance smashed his lips to Kip’s and kissed him with such force he could taste blood from where his teeth bit into Kip’s soft lips.

Kip fisted his hands in Lance’s hair and Lance moaned into the kiss. The urgency to have full body contact Kip had Lance pushing his man to the floor and straddling his hips. The Timber Wolves locker room wasn’t the ideal place for them to make love but he would take what he could get and if that meant only kissing then so be it.

The need for air had Lance pulling away from the death grip Kip had on his hair. He could feel the man’s fingernails against his scalp as he tried to hold Lance in place. He smiled against Kip’s lips and chuckled at his man’s reserve to not let go. Kip raised his hips trying to follow Lances retreat.

“Baby, I think we should take this elsewhere.” Lance detached Kips hands from his hair as he sat up.

Kip sighed his displeasure. “I know but this feels so good and a little naughty.” Lance laughed when Kip winked at him. “Well Mr. Edgerton what do we have here?” Kip palmed the throbbing length behind Lance’s zipper. “Are you glad to see me or is that a very large snake in your pocket?”

Lance chuckled at Kip’s attempts of seduction. “Well you’ll find out soon enough if you play your cards right.” Lance teased. “But seriously I want some privacy when I make love to the man I love,” Lance said the words softly; afraid to say them to loud in case Kip changed his mind and didn’t want him.

“Love?” Kip asked shock clear in his tone. “You love me?”

“I do. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. I just took it for granted you were out of my league and I could never get a man like you.” Lance confessed.

“You’re crazy, Lance. You’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met. I’m the one who isn’t good enough for you but I’m going to spend the rest of our lives proving I can be the kind of man you’d be proud of.”

His heart leapt into his throat at Kip’s words. The rest of their lives was a long time, god willing, for them to be together and Lance couldn’t have been happier.

“How about we call it a draw and just say were great for each other and get on with our relationship with no looking back. I lives together start now.” It felt right for Lance to say that. All their past mistakes and bad choice were just that in the past and they didn’t need it to plague their future.

“I’m totally okay with that,” Kip said with a smile. “I love you Lance.”

“I love you to babe. Now let’s get the hell out of here and go celebrate.” Lance stood up and reached out a hand to help Kip up.

“That is code for sex, right?” Kip teased, a twinkle in his eyes.

“Fuck yeah!”

They quickly showered and got changed. Lance held  the door open for Kip to walk out before him. As they entered the hallway Coach Wilkerson stood leaning against the opposite wall.

“So you two think this will last?” Coach asked.

To be continued

Ashlynn Monroe m/f

Michael Mandrake m/m

Nephylim     m/m

Lily Sawyer      m/m

Sara York     m/m

MA Church   m/m

Victoria Blisse    m/f

Elyzabeth VaLey     m/f

Julie Lynn Hayes  m/m

MC Houle     m/m