روايات بقلم romanceviktor116

Ryker’s POVI was a bad friend.The thought didn’t just sit in my head. It echoed, bounced off the walls of my skull like it had nowhere else to go, like it wanted to be heard, acknowledged, punished.“I’m a bad friend,” I muttered again, this time out loud.Chris and Oliver were still standing across from me, both of them quieter than I had ever seen them. No jokes. No teasing. Just this heavy, uncomfortable silence that felt like it had weight.I dragged a hand over my face and reached for my phone again, even though I had already tried calling Ronaldo twice in the last five minutes.It rang.Once.Twice.Three times.Pick up. Please pick up.The call ended.I stared at the screen like maybe if I looked hard enough, it would change its mind and ring again.“He’s not going to answer right now,” Chris said gently.I swallowed. “I know.”But I still dialed again.This time it went straight to voicemail.Something inside my chest twisted so sharply I had to sit down.“I should’ve been

Ryker’s POVBy the time I made my way back toward the stadium, most of the noise had already died down.The electric buzz that had filled the air earlier was gone, replaced by scattered voices, distant laughter, and the occasional echo of footsteps against concrete. It felt like walking into the aftermath of something big… something I had somehow stepped out of halfway through.Maybe I had.My hands were stuffed into my pockets as I walked, my head slightly lowered, my thoughts louder than anything around me.And then I saw him.Leo.He stood a few feet away, Catherine right in front of him, her face tilted up toward his, her voice animated, her hands moving as she spoke. He looked composed, controlled, like he always did in public.Like nothing ever touched him.Like nothing ever got through

Leo’s POVI kissed Ryker several times on his cheek, his face, his nose, his neck, everywhere my lips could touch.Then I pulled my shirt back over my head.My hair was still damp from the shower we just had, the memory of it clinging to my skin, to my thoughts, to him.The way he moaned when I bent him over in there and fucked his ass till we both visibly shook.Even now, as I looked at him, lying on the ground, clad in nothing but his shirt and his black briefs, I still felt like I hadn’t gotten enough of him yet.And I doubted that I ever would.I pushed myself up from the floor.The joints in my bad leg protested immediately, sharp, biting pain shooting upward like lightning crawling through bone. My jaw tightened, but I kept my face neutral, steady, untouched.Like nothing was happening.

Ryker’s POV“Are you sure you're okay?” I asked again, my voice softer this time, like if I spoke too loudly, I’d somehow make the pain worse.He didn’t answer immediately.Leo was still sprawled on the ground, one arm thrown over his chest, the other resting loosely by his side. His breathing was uneven.“I will be,” he finally said, like it was an afterthought, like pain was something he could simply schedule around. Then he tilted his head slightly, eyes finding mine. “Come here.”Like he hadn’t just collapsed.I frowned, already crouched beside him, but I moved closer anyway, my knees brushing the cold floor as I leaned in. “How badly does it hurt?” I asked, my chest tightening with every second he didn’t give me a real answer.&l

Ryker's pov I let out a gasp, my cock practically jumping in response to his feather like touch.His words echoed in my head making me even harder, even though I didn't think that was possible.He didn't bother warning me before he took my full length in his mouth. I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.My hands immediately went to grip his shoulders to steady myself from falling.He chuckled, while his right hand caressed my waist so tenderly like the thought I might fall apart from his touch alone.He wasn't wrong.His tongue traced my entire length, teasing me, daring me to do something. Then he gripped my cock aggressively and sucked my cap."Le—Fuck" My whole body shook as the room filled with the sound of his mouth pleasuring me–sloppy sounds like he was devouring something whole.I gripped him even tighter “Yes Leo, oh fuck. Yes" I shamelessly meowed in the empty space.His right hand left my cock and went up to my waist again then slowly drifted to my ass cupping m

Leo's pov This was peace.Kissing Ryker didn’t feel like a chore or an obligation. It didn’t feel like something rehearsed, something expected, something staged for an audience that was always watching, always judging.It felt quiet.Like the world had finally shut up for once.Like the expectations had stopped clawing up my neck.But the way this peace came… it left something bitter curling at the back of my throat.I broke it off immediately.“No—wait,” I muttered, my voice rough, my chest rising too fast. My entire body was alive, electric, aching for more, but I forced myself to pull back.Ryker let out the softest sound of protest, something between a breath and a whine, his fingers tightening in my shirt like he could hold me there.God.He was adorable. Everything about him reckoned to me in a way nothing else or no one else has.That alone nearly ruined my resolve.I swallowed hard.“I need you to understand what you’re signing up for,” I said.He pouted his lips were red,