LOGIN𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐭I shouldn't have been here.Somehow I'd ended up in front of Malakai's door anyway, standing in the hallway of his dorm building like I had every right to be there, when in reality anyone could walk past and see exactly what this looked like. A coach standing outside his player's dorm at this hour. I'd pulled a cap low over my eyes on the drive over, some half-formed instinct telling me it might buy me a little cover if the wrong person spotted me in this hallway. I knew how it looked regardless. I didn't care, not right now.A door down the hall opened, and I stepped instinctively closer to Malakai's, heart jumping before I registered it was just a couple of students heading out with their laundry baskets, too caught up in their own conversation to spare me a second glance. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding, feeling ridiculous about how much two strangers with a hamper had just made my heart leave my chest.I raised my hand toward the doorbell, then
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐭"Beck, can we talk?"I turned at the sound of his voice, already bracing myself before I even fully faced him. "What is there to talk about, Alister?"He'd just come out from the clerk's office, right after signing his own marriage certificate, a process that had dragged out nearly thirty minutes past when it should've started. He should've been long gone by now, celebrating somewhere, not standing in the middle of the courthouse lobby trying to catch me before I made it to the exit.A clerk called someone else's name over the intercom. Somewhere behind us, a kid was crying about something, and a woman kept shushing him without much success. None of it seemed to register with Alister at all.He'd just gotten married, and here he was chasing me down before the ink even had time to dry."I just wanted a minute." He said it easy, like nothing about today had been remotely significant."You have a minute, apparently, on your own wedding day." I crossed my arms, unwilling t
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐭I was still stuck in the shower, on the way Malakai looked at me like I was something worth memorizing.The way his voice had gone low and rough right before he stepped out and left me standing there alone, ache still sitting heavy and unresolved in my chest all morning, no matter how many times I told myself to focus on literally anything else, when a voice cut straight through it."Earth to Beck."I blinked, and Katherine's face appeared in front of me, hands on her hips, clearly not for the first time saying my name.She'd texted me that morning asking me to come down to the courthouse, some quick message with three exclamation points and a ring emoji that told me exactly what kind of energy I was walking into before I even read the rest of it. She wanted me there for the actual signing, apparently, since she was marrying a guy she'd known for less than two months and had decided, somewhere along the way, that this was the one, no doubts, no hesitation, the whole th
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐭My hand was still wrapped around my dick.I looked at Malakai, he was completely naked and his eyes were dark like he wanted to eat me alive. He did not say anything for a long time, he just looked at my hand then he looked at my face. "You didn't finish," Malakai said. His voice was so low, that it almost sounded like a growl. I felt a shiver go down my back. I wanted to tell him to leave, I wanted to tell him that he was too drunk but my body did not care about that, only cared about the way he looked."Get out, Malakai," I said, finally finding the words."Why?" he asked."You're drunk, I told you. We aren't doing this."Malakai smiled. He did not move toward the door. Instead, he moved his hand down. He grabbed his own cock. It was big and thick, I could see the veins running along the side of it as he started to stroke himself, slow and steady. He did not take his eyes off mine."I'm not that drunk," Malakai whispered. "I can see you and I can see how much you
𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐭I don't remember deciding to kiss him. One second he was on his knees in front of me, saying please don't push me away again in a voice that broke something loose in my chest, something I'd been holding tight for days without even realizing how tight, and the next his mouth was on mine, and mine was on his, and neither of us seemed interested in figuring out how we got there.I'd pulled him up off the floor without really thinking about it, just reacting to the sound in his voice, the way it broke on the last word like it had cost him something to say.Like admitting he needed me was harder for him than almost anything else, harder than I think he had ever let anyone see before tonight. And then he was standing, and I was still holding onto his jacket, and somehow the distance between our faces disappeared before either of us decided to close it.We stumbled back toward the apartment door together, a tangle of hands and mouths and bad footing, his fingers finding thei
𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒊I'd been angry since the hallway. Since Beckett stood there and told me we needed distance, like that was just something you could decide on your own and expect the other person to accept without a fight.Like I was some inconvenience he could just table for later whenever it suited him, whenever things got too complicated for him to handle.I was tired of this. Whatever this even was, the back and forth, the on and off, the constant push and pull that left me guessing which part of him I was going to get on any given day. Some days he looked at me like I was the only thing in the room worth paying attention to, other days he barely met my eyes.I wasn't asking for some big romantic gesture. I wasn't trying to sweep him off his feet in front of the whole team or make some grand declaration he wasn't ready for, though I wouldn't have minded doing exactly that if he ever let me, if he ever gave me an opening wide enough to try. I just wanted to actually know him. No


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