LOGINRyker’s POV
The stadium felt alive in a way that made it hard to breathe properly.
It was the final football game of the semester, the kind of match that didn’t just decide a trophy but decided the mood of the entire school going into finals. By Monday, everything would turn into silence, books, stress, and sleepless nights. But today? Today was noise, color, and chaos.
Flags everywhere. Pai
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,
Leo's povThe place everyone called Mason Bridge was not really a bridge.It was just a long covered passageway between two old campus buildings, with cracked concrete underfoot and rusted railings no one trusted enough to lean on. Students gave ordinary places dramatic names all the time. This one happened to stick.I stood there with my cane planted beside me, fingers wrapped around the handle, waiting.The football field was far enough now that the cheers had become nothing more than faint echoes in the night. My speech was over. The applause was over. The performance was over.But the words still clung to me like dirt.My father is a great man.My father inspires me.My father shaped me.Bullshit.Every sentence had slid out of my mouth polished
Ryker’s POVThese past few days have been a complete rollercoaster.Finals were in less than two weeks, and every professor suddenly decided that meant we shouldn’t have a single second of free time.Assignments.Su
Ryker’s POV“He… suspended you?”The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them.The room suddenly felt smaller.Ronaldo sat on the edge of the couch, running his hands through his hair like
Ryker’s POV“Let’s do this all over again,” Professor John Mark said, dropping his casebook onto the desk with a heavy thud.The entire lecture hall went quiet.He slowly removed his glasses, rubbing the bridge
Ryker’s POV“Strip”For a moment I thought I had imagined it.The words hung in the air, heavy and sharp, cutting through the quiet of the Sovereigns’ lounge. My pulse roared in my ears as the command settled into my bones.Leo’s voice was cold.Authoritative.Public.My clothes hit the polished fl







