Romans & histoires Pucking Around With The Captain

I'm so near, yet so out of reach. I crack a punch down his jaw and the pain that goes through my hand makes me hiss. "Fuck!" I shake my hand and fingers furiously to get them numb while I direct a glare at the captain "Is your jaw made of fucking iron? How am I the one in pain?" Captain Pem stares at me, bewildered. His hand rises slowly to touch his jaw, and when he does, I see him wince. My punch did hurt him. Hah, good to know.

I looked up at him, trying to read his face, see if this was a joke. It wasn’t. His expression had softened, but there was still that hunger. That weight. “I—” I started, then stopped. Swallowed. “Yeah. Okay.” “Good boy,” Captain said with that crooked, cocky smile of his, the one that curled at the edges like he’d just won a bet. Like I was a prize he’d known he’d win eventually. What the hell was it with him and knowing exactly how to rattle me with two words?

Coach barked after I missed a clean pass. I didn’t answer. “Eyes up!” he snapped. I skated back into position, jaw tight, chest burning with irritation that had nowhere to go. Lyon skated up beside me during a water break, nudging my shoulder with his glove. “You good, man?” “Fine.” “That’s your third ‘fine’ today.” I shot him a look. “Drop it.” He raised both hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Just don’t bite my head off.”

When the ref drops the puck, the game officially turns into a battle between our speed and their experience. Every time I try to sprint past a defender, hulk-guy who I'm finding out is their captain is already there. It’s frustrating. I’m skating as hard as I can, my heart thumping against my ribs, but the alumni move the puck in perfect circles. They don't even look winded.

"I’m just not in the mood for the theatrics tonight. Leave it." "I can't just 'leave it,'" she countered, stepping closer, her scent—sweet, too much and cloying filling my senses. It was a suffocating smell. "We aren't the only ones playing, and if we sit this out, people will talk. Do you have any idea how embarrassing it would be if the captain and the dean's daughter lost their spot because you decided to have a tantrum? Just play the part, Knox. You’ve done it a thousand times before."

“Not our problem to worry about. Winning is. Let’s try focusing on that.” I hate myself for the brown-nose strategy I just bullshitted to the other players. This is what the team captain title does to you. For the next two hours the guys grumble and let off steam. Their comments make me laugh at times and grumble along with them at others. The word “pussy” comes up more than once and I don’t like where it takes my mind. To admit I have the hots for another player is just wrong, and somehow I need to get the thought of our new kicker’s pussy out of my head entirely. We’ll see if she makes it past day one. I can always approach her when she’s no longer on the roster.

"Not our problem to worry about. Winning is. Let's try focusing on that." I hate myself for the brown-nose strategy I just bullshitted to the other players. This is what the team captain title does to you. For the next two hours the guys grumble and let off steam. Their comments make me laugh at times and grumble along with them at others. The word "pussy" comes up more than once and I don't like where it takes my mind. To admit I have the hots for another player is just wrong, and somehow I need to get the thought of our new kicker's pussy out of my head entirely. We'll see if she makes it past day one. I can always approach her when she's no longer on the roster.

Even in the nick of time, the captain can be insulting. “Then why are you even here? Taking the Gori-gori with the only four of you—no, the three of you—” the captain pointed at them except Rina. “—and you who are not even a Bronze level pathfinder… Useless!! You’re just going to screw us and we’ll have to deal with your dead body later. Go home, kids.” The captain finally said. Then he turned around to leave again, but Jai held him firm. “Let us help you.” Jai said.

"Um...that, I'm waiting for an invitation. Am I disturbing you?" "Fine, it's up to you!" He said as he stepped towards the dispenser while carrying his cup. This quiet atmosphere feels even more awkward when you're alone with someone like Gavin, who is known to be very difficult to approach. "I heard that the captain has been a thug for years and even became the leader of the thugs on the outskirts of town. Many have claimed to be victims of the robberies that he and his men did, until finally the captain and his group got into trouble with the famous mafia in this city. Captain assaulted that mob boss nearly to death, because of which he was jailed for several years."