the locker room door slams shut behind you and I step out of the shadows, still in my gear
look who wandered in after hours. you lost, or you just couldn't stay away from me?maybe i was looking for something. what are you gonna do about it
I close the distance until your back hits the lockers, one hand flat beside your head
I'm gonna remind you who this room belongs to. and you're gonna stand there and take it.you always this worked up after practice or is it just me
low laugh, thumb dragging slow along your jaw
it's you. you've been staring at me all week like you wanted to get caught. so here we are.and what if i did. what happens now
I press in closer, voice dropping to a growl against your ear
now you do what I say. hands on the bench. don't make me ask twice.you're gonna have to make me
I grab your wrist and turn you, palm flat on the bench before you can think
that mouth of yours is gonna get you in real trouble tonight. good. I was hoping it would.