TW: Sexual Content

I was right when I told Beckett this was going to "fucking suck". Having to stay away from him, keep a friendly distance between us has quickly become excruciating and it's only been a day.

Beckett caved and let me spend the night in his bed, but I think he just knew I would have ended up there either way. I don't like to sleep without him anymore and I know he feels the same.

I'm thankful for the game starting soon for two reasons. One; Preston will be here with my stuff and Two; I can be distracted. Think about something other then what I would do to Beckett if I could. Having to stay away from him has kicked my want for him into overdrive and every time I look at him I want to touch him.

"Yo J! Let's go!"

I nod at the guys at the other side of the locker room, they're getting ready to head to the field, but I told Preston I'd meet him outside real quick and I don't want the guys to think I'm trying to tell our plays to my old team.

"I'll catch up!"

The guys shrug and Brody lifts a brow, but I shake my head and he follows the rest of the team to the field. I slip out the door shortly after and Preston is leaning against the wall.

"About fucking time it's cold as balls out here"

I chuckle "you'll survive, you got my shit?"

He pushes himself off the wall and crosses his arms.

"Nah I want to hear it"

Immediately I'm making a face, I have no idea what he's on about.

"Hear what? How annoying you are?"

He shakes his head.

"Tell me how good of a friend I am, seriously this shit I only did because you're my ride or die, so let's here it"

I roll my eyes because he's acting like this is a bigger deal then it is. Although I had considered he might not do it for me, and I was surprised when he did.

"Fine okay, you're the best friend I could ever have and I truly appreciate you taking one for the team. Now can I fucking have it?"

He smirks "there you go, now I'll see you in the field"

He starts to walk away and I groan.

"Hey! I still need my shit asshat!"

He chuckles "oh yeah!"

Suddenly it's being tossed through the air. I catch it luckily and roll my eyes tucking it in my pocket. When I get back to the locker room I toss it in my locker and take off my hoodie to put my gear and my jersey on before running out to join the guys on the field.

Brody walks over when he sees me.

"You good?"

I only shrug "why wouldn't I be?"

Brody nods toward the other side of the field where Fairhurst is gathered. I let my eyes scan the huddle and pick out most of the guys. They've still got a decent team, doesn't look like anyones off for any injuries, but I'm still not worried. Fairhurst and Balton are equal in skill, this should be a good game.

When Beckett walks over to us everyone starts cheering and talking. I just watch. He looks so good all determined and in charge. This is the moment where I wish I could just do what I wanted. Kiss him, but honestly I settle for even just fucking hold his hand.

"You boys ready?"

All the guys cheer before a guy in my auto class chuckles.

"You should be asking Jasper that question it's his old team he could be their trojan horse"

Beckett throws his head back laughing.

"I don't think Jasper came to this school just to win one football game"

Despite disagreeing with the kids stupid theory Beckett still nods at me.

"You ready Jasper?"

I meet his face and hold it grinning.

"I'm ready, maybe I am a Trojan horse"

I wasn't sure if Becketts would get my joke, but he coughs and awkwardly turns back to all the guys clapping his hands. I smirk as he ignore the joke.

"Alright let's get our starting line set and ready"

Once things start moving they don't stop. The game begins and my head is thankfully in the game. Hit after hit, play after play, we're neck and neck the whole time.

Twice I ended up in a dog pile with Preston breathing on my neck and I've tackled pretty much every guy on the team, and yet they're still holding their own. The score has stayed at a steady 2-2 for the last 20 minutes and Becketts already suggested we switch up plays twice. We're running out of options, coach now just has us playing with no real direction aside from scoring a touchdown.

It's another half an hour before the game ends and it only does because we finally got a touchdown. 3-2 it's a good score, one that shows how good the teams both are. I'm happy with it, and so is the rest of the team. They're going around clapping each other on the back, high five-ing, and even some hugs. My eyes land on Beckett and I bite my lip. I don't want to just stand here and look at him, but he catches my eye as I stalk toward him and his widen slightly. I pause my pursuit groaning.

"Why the fuck you groaning for? We just won't the mother fucking game!!"

I force a grin onto my face and the guys are all huddling around Brody and I now cheering again. I join in for a bit before moving away from the group and walking toward Preston whose team is coming across the field likely getting ready to head home.

"Hey man"

Preston nods "good game"

I smirk because Preston's always hated losing, but he's also never lost with me on the other team and I can tell he's trying to be a good sport about it.

I can't hold back my chuckle when I see the pout on his face and reach up pinching his cheek before he can stop me.

"Aww You did your best"

He slaps my hand away hard and glares.

"Mother fucker if you ever do that again I will lay you out!"

He shoves past me shaking his head and grumbling about everything he does for me just to be treated like a child. I follow behind him laughing.

He stops when he makes it to Beckett and nods.

"Beck how's it going?"

Beckett smiles and I force myself to stay planted behind Preston instead of walking over to stand near Beckett.

"I'm good Preston, sorry we beat you"

I roll my eyes "don't apologize to him that's how the fucking game works, not our fault his team isn't as good as ours"

Preston crosses his arms.

"We're just as good thank you"

I have a retort waiting, but Beckett laughs and I'm distracted.

"Preston! Let's go bus is leaving!"

Preston sighs "ugh I gotta go, my mom couldn't get time off to come watch the game so I gotta ride back with the guys"

I sigh and hold out my hand for him to dab up before he leaves nodding.

"I'll see you later man"

He grins "of course you will, I'm sure you'll run out soon"

He winks as he jogs away and I narrow my eyes. Beckett coughs.

"Run out of what?"

His face is one full of concern and I just shake my head.

"Nothing, he's just being an ass"

Beckett doesn't look convinced, but he doesn't get the chance to ask me again because coach comes over and calls him away.

It's another half hour of locker room celebrating before I'm finally able to go back to my own room and shower. I text Beckett as soon as I'm out of the shower and let him know I'm coming to his room. I don't ask, I just go.

When I open the door he yelps and I turn finding him walking out of his bathroom drying his hair with his towel. He doesn't have a shirt on and my eyes darken sweeping down taking in his sweats sitting low on his hips.

"Hey baby"

He blushes and drops his towel over his shoulder.

"what are you doing here?"

I roll my eyes, looking up to meet his own.

"I texted you I was coming over, I've wanted you all fucking day Beckett"

He blushes, but doesn't move when I step toward him. He lets me reach up and rub my thumb over his lip a small gasp slipping between his parted lips. I grin.

"Do you know how hard it's been not being able to touch you?"

He nods squeezing his eyes shut and I realize in that moment Beckett's been wanting me just as much, he's just a better actor. He's better at keeping himself in check.

"You want me to touch you?"

He nods once his lips pressed tightly together. I smirk and dip my head down slightly meeting his lips with my own. At the same time I let my hand find the bulge in his pants and palm him rhythmically.

He responds to my kiss immediately and for the first time ever I feel like I'm fighting Beckett for control. He's groaning and moving his lips against mine just as much as I am to him. His own hand finds my bulge and within minutes we're both grunting and pushing against each other. It's not enough.

I pull away just enough to whisper.

"I want you Beckett"

He goes still and I'm worried he's going to say no. We never outwardly discussed top and bottom, who'd do what. I'd just assumed and now he's not...

Next thing I know Becketts nodding and breathily whispering "yes" while undoing my jeans.

I grin "I love you baby"

He grins against my lips and we pull away for a second as we both discard our clothes. Beckett moves toward his bed before pausing making me groan.

"I d don't have..."

I chuckle and reach down to my pants on the floor pulling out the bottle lube I had Preston bring me.

"All good babe, I'm prepared"

Becketts eyes widen.

"Where'd you get that?!"

I step toward him rolling my eyes, is this really the time to discuss where I got it?

"Preston, now can we..."

He shakes his head.

"Preston?! You had Preston buy you lube?"

I sigh "technically he was buying us lube, now can we make it worth his while and put it to use?"

Beckett groans, but his lips are back on mine a second later.

"I hate you"

I chuckle and push him back toward the bed.

"You love me"

He's on his back and squeezes his eyes shut as I wrap my hand around his length and pump him.

"Ugh I do"

I chuckle and open the bottle squeezing some of the liquid onto my fingers and moving them to his enterance.

Beckett squirms uncomfortably and I pause.

"Beckett, if you're uncomfortable or you don't like it we don't have to"

He shakes his head "do it jasper"

I kiss him hard as I slide my finger inside and he gasps against my mouth before moaning as I move it in and out. I get a steady speed before adding a second finger and stretching him a little.

Beckett thrusts against me and I clench my jaw as I watch him. I want this so badly, but I want him to be ready so I don't hurt him. I keep going before adding a third finger. Beckett reaches up pulling me back down so my mouth meets his own and kisses me before moaning out.

"Jasper please, give me more"

I rip open a condom and slide it on quickly before positioning myself at his entrance and slowly slide inside him, just a little bit. Beckett bites his lip hard and I freeze worried I'm hurting him, but seconds later he whimpers.

"Move"

I slide deeper gritting my teeth as I grip his hips resisting the urge to just thrust deep into him.

"You feel so good baby, so fucking good"

Beckett nods again and with a final slow thrust I'm fully inside. I throw my head back as I sit deep in him.

"Fuck Beckett you feel fucking incredible"

He groans and shifts his hips; a silent request. I slide back out of him before pushing in again slowly groaning as I do. This feeling is unlike any other, every part of sex with Beckett is better. I can't decide if I want to watch him or close my eyes and bask in it. I settle for diving back down and kissing him again. His moans spilling into my mouth.

Beckett grunts and I move faster picking up pace until we're both frantically moaning, until I can't remember where he ends and I start. Our bodies pressed against one another in the most intimate way possible.

It seems like it goes on forever until finally we both finish and I roll off of him my chest heaving with ragged breaths.

"Fuck me"

Beckett laughs "I thought I just did"

I chuckle and move to his side kissing him deeply.

"Nah baby I fucked you"

He laughs and I get up.

"I'm coming right back, don't get up"

He groans "I need to clean myself up"

I smirk "fine but I'm coming with you"

He grins and we end up in the shower for another 20 minutes, Beckett in my mouth for part of it. When we finally get out I kiss his cheek looking at us in the mirror and smile.

"I'll never get tired of making you cum for me"

His cheeks darken and he kisses me in response.

"I love you"

He grins and our lips meet once again.

"I love you too"

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Okay there you go, they did it! And I don't want any criticism because y'all asked for it!

I'm kidding, kind criticism is welcome, but don't be too harsh please. Writing sex scenes stresses me out once they actually get to doing it I'm writing it thinking "is this cringy?" Or "is this good??" Because I don't know. I don't know if it's good, I don't know if it's what you guys wanted, but it's what I got for you. So I hope you enjoyed, I hope you're all satisfied.

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