Opposites attract

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A/N: This has been requested by Life_is_a_bitxh

I'm really sorry it took me forever to do this! I hope you don't hate me!

Fletcher Gray.

The type of guy that dominated the room where he was. He was your typical jock. He was tall, well built, and popular.

Me? I preferred to be a fly on the wall. In fact I was just a fly on the wall.

But this tall, gorgeously handsome, boy was all mine.

Everyone knew we had been dating but no one dared pick on me about it since I was dating the same Fletcher who everyone adored.

Now although Fletcher was a big hot shot he never raised his hands or voice toward me. He was gentle and sweet. He spoiled me, a bit too much if I wanted to be honest...

When we started dating it was a shock to a lot of people, including myself.

You see because Fletcher was good looking and super popular, many people wondered why a nerd like me would of ever caught the eyes of someone so amazing.

Fletcher had approached me two months ago, asking if I'd go out with him. I was shook to say the least. I mean he was way out of my league! But I didn't want to say no because I did have a major crush on the guy. After our first date I realized the boy didn't just have the looks but he also had so much charm.

He constantly bought me stuff and told me how adorable or beautiful I looked. He was constantly making me blush.

Surprisingly after getting to know Fletcher I had come to really love him. I helped him do his homework too by explaining things to him and he would do this cute smile before he laughed when I finally helped him to get the right answer. It still makes my heart pound when he does it.

And oh god when he bits his lip! Mm! Those were the best! He'd get this silly  idea in his head and he'd bite his lip, tilting his head down to look at me before smiling. He was so sexy! I couldn't get over it.

But come to find out he's actually really smart too so he never really needed my help. When I found this out I confronted Fletcher and he explained he just liked seeing me happy.

I've asked him so many times why he picked me, why he stayed with me. He said it was because I was the most sexiest thing he'd ever seen and that because I was such a dork about the most simplest of things that he fell in love with me.

I didn't believe him. Me? Sexy? As if!

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"What are you thinking about?" Fletcher asked, leaning in and pressing me up against the library bookshelf. I hummed, pushing the thought away. "Nothing... why?"

Fletcher smirked and grabbed my hips. "You know... you look so cute when you're spaced out like that." He whispered before kissing my cheek.

"As if! You're the one acting like a model!" I retort back.

"Shh!!" Someone angrily shushed from somewhere in the library. We laughed and pulled apart.

We had only been dating for 2 months. Well almost 3 months. But nothing had changed in the way we interacted.

To be honest I felt like I wanted a bit more out of the relationship. Don't get me wrong. I loved what we had. It was fun to be the true me around him. He brought out a side to me no one would ever get to see but...

Would we ever truly be ready to take the next step? I feel like I lack in some areas. I may be as tall or slightly taller than Fletcher but he was more muscular. Of course he'd be nicely toned, he was in sports after all. I stayed home with my nose in my book most days.

I'd probably just be embarrassed the whole time because we're so different!! That is if we ever took that next step. Do initiate it or does he? I'm so confused. This is why I hate relationships. They make you worry about these stupid little things.

"Come on let's go back to class. It's only first hour anyways. We can't be skipping class yet." He smirked and pulled away. He bent down, picking up our bags.

I bit my lip, instantly already missing the closeness.

"Oh yeah, here!" He pulls out his jersey, handing it to me.

"I want you to wear it. Since everyone knows we're dating I thought it was about time I'd let you wear it during games and stuff."

Ah! I looked up at Fletcher, shocked. He really wants me to wear his jersey?!

I break into a smile. "I'd love to wear it!" I reach out and hugging Fletcher.

He hugged me back. "Shhh!" Someone angrily shushed us once more. I pulled away, giggling quietly and slipping the jersey on over top my shirt.

"Does it look good?" I asked excitedly, looking down at it as it seemed to swim on me.

The bright blue numbers against the bright white seemed so shiny and new. Number 4... it's just become my new favorite number! I held it out, beaming up at Fletcher.

"Maybe you shouldn't wear it after all..." I hear Fletcher sigh. Huh? I look at him, concerned that maybe he didn't like it on me but when my eyes fall to his face I can see him hiding his face behind his hand as he blushed.

I blushed harder because of this. I've never seen Fletcher blush before!! 

"What's wrong?!" I asked, pulling his hands away. He looked at me, pulling me in. "I'll get jealous of you getting stared at by everyone..." he whispered. What? What's he mean by that? Do I look silly in his big jersey or something?

"You don't like the jersey on me?" I ask. He shakes his head. "That's not it... more like I like it too much..."

Ah! I blush. "Idiot... everyone already knows I'm yours. Isn't that the point of the jersey?"

Fletcher stays silent, not really liking the idea of letting me walk around in his jersey I guess...

"Come on, I wanna wear your jersey! If you think it's too much then give me your jacket so I can cover up if I need to."

Fletcher sighed and shrugged off his jacket, draping it around my shoulders. "Don't make me regret this. Anyone who stares at you in anyway will—"

I lean in kissing him. "They won't!" I reassure him.

Then I quickly grab my bag and run off to class.

The day takes forever. It seemed so slow. I bounced my leg, writing down any type of answer. It was finally last class period. Just a few more minutes and I'd be able to see Fletcher. I was planning on spending the weekend at his house for the first time! I was so excited! I was only able to convince my parents to let me do this because I explained that the game tonight might take too long and that driving in the dark wasn't a good idea especially since I would have to drive their vehicle.

Finally after all my excuses they agreed.

The bell rung and I bolted out of my seat, handing the teacher my paper and running to my locker.

"So you get to wear his jersey... took him long enough. He gave me his jersey in 2 days of us dating..." Melinda sneered as she walked past me on the way to her locker.

I sighed and unlocked my own locker.

Yeah... fletcher use to date the popular girl at our high school too. Everyone said they looked great together and after hearing this all through out middle school I guess Fletcher gave in because for all of freshman year he dated her.

It was kind of saddening. That he gave her his jersey so quick... it made me feel like I still wasn't good enough...

I grabbed my bag after putting everything inside and scanned the hallway for Fletcher. After lunch fletcher told me he wouldn't be able to walk me to my classes as he would have a football meeting and then he had to have teachers sign things so he could get out early last period for his football meeting.

I don't really know, all he said was he wouldn't be able to walk with me. Which is why I was so eager to meet up with him after last period ended.

I've already grown to miss him when we're not together 24/7. I'm so pathetic...

I didn't see him though so I adjusted my glasses and hugged my backpack to my chest. Maybe his meeting ran long?

I then see another football player walk past and I stop him. "Hey where is Fletcher?" I ask. He looks at me. "Fletcher? I'm not sure, he's probably still in the locker room, talking with coach." Ah! I smile. "Ok. Thanks!"

I hurry off. Once at the locker room I stop, taking a breath and reaching out. Would it be okay to enter? What if something serious is going on? Ah but at the same time I want to see Fletcher so bad. No! I'm gonna just go in!

I turn the handle swing the door open but there is nothing but guys half dressed everywhere.

My heart beats faster as I panic. Ah this is so embarrassing!!

I scramble to find a corner as a swarm of sweaty dudes pass by. My eyes frantically searching for Fletcher. But I can't find him!

Suddenly I'm shoved out of the crowd of men into the showers. Which is worse because everyone is buck ass naked.

Ah!!! I try to cover my face, my whole body now hit and red. This was a horrible mistake I should have never of came in here!!

I spy a changing room sort of thing with a curtain on it and make a dash for it.

Once out of sight of everyone I frown and cover my face. Definitely never coming in here aga—

"Jay?"

Ah?! I turn around and come face to face with a naked Fletcher. God he looked so amazingly gorgeous!!

"Jay? What... what are you-?"

Oh shit um! I turn away slightly. "I-I just came to f-find you I-I didn't realize— um..."

Shit how can I control myself now?!

"I'll be done in a few minutes if you want to wait outside."

Huh?! I turn back to him. "I'm not traveling through that horrible sweaty mass of dudes again!" But I make a mistake of looking at Fletcher and my eyes go straight to his package.

Fuck what is wrong with me?!

"Fine then turn around while I rinse off." He states. Ah... I look away, embarrassed.

What do I do??!

Fletcher begins to rinse off and I began to notice I can't look away. His tones body, his perfect lips, his eyes are closed as he dries off his face with a towel. His nice v-like inviting me in. His butt was round and— fuck I can't take it anymore. I'm suddenly grabbing the towel and pushing Fletcher up against the wall as I kiss him.

My lips are moving hungrily against his and he's shocked to say the least. My hands leave his wrists to grope his body, grabbing at his hips.

He moans and I can feel myself getting hotter and hotter.

He breaks the kiss by tilting his head slightly. His face is red and he's panting a bit. "Jay what are you doing we're in the showers!" My vision was hazy with lust at this point. I lean in nipping at his neck. "I know but I can't hold back any longer!"

Fletcher is blushing more now and the sight of it is making me even more aroused. He glances down before he speaks. "Ok but only touching. Any further and people will notice!" He worriedly states. I smirk. "Fine by me." I huff before leaning in for another kiss.

Fletcher responds back now, our tongues battling each other. Soon my hands are itching to fondle his ass and so I snake them down and being squiring those delicious cheeks of his. He moans out into my mouth. I pull back, a devious smirk playing on my features. "Shh."

He blushed and gives me a small glare. "But you're being unfair touching me like that!" He whispers. I smirk more. "You said touching was okay though." Fletcher let a small pout dawn his features and I smirked more, leaning in to kiss him much more deeply.

I didn't know what such a beast in me lived but he had come out, fully awakened by my partners utter sexiness.

The steam of the locker room must be clouding my senses. I'm soon placing my thigh in between his and pushing upwards. He pulls away from the kiss to cover his moan. God he's so sexy right now! "Turn around." I state. He looks at me, confused. I smiled. "Turn around, promise I'm only going to touch." He warily turned around and I kissed the name of his neck, leaning up against him.

He pants and places his hands up against the wall. I smirk and reach around, stroking him. He bites his lip to stop the moan. I feel bad, not wanting him to hurt himself so I use my freehand to place inside his mouth so he is biting my fingers instead.

"Don't hurt yourself baby." I whisper out. His face is really flushed by now and he closes his eyes. I smile, continuing to kiss his neck and stroke his hard on.

I can feel his legs begin to shake ever so slightly and drool began to slip out of his mouth as he sucked on my fingers. He was feeling it. My pride swelled in that moment. Knowing he was getting pleasure from me gave me pleasure too. I began to rub myself against his ass at the same time I stroked his front.

His head fell against the wall and he hitter himself out. Oh he must be really liking it.

He was all mine. There's no way I could stop now. Even as he came in my hand, shuddering against my body I found it all the more arousing. "No good, I want more." I pant out, my voice a deep whisper. He turned his head to me, shocked. "N-no you can't!"

I smirked. "You're being unfair baby, let me have my fun too." I whisper. His eyes widen and he blushed. I chuckle. I love you Fletcher.

A/N: Okay so yeah I know it's probably really shitty but it's the best I could do under the new trope of nerd submissive turns dominant against his jock boyfriend. It's the first of its kind for me so sorry if I totally sucked! Also thanks to everyone who had supported me and read and voted for my stories. You guys are getting me through this quarantine so I hope my stories help pass some time for you all as well! I can't wait to be around people again and I'm the most introverted in my friend and family group 😂 okay okay until next time my lovelies!

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