Vegaspete: College Universe II

Chapter 21

TW: Sexual Content ahead.

"21."

I hate this.

"22."

I can't do this anymore.

"23."

Fuck this.

"24."

I am done with all of this. Including him.

"Come on, you can't even reach 25? Get up, we are gonna start from one, I told you this before, if you stop in between, we are gonna start from square one."

"Vegas, for god's sake, fuck off." I spat as I got up, my legs trembling, it took all my strength to not just fall again.

" Will you say the same thing when someone tries to kill you? That you are tired and can't fight anymore?" He said, sitting on the bench, his eyes devoid of any emotion. Heartless asshole.

" It's my first day, I have not done anything physical in years, how can you expect me to be like you in a day?" I complained, I took a seat on the bench in front of him, his tank top making it difficult to not stare.

" You aren't even trying. And I don't care if it's your first day or not, I need you to learn the basic yet effective self defense in two days." He said, running a hand through his hair, I got distracted by the sight but I snapped out of it quickly, this ain't the time Pete.

" Then atleast answer me, why? What's happening that you are scared out of your wits and being so rough with me?" I asked, tired of him being a stuck up.

" Get back here, we are starting from one." He said, crossing his arms infront of his chest, his forearm muscle flexing in the process, I looked away to not just drool over him.

" Not until you tell me the whole thing." I said, if he is gonna act like a stubborn 5 year old, I am gonna act worse.

" Don't waste time, get up, or I will drag you here and make you do 50 without a break." He threatened, brainless, does he think I am scared of him?

Honestly, I am, a little bit.

" Fuck you and your training, I am out of here." I said getting up and leaving the room that he prepared especially for training, he does his workout here everyday, without a break, and I was dragged here without my own will.

" Oh no you don't."

He pulled my wrist, my chest collided with his, before I could even push him, I was placed over his shoulder, and thrown on the mat, but I am not taking the insult, I pulled him back too, as he fell on top of me, without a struggle of strength, I rolled over and got on top of him, pinning his hands.

" Pete, you are making it more difficult for yourself." He gritted and I knew, I can't hold him back for too long.

But I have his weakness, I knew it very clearly, since day one, his biggest weakness is none other than me, he can do anything and everything, but I, will always be the one he can never overlook.

I closed the gap between us, kissing him with all the pent up feelings, all the anger I felt, the resistance, frustration, and his annoying and stubborn ass. Not to mention, his gym clothes drive me nuts, that's why I don't really come here.

It didn't took him long to melt as he was kissing me back with hunger, his body aligning and giving in, as he was getting more engaged, impatient, and I took the chance, biting his lower lip, as he winced and I slid my tongue in, making him moan, which I guess he wasn't expecting.