Page 36 of Vexing the Viper

“I do need to tell you something first.” He wrings his hands, looking down at his fingers.

“You can tell me.”

“So, one of the reasons I was such an ass before is because I was starting to realize I was attracted to a human for the first time, and I didn’t know how to deal with it, so I took it out on you. I didn’t want you to know I was turned on by you, so I kept trying to push you away. I’m sorry.” His voice gets soft at the end, as though he’s worried I’m going to be upset.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. All of your feelings are valid, and if you were worried about that, then I’m glad you told me. And got over it?”

“Oh, I’m definitely over it. There was no way I could keep pushing you away.” He smiles while gazing at me.

I give him another soft kiss before taking a deep breath. "But I don't know how your dad–my coach–will feel about this. I don't know if he'll hate it or what, so I want to take your cue on what we should do."

"Well, I've never dated one of his players before, so I can't say for sure whether or not he would be mad." He sits quietly for a few moments, lost in thought. When he offers me a sad smile, I automatically fear the worst. "I think, for now, we keep it a secret. Or not really secret, secret, but something we should at least keep away from him." I don't say anything, so he rushes out, "At least for now."

"Okay." There's no point in arguing with him. He knows his dad better than I do, and I’d rather not get on my coach's bad side. I can't risk being benched before the season even starts.

"Are you okay with that?"

"I really don't have a choice. Plus, if that means we can get to know each other better, and I can date you, then I'll do what I have to."

"This is so weird." He laughs, pushing at my chest. Laying back on the couch, I stretch out, letting Niko crawl on top of me. Raising my eyebrow, I wait for him to tell me what's so weird. "Just this. Me and you. I didn't expect this when I first met you."

"You mean when you hated me instantly? Yeah, I wouldn't have thought we would have ended up here either."

"Oh, my Medusa," he squirms in my arms, hiding his face in the crook of my neck. "I'm still so sorry about all of that."

"I know you are. Also, can I say something?"

"Go ahead."

"I really like when you call me Kingston."

"I do, too."

17

NIKO

Scrubbingmy body with my strawberry scented body wash, I close my eyes when my hand reaches my dick. I woke up this morning hard and aching, but King was nowhere to be found, so I'm going to have to take care of this myself. I grasp onto my cock, pulling roughly while my other hand pulls on my balls.

A gust of wind hits my back, and I screech when the shower curtain flies open. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I breathe a sigh of relief when I see King standing outside the shower.

"Can I help you?" I sass, turning around so King can get a good look at my ass. I have a fucking great ass, and I may be a little mad we haven't done anything besides a couple of hand jobs before passing out cold in bed.

"I went to grab you a Mummified Iced Mocha from Mummy Mocha, and when I got back to the room, you were already up and out of bed."

"You got me a coffee?" If my eyes could change from slits to hearts, all he would see would be hearts flying out at him. Myvipers are slithering wildly in the water, but start to settle down once they realize we’re no longer alone.

"I did, but then I heard the water running and I knew it wasn't Mateo as I passed him when I was walking in. So, I thought I would come and convince you to getoutof the shower, but now that I see your fucking glorious body on display for me, I'm wondering how I can keep you in here. And if I can join you."

"Oh." I pant heavily, the image of a naked King joining me running through my head. "You should absolutely join me. I would love that very much."

King steps back away from the tub, shoving his shorts down his legs. My eyes track down his body from his furry happy trail to his gorgeous cock that's slowly thickening under the attention. I continue my onslaught, my eyes dragging down his thick thighs and muscular calves. "Fuck, you really do work out a lot, huh?"

King chuckles as he steps into the shower. "I do have to exercise every day, but I've never been more glad of that until right now."

"Because I can't stop ogling you?"

"Exactly." He steps under the water, getting right into my personal space. "I've never had anyone who looks at me the way you do: as though you would eat me if given the chance."

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