Nicolas intertwined his fingers with Theodore's keeping them under his sweatshirt. His feeble smile widened when his team had lost a point without the block appearing attentive to the attack.
― Hey you kids, focus on the damn game! ― Cried the coach angry.
The two alphas were completely destabilized by paying attention to what Nicolas was doing with Theodore's hand. It would not be necessary to pretend to be masturbating, only the hand of your friend in an unseen place would be enough to provoke.
Milles stared at the captain breathing heavily even though he was in the net. The Alpha did not lead the team as he should, leaving his colleagues completely lost and on the court.
Nicolas arched his brow savoring more and more the pleasure of seeing Milles furious. Even if he did not know the reason for his fury.
― Nico, what are you doing?
The captain did not seem to listen to his best friend, since he did not let go of the eyes of Milles and Gabriel provoking them. Caressing Theodore's hand, he wanted his sweatshirt to move in a strange way. Ah, how tasty it was to see that expression of surprise and disgust in those two.
It was definitely the best thing.
Their movement caused sharp discomfort in both on the court. They hit the court in a failed attempt to pay attention to the damn game, and their eyes always returned to what was happening on the bench. It was like they didn't want to miss a detail between the two omegas.
As Nicolas watched the audience react to his little play, his greed for plucking more than he had ever conquered was greater.
― Hey Theo, has my smell gone down?
Theodore frowned approaching his friend to smell him. Without feeling anything from afar, he leans the tip of his nose on his neck, inhaling his smell. How could those stickers be so effective in a matter of seconds? Theodore was genuinely surprised.
― Decreased, do you feel anything?
Nicolas had denied with his head the moment the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first set. The players left the court going to the banks, and Gabriel came towards the two omegas with his face closed furiously. Unlike Milles who had remained on the court with glazed eyes towards the bank.
Oh how far would the new boy keep the good boy mask? Nicolas knew that his best friend was being honest with his feelings, but would not say the same of Gabriel. He still suspected his intentions, so he would tease him longer.
The other players crowded around the coach to drink water and dry the sweat, resting listening to the coach's grumbling. Gabriel stopped before Nicolas staring at him with that icy look, saying absolutely nothing.
― What was it? Is there a problem? ― Asked Nicolas with his mocking smile for the alpha.
― What do you think you're doing?
Nicolas had looked around pretending innocence when he faced the player again.
― Sitting on the bench watching your pathetic move. What else could I be doing?
― Release him. ― Gabriel growled.
― Make me.
The second presence of an alpha had arrived behind Gabriel. Just to feel his closeness the whole body of Nicolas trembled, and Theodore looked at his friend secretly squeezing his hand under the sweatshirt.
Stickers, fulfill your mission. No way Nicolas wanted to feel that way just knowing that Milles would be around. Soulmate? Declare that alpha yours? Over your dead body!
Why would he throw up the pleasure of seeing that prick so torn up over a fuck? Nicolas was not willing to give up his game, which was more valuable at that time.
Milles had an expression similar to Gabriel's, causing chills in the captain's spine short. Even if his body reacted, Nicolas kept the innocent expression on his face holding the icy gaze of those two.
There's no way he back out.
— Hey Mckenzie! Should you be focused on the team, what was that shame on the court? That's what you wanted to be the captain for? ― Scold the coach without getting attention back. Snorting irritated, the coach left his hands on the waist. ― Howard, enter the court and turn the game.
― Yes sir. ― Answered the little one without averting his eyes from the alphas.
Exactly! Nicolas was someone indispensable no matter the subject. Those two would not get rid of him easily. He would only surrender his friend when he was sure that happiness would be granted to him, otherwise he would keep him under his wings. And as for the blond alpha... well, it was another story.
While the team listened carefully to their coach's instructions, the two alphas stood in front of the omega's staring at the damn sweatshirt. They wanted to take it out to find out what was going on? Nicolas bet they did. They had no idea what was going on under that sweatshirt, but it was enough to make them angry.
Oh heavens, someone holds Nicolas Howard because he wanted to increase the problem.
― Why are they standing here? They should be with the others.
The captain's pin was like a knife in Milles' ears, which took a threatening step towards him.
― Are you making fun of me? Who are you to tease me?
― Tease you? ― Nicolas had a mocking laugh ― Retreat into your insignificance, I'm provoking someone else.
Nicolas tilted his head in the direction of Gabriel, who swallowed dry releasing a loud sigh. Theodore watched that discussion without daring to say a word, but had to let go of his friend's hand and remove it from the sweatshirt taking the same to fold it after hearing the call of the coach.
Gabriel and Milles widened their eyes when they noticed the measly detail of Nicolas' shorts being messy. The captain had followed the eyes of the two smiling as he stood up and adjusted his shirt inside the shorts, hiding his stickers.
Were they really thinking that the two omega would be doing that in a place like that?
― I'm calmer now, thanks Theo.
― Turn that board around.
The indifference of the blonde omega had irritated Gabriel, who rolled his eyes snorting loudly before facing the blonde boy.
― Calmer? What the fuck, Theodore?
Gabriel looked at his eyes with grief for the blonde omega, and the situation between the two could be shaken. That would hurt Theodore, of course the little guy knew that. For this reason he farted Gabriel even with the huge difference of his heights, grabbing his regatta forcing him to duck.
How far Gabriel was willing to go for Theodore?
― You may have kissed my friend, but I'm not going to give Theo to people like you. Because you already have someone to feed your hunger.
― With all due respect, Captain, that's none of your business.
― Ooh, does that mean you're going to assume that you like him? You'd have that kind of courage? Based on what I saw at lunch, I highly doubt you have the balls.
Gabriel moistened his lips with irritated tongue. So he would lose his gentle boy pose? Was your intuition right to warn that the new student was rotten? He thought so. However the dark alpha forced him to drop his blouse and out sit next to Theodore taking his water to drink.
― There's nothing between me and Sadie, I've said it a thousand times.
Opening a smiling, Nicolas arched his eyebrow in a prepotent posture.
— This is not the time to discuss this. ― Punctuated Theodore, looking at Gabriel with all his sweetness ― Do not let yourself be provoked by Nico, he is angry because of the crowd.
Milles had turned his head to the stands having several pairs of eyes on his shoulders intently. Leaving his hands on the waist the alpha lowered his head releasing a tired sigh.
The referee resumed his place and soon called the players to the court. Nicolas warned of the substitution and had positioned himself when Milles approached him holding his wrist.
― What's your deal, runt? Teasing Gabriel like that just out of jealousy?
― I'm a very jealous guy especially when I don't trust the new guy.
― Gabriel is being serious with your friend. Don't bother him.
— I will hinder anyone who is not worthy of my trust. Or did you forget that the hell that Theodore lives was caused by your family?
― If you have a problem with me, deal with me, Captain.
Nicolas's whole face had become dark and cold, pulling his arm to get rid of Milles.
― Very well. Since you want my attention so much, I'll give it to you.
The discussion did not continue for long, the referee soon whistled starting the second set.
― Howard, remember that they are aiming at you. ― Screamed the coach of the banks.
The ball had been raised and the rally had begun. Being in his captain position, Nicolas led the other players without untying the focus of that sphere. The team's defense could do a good job preventing the ball from touching the ground by scoring points. Nicolas, on the other hand, had made use of his height to create a feint and score the first point.