WARNING: This gets rather spicy here boys and girls, if you can't handle it, then please do not hesitate to skip this chapter, my friends.
You have been warned.
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The practice field was buzzing with the ongoing training session. The players focused on what was in front of them. Brimming with determination and sweat.
Marcus watched the practice with a slightly eased mind. With Luna in his lap, and Kinsley not dumping him, he managed to calm down.
The two hours had managed to pass in a flash. Its end is indicated by the blowing of the coach's whistle. "Great work ladies, great hustle." She said proudly, high-fiving the players as they jogged past her.
Marcus watched as Kinsley jogged past him and toward the locker room. He was confused by her actions. Raising an eyebrow he looked down at Luna.
The student Kinsley had talked to earlier, noticed Marcus's confusion. And spoke up. "D-don't worry mate, m-my sister does the same, they'll be back out in a minute." He said with a smile.
"Your sister plays for this academy?" Marcus asked.
The student nodded. "Y-yeah, she's the goalie."
Marcus nodded as he fell silent.
"W-who's Kinsley to you?" The boy asked curiously.
Marcus shrugged. "What do you call two people who are more than friends but less than lovers?"
"Complicated," Kira said with a smirk as she approached Marcus, Cora by her side. "But, I bet you don't enjoy things being complicated, do you?"
Marcus narrowed his eyes, his anger rising. "Stay the hell away from me." He said coldly. Luna, sensing Marcus's anger, narrowed her eyes.
Kira raised her hands in surrender. "Hey, I don't mean any harm, I just want to talk to Kinsley a bit, and then I'll be on my way."
Marcus frowned but remained silent.
A minute later, Kinsley arrived. She was hastily dressed in her school clothes, and still moist with sweat. Upon seeing her, Kira smirked. "Did you even shower?"
Kinsley rolled her eyes. "No, I'll shower in my room." She then looked over towards Marcus, a smile playing on her lips. "Are you ready?" She asked.
Marcus nodded as he quickly rose from the bleachers.
"Hey Kinsley, can we chat for a second?" Kira asked with a playful grin.
"Make it quick."
Kira nodded as she gestured for Kinsley to follow her. She sighed but followed nonetheless.
Once they were a good distance away, Kira grabbed Kinsley's shoulder to lower her down to her height.
"What do you want?" Kinsley whispered.
Kira giggled. "You're taking Marcus back to your room right?" She asked, "Will he spend his remaining time there?"
Kinsley nodded. "Yeah, I hope so."
"Has he told you anything yet?"
"No, I hope to pry something out of him though, just enough to know he'll be okay," Kinsley replied.
Kira smirked. "Talking won't work Kinsley, but I know something that will."
"I'm listening."
"You have to do something intimate with him, something that will get him relaxed and well… you know."
Kinsley blushed. "Like we shag or something?" She asked hesitantly.
Kira giggled. "Not exactly, since both of you are total virgins that would only end in disaster." She then paused, studying Kinsley, who was drenched in sweat, and blushing from ear to ear. An idea quickly popped into her head. "You could shower with him." She suggested.
Kinsley's blush deepened. "Shower with him?" She whispered in embarrassment. "Like together?" She asked worriedly.
Kira nodded. "Yes, together." She said with a sigh. "You want to get closer to him, right?" She asked, "This is it, this is how you do it." She explained.
Kinsley hesitated, looking back at Marcus, who held Luna's hand as talked with her. A soft smile played on his lips.
"I don't know, we haven't even kissed yet," Kinsley said worriedly.
Kira frowned. "Trust me. This will work, and if it doesn't then at least you gave Marcus a nice gift before he goes off and fights some eldritch horror."
Kinsley bit her lip, her gaze shifting from Marcus to Kira. "O-okay." She said after a tense moment of silence. "I'll try it, but if it goes wrong I will not let you slide."
Kira giggled as she released Kinsley's shoulder. "You act high and mighty, yet you fear a little skin contact." She teased, pushing Kinsley toward Marcus. "Besides, you might enjoy it."
As Kinsley approached Marcus she was blushing deeply, her eyes wide with embarrassment.
Marcus looked up to see Kinsley nervously approaching him. "Are you uhm, are you ready to go?" She asked him softly, avoiding eye contact.
Marcus nodded. "Uhm, yeah." His voice was gentle but exhausted.
Kira smiled wryly as she reached for Marcus's free hand. Her hand was sweaty, and Marcus could feel her heart racing. Marcus looked up to study Kinsley's face. But he couldn't see it, as Kinsley was walking faster than him.
"Are you ok?" Marcus asked worriedly.
Kinsley ignored him, she seemed to be lost in her thoughts, whispering to herself.
Marcus looked down at Luna, who only shrugged her shoulders.
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It was long before they were back in Kinsley's room.
Marcus sat on the edge of Kinsley's bed with Luna in his lap. Kinsley meanwhile had gone to the bathroom, locking the door behind herself.
The atmosphere was tense and awkward. Marcus was worried that maybe Kinsley was breaking things off after all. He wouldn't be surprised if that was the case, but he really didn't want to add anything else to his plate.
Marcus signed as he gently ran his hand through Luna's hair. "You still love me, right?" He asked playfully. He knew what her answer would be, but he just wanted to hear it.
"Of course I love you," Luna answered almost immediately after he asked. "I love you a lot." She said with a soft giggle.
Marcus smiled as he kissed Luna on the cheek. His lips pressed against her cold skin. "I love you too, more than the world itself."
Luna smiled as she settled in Marcus's lap. Her expression was relaxed.
Just then, Kinsley emerged from the bathroom. There was a towel wrapped around her chest and stopping at her crotch.
Her long brown hair was down, and in her hand was her phone, with an explicit video of a couple in the shower playing.
Marcus felt his cheeks turn hot as he averted his gaze. It had been so long since he'd watched porn he almost forgot about it.
"M-Marcus." Kinsley stammered softly. "I'm only going to ask this once."
Marcus turned his attention back toward Kinsley; he tried his best to avoid looking at her body. But he honestly couldn't resist it. "Yes?" He replied, his gaze lowering downward.
"Do you want to shower with me?" She asked, her voice gentle and soft, yet there was an underlying determination there as well.
Marcus's eyes widened as he gulped down a wad of saliva.
Had he just heard her right?
Decided it was better to be safe than sorry, and he shook his head. "I'm sorry, but what did you just say?" He asked nervously. His eyes locked with Kinsley's.
"I want to shower with you." She repeated. "You're stressed, right?" She asked nervously fidgeting with her phone. "I could…. Fix that, I hope."
Yeah, Marcus had heard her right the first time.
He was a little stunned. This had come completely out of left field, hitting him like a truck from an isekai.
He didn't know how to feel. Suddenly his clouded mind had cleared, and now his entire being was focused on one thing, Kinsley.
Marcus licked his lips as he narrowed his eyes, causing Kinsley to smile as she averted her gaze.
Marcus then nodded as he removed Luna from his lap, gently setting her on the bed. "Marcus?" She said softly, looking up at him.
"I'll be back." He reassured her, giving her hand a tight squeeze before rising up from Kinsley's bed.
Marcus then slowly approached Kinsley. "You mean together, right?" He asked for clarification, before stepping into the bathroom.
Kinsley wordlessly nodded. Leading Marcus to step into the bathroom.
Kinsley looked out to Luna, who had settled in Kinsley's bed. "You have your brother's phone right?" She asked.
Luna nodded, raising it up.
Kinsley nodded as she turned to enter the bathroom, closing the door behind herself.
Stepping inside the sound of running water filled the room. Steam building as it fogged the mirror.
Without much warning, Kinsley began removing her towel. Revealing her toned, naked body to Marcus. If it wasn't obvious before, it was clear now, that Kinsley was definitely a disciplined athlete.
As the towel dropped to the floor, Marcus's heart began racing, his blood flowing all throughout his body.
His breathing grew heavy as he studied Kinsley. Her peachy, smooth skin almost mesmerizing to him.
Though hesitant, Kinsley approached Marcus and began to unzip his jacket. Her eyes widened slightly as she realized he wasn't wearing a shirt. "Where's your shirt?" She asked worriedly.
"Gone," Marcus said softly, still refusing to tell Kinsley anything about what he did.
Kinsley nodded as she continued to unzip his jacket, eventually removing it from him. Revealing his lean and muscular frame. Kinsley blushed deeply as she slowly squatted, grabbing the waist of Marcus' pants and underwear and slowly pulling them down.
Marcus's face grew hot as he looked up towards the ceiling. His heart pounded hard in his chest. He tried tightening his fist to calm his breathing. But as Kinsley slowly made her way down, Marcus realized that wasn't going to work.
"O-oh wow," Kinsley said stammered as Marcus's penis popped up, standing at full mast.
"I'm sorry," Marcus said as he looked down at Kinsley. "I-I can't control it."
Kinsley was blushing deeply as she slowly nodded, continuing to remove his pants. Once they were at his ankles, she rose up and reached a hand to him.
Marcus placed his hand in hers and together they stepped into the shower. The water cascaded down on Kinsley as she stepped under the shower head, while Marcus stood in the back.
Kinsley then grabbed for the soap, slowly lathering it on her hands as she stepped closer toward Marcus, who was nervously staring at her breast.
Kinsley placed her soapy hands upon Marcus's chest. Marcus closed his eyes as he felt her touch. It was a nice sensation…. A woman's touch.
Whether it was the warmth of the shower or the intimacy of the moment, Marcus began to relax a bit.
Kinsley continued to move her lathered hands around Marcus's body starting from his chest and back, before working her way to his arms.
Every few seconds she would steal a glimpse at Marcus's crotch, a smile dancing on her lips as she blushed.
As she worked her way down, Marcus could feel Kinsley getting closer and closer to his most sensitive areas. The anticipation growing within him grew as she continued.
"Now we have to switch," Kinsley said softly. Raising back up.
Marcus hesitantly nodded, reaching for the soap Kinsley reached out to him. He grabbed it, its slippery texture was familiar.
He locked eyes with Kinsley for a moment as the two switched spots. Their bodies gently brush against each other in the small tub.
Now, with Marcus standing under the shower head, and Kinsley standing in the back. Marcus began to lather his hands in soap, before hesitantly placing his hands on her shoulders.
Kinsley moaned softly as he did so causing him to freeze for a moment. Eventually, he hyped himself up enough to continue. At first, his movements were slow and restricted. But after a few seconds, his hands explored freely.
He loved the feeling of her firm muscles under his touch, it contrasted well with her smooth skin. As he continued to rub her body, he could feel Kinsley's gaze. At first, it was reserved but as he continued, she watched him tenderly.
As Marcus went lower, past her curvy hips.
He paused again for the second time. He could feel his cheeks reddening as he eyed her crotch, realizing her vagina was much lower than he anticipated. But as he looked, he felt his heart pounding faster.
Marcus looked up at Kinsley, a nervous expression on his face. Kinsley blushed as she nodded her head. "It's ok." She said softly, "I want you to look."
Marcus gulped.
He looked down and continued to lather Kinsley in soap. Each movement sent his heart racing faster. The sound of it beating in his ears was almost deafening.
The steam from the shower enveloped them. Creating a bubble of intense intimacy.
When Marcus finally finished, he stepped back.
Kinsley smiled at him as she stepped closer, her cheeks flushed not just from the warmth of the shower, but also from the heat of the moment. "Did you like it?" She asked softly, her voice barely audible over the running water.
Marcus smiled. "Yeah, I loved it."
Kinsley giggled like a schoolgirl as she gently pushed Marcus back. She then joined him underneath the shower head. "Let's clean up." She whispered to him, a happy and gentle expression on her face.