Requested by ghostwriter3456: Tom is the head footballer from his and Y/N's school. The opposite starts flirting with Y/N to piss Tom off, which ends in a fight. They have a few minutes to cool down and Tom and Y/N take the time to hook up in the locker room.

I stood next to Tom, his arms crossed over his chest and my lip in between my teeth as we watched the school bus driving towards our school with the rest of the football team.

"Isn't this the school that had a player who almost broke Haz's leg during the last game?" I mumbled to my boyfriend.

"Yup. This could be interesting." he sighed, making me return it and bite my lip as the bus stopped in front of us. Tom and I were in our last six months of college, and we'd been together since the last year of high school. The whole time that we'd been together, Tom had been the captain of the school football team and I'd been the captain of the cheerleader squad. We were quite the cliche high school couple, but we loved it. Today was just another game against another school, the issue was the players. They had gained a reputation among our players for playing dirty and for always picking fights, which had been backed up when one of them had tackled Harrison so harshly on the last game that he'd nearly ended it with a broken leg. This team was looking for trouble, and we all knew it. The door of the bus opened and the smug-looking assholes sauntered off of the bus, all of them looking at us and the school in disgust as they filled off. The one who looked to be the captain got off, his gaze immediately going to me as he stepped onto the gravel. His lips curled into a smirk as he skimmed his eyes up and down my body.

"I'm Kyle, the captain of this team. Amazing to meet you." he smirked as he reached his hand out to me. My eyes widened slightly, a scoff leaving my lips. Was this arrogant cunt really expecting me to shake his hand, especially when he was flirting with me right in front of my boyfriend?

"Amazing to meet you too. I'm Tom, the captain of this team." Tom smiled sarcastically, making me chuckle and shake my head at him as he gave the guy his hand instead to shake. He scoffed and looked Tom up and down before looking back at me.

"And who is this? You know, the girl that I was actually asking." he nodded. Tom clenched his jaw and stared at the guy, making me scoff and look at him.

"I'm Y/N, the captain of the cheerleader team. And Tom's girlfriend." I stated. He raised his eyebrow and looked between us.

"Oh. Didn't realise that she was spoken for." he shrugged.

"Well, she is. I do hope that it won't be a problem." Tom smiled sarcastically again. Kyle smirked and bit his lip, his eyes once again skimming up and down my cheerleader-uniform-clad body as he clearly checked me out. This fucking guy.

"Why would it be?" he chuckled.

"You tell me." Tom nodded. He let his smirk widen and he shook his head as he headed off to join the rest of his team.

"What the holy fuck was that?" Tom spat as he followed the guy with his gaze.

"You know what that team is like, Tommy, he was just trying to get a rise out of you. Distract you before the game." I sighed.

"Well, it worked. I can deal with trash talk, I can deal with him being an asshole, but flirting with my girlfriend right in front of me? Fuck that guy." he snapped.

"Tommy, look at me." I spoke as I took his face into my hands and made him look at me. He sighed.

"I know that you're annoyed, and you have every right to be. But use that to win the game, yeah? He wins twice if you let him distract you enough for them to take it." I nodded. He sighed again and returned the nod.

"Yeah, you're right. Sorry, darling." he mumbled.

"You have nothing to be sorry for." I reassured. He nodded and gave me a small smile, making me return it as I leant up and kissed him.

My cheerleaders and I jumped up and down, cheers leaving our lips and our hands frantically waving our pom poms about as Tom and the rest of the team ran out onto the football pitch. Tom looked at me and winked as he jogged, making me smirk and blow him a kiss as the other team started to run out seconds later. And to my utter shock, Kyle did the same thing as Tom had done. He looked at me and winked, my eyes widening and all of the heat in my body rushing to my cheeks as I harshly blushed. But not in a good way. I flipped him off, making him smirk and shake his head as he started to warm up. I looked at Tom and sighed, my boyfriend's stone-cold face, clenched jaw and eyes staring daggers at the smug asshole telling me that he'd seen him wink at me. And he wasn't happy. The whistle blew, the ball getting passed to Tom immediately. He started to dribble it, his eyes searching for other players on our team that he could pass to. But he was too busy doing that to notice Kyle running towards him. The smug dickhead kicked the ball from between Tom's legs, making my boyfriend clench his jaw as Kyle took off towards their goal with it. He scored the goal effortlessly, making us all sigh in defeat as the other school cheered and whooped. He looked at me and smirked, making my eyes widen again as he winked at me once more.

"Hey, what the fuck was that, asshole?" Tom spat as he pushed Kyle's chest with his hands.

"Oh, no." I mumbled, seeing what was coming from a mile off as I started to rush towards the pair of them.

"What, me scoring, or me flirting with your girl and you not being able to stop it?" he smirked.

"That's it." Tom snapped as he raised his closed fist.

"Woah, woah!" I exclaimed, getting in between the guys just in time and putting my hands on Tom's chest to push him back.

"What's going on here, boys?" The referee scoffed.

"This asshole won't stop flirting with my girlfriend." Tom nodded as he stared daggers at Kyle and I continued to hold him back.

"Or you're just being a sore loser. And who wants to fuck a sore loser?" he cooed.

"Fucking say that again, dickhead." Tom spat as he lunged for him again, my body being the only thing between the pair of fighting boys.

"Woah, okay, stop. Tom, take five minutes to cool down, we don't allow this type of behaviour in games." The referee shook his head. His eyes widened.

"But he started it-."

"You either take five minutes now, or I'll be banning you from playing in the rest of the match." he warned.

"Babe, please, he's really not worth this." I sighed. Tom clenched his jaw and returned the sigh, his nostrils still flaring in anger as he shot daggers at Kyle.

"Fine." he mumbled before taking my hand. I sighed and followed him off of the pitch as he pulled me along gently by my hand.

"Tom, what was that?" I sighed as Tom stormed into the boys' locker room and I followed him in.

"What that was was me not putting up with some smug cunt constantly flirting with my girlfriend. I wasn't going to stand there and do nothing whilst he winked at you and checked you out." he shook his head as he paced the floor.

"Okay, but now he's got you all riled up and angry, and you weren't channeling it into your football. You're angry and it's got nowhere to go." I scoffed. He stopped pacing and looked at me.

"I know where it could go." he nodded. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion at what he meant, but his eyes started to darken, making my heart leap and my mind catch on as I realised what he meant. I was about to be fucked into next week.

"Do it." I returned the nod. A smirk immediately curled onto his lips, making me return it as he rushed towards me. He took my face into his hands and leant down to smash our lips together. I returned the kiss, my hands raising to hold his face as his hands moved to tightly grip my hips. He slipped his tongue into my mouth to deepen the kiss, making me smirk into it as we started to make out feverishly. I squealed against his lips, making him return the smirk as he lifted me up and lay me down on the bench behind us before crawling over me.

"You're mine, sweetheart, you hear? Your beautiful body, beautiful face, beautiful mind, beautiful everything, all mine, okay?" he practically growled as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to start sucking on my neck.

"I'm all yours, Tommy." I breathed out. He smirked against my skin, his lips quickly kissing down my body over my cheerleader dress as he moved down the bench. I propped myself up on my elbows so that I could see him, the space in between my legs now soaked in anticipation as Tom kissed down my stomach and his hands moved underneath my skirt to start pulling my panties down.

"Tommy, please hurry, we don't have long." I gulped as he chucked my panties onto the floor before putting my legs over his shoulders.

"Don't worry, love. I'll treat you right." he smirked before leaning down and attaching his lips to my clit. My eyes fluttered shut, quiet moans starting to slip my lips at the feeling as his tongue started to kitten-lick my pussy.

"Fuck." I breathed out as I lay back down against the bench, my hands moving down to start tugging at his curls as his lips started to suck on my clit.

"You taste so good, sweetheart, fuck." Tom hummed into me.

"It feels so good too, babe." I smirked. He returned it, his arms curling around my legs and pulling me further against his mouth as he eagerly ate me out. Moans left my lips, every suck of his lips and flick of his tongue making the knot build in my stomach as I reveled in the pleasure. I arched my back off of the bench, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as his tongue dipped in and out of me, every movement working me perfectly as he pushed me towards my orgasm.

"Tommy, don't stop, please." I choked as I looked down and almost moaned at the sinful sight of his curly head buried in between my thighs.

"Don't worry, darling, I'm not stopping until you're there." he smirked, making me return as one of his hands planted itself flat against my stomach to hold me down. I gasped, my eyes squeezing shut as he gently pushed a finger into me using his spare hand.

"Fuck!" I cried out, Tom's hand on my stomach rushing up to cover my mouth instead.

"Shh, love. Can't have anyone hearing what we're doing." he cooed into my clit, making me choke against his hand as he continued to pump his finger in and out of me. Him fingering and eating me out, plus his hand silencing me, all threw me towards my orgasm, the knot now so tight in my stomach that it was getting uncomfortable. Until it broke.

"Fuck!" I yelled out again, but it went straight into Tom's hand as my orgasm hit me. My legs shook over his shoulders, my back arching off of the bench and my hands pulling on Tom's curls as the waves of pleasure washed over me. I sighed out as my body came down from the high, my back relaxing against the bench again as Tom gently removed his finger and lips from me. I looked down at him as he crawled back up my body, his lips kissing back up my stomach through my dress as he moved up.

"How's that anger?" I smiled, making him smirk and lean down to start kissing my neck again.

"Gone. But now I'm horny, and just want to have sex with you." he nodded. I laughed and shook my head as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my skin once again.

"You still on the pill, love? Because I don't have a condom." he hummed into my neck.

"Yes, we're covered, please, I need you." I begged.

"Fuck, you sound so hot begging, sweetheart." he moaned, making me smirk as he got his rock hard dick out of his shorts before gently pushing into me. Quiet sighs and moans left both of our lips at the feeling, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as my head lulled back.

"Jesus." I choked as Tom curled his arm underneath me to pull me into his chest.

"You feel so good, darling, shit." he moaned into my skin before starting to thrust into me. My back arched at the feeling, quiet moans radiating from both of our lips as he started to fuck me. He gradually picked up the pace, his hips soon snapping against my thighs as he fucked me. His hand raised to hold my leg around his waist, his other hand gripping the edge of the bench next to my head so that he was supported as his thrusts into me got harsher. By this point, moans were freely leaving both of our lips, the sound of our skin slapping together bouncing off of the walls as he fucked me harshly.

"We need to do this more often, shit." I moaned as every thrust made the knot once again tighten in my stomach.

"What, have sex in the boys' locker room?" he smirked against my skin.

"Yes." I scoffed, making him laugh as he leant up and smashed our lips together. I returned the kiss, our tongues fighting for dominance but his winning as we made out feverishly. Tom grunted into my mouth, his forearms moving to be either side of my head as he snapped his hips into me.

"Love, I don't know how much longer I'll last." he shook his head, his arms tensing by my head as his thrusts started to get more erratic.

"I'm close too, it's okay." I nodded before breaking the kiss. I leant up and started to bite softly at his neck, making him moan and tense his arms even more as I left a few hickeys on his neck to get him there. The sounds coming from his lips got me there too, my eyes squeezing shut and my moans going into his skin as my second orgasm of the afternoon washed over me. My legs shook around his waist, my hands leaning down and grabbing his ass to pull him closer as the pleasure ripped through me.

"Fuck, darling." Tom moaned, his hands tightly gripping the bench and his eyes squeezing shut as he came too. The warm feeling entered me, his hips stilling as he came. He collapsed on top of me, both of us panting heavily as we came down from the amazing highs.

"Wow. If the anger wasn't gone before, it definitely is now." he mumbled into my neck, making me laugh and kiss his head before he pulled out of me and stood up. I sat up on the bench and looked at him as he tucked his now softening dick back into his shorts and gave me back my panties.

"Now do you trust that I'm truly yours and that I would never get with that asshole?" I scoffed as I pulled them back on.

"It wasn't you that I was worried about, it was him. But yes, I trust that. And I love you for it." he smiled as he took my hands and pulled me to my feet.

"I love you too, Tommy." I returned his smile as I leant up and kissed him. He returned it, his hands cupping my cheeks as we kissed.

"Tom-oh, sorry, guys." We broke the kiss and I looked over my shoulder to see Harrison stood at the now open door to the locker room. He looked between us.

"Sorry, did I interrupt something?" he asked. I bit my lip and looked up at Tom, trying not to blush as he flicked his eyes down to me.

"No, no, we were just finishing in here." he chuckled and nodded, making me smirk and look down.

"Wow, I don't even want to guess what that could mean. Look, the ref said that you could come back, he figured that he's given you enough time to calm down. Are you ready to get back out there?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm good." he nodded. Harrison returned it before heading out of the locker room.

"Come on, I need to win a footie match." Tom smiled, making me chuckle as he took my hand and started to pull me back out of the room.

"Hey, Tommy, one thing." I nodded as we headed out of the school. He looked at me.

"Yeah, love?" he asked. I pointed to his neck, to the point where I'd left him a love bite.

"I left you something. Use it." I nodded. He smirked and returned my nod before blowing me a kiss, making me smile as he jogged back onto the pitch and I went back to join the other cheerleaders. Tom jogged towards Kyle, the smug shit smirking at him as he got closer.

"What took you so long, asshat?" he teased. Tom shrugged.

"Just calming down. Oh, and getting this from her." he nodded as he pulled down the collar of his football top to reveal the hickey whilst pointing at me. I smirked and bit my lip as Kyle's eyes widened and he looked over his shoulder at me. I winked and flipped him off, making Tom smirk and shake his head as he jogged towards the rest of the team to restart the game. The game that he went on to win.