A/N: smut warning lol. please vote and comment. it means a lot.

Son of a bitch.

Jason walking through the doors of the lounge made every piece of built up anger inside me group together throughout my body. My blood boils as I recall our conversation that took place only minutes ago.

Tick Tock.

On the clock, but the party doesn't stop,no.

Yeah, that's definitely not what my father meant when he said those words, Harry, you fucking idiot.

Knowing Blake will be here tonight only makes things worse, especially with the fact that Jason is here and he knows anything and everything about her.

My mind is on autopilot as I rip off my shirt, walking over to my small locker pulling out the tape I have to wrap my hands in for tonight's fight because a certain someone wanted to fight me with boxing gloves.

Fucking pussy.

Worry floods my system as I pace around the small locker room in the back of Chargers, rolling the thick boxing tape around my calloused knuckles.

The quiet voice in my head taunting "Why do you care for her? Save yourself and your family, leave the useless girl."

"Fucking stop!" I yell, slamming my hands against the cold metal lockers causing the metal to vibrate around the small room. The thick cotton wrap unravels falling down to my feet revealing the bloody crescents engraved in my palm from my nails.

The stress of my life was too much to handle to contain the single tear that fell from my left eye and down my cheek.

My body quickly tenses, finally giving up my internal battles as I slide down the lockers, the cool metal contrasting the heat radiating off my sweaty back. My head rests between my knees and I tug at my roots, the small action keeping me grounded through my stress.

I try focusing on my breathing one breath after the other.

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

My lungs suddenly contract as my mind is flooded with worry.

Blake.

In.

Danger.

All because of me. I'm the problem. I'm the issue. I'm the cause. It is always my fault.

"Harry?" The sweetness of her voice fills the silence surrounding me.

My panic is instantly at bay just from her familiar voice. I stay still not lifting my head to check to see if it is her, I just know. I hear her moving around, the sound of her shoes sticking against the unkept concrete floor as she moves indicating so.

Before I can turn my head up to check to see if she had just simply left, the sight of my mental worries scaring her off in an instant. My question is answered when she begins to runs her hands through my sweaty curls, causing my body to tense up but quickly settling at her touch. She removes my hands from tugging at my scalp replacing them with her own.

"What's going on? Are you ok?" She whispers in my ear with concern.

Her fingers fall from the strands of my hair to the sides of my cheeks, one hand swiping the residue of the tear that had fallen.

Pulling my head out of its hold from in between my knees my watery eyes meet hers, the tears brimming at my eyes instantly dry up. Almost as if just knowing she was ok and here with me now meant she would never be put into danger.

Because of me.

Snapping back into reality I hastily get up running my hand through my hair leaving the unraveled tape on the ground by Blake's feet.

"Harry? Are you okay? Did something happen?" She asks, confused on why I have yet to say a single word to her yet.

I don't say a word.

"Baby, tell me what's going on. Please. I can help you." Her voice pleads with me as her eyes scan mine.

"No, no I'm...I'm fine, just nervous about the fight that's all." I brush off walking over to the small built in sink splashing my hot, flushed face with cool water.

"But Harry you're never nervo-"

"I know Blake, I just, fuck- I'm fine now, don't worry about me." I reply wanting to forget the last ten minutes and just focus on Blake. I turn my body so I am now facing her in her squatted position on the dirty floor.

She's on her knees for me out of concern.

That should never be the reason.

"Are you sure? Nothing I can do?" She asks reassuringly, her eyes begging for me to give her something to let her really know what was happening in my mess of a mind.

If only you knew Blue. If only it was that easy.

"Just...Just stay. Please?" I add, knowing her presence is what I need to calm down before tonight's fight.

"Yea sure, of course." She responds without hesitation.

Stay with me.

"Don't you need this?" She questions standing up to face me with the unraveled tape draped over her hands.

"Oh fuck, yeah I forgot." Mentally face palming myself, because let's be honest that shit is a bitch to put on.

"Here let me." She offers, grasping my wrists, pulling me to sit down on the small wooden bench at the back of the locker room. Obediently I sit down on the old bench, holding my hands out for her to take.

"I missed you so much today." I tell her as her hand wraps mine in wraps. Her eyes focused, but soft.

"I missed you too." Her confession makes my heart warm in all its cold and dark places.

"I miss you all the time." I whisper, closing my eyes.  "You make the pain go away."

Her forehead rests against mine, her body consulting mine in any way it can. She doesn't know what happened, she doesn't know the danger she is in.

She's just there.

She's there for me.

"I don't know what you mean by that, but I'm glad." Her lips barely move as she speaks such soft and gentle words.

"Je te veux près de moi tout le temps."

Please, Blake.

You are the only thing keeping me afloat.

"Je suis juste là, Harry."

I know you are, baby. I'm worried that when I'm forced to tell you everything, you won't be.

I won't even see the dust you kicked up on the dirt road.

"Ne va nulle part." Her hands put the wrap down, and her fingers slip into the back curls of my hair. Her fingernails are slightly scratching my scalp.

"Sunshine?" She whispers, her sweet breath fanning my face.

"Hm?" I hum with my eyes closed, listening to the velvet that is her voice.

"Everything is going to sort itself out, okay? Whatever is eating you up on the inside will soon be fine."

I want that to be true. I want every word of hers to be true. I want to have her with me. I want her to be with me forever. I want her to never let go of me no matter what happens between us.

"Blue baby..." I say as my eyes water up again. I feel almost like a little bitch, crying in front of a girl that means the world to me.

The fact that she isn't even my girlfriend.

I'm going to have to change that soon.

I need her to be mine. Officially.

"I hate seeing you like this, Harry." Her voice breaks at the end and I know she's crying a bit too.

Don't shed tears for someone who isn't worth it, sweetheart.

"Make the pain go away. Please." I beg of her. I need her touch, her presence, her everything.

I need to be filled with her. If I could enclose myself within her body I would.

"I don't know how." She says, her forehead still resting against mine.

"Kiss me, touch me, hug me. Do anything and everything. You always make it go away."

Begging, begging, begging.

Something I never did before.

"Oh, Harry." She whispers as her lips press gently to mine.

I indulge in her completely. The taste of her, her body underneath my hands, the feeling I get deep in my chest as she stands near me.

I suck in a deep breath through my nose as she fits her soft lips in between mine. Molding her mouth in the most delicious way. I reach for her waist to pull her into me as I sit on the bench, her legs dangling off the back as she sits on my lap.

My hands fit on the sides of her face as the tips of my long fingers slip into her hair.

Her soft, golden, hair.

You're so golden.

I'm out of my head

And I know that you're scared

Because hearts get broken.

I push my lips harder against hers in desperation to feel her. To convey everything I'm feeling for her through my actions.

My worry, my apologies, my sorrow, my growing feelings for this girl.

I've never been in love, but if I was going to feel that with someone it would be Blake.

Maybe not now, but soon.

Shit my feelings switch up so quickly.

Her chest starts to heave in sync with mine, my fingers tighten in her hair. Everything starts happening quickly when she begins to rub slow and teasing circles around my growing dick.

I don't even know if her movements are purposeful, but they are making me hard as a fucking rock.

"Oh shit." I gasp as her hips push down even harder against me. I grasp her hips between my now ring free fingers, I had been preparing to lace up my boxing gloves so I had them off.

"Sunshine..." She moans against my skin as her head falls into my neck, both of our skin perspiring, the physical exertion almost being too much for both of us.

"You're going to fucking kill me, woman." I say under my breath with a slight chuckle as my hands move up to cup her breasts through her shirt. "I swear to fuck you are gonna give me a heart attack."

"I can save your life. I'm basically a doctor." She shrugs against me. Her lips find my jugular vein and sucking harshly on the skin there.

'That you are, love. That you fucking are." I groan and throw my head back in ecstasy.

Save me while you are still here.

"Take off your pants, Harry." She retaliates back at my words. Her hips lifting off mine for a moment to give me room to pull down my pants.

I don't.

I harshly grab her hips and shove her back down back on me, my now harsh glare is replacing my soft and teary eyed one. Everything has suddenly switched and both of our moves have changed.

The softness between us has now been replaced with lust. Burning, fiery, lust.

"Do it for me, baby." I demand and she gasps at my stern tone.

"Take it off, Harry. I won't ask you twice." She now removes herself from my lap and leaves me with a hard on. She sits patiently next to me on the bench as she waits for me to obey her orders.

She wants to be in control? Fine.

I get up from my spot at the bench, not giving her any eye contact because I know she's confused. I make my way across the room quickly, eyeing the couch that sits against the back part of the wall.

I turn around to look at her as I slowly sink myself onto the couch cushion. My eyes landing on her shocked expression and a smirk rolling onto my face.

I don't say a word, I lift my hips and hold eye contact with her completely. I hook my fingers in my pants and pull them down my legs, taking my boxers with them. I was expecting her to gasp at the sight, but she only mimics my same smirk. Her eyes framed beautifully by her lashes are flirtatiously fluttering at me.

'Now stroke yourself as I watch." She says softly. She sits in the same position I left her in, now crossing her legs to clearly get relief from the sexual atmosphere we have both put ourselves in.

I gasp at her words but do as she says. I grab my now completely rock hard shaft, stroking myself up and down softly as she watches. I throw my head back and moan as my thumb swipes across my tip.

"Fucking hell." I hear her whisper from across the room. She can't take it anymore as I see her get up and walk across the room towards me. I don't stop or slow down my movements. I only speed up and tighten my hand around myself. It is almost a painful pressure, but I get off on the pain so easily.

She finally meets me at my spot on the couch and places her perfectly manicured hand on my knees, now spreading my thighs farther and farther apart. She lowers herself in between my legs and looks up at me through her lashes. Her hand replaces mine, pumping me slowly and working her way up in speed.

"Take me into your mouth."

"As you wish." She starts stroking my dick, getting faster and faster. I begin to moan and my body fills with heat. She brings her mouth to the tip and lands a soft kiss on the slit. Shit. She brings her mouth down to suck on the base before she licks down my length to the head.

"Plus loin bébé." I groan as my fingers tighten in her hair, pushing her head down into me. She takes me farther and farther towards the back of her throat.

Her nose buries deep into my pubic bone as I curve down her throat, thanking the Lord that she has no gag reflex. She takes me farther in her mouth than she ever has before and I know I won't last long.

"Blake, you have to get up if you want me to last."

She doesn't get up.

Fucking hell, woman.

It only takes a few moments of her mouth continuing to fuck me before I shoot my cum down her throat in hot spurts. She moans around me, bobbing her head to coax me down from my high.

I grasp my fingers into her roots and pull up, making her release me. Her throat visibly bobs as she swallows the load that I placed into her mouth. I pull her up to me, kissing her lips and parting them with my tongue. I don't even care about the salty taste of myself that still lingers on her tongue.

"Mhm." I hum against her lips at not the taste of me, but the sweet taste that is her.

I begin to mumble sweet nothings against her skin as I move my lips down to her neck.

"I can't get enough of you."

"You make everything go away."

"Please, Blake."

In between each word I speak I place a sweet and wholesome kiss.

"Harry, please fuck me. I can't handle this." She groans as her clothed hips begin to grind even more on my naked and bare hips.

She's so turned on right now. We went from being sweet and sentimental to ripping each other's clothes off.

"What about work?" I ask with worry, not wanting her to get in trouble with Connor because of me.

"I don't start for like thirty minutes. I came early to see you. Connor told me you had a fight." The thought warms my heart, but scares me at the same time. If she had come in any earlier she would've seen Jason again. I specifically told her never to look twice at that man again.

"Thirty minutes?" I ask with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah." She breathes. "Think you can get me off in thirty minutes, Sunshine?"

"Baby, I can get you off in ten." My voice is so low as I kiss up her neck.

"That's very bold of you to assume." Her sweet voice gasps into the now hot and heavy air.

I fidget at her clothes, starting to pull them off of her body. Her bottoms go first and her top goes next, both of us now completely naked. She straddles me again, this time with no barrier as I slide my hard dick up through her drenched folds, teasing her entrance.

"Fuck." She groans from above me as her small hands try and position my dick at her entrance so she can sink down on top of me. I put out a hand to lift her hips up before she can slam herself down on top of me. Each of my hands holding her above me.

"Not yet, sweetness." I tut with a sly smile. "Patience is a virtue."

I've said those words before.

She groans in annoyance at the fact that I'm teasing her. He blonde hair sticks to her neck slightly due to the hot air around us and

"Fuck me now, Harry." She demands, trying to keep a steady tone but her voice falling short. She's in need of release and I love the fact that I'm going to be the one to give it to her.

"Fine. You want it? You got it." And with that I slam her down onto me, she lets out a scream of pleasure, while her head rolls back in ecstasy.

She doesn't move for a moment as she basks in the feeling of me balls deep inside her. Her mouth leaking sweet moans and sounds as I move my hips up into her. The shitty couch makes noise each time I settle back down onto the cushions.

When her hips start to roll into mine, I groan at the feeling. The slick sounds of us moving together can be heard throughout the room.

It must have occurred to her at the same time as me.

"Harry, what if Kadence or someone walks in?" She pants as she keeps rocking on top of me.

"Let's give them a fucking show, baby." I respond as I grab under her ass and pick her up fully. I keep her low enough to still remain on my dick as I carry her across the room and to the lockers.

She looks at me with confusion as her hands cling to my back. I reach down by the lockers to grab the wrap that I had been previously taping my hands with.

I press her against the cool, metal lockers, a gasp leaving her now bright pink and swollen lips at the feeling. I keep her steady with my hips pressing and holding her against the lockers as I unravel some wrap.

I reach high above her head and looping the material through the small air holes in the lockers, making a space to tie her hands too.

"Hands up, Blue." I say, as she lifts her hands above her head. Her wrists crossed, and fitting right in between where I placed the wrap.

I wrap the wrap through and around her wrists, securing them tightly to the metal. The only catch was, I tied them high enough so that if she let go of me, her feet wouldn't touch the ground.

"Can't let go now, baby. You'll float." I whisper against her. Her eyes close and her nipples feel harder than ever before on my chest.

I thrust back into her in one, swift go. Holy shit.

Her responding words catch in her throat, just like the air in mine as my nails dig harshly into her pale, soft skin. I grab as much of her thighs as I can, pulling her impossibly close to me.

I maneuver her hips anyway I want. I pull her to me as I thrust into her, the sound of our skin slapping is so loud.

It's like a song. The best song I've ever heard.

She's a mess against the lockers, every noise she makes is responded with a sharp and deep thrust. I place one hand at the base of her neck, squeezing to cut off the blood flow to her head.

Euphoric head rushes.

"Is that okay, baby?" I whisper, making sure everything is fine on her end, because I know I'm having the fucking time of my life.

"More than okay." She breathes out, her words choppy as she gasps for air.

I release my hold on her neck, letting the blood rush to her head and I grab the boxing tape that was also next to the wrap. I bite off a long piece with my teeth, hearing the ripping sound between us.

I continue my thrusts as I work, both of us being brought closer and closer to the edge.

6 minutes left.

When I have my long piece of tape I stick it to the side of her thigh to hold as I tease her nipples with my fingers, toying with them. I pinch the ends between my thumb and pointer finger, making another scream fall from her mouth.

I take the tape, and place the end over one nipple and then stretch it horizontally across her breasts to meet the other nipple.

She's confused but I just nod, watching her nod back.

"I can't risk anyone seeing those pretty pinks if they walk in, baby. They are for my eyes only."

I press down the tape to secure it against her nipples and then go back to focusing on my main job at hand.

Getting us both off.

At the same time.

3 minutes left.

I quickly pull out of her, holding her underneath her knees and flip her around so her front presses against the metal.

"Holy- Harry! What-" But her words were cut short as I thrust back into her from behind, both of us gasping at the whole new angle. My arms are burning from holding her completely up and in the position I want against the lockers.

"Just a little bit more, H. I'm so fucking close."

I've noticed she only really cusses if she's angry or in complete pleasure.

"I'm close too, baby. Just hold on."

I get sick of not being able to see her face after a minute or two of ruthlessly thrusting into her. I flip her back around to face me and smash my lips onto hers.

My tongue parts her lips immediately and sucks her tongue into my mouth. Both of us are moaning simultaneously. She tries with what strength she has left to meet my hips as they go into hers.

I speed up as quickly as I can, making sure I also keep my deep and hard thrusts as well. I pull all the way out just so the top of the tip is inside her tight, wet, cunt.

My long fingers finding her clit and flicking the bundle of nerves quickly, she lets out another loud scream. I'm so close to the edge and I can feel her convulsing around me.

1 minute left.

"I need to come, Harry. Please fucking let me come." She begs me with a slight shake of her head and her eyes pinched shut.

I thrust three more times before I reached up to her breasts.

"You can come, sweetheart."

Time's up, baby.

My words were magic because right as I finished my sentence she came all over me. I don't waste anytime before harshly ripping off the tape from her nipples in the middle of her orgasm.

"Fuck!" She yells as the sting of the tape radiates around her sensitive nipples.

I quickly replace the sting with my mouth, sucking her burning hot nipple into my mouth, my tongue flicking over it to soothe the pain as I keep slowly thrusting.

I come inside of her shortly after, my head falling on her shoulders in heavy breaths.

"You're so good at that." She laughs under her breath and my lips turn up in a smirk against her collar bone.

Stroke my pride just like you stroke my-

Harry. At this point, seek help.

"I know." I huff a laugh while kissing her collarbone sweetly. I reach up to untie her hands from the lockers while letting the weap fall loose. Her hands come to wrap around my neck and bury her face into my neck as well.

"I hope that took everything away." She whispers, and we are back to being sentimental.

It always does, baby.

"Tu est parfait." I tell her back and she lets out a shaky breath, mainly from the air robbed from her lungs.

"Tu l'es aussi." She won't think that when she finds out everything.

I wish I was my love.

I let her slide down my body and onto the floor, her legs wobbly so I hold her up by her waist. Her beautiful body is pressed against mine in the lounge of our workplace while our coworkers were outside the unlocked door.

Risqué.

I'm falling for her so hard.

I just can't let her go.

Her forest green eyes burn into mine, our bodies touching after such an intimate moment.

It's always intimate. Whether we are screaming and fighting or kissing like our lives depended on it.

I know this moment won't last long.

We stare at each other for what feels like forever, never getting bored of the sight of one another. I lean down to sweetly and innocently kiss her pink lips before letting go. I take her hand to walk to the couch where our clothes lay on the floor.

"Go pee sweetness. I'll get your clothes." I say softly, nodding my head towards the bathroom. She doesn't say anything except giving me a soft smile and walking to the restroom.

When she comes back out, the mix of us is gone from her legs and she's peed accordingly. I hand her the clothes and turn to pull on my boxers.

"Who are you fighting tonight?" She whispers in question.

"Some random. From the streets. A volunteer." I say as I pull up my shorts.

"Please don't get hurt out there, Harry. I hate watching it from the bar." She begs me from behind, her now clothed arms wrapping around my bare waist.

"I'll try, Blue. We both know I won't be as hurt as the other guy."

"I know. I just... worry about you."

"Don't baby. I'll be fine. You only need to worry if I fall and don't get up." I chuckle.

"That doesn't make me feel better." She hufs pressing a kiss to my back in the dents of my spine.

"You can fix me like you've done before." I reassure her and turn around to press a kiss to her forehead before I head out.

"I need to warm up in the back. I'll see you after the fight, okay?" I promise her as I peer down into her eyes, landing a quick kiss on the lips.

When I try to pull back, she doesn't let me. Her hands knot in my hair, her finger tangling in the roots. Her mouth is urgent against mine.

"Please don't fight. I can't stand it." She pleads with me. Her true feelings about the situation coming through.

"It's my job, baby. I'll be fine." I mumble against her fast moving lips, both of us tangling in each other's arms.

How we became this close in such a short amount of time astounds me. But I won't ever complain.

"I hate seeing you hurt." She whispers her true reason.

I won't get hurt in the ring.

"But I love watching you from the ring." She is in her work attire passing drinks to the locals and newbies.

She looks me dead in the eye with a soft expression. All of her feelings being held behind her eyes.

I fell for you almost too hard, Blake Leigh Anderson.

"Oh, Harry." She mumbles and then kisses me fully again.

"I'll see you outside of the ring, darling." And with that, I pull away from the girl who has me fully captivated.

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