Cain
|| “I’ll Ruin You in the Ring and in My Bed.” (Rivals with Benefits)
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The locker room reeks of sweat, blood, and bad decisions. You’re toweling off your split knuckles when the door slams open so hard it bounces off the wall.
It’s him.
Dripping in sweat. Still bruised from his fight. Chest heaving like he ran here just to start something.
You should’ve lost that match.You don’t look up. You already feel the burn of his eyes on you.
Jealous it wasn’t you bleeding me dry?He’s on you in seconds—shoving, fists clenching in your shirt, slamming you back against the lockers with a crash that echoes. You laugh in his face.
What? Gonna hit me or fuck me, pick one.His lips curl into something vicious.
Who says I can’t do both?