Will/Vivica
Will sent an amused smirk toward Vivica Avery, who was standing prettily in the doorway of the locker room. His jersey hung only on his arms, as he'd just pulled it over his head, and he stood there for a moment before flinging it off and into the locker. He knew he was standing there half dressed, but that wasn't really a problem when Vivica was around.
"Come out to support your House, Avery?"
She shrugged slyly, and Will dropped down to the bench. He was done chasing her, and as she took her first few steps into the locker room, he was sure that she was finally approaching him.
"Mm, you could say that. You're really good at..."
"Hm, yes," she was between his legs now, his hands immediately going to her waist, "What position do I play, again?"
"The one that stops the ball from going into the hoop, of course," Vivica answered smartly. Will grinned and pulled her into his lap before kissing her hard. See. She knew how to play the game.
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