Be Mean (Gain Cruelty)

Rory is still having trouble walking in a straight line by the time he gets into the locker room, but that doesn't mean that you're done teaching him his lesson just yet.

As soon as the door shuts, you grab the naked martial artist by his hair and jerk his head back, grinning in his face. "Thought you were gonna get me with that little handshake trick, huh?" You ask, and he narrows his eyes defiantly.

"Would've worked if your little boyfriend hadn't saved the day."

You think about that for a moment, and realize that he's probably right. All the more reason to torment him.

"You might be right. Good thing I've got a handsome guy like him watching my back, huh?" You ask, sticking out your tongue playfully as you keep him pinned up against the wall. He tries to shake you off of him, but he fails.

"I don't wanna hear about your handsome guys. I don't swing that way." He protests, but that just makes this victory even sweeter.

"Too bad for you. Though I can't imagine what a straight guy gets out of a contest like this. Lots of guys getting stripped naked... I'd think that everyone here likes to see that, at least a little bit." You muse, but Rory shakes his head resolutely.

"I was just here for a good fight. Shame I didn't get one."

You've had enough lip from this guy, so you haul him over to the laundry hamper. Picking him up, you sit his bare ass on the edge, but keep him balanced precariously above the hamper full of used workout gear. His eyes widen slightly. "What the fuck is this?!"

"You looked a little sleepy back there on the mat. I thought I'd find you somewhere comfortable to rest." You tease, before putting a finger on his forehead, and pushing him backwards into the hamper. He falls in backwards, his ankles sticking out comically for all to see.

"Go ahead and have a nap while I take a shower. You're probably gonna need one, too." Deciding to add insult to injury, you slip off your own jockstrap on your way into the showers, and drop it into the hamper... Right on Rory's face.