Mars, because you think she’s the one for you

“It’s got to be one of the Zeta girls,” Val says.

“Uh… not quite,” you answer.

“Oh, so one of the Theta girls then,” Mars says, glancing over at their spot in the stands.

“Nope, not one of them either,” you say. “I was thinking of… somebody else.”

“Who?” Mars asks, a slight frown on her face as she tries to puzzle it out.

“She’s someone special,” you say.

Mars and Val share a look, and then Val grins, staring deep into your eyes.

“Ooooh! I know! It’s Lisa!” she says.

“No, it’s not,” you say, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. “She’s right here in front of me.”

The two girls share a look with each other again. Mars’ mouth opens slightly in shock, while the grin on Val’s face grows just a tad wider.

“It’s you,” you say, putting a hand on Mars’ knee. “Will you be my Valentine?”

The shock on Mars’ face morphs into a chuckle.

“Wrong girl,” Mars laughs with a slight shake of her head. “I can’t be your Valentine, because she’s sitting right there. But I’ll do you one better. I’ll be your world!”

“My world?” you ask, before it hits you. “Oh! Mars! A planet, a world. I get it now!” Your teammate smiles and nods along. “Well if you’ll be my world, then I’ll be your vassal, because…”

“Alex Knight, under my service? I like the sound of that,” Mars says, as you playfully bow down before her.

“Yeah, because I’d—”

“Will you two make out already?” Val interjects, right as you’re about to make some corny pun about going to war. The smile on her face is one of strained amusement, but it’s nothing compared to the startled shift back that Mars makes as she gazes upon you with her deep, wide eyes.

“Shut up Val, I was working up the nerve,” Mars mutters, and then she leans into you right as you move towards her.

Your lips meet and they shut the world out. Each kiss of hers sends a fluttering through your body, and you feel yourself lifting up, eager to have more of her. Her lips are so soft and sensitive. Each touch between you bears a tingly current that makes you feel so giddy inside. How often have you dreamed of this moment? Somehow it’s better than you could have imagined. The feeling of Mars’ body pressed tight against yours, her hands intertwined with yours on her hips drives you absolutely wild. You find yourself thinking of all the things that devious tongue of hers could do, and you find yourself inadvertently hardening as you continue to kiss her. Mars, too, begins kissing you more frantically, her hands placed on your shirt, then slipping beneath it, her palms on your chest causing you to paw at her clothing, you know where this goes, it’s so sweet to have Mars here and—

“Ahem,” Val clears her throat.

Like two teenagers caught by their parents, the two of you instantly fall away from each other, guilty looking past each other.

“I regret what I said,” Val says. “You two aren’t going to make me third wheel for this whole night, are you? Or worse. Don’t abandon me.”

“It’s tempting,” you say. “But I think we’ll manage to restrain ourselves. Won’t we?”

You glance at Mars, waiting on her answer.

“Give me a second to collect myself,” she replies, putting a hand over her heart. “That was… intense.”

Val raises an eyebrow and laughs.

“That good of a kisser, huh?” she says. “Makes me wonder what I’m missing out.”

“More than you know,” Mars smiles, blowing you a kiss that sends another flutter through your stomach. “I’d almost skip the game for this guy.”

“Oh, please don’t get all mushy already,” Val says, covering her face. “I don’t know how I’ll live with you two like this.”

“Don’t cover your eyes,” you tell Val. “The game’s about to start!”

“And I promise I’ll keep my hands off Alex for the game!” Mars laughs, and that gets Val to lower her hands again, just in time for the opening play of the game.

The game closes out with Stonewall trouncing Schmarvard with a twenty point lead. You cheer with Mars and Val as the team does a victory lap around the court, and then the three of you head back out to the tailgate after-party to celebrate and get sloshed on cheap beer.

“Can you believe it!” Val laughs, raising her bottle in a toast. “What an incredible game that was!”

“Well worth coming out for it,” Mars agrees, raising her own bottle.

“Plus, you got to make out with a cute guy,” Val says, nudging her friend and raising an eyebrow at you.

“I’m not going to dispute that,” Mars laughs.

“And neither am I,” you say, raising your own bottle. “But damn if that girl I made out with wasn’t something to behold.”

“You think?” Mars asks, cocking her head slightly to the side.

“Most certainly,” you say, staring into her eyes.

The two of you hold each others gaze and you find yourself inexorably drawn towards her, the gap between you two closing in a heartbeat. The two of your bottles clink and the next thing you know, your lips are locked against hers, the two of you embracing in yet another kiss. This kiss is just as electrifying as the first. Her lips are so tender, so sweet. They’re something magical that send a shiver down your spine.

“Crap, I’m really going to have to go off on my own tomorrow, aren’t I?” Val says, interrupting the moment.

Mars laughs and pulls away from you, looking apologetically at Val.

“Sorry, but I didn’t say anything about keeping my hands off him after the game ended,” she says.

“What do you have planned for tomorrow?” you ask Val.

“It’s a secret,” Val replies. She grins at the two of you.

“What, something during soccer practice?” you ask, only for her to shake her head.

“There’s the Theta fundraiser tomorrow. Is that it?” Mars asks.

“Nope, not even remotely right,” Val smirks, shaking her head, pleased with herself for keeping you and Mars guessing. “As I said, it’s a secret! For now… it’s high time we had more to drink!”

The three of you match bottles and you down the rest of your drink, closing the night in good company.

Mars +25
Valentine +5