Post match shenanigans

They barely crossed paths over the next few days. The tournament had taken over everything—early mornings, long matches, and constant movement. By the time Jadon’s soccer team got knocked out early, he found himself with unexpected free time.

Naturally, his thoughts drifted to Daisy.

He made his way to the volleyball arena and caught her mid-game—focused, intense, completely in her element. Her team had clearly made it far, but by the time he arrived, they were in a tough match. They fought hard, but eventually lost in the quarterfinals.

After the game, he waited near the exit.

Daisy walked out, shoulders slightly slumped, wiping her hands on her jersey. She almost walked past him.

“Hey.”

She stopped, turning. A flicker of surprise crossed her face.

“Oh… you came?”

“Yeah,” he said casually. “Thought I’d watch a team that actually knows what they’re doing.”

That earned a small, tired smile.

“You saw that?” she asked.

“Yeah. And for the record—you were the best player on the court.”

She let out a quiet breath, shaking her head. “Didn’t feel like it.”

“Well, that’s because you lost,” he said lightly. “If you’d won, you’d be agreeing with me right now.”

She huffed a soft laugh, some of the weight lifting.

“You made quarterfinals,” he added, softer now. “That’s not small.”

She looked at him for a moment, then nodded. “Still wanted more.”

“I know.” He tilted his head. “But you didn’t fold. That last set—you kept pushing. That’s what people remember.”

A small pause. Her expression eased.

“Thanks, Jadon.”

“Anytime.”

Silence settled between them—but this time, it wasn’t heavy. Just… close.

He smirked slightly. “Also, you’re kind of terrifying out there.”

Her eyebrow lifted. “Terrifying?”

“Yeah. Like… I’d switch sports if I had to play against you.”

She laughed, properly this time. “Good. You should.”

“Oh, wow. Kicking me while I’m down?”

“Just being honest.”

He leaned a little closer, lowering his voice just a touch. “I think I like this version of you.”

She held his gaze, a hint of mischief appearing now. “Which one?”

“Competitive. Confident.” He paused. “Hard to ignore.”

There it was—that shift again.

Daisy didn’t look away this time. If anything, she stepped just slightly closer.

“Careful,” she said, a teasing edge in her voice. “You might start showing up to all my games.”

He smiled. “Maybe I will.”

A beat.

She glanced toward the locker room, then back at him—this time with a look that was a little too deliberate.

“I should go change,” she said.

“Yeah,” he nodded, though neither of them moved right away.

She tilted her head slightly, lips curving into a playful smile.

“Wait outside,” she said, then added, just a little quieter, “and… maybe wait until everyone’s gone before you come inside.”

Jadon blinked once, caught off guard—then a slow grin spread across his face.

“Is that an invitation?”

She shrugged lightly, already starting to step back. “Depends if you’re patient enough.”

“Oh, I can be very patient.”

She smirked. “We’ll see.”

With that, she turned and walked toward the locker room—but not before glancing back at him once, just to make sure he was still looking.

He was.

Leaning against the wall now, arms crossed, watching her disappear inside—with a very different kind of anticipation settling in.

Jadon stayed where he was, leaning against the cool wall outside the locker room, arms loosely crossed—but his mind was anything but still.

The hallway had that post-game energy at first—voices spilling out, laughter, a few frustrated sighs. Teammates walked past him in groups, barely sparing him a glance. A couple of them did, though—quick, curious looks. One even smirked.

Jadon just looked away, pretending to scroll through his phone.

Patient, he reminded himself. Be patient.

Minutes passed.

The noise inside slowly faded. One by one, the voices disappeared. The sound of lockers shutting, footsteps echoing away down the corridor… and then—

Silence.

He glanced up.

The door to the locker room stood slightly ajar.

Jadon pushed himself off the wall, walking toward it—but not rushing. There was something about the quiet that made everything feel slower, more deliberate.

He knocked lightly against the doorframe before stepping in.

“Daisy?”

No response—at least not immediately.

The locker room was mostly empty now. A few bags left behind, benches still slightly disheveled, the faint smell of deodorant and sweat lingering in the air. The harsh overhead lights felt softer somehow without the noise.

And then—

“Over here.”

Her voice.

He turned.

Daisy was leaning on one of the benches near the far side, now completely naked, leaning on the walls and displaying her athletic body for Jadon to watch.

But the moment she looked up at him, that same playful glint was still there.

“You actually waited,” she said.

He walked a little closer, stopping just in front of her. “You told me to.”

“I wasn’t sure you would.”

He shrugged. “I can follow instructions. Sometimes.”

She smiled faintly at that, watching him.

For a second, neither of them spoke. Jadon moved closer towards Daisy.

Then she turned to face Jadon, looking up at him. “So… was it worth it?”

Jadon tilted his head. “Absolutely." as his eyes were still scanning her perfectly hourglass figue

He let his gaze linger on her for just a second longer than necessary. “I feel like I was promised something.”

Her eyebrow lifted, amused. “Promised?”

“Well,” he gestured lightly around while removing his shirt, “you made it sound like there’d be a reason to come inside.”

She came closer and down towards the bulge forming in his pants. “Maybe I just found a reason.”

“Mm,” he nodded. “And do you find it compelling”

She held his gaze, a teasing pause hanging between them.

“Maybe I just wanted you to wait.”

That landed.

Jadon’s expression shifted—subtle, but real.

He quickly grabbed her by her waist and kissed her. She fell into his embrace as both of them were equally waiting for the moment. His hands reached her wet pussy and started fingering her. "Let me release all that stress for you." he said as his fingers started moving quickly. "Mmhm.. I want you inside me Jadon," said Daisy as she was struggling not to moan. He continued fingering her until he laid her down on the bench and removed his pants.

"I think I got my trophy." said Daisy as she looked at his erect penis. "Put that in me right now.. I'm craving it since that night." Within no time, Jadon was pounding on Daisy on the locker room bench. As they were getting closer to climax, they heard a group of girls walking towards the locker room.

"Shit, I think they're coming this way."

"Wha.. what should we do?" said Jadon, as he clearly was naked in the place he shouldn't even be. "You said no one would be around by now!"

"Yea genius, I guess I was wrong. Now hurry! Grab your clothes and lets hide in the shower. We'll get out as soon as they leave."

They grabbed whatever they could and entered one of the shower cubicles and shut the door behind them. " Better I guess," whispered Jadon as he avoided a catastrophic embarrassment. Daisy looked down at his still hard dick and grabbed it. " I guess someone likes being an exhibitionist." "It's not like that.. I just.. couldn't finish and this guy seems to have a mind of his own."

"Well, I guess we'll see if you are an exhibitionist some other day," said Daisy," but right now i wanna finish what we started on that bench."

They were all over each other in no time as Daisy continued with her handjob and kept changing her pace to make sure he didnt come before everyone left. On the other hand, Jadon was frustrated with the constant change in pace from Daisy, but was too horny to complain about it. After a point she bent down on her knees, and kissed his balls while still gripping his penis slightly. She licked his dick from bottom and moved her way up to the top and stopped right before the tip to look up towards him. "You like that huh?" asked Daisy even though she knew the answer already.

She continued licking his penis a couple times and stopped right at his tip, before kissing it after the next time. She felt precum dripping from his penis and she kissed the head and knew he was close now. She engulfed his head in her mouth as she kept working on his penis up and down with her hands. After a couple minutes of this, he couldn't control as he came all over the insides of her mouth.

"That was amazing Dais." he said panting, trying to catch his breath while not making noise as the girls were still outside. "I think they are leaving." said Daisy after she quickly peeked through the door to see some of them leaving. After a while, the locker room became silent as everyone left. Daisy prepared to leave the cubicle as she opened the door, but Jadon held her hand as he looked at her.

"I guess i'm still not done." He said to her as she stared at his still hard dick. "And we are allowed to make noise now as theres no one to catch us."

Daisy smirked a little before she jumped on to him. He grabbed her ass and picked her up while she put her arms on his shoulders. She was surprised at how Jadon still had the energy to have such They hit the shower knob and turn it on by mistake. "I guess we're gonna do it under rain." said Jadon as he continued pounding her until they both came almost one after the other.

"That was amazing, where did you get that energy from?" said Daisy after they were done.

"I don't know.. you kept playing a lot.. I've never felt so aroused before."

"Or is it because you liked the thought of being caught by a group of girls?"

Jadon was silent for a second. Did he really like the idea of being exposed in public?

"Hey stud, I'm just kidding. Lets leave from here before anyone else catches us here." said Daisy as Jadon was pondering if he was an exhibitionist.

"Uh yeah, good idea," replied Jadon as they stepped out of the shower cubicle to get dressedThe door creaked open.

“Daisy? Did you see where we kept our clot—”

Olivia stepped in the locker room, and stopped.

Her eyes flicked from Daisy… to Jadon… then back again.

Daisy froze. “Oh Olivia.. I thought everyone left,” she said quickly, a little breathless. “He just came to check on me after the match, that’s all.”

Olivia didn’t say anything at first, trying to register what was happening in front of her.

She just nodded slowly, like she understood… but didn’t fully believe it.

“Right,” she said, awkwardly.

Then her gaze shifted to Jadon's naked body.

She looked him up and down—once, deliberate, unreadable—before a faint smirk touched her lips.

“Good support system,” she added lightly. Jadon felt energy rising in his dick as she stared at him.

Daisy’s cheeks warmed. “Olivia—”

But Olivia was already turning away.

“Hope you have cleaned the mess,” she tossed over her shoulder, casual, as she walked out.

The door clicked shut.

Silence.