A/N: Strong Language. Adult scenes.
A/N: Title taken from the song "Can't say no" From the Singer Conor Maynard.
Based on The OTP Prompt site. The "I can't resist those eyes" Prompt.
Liam like the typical Dumb-ass that he is, doesn't get it. It's just friendship for him. Liam sees Mason as nothing more than a friend. Anything else would be impossible.
Right?
Brett hopes so.
His hopes raise a little when Mason comes up to him after a game. He congratulates him on his Team win. He thanks him back with a proud smile that makes his eyes lower.
"Can I talk to you later? Mason asked.
"What about now?"
He tells him it's private. Brett nods casually. Friends talk in private all the time. But as soon as he gets to the locker room, he's throwing all his clothes off. He's taking a Five second shower and racing off to meet Mason. If he plays his cards right, this could be a regular thing. He meets him by the Benches. They're in quite a secluded corner, he made sure of that.
"You wanted to talk?...Alone?..." Brett asked.
"Yeah..." Mason says.
He watches Mason fiddle with his Hoodie Sleeves. Before resting his hands on the table. Brett does the same. As soon as Brett's hands touch the bench wood, Mason's all over him. Well...all over his hands. His palm's over his, his tender fingers are clutching his own. Brett's heart is starting to thud desperately. He's slowly getting turned on by the contrast of Mason's delicate Black skin against his pale shaking hands.
"Okay...here goes...Brett I need a favour"
"I'll do it" Brett decided.
Mason laughed in response and squeezes his hand.
"I haven't even...That's cute. But this really isn't about me. This is about Corey"
C.O.R.E.Y
Brett groaned inside. When he'd first seen Corey Bryant playing Lacrosse, he had thought the kid was a skinny blushing cute piece of ass. But as time went on he'd just gotten on Brett's nerves. The kid was a Quivering wreck half the time. The time that he wasn't spent crying in corners, he'd spent painfully flirting with Mason.
That was the real problem.
When Brett came on the scene, he was the only person that Mason talked about. He was a Were, of course he "over-heard" Mason talking about his face, his Body, his voice, his Grades, His Lacrosse playing. When lame-ass Corey got his claws into him that all Changed. Brett would seek out Mason's voice on occasion. Now all he heard was...
"Corey this, Corey that"
"I'm worried about him"
"I'm planning Corey's Birthday"
"When's the best time to kiss on a date?"
That last question horrified Liam as much as it did him. But he didn't get to speak to him about him. He didn't want to come across as a dick. He pulled at Mason's knuckles and ran his finger over the gap in-between his finger and thumb.
"What about him?" Brett asked.
Mason stood up and leaned over. Brett looked up wide eyed. Brett thought, slash hoped that he'd forget about his drip of a Boyfriend and kiss him hurriedly on the lips...
.
But he didn't. He leaned over towards Brett's ear and told him one of the Dirtiest Sentences that he'd heard all year.
"Brett?"
"I want you to do something for Corey. I want you to make him feel like a man" Mason asked him.