Two Weeks Later, Saturday, Day Before Championship Game, Alexa's House, 10:24 PM...

Shane had his hands in his blonde hair, thinking about how big tomorrow was gonna be. Alexa's parents had gone away on another business trip, so he went over to her house for the night. Admittedly, he needed someone to comfort, because he was this close to having a panic attack. Right now, he was sitting on the living room couch, waiting for Alexa to finish up in her room. She was putting on her sleepwear at the moment. His thoughts were consuming him.

"Fuck, what if I mess this up? We worked too hard to just fail now. What if it comes down to the last play, and Seth throws me the ball? What if I drop the ball? What if, what if..."

Then, he couldn't keep his thoughts in his head anymore.

"AHHH, I can't screw this up!" He yelled, throwing his head back in exasperation.

At this point, Alexa was on her way downstairs, done with her nightly routine. For pajamas, she had on her regular Harley Quinn shirt and pink night shorts ensemble, barefoot this time. Thank God for carpeting. She heard his outburst, and immediately became worried. She picked up the pace a little, before sitting next to him.

"Babe? What's the matter?" The petite princess asked.

"This game is so important, Alexa. I have to be on my A Game." He explained.

"Well, how are you gonna be on your A Game, if you're freaking out like a maniac? You need to be calm heading into tomorrow. You work best when you're at ease."

Shane let out a bitter chuckle.

"Funny thing is, I told Seth the same thing once when we were close to facing his buddy Roman's new team. He was so worried about proving himself and proving he was better than Roman ever was, that the man was literally going off the deep end."

Alexa raised an eyebrow at him.

"Like you are now?"

"Yeah... I guess so. But damn it, I can't help myself. I've never been a position like this before. Think about it, we have a chance to go friggin unfefeated AND win the state championship. No other team in New York has ever done that. We have a chance to make history, dude! Jesus Christ."

"And you will, but you have to cool down. I've never seen you this stressed before." She pointed out, rubbing his back.

"I know, I know. But... Fuck. Damn it."

Alexa couldn't stand to see her boyfriend like this. She had to do something, but the question was, what?

"Do you want something to eat? I could go make something, or maybe you want takeout."

Shane shook his head.

"Nah, I'm not really hungry. Thanks though."

"Oh okay." She answered out loud. On the inside, she was thinking, "Okay, he doesn't want food. So what else?"

1, 2, 3... Lightbulb officially turned on.

A devious smirk made it's way onto Little Miss Bliss's face. The hand that was originally rubbing his back, snaked it's way around to his chest.

"Ya know... I've been wondering. When's the last time you... had a little fun with yourself?"

Shane's eyes bugged out, totally caught off guard by the question.

"Huh? Dude, what?"

"I'm just curious. All the times we've fooled around recently, I'm the only one who's gotten any kind of release. You always put me first. Do you at least jack it after we're done?" She asked, eyes fluttering.

"Uh... No. I haven't really."

"Not at all?"

"Honestly, no. I've just been satisfied with making you feel good." He admitted.

"Aww, that's sweet." She genuinely responded, "But, still. Haven't you at least thought about me returning the favor?"

"Well... Yeah. Of course. You make me hard a lot."

"Oh, really? Well, in that case..."

In the span of about 5 seconds, Alexa went from sitting at Shane's side, to mounting the kid, and mashing her lips against his. He reacted how any 15 year old boy would, and kissed her back, running his hands up and down her body. Shane immediately went to pull her shorts down, and ya know, start eating, but while in the process of doing so, she stopped him.

"No, no, no. Not tonight. We gotta get you ready for tomorrow, and make sure you're as mellow as possible. I'm gonna relieve you. God knows you need relief right now."

Shane nodded blankly, on cloud nine.

She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his little general. Man was standing at attention if you catch my drift. Shane let out a little nervous laugh.

"This reminds me of that one time in my house. Only difference is, I'm not pressed against the damn wall."

Alexa giggled.

"You're the only guy I know that makes sex stuff funny. Shut up."

The petite princess grabbed his cock, lightly stroking it. The boy softly moaned in response, thoroughly enjoying the attention his girl was giving him at the moment. His eyes were closed and everything, just soaking in the pleasure. Alexa's plan was working perfectly.

"Time to kick it up a notch." She thought.

Her movements gradually increased in grip and speed, TOTALLY GIVING HIM A HAND! (Never gonna stop with that stupid ass joke, bioootch!)

"You like that, baby?" She cooed.

"Fuck yes, I love it. Fucking pro." He blurted out, going crazy.

About 5 more minutes passed, and Shane was on the verge of release. Alexa could tell on account of his heavy breathing and his open mouth. Speaking of open mouth, it was time to try something new.

"Babe... Babe I'm close." Shane admitted, cheeks flushed.

"Perfect timing." She thought, before executing her new idea.

It was as the world stopped for the blonde haired boy. He had is eyes closed still, so he couldn't tell what was happening. All he knew was that his dick was now surrounded by something wet and warm, and that it felt fucking amazing. His eyes flew open, and you can imagine his shock, when he saw Alexa, going down on him. Boy, she was sucking on that thing like her life depended on it. She was on a mission to make him cum. Well, that was one mission she was sure to complete. With a grunt, he sprayed his seed into the warm cavern that was her mouth. It was so much, that a little dripped down her chin and onto her shirt. She swallowed the rest of it though.

"Yo... Did you... Did you just suck me off?" Shane asked in disbelief.

Alexa rolled her eyes.

"No shit, Sherlock. Whaddya think I did? Are you relaxed now?"

"Woman I'm on cloud friggin 13 at this point."

That caused her to laugh.

"You're so stupid. I did my job then. Now, come with me to bed. You need all the rest you can get."

"I'm really tired after what just happened, so that won't be a problem. Also... Sorry about the, uh... Mess." He apologized, pointing the little bit of semen on the top of her shirt.

She looked down and saw it. Then, did the only thing she could think of. She just took off her shirt, leaving her just in shorts and a bra.

"Don't worry, I fixed it."

Price was about to pass out in a second.

"...Yeah, I guess you did... We should probably go to bed before Little Shane decides to wake up again."

The petite princess sensually kissed the side of his face and whispered into his ear, "Maybe I want him to wake up again."

Mr. Price groaned.

"Kid, you're evil."

Him saying that, caused her to let out a fake gasp and stand up in front of him. Then, she went full little girl mode, complete with the voice.

"Nooo, I'm nawt evil. I'm just wittle ol' Awexa. Stawp bein' a meanie."

Shane laughed and facepalmed.

"Oh God, you're starting to sound like Bayley now. But no, seriously. I'm tired. Time for bed."

Alexa, however, wasn't done with the act just yet. She reached out her arms and flashed an innocent, childlike smile.

"Cawwy me?"

The boy rolled his eyes.

"Damn it, you know I can't say no to that. Alright then, here we go."

Bridal style like always, Shane picked up his significant other, and carried her upstairs.

"You're a pain in the ass, sometimes. You know that?" He said jokingly.

"Yeah, so are you, and I still just sucked your dick. What are you complaining about, Price?" She came back.

"Good point, good point."

As they entered her room, Shane had one thought going through his head.

"We're bringing home a trophy tomorrow."


Next Night, Football Locker Room, After The Title Game, 7:32 P.M...

The team was totally exhausted, completely spent, every other expression that means tired, you name it. Their legs were on fire, their teen bodies felt like they were going to fall apart at any moment. Seth's arm was ready to just up and leave his body, Big E was pretty sure he had a concussion, Cody was on the floor of the locker room, gasping for air, Tyler and Bray were in their respective corners, slumped over, and The Uso Brothers were leaning on each other for support. Finally, the wide receivers, Dolph and Shane, never wanted to run another goddamn route or catch another goddamn ball ever again.

It was quiet, eerily quiet. The only thing you could hear was the heavy breathing of all the kids. Finally, sitting on the bench, Shane was the one to break the silence. With a painful smirk he asked...

"Dude.. Did we really just... Did that just happen?"

Seth walked over to the bench Shane was sitting, and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Cash? It really did. It really did happen. We pulled it off. We're champions now."

Oh, what? You thought they were gonna go undefeated the whole year, including the playoffs, and then blow it in the Chip game? Nah bro, nah. Not this team. This team wasn't about the whole year filled with all their blood, all their hard work, and all their sacrifices, be for nothing. As you could probably tell by how beat up and broken the boys are, it was a hard fought victory. One that only ended, when the resident pretty boy, Tyler Breeze, once again sealed the deal in sudden death. 62 yars... That's how many yards Breeze kicked that damn ball.

They celebrated out on the field, parents, friends, fellow students, all ran onto the gridiron and embraced the team. Shane had taken his helmet and shoulder pads off, and limped over to the cheerleaders, for the final time this season. His hair was a mess, and he was sweating like crazy, but his smile remained. The girls were cheering as they saw him approach. Bayley ran from her position in the squad, and gave him the mother of all Bayley hugs. Through labored breath, Shane spoke.

"You know... You know I'm really dirty right now, right Smiles?"

She looked up at him while still hugging him with that adorable little smile of hers, giggling her heart out. He chuckled.

"But you don't care, do you?"

She shook her head, confirming what he already knew.

Alexa saw this and smirked.

"Hey, Bayley. Be careful, he might contaminate you." She called out, while walking toward the two of them.

As Bayley let go of him, the boy got an idea.

"Well, seeing as you're my girlfriend, you've been contaminated for a while now."

"Okay. Your point is?"

"Come over here and give the champ a kiss."

Alexa rolled her eyes.

"Oh Christ. You're, "The Champ", now?"

"You betcha."

"So corny."

The two locked lips in celebration of the big victory, to the sounds of the exaggerated squeals of the cheer squad, and the girls in the crowd who saw it.

Back to the present, and despite the amount of discomfort and pain he was enduring, he couldn't help but continue to smile. Big E saw him, and smiled himself.

"You enjoying the feeling of being a champion, Cash?" The big teen asked.

"You bet, E. I couldn't have done it without you guys though. Not without you, Seth, Dolph, Cedric, Cody, Bray, Tyler, The Usos, or anyone else. Hell, even Heath. Man was a beast out there with that water."

The team laughed, and Slater gave a thumbs up from his locker, happy that he was actually being praised and not being laughed at for once. Cody, still dying on the floor, just haaad to chime in.

"I'm... I'm a shoe in for... for team MVP. Couldn't have... Couldn't have done it... without me."

Every boy in that locker room rolled their eyes the statement. Jimmy and Jey felt the need to repeat what they had said many times over throughout the course of the season.

"Ay, Uce! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" They yelled simultaneously.

The team laughed, and even Cody saw the humor in it.

"You know I'm right." He said.

"Yeah, Cody", Shane started, "We know... We know."

AN: Man, people seem to either want me to go down the Shane and Paige route, or the Shane and Alexa route. I HAVE THE POWER IN MY HANDS! Nah, I'm playing, I'm no tyrant. What do you guys think? Lemme know. It'll have an effect on how future chapters play out. Also, again, I'm not the best at love scenes, so I apologize if you thought it... SUCKED! BOOM, bad pun! I'm sorry, I had to. Please don't hate me. I love you. Peace.