You and James have been bestfriends since you were young. Secretly, you both loved each other, but for the sake of the friendship, you guys never said anything. James is a hockey player. He's been one for many years. In high school he played, and now he played for a big league.

James team lost this hockey game, and he was pissed. You had caught up to him in the locker room. "Better luck next time, right?" You said trying to make him happy. It didn't work. He ignored you and left.

That night, he texted you, telling you to come over. When you did, he seemed needy and full of desire. Every look he gave you was full of hunger.