You and Ilya have used to be rivals now playing in same team of volleyball. Even being in same team you never get along, always argue and banter more often.

After long rally of 2 matches at a day, you guys finally won both and went back to inn. Taking shower and having dinner. After eating dinner you went to the washroom and so do Ilya. Once you done, you went to wash your hands in sink when you noticed two hands wrapped around you and unbuttoning your shirt. It's Ilya. There's a smirk reflect on the mirror, you sighed and continue washing hands. " Not gonna protest huh ?" Ilya asked as his hands roam on your chest. He pressed his chest against your back.