Not your usual Jock (closed for Blodeuwedd_24)

Megan sagged against the wall, panting. A wide smile on her face.

"Jesus Aidan ,can you turn a girl on." She smiled back at him. Wincing slightly as he popped out. She'd be sore today ...but in the best possible way. A pleasant ache that would remind her that all of this hadn't been a dream.

She reached down and washed the cum away. Turning around, she kissed him softly on the lips. Smiling as she did. Resting her forehead against his.

"Thank you...for all of this."
 
Aidan smiled,

"No need to thank me, this was an amazing 12 hours."

He kissed her again, before deciding they needed to get moving for the day.

"Come on, lets dry and dress before we miss out first classes".

He grabbed two nearby towels, giving one to Megan. He dried himself quickly, then dressing. He packed his bag for the day and waited for Megan.
 
Megan nodded, there was no way in hell she was getting another late notice. She didn't want to tempt fate.

She grabbed the towel and patted her hair dry, the curls would air dry naturally. And dry into loose ringlets. She hopped around the room, collecting clothes as she went and pulling them on in a rush.

Running a hand through her hair as she grabbed her bag. She wondered what would happen after the last 12 hours? Did they walk out of this room and forget this night had existed? She knew she couldn't. She turned and smiled at him, her bag slung over her shoulder.

"Let's go."
 
Aidan took Megan's hand into his as they left his room. As they walked down the hall, they got a few quizzical looks. Aidan was used to all that, but he wasn't sure how Megan would take it. However, what happened next, he did not expect. They walked out the front door of the dorm to be met by a wall of photographers and reporters. The noise was deafening. Falshes were going off everywhere. The endless questions from the reporters seemed to blur into each other. Aidan had been becoming used to the media attention, but this was a new level. He looked at Megan and whispered in her ear,

"Just keep your head down, and don't say anything. They will twist anything".

With that, he gripped her hand a bit tighter and led her away. The short walk to the lecture hall took twice as long, being hounded every step. Luckily, the college had positioned some security at the door to the lecture hall, so once inside they were safe. For now.

"I'm really sorry about all that. Are you OK?"
 
Megan smiled shyly, joy seeming to burst from her skin as he grasped her hand. Happy to follow wherever he may lead. She frowned as people stopped to whisper. Shifting her bag uncomfortably on her shoulder. But what she wasn't ready for was the shock of dozens of reporters. Blinding camera flashes from every angle. Questions thrown. Her face turned ashen at some of the questions, "how does it feel to fuck an athlete Megan?" "Was he good Megan?!" She felt physically sick, only able to nod dumbly at his advice. Wondering how quickly this would build. How quickly her mother would hear... But the most sickening part of all ... When would he hear. Her body began to tremble. She only truly took a proper breath when they finally got inside the safety of the lecture halls.

Megan heard his question through a sea of panic. "I-i can't be on the news...Not for this! Fuck!" she dropped his hand. Eyes wild.
 
Aidan put his hands on Megan's shoulders and looked into her eyes.

"Calm down, take a deep breath. I know it's a bit overwhelming. You just have to ignore the ridiculous questions."

He smiled at her, trying to reassure her. He wasn't sure how she was feeling at all

"I need to head to class. I've training later, but I'll be back in my dorm at 9, if you want to talk."

She seemed to be staring off into space, but she nodded that she had heard him. He kissed her on the cheek, then left for class.

6 hours later, he was done with classes. The attention had been non stop all day, and frankly he was sick of it. He grabbed a lunch with his track team-mate, whom had promised him no talk of Megan. They then made their way to the track. For the next few hours, Aidan was carefree. The track was his sanctuary, away from life and its problems. The coach was now running closed session, meaning only the team and staff had access to the facility. He took some light ribbing from the guys, but he brushed it off.

9pm, and he was back in the dorm. it was the first time he really got to reflect on the day's events. He hoped Megan was okay. He really liked her, and he wanted to keep seeing her. Not just for the sex, she was a really cool girl who was so easy going. Her reaction that morning was understandable. He decided he would give her a few days to calm down before contacting her, unless she came to him.
 
Megan barely heard him, aware only that her world was about to come crashing down. She'd never fel so sick. Megan heard the question in his voice and nodded vaguely. It wouldn't be long until her stepfather found out. Wouldn't be long until he taught her the error of ever even talking to Aidan.

She turned and watched Aidanwalk away. He seemed to be used to this kind of circus, she guessed that's the life he had to get used to. But how could a person get used to it? Her life was quite and uncomplicated, why did liking someone have to change all that? There was no time to stand and mull it over, she had to get to class if she wanted to keep up her perfect grades. Trying to convince herself that by keeping her grades up- somehow she could avoid the punishment that she knew was imminent.

The day's lectures seemed to drag, and she spent most of them staring listlessly into space. Biting on her lip, chewing it non stop. She'd turned her phone off. Knowing he moment her mums Nd stepdad found out they'd be blowing up her phone with calls. When all her classes were finished, Megan made her way to the library. Knowing that if she stayed late enough they might think she'd gone home.

Hours later, when the library was dark. She finally got up the courage to leave. But as she walked out, she saw a sight that stopped her dead. Her stepfather's far was parked on the curb outside of the college gates, and the man himself stood there. Leaning against the car, a cigarette dangling from his lips. Sarah took a shaky breath. Had she not known this would happen? She'd thought he would leave her at least a few days before coming to find her. But there he was. A cold look of disdain on his face as she made her way hesitantly to the car. But he didn't say anything, simply opened the passenger door and motioned her to get in, slamming the door behind her.

The car journey back to her dorm was made in silence, and the minutes seemed to last hours. And her fear simply grew tenfold with each passing second. They finally pulled to a stop outside her dorm, the silence stretching. Twisting her fingers in her lap she stuttered, " I...i ... I didn't mean for it'll of this to hap-" but before she could even finish her sentence a crack of pain lit up her face as his hand flew out. His ring cutting her above the eye. He leant forward, crowding her against the door. His eyes alive with fury. "You listen here Megan, you stop acting like a slut right now. Stay away from the athlete, I've built a reputation and I won't have this destroying that. Are we clear?," Megan sat there, shaking. A hand to her slightly bleeding eye. Nodding frantically. "Good. Get out of my car."

Megan fumbled with the door, hands trembling. Almost falling out such was her haste. She hurried to her dorm and didn't look back, only letting go of the sob when she closed the door behind her. still crying, she looked in the mirror. Wincing as she saw the already brushing cuts above her eye. that was gonna be a shiner. She knew that she'd have to stay home for a couple of days. It was the only way she could avoid the press and avoid the one person she wanted to see the most, Aidan
 
2 days had past, and Aidan still hadn't heard from Megan. He was beginning to get worried. The articles in the paper really let her have it. He so desperately wanted to call a press conference and set the record straight. A talk with his best friend Nate had talked him down. It was not the best idea to go raving to the press.

Another day passed. Now he was really worried. Today was the last psychology class of the week, but Megan was missing. She never missed class. Something was wrong, he just knew it. After training that evening, he went to her room, and knocked on the door.

"Megan, it's Aidan."
 
Megan was curled on the bed, reading. It was all she'd done since coming back to her room. She'd not left, she'd had to beg her roommate to get food for her. She'd been shocked to see the now black eye that Megan sported. She'd even gone as far as to suggest that Aidan might have done it. Which had forced her to spill the truth. But she'd not managed to get her to tell the police. She'd never do it to her mum.

Megan hadn't been online, but her mother had made sure to phone her and inform her just how much they were making her sound like a whore. Megan just stopped answering her calls in the end. She startled as someone knocked on the door, sighing with relief when she heard Aidan's voice. Megan got up off the bed, staring at the door. Eyes wide with uncertainty. She was desperate to see him. But he hadn't messaged her... Hadn't called. Sure he was here now but he hadn't sent a text to check how she was...

"Aidan, please go. I'm ... Ill."
 
It was a lame excuse, and Aidan knew it.

"Megan, please I want to see you. I haven't heard from you in 3 days."

Then he realised. He hadn't tried to contact her. God, how could he be so stupid?!

"Look, I'm sorry I didn't contact you. The last few days have been a blur. But I'm here now, and I'm worried about you. I'm sorry you have got caught up in all this. That was never my intention.".

For the next few seconds, there was silence.

"Megan, please open the door."
 
Megan had her head pressed against the door, did he not think she knew how long it'd been?! She'd been cooped up in here. Wanting nothing more than to see him, to touch him, hold him. But he'd see her like this...

Sarah closed her eyes at his apology, the tears these past She'd been holding in for the past few days finally falling. She swiped at them. Eyes wide as he asked her again to open the door.

What else could she do? She doubted he was the type to give up and walk away. So swallowing heard. Pulling her fringe down across her eye, she unbolted and opened the door. Quickly turning around and walking away from him.

"I'm fine Aidan. I've just..been ill. That's all."
 
Aidan closed the door behind him, and sat down on the bed beside Megan. He looked at her, frowning as he saw her face.

"What happened to you? Did someone hit you?"

He could feel the anger building inside him. Who could be such a coward to raise a hand to her, or to any woman for that fact? He had a deep hatred for abusive people, whether it be physical, verbal or emotional.

But he had to calm down for the moment. He needed to be there for Megan.

"I'm really sorry I haven't been around. But I want you in my life. Now that I know you, I don't want to lose you."
 
Megan ducked her head, the largest ok of pity and ang r on his face making her feel shamed that she'd let him hurt her again. That he was trying to destroy any happiness that she'd made for herself. She shook her head, trying to sme but it came out as more of a grimace.

"It's ...nothing. I caught it on the bathroom door. I'm clumsy." She forced out a laugh, it sounded false even to her ears. His words filled her with a deep joy but she knew they couldn't have the picture he painted. Not while her stepfather was alive. Megan swallowed , hard. But tried to make her voice sound angry. She thought of her stepfather and it helped fuel the words.

"I don't care what you want. It's not what I want. The other night was...nice... But I can never be the girl you need and deserve. You're not the guy for me." Megan couldn't look at him, she couldn't bear to see what he thought of her in that moment.
 
Megan's words stunned him. He couldn't believe that she was rejecting him after their joyous few days together.

"I don't understand. I thought we had something special. Are you telling everything that you said and felt was a lie? There's something you're not telling me".

He sighed. He couldn't force her to be with him. That had never been his style.

"Look, if you don't want to tell me what's going on, fine. I'll leave you alone."
 
Megan winced. She couldn't handle this. She felt like she was being killed every which way by her emotions and obligations. But her eyes widened with lank as he got up to leave and without thinking she grabbed his hand to stop him leaving.

"Don't go...I... I don't know how to tell you. I've only ever told one person before about him... I..."

Megan got up, arms wrapped around herself almost protectively. Her. Ok e almost a whisper. " I'm not just clumsy... I ... I can't see you anymore because if I carry on he'll give me another black eye ... Or worse... I mean he's never broken anything but there's a first time for everything... And if he hurt you? Jesus... I couldn't do that to you...I won't"

Megan was rambling, she hadn't even said who he was. She couldn't think past the panic that gripped her.
 
Megan's revelation hit him with a whirlwind of emotions. He looked at her as she spoke, hurting inside that she was being hurt.

"Wait, hold on a second. Breathe. Now, who is he?"

He took her hand in his, gently stroking his thumb over the back of her hand. Three days ago, he had been blissfully happy with this girl. Now, that dream lay shattered in front of him. But he wasn't giving her up without a fight, not for anyone or anything.
 
Megan stopped, looking down at her hand in his. She'd wanted to see him so badly over the last few days. To have him hold her, kiss her... Soothe the darkness away, soothe it all away. And here he was. But she could put him in danger, she wouldn't be able to live with herself.

Megan's mouth opened and closed and she took a deep breath. "My stepfather. But you can't do anything. He'll hurt you and that is not happening." Megan held onto his hand like a lifeline, wanting to fold herself into his body and stay there. "It's why I can't see you. He'll come after you. I'm used to his...ways. But if he hurts you? I couldn't live with myself."
 
The anger was rising again inside Aidan. This monster that Megan called her stepfather had hurt his first proper love of his life. He wouldn't stand for it. He had to do something. But he wasn't someone to use his fists to resolve a situation.

"I don't care what he says. I'm not going anywhere."

He then had an idea. It was a bit risky, but it would be worth it to save Megan, and their relationship.

"Listen, I hate that the media are hounding you, and painting the wrong picture of you. I'm going to organise a press conference tomorrow, and tell the truth.

But before I can do that, I need to ask you something. Will you be my girlfriend?"
 
Megan's mouth popped open in shock. "Girlfriend? Aidan...you barely know me ...and I've already caused trouble for you... I mean I'd obviously say yes in other circumstances but I just can't see how I'll be good for you. And a press conference? To say what? I just don't want you destroying your career for some girl. I'm not worth it. And you're worth everything."

Megan knew it should be impossible to love someone she'd known properly for less than a few days but there was no mistaking the emotion that swamped her when she looked at him. He stole her breath away.
 
Wow, this girl had an unique way of words!

"Megan, I don't just ask anyone to be my girlfriend. In fact, you are only the second in my life. And what trouble? The media? I have been dealing with that for months. You are a blessing. I want to set the record straight, for your benefit. You are probably one of the top students at this school, and you don't need the media saying all those things about you. If anything, I should be apologising to you.

Now I'll allow one more answer", smiling at her.
 
Megan couldn't help but smile, wincing slightly as her eye crinkled. But she found herself making him wait for the answer , knowing how important it was for both of them and not wanting to rush it.

"The media, my stepfather... I am trouble Aidan... But... If you're willing to take on said trouble then-" Megan did what she'd wanted to do since he walked in and grabbed his face, pulling him in and kissing his lips for all she was worth. Moaning as she finally got to taste his lips again, to meld her body to his where it ought to be. She finally pushed away, grinning up at him with her hands on his chest. "...yes."
 
Aidan beamed a big smiled at Megan when he heard her answer. He kissed her back with all the passion he had for her. He took her into his arms, wanting desperately to never let her go. As long as she was in his life, he would do everything to protect her.

"You are one of the few shining lights in my life right now. I'm not giving you up for anything.
 
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