Chapter 424: That’s Why He’s the Goat
He walked toward Jaz, putting his palm flat against her chest, right over her sweaty jersey, and pressed down hard, feeling her breast give way under his hand, heavy and soft.
Everyone shut up, nobody moved. Jaz just stood there with her mouth open, totally stunned.
"N-Nash, w-what are—"
She looked into his eyes and the words just died in her throat. The guy looked serious, very determined, definitely too serious for a dude groping her.
"Until today, you used your strength like a weapon," he said. "But when you face someone stronger than you, you get dominated. And still, you never stop trying."
His hand slid under the edge of her jersey, touching her bare skin, hot and slick with sweat. His other hand followed immediately.
Slowly, he yanked the jersey up, and both her enormous breasts spilled into his palms. They were heavy and firm, her brown nipples pointing straight up.
"N-Nash...?!"
"Your real strength is this. Persistence," he continued. "You never show your weaknesses. And that’s exactly why you’re such an important part of this team."
He stepped behind her, pressing his pelvis hard against her ass. It was so weird, because the way he spoke really felt so powerful that while she was confused, she really wanted to let him do it, not because of excitation, but her unyielding trust fixed at 100% for a while.
His cock was rock hard under his shorts, wedged right between her cheeks. He started rubbing it, slow, up and down, grinding right into her crack. At the same time, he gripped her breasts without any restraint, kneading them, lifting them up and letting them drop heavily against his fingers.
"Mmh..."
Jaz let her head fall back against his shoulder. She arched her back, pushing her chest even further into his hands. Her hips moved on their own, pushing her ass back to glue herself against him.
"The strength to impose your truth," Nash muttered. "Over and over. Until it becomes reality."
His fingers found her nipples. He pinched them hard, pulling them just enough to make her breasts follow the movement. He rolled the hard tips between his thumb and index finger while his hips started to pick up the pace.
His cock slid along her crack, and every thrust pushed her cheeks further apart, pushing her panties deep into her already soaking wet lips.
"This is exactly what I want to see in you, Jaz."
"Ah— Nash..."
She gasped, a low moan escaping her. Her hands reached back to grab his, but not to stop him, she wanted to keep him there. He pulled harder on her nipples, until her knees gave out, letting her collapse, sitting on the floor.
She was breathing hard, her thighs wide open, showing a dark wet stain on her underwear.
𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
"Fuck..." she whispered with that stupid smile on the face.
Nash took his hands off her, leaving them on her shoulders for a second. Then, he stepped over her legs and turned toward Alicia.
No one could understand it, but from the first touch, his passives had spread through the group, stacking by seconds. Every word felt too perfect, every gesture was too hard to refuse or contest.
Nash grabbed Alicia’s wide hips and slid his hands up to her sweaty freckled chest. He squeezed them, then slid his hands under the jersey, grabbing and squeezing her bare breasts, pressing them together until the flesh overflowed between his fingers.
"You thought you were a burden before," he whispered. "Look at you now."
"Nash..."
His palms slid down her sweating back, moving down to grab her ass with both hands. He almost lifted her off her feet to crush her against him. His bulge rubbed directly against her slit through their shorts. He guided the movement himself, the head of his cock hitting the sweet spot with every push, the fabric getting wet on both sides.
Alicia moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck, her hips undulating as she searched for more friction, her clit rubbing the bulge without being able to take it inside.
"Ahn... more..."
But he set her down, his hands lingering on her ass for a second, leaving her with her thighs shaking and her shorts dark with wetness.
Now wasn’t the time for release, he was on a mission.
He moved behind her and continued toward Aiko, who was already blushing.
He took her from behind, one hand staying under her breast, kneading it, the other sliding into her shorts, pushing her panties aside, and found her pussy already drenched.
Two fingers slid between her lips and pushed inside, slow, until he felt her walls tighten around him. His thumb found her clit and rubbed it in small, wet circles.
"You’re not just anyone," he said. "You’re the one I’ve always seen as my rival. The one who overshadows me. Look at me, and only me. You’re not playing against them tonight. You’re playing against me."
"N-Nash—"
His finger moved -Schlk- A high-pitched moan cut her worss short. Her legs trembled, her hips arched against his hand instinctively.
"I’m not... I’m not just your rival for you to— ahn—"
Her head fell back onto his shoulder. He pushed his fingers in deeper, curled them, and let her squeeze it tight. Then he pulled it out slowly, glistening and wet, and wiped it on her inner thigh. Aiko stood there with her shorts shifted and her panties to the side, one hand gripping the bench for support.
He turned to Miko now, leaning down to take the glasses off her face, stroked her cheek, and moved down her neck. He pulled her small breasts out of her jersey, both fitting perfectly in his palms. He pinched her hard nipples, rolling them and pulling just enough to make her stand on her tiptoes. His other hand went into her shorts, one finger sliding along her narrow slit, already wet, then pushing a centimeter inside.
"You didn’t miss a single three-pointer tonight. Not one. You can do exactly that again."
"Ah— This... this is a very interesting way to motivate me..."
Her knees tightened around his hand. He moved his finger one more time, making her squeak, and then withdrew his hand. He then turned toward Nia just as she stepped into his space.
"Right, I know. I played well, blah blah, the birds and the flowers. Now, just take me. Right now."
She kissed him, no sweet nor bullshit, just straight to the point. Their tongues danced, a wet sound could be heard every time they moved, and saliva was dripping abundantly from the corners of their mouths.
Her breasts crushed against his chest, her nipples hard through the jersey. Nash responded by grabbing her ass with both hands, pulling her panties aside to get a better grip, lifting her almost off the floor. His cock rubbed her pussy through their shorts, so she wrapped a leg around his hip and rubbed herself against him more and more, her slit opening over his bulge and soaking the tissue.
"Mmmh—"
But once again, he set her down without giving her the relief of releasing, breaking the kiss with a string of saliva between them. Nia stood there with her lips glistening, a little dazzled while he walked around the bench to Hana.
"You never talk. But I know what you’re feeling. And I want you to show the whole world what you’re worth. It’s not just Blacklist tonight. It’s Hana."
His thumb traced her jaw. One finger slid over her lips. She took it in her mouth without hesitation, sucking it, her tongue swirling around it, her cheeks hollowing, making a small wet sound with every movement.
He pulled her against him. His free hand went down, pushed the panties aside, and stroked her bare pussy. Two fingers along the lips, the middle finger sliding in while she continued to suck him.
"You’re going back in for the first quarter, and you’ll be my centerpiece."
"Mmh."
She moaned around his finger, eyes half-closed, hips following his hand, her juices flowing over his palm. He pulled his wet finger from her mouth, gave it a lick, and moved behind Mai.
His hands wrapped around her firm, medium breasts, kneading them, pinching the hard nipples under his palms. Then, one hand slid between her thighs.
"People say you’re ice-cold, but I know that’s a lie. I know you better than anyone. I know what you like. And I want to see you melt."
"Nash, this is..."
He pushed her panties aside, two fingers entering, until he felt her hot and wet walls close in. His thumb found her clit and rubbed, speeding up.
"Nash— ah— N-N-Nash... Aah—"
Her hips were fucking his hand on their own. The mask of coldness was gone. A stream of wetness flowed down his fingers, even more than with the other girls. He left her right on the edge, pulled his hand out, and licked his fingers before moving on.
Every action seemed to bounce on each girl, even those who weren’t involved yet found themselves terribly wet, waiting impatiently their turn.
Hina, seeing him leave Mai, had already taken off her t-shirt, then her shorts, then her panties. She stood there completely naked, her monumental jiggling breasts free, nipples hard and her pussy already glistening.
Nash looked at her for a moment, though about his words, then just shook his head with a smile.
"Yeah, you’re my girl. So get back out there and destroy them. If you do, I’ll really take care of your ass as much as you want."
She grinned, walking toward him and nibbled on his lower lip.
"I’m not that stupid. So skip the speech and take me now."
He laughed. One hand squeezed a naked butt cheek, the flesh overflowing between his fingers. The other opened her up, and his middle finger circled the the thick rim of her anus, pressing and sliding.
Her pussy rubbed against his thigh, her lips opening over his muscle, a stream of wetness running down his leg. They kissed, a wet, hungry kiss with tongues, Hina moaning into his mouth.
"Ohh... ah, fuck... There’s time, just take me now..."
He grinned against her lips, then gave her butt a gentle slap, left her and turned away. Kai was already laughing.
"You killed it out there. This half, you’re going to destroy everything. I have total faith in you."
"I know, I know, now, my turn," she said, puffing out her chest.
He obliged, grabbing and massaging her breasts, pulling one out of the jersey and pinching the nipple before sliding down to her ass. He pulled her pelvis tight against his.
The movement started slow, then accelerated, his cock rubbing her pussy through both sets of shorts, the fabric soaking through, the head of his cock lodging between her lips with every push.
"Ha— oh shit... So good... Mmh... ahn..."
Her laugh turned into a moan. Her hips rolled on their own. He kept her there for three more rubs, then let her go.
Rumi was already naked in the back, two fingers in her pussy, juice running down her wrist and onto her inner thigh like a broken faucet.
"You..."
"Oh come on. I can’t wait anymore."
She crossed the room and threw herself at him, giving him a wet, starving kiss, her big breasts crushing against his chest. Her pussy ruined for good the front of his shorts with how drenched she was.
But she didn’t care, she grinded without restraint, her lips opening over his cock through the fabric-schlk, schlk- a stream of her fluids flowing down her thigh.
"Mmmh, Nwash..."
He pulled his mouth away for a second to breathe, then went back in. He grabbed her by the ass, lifted her for a second, slammed her back against him, and then let her slide down so he could pass.
Now, Yuna’s turn. She was touching herself in the corner, two fingers inside. He stepped up behind her, his fingers joining hers, opening her pussy wider, and two more fingers pushed in next to hers, deeper, while his thumb played with her clit. His other hand grabbed a breast, pinching the nipple to the rhythm.
"You do so much, but few people actually see it. Tonight, I want everyone to see."
"Ahn— Nash... everyone is watching..."
She felt a second of embarrassment, but it melted into a deep moan. Her legs shook, her pussy squeezed their tangled fingers, juice flowing over both their hands. He pulled his fingers out slowly and stood up.
Only Rei was left. She held her breath, seeing him coming, after teasing everyone, surely it should mean he would start with her, right?
Big error, Nash still considered her preferences.
This time he was gentler. His hand rested on her hip, moved up her side, and stayed a distance from what he’d done to the others.
"I know we’re a team, but let me be the one sacrificing. It’s not a question of power or not, it’s my mission to fight to make this possible. For your own success. That’s what being a man is, for me. Fighting for you."
Rei became immobile for a moment, when his fingers brushed her inner thigh, barely above the short, he felt the moisture already there through the fabric, much more than he expected.
That was it, she gulped. He much have felt it, he definitely did. It was so crazy and shameful to know she was letting him touch that from her, but... There was something so drilling about it.
Yet... That was all. Nash moved away without going further, without touching her most intimate part.
"...."
She stayed silent, her breathing getting heavier. What was that? She couldn’t proceed it. Her thighs pressed together, feeling like they were denied something vital.
She couldn’t process why he didn’t do her like the others, or rather, she did. She slowly understood why him, of all people, would treat her this way, even though she felt like it wasn’t enough and she hated that.
But that was it, for Nash the biggest part of the plan was done. The girls were seriously aroused.
Even Victoria squeezed her thighs, a smile on her face despite herself. She should have said something, but she didn’t. Her panties were soaked, and she knew it. Dahlia, leaning against the wall, felt her legs give way, one hand on her own belly.
No woman wzd left unaffected by this display, and now, Nash had at his hand 13 girls that he could put into the beast mode right on the début of the third quarter.
Or rather, 12.
He walked across the locker room and lifted Chio, who was still half-conscious, one hand under her knees, the other under her back.
"Like I said, I’m not a hero nor a good guy. I’m just a motherfucker who likes asses, and I’m taking my cock out of the Underground to go fuck the Upperworld."
A shocked and excited laugh broke out among the girls. Around him, several of them continued to touch themselves, shorts shifted, fingers between thighs, moans mixing together.
What a perfect wether for his goal.
"Tonight, you’re going to show them what happens when you underestimate the best team in the Underground. You’ll show them how badly I’ll rearrange your inside after that game."
A roar rippled through the room... Or not, it wasn’t a roar. It was a collective moan of the girls, but it didn’t really matter at that moment. Everything Nash said sounded like a sermon.
"Alright... Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to illustrate my determination with Chio. Get some rest, and think about me. Be right back."
He headed toward the showers, carrying her like a hunter dragging a gazelle, while behind him, the girls kept melting.