Toxic ~ Kevin Alvarez & João Félix

~11~

Back to his room, Leilah and Kevin couldn't stop kissing. Her back is against the wall and he tightens his grip on her waist. Her hands are planted on his cheeks and he slits his tongue in her mouth for a more sensual kiss. They pull away to catch their breaths.
Leilah: Fuck...You're in a hurry huh...? 
Kevin: I'm so addicted to you...You have no idea baby...
Leilah: So you would've actually fucked me in front of the whole team...? 
Kevin: I would. 100%. 
Leilah: You have to be capping...

He looks directly at her, his lips are full of lipstick stains from the kiss. He leans closer, just millimetres away from kissing once again. 
Kevin: You wanna go out and test that theory? I would do it, so they know exactly who you belong to.
Leilah: Gosh this side of you...
Kevin: There's a lot that you don't know...
Leilah: We've got the whole night to ourselves to find that out...
Kevin: We do...You want it slow or fast...? 
Leilah: Whatever you're in the mood for, I'm ready for anything...

They go back to kissing, it gets a bit harsher; Kevin guides her to his bedroom.
Kevin: I can show you new tricks...
Leilah: Oh yeah...? I'd love to see it...
Kevin: You're down for it...? 
Leilah: I'm down for anything for you...

She takes off his shirt and throws it across the room. Her hands explore his bare skin while he kisses her already bruised-up neck. 
Kevin: I love to see those hickeys...It reminds me that you're all mine...
Leilah: Damn baby...Just fuck me already I- 

They hear a knock on their door and they stop what they are doing.
Leilah: Mmhh fuuucckkkk....
Kevin: I'll go check who that is okay? Just stay here.

He gets up to go to the front door, looks through the peephole and sees Tata.
Kevin: What does he want from me...

Kevin puts on a random shirt that he left on the couch and opens the door.
Kevin: Hey coach, what's up? 
Tata: Good evening Kevin, can I come in? I want to talk to you. 
Kevin: Sure, come on in. 

He steps aside to let him in and he sits down on the couch. 
Tata: So, you know we're playing Argentina next, right? 
Kevin: Yes I do.
Tata: How confident you are to be a starter for that game?
Kevin: I feel very confident sir.

That's a lie, in reality, he was shitting bricks to play against them.
Tata: Perfect! That's what I like to hear! You have potential, I might put you in.
Kevin: Really?? That's awesome! 
Tata: Tomorrow I have a press conference, and I want you to be there to answer some questions.
Kevin: Sure, of course. 

Tata sees Leilah's bag on the floor.
Tata: Oh! Is Leilah here? 
Kevin: She was here, she forgot her bag! I'll give it to her later.
Tata: And what's that on your lips...?

He pats his own lips and realizes that Leilah's lipstick is the substance that the coach is questioning.
Kevin: O-oh! Uuhmm...Well...How do I say this...? I tried her makeup on to see how girls do to put on so many layers of those! The knock made me jumpscare and I fucked it up!
Tata: Strange in fact...Well, I hope you clean this up. See you tomorrow. 
Kevin: Yeah...Goodnight. 

He leads him out of his room and runs to the bedroom.
Leilah: And?? 
Kevin: I might start the game vs Argentina! 
Leilah: That's awesome news! Congrats!
Kevin: Thank you!
Leilah: And he didn't see the lipstick??
Kevin: Oh he did but I told him I was just trying on your makeup for fun

She bursts out laughing.
Leilah: He believed it?? 
Kevin: I don't know, but that doesn't matter, tomorrow I go to the press conference with him, are you there too? 
Leilah: I should be there, yeah.
Kevin: Great! I won't be bored there.
Leilah: You can focus your attention on me all the time...
Kevin: Like I always do...Let's go to where we were, shall we?