Take A Dive

*“Callum's hatred for losing ran deeper than his guilt. Never backing down from a challenge, he always found himself driven by his impeccable winning streak. The last of the four horsemen to play a game of chance. Callum must decide which is more important, friendship or his desire to always win, even if his win means the demise of everything including the one who won his heart.”*

“Callum?”

Callum's eyes widened as he heard a small voice on the other end of the phone, “Max?!” He couldn’t believe it. He’d been searching for him everywhere, leaving his number for anyone who could possibly have seen him.

"I-I’m in trouble,” he sniffled into the phone. "They’re going to make me race, and I don’t want to…I’m scared. Please, can you come to get me?”

Snapping his fingers, Callum's clothes quickly changed. "Tell me where you are, I’m on my way.” Getting the information from Max, he sighed. He wanted to call Charlee, but he didn’t want her to worry. His hands ran over his tattoos, finding an empty spot he hadn't realized was there before. He stared at it, brushing it off as an oversight. Thoughts racing, he vanished to save his friend.

Arriving, Callum looked around and spotted Max. His small frame sat behind the wheel of a Ferrari, his hands shaking in terror. Callum ran to the middle of the street.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! HE’S JUST A KID!”

An older man, with a gray beard and expensive suit, came into Callum’s view. He pointed to Max. "Who him? Nah, he not a kid. He’s a PERSON that owes me money and didn’t pay. I don’t give a rat's ass how old he is. He can’t pay my money, he has to play the game.”

"And what game is that?”

The man chuckled, "Any of his choosing. He spun the wheel, and it landed on racing. And because I’m such a fair guy, I even gave me a great deal. He wins, I’ll erase his debt and he’s free to go.”

Callum glared at him in fury. "HE’S NEVER GOING TO SURVIVE THIS AND YOU KNOW IT!”

The man pushed Callum. "That’s not my concern. I don’t know who the fuck you are, but I suggest you find yourself somewhere else quickly before you end up a speed bump on the road.”

Callum’s eyes flashed white, and he reached in his pocket. Not feeling his favorite coin, he looked to Max and his focus changed. He looked around and sized up the situation, seeing another racer who wore the same color as the man.

"Is that your son?” The man's jaw twitched, and Callum smirked, "Ah, I see what’s happening now. You want someone who you know your son can beat to race him, that way when he wins, you can pretend it was all of his volition. You never planned on letting Max survive, he would have died anyway.”

The man swallowed his spit and stepped closer to Callum, "You have no fucking idea what it’s like to have a loser for a son. He’s twenty-two and still can’t do shit! But he’s going to do this.”

Callum felt his anger grow. He hated cheaters. It was why he worked so hard to make sure he played the game fair. "I’ll tell you what. How about I take Max’s place? Nobody is going to care if your son beats a kid who can’t even drive, but they will care if he beats me.”

The man raised his brow, "And who are you?”

"Somebody who never loses, but I will today. You want your son to actually have bragging rights, let them see him go against a real racer. When I lose, I get Max, and his debt is erased.”

Silence and then the man grinned, "You got yourself a deal.”

Walking to the car, Callum opened the door. "CALLUM!” Max shouted and unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Hey, kid,” he replied, laughing as Max hugged him tightly.

“Sorry I disappeared on you.”

“But you’re here now.”

Callum nodded, "Come on, I need to get into the seat.”

Max’s eyes widened, and he shook his head feverishly, "No!”

Callum looked up and watched the man hit his son hard on the back of his head. "YOU BETTER FUCKING WIN OR DON’T COME HOME!”

He looked down and winked at Max, "Don’t worry, I’ll be just fine.” Escorting Max over to the sidelines, he bent down. "Don’t move, don’t talk to anyone, Okay?” After getting Max to agree, Callum got into the car.

"Three…Two…One… GO!”

Callum and his opponent took off at the same time. Serving effortlessly through the streets, Callum worked hard to make sure to not stray too far in front from him.

*Gotta make this look legit or it won’t work*

As they bent the third lap, Callum’s car started to smoke. "What the-” One of the wheels popped off and he began to skid. His eyes burned white, and he slammed his hand into the wheel. "THOSE FUCKING LITTLE CHEATERS!” He fumed loudly. He snapped his fingers, and the car returned to normal.

*If that’s the game you want to play, fine, let’s play.*

He caught up with his opponent, whose eyes widened in fear as Callum glared at him before giving him a grin. Callum laughed wildly, as he cut him off. Almost to the finish line, he heard the car behind him hit the brakes. It stopped too hard, fishtailing and colliding with the back of his, and Callum watched out his mirror as his opponent’s car began to flip. He looked to the finish line, and then to the car, and his mind traveled to the deal he made for Max.

*“You’re good Callum…I know you’re good”*

Charlee’s voice rang and his ear, and suddenly his winning streak or playing fair, no longer seemed to matter. He snapped his finger, and the car landed on the ground. The driver shook, Callum slowed down and let him pass. As he watched the guy cross the finish line, he smiled. He saved two lives that night, he’d finally done something good. He stopped his car, and as he got out, Max raced over to hug him, "I’m so glad you’re okay.”

He laughed, "Me too.”

He felt someone approach him and turned to see his opponent, who smiled at him widely. "Look if you’re here to gloat about winning-” He shook his head. Callum's arm burned and he tugged at his sleeve. The space once blank, now bore a new tattoo. "Sinner” read upright, but the other way read "Saint”

"This belongs to you.” The man said handing him his coin. He patted Callum’s shoulder, "Congrats, you passed.”

Callum looked around, seeing everything slowly start to disappear. He looked down to see Max smiling as his face shifted.

"Uncle J.C.?” Callum asked astonished.

His uncle smiled. "Guess you don’t hate me as much as you thought.”

Callum rolled his eyes, "Didn’t know it was you.”

His uncle laughed, "Too late, the hug has already been given. It might not mean much, but I’m so proud of you Callum.” And with that, he disappeared, but not before seeing Callum smile.

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Charlee looked down to see her diamond ring illuminate. "I knew you could do it.” She muttered absentmindedly as she continued to prepare dinner.

"I’m glad one of us did.” Callum's voice spoke from the shadows startling her.

"Callu-uhhh” Charlee dropped the knife on the counter as his magic hit her between the thighs.

"I found Max,” he said smirking.

"You di-uhhh,” she moaned again.

He nodded, "Turns out it was Uncle J.C. the entire time. Gotta admit that was a good trick.” Charlee grasped the counter, the small pulses building. "I had to lose tonight…but in reflection, it did feel good to help others. I made myself proud and I hope that you’re proud of me too.”

Her breath ragged, Charlee tried to focus, "Of course I’m proud of you. I’m always proud of you. It’s one of the reasons I-shiit!“ She tightened her legs, but the pulses only seemed to intensify.

Callum leaned behind her and placed his hands on top of hers. He breathed against her ear, "Why you what?” She could feel his fangs on the back of her neck, and she shuddered, as he scathed the spot he knew was extremely sensitive. Callum slid his hand down her pants and spread her lips. "Tell me Charlee…I need to know.”

His other hand caressed her nipple, and she groaned loudly as his fingers and magic worked in sync. "W-why I-I love you so m-much.” She felt him smile.

He kissed her spot. "I love you too Lee.” He removed his hand from her breast and produced a coin. “Head or tail?”

"Wha-”

"Head or tail…and yes, I’m saying exactly what I mean.” Callum ran his tongue past the spot on her neck, and he threw the coin into the air. "Lee…pick before the coin falls.”

"HEAD!” She screamed, her climax approaching. Her eyes widened, as the coin sat up, displaying both sides.

"Sorry Charlee, but I already told you I don’t plan on playing fair with you.” He pulled her pants and panties away from her body.

He snapped, and Charlee’s hands went above her head. Not seeing what kept her wrist bound, she looked at him wildly. He smirked, and his eyes looked her over. Charlee felt her body lift from the floor. Seeing her suspended in mid-air, Callum licked his lips. Saying nothing, he placed his hands in the pocket of his jeans and slowly walked towards her.

Every step he took, Charlee’s body levitated backward until she found herself pressed against her kitchen wall. He tilted his head and kissed her leg and her eyes whitened. Callum grabbed both her ankles and spread her thighs. The moment they hit the wall, they locked in place. Snapping his fingers, his eyes whitened hearing her moan as his magic slowly worked its way up her body from the inside. Clasping his hands behind his back, Callum walked between her thighs and placed his tongue on her clit.

Sucking on it gently, he felt her squirm. Her moans growing louder, the magical bounds keeping her from getting away. Knowing she was about to cum, he snapped his fingers making her body flip, and the bounds to lock her in place again.

"FUCK!” She screamed when he drove his tongue into her behind and her climax started to rise again. Placing two fingers inside of her, he massaged her G-spot. She pulled at the invisible restraints and Callum drove his tongue deeper in response. "*CAL* OHHHH…” she groaned out, and Callum snapped releasing her.

Dropping into his arms, Charlee felt his teeth sink into the sensitive spot on the back of her neck while he pressed his finger against her clit. Her eyes shot open as her climax tore through her, causing her to grip hard into his shirt. Breathlessly, she held onto him and he licked the spot he bit. She shivered.

"You taste amazing Lee…everywhere.”

"Cal...”

He didn't respond but she could feel him smile against her neck. He snapped and his pants disappeared but he kept her pressed against him.

"Lee?”

“Hm?”

"What are your top three places you’ve always wanted to go?”

Callum grinded her body against his, the magic around him, leaving her dazed. She leaned back into him, "…Paris…Rome…London…”

Whipping her around Callum picked up her, and she placed her legs around his waist. Kissing her deeply, he entered her slowly, already addicted to the way she felt. He stroked inside her and murmured against her lips, “First stop Paris…,” before they both vanish into thin air.