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Blackmail Linsang
by JWolfman
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10 years ago
Adam Tevela and Yesina Selas are my characters. Derek Kim (mentioned) belongs to Anonymous13423. All characters are set in the FBA Universe! NSFW due to strong language and violence.
Adam Tevela knew that once word passed around that he had arrived at Las Vegas to be a spectator for the Street Heat charity tournament, a certain participant in the tournament would hear about it and would try to take action. But he knew this participant, the ruffed lemur Yesina Selas, had a public image to keep, so Adam kept himself in public as much as possible with many potential witnesses. Instead of using room service carts within the privacy of his suite within the Luxor, he ate at crowded restaurants and gladly dealt with intrusive fans that interrupt his meals with demands for autographs, selfies, and simple chitchat that lead nowhere. He sat with the crowds spectating the basketball games of the tournament, and kept himself alongside his friends as much as reasonably possible. Thankfully even his former UFLA teammate Derek Kim was there, and heckling Yesina’s performances on the games were fun times with him. He tried to be so careful that he even picked along a ‘lucky fan’ to walk with him toward his own suite, only to dismiss them politely once they reach his room door. Anything to keep Yesina at a distance from him, as she wouldn’t approach him in public due to the already published heat between the two college rival players. However his luck was bound to run out, as it often happened with people here in Las Vegas.
In the early morning as the sun peered up at the horizon, Adam was already awake and dressed for his morning exercise, this time at the Luxor’s training room. Humming softly, he opened the door of his room only to find a set of fingers clasp onto the side of it, opening the door wider than he intended.
With a startled yelp, Adam jumped back into his room and watched as Yesina stood up from her seated position just outside the door in the hallway and simply walked in his room, closing the door behind her before Adam could even muster much of a reaction. Just seeing her in only a sports bra and gym shorts was bad enough, but her glaring expression on her face had all the cues of an angry lemur brimming with loathing.
It took very little time for Adam to counter it with an equal expression. “What the hell? What are you doing here?”
“I wanna talk to you, but goddamnit I couldn’t get you in private!” Yesina screamed back, her large black tail twitching.
“Get the fuck out of my room,” he retorted, calming down after the initial shock.
Yesina stayed put and crossed her arms, blocking his only exit from the room other than the 14th floor room window. “No.”
Adam sighed, shaking his head. “How long were you out there in the hallway?”
“All night.”
The linsang chuckled in disbelief and feeling trapped in his own room, he resigned and flopped his body onto a nearby couch. “All night you just sat there on the floor? Look, you wanna talk to me? Fine, do that then get out.”
Yesina stepped forward only to halt suddenly when Adam countered her motions with a glare and a curt nod of disapproval. She sighed and relaxed her arms. “I don’t know what my sister told you, but I can be a really nice girl, Adam.”
“You stomped me during that game a few years back.”
She rolled her eyes. “That was an accid--”
Adam copied her expression. “Fuck that! Bullshit.”
“Oy... anyway, I’ll get right to the point. Beth Sarnel wants another fifty grand.”
Adam cringed as he digested that request in his mind, immediately rejecting it. Yesina noted his expression and continued on. “She had a lot of debt, Adam. Credit cards, mortgage, insurance, medical bills for herself and her... son.”
“I just gave her a hundred grand in January!” Adam screamed, slamming his fist onto the couch cushion before standing up. “She blew through a hundred fucking grand in six months?”
“And now she wants fifty thousand more. The annual payment--”
“Wait... wait up... what?” Adam frowned as the mental wheels in his head start turning and clicking. He slowly approached toward her. “How involved are you with her? Was this whole thing your idea?”
Yesina refused to give way to him, even as the slightly taller and muscular linsang stopped within arm’s reach from her. “Does it matter?”
“Of course it matters!” Adam retorted, both his fists already curled tightly and vibrating.
Yesina sighs, sensing his anger but confident he wouldn’t do anything about it. “I may have... encouraged her to seek out assistan--”
Adam didn’t let her finish her sentence, as his anger wouldn’t allow it. For years, ever since his freshman year in UFLA, he had a fierce rivalry with Yesina, but he always thought it was simply because of the rivalry between their respective universities. It was not until just before Adam entered the FBA that he learned her hate for him ran much deeper, far beyond simple basketball jealousy and rivalry. But even after he learned that Yesina tried to ruin his public image by throwing her own sister onto his arms, he thought it was just jealousy of his fame. Even after he learned about his son being born after just a one-night’s fling with Bethany Sarnel and Yesina’s possible involvement with it, he thought the whole idea of blackmail was Bethany’s and without external influence. But now, saying the word 'encouraged’ in this context set him off, once he realized the gravity of the conspiracy. Once his ears caught that word, the rage blocked off all decency and self-restraint.
Adam’s fist swung across her face almost like a blur, halting her sentence in mid-speech. With a startled and pained yelp, Yesina’s head jerked to the side upon impact and her knees buckled to collapse her body onto the floor. She sat up against the wall, holding her paws against her sore eye and whimpering as Adam glared down at her.
“YOU BITCH!” He roughly grabbed her arm to haul her up to stand, pinning her against the wall. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”
With a loud scream that threatened to alert the next door room neighbors, Yesina slammed her elbow onto his chest, provoking him to let go and he stumbled back a few steps. Thankfully for her, he complied to her motions and kept his distance just out of reach as she glared back at him with her one good eye. “She’s the one with your son, asshole!”
“Both of you are blackmailing me!” Adam turned to walk away from her, placing both quivering paws of his onto a wooden table as he bent in a slight angle toward it. His large ringtail twitched and swayed in curt directions, ears flicking in annoyance. “It was just one fucking night...”
“And it ruined her, Adam,” Yesina said with a calmer voice, her paw still on her bad eye. “And look at you now. Best rookie in your team, high runner for the Rookie of the Year award, and once you’re a free agent after next season, you’ll most likely be getting at least six or seven million a year. All Beth’s asking is small change per year from you. What’s another fifty grand?”
Adam growled, his finger-claws scratching on the table. “It’s still blackmail... is he even my son?”
Yesina titled her head slightly. “Excuse me?”
“I’m... going to demand some testing. If I’m going to give her money because both of you are forcing me to, I want to know if that kid is really my son. And if he’s not...”
Yesina leaned against the door behind her, watching him approach. There was something about the look on his face, the way how he walked, that sent chills up her back. Before she could react, one of Adam’s paws came up to her neck, pinning her to the door. She titled her head to the side, cringing as Adam breathed onto her face through his clenched fangs. “Hell will be too good a place for you. Now you go tell Beth that... I’m not going to give her or you a fucking dime until I make sure that kid is actually mine. Understand?”
She whimpered softly, but acknowledged with a nod until he released her. He turned to walk away again, his fingers rubbing up his head. “Get out.”
The command wasn’t necessary as Yesina already grabbed the door handle and opened the door behind her. She didn’t stay in the room long enough to see him flop back onto the couch, hiding his face with a pillow.
~The End~
Adam Tevela knew that once word passed around that he had arrived at Las Vegas to be a spectator for the Street Heat charity tournament, a certain participant in the tournament would hear about it and would try to take action. But he knew this participant, the ruffed lemur Yesina Selas, had a public image to keep, so Adam kept himself in public as much as possible with many potential witnesses. Instead of using room service carts within the privacy of his suite within the Luxor, he ate at crowded restaurants and gladly dealt with intrusive fans that interrupt his meals with demands for autographs, selfies, and simple chitchat that lead nowhere. He sat with the crowds spectating the basketball games of the tournament, and kept himself alongside his friends as much as reasonably possible. Thankfully even his former UFLA teammate Derek Kim was there, and heckling Yesina’s performances on the games were fun times with him. He tried to be so careful that he even picked along a ‘lucky fan’ to walk with him toward his own suite, only to dismiss them politely once they reach his room door. Anything to keep Yesina at a distance from him, as she wouldn’t approach him in public due to the already published heat between the two college rival players. However his luck was bound to run out, as it often happened with people here in Las Vegas.
In the early morning as the sun peered up at the horizon, Adam was already awake and dressed for his morning exercise, this time at the Luxor’s training room. Humming softly, he opened the door of his room only to find a set of fingers clasp onto the side of it, opening the door wider than he intended.
With a startled yelp, Adam jumped back into his room and watched as Yesina stood up from her seated position just outside the door in the hallway and simply walked in his room, closing the door behind her before Adam could even muster much of a reaction. Just seeing her in only a sports bra and gym shorts was bad enough, but her glaring expression on her face had all the cues of an angry lemur brimming with loathing.
It took very little time for Adam to counter it with an equal expression. “What the hell? What are you doing here?”
“I wanna talk to you, but goddamnit I couldn’t get you in private!” Yesina screamed back, her large black tail twitching.
“Get the fuck out of my room,” he retorted, calming down after the initial shock.
Yesina stayed put and crossed her arms, blocking his only exit from the room other than the 14th floor room window. “No.”
Adam sighed, shaking his head. “How long were you out there in the hallway?”
“All night.”
The linsang chuckled in disbelief and feeling trapped in his own room, he resigned and flopped his body onto a nearby couch. “All night you just sat there on the floor? Look, you wanna talk to me? Fine, do that then get out.”
Yesina stepped forward only to halt suddenly when Adam countered her motions with a glare and a curt nod of disapproval. She sighed and relaxed her arms. “I don’t know what my sister told you, but I can be a really nice girl, Adam.”
“You stomped me during that game a few years back.”
She rolled her eyes. “That was an accid--”
Adam copied her expression. “Fuck that! Bullshit.”
“Oy... anyway, I’ll get right to the point. Beth Sarnel wants another fifty grand.”
Adam cringed as he digested that request in his mind, immediately rejecting it. Yesina noted his expression and continued on. “She had a lot of debt, Adam. Credit cards, mortgage, insurance, medical bills for herself and her... son.”
“I just gave her a hundred grand in January!” Adam screamed, slamming his fist onto the couch cushion before standing up. “She blew through a hundred fucking grand in six months?”
“And now she wants fifty thousand more. The annual payment--”
“Wait... wait up... what?” Adam frowned as the mental wheels in his head start turning and clicking. He slowly approached toward her. “How involved are you with her? Was this whole thing your idea?”
Yesina refused to give way to him, even as the slightly taller and muscular linsang stopped within arm’s reach from her. “Does it matter?”
“Of course it matters!” Adam retorted, both his fists already curled tightly and vibrating.
Yesina sighs, sensing his anger but confident he wouldn’t do anything about it. “I may have... encouraged her to seek out assistan--”
Adam didn’t let her finish her sentence, as his anger wouldn’t allow it. For years, ever since his freshman year in UFLA, he had a fierce rivalry with Yesina, but he always thought it was simply because of the rivalry between their respective universities. It was not until just before Adam entered the FBA that he learned her hate for him ran much deeper, far beyond simple basketball jealousy and rivalry. But even after he learned that Yesina tried to ruin his public image by throwing her own sister onto his arms, he thought it was just jealousy of his fame. Even after he learned about his son being born after just a one-night’s fling with Bethany Sarnel and Yesina’s possible involvement with it, he thought the whole idea of blackmail was Bethany’s and without external influence. But now, saying the word 'encouraged’ in this context set him off, once he realized the gravity of the conspiracy. Once his ears caught that word, the rage blocked off all decency and self-restraint.
Adam’s fist swung across her face almost like a blur, halting her sentence in mid-speech. With a startled and pained yelp, Yesina’s head jerked to the side upon impact and her knees buckled to collapse her body onto the floor. She sat up against the wall, holding her paws against her sore eye and whimpering as Adam glared down at her.
“YOU BITCH!” He roughly grabbed her arm to haul her up to stand, pinning her against the wall. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”
With a loud scream that threatened to alert the next door room neighbors, Yesina slammed her elbow onto his chest, provoking him to let go and he stumbled back a few steps. Thankfully for her, he complied to her motions and kept his distance just out of reach as she glared back at him with her one good eye. “She’s the one with your son, asshole!”
“Both of you are blackmailing me!” Adam turned to walk away from her, placing both quivering paws of his onto a wooden table as he bent in a slight angle toward it. His large ringtail twitched and swayed in curt directions, ears flicking in annoyance. “It was just one fucking night...”
“And it ruined her, Adam,” Yesina said with a calmer voice, her paw still on her bad eye. “And look at you now. Best rookie in your team, high runner for the Rookie of the Year award, and once you’re a free agent after next season, you’ll most likely be getting at least six or seven million a year. All Beth’s asking is small change per year from you. What’s another fifty grand?”
Adam growled, his finger-claws scratching on the table. “It’s still blackmail... is he even my son?”
Yesina titled her head slightly. “Excuse me?”
“I’m... going to demand some testing. If I’m going to give her money because both of you are forcing me to, I want to know if that kid is really my son. And if he’s not...”
Yesina leaned against the door behind her, watching him approach. There was something about the look on his face, the way how he walked, that sent chills up her back. Before she could react, one of Adam’s paws came up to her neck, pinning her to the door. She titled her head to the side, cringing as Adam breathed onto her face through his clenched fangs. “Hell will be too good a place for you. Now you go tell Beth that... I’m not going to give her or you a fucking dime until I make sure that kid is actually mine. Understand?”
She whimpered softly, but acknowledged with a nod until he released her. He turned to walk away again, his fingers rubbing up his head. “Get out.”
The command wasn’t necessary as Yesina already grabbed the door handle and opened the door behind her. She didn’t stay in the room long enough to see him flop back onto the couch, hiding his face with a pillow.
~The End~
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