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Title : The First Time
Rating : NC-17
Summary : The first time they confessed, under the bright lights of Istanbul
Warnings : Graphic details of their first time together and I won't want to say smut. I just want to say it's love.
Disclaimer : Please do not believe this one bit!
Feedbacks : Are much appreciated.
Liverpool didn't win, managed only a frustrating draw, so I guess to cheer everybody up, I'll post this fic, which was originally intended for a footie fic challenge, but I just couldn't do a proper ending. So I'll post it here instead. Mistakes are all mine and aplogies if this is just blah!
The First Time
Xabi’s eyes felt heavy and his head was throbbing madly. He squeezed his eyes shut as soon as he had opened it and groaned softly, rubbing his temples slightly and pressed his head harder against the pillows.
Where am I? What the fuck did I do?
And then it struck him.
Stevie.
They were having a post match party after their well deserved victory against Milan in the finals and were returning to their room when in the state of his semi drunkenness, had confessed his feelings to him. He remembered pinning Stevie to the wall and kissing him full on the lips.
“Why do I have to fall in love with you Stevie…I’m sorry…I’m sorry I kissed you in front of the whole world…”
He had muttered those words against his lips and clearly remembered Stevie responding by urgently kissing him back, hands furiously roaming each other’s body. But it ended just as soon as it had started. Confusion were clearly etched on Stevie’s face when he abruptly pulled back, pushing his body off him.
“But we… can’t do this…I know…”
The last thing that Xabi remembered was him stumbling into his room, before passing out on his own bed. He turned to look and Stevie was not there. His bed was empty. He was alone. Where could he be? Xabi groaned inwardly as the memories from earlier that evening came rushing back, sending nerve wrecking worries through his body.
Stevie.
He thought that the best way was just to apologize and tell him that everything that had happened was just a stupid, drunken mistake on his part. But before he had time to gather his thoughts, the knock on his door startled him. With a heavy head, Xabi walked groggily towards his door but as soon as he saw the person who was standing there, his heart practically stopped and a small gasp escaped his lips.
Stevie.
***
“I love you too.”
The words that greeted him struck like a thousand lightening ever could. Stevie was standing there at the entrance of their room, confessing his feelings for him and all Xabi could do was to stand there rooted, too stunned to even mutter a single word.
He had been acting all weird and nervous whenever he and Stevie were left alone together and he had tried to figure out all the possible causes as to why that were so. And when he had finally figured out the reason, he knew that he could never act on it. The easiest way would be just to hide his feelings, because no one ever needs to know, especially him. And not even the world crumbling down around him would make him admit his feelings to his captain. But things were always easier said than done.
And it is not made any easier after hearing those words left his mouth, as if it was the most natural thing to say.
“Stevie…you…you don’t…you’re just confused as I am…what I said earlier tonight…I didn’t mean it, I was drunk…”
But Stevie was not about to be fooled by his weak explanation. Xabi could hardly move, not even an inch, when Stevie stepped further forward and rested his hand on Xabi’s that was still firmly planted on the door handle. His touch sent shockwaves down his spine and all he could do was to stare into Stevie’s eyes that were gazing at him, the intensity boring holes through his soul.
“Why do you lie to me Xabi?”
Without waiting for his answer, Stevie pushed him into their room and closed the door firmly behind him. He then turned to face Xabi, who had a startled look on his face. Xabi tried hard to fathom and grasp the knowledge that Stevie, the one person that could cause him such agony and torment, had just professed the three words that could ultimately changed the course of his live forever.
“Xabi, why can’t you just tell me what I really want to hear?”
Xabi was rendered speechless and as he tried to calm his racing heart and grapple for words, Stevie took the opportunity to continue his arguments.
“I meant what I said earlier, Xabi…every single word of it…”
Stevie walked slowly towards him and Xabi backed away with each and every step, until he hit the wall behind him and Stevie placed both his hands on either side of the wall, blocking him with nowhere to go.
“Xabi…tell me…”
Xabi knew that there could be no turning back now. He was battling against his own demons, telling his head and heart that loving him was wrong because he belonged to someone else, because he was his friend, his very male friend and to harbour any feelings for him at all was simply a huge mistake.
But no one can dictate or predict love and that’s when Xabi realized that if he were never to tell him how he felt, he’d never know how his life would be without holding him close in his arms, without telling him how much his life had changed ever since he’s met him. He meant the world to him and now he was actually giving him a chance at loving him. How could he resist this? And by that point, he was determined to win him over, not wanting to let the opportunity slip through his hands.
“What…what do you want me to tell you Stevie…?”
Xabi finally asked, his voice low, barely above a whisper. He watched his face for any kind of expression or emotion. And what he saw was undoubtedly what he wanted and needed to see. Love.
“I want you…to tell me again, what you had said earlier…I need to hear it again.”
Stevie’s lips were now almost on Xabi’s, grazing and hovering lightly, driving his insides crazy. He’d never imagined that he’d be in a position like this with him, bodies pressed up close together, making his breath hitched. But when Stevie took it another notch higher, by pressing his lips tentatively at the corner of his mouth, Xabi let out a small sigh, surrendering to the intoxicating atmosphere that he had created.
“Tell me…”
Stevie’s right hand was now gently grazing Xabi’s right cheek and his eyes fluttered close to his touch, leaning towards him, making his nervous system completely shut down. All coherent thoughts tossed aside, Xabi then tried to say the words that Stevie had longed to hear, just as badly as Xabi had wanted to say it from the very first time he had felt those feelings within his heart.
“I’m sorry I feel this way Stevie…I just can’t do this anymore...”
“What Xabi…what can’t you do anymore?”
Xabi opened his eyes and studied Stevie’s confused face carefully, the creases on his forehead evident, his eyes narrowed, trying his best to read his friend’s mind. And after a few moments of unnerving silence, Xabi drew out a long breath before he leaned in closer to whisper softly against his lips.
“I can’t be around you without…without wanting to do this…”
Xabi cupped Stevie’s face in both his hands and pressed his lips on his, softly at first, letting his lips move slowly on his, just licking the outsides but when Stevie sighed, he slid his tongue in to caress his insides, slowly stroking and exploring, making his insides melt. A low groan escaped his lips when Xabi took the initiative to bite down gently on his bottom lip. And as Xabi darted his tongue to trace the soft lips, Stevie can’t help but sigh contently.
Unlike the heated, drunken kiss that they had shared earlier, this was more languid and slow, almost innocent, as both took their time to really learn and explore each other for the first time. And when they stopped to take a small breather, Xabi leaned his forehead against his, breathing raggedly, before whispering his name breathlessly.
“Stevie, I…I love you…”
And that’s when Stevie kissed him back, his tongue thrusting and caressing urgently into the hot caverns of his mouth. He traced every crevice and sucked his tongue at the same time, which made Xabi’s knees to buckle in response.
“Stevie…” he said breathlessly as Stevie was now delicately tracing his lips and tongue along his ear, biting the lobe gently, nipping and teasing, before muttering in a low voice, “I want you…”
Xabi’s breathing hitched, hearing Stevie like that and he let out a low moan when his lips continued to roam along his jaw line. Stevie then proceeded to slid lower, tasting the hot skin, tracing his tongue along the curve of his neck. Xabi gasped when he felt teeth grazing the hollow on his throat and when Stevie bites, his head tilted back further, with a breathless cry escaping his lips. Stevie smoothed the reddened area with his tongue before whispering immortal words in his ear that will forever be etched in Xabi’s memory.
“Make love to me Xabi…”
Xabi shuddered as he looked into Stevie’s heavy lidded eyes, full of fiery passion for him. Slowly but surely, Xabi then took off his shirt, letting the clothing slid of his shoulders before watching Stevie do the same. After the last piece was removed from their bodies, both of them stood in front of the other, furiously blushing at the fact that they were about to do this for the very first time.
“Stevie…are you sure…because…”
Xabi was cut off with a finger on his lips, silencing him altogether when his mouth descended on his.
“I want this…” he said as he led Xabi towards the queen size bed, and as his knees hit the edge of the bed, he pulled him down on top of him. Xabi took the time to gaze down at Stevie’s naked body, which was now sprawled gloriously before him. He bent down to flick a tongue on his exposed throat, giving him a long lick downwards and Stevie arched his neck to give Xabi more access.
“I’ve dreamt about this,” he muttered against his hot skin. He then lowered his lips to his naked chest, taking a nipple into his mouth to suck at it gently. A sharp intake of breath escaped Stevie’s lips as Xabi continued to suck on the hardening nub. Giving the other begging nipple the same treatment, Xabi continued his ministrations, which made Stevie writhe, hands gripping tightly on the sheets.
“Ohh…” he gasped as Xabi trailed lower, his lips now on a dangerous and alluring path down his flat belly, right to where he really wanted it to be. His hands had wandered dangerously low, creeping further downward and when he grasped his thigh apart, Stevie can’t help but arched up against him. His actions made his hardening member brushed against Xabi’s belly and Stevie let out a strangled moan.
“Tell me Stevie…do you want this, because…I want you…”
“Fuck…I want…I want this…” he panted mindlessly, and when Xabi’s hand closed around his manhood, Stevie arched up desperately, wanting to feel more, needing to feel more. But Xabi let go as soon as he had started it and Stevie cried out, disappointed to lose that touch that he had built up inside of him.
“Pl…please Xabi…don’t stop…”
The desperation in his voice was what Xabi needed to hear. He needed to know that Stevie really wanted this and hearing him moan and pant helplessly underneath him was proof enough that he was ready for this. For him.
He then gripped his leg with one hand and lowered his face to one inner thigh, nipping and licking it almost too lightly, making Stevie arched up in an instant. His hand stroked the opposite thigh, with feather light touches and that was driving Stevie insane. He’d never felt so damn hard in his life before and Xabi was doing exactly that, drugging his senses to the very limit. Xabi continued to tease him, feasting on his delicious thighs, licking and teasing, which made him moan out loud, all the while ignoring and avoiding Stevie’s most sensitive area.
“Xabi…”
Stevie was pleading and begging now, his self control crumbling with every delayed minute. Droplets of sweat were now forming on his temples and his flushed face was so beautiful that Xabi didn’t have the heart to continue with his torment on him.
Xabi slowly took the head of Stevie’s hardness into his mouth. Stevie cried out as his length was slowly engulfed by the wet heat and he bucked wildly until Xabi slid his hands along the raised hipbones, holding him down firmly. Eyes squeezed shut, Stevie’s hands buried themselves in Xabi’s dark hair. As he took the twitching member deeper into his mouth, the moans of his captain grew louder and more incoherent, as Xabi stroked and sucked him forcefully with his tongue, running it along the underside of his length while he caressed his sack with his free hand. Stevie whimpered, throwing his head back as he shuddered from the intense heat around him.
“Nnh…ahh Xabi, I’m so…ohh…”
Incoherent words were said, unable to contain the pleasure that was building up inside of him. He was close, so so close.
And then Xabi stopped. He looked at the sight of Stevie, helpless underneath him, and never in his wildest dreams, would he picture Stevie and him in a situation like this. Stevie stared back with confused eyes, slightly annoyed that Xabi had stopped and now was desperate for him to move this along. But before he had time to protest, Xabi leaned in to capture his lips, while his hand slid down and circled his throbbing length in his hands, slowly stroking and tugging at it, making him gasp into his mouth. Stevie moaned as he stroked harder and faster, cupping and teasing at the same time, the tip leaking with his pre cum and Xabi took the opportunity to moistened his fingers with them. As he ran a finger along the slit, Stevie bucked his hip forward and tossed his head against the pillows, loving the sensation of Xabi’s fingers on his hardness.
“Are you ready Stevie,” Xabi growled low in his throat, and he eased a finger inside his tightness and Stevie gasped in pain as he entered him and Xabi instantaneously pulled back, seeing his reaction, worried that he might had hurt him.
“I’m sorry…” he breathed against hs neck and pressed his lips against his hot skin, tyring his best to soothe his frenzied nerve.
“No…don’t, I’m ready Xabi…take me,” he answered somewhat weakly, his eyes still squeezed shut and Xabi coaxed him to open his eyes.
“Stevie…look at me…we don’t have to if you don’t want to Stevie.”
Stevie opened his eyes and looked at him, and let out a reassuring smile and then lifted his head to kiss him lightly. “No…I want it, please…I’m okay,” he whispered into his mouth and Xabi kissed his eyes and muttered against his lips, “Just relax Stevie…” and he kissed him long and hard, before positioning his fingers again into his entrance. Then he plunged the digit slowly, entering him and then when he moved in another and moved his fingers carefully around him, Stevie gasped and arched his body up and Xabi knew he’d found his sweet spot.
“Fuck…Xabi!” he cried over and over as he continued to withdrew and thrust his fingers inside him, driving him almost mindless. His other hand had wandered to grasp his hardness again, squeezing and stroking, until Stevie began to thrust willingly into his hands.
“Please, take me…fuck me,” he moaned as he desperately tried to gain more contact with Xabi’s stroking hand. “Please Xabi…now!” he panted heavily, his eyes boring down Xabi’s and tried desperately to voice his aching need.
“Stevie…” he breathed as Xabi himself was not able to hold back any longer. He slammed his own throbbing member inside him in one swift movement, sheathing him fully as Stevie screamed out his name in pure ecstascy and bliss. He gripped his hips harder and thrust into him again and again, hitting his sensitive spot forcefully and his captain continued to scream incoherent words. Xabi muffled his moans and gasps by lowering his head to bite on Stevie’s shoulders, hard enough to leave marks, claiming him as he continued with his thrust, hard and merciless, driving Stevie almost insane with pleasure.
“Oh god…fuck!” Stevie moaned, his back arching far of the bed, his knuckles white from clutching at his sheets tightly. As the muscles clenched around him, the pressure was pushing him to the brink of his climax as Xabi continued to palm and stroke his member relentlessly, making Stevie writhe and buck wildly under his touch.
“Come for me Stevie…” and Stevie whimpered as he could not take it any more. With a long, loud cry, he came and jerked his hips up against Xabi, arching his body almost like a bow, his head tossed back hard against the pillows. Xabi bit down hard on Stevie’s shoulder to muffle his own moans as he too came forcefully inside him.
After coming down from the high, both Stevie and Xabi were panting and sweating heavily, as they held on to each other. And after a few moments of sweet silence, Xabi spoke first.
“Are you OK?” he asked against his temple, kissing him lightly there and Stevie sighs contentedly.
“Uhuh…” was all that he managed and he let his arm drift around Xabi’s waist to pull him closer towards him.
“I love you…nothing else really matters Xabi…” he muttered against his neck, nuzzling it at the same time.
“You do realize that our lives will bever be the same again Stevie…”
He let himself up to look at his friend, but instead of replying, Stevie rolled them around until he was on top of him. Looking at the Spaniard who had somehow managed to captivate his heart, he dipped his head to kiss his forehead and then proceeded to trail feather light kisses down to his eyes and his nose. He then stopped to look at him briefly and before Xabi could speak, he captured his lips again in another passionate kiss. He then slid his mouth further to his exposed neck, kissing and biting there, leaving more marks, marks to let the whole world know that he belonged to him.
Tonight, now and forever.
Rating : NC-17
Summary : The first time they confessed, under the bright lights of Istanbul
Warnings : Graphic details of their first time together and I won't want to say smut. I just want to say it's love.
Disclaimer : Please do not believe this one bit!
Feedbacks : Are much appreciated.
Liverpool didn't win, managed only a frustrating draw, so I guess to cheer everybody up, I'll post this fic, which was originally intended for a footie fic challenge, but I just couldn't do a proper ending. So I'll post it here instead. Mistakes are all mine and aplogies if this is just blah!
The First Time
Xabi’s eyes felt heavy and his head was throbbing madly. He squeezed his eyes shut as soon as he had opened it and groaned softly, rubbing his temples slightly and pressed his head harder against the pillows.
Where am I? What the fuck did I do?
And then it struck him.
Stevie.
They were having a post match party after their well deserved victory against Milan in the finals and were returning to their room when in the state of his semi drunkenness, had confessed his feelings to him. He remembered pinning Stevie to the wall and kissing him full on the lips.
“Why do I have to fall in love with you Stevie…I’m sorry…I’m sorry I kissed you in front of the whole world…”
He had muttered those words against his lips and clearly remembered Stevie responding by urgently kissing him back, hands furiously roaming each other’s body. But it ended just as soon as it had started. Confusion were clearly etched on Stevie’s face when he abruptly pulled back, pushing his body off him.
“But we… can’t do this…I know…”
The last thing that Xabi remembered was him stumbling into his room, before passing out on his own bed. He turned to look and Stevie was not there. His bed was empty. He was alone. Where could he be? Xabi groaned inwardly as the memories from earlier that evening came rushing back, sending nerve wrecking worries through his body.
Stevie.
He thought that the best way was just to apologize and tell him that everything that had happened was just a stupid, drunken mistake on his part. But before he had time to gather his thoughts, the knock on his door startled him. With a heavy head, Xabi walked groggily towards his door but as soon as he saw the person who was standing there, his heart practically stopped and a small gasp escaped his lips.
Stevie.
***
“I love you too.”
The words that greeted him struck like a thousand lightening ever could. Stevie was standing there at the entrance of their room, confessing his feelings for him and all Xabi could do was to stand there rooted, too stunned to even mutter a single word.
He had been acting all weird and nervous whenever he and Stevie were left alone together and he had tried to figure out all the possible causes as to why that were so. And when he had finally figured out the reason, he knew that he could never act on it. The easiest way would be just to hide his feelings, because no one ever needs to know, especially him. And not even the world crumbling down around him would make him admit his feelings to his captain. But things were always easier said than done.
And it is not made any easier after hearing those words left his mouth, as if it was the most natural thing to say.
“Stevie…you…you don’t…you’re just confused as I am…what I said earlier tonight…I didn’t mean it, I was drunk…”
But Stevie was not about to be fooled by his weak explanation. Xabi could hardly move, not even an inch, when Stevie stepped further forward and rested his hand on Xabi’s that was still firmly planted on the door handle. His touch sent shockwaves down his spine and all he could do was to stare into Stevie’s eyes that were gazing at him, the intensity boring holes through his soul.
“Why do you lie to me Xabi?”
Without waiting for his answer, Stevie pushed him into their room and closed the door firmly behind him. He then turned to face Xabi, who had a startled look on his face. Xabi tried hard to fathom and grasp the knowledge that Stevie, the one person that could cause him such agony and torment, had just professed the three words that could ultimately changed the course of his live forever.
“Xabi, why can’t you just tell me what I really want to hear?”
Xabi was rendered speechless and as he tried to calm his racing heart and grapple for words, Stevie took the opportunity to continue his arguments.
“I meant what I said earlier, Xabi…every single word of it…”
Stevie walked slowly towards him and Xabi backed away with each and every step, until he hit the wall behind him and Stevie placed both his hands on either side of the wall, blocking him with nowhere to go.
“Xabi…tell me…”
Xabi knew that there could be no turning back now. He was battling against his own demons, telling his head and heart that loving him was wrong because he belonged to someone else, because he was his friend, his very male friend and to harbour any feelings for him at all was simply a huge mistake.
But no one can dictate or predict love and that’s when Xabi realized that if he were never to tell him how he felt, he’d never know how his life would be without holding him close in his arms, without telling him how much his life had changed ever since he’s met him. He meant the world to him and now he was actually giving him a chance at loving him. How could he resist this? And by that point, he was determined to win him over, not wanting to let the opportunity slip through his hands.
“What…what do you want me to tell you Stevie…?”
Xabi finally asked, his voice low, barely above a whisper. He watched his face for any kind of expression or emotion. And what he saw was undoubtedly what he wanted and needed to see. Love.
“I want you…to tell me again, what you had said earlier…I need to hear it again.”
Stevie’s lips were now almost on Xabi’s, grazing and hovering lightly, driving his insides crazy. He’d never imagined that he’d be in a position like this with him, bodies pressed up close together, making his breath hitched. But when Stevie took it another notch higher, by pressing his lips tentatively at the corner of his mouth, Xabi let out a small sigh, surrendering to the intoxicating atmosphere that he had created.
“Tell me…”
Stevie’s right hand was now gently grazing Xabi’s right cheek and his eyes fluttered close to his touch, leaning towards him, making his nervous system completely shut down. All coherent thoughts tossed aside, Xabi then tried to say the words that Stevie had longed to hear, just as badly as Xabi had wanted to say it from the very first time he had felt those feelings within his heart.
“I’m sorry I feel this way Stevie…I just can’t do this anymore...”
“What Xabi…what can’t you do anymore?”
Xabi opened his eyes and studied Stevie’s confused face carefully, the creases on his forehead evident, his eyes narrowed, trying his best to read his friend’s mind. And after a few moments of unnerving silence, Xabi drew out a long breath before he leaned in closer to whisper softly against his lips.
“I can’t be around you without…without wanting to do this…”
Xabi cupped Stevie’s face in both his hands and pressed his lips on his, softly at first, letting his lips move slowly on his, just licking the outsides but when Stevie sighed, he slid his tongue in to caress his insides, slowly stroking and exploring, making his insides melt. A low groan escaped his lips when Xabi took the initiative to bite down gently on his bottom lip. And as Xabi darted his tongue to trace the soft lips, Stevie can’t help but sigh contently.
Unlike the heated, drunken kiss that they had shared earlier, this was more languid and slow, almost innocent, as both took their time to really learn and explore each other for the first time. And when they stopped to take a small breather, Xabi leaned his forehead against his, breathing raggedly, before whispering his name breathlessly.
“Stevie, I…I love you…”
And that’s when Stevie kissed him back, his tongue thrusting and caressing urgently into the hot caverns of his mouth. He traced every crevice and sucked his tongue at the same time, which made Xabi’s knees to buckle in response.
“Stevie…” he said breathlessly as Stevie was now delicately tracing his lips and tongue along his ear, biting the lobe gently, nipping and teasing, before muttering in a low voice, “I want you…”
Xabi’s breathing hitched, hearing Stevie like that and he let out a low moan when his lips continued to roam along his jaw line. Stevie then proceeded to slid lower, tasting the hot skin, tracing his tongue along the curve of his neck. Xabi gasped when he felt teeth grazing the hollow on his throat and when Stevie bites, his head tilted back further, with a breathless cry escaping his lips. Stevie smoothed the reddened area with his tongue before whispering immortal words in his ear that will forever be etched in Xabi’s memory.
“Make love to me Xabi…”
Xabi shuddered as he looked into Stevie’s heavy lidded eyes, full of fiery passion for him. Slowly but surely, Xabi then took off his shirt, letting the clothing slid of his shoulders before watching Stevie do the same. After the last piece was removed from their bodies, both of them stood in front of the other, furiously blushing at the fact that they were about to do this for the very first time.
“Stevie…are you sure…because…”
Xabi was cut off with a finger on his lips, silencing him altogether when his mouth descended on his.
“I want this…” he said as he led Xabi towards the queen size bed, and as his knees hit the edge of the bed, he pulled him down on top of him. Xabi took the time to gaze down at Stevie’s naked body, which was now sprawled gloriously before him. He bent down to flick a tongue on his exposed throat, giving him a long lick downwards and Stevie arched his neck to give Xabi more access.
“I’ve dreamt about this,” he muttered against his hot skin. He then lowered his lips to his naked chest, taking a nipple into his mouth to suck at it gently. A sharp intake of breath escaped Stevie’s lips as Xabi continued to suck on the hardening nub. Giving the other begging nipple the same treatment, Xabi continued his ministrations, which made Stevie writhe, hands gripping tightly on the sheets.
“Ohh…” he gasped as Xabi trailed lower, his lips now on a dangerous and alluring path down his flat belly, right to where he really wanted it to be. His hands had wandered dangerously low, creeping further downward and when he grasped his thigh apart, Stevie can’t help but arched up against him. His actions made his hardening member brushed against Xabi’s belly and Stevie let out a strangled moan.
“Tell me Stevie…do you want this, because…I want you…”
“Fuck…I want…I want this…” he panted mindlessly, and when Xabi’s hand closed around his manhood, Stevie arched up desperately, wanting to feel more, needing to feel more. But Xabi let go as soon as he had started it and Stevie cried out, disappointed to lose that touch that he had built up inside of him.
“Pl…please Xabi…don’t stop…”
The desperation in his voice was what Xabi needed to hear. He needed to know that Stevie really wanted this and hearing him moan and pant helplessly underneath him was proof enough that he was ready for this. For him.
He then gripped his leg with one hand and lowered his face to one inner thigh, nipping and licking it almost too lightly, making Stevie arched up in an instant. His hand stroked the opposite thigh, with feather light touches and that was driving Stevie insane. He’d never felt so damn hard in his life before and Xabi was doing exactly that, drugging his senses to the very limit. Xabi continued to tease him, feasting on his delicious thighs, licking and teasing, which made him moan out loud, all the while ignoring and avoiding Stevie’s most sensitive area.
“Xabi…”
Stevie was pleading and begging now, his self control crumbling with every delayed minute. Droplets of sweat were now forming on his temples and his flushed face was so beautiful that Xabi didn’t have the heart to continue with his torment on him.
Xabi slowly took the head of Stevie’s hardness into his mouth. Stevie cried out as his length was slowly engulfed by the wet heat and he bucked wildly until Xabi slid his hands along the raised hipbones, holding him down firmly. Eyes squeezed shut, Stevie’s hands buried themselves in Xabi’s dark hair. As he took the twitching member deeper into his mouth, the moans of his captain grew louder and more incoherent, as Xabi stroked and sucked him forcefully with his tongue, running it along the underside of his length while he caressed his sack with his free hand. Stevie whimpered, throwing his head back as he shuddered from the intense heat around him.
“Nnh…ahh Xabi, I’m so…ohh…”
Incoherent words were said, unable to contain the pleasure that was building up inside of him. He was close, so so close.
And then Xabi stopped. He looked at the sight of Stevie, helpless underneath him, and never in his wildest dreams, would he picture Stevie and him in a situation like this. Stevie stared back with confused eyes, slightly annoyed that Xabi had stopped and now was desperate for him to move this along. But before he had time to protest, Xabi leaned in to capture his lips, while his hand slid down and circled his throbbing length in his hands, slowly stroking and tugging at it, making him gasp into his mouth. Stevie moaned as he stroked harder and faster, cupping and teasing at the same time, the tip leaking with his pre cum and Xabi took the opportunity to moistened his fingers with them. As he ran a finger along the slit, Stevie bucked his hip forward and tossed his head against the pillows, loving the sensation of Xabi’s fingers on his hardness.
“Are you ready Stevie,” Xabi growled low in his throat, and he eased a finger inside his tightness and Stevie gasped in pain as he entered him and Xabi instantaneously pulled back, seeing his reaction, worried that he might had hurt him.
“I’m sorry…” he breathed against hs neck and pressed his lips against his hot skin, tyring his best to soothe his frenzied nerve.
“No…don’t, I’m ready Xabi…take me,” he answered somewhat weakly, his eyes still squeezed shut and Xabi coaxed him to open his eyes.
“Stevie…look at me…we don’t have to if you don’t want to Stevie.”
Stevie opened his eyes and looked at him, and let out a reassuring smile and then lifted his head to kiss him lightly. “No…I want it, please…I’m okay,” he whispered into his mouth and Xabi kissed his eyes and muttered against his lips, “Just relax Stevie…” and he kissed him long and hard, before positioning his fingers again into his entrance. Then he plunged the digit slowly, entering him and then when he moved in another and moved his fingers carefully around him, Stevie gasped and arched his body up and Xabi knew he’d found his sweet spot.
“Fuck…Xabi!” he cried over and over as he continued to withdrew and thrust his fingers inside him, driving him almost mindless. His other hand had wandered to grasp his hardness again, squeezing and stroking, until Stevie began to thrust willingly into his hands.
“Please, take me…fuck me,” he moaned as he desperately tried to gain more contact with Xabi’s stroking hand. “Please Xabi…now!” he panted heavily, his eyes boring down Xabi’s and tried desperately to voice his aching need.
“Stevie…” he breathed as Xabi himself was not able to hold back any longer. He slammed his own throbbing member inside him in one swift movement, sheathing him fully as Stevie screamed out his name in pure ecstascy and bliss. He gripped his hips harder and thrust into him again and again, hitting his sensitive spot forcefully and his captain continued to scream incoherent words. Xabi muffled his moans and gasps by lowering his head to bite on Stevie’s shoulders, hard enough to leave marks, claiming him as he continued with his thrust, hard and merciless, driving Stevie almost insane with pleasure.
“Oh god…fuck!” Stevie moaned, his back arching far of the bed, his knuckles white from clutching at his sheets tightly. As the muscles clenched around him, the pressure was pushing him to the brink of his climax as Xabi continued to palm and stroke his member relentlessly, making Stevie writhe and buck wildly under his touch.
“Come for me Stevie…” and Stevie whimpered as he could not take it any more. With a long, loud cry, he came and jerked his hips up against Xabi, arching his body almost like a bow, his head tossed back hard against the pillows. Xabi bit down hard on Stevie’s shoulder to muffle his own moans as he too came forcefully inside him.
After coming down from the high, both Stevie and Xabi were panting and sweating heavily, as they held on to each other. And after a few moments of sweet silence, Xabi spoke first.
“Are you OK?” he asked against his temple, kissing him lightly there and Stevie sighs contentedly.
“Uhuh…” was all that he managed and he let his arm drift around Xabi’s waist to pull him closer towards him.
“I love you…nothing else really matters Xabi…” he muttered against his neck, nuzzling it at the same time.
“You do realize that our lives will bever be the same again Stevie…”
He let himself up to look at his friend, but instead of replying, Stevie rolled them around until he was on top of him. Looking at the Spaniard who had somehow managed to captivate his heart, he dipped his head to kiss his forehead and then proceeded to trail feather light kisses down to his eyes and his nose. He then stopped to look at him briefly and before Xabi could speak, he captured his lips again in another passionate kiss. He then slid his mouth further to his exposed neck, kissing and biting there, leaving more marks, marks to let the whole world know that he belonged to him.
Tonight, now and forever.