Blow -- 3 Porny LFC Drabbles

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Title: Blow (3 Porny LFC Drabbles in One Post)
Characters: Steven Gerrard/Martin Kelly; Daniel Agger/Martin Kelly; Steven Gerrard/Jamie Carragher, Conor Coady
Rating: NC-17/NC-17/PG-13 (cause I’m mean like that)
Summary: just a little PWP variety pack ;-)
Words: 219/201/95
A/N: Title comes from the song that is ashamedly stuck in my head and shall remain nameless *ahem* Happy Summer Everybody! :D

One.

Some things were obviously sinful, things such as Manchester United winning nineteen titles or extremely tight leather pants. Steven never thought that anything sinful, apart from perhaps the leather pants, would ever be caught happening in the Liverpool squad. How wrong he was.

He wasn’t sure what on Earth possessed Kelly to do such a thing, especially in the crowded club, but hell, he wasn’t going to complain.

There was just something about the way his cock looked caught between Kelly’s overly pink lips and the slow, gentle flick of Kelly’s tongue that had Steven tugging sharply on Kelly’s hair to force him lower. While Martin’s act may have started out innocent, that sharp look of fire dancing in his eyes proved to Steven that the kid was anything but innocent. The way Kelly’s tongue teased and the way he sucked him down proved it.

Somehow Steven managed to catch his screams between his teeth (just like his lip was being bitten hard enough to draw blood) so that the only noise he emitted was a strangled ‘fuck’.

Kelly tucked Steven back into his pants and shifted out from underneath the table. Obscenely, at least Steven thought so, he wiped his mouth and smirked at his captain. For the second time in less than a minute, Steven whispered.

“Fuck.”

Two.

There was something amazing about how Daniel’s lithe body could deliver such powerful thrusts, Martin thought. It felt incredible and the more he thought about it, the more turned on he would become. The thought of Daniel’s strong arm wrapped around his waist and stroking his cock to match every powerful snap of his hips into his ass would cause his eyes to close and his gut to tighten just a little. If he continued that thought, his toes would begin to curl and his cock would definitely start to thicken (or if it was already hard, he would get a little bit closer to the edge).

Martin would lick his lips when he thought of Daniel’s weight on his back as he would lean into his body. Daniel would press closer and push him down a little bit so that instead of resting on his hands, Martin would be leaning on his elbows. Daniel would then undoubtedly fist his cock a little tighter and thrust deep and hard. It would feel so good that Martin wouldn’t be able to help himself. He would come with a shout of Daniel's name.

Martin licked his lips. Fuck, he needed to find Daniel.

Three.

“Don’t you fucking stop!”

“Wasn’t going to, fuck Steven.”

The sound of the headboard repeatedly smacking the wall in the room next door caused Conor to push the pillow harder over his ears. He now understood why nobody wanted the room next to the two captains.

“God damn Jamie, fuck!” Steven groaned loudly.

Conor groaned. He thought it would be a great idea to go annoy Martin into letting him in for the night. He would’ve done it too if the thought hadn’t caused his own cock to harden a little.

Martin…sharing a bed…

“Fuck.”