Get this Far -- Agger/Kelly

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Title: Get This Far
Characters: Daniel Agger/Martin Kelly
Rating: R/NC-17
Words: 982
A/N: written for elf_md who I hope likes it. Written for Round 8 of the fslashexchange :)

There’s a lot to be said for watching an older player in training. The way they move, how they control the ball and make it go where it is supposed to. Some of the senior players do it better than others, some are great and some just help make up the numbers. It’s an amazing experience, being a young player in the Academy watching the older senior players advancing with their own skills.

Martin never thought he’d be one of those players one day. He’d hoped, of course, but he never thought he would actually make it this far. To the first team, an occasional starting place in the squad.

He could remember being a boy and watching the great defenders like King Carra throttle the hell out of any striker that tried to get past him with fancy footwork. He had watched wide-eyed from the sidelines through the years of many great Liverpool defenders. And he watched Daniel when the Dane had arrived.

There was something different about Daniel. He could pick passes and make moves that Martin could only dream of. Where Martin had a brute-strength ability about him, Daniel had gentle grace that could turn a ball and make magic on the pitch. He was a truly beautiful player. It was easy to see why the fans, and why Martin, fancied him.

Unfortunately, fancy wasn’t the word Martin had grown to have for Daniel. It was more like…obsessed, and that was putting it mildly. He didn’t act like a schoolgirl with a crush, but he did find himself later berating himself for whatever stupid thing he had managed to get out in front of Daniel earlier in the day. He did find himself staring quite a bit and blushing a little if Daniel were to catch him in his gaze.

Martin wasn’t sure if he was gay, straight, bi, or what but he did know that he had a strong desire to see what Daniel tasted like, felt like, sounded like… He couldn’t help but keep thinking about it at all the wrong times. He’d almost been caught with a semi-on after more than one match. Somehow, fate was kind and there had been other distractions to get rid of any attention on him.

This time, though, he couldn’t hide it so he had ducked into the bathroom before anyone else had noticed. He had shut the door behind himself and already had a hand in his shorts before he could move across to one of the stools. He released a sigh of relief as he stroked himself. It was like the pressure that had been building inside all day would now finally have an escape.

Martin braced his arm across the wall of the stall and rested his head against it. Meanwhile his other hand kept up a quick pace of jerking himself off. His eyes were screwed shut and his lip was caught between his teeth. It felt good, so good, and he replayed what had caused such fervor. Daniel walking shirtless after training with an erection in his own shorts. Martin didn’t care why Daniel was aroused, only that he had seen it and he had wanted it so badly. In his mouth, in his ass, anywhere.

Groaning, Martin squeezed his shaft a little and pushed his hips up into his hand. So lost was he in his own mind and pleasure, he screamed when a hand touched his shoulder.

Embarrassment and horror flooded into his body as well as desire tenfold when he realized Daniel was watching him.

“I came to see if you were all right, I see that you are…” Daniel said with a smirk. From the smell of him, Martin could tell he had already showered. The drops of water still on his neck only proved it.

Martin didn’t care that his cheeks were burning red, that his hand was still wrapped around his cock, or anything else that would happen. He had to taste… His head moved forward and his lips touched Daniel’s neck and sucked the water that still clung tight to the skin.

Daniel didn’t move for a moment or two and when Martin finally, finally realized what he’d done, his cheeks burned even more. He pulled back slowly and shamefully lowered his eyes. He started to stutter an apology, but was surprised to find Daniel grabbing his neck and pushing him back against the wall of the stall. Fearfully, Martin looked up to see Daniel’s eyes. He expected anger and disgust as well as any other of a wide range of emotions. What he saw though was quickly ended when Daniel closed his eyes and shoved Martin back further and kissed him.

Wide-eyed again, Martin just held Daniel’s shirt as best he could. His other hand was still trapped in his shorts and that was now pressed between his body and all of Daniel’s. Fuck he felt good, Martin thought as he kissed Daniel back. He tasted good as well.

“Let’s help you with that, shall we?” Daniel muttered against Martin’s lips and his hand slid down Martin’s chest.

“Okay.” Martin squeaked and then bucked his hips immediately into Daniel’s hand. Fuck.

Daniel didn’t have his hand around Martin’s cock any longer than two minutes before Martin came around his hand. Embarrassed for the hundredth time, he turned his head away and this time, he did manage an apology.

“Don’t be. I’m flattered, actually.” Daniel smiled a little and pressed a short little kiss to Martin’s cheek. “I’ll just teach you to last longer next time.”

Martin looked back over and from the look in Daniel’s eyes, he knew that he would be a very dutiful student. He didn’t ask any questions about why Daniel was there, what they were doing, or what was happening. For right now, he was perfectly contented enough to just let it happen.