3 fic requests: Guti/Raul, Iker/Sergio, Fernando/Sergio

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Title: Crazy For Loving You
Pairing: Raul/Guti; Raul/Mamen, Guti/Arancha implied
Rating: heavy R
Word Count: 548
Dedication: For pretty_panther who wanted Raul/Guti and romance
A/N: I hope you like it dear =)



Raul still remembers the knock on his door and the way Jose’s eyes looked so sad that night.

Mamen and the boys were in the dinning room starting dinner, and he had been the first one up for the door. He opened it and when he recognized who it was he smiled, leaned against the door, and quirked an eyebrow.

“Arancha threw me out.” The blonde mumbled and Raul couldn’t help the chuckle.

“Again?” Jose just looked up at him so forlornly that Raul couldn’t help it. He laughed. “Oh Guti, my darling Guti.” He pulled him in the door with an arm around his shoulder. “Mamen, we’ll be having another guest for dinner.”

Raul saw surprise flicker across his wife’s face before a mask of welcome descended. He knew after years of living with the woman that she was only pretending for the sake of the boys. Raul smiled at his boys who had turned to see who their dad’s guest was.

Jose smiled at Raul’s sons before sitting down and preparing for dinner.

---+---

Raul sat on the edge of the bed and he watched as Mamen brushed her long dark hair out a few feet away.

“How long is he staying this time Raul?”

“They will have made up by morning. You know how they are Mamen.” Raul forces a laugh to brush it off. They both know she didn’t buy it.

“Si.” The single word left hanging in the air and they both knew what would happen next.

“I’m just going to go check on him.” Raul started for the door.

“Try and keep it down this time. I don’t want you to wake the boys.” Mamen said just before he left the door. Raul looked over his shoulder and she smiled faintly at him.

“Thank you Mamen.”

-+-

Raul opened the door and saw Guti lying on the bed staring at the ceiling. The captain walked further into the room after shutting the door. He lay on the bed next to Jose and laced their fingers together.

“I’m sorry tesoro.” Raul spoke softly.

Guti didn’t answer; he only sat up and leaned over Raul. Chocolate brown met ocean blue and they both drowned in each other as Raul closed the distance and their lips closed over each other’s.

Kisses and touches; nips and caresses, sighs and moans were exchanged between the two until they were both naked and sweaty against each other. Raul arched backwards sharply just as Guti leaned up enough to nip one last time at his neck and that was enough for Raul to groan and come. After a few minutes of loosing himself in the cosmos, a tanned hand around Guti’s pale cock returned to fervently jerking him off.

“Look at me amor.” Raul panted and Guti complied.

It was sufficient enough for Guti to come then and there, staring into Raul’s eyes.

While Guti was still somewhat out of it, Raul moved them to lie back on the bed. He held the blonde close to him as he relaxed himself. When Jose became himself again, he kissed Raul deeply and lovingly.

“Te amo.” He whispers against his lips and Raul smiles.

“Te amo tanto.” Raul replies and the two meld together to spend a long night together.


Title: Love & Memories
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Sergio Ramos, Implied Sergio/Guti
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 922
A/N: For the lovely pretty_panther who wanted to torment the hell out of me.



Iker watched from the box as Sergio hugged Guti. Guti had sent a scoring pass to Raul. To any other person it would not strike a particular chord. But Iker saw it. He saw the way Sergio clung a bit longer to Guti. He saw the way Sergio closed his eyes and brushed his lips over Guti’s neck.

It made Iker’s blood boil.

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Iker spent more time in the shower than he had since his mother used to obsess over him when he was a little boy. Honestly, he just didn’t want to face Sergio, which was exactly why he’d gone back to his apartment to shower instead of stay with the boys. He wasn’t sure what he would do to him. He couldn’t trust himself not to wring the defender’s neck.

Why couldn’t Sergio just tell him that he didn’t want to be with him anymore? Then he could go on and flirt, kiss, hug, whatever with Guti. Of course he wouldn’t like that but it would mean that he wouldn’t have to keep wondering about Sergio.

Iker cursed before stepping out of the shower. He was already all pruney and that was just another thing he added to his list of annoyances. He wiped the mirror clear so he could see his face and he just stared at himself for a few minutes. What was it that drove Sergio off?

A knock sounded on the door. Iker blinked over at it, startled that it had broken his reverie.

“Iker, Iker? Are you okay?”

Iker closed his eyes for the pain in his heart. “I’m fine Sergio.”

“I was just checking; you’ve been in there an awfully long time.”

Just go away Sergio, please? “I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Oh, okay.” Iker knew that Sergio hadn’t left yet, he could sense it.

Iker waited a few seconds before he heard a sigh. “Done yet?”

“No.”

“Well hurry up.” Sergio still didn’t leave the door. Iker knew he would have to face him sooner or later so why not distract the defender? The gypsy had said once that he loved seeing Iker all wet whether it be from pool or shower, he loved it. Let’s see if he still did, Iker thought as he flung open the door.

Sergio opened his mouth to say something but froze when he saw Iker. He licked his lips as he looked the keeper over. Finally his eyes met Iker’s again and he let out a whistle. He took a step forward but Iker dodged him by going around him.

“How’s Guti?” Iker asked barely managing to keep a touch of the bitterness out of his voice.

“Guti…? Uh, he’s fine I guess. Why?” Sergio answered confused.

“Nothing.” Iker said walking over to his closet. Maybe he would try doing that thing girls did when they were depressed: eat a lot of ice cream and sit and watch chick flicks.

“Iker…what are you doing?” Sergio asked when Iker went to put on a pair of pajama pants.

“Sergio, just because you take off more clothes than you put on doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be able to recognize someone putting on a pair of pants.”

“I meant,” Sergio came over to Iker and stopped him from putting on anything, “why are you doing that? After a match, you know what we do…”

Iker temporarily found himself unable to think. When his brain did catch up again, he removed himself from Sergio’s winding arms and stalked over to the window. “I thought you’d done that with Guti already.”

“What is your fascination with me and Guti? I mean if you really think about it that much, I’m sure a threesome could be arranged…” Iker found that it wasn’t his words that made him turn around but the way he said them.

“I do not want you and Guti together, ever.” Iker growled as he pushed Sergio to the bed.

Sergio just stared wide-eyed at him as Iker removed Sergio’s clothes in haste. A flick of his wrist and his towel was gone. He used his spit for lube as he pushed a finger into Sergio. The younger Spaniard pushes down on Iker’s finger. Leave it to Sergio to still be slick from last night’s adventures, Iker thinks absently as he adds another finger. After a few minutes of preparation Iker slid into Sergio quickly and without remorse.

Sergio moaned and made a lot of other Sergio noises that Iker had always loved. That was why he slid a hand around Sergio’s length and started stroking because Sergio made that groaning, gasping sound. Iker pushed into Sergio to make him feel all that he had felt since he got jealous. He made him feel all the tension, annoyance, and all around desperation.

“That’s it Iker…show me how you feel.” Sergio gasped.

“Gypsy…” Iker released on a moan.

Sergio and Iker moved in tandem until the pressure built to an incredible high. Iker squeezed while he jerked Sergio off until Sergio moaned low and long and threw his head back and his entire body tensed. The muscles in Sergio’s ass squeezed Iker’s dick until Iker had to come.

When it was over, Iker slipped out of Sergio and rolled onto his back.

“Iker you’re so stupid. I love you, you and nobody else.”

“But Guti…?”

“Oh for God’s sake! When you get to be his age and you have ‘adjustment’ problems, get back to me.”

And with that, Sergio rolled onto his side and went to sleep leaving Iker to shake his head at Sergio’s back.


Title: The Kiss
Pairing: Fernando Torres/Sergio Ramos
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 139
A/N: For sadwal1538 who requested a first kiss. I hope you like it bébé! =D


That day is forever etched into Fernando’s mind. Practice for La Selección had ended early and Sese had wanted to play video games. Fernando and Sergio both had won at least once and Fernando was well onto winning a third time when Sergio tackled him to the floor in a tickling session. Fernando had yelped and tried to fight his way out from under Sergio.

When Sergio had finally stopped, Fernando’s arms were pinned above his head and Sergio smiled down at him.

Then it happened. Fernando couldn’t remember who had started it, but one moment they had been looking at each other and the next Sergio’s mouth was lightly covering his in a hesitant kiss.

Sergio pulled away and smiled shyly when Fernando looked at him. Fernando does remember pulling Sergio’s head back down to kiss him again.