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JT/FL again for Ines :-)
Title: Season’s Change
Pairing: John Terry/Frank Lampard
Rating: R, NC-17 {somewhere between the two}
A/N: For my beloved
inesdelsol to whom I just CANNOT say no. *glomps* Sorry it took me so long honey, I wanted it perfect for you.
Outside while the rain pelted the windows, a different sort of storm was raging inside. The cold from outdoors had permeated the house, but you would never notice it inside the bedroom.
On the king sized bed, two great forces clashed, joined, battled, and then rejoined again. Neither wanted to give in to the other, but eventually the younger man submitted to the elder.
Frank made certain that John knew that even though he was under him now, he still had Frank by his heart. That would never change. They both knew it; they both took comfort and pride in it.
It was the source of their joy. The source of their pain. But never was it a source of regret. They loved each other too much for regrets.
They had their fights, their disagreements. But no matter how the situation seemed, no matter how bleak it looked, they always found each other and picked each other up. They were the same spirit in two different bodies.
As Frank saw them both to their completions, they both had the same thought.
While the seasons may change, such as winter brought in with a furious storm, this was always right. It would never change.
Pairing: John Terry/Frank Lampard
Rating: R, NC-17 {somewhere between the two}
A/N: For my beloved
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Outside while the rain pelted the windows, a different sort of storm was raging inside. The cold from outdoors had permeated the house, but you would never notice it inside the bedroom.
On the king sized bed, two great forces clashed, joined, battled, and then rejoined again. Neither wanted to give in to the other, but eventually the younger man submitted to the elder.
Frank made certain that John knew that even though he was under him now, he still had Frank by his heart. That would never change. They both knew it; they both took comfort and pride in it.
It was the source of their joy. The source of their pain. But never was it a source of regret. They loved each other too much for regrets.
They had their fights, their disagreements. But no matter how the situation seemed, no matter how bleak it looked, they always found each other and picked each other up. They were the same spirit in two different bodies.
As Frank saw them both to their completions, they both had the same thought.
While the seasons may change, such as winter brought in with a furious storm, this was always right. It would never change.