Oops FL/JT

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Title: Oops
Pairing: John Terry/Frank Lampard
Rating: R for uhm…situations. ;-)
A/N: For the incredibly awesome pinktoothbrush8 who needs some serious lovin’. *smushes* I love you sweets =-) I hope this makes you laugh. :-)


Frank gaped at his lover. John was turning red and biting his lip—a gesture that Frank knew was only used in hopes of preventing a laugh escaping. This action infuriated him even more.

“What. Do. You. Mean?!” Frank asked, tone dangerously dark.

John let out a giggle but coughed quickly. “Um, I dunno, I just sorta…lost it.”

Frank pulled at the cold metal that secured him to the headboard. “John George Terry, you had better find that goddamned key or I swear I will kill you.”

“No offense mate, but how?” John’s voice broke on the last word and he burst out laughing. He collapsed to the floor holding on the edge of the bed, giggling.

Frank sat up but only could go so far before the handcuff jerked him back to the bed with a harsh tug on his wrist. He growled and kicked at the mattress.

“I’m never sleeping with you again.” Frank huffed at John who was still on the floor.

“Oh c’mon Lampsy…” John struggled to stop laughing enough to speak. “You got to admit that this is the funniest thing…”

“Let’s see how you like it then Captain Fantastic.” Frank was unamused.

“Okay calm down mate, I’ll look again.” John giggled and stood up, constantly breaking into fits of giggles. John was on his knees looking under the dresser when he spotted the silver key. Instead of pulling it up and rejoicing at his find, he decided that he could be a little wicked.

He turned around and hung his head. “Damn Lamps, I can’t find it.”