4 Iker Drabbles for F100
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tr_ficTitle: 4 Iker Drabbles (based on songs)
Pairings: Various Iker Casillas {feat. Cesc Fabregas, Pepe Reina, y Raul Gonzalez}
Rating: From PG-13 to R
A/N: Just sat down and tried to get some more of these done for my Iker table. Just a warning, they are fluffy, sexy, and hopefully inspire lots of giggles.
Title: Why Do Fools…?
Pairing: Iker Casillas / Cesc Fabregas
Prompt: 013. Yellow
Cesc looked down the hall to make sure it was safe before he pulled the enormous stuffed animal out of Sergio and Pepe’s room. It was Iker’s birthday and he was certain that Iker would love his present.
He snuck down the hall much the same way a burglar creeps into a house. He was alert to every sound, every shift in air pressure. As he finally reached Iker’s door, he knocked once, dropped the plush creature, and ran like hell to the end of the corridor. He was grateful, not for the first time in his life, to have been graced with speed because he reached the end of the hall and rounded the corner before the door opened.
He didn’t dare peek when he heard Iker’s deep rumbling voice say ‘What the—?’ but he bit his lip to hold back the giggles that threatened to overtake him. He sighed in relief when he heard the door close.
“Cesc!” The shiver of fear ran down his spine when he heard Iker’s voice, much closer than it had been before. His thought process that prepared him to run was slower than the hand that reached around the corner and grabbed hold of his shirt.
“What is this Cesc?”
“Birthday surprise?” Cesc giggled up at the man he’d had a crush on for years.
Iker looked down at the yellow duck in his hand and back up at the boy who’d given it to him. “Oh what the hell.” Iker leaned in and kissed Cesc full on the mouth.
Title: 8th World Wonder
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Pepe Reina
Prompt: 014. Green
No matter how jade the pitch, no matter how great the noise in the stadium, there was only one thing Pepe would remember from those years as reserve keeper for the national team.
The eighth wonder of the world had to be given to one man’s talented hands. Iker Casillas truly was a saint. His saves were remarkable, his skills as a keeper were legendary.
Even his skills off the pitch were quite remarkable.
Pepe could recall quite easily how it felt to have one of those hands wrapped around his cock, stroking smoothly. Easy, he told himself. Iker was good but it was pretty bad when he wasn’t there. Pepe missed him dearly.
Fortunately for him, Iker wrapped his arms about his waist and kissed his neck.
“I love you.”
Pepe grinned and squeezed where Iker’s hands joined around his waist. “Love you too my treasure.”
Title: Free My Soul
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Cesc Fabregas
Prompt: 005. England
Iker was nervous. He had never liked the cold climate of the country that Cesc had made his second home. He got nervous when he didn’t see sunshine at least once a day.
Here it rained, rained buckets at that. It was cold and there was always a bite to the air. Iker pulled his jacket closer around him and walked towards Cesc’s door. He was nervous also because Cesc was not expecting him.
This was a surprise for the little lad that had taken his heart and held it captive.
Iker knocked once and it took a few minutes, but Cesc opened the door. The look on Cesc’s face at seeing Iker standing there on the cold English morning made Iker feel lighter than air.
Title: Brown-Eyed Boy
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Raul Gonzalez
Prompt: 053. Earth
He was perfect.
Tanned body, toned to perfection. Sun-kissed from too many days in the sun with not enough clothing on. Perfect footballer’s legs that were made to run and score. An abdomen that all men coveted, a chest to match. Chiseled features on a face that looked as if it were created by the Gods themselves.
Voice so velvety smooth and so wonderfully deep. It haunted his dreams and made him want in a way he had never wanted anything.
He was perfect.
The feature that had Iker the most entranced about his captain was not his body. It wasn’t his generous and kind nature. It was the eyes.
Those eyes that were the color of fresh, rich earth. They saw everything and missed nothing. They could freeze you with one glance and have you melted the next instant.
He was perfect and when he looked at Iker in the bedroom at night, he was all Iker’s.
Pairings: Various Iker Casillas {feat. Cesc Fabregas, Pepe Reina, y Raul Gonzalez}
Rating: From PG-13 to R
A/N: Just sat down and tried to get some more of these done for my Iker table. Just a warning, they are fluffy, sexy, and hopefully inspire lots of giggles.
Title: Why Do Fools…?
Pairing: Iker Casillas / Cesc Fabregas
Prompt: 013. Yellow
Cesc looked down the hall to make sure it was safe before he pulled the enormous stuffed animal out of Sergio and Pepe’s room. It was Iker’s birthday and he was certain that Iker would love his present.
He snuck down the hall much the same way a burglar creeps into a house. He was alert to every sound, every shift in air pressure. As he finally reached Iker’s door, he knocked once, dropped the plush creature, and ran like hell to the end of the corridor. He was grateful, not for the first time in his life, to have been graced with speed because he reached the end of the hall and rounded the corner before the door opened.
He didn’t dare peek when he heard Iker’s deep rumbling voice say ‘What the—?’ but he bit his lip to hold back the giggles that threatened to overtake him. He sighed in relief when he heard the door close.
“Cesc!” The shiver of fear ran down his spine when he heard Iker’s voice, much closer than it had been before. His thought process that prepared him to run was slower than the hand that reached around the corner and grabbed hold of his shirt.
“What is this Cesc?”
“Birthday surprise?” Cesc giggled up at the man he’d had a crush on for years.
Iker looked down at the yellow duck in his hand and back up at the boy who’d given it to him. “Oh what the hell.” Iker leaned in and kissed Cesc full on the mouth.
Title: 8th World Wonder
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Pepe Reina
Prompt: 014. Green
No matter how jade the pitch, no matter how great the noise in the stadium, there was only one thing Pepe would remember from those years as reserve keeper for the national team.
The eighth wonder of the world had to be given to one man’s talented hands. Iker Casillas truly was a saint. His saves were remarkable, his skills as a keeper were legendary.
Even his skills off the pitch were quite remarkable.
Pepe could recall quite easily how it felt to have one of those hands wrapped around his cock, stroking smoothly. Easy, he told himself. Iker was good but it was pretty bad when he wasn’t there. Pepe missed him dearly.
Fortunately for him, Iker wrapped his arms about his waist and kissed his neck.
“I love you.”
Pepe grinned and squeezed where Iker’s hands joined around his waist. “Love you too my treasure.”
Title: Free My Soul
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Cesc Fabregas
Prompt: 005. England
Iker was nervous. He had never liked the cold climate of the country that Cesc had made his second home. He got nervous when he didn’t see sunshine at least once a day.
Here it rained, rained buckets at that. It was cold and there was always a bite to the air. Iker pulled his jacket closer around him and walked towards Cesc’s door. He was nervous also because Cesc was not expecting him.
This was a surprise for the little lad that had taken his heart and held it captive.
Iker knocked once and it took a few minutes, but Cesc opened the door. The look on Cesc’s face at seeing Iker standing there on the cold English morning made Iker feel lighter than air.
Title: Brown-Eyed Boy
Pairing: Iker Casillas/Raul Gonzalez
Prompt: 053. Earth
He was perfect.
Tanned body, toned to perfection. Sun-kissed from too many days in the sun with not enough clothing on. Perfect footballer’s legs that were made to run and score. An abdomen that all men coveted, a chest to match. Chiseled features on a face that looked as if it were created by the Gods themselves.
Voice so velvety smooth and so wonderfully deep. It haunted his dreams and made him want in a way he had never wanted anything.
He was perfect.
The feature that had Iker the most entranced about his captain was not his body. It wasn’t his generous and kind nature. It was the eyes.
Those eyes that were the color of fresh, rich earth. They saw everything and missed nothing. They could freeze you with one glance and have you melted the next instant.
He was perfect and when he looked at Iker in the bedroom at night, he was all Iker’s.
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