Lose Control Chente/Villa ;-)
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tr_ficTitle: Lose Control
Pairing: David Villa/Vicente Rodriguez
Rating: R/NC-17
A/N: For the amazing and wonderful and special and handles my random bursts of football amazingly well,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
melj1213 who I made request something and this is what she wanted. =-) *smushes you* I love you girlie <3
David wasn’t really sure if he wanted to know if it was whether he was in a ‘mood’ or if it was simply the way Vicente kept smiling and teasing him, but whatever it was, it made him snap and stop the older man on the way out of the showers after practice.
Vicente’s eyes had widened in surprise when Villa had pushed him back against the shower walls, but he did not complain. He hadn’t complained either when Villa pushed his tongue down his throat. If the moan that had come from his throat was anything to go by, Chente had rather enjoyed it.
Villa pressed himself into Vicente’s body and swallowed the hiss that came from his victim. Vicente had placed his hands on Villa’s hips as the striker nibbled and bit unforgivingly down Chente’s neck till he reached his shoulder. Villa bit and sucked the fresh wound while his hand snaked down Chente’s smooth stomach to begin to tease the man through his low-slung towel.
Vicente hissed and scrambled to hold onto Villa’s shoulders while the other man’s hand moved over his shaft in torturously slow movements. Chente groaned while his eyes locked with Villa’s.
“Ask it.” David commands, his hand squeezing around Vicente’s hard and leaking cock. Vicente growled and Villa squeezed more before stopping his touches completely. “Ask it.”
Vicente groaned from his throat. “Please?”
David tightened his hand around Chente’s cock and started jerking again. His dark eyes never left Vicente’s soft brown, pleading ones.
As Chente neared his climax, David’s head moved forward and captured his mouth in a bruising kiss. Vicente moaned as a pleasureously painful orgasm ripped through his system. He gasped for air as he lost control of his mind, his body, and definitely his mouth.
David watched Vicente loose his control, not that really had any to begin with, and found himself getting harder by the moment. He supposed that if he had planned this out better, he would be the one getting off right now instead of Chente.
He released Vicente’s softening cock and wiped the man’s come off on the towel that was somehow still loosely around Vicente’s hips and the wall. He let his tongue dip lazily into Vicente’s mouth before he pulled back. He turned and started to walk out before Chente spoke.
“What about you?”
Villa looked back over his shoulder with a small smirk. “You owe me one.”
Pairing: David Villa/Vicente Rodriguez
Rating: R/NC-17
A/N: For the amazing and wonderful and special and handles my random bursts of football amazingly well,
melj1213 who I made request something and this is what she wanted. =-) *smushes you* I love you girlie <3David wasn’t really sure if he wanted to know if it was whether he was in a ‘mood’ or if it was simply the way Vicente kept smiling and teasing him, but whatever it was, it made him snap and stop the older man on the way out of the showers after practice.
Vicente’s eyes had widened in surprise when Villa had pushed him back against the shower walls, but he did not complain. He hadn’t complained either when Villa pushed his tongue down his throat. If the moan that had come from his throat was anything to go by, Chente had rather enjoyed it.
Villa pressed himself into Vicente’s body and swallowed the hiss that came from his victim. Vicente had placed his hands on Villa’s hips as the striker nibbled and bit unforgivingly down Chente’s neck till he reached his shoulder. Villa bit and sucked the fresh wound while his hand snaked down Chente’s smooth stomach to begin to tease the man through his low-slung towel.
Vicente hissed and scrambled to hold onto Villa’s shoulders while the other man’s hand moved over his shaft in torturously slow movements. Chente groaned while his eyes locked with Villa’s.
“Ask it.” David commands, his hand squeezing around Vicente’s hard and leaking cock. Vicente growled and Villa squeezed more before stopping his touches completely. “Ask it.”
Vicente groaned from his throat. “Please?”
David tightened his hand around Chente’s cock and started jerking again. His dark eyes never left Vicente’s soft brown, pleading ones.
As Chente neared his climax, David’s head moved forward and captured his mouth in a bruising kiss. Vicente moaned as a pleasureously painful orgasm ripped through his system. He gasped for air as he lost control of his mind, his body, and definitely his mouth.
David watched Vicente loose his control, not that really had any to begin with, and found himself getting harder by the moment. He supposed that if he had planned this out better, he would be the one getting off right now instead of Chente.
He released Vicente’s softening cock and wiped the man’s come off on the towel that was somehow still loosely around Vicente’s hips and the wall. He let his tongue dip lazily into Vicente’s mouth before he pulled back. He turned and started to walk out before Chente spoke.
“What about you?”
Villa looked back over his shoulder with a small smirk. “You owe me one.”
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