CP Ficlets: Oct 15

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Title: Nine Comment Porn Ficlets: October 15th
Characters: Steven Gerrard/Gary Neville, Gary/Ryan Giggs, Wayne Rooney/Cristiano Ronaldo, Iker Casillas/Cesc Fabregas, Stevie/Xabi Alonso, John Terry/Frank Lampard, Jamie Carragher/Steven Gerrard, Bojan Krkic/Carles Puyol
Rating: PG-13 to R
Words: Total: 1,733
A/N: Because miss_black91 made me. Okay, no she didn’t but it’s still partially her fault lol I hope you like them. <3



Prompt: How Could I?
Pairing: Steven/Gary

He was alone, entirely and completely alone, though not in actuality. In actuality, he was in a room full of people at an awards ceremony. It was pointless; he wasn’t going to win anything, not that he really minded about that, but he still wished he could be anywhere else.

As Steven moved across the stage to receive his award, Gary thought about several things in those few seconds. From the moment Steven stepped on stage, the idea of what Gary would leave behind if he were to ever officially dump Steven drifted across his mind. As Steven shook hands with the presenter, Gary realized that if he left Steven that he would never feel as much for anyone as he had with the Scouser. As Steven held the trophy high to a curtain of applause, Gary recognized the fact that after the stupid argument they had had earlier he felt this alone now. As Steven stepped off the stage and back towards his seat, several rows in front of where he sat now, Gary shook his head.

No, he could not leave Steven. He could threaten it and face Steven’s temper, but he would never actually do it. He may be a miserable bastard now, but he’d be a far worse one without Steven to calm him down a little. How could he get rid of the most important person in his life?

The answer was very simple and plain: he couldn’t.


Prompt: Feeling pleased with yourself?
Pairing: Gary/Ryan, Gary/David implied

Ryan glares over at Gary and he knows things that he wishes a thousand times over that he didn’t know. He wishes that he could forget it or pretend that he doesn’t know what Gary’s done, what he thinks about doing. He feels physically sick when he sees him and he hurts because that’s how he feels but he cannot help it. He hates himself for feeling ill but he can’t forgive Gary this time.

This time it wasn’t with thought or words that he cheated, it was by physical act. The unforgivable deed had been done and Gary had come to him and confessed as if it were the most innocent thing in the world. Ryan hated him now, hated him so badly he wanted to push him against the wall and hit him, hurt him as badly as he hurt now. He wanted to break Gary the way Gary had just confessed to breaking him.

“Are you feeling pleased with yourself now?” Ryan asks venomously and doesn’t wait for Gary to open his mouth to reply. “I hope you are, because now you and David can do whatever you fucking like because I’m done Gary.”

Ryan turned to leave despite Gary calling his name for him to come back. It didn’t matter now; Ryan didn’t really care what Gary wanted now. Maybe with him leaving could he break Gary’s heart.


Prompt: Only a fading memory
Pairing: Wayne/Cris

Some nights he thought he could still feel the warmth next to him in bed. Some nights he thought that he could recall the smell of some designer cologne in the pillows next to him. Some nights he thought he could hear a faint whisper of his name in a Portuguese accent.

But those were the nights he would wake up cold and alone; there were no whispers for him then. The only noise came from the heating system in the corner. It was in those moments that he realized every thing he had ever held dear and close to his heart was only a fading memory and soon it would be gone as if it had never been there.

It was on those nights that he cried.


Prompt: Don’t fucking tell me what to do
Pairing: Iker/Cesc

Cesc stared in concentration as he moved the racecar around the track on television. He was focused intently on his game; he was determined that he was going to beat his previous lap time no matter how much he hurt his fingers in the process from pressing too hard.

He was aggravated, pissed off, and needed something to relax. He was turning his frustration of not being allowed a starting spot in La Selección into beating the hell out of his lap times. And he was also mad at Iker.

San Iker wasn’t helping anything. He was always telling him what to do, what to fix, what he should eat, how to dress, what he shouldn’t say in public. Cesc sighed at each reprimanding lecture and reminded Iker that he wasn’t perfect and that he was still learning how to handle some situations.

And now the door to the room banged open as Cesc started his last lap. From the footsteps, Cesc knew that Iker had come back and he turned his car into a curve effortlessly.

He heard Iker’s sigh before another lecture started. “Cesc, don’t you think you can do something besides play video games for a while? I mean you could—”

“Madre de Dios!” Cesc cursed as he hit a wall and thus effectively ruined his chances at beating his lap time. He turned with narrowed dark eyes at Iker. “Don’t you ever fucking tell me what to do again!”

Iker looked confused at him but Cesc shook his head angrily and stood up. He started for the door, making sure to go around Iker completely, and he was convincing himself that a roommate change would be a great idea when Iker pulled his arm to stop him.

“I’m sorry Cesc.” The simple apology and honest look in Iker’s eyes had Cesc reconsidering. “I’m stressed out but that is no reason for me to hurt your feelings. I’ll make it up to you if you tell me what you want me to do. I’m truly sorry.”

Cesc nodded, accepting Iker’s apology silently and moved over to hug him. Iker loosely put his arms around Cesc’s body and held him close. Cesc pressed his nose against Iker’s chest and breathed in his smell and smiled at the familiarity and warmth that he now felt.

“Let me top?”

Iker heard Cesc’s quiet request and shook his head with a small smile. “As you wish mi amor. As you wish.”


Prompt: Steven/Xabi
Pairing: I’m not jealous…

Steven watched Fernando in training and heard Xabi’s sigh from beside him. He looked over quizzically and saw Xabi shaking his head and looking down. Steven reached over and squeezed the Spaniard’s knee.

“No need to be jealous love.”

Xabi looked up quickly and shook his head. “I’m not jealous!”

Steven chuckled. “I’m sure, but I may look at the lad, but I don’t want him. Why would I when I have someone far more amazing? Why would I when I have you?”

Xabi gave him a faint smile and shook his head once more. “I’m not jealous. I’m really not because I know you’re mine.” Steven smiled pleased but Xabi continued with an amused lift in his lips. “And I know that if you were to ever cheat on me, I would use your groin for shooting practice all day long. And you know I don’t miss.”

Steven was recalled to practice when Pepe asked why he suddenly looked pale.


Prompt: JT doing something dirty
Pairing: JT/Lampsy

He had thought about it all day, thought so much about it that he licked his lips a hundred times in anticipation. John couldn’t wait to be on his knees in front of his beautiful Frank and sucking him down his throat. And the sounds Frank would make would be divine.

No, he couldn’t wait.

As soon as the door behind the manager had shut, John pulled Frank into the shower stall and immediately sank to his knees. He took hold of Frank’s hips and slowly started to lick up the side of Frank’s beautiful cock. Frank’s gasp made him grow harder and John stroked Frank’s length slowly while he lowered his head. His lips closed over the head of Frank’s penis and slowly, agonizingly slowly he swallowed the whole of Frank’s cock into his mouth.

When Frank moaned and leaned back against the shower wall, John grinned around the cock in his mouth. Oh yes, this was well worth the wait.


Prompt: Jamie Carragher
Pairing: Jamie/Stevie

They were many things to each other; reliable, caring, concerned, teammates, friends, lovers, that guy that he would call to pick him up when he was drunk, he was the one that Jamie called when he needed to share something. They were almost inseparable and hardly ever apart. They knew each other’s likes and dislikes, their life story, how much they hated rival teams.

They never kept secrets, except one.

What Jamie never told Steven were three words that could change everything. Three beautiful, magical, painful words that he never told him. He couldn’t risk hurting himself badly if Steven didn’t return his feelings so he would never tell him. It was his secret to keep, it was his private thought to remain unspoken.

The thing Steven never bothered to share with Jamie was that he knew Jamie’s secret. He knew because he felt the same way but he wouldn’t ever pressure Carra into telling him. If Jamie wouldn’t tell him, then that would be okay. Steven would show him over and over, from now to the end of time if he had to, that he loved Jamie as much as he did.

It was a simple fact.


Prompt: Leave it on.
Pairing: Gary/Ryan

The match was over and the crowd was in the process of leaving. The team was high on victory and nothing was more satisfying than a thorough stomping of another team.

Ryan ran his finger over the band that was on his arm and smiled faintly. He had been the captain for the match. He moved his fingers to pull the band slowly down his arm when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and saw dark brooding eyes looking back at him.

With a twitch in his lips and a small tug on his hand, Gary smirked down at him. “Leave it on and let’s go celebrate.”


Prompt: It’s pretty obvious
Pairing: Xavi, Bojan/Carles

Xavi shook his head at Carles and smacked the captain lightly on the arm. “You are too obvious Puyi.”

Carles frowned and looked at Xavi, confused. “What is obvious? What have I done?”

Xavi laughed at him. “It’s pretty obvious you have a thing for the boy. Now why don’t you stop talking to me and go tell him that you want to fuck him?”

Carles frowned. “I don’t want to just fuck him.”

Xavi grinned. “Then why don’t you go tell him what you do want?”