Footie fics
I wrote these for the Valentine’s Day prompts at fabrique_slash
So yes all Fabrique pairings, one is rated G the other NC-17…hope y’all like them!
To my non-footie fan friends if you want to read them they are pretty cute ^_^
"Thank God for guest badges" G prompted by fillesanyonnon
A/N :I played with time a little bit, Barca didn’t have a long weekend or anything I just need to manipulate the universe to get them in the same place!
"Thank God for guest badges"
Kisses were so important, they turned frogs into princes, they expressed what you can’t say with just words. They let that one person know, you are theirs… but only if you had the courage to kiss them.
That was Geri’s biggest problem … courage. Give him a defender bigger than him (it didn’t happen often) or dive off a boat, no problem.
Let the boy..no…man he loves know the truth, impossible.
This is why he is stuck in the WAG section of Emirates in February. He was stupid to waste his long weekend off, but he had to see him, he had to see his Cesc. Tough he really shouldn’t call Cesc, “his.”
He was cold, and not really in the mood to possibly lose his best friend but if it worked it would be the best story ever to tell their grandkids… Pique can just see them looking up at him. “Gpapi (he’d have the cool name) how did you tell Abuelo you loved him?”
“Well I surprised him on Valentine’s Day at his game, and kissed him like he’d never been kissed before!”
While lost in his fantasy world of cute grandkids the game ended.
Luckily Van Persie’s wife tapped his shoulder and smiled at him like she knew what he was thinking.
He grabbed his overnight bag and ran down the stairs into the bowels of Emirates to get to the locker room, he stopped to show his guest badge a few times, he was almost there. If he ran now Cesc would never know he was here…
“GERI!!! I saw you at half time what are you doing here?” Cesc half yelled while trying to jump into Pique’s arms.
“I…I had a long weekend…” Pique started.
“I have to do a quick interview you stay right here, I will be done soon” and with that Cesc was headed to the stairs.
“Wait I have something to tell you,” Pique starting after him.
“It can wait, I will be five minutes,” he says not looking back.
“If I don’t say it now I never will,” Gerard says as they reach the top of the stairs.
Cesc stops and looks at Gerard, from the different steps Cesc is taller than him.
Pique looks up and kisses Cesc, trying to pour his love into the kiss, trying to tell Cesc he wants to grow old with him; that he’s picked out their kid’s names already. For a split second he is sure Cesc is going to shove him down the stairs as he pulls away.
“I love you too,” is all that is said and they kiss again.
"untitled" NC-17 prompted by 4jinx_removing
“Do you want to be the nurse and doctor?”
“boring!”
“Teacher and naughty school boy?”
“We did that last week”
“Cesc I’m running out of ideas here,” Pique sighs as he sits against the headboard.
“I have an idea but I don’t think you’ll like it,” Cesc says from the foot of the bed.
“What I’ll try anything once,” Pique sits a little higher in the bed.
“Just a minute,” with that said Cesc was out of the room.
About 5 or so minutes later Pique hears “Close your eyes!” from the hall. So he compiles. “I hope he’s in something sexy,” Pique thinks.
“Ok open them!”
Pique opens one eye and once he sees his boyfriend standing there both eyes are as big plates. His Cesc standing there in his full glory covered in a disgusting Real kit, shorts and knee socks. He gives Geri a spin around, it even has his name on it!
“Where did you get that ugly thing?” he says though clenched teeth.
“I bought it on-line… So…um.. you don’t like it?” Cesc starts playing with the hem of the bright white top. “Because I was hoping you’d spank this Madridista just like in el clasico,”
Pique doesn’t know whether to be mad or cum. “Come here and lay across my lap,” he says finally.
Cesc crawls to the center of the bed, pulls the crisp white shorts down to where the band is right under his butt, and flings himself over Pique’s lap.
“You want to be put in your place huh?” he whispers into Cesc’s neck, while sweetly running his hands over the plump backside presented to him like an offering.
“Yes, I should know better than to think we could ever beat Barcelona,” Cesc said quietly.
Pique doesn’t warn him and the first blow is hard across both cheeks and he gives a short yelp.
“Oh was I too hard on you?...too bad!” Pique hits him just as hard a few inches down.
Cesc is crying now, but he is so hard, he had no idea his little idea would pay off so well…
Pique hit him again just as hard a few inches above the first slap.
“Oh please oh I don’t know if I can take much more!” Cesc sobs into the blanket while his hips are humping the air.
“I don’t think you’ve quiet learned your lesson yet,” Pique switches his hand to cover just one whole cheek of Cesc’s bright red ass and hits both once each.
Cesc is crying the hardest he ever has with Gerard , he is so close it isn’t even funny, why did he only hit him five times? Cesc wanted more.
“Now you know how they felt, hurt and not satisfied,” Pique says as he turns Cesc over and starts to lick at the head of his hard dick; after only a few licks Cesc comes hard as his whole body shakes.
“That was fun, we should have bedroom el clasico again,” Cesc murmurs sleepily “Give me a minute and then we can fuck.”
So yes all Fabrique pairings, one is rated G the other NC-17…hope y’all like them!
To my non-footie fan friends if you want to read them they are pretty cute ^_^
"Thank God for guest badges" G prompted by fillesanyonnon
A/N :I played with time a little bit, Barca didn’t have a long weekend or anything I just need to manipulate the universe to get them in the same place!
"Thank God for guest badges"
Kisses were so important, they turned frogs into princes, they expressed what you can’t say with just words. They let that one person know, you are theirs… but only if you had the courage to kiss them.
That was Geri’s biggest problem … courage. Give him a defender bigger than him (it didn’t happen often) or dive off a boat, no problem.
Let the boy..no…man he loves know the truth, impossible.
This is why he is stuck in the WAG section of Emirates in February. He was stupid to waste his long weekend off, but he had to see him, he had to see his Cesc. Tough he really shouldn’t call Cesc, “his.”
He was cold, and not really in the mood to possibly lose his best friend but if it worked it would be the best story ever to tell their grandkids… Pique can just see them looking up at him. “Gpapi (he’d have the cool name) how did you tell Abuelo you loved him?”
“Well I surprised him on Valentine’s Day at his game, and kissed him like he’d never been kissed before!”
While lost in his fantasy world of cute grandkids the game ended.
Luckily Van Persie’s wife tapped his shoulder and smiled at him like she knew what he was thinking.
He grabbed his overnight bag and ran down the stairs into the bowels of Emirates to get to the locker room, he stopped to show his guest badge a few times, he was almost there. If he ran now Cesc would never know he was here…
“GERI!!! I saw you at half time what are you doing here?” Cesc half yelled while trying to jump into Pique’s arms.
“I…I had a long weekend…” Pique started.
“I have to do a quick interview you stay right here, I will be done soon” and with that Cesc was headed to the stairs.
“Wait I have something to tell you,” Pique starting after him.
“It can wait, I will be five minutes,” he says not looking back.
“If I don’t say it now I never will,” Gerard says as they reach the top of the stairs.
Cesc stops and looks at Gerard, from the different steps Cesc is taller than him.
Pique looks up and kisses Cesc, trying to pour his love into the kiss, trying to tell Cesc he wants to grow old with him; that he’s picked out their kid’s names already. For a split second he is sure Cesc is going to shove him down the stairs as he pulls away.
“I love you too,” is all that is said and they kiss again.
"untitled" NC-17 prompted by 4jinx_removing
“Do you want to be the nurse and doctor?”
“boring!”
“Teacher and naughty school boy?”
“We did that last week”
“Cesc I’m running out of ideas here,” Pique sighs as he sits against the headboard.
“I have an idea but I don’t think you’ll like it,” Cesc says from the foot of the bed.
“What I’ll try anything once,” Pique sits a little higher in the bed.
“Just a minute,” with that said Cesc was out of the room.
About 5 or so minutes later Pique hears “Close your eyes!” from the hall. So he compiles. “I hope he’s in something sexy,” Pique thinks.
“Ok open them!”
Pique opens one eye and once he sees his boyfriend standing there both eyes are as big plates. His Cesc standing there in his full glory covered in a disgusting Real kit, shorts and knee socks. He gives Geri a spin around, it even has his name on it!
“Where did you get that ugly thing?” he says though clenched teeth.
“I bought it on-line… So…um.. you don’t like it?” Cesc starts playing with the hem of the bright white top. “Because I was hoping you’d spank this Madridista just like in el clasico,”
Pique doesn’t know whether to be mad or cum. “Come here and lay across my lap,” he says finally.
Cesc crawls to the center of the bed, pulls the crisp white shorts down to where the band is right under his butt, and flings himself over Pique’s lap.
“You want to be put in your place huh?” he whispers into Cesc’s neck, while sweetly running his hands over the plump backside presented to him like an offering.
“Yes, I should know better than to think we could ever beat Barcelona,” Cesc said quietly.
Pique doesn’t warn him and the first blow is hard across both cheeks and he gives a short yelp.
“Oh was I too hard on you?...too bad!” Pique hits him just as hard a few inches down.
Cesc is crying now, but he is so hard, he had no idea his little idea would pay off so well…
Pique hit him again just as hard a few inches above the first slap.
“Oh please oh I don’t know if I can take much more!” Cesc sobs into the blanket while his hips are humping the air.
“I don’t think you’ve quiet learned your lesson yet,” Pique switches his hand to cover just one whole cheek of Cesc’s bright red ass and hits both once each.
Cesc is crying the hardest he ever has with Gerard , he is so close it isn’t even funny, why did he only hit him five times? Cesc wanted more.
“Now you know how they felt, hurt and not satisfied,” Pique says as he turns Cesc over and starts to lick at the head of his hard dick; after only a few licks Cesc comes hard as his whole body shakes.
“That was fun, we should have bedroom el clasico again,” Cesc murmurs sleepily “Give me a minute and then we can fuck.”