tennis slash - Heated
Title: Heated
Author: Kris S.
Fandom: Tennis RPS
Pairing: Jurgen Melzer/Philipp Petzschner (talk about Jurgen Melzer/Bob Bryan/Mike Bryan)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: This did not happen.
Summary: Philipp is watching the Bryans after the match the teams played at Wimbledon and thinks it’s giving Jurgen ideas.
Author’s Note: Blame slyreflection . She asked for both Melz/Petz; object: heat and Melzer/Bryans; object: grass. This is as close as I’m getting to that second one.
“They are creepy,” Philipp declares as he’s watching Mike and Bob across the locker room after their match.
“How do you mean?” Jurgen asks from under his towel, having rudely been interrupted by his berating of himself for losing that doubles matches.
“They do everything together. Attached at the hip.”
“They have that telepathy thing going on. They’re twins, no big deal.” Jurgen shakes his hair with the towel then mutters, “Not that it’s not weird of you to be talking about them while in the same room.”
“One, they don’t know German. Two, you’re not seeing what I’m seeing. They’re wiping grass stains off each other.”
“So?”
“They are way too intimate.”
Jurgen removes the towel to watch what Philipp is watching. Okay so maybe they are a little close. Mike leans in as Bob makes a joke, Bob’s hand moving to Mike’s shoulder because he’s already starting to laugh before he reaches the punchline. Shame that he missed the part Philipp described. That was probably better viewing. Jurgen sounds far away when he finally says, “They’re not so bad.”
The ensuing silence bugs Philipp and he moves so that he’s noticing Jurgen’s view. Philipp blurts out, “You are one of those who fantasizes about twins!”
The towel goes back over Jurgen’s head but Philipp already caught the blush that was beginning to develop. Jurgen needs to get away from that stare bearing down and quickly stands up. “You are so childish. I’m heading to the showers.”
“Can I join you?” Jurgen ignores Philipp as he reaches the showers. Philipp shoots up and follows him, exclaiming, “You totally are that guy!”
Jurgen is stripping off his sweaty clothes as he says, “Oh come on. That is insane.”
“I’ve heard about that kink but never imagined you’d be into that. I think one of them is married so that fantasy would be tough to fulfill.”
“Petzsche, cut it out.”
“So how do you picture them? Mike on his knees while Bob is behind you? Or is Bob attacking your mouth while you're inside Mike?”
Jurgen grabs onto Philipp’s shirt, dragging him into the showers and slamming him against the wall. The knob is turned and Philipp’s clothes mold to him. Jurgen closes in, hovering over his doubles partner as he hisses out, “I wasn’t looking at them at all. I was thinking about what you think they were doing as if we were doing that.”
Philipp looks up at Jurgen with wide eyed shock, water splashing on his face and flattening his hair to complete the look. “You were thinking about me?”
Jurgen wonders how this guy can be so smart on the court and such a daft idiot off the court. Then he wonders why he puts up with this. “I want you to stop with thinking that every little thing involving everyone else is sexual and kiss me already. Is that clear enough for you?”
“Quite,” then grabs onto Jurgen’s shoulder and kisses him.