Fic: Kitchen Distractions (Sernando)
TITLE: Kitchen Distractions
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: Sergio boosted himself up onto the counter, recipe book open in his hands. “Okay, are you ready?” Fernando donned an apron and slapped his hands together. “I’m ready, let’s do this.”
FANDOM: Football (Sergio Ramos / Fernando Torres)
STATUS: Complete - One Shot
PROMPT: “Christmas fluff with baking cookies and wonderful happiness” by sophie_lfc @ sernando
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest, darkest, corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for a prompt at sernando. Also written for day 5 @ adventchallenge (25 stories - 25 days)
***
Sergio boosted himself up onto the counter, recipe book open in his hands. “Okay, are you ready?”
Fernando donned an apron and slapped his hands together. “I’m ready, let’s do this.”
“Okay. One cup of flour.”
Fernando measured the fluffy white powder out into a measuring jug and poured it into the mixing bowl.
“One cup of sugar.”
He completed the action and continued to add ingredients until he had his hands in the gooey mixture, mixing and kneading it together.
“Alright, it says we need to roll out the dough and then cut out shapes with the cutters.” Sergio hopped off the bench and fished through the pantry. “What cutters do we have?”
“Christmas trees, stars-” Fernando paused, lifting the dough from the bowl and slamming it down onto the counter top. “Little Santa’s.”
Sergio found all three and slid them across the counter to Fernando. He came up behind Fernando and peered over his shoulder. “Looks good.”
“Looks like dough.”
Sergio caught one of Fernando’s hands and brought it to his mouth. Catching Fernando’s eyes he sucked one finger wickedly into his mouth.
“Tastes like dough, too.”
Fernando caught his bottom lip between his teeth and watched Sergio suck his fingers deep into his mouth, sucking away the batter and licking them clean. “Do we need a rolling pin to-”
The rest of Fernando’s question was lost as Sergio’s mouth found his own, almost missing it in his haste, but Fernando dipped his head, correcting Sergio’s aim, and then...
They were kissing and Fernando was flying apart.
Sergio’s lips were soft and warm against his, pressing gently, and he groaned quietly, mouth opening slightly. Sergio’s tongue was there, asking for entrance, which Fernando quickly gave. He groaned as their tongues slid against each other.
Then Sergio was twisting, moving, never breaking the kiss as he pulled Fernando to the tiled floor and straddled his legs, settling himself in Fernando’s lap.
“Yeah,” Fernando breathed into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Sergio, felt Sergio’s fingers thread through his hair.
Their mouths parted and came back together again and again, their actions growing in intensity, breaths coming faster, hands roaming over skin. Fernando’s erection was a hard ridge inside his boxers and he grasped Sergio’s hips, instantly feeling Sergio grind down against him.
Fernando broke the kiss with a deep groan and leant his head back against the cupboards.
“Nando?” Sergio panted, confused.
Fernando pressed his forehead to Sergio’s. “Not here, not on the floor,” he breathed.
Sergio nodded, smiling, and stood, and when Fernando was standing next to him, Sergio threaded his fingers with Fernando's and said, “Lead on.”
*
They were barely in the door of Sergio’s room before they were back in each other’s arms. Fernando claimed Sergio’s mouth for another deep kiss, feeling Sergio’s hands reach around and settle on his arse, pulling him tight against him.
Fernando bucked his hips up and felt Sergio laugh into the kiss. Fernando smiled against Sergio’s lips and slid his hands down Sergio’s back, fingers dipping under the waistband of his jeans.
“Yeah, Nando, yeah...” Sergio encouraged him, raising his hands to cup Fernando’s face, kissing him again, and Fernando thumbed open the button of Sergio’s jeans and eased down the zipper, letting the material fall to the floor.
Sergio pulled back from the kiss, yanking Fernando’s jumper up over his head and quickly discarded his own. They continued to undress until there was nothing between them. They pressed together, their groins touching, their erections sliding against each other.
Sergio tipped his head back just as Fernando’s came down, his lips mouthing wetly at Sergio’s neck.
“God, Nando... you feel so good.” Sergio’s arms tightened around Fernando, drawing in a breath at the feel of their cocks pressed between their bodies.
“Bed. Now,” Fernando said against Sergio’s skin, and began walking them slowly backwards.
He sank down onto the bed slowly, kissing Sergio’s neck, cheek and stomach as he went. He scooted up the bed, his back against the headboard, then reached out and grasped Sergio’s wrist, giving it a little tug.
“C’mere.”
Sergio went willingly, crawling onto the bed and straddling Fernando’s waist once more, just like in the kitchen.
His senses were immediately assaulted as Sergio cupped Fernando’s face again, drawling him in for another deep kiss. Fernando’s hands roamed up and down Sergio’s back, skimming across heated skin and muscles.
As the kiss grew, Fernando felt Sergio’s hips start to move, pressing down, then up, bumping their erections together again and again.
Fernando pulled back from the kiss, breathless. “God, Sese.”
“No, don’t stop...” Sergio whispered, his hands sliding down to grasp the top of Fernando’s shoulders, still moving his hips.
Fernando kissed and licked his way down the smooth column of Sergio’s neck, his salty taste exploding across his tongue.
He tilted Sergio’s upper body back a bit to get better access to his chest, where his mouth found his right nipple. Fernando could feel Sergio’s moan as he swiped his tongue across the small nub.
Encouraged, Fernando licked and sucked, hearing Sergio’s voice get rough with arousal as his hand cupped the back of Fernando's head, holding him against his chest.
“Mmm, yeah, like that... harder... god...”
The words went straight to Fernando’s cock, hard and aching, still sliding against Sergio’s. He pulled the now hardened bud into his mouth and bit down lightly.
Sergio gasped, the grip on Fernando’s head faltering, and he dropped his head, his hips grinding harder now, his voice hoarse when he spoke.
“Touch me, Nando, please...”
He captured Sergio’s mouth as his hand reached between their bodies. He’d never been more thankful for his large hands and long fingers than he was at that moment, as he curled his palm around both of their straining cocks.
Fernando tightened his grip and slid his hand upwards, pressing their cocks together, skin sliding against skin. Sergio whined deep in his throat and Fernando thought he would come apart at the sound. Fernando splayed his other hand on Sergio’s back, then started stroking their cocks with long, smooth motions.
In between hot, wet, sharp kisses their breaths came in short pants. Fernando’s hand was moving faster now, driving their passion higher and higher. He turned his wrist slightly on the next upstroke, to drag his thumb over the head of Sergio’s cock, pressing down on the slit.
“Yes!” Sergio bucked his hips sharply. “Just - just like that...almost, I - “
And with a cry that was nearly a sob, Sergio came, his body shaking on top of Fernando’s as his come coated Fernando fingers and his own cock.
He kept stroking, coaxing wave after wave of Sergio’s orgasm from him, feeling his own collecting at the base of his spine, rushing up to meet him.
Then Sergio’s hand was knocking his away, taking over, stroking, stroking, Sergio’s husky voice telling him, “Now let me feel you come.”
And that was it. One, two more pulls on his painfully hard erection and he was coming, shouting Sergio’s name, shooting over and over.
His body still trembling with aftershocks, he crushed Sergio to him, feeling the other man hold on to him just as tightly.
Fernando put his mouth next to Sergio’s ear. “I love you,” he whispered, and felt Sergio smile against his skin.
THE END
Feedback and comments are always appreciated :)
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: Sergio boosted himself up onto the counter, recipe book open in his hands. “Okay, are you ready?” Fernando donned an apron and slapped his hands together. “I’m ready, let’s do this.”
FANDOM: Football (Sergio Ramos / Fernando Torres)
STATUS: Complete - One Shot
PROMPT: “Christmas fluff with baking cookies and wonderful happiness” by sophie_lfc @ sernando
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest, darkest, corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for a prompt at sernando. Also written for day 5 @ adventchallenge (25 stories - 25 days)
***
Sergio boosted himself up onto the counter, recipe book open in his hands. “Okay, are you ready?”
Fernando donned an apron and slapped his hands together. “I’m ready, let’s do this.”
“Okay. One cup of flour.”
Fernando measured the fluffy white powder out into a measuring jug and poured it into the mixing bowl.
“One cup of sugar.”
He completed the action and continued to add ingredients until he had his hands in the gooey mixture, mixing and kneading it together.
“Alright, it says we need to roll out the dough and then cut out shapes with the cutters.” Sergio hopped off the bench and fished through the pantry. “What cutters do we have?”
“Christmas trees, stars-” Fernando paused, lifting the dough from the bowl and slamming it down onto the counter top. “Little Santa’s.”
Sergio found all three and slid them across the counter to Fernando. He came up behind Fernando and peered over his shoulder. “Looks good.”
“Looks like dough.”
Sergio caught one of Fernando’s hands and brought it to his mouth. Catching Fernando’s eyes he sucked one finger wickedly into his mouth.
“Tastes like dough, too.”
Fernando caught his bottom lip between his teeth and watched Sergio suck his fingers deep into his mouth, sucking away the batter and licking them clean. “Do we need a rolling pin to-”
The rest of Fernando’s question was lost as Sergio’s mouth found his own, almost missing it in his haste, but Fernando dipped his head, correcting Sergio’s aim, and then...
They were kissing and Fernando was flying apart.
Sergio’s lips were soft and warm against his, pressing gently, and he groaned quietly, mouth opening slightly. Sergio’s tongue was there, asking for entrance, which Fernando quickly gave. He groaned as their tongues slid against each other.
Then Sergio was twisting, moving, never breaking the kiss as he pulled Fernando to the tiled floor and straddled his legs, settling himself in Fernando’s lap.
“Yeah,” Fernando breathed into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around Sergio, felt Sergio’s fingers thread through his hair.
Their mouths parted and came back together again and again, their actions growing in intensity, breaths coming faster, hands roaming over skin. Fernando’s erection was a hard ridge inside his boxers and he grasped Sergio’s hips, instantly feeling Sergio grind down against him.
Fernando broke the kiss with a deep groan and leant his head back against the cupboards.
“Nando?” Sergio panted, confused.
Fernando pressed his forehead to Sergio’s. “Not here, not on the floor,” he breathed.
Sergio nodded, smiling, and stood, and when Fernando was standing next to him, Sergio threaded his fingers with Fernando's and said, “Lead on.”
*
They were barely in the door of Sergio’s room before they were back in each other’s arms. Fernando claimed Sergio’s mouth for another deep kiss, feeling Sergio’s hands reach around and settle on his arse, pulling him tight against him.
Fernando bucked his hips up and felt Sergio laugh into the kiss. Fernando smiled against Sergio’s lips and slid his hands down Sergio’s back, fingers dipping under the waistband of his jeans.
“Yeah, Nando, yeah...” Sergio encouraged him, raising his hands to cup Fernando’s face, kissing him again, and Fernando thumbed open the button of Sergio’s jeans and eased down the zipper, letting the material fall to the floor.
Sergio pulled back from the kiss, yanking Fernando’s jumper up over his head and quickly discarded his own. They continued to undress until there was nothing between them. They pressed together, their groins touching, their erections sliding against each other.
Sergio tipped his head back just as Fernando’s came down, his lips mouthing wetly at Sergio’s neck.
“God, Nando... you feel so good.” Sergio’s arms tightened around Fernando, drawing in a breath at the feel of their cocks pressed between their bodies.
“Bed. Now,” Fernando said against Sergio’s skin, and began walking them slowly backwards.
He sank down onto the bed slowly, kissing Sergio’s neck, cheek and stomach as he went. He scooted up the bed, his back against the headboard, then reached out and grasped Sergio’s wrist, giving it a little tug.
“C’mere.”
Sergio went willingly, crawling onto the bed and straddling Fernando’s waist once more, just like in the kitchen.
His senses were immediately assaulted as Sergio cupped Fernando’s face again, drawling him in for another deep kiss. Fernando’s hands roamed up and down Sergio’s back, skimming across heated skin and muscles.
As the kiss grew, Fernando felt Sergio’s hips start to move, pressing down, then up, bumping their erections together again and again.
Fernando pulled back from the kiss, breathless. “God, Sese.”
“No, don’t stop...” Sergio whispered, his hands sliding down to grasp the top of Fernando’s shoulders, still moving his hips.
Fernando kissed and licked his way down the smooth column of Sergio’s neck, his salty taste exploding across his tongue.
He tilted Sergio’s upper body back a bit to get better access to his chest, where his mouth found his right nipple. Fernando could feel Sergio’s moan as he swiped his tongue across the small nub.
Encouraged, Fernando licked and sucked, hearing Sergio’s voice get rough with arousal as his hand cupped the back of Fernando's head, holding him against his chest.
“Mmm, yeah, like that... harder... god...”
The words went straight to Fernando’s cock, hard and aching, still sliding against Sergio’s. He pulled the now hardened bud into his mouth and bit down lightly.
Sergio gasped, the grip on Fernando’s head faltering, and he dropped his head, his hips grinding harder now, his voice hoarse when he spoke.
“Touch me, Nando, please...”
He captured Sergio’s mouth as his hand reached between their bodies. He’d never been more thankful for his large hands and long fingers than he was at that moment, as he curled his palm around both of their straining cocks.
Fernando tightened his grip and slid his hand upwards, pressing their cocks together, skin sliding against skin. Sergio whined deep in his throat and Fernando thought he would come apart at the sound. Fernando splayed his other hand on Sergio’s back, then started stroking their cocks with long, smooth motions.
In between hot, wet, sharp kisses their breaths came in short pants. Fernando’s hand was moving faster now, driving their passion higher and higher. He turned his wrist slightly on the next upstroke, to drag his thumb over the head of Sergio’s cock, pressing down on the slit.
“Yes!” Sergio bucked his hips sharply. “Just - just like that...almost, I - “
And with a cry that was nearly a sob, Sergio came, his body shaking on top of Fernando’s as his come coated Fernando fingers and his own cock.
He kept stroking, coaxing wave after wave of Sergio’s orgasm from him, feeling his own collecting at the base of his spine, rushing up to meet him.
Then Sergio’s hand was knocking his away, taking over, stroking, stroking, Sergio’s husky voice telling him, “Now let me feel you come.”
And that was it. One, two more pulls on his painfully hard erection and he was coming, shouting Sergio’s name, shooting over and over.
His body still trembling with aftershocks, he crushed Sergio to him, feeling the other man hold on to him just as tightly.
Fernando put his mouth next to Sergio’s ear. “I love you,” he whispered, and felt Sergio smile against his skin.
THE END
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