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Title: Need
Characters: Todd Bertuzzi/Markus Naslund
Word Count: 2742
Rating: NC-17
Setting: Vancouver, British Columbia, 2007 off-season
Disclaimer: I don’t own these players, nor do I know their sexual preferences. The whole thing is a work of my imagination, my sick and twisted imagination ;)
Author’s Notes: I was inspired to write this by a picture I got from salsa_babe while making her canucks mood theme. Also, I strayed from reality a little more with Markus’s living arrangements for my own purposes as I’m sure he and his family have a house somewhere in the ‘burbs, haha, but that just doesn’t work with my story so…yeah.
Comments: Welcomed! Please comment ^.^ CC is always good too.
Todd’s POV
As I walked through the terminal, I was hard-pressed to keep from running to the baggage claim. My whole body seemed to be vibrating with excitement, a permanent grin seemed to be plastered on my face. As I got to the baggage claim, I had the patience of a 2 year old, pacing back and forth, demanding that my bag appear immediately. Finally it came and I whipped it off the conveyor belt and wheeled it down the terminal to the entrance where I knew he was waiting. I quickened my pace as I got closer and closer until I was practically jogging. It had been a long 3 months since I had last seen him and the plane ride here from Detroit had been the longest few hours of my life.
I reached the entrance but there was no one there, I looked around but he was nowhere to be seen. I couldn’t help being a little disappointed; his smiling face was the first thing I wanted to see when I came back to Vancouver. Standing in the middle of the main foyer of the airport, a couple people passed me and gave me a look of recognition, but I had yet to be attacked by a cameraman. I was beginning to get a little nervous but I hoped nothing had happened to him.
Markus’s POV
I’m so late! I can’t believe the stupid traffic, I cursed in my native tongue as I pulled into the underground parking garage. I throw the gears into park and quickly jump out, locking it with the remote over my shoulder as I run to the elevator. I tapped my foot as it moved upward, the machine not going fast enough for my liking, impatience taking over. The door opened and I nearly knock over a couple as they try to enter the elevator, but I have no time for them. I yell a quick apology over my shoulder but keep running towards the terminal he’s coming in at.
I can see him at the far end of the airport, he’s just standing there in the middle, looking around expectantly. I hope he’s not disappointed. I break into a sprint, grateful to be wearing my track pants to allow for more movement. He sees me now and he’s jogging my way with a big grin on his face. We collide in a big bear hug, the force of our impact almost knocking Todd over, but he soon regains his balance as he grips my shoulders tightly.
I want to do more than hug him, but I accept the fact that we are in an extremely public place and that the last thing I want is our picture on the front page, the reporters having a field day about some crazy sex scandal. So I grab his bag away from him, grinning with contentment as we start heading back to the parking garage at a brisk pace. I needed to feel his hands on me in some way, wanting to get somewhere a little more private ASAP.
“Fuck, it’s great to see you Markus,” he gives me the once over with a small smile playing on his lips, “you look….amazing.”
“You don’t look half-bad yourself,” I say returning the smile, “if we weren’t in such a public place…” I left the rest to his imagination, that smile of his turning into a devious grin as we stepped into the elevator to go down to the parking garage.
Todd’s POV
The second the elevator door closed I lunged at him, hands on either side of his face, lips attaching to his. He seemed surprised by my sudden attack, but it wasn’t totally unwelcome as his tongue pressed against my lips and I parted them gratefully to let it pass. He grabbed my ass pulling me in closer to him, so our bodies were pressed right up against each other. Our frenzied make-out session was halted however as the elevator dinged and we pushed apart just as the doors opened. A family stood outside in the parking garage, bags in hand, waiting for us to exit.
We grinned at them innocently as Markus wheeled my bag out of the elevator and I followed. Laughing as we made our way over to his car, he tossed my bag in the trunk and we got in. As I looked out the window at the familiar streets and buildings of downtown Vancouver, I felt a certain comfortableness fall over me and I leaned back into my seat, sighing happily. The city where I had spent the greater part of 8 years rushed by my window, and I realized that I’d missed it terribly. I glanced over at Mark, concentrating on his driving, which made me smile too. It definitely wasn’t the same without him always being there, always the responsible one. I needed him to take care of me and without him I’ve just felt lost. I needed my captain.
Markus’s POV
We arrived at my apartment and I retrieved his bag from the trunk, walking through the lobby of my apartment building to the elevator, the concierge nodding to me from his desk. The elevator ride was long up to the 11th floor where I lived, but we kept our distance this time, simply smiling at each other across the elevator, eyeing each other hungrily, emotion building and lust steadily rising in time with the elevator.
As we entered my apartment I rolled his bag to the side, closing the door with a leg and pulling him in towards me all at once. His hands were exactly what I had been missing, as they gripped my hips. As if reading my mind (or maybe it’s because we couldn’t contain ourselves any longer), we both lunged for each other at the same time, our mouths now a tangle of lips and tongues. I needed him right now, all the desire, lust and want that I had been feeling since our last encounter completely bubbling over.
The phone was one thing, but I couldn’t feel his touch or the warmth of his body through the phone line. Long distance relationships had never really been my thing, but it was different with Todd. I refused to let him go, and I was pretty sure he felt the same way about me. He closed my bottom lip lightly between his teeth, tugging playfully before running off to my bedroom, “Catch me if you can.”
Half-way there he turned around and gave me this mischievous glance that just made me melt. I chased after him just like I always had (and would probably continue doing), but I liked the games he played. As I entered my dark room, I looked around for him but couldn’t see anything in the darkness. Then a pair of hands came from behind me and crept from my sides to my stomach, enveloping me in his arms. I sighed contentedly, so glad for his return.
Todd’s POV
I brought my lips up close to his ear as he leaned back into me, resting the back of his head on my shoulder, “I missed you.” Even in the dark as I looked down at him, I could see that gorgeous smile of his come across his face, he brought his hands up and put them over top of mine, “Me too. More than you know.”
I was the one smiling now, just what I wanted to hear, “Oh, I think I have some idea.” I kissed the sensitive skin just behind his ear, continuing down his neck, as his hands roamed up my arms. Walking him over towards the bed I continued to attend to his neck, the grip he had on my hands tightening a little bit with anticipation. My growing erection was beginning to press into his thigh and I suspected if my hands travelled downwards Mark would be experiencing something similar.
Hands moving down to his hips, I turned him around to face me, yanking his t-shirt up and over those muscular shoulders of his. He did the same to me and then began unbuckling my belt as he sucked on my collarbone and chest, I let my head fall back and just enjoyed being in his presence once more. His hands were quick and I found my pants around my ankles quicker then anticipated so I stepped out of them and my boxers, yanking down his sweat pants and boxer briefs as well. I took in the sight of all of him, his muscular form looking better than the dreams I had been having. I was so glad for the off season and the chance to come down here and be with him.
Markus’s POV
Seeing him give me the once over made my spine tingle and I felt my cheeks grow hot as I blushed like a teenager who just found out that their crush was into them. I loved the way he looked at me, like he was discovering me for the first time all over again. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me out here?”
The grin on his face widened and he tackled me onto the bed, resuming his kissing down my neck and chest. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his lips on my body. God, those lips. He remembered just what I liked as he continued working his mouth over my torso. I groaned gratefully as his mouth took in one of my nipples, highly sensitized at this point and begging for attention. He let his hand gently stroke my penis as he let his tongue run over the other nipple. I gasped at the sudden sensory explosion and he grinned up at me, pleased that his work was paying off.
I let one of my hands rest on top of his head, fingers intertwining themselves in his soft tresses, longer since our last meeting. He hadn’t shaved today and his bristly chin and cheeks were tickling my stomach as they brushed against it.
Todd’s POV
He was getting harder in my hands but I knew he needed the moisture of my mouth to get fully erect. I edged my way down the mattress slowly, letting my tongue run over the grooves of his abs, so well defined on his athletic body. He squirmed underneath of me, not being able to control himself in his longing to have my mouth on his cock. I was only too eager to comply with his wishes, his being the only one that I wanted for these last 6 years. I flicked my tongue against the head and he reacted immediately, “Oh please Todd…no more teasing today.” He was right, we were past playing games today so I took him into my mouth completely, or as much of him in as I could. His back arched in response to the added heat and moisture around his cock.
I worked my tongue over him for a bit before removing my mouth to lubricate his fingers. His groan was protesting as he looked down at me to see where I had gone. I let a sly smile come across my face as I stared him right in the eyes, holding one of his fingers out in front of me and slowly, very slowly putting it into my open mouth, letting my tongue caress it openly for him to see as I stroked him slowly to match my languid movements. He murmured some incoherent sentences as he watched me and my slow torturing preparation.
I turned around so we were facing opposite ways, giving him easy access to prepare me and for me to keep working on him in the mean time. I felt a finger slip inside me and I moaned loudly, the vibrations of my vocals reverberating along his shaft and causing him to moan in turn. I bobbed my head up and down, relaxing my muscles and allowing him to slip in two more fingers. My mouth slid off his penis, and he moved around behind me, letting the head of his cock just press against me lightly, mocking and teasing me the way I had been teasing before.
Markus’s POV
I pushed into him, slowly at first and then sliding in a bit more forcefully, not being able to hold back any longer. He groaned underneath of me and I wrapped my arms around his stomach, pulling him back into me so his back grazed my chest I thrust into him. I slid out of him slowly, feeling every part of him before thrusting back in. “Oh fuck Markus,” Todd muttered, eyes closed and brow furrowed, his muscles clenching around me. I continued the rhythm, my one hand rubbing his abdomen and the other sliding down to his neglected cock. He groaned even louder as I wrapped my fingers around it, pumping quickly as I continued my slow thrusting. The difference in pace sending shivers up his spine as he leaned into me, willing me to increase the speed.
Feeling his precum leak onto my hand I knew he was close so I picked up the pace of my thrusting until we were on par. Just as I came I squeezed his cock purposefully, causing him to explode all over my hand and bed. We fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and sheets, panting heavily from our exertions. Todd hugged me close, always feeling particularly cuddly after one of our romps. I liked seeing the softer side of him. Most people thought all he knew was brutality, but he was one of the most caring people I knew. He just didn’t reveal this to many people.
Todd’s POV
As I lay there, wrapped around him, in the comfort of his arms, once more all of my forgotten thoughts came flooding back to me. I’d been stressing over where my career was going for the past couple of weeks and for the first time in a long while I was actually afraid. I felt this was as good a time as any to confide in Markus about this. He always knew what to say to me to make me feel better, no matter what the situation. “Mark?”
“Yeah babe?” his voice was quiet, in his half awakened daze.
“I don’t know what’s going to happen next year…but I’ll come visit just like last season, and you’ll come see me. We’ll make it work.” Apprehension was beginning to creep unbidden into my voice.
He ran a consoling hand through my hair, massaging my scalp and relaxing me instantly with his touch, “It’ll work out. Don’t worry love. No matter where you end up I’ll follow you. I’m sure by the time you wake up tomorrow there will be all kinds of messages on your phone from your agent about all the clubs that are dying to have you on their team.”
He was overdoing it but I appreciated it all the same, “Let’s hope so. Speaking of which…” I rolled over to the edge of the bed reaching down into my pants and getting out my cell phone and turning it back on, realizing I hadn’t done that after the flight. The light flashed red, alerting me to a message.
“Oh, there it is now.” I joked, lying back on the bed as I dialled the code for my voice mail. I was greeted by the voice of my agent and I actually stopped breathing for a moment, “Quack, quack, quack Toddie! You’re going to be a duck! I’ve got the deal almost closed! Can’t go wrong getting on board with the newest Stanley cup champions can you? The only thing left is the okay from you big guy, so call me back and we’ll get this done and squared away!” I flipped it shut and lay there in shock, mouth gaping open.
Marcus looked over at me, his face concerned, “It’s not bad news is it?”
“Uh…I…”
“Spit it out Todd!”
“I’m going to be a duck.” I said evenly, unsure of how I felt about it in this moment.
Markus broke into a grin, “Congratulations! That’s great.” He squeezed my shoulder, rolling on top of me and planting a kiss on me which I reacted too slowly still in shock, “Well…I suppose you could have been further away. So it’s not too bad really.”
I nodded, looking over at Markus’s smiling face, “I’m glad you were here with me when I found out.”
He planted another soft kiss on my lips, lingering for a moment longer this time, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
The pic that inspired it all ^.^
Characters: Todd Bertuzzi/Markus Naslund
Word Count: 2742
Rating: NC-17
Setting: Vancouver, British Columbia, 2007 off-season
Disclaimer: I don’t own these players, nor do I know their sexual preferences. The whole thing is a work of my imagination, my sick and twisted imagination ;)
Author’s Notes: I was inspired to write this by a picture I got from salsa_babe while making her canucks mood theme. Also, I strayed from reality a little more with Markus’s living arrangements for my own purposes as I’m sure he and his family have a house somewhere in the ‘burbs, haha, but that just doesn’t work with my story so…yeah.
Comments: Welcomed! Please comment ^.^ CC is always good too.
Todd’s POV
As I walked through the terminal, I was hard-pressed to keep from running to the baggage claim. My whole body seemed to be vibrating with excitement, a permanent grin seemed to be plastered on my face. As I got to the baggage claim, I had the patience of a 2 year old, pacing back and forth, demanding that my bag appear immediately. Finally it came and I whipped it off the conveyor belt and wheeled it down the terminal to the entrance where I knew he was waiting. I quickened my pace as I got closer and closer until I was practically jogging. It had been a long 3 months since I had last seen him and the plane ride here from Detroit had been the longest few hours of my life.
I reached the entrance but there was no one there, I looked around but he was nowhere to be seen. I couldn’t help being a little disappointed; his smiling face was the first thing I wanted to see when I came back to Vancouver. Standing in the middle of the main foyer of the airport, a couple people passed me and gave me a look of recognition, but I had yet to be attacked by a cameraman. I was beginning to get a little nervous but I hoped nothing had happened to him.
Markus’s POV
I’m so late! I can’t believe the stupid traffic, I cursed in my native tongue as I pulled into the underground parking garage. I throw the gears into park and quickly jump out, locking it with the remote over my shoulder as I run to the elevator. I tapped my foot as it moved upward, the machine not going fast enough for my liking, impatience taking over. The door opened and I nearly knock over a couple as they try to enter the elevator, but I have no time for them. I yell a quick apology over my shoulder but keep running towards the terminal he’s coming in at.
I can see him at the far end of the airport, he’s just standing there in the middle, looking around expectantly. I hope he’s not disappointed. I break into a sprint, grateful to be wearing my track pants to allow for more movement. He sees me now and he’s jogging my way with a big grin on his face. We collide in a big bear hug, the force of our impact almost knocking Todd over, but he soon regains his balance as he grips my shoulders tightly.
I want to do more than hug him, but I accept the fact that we are in an extremely public place and that the last thing I want is our picture on the front page, the reporters having a field day about some crazy sex scandal. So I grab his bag away from him, grinning with contentment as we start heading back to the parking garage at a brisk pace. I needed to feel his hands on me in some way, wanting to get somewhere a little more private ASAP.
“Fuck, it’s great to see you Markus,” he gives me the once over with a small smile playing on his lips, “you look….amazing.”
“You don’t look half-bad yourself,” I say returning the smile, “if we weren’t in such a public place…” I left the rest to his imagination, that smile of his turning into a devious grin as we stepped into the elevator to go down to the parking garage.
Todd’s POV
The second the elevator door closed I lunged at him, hands on either side of his face, lips attaching to his. He seemed surprised by my sudden attack, but it wasn’t totally unwelcome as his tongue pressed against my lips and I parted them gratefully to let it pass. He grabbed my ass pulling me in closer to him, so our bodies were pressed right up against each other. Our frenzied make-out session was halted however as the elevator dinged and we pushed apart just as the doors opened. A family stood outside in the parking garage, bags in hand, waiting for us to exit.
We grinned at them innocently as Markus wheeled my bag out of the elevator and I followed. Laughing as we made our way over to his car, he tossed my bag in the trunk and we got in. As I looked out the window at the familiar streets and buildings of downtown Vancouver, I felt a certain comfortableness fall over me and I leaned back into my seat, sighing happily. The city where I had spent the greater part of 8 years rushed by my window, and I realized that I’d missed it terribly. I glanced over at Mark, concentrating on his driving, which made me smile too. It definitely wasn’t the same without him always being there, always the responsible one. I needed him to take care of me and without him I’ve just felt lost. I needed my captain.
Markus’s POV
We arrived at my apartment and I retrieved his bag from the trunk, walking through the lobby of my apartment building to the elevator, the concierge nodding to me from his desk. The elevator ride was long up to the 11th floor where I lived, but we kept our distance this time, simply smiling at each other across the elevator, eyeing each other hungrily, emotion building and lust steadily rising in time with the elevator.
As we entered my apartment I rolled his bag to the side, closing the door with a leg and pulling him in towards me all at once. His hands were exactly what I had been missing, as they gripped my hips. As if reading my mind (or maybe it’s because we couldn’t contain ourselves any longer), we both lunged for each other at the same time, our mouths now a tangle of lips and tongues. I needed him right now, all the desire, lust and want that I had been feeling since our last encounter completely bubbling over.
The phone was one thing, but I couldn’t feel his touch or the warmth of his body through the phone line. Long distance relationships had never really been my thing, but it was different with Todd. I refused to let him go, and I was pretty sure he felt the same way about me. He closed my bottom lip lightly between his teeth, tugging playfully before running off to my bedroom, “Catch me if you can.”
Half-way there he turned around and gave me this mischievous glance that just made me melt. I chased after him just like I always had (and would probably continue doing), but I liked the games he played. As I entered my dark room, I looked around for him but couldn’t see anything in the darkness. Then a pair of hands came from behind me and crept from my sides to my stomach, enveloping me in his arms. I sighed contentedly, so glad for his return.
Todd’s POV
I brought my lips up close to his ear as he leaned back into me, resting the back of his head on my shoulder, “I missed you.” Even in the dark as I looked down at him, I could see that gorgeous smile of his come across his face, he brought his hands up and put them over top of mine, “Me too. More than you know.”
I was the one smiling now, just what I wanted to hear, “Oh, I think I have some idea.” I kissed the sensitive skin just behind his ear, continuing down his neck, as his hands roamed up my arms. Walking him over towards the bed I continued to attend to his neck, the grip he had on my hands tightening a little bit with anticipation. My growing erection was beginning to press into his thigh and I suspected if my hands travelled downwards Mark would be experiencing something similar.
Hands moving down to his hips, I turned him around to face me, yanking his t-shirt up and over those muscular shoulders of his. He did the same to me and then began unbuckling my belt as he sucked on my collarbone and chest, I let my head fall back and just enjoyed being in his presence once more. His hands were quick and I found my pants around my ankles quicker then anticipated so I stepped out of them and my boxers, yanking down his sweat pants and boxer briefs as well. I took in the sight of all of him, his muscular form looking better than the dreams I had been having. I was so glad for the off season and the chance to come down here and be with him.
Markus’s POV
Seeing him give me the once over made my spine tingle and I felt my cheeks grow hot as I blushed like a teenager who just found out that their crush was into them. I loved the way he looked at me, like he was discovering me for the first time all over again. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me out here?”
The grin on his face widened and he tackled me onto the bed, resuming his kissing down my neck and chest. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his lips on my body. God, those lips. He remembered just what I liked as he continued working his mouth over my torso. I groaned gratefully as his mouth took in one of my nipples, highly sensitized at this point and begging for attention. He let his hand gently stroke my penis as he let his tongue run over the other nipple. I gasped at the sudden sensory explosion and he grinned up at me, pleased that his work was paying off.
I let one of my hands rest on top of his head, fingers intertwining themselves in his soft tresses, longer since our last meeting. He hadn’t shaved today and his bristly chin and cheeks were tickling my stomach as they brushed against it.
Todd’s POV
He was getting harder in my hands but I knew he needed the moisture of my mouth to get fully erect. I edged my way down the mattress slowly, letting my tongue run over the grooves of his abs, so well defined on his athletic body. He squirmed underneath of me, not being able to control himself in his longing to have my mouth on his cock. I was only too eager to comply with his wishes, his being the only one that I wanted for these last 6 years. I flicked my tongue against the head and he reacted immediately, “Oh please Todd…no more teasing today.” He was right, we were past playing games today so I took him into my mouth completely, or as much of him in as I could. His back arched in response to the added heat and moisture around his cock.
I worked my tongue over him for a bit before removing my mouth to lubricate his fingers. His groan was protesting as he looked down at me to see where I had gone. I let a sly smile come across my face as I stared him right in the eyes, holding one of his fingers out in front of me and slowly, very slowly putting it into my open mouth, letting my tongue caress it openly for him to see as I stroked him slowly to match my languid movements. He murmured some incoherent sentences as he watched me and my slow torturing preparation.
I turned around so we were facing opposite ways, giving him easy access to prepare me and for me to keep working on him in the mean time. I felt a finger slip inside me and I moaned loudly, the vibrations of my vocals reverberating along his shaft and causing him to moan in turn. I bobbed my head up and down, relaxing my muscles and allowing him to slip in two more fingers. My mouth slid off his penis, and he moved around behind me, letting the head of his cock just press against me lightly, mocking and teasing me the way I had been teasing before.
Markus’s POV
I pushed into him, slowly at first and then sliding in a bit more forcefully, not being able to hold back any longer. He groaned underneath of me and I wrapped my arms around his stomach, pulling him back into me so his back grazed my chest I thrust into him. I slid out of him slowly, feeling every part of him before thrusting back in. “Oh fuck Markus,” Todd muttered, eyes closed and brow furrowed, his muscles clenching around me. I continued the rhythm, my one hand rubbing his abdomen and the other sliding down to his neglected cock. He groaned even louder as I wrapped my fingers around it, pumping quickly as I continued my slow thrusting. The difference in pace sending shivers up his spine as he leaned into me, willing me to increase the speed.
Feeling his precum leak onto my hand I knew he was close so I picked up the pace of my thrusting until we were on par. Just as I came I squeezed his cock purposefully, causing him to explode all over my hand and bed. We fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and sheets, panting heavily from our exertions. Todd hugged me close, always feeling particularly cuddly after one of our romps. I liked seeing the softer side of him. Most people thought all he knew was brutality, but he was one of the most caring people I knew. He just didn’t reveal this to many people.
Todd’s POV
As I lay there, wrapped around him, in the comfort of his arms, once more all of my forgotten thoughts came flooding back to me. I’d been stressing over where my career was going for the past couple of weeks and for the first time in a long while I was actually afraid. I felt this was as good a time as any to confide in Markus about this. He always knew what to say to me to make me feel better, no matter what the situation. “Mark?”
“Yeah babe?” his voice was quiet, in his half awakened daze.
“I don’t know what’s going to happen next year…but I’ll come visit just like last season, and you’ll come see me. We’ll make it work.” Apprehension was beginning to creep unbidden into my voice.
He ran a consoling hand through my hair, massaging my scalp and relaxing me instantly with his touch, “It’ll work out. Don’t worry love. No matter where you end up I’ll follow you. I’m sure by the time you wake up tomorrow there will be all kinds of messages on your phone from your agent about all the clubs that are dying to have you on their team.”
He was overdoing it but I appreciated it all the same, “Let’s hope so. Speaking of which…” I rolled over to the edge of the bed reaching down into my pants and getting out my cell phone and turning it back on, realizing I hadn’t done that after the flight. The light flashed red, alerting me to a message.
“Oh, there it is now.” I joked, lying back on the bed as I dialled the code for my voice mail. I was greeted by the voice of my agent and I actually stopped breathing for a moment, “Quack, quack, quack Toddie! You’re going to be a duck! I’ve got the deal almost closed! Can’t go wrong getting on board with the newest Stanley cup champions can you? The only thing left is the okay from you big guy, so call me back and we’ll get this done and squared away!” I flipped it shut and lay there in shock, mouth gaping open.
Marcus looked over at me, his face concerned, “It’s not bad news is it?”
“Uh…I…”
“Spit it out Todd!”
“I’m going to be a duck.” I said evenly, unsure of how I felt about it in this moment.
Markus broke into a grin, “Congratulations! That’s great.” He squeezed my shoulder, rolling on top of me and planting a kiss on me which I reacted too slowly still in shock, “Well…I suppose you could have been further away. So it’s not too bad really.”
I nodded, looking over at Markus’s smiling face, “I’m glad you were here with me when I found out.”
He planted another soft kiss on my lips, lingering for a moment longer this time, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
The pic that inspired it all ^.^