Fringe Benefits [one-shot]
Title: Fringe Benefits
Chapter: 1/1
Pairing: Scottie Upshall/Joffrey Lupul
Rating: NC-17 I can't seem to write anything without smut
Disclaimer: Even though this is based very heavily on this article and contains some bits of true, as far as I know the sex never happened. But, maybe it did. I can only hope.
Summary: Scottie tells Joffrey that he's been trade to Philly.
Notes: Beta'd by wonderful
savvyfan . Thanks for your tireless editing and not complaining about the amount of work I send you. Also, I realize have a Phillies slash fic by the same title, but that was my mistake. It was supposed to be the title for this fic.I need to rename the Phillies story.
I came across this article about these two and nearly died. It was about their friendship and how Scottie was the one who told Joffrey he had been traded to the Flyers. I knew they have been friends since they were kids had no idea it since they were 14. 14! I'm going to be writing lots more with these two. They are begging for it.
Joffrey should have known something was up from that stupid grin. But what the hell could have happened in half an hour that would cause Scottie to smile like that? He half expected to see a girl, or two, or three, walk out the cottage door. The only time Scottie looked that happy was when he was about to get laid.
He grabbed the football out of his trunk, tossed it to Scottie, and waited. Scottie had the strangest look on his face. He dropped the football to the ground and walked over. Shit, now he didn't know what to expect. "What?"
"You got traded," Scottie said, staring.
"What?" Joffrey asked, his heart sinking - again. This would be the second year in a row that he got traded. It wasn’t supposed to happen; Edmonton was his hometown team. And they were trading him after only one year? Last season had been disappointing, but he never expected this. Joffrey thought they’d at least give him one more year to prove himself. The thought of starting over with a new team just depressed him. What he couldn't figure out was why the hell Scottie was still smiling.
"Did you hear me? I said you got traded." Scottie asked, seriously.
"Come on, where to?" Joffrey asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer. What if he got traded to a team where the fans didn't come to the games or a town that didn't care about hockey?
A big grin re-emerged on Scottie's face. "Philly!"
"What?" Joffrey asked, smiling slightly as the reality hit him slowly. They were going to be on the same team - together.
"You're fucking lying," he said, laughing.
"No, Joff. I'm serious. We're going to play together, just like we always wanted to."
"You're not kidding, are you?" Joffrey asked, still in shock. "Man, I need to sit down." He walked over to a small table in the garden. "And I need a beer," he said, grabbing a bottle from the table.
Scottie walked over, pulled out the other chair, and sat down. He poked Joffrey in the ribs with his elbow. "What's a matter, Joff? This is great. We get to play together. Remember how we used to talk about it when we were kids? You'll love Philadelphia. There won't be as much pressure on you. And the guys on the team are great. I know you wanted to play for the Oilers. Hell, we all did when we were kids, but you and me on the same team... that's even better."
Joffrey smiled softly. "Yeah, you're right," he said quietly, letting it all sink in. "It is." Joff’s mind drifted to sex, as it often did when they were together. Now that they were on the same team, he wouldn't have to wait until the off-season to see Scottie. If we want to, we can fuck every night.
"It's going to be great, Joff," Scottie said, slipping his hand onto Joff's knee. "I won't have to wait till the summertime to see you. We'll be able to…"
Joffrey’s face started to burn. Only Scottie could make him blush like that. "Do ever think about anything besides sex?”
"Like you're any different. I bet that’s the first thing you thought about." Scottie said, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. "Just wait; opening night, before the game, I'm going to fuck you in the showers."
"We can't do that, Scottie. What if---"
Scottie slipped his hands around the back of Joff's neck and crushed his mouth with a kiss. "Don't tell me what I can't do, Joff," Scottie whispered in his ear. "I'm going to do it. I'll find a way. Don't I always? Besides the risk makes it so much better."
Joffrey slipped his hands onto Scottie's waist, forcing him closer and grinding against him. "I think you want to get caught." Joff's breath hitched in his throat as he watched Scottie. God, he was so hot; thrusting his hips, licking his lips, and moaning his name. "Fuck," he whispered. "I want you now."
Scottie smirked, kissed his lips softly, and slipped his hand inside Joffrey's shirt. "What're you waiting for?"
"You’re such a slut," Joff said, grabbing his ass and squeezing roughly.
"You love it," Scottie said, twisting Joff's nipples.
Joffrey moaned and thrusted his hips up. "Get the lube," he said, his voice urgent with need. "Now."
Scottie grinned and jumped off his lap. "Look at you, Joff, ordering me around. You better watch yourself."
"Fuck you, Scottie. I can kick your ass anytime."
"Yeah? Wait till next time we play,” Scottie said. “I'm going to hurt you bad."
"Mmm... I can hardly wait." Joffrey said, slipping off his shirt and wondering if that meant Scottie wanted to play one of their "games" tonight. He hoped so.
Scottie grabbed the lube from the glove compartment and jogged back over to Joffrey. He stopped, looked down and licked his lips. “God, you’re so beautiful.”
Joffrey started to blush as he unzipped his jeans. “I bet you say that to all the boys.”
“Fuck, Joff. Don’t you know how hot you are?” Scottie asked as he undressed.
Joffrey looked up and met his eyes. God, he loved when Scottie looked at him like that, his eyes burning with desire for him. “Scottie,” he said softly.
Scottie didn’t say a word as he opened the bottle of lube. He poured a generous amount on Joff’s cock, stroking him slowly and watching the changes on his face as he got harder. “Fuck me, Joffrey.”
Joff grabbed his ass, pulled him down onto his lap, and entered him slowly. He shuddered as Scottie lowered his ass, pulling him in deeper, tightening his muscles around Joff's cock. Fuck, I’m not going to last long. Scottie’s ass felt wonderful, so incredibly hot and tight.
“Harder, Joff. Fuck me harder. Try to hurt me this time.”
Joffrey held his ass tighter, pinching the skin, and pounded into him as hard as he could. Scottie was screaming his name now, his muscles spasming around his cock, Then his tongue was inside Joff's mouth. All of it was too much. His whole world shook as he came hard, emptying his seed into his Scottie.
Scottie collapsed against him a few moments later, his load spraying on Joffrey’s stomach.
Scottie got up first and slipped his pants back on. “Come on, Joff. Let’s get a shower.”
“You want to go first?”
“Hell no, we’re taking one together. And then I’m going to fuck you,” he said, smirking. “We need to practice for opening day.”
Joffrey slipped on his jeans and laughed. “You’re fucking serious, aren’t you?”
]“As serious as I am about us winning the Cup together. We're going to do it.” Scottie answered, taking Joffrey by the hand.
Joffrey smiled at him. Winning the Cup was his dream; it had been since he was a little boy. Like most Canadian hockey players, he wanted to win the Cup before he could talk. But winning it with Scottie was almost too wonderful to imagine. “You’re fucking insane.”
“Yeah, I get that a lot,” he said, stopping and looking at Joffrey seriously. “Hey Joff, you are happy about the trade, right?”
“Are you kidding? You and me playing together, both of us living in Philadelphia?”
“Good,” Scottie said, smiling.
“I know I’m going to love it there,” Joff said, squeezing his best friend's hand. I won’t have to wait so long to see you.
Chapter: 1/1
Pairing: Scottie Upshall/Joffrey Lupul
Rating: NC-17 I can't seem to write anything without smut
Disclaimer: Even though this is based very heavily on this article and contains some bits of true, as far as I know the sex never happened. But, maybe it did. I can only hope.
Summary: Scottie tells Joffrey that he's been trade to Philly.
Notes: Beta'd by wonderful
savvyfan . Thanks for your tireless editing and not complaining about the amount of work I send you. Also, I realize have a Phillies slash fic by the same title, but that was my mistake. It was supposed to be the title for this fic.I need to rename the Phillies story.
I came across this article about these two and nearly died. It was about their friendship and how Scottie was the one who told Joffrey he had been traded to the Flyers. I knew they have been friends since they were kids had no idea it since they were 14. 14! I'm going to be writing lots more with these two. They are begging for it.
Joffrey should have known something was up from that stupid grin. But what the hell could have happened in half an hour that would cause Scottie to smile like that? He half expected to see a girl, or two, or three, walk out the cottage door. The only time Scottie looked that happy was when he was about to get laid.
He grabbed the football out of his trunk, tossed it to Scottie, and waited. Scottie had the strangest look on his face. He dropped the football to the ground and walked over. Shit, now he didn't know what to expect. "What?"
"You got traded," Scottie said, staring.
"What?" Joffrey asked, his heart sinking - again. This would be the second year in a row that he got traded. It wasn’t supposed to happen; Edmonton was his hometown team. And they were trading him after only one year? Last season had been disappointing, but he never expected this. Joffrey thought they’d at least give him one more year to prove himself. The thought of starting over with a new team just depressed him. What he couldn't figure out was why the hell Scottie was still smiling.
"Did you hear me? I said you got traded." Scottie asked, seriously.
"Come on, where to?" Joffrey asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer. What if he got traded to a team where the fans didn't come to the games or a town that didn't care about hockey?
A big grin re-emerged on Scottie's face. "Philly!"
"What?" Joffrey asked, smiling slightly as the reality hit him slowly. They were going to be on the same team - together.
"You're fucking lying," he said, laughing.
"No, Joff. I'm serious. We're going to play together, just like we always wanted to."
"You're not kidding, are you?" Joffrey asked, still in shock. "Man, I need to sit down." He walked over to a small table in the garden. "And I need a beer," he said, grabbing a bottle from the table.
Scottie walked over, pulled out the other chair, and sat down. He poked Joffrey in the ribs with his elbow. "What's a matter, Joff? This is great. We get to play together. Remember how we used to talk about it when we were kids? You'll love Philadelphia. There won't be as much pressure on you. And the guys on the team are great. I know you wanted to play for the Oilers. Hell, we all did when we were kids, but you and me on the same team... that's even better."
Joffrey smiled softly. "Yeah, you're right," he said quietly, letting it all sink in. "It is." Joff’s mind drifted to sex, as it often did when they were together. Now that they were on the same team, he wouldn't have to wait until the off-season to see Scottie. If we want to, we can fuck every night.
"It's going to be great, Joff," Scottie said, slipping his hand onto Joff's knee. "I won't have to wait till the summertime to see you. We'll be able to…"
Joffrey’s face started to burn. Only Scottie could make him blush like that. "Do ever think about anything besides sex?”
"Like you're any different. I bet that’s the first thing you thought about." Scottie said, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. "Just wait; opening night, before the game, I'm going to fuck you in the showers."
"We can't do that, Scottie. What if---"
Scottie slipped his hands around the back of Joff's neck and crushed his mouth with a kiss. "Don't tell me what I can't do, Joff," Scottie whispered in his ear. "I'm going to do it. I'll find a way. Don't I always? Besides the risk makes it so much better."
Joffrey slipped his hands onto Scottie's waist, forcing him closer and grinding against him. "I think you want to get caught." Joff's breath hitched in his throat as he watched Scottie. God, he was so hot; thrusting his hips, licking his lips, and moaning his name. "Fuck," he whispered. "I want you now."
Scottie smirked, kissed his lips softly, and slipped his hand inside Joffrey's shirt. "What're you waiting for?"
"You’re such a slut," Joff said, grabbing his ass and squeezing roughly.
"You love it," Scottie said, twisting Joff's nipples.
Joffrey moaned and thrusted his hips up. "Get the lube," he said, his voice urgent with need. "Now."
Scottie grinned and jumped off his lap. "Look at you, Joff, ordering me around. You better watch yourself."
"Fuck you, Scottie. I can kick your ass anytime."
"Yeah? Wait till next time we play,” Scottie said. “I'm going to hurt you bad."
"Mmm... I can hardly wait." Joffrey said, slipping off his shirt and wondering if that meant Scottie wanted to play one of their "games" tonight. He hoped so.
Scottie grabbed the lube from the glove compartment and jogged back over to Joffrey. He stopped, looked down and licked his lips. “God, you’re so beautiful.”
Joffrey started to blush as he unzipped his jeans. “I bet you say that to all the boys.”
“Fuck, Joff. Don’t you know how hot you are?” Scottie asked as he undressed.
Joffrey looked up and met his eyes. God, he loved when Scottie looked at him like that, his eyes burning with desire for him. “Scottie,” he said softly.
Scottie didn’t say a word as he opened the bottle of lube. He poured a generous amount on Joff’s cock, stroking him slowly and watching the changes on his face as he got harder. “Fuck me, Joffrey.”
Joff grabbed his ass, pulled him down onto his lap, and entered him slowly. He shuddered as Scottie lowered his ass, pulling him in deeper, tightening his muscles around Joff's cock. Fuck, I’m not going to last long. Scottie’s ass felt wonderful, so incredibly hot and tight.
“Harder, Joff. Fuck me harder. Try to hurt me this time.”
Joffrey held his ass tighter, pinching the skin, and pounded into him as hard as he could. Scottie was screaming his name now, his muscles spasming around his cock, Then his tongue was inside Joff's mouth. All of it was too much. His whole world shook as he came hard, emptying his seed into his Scottie.
Scottie collapsed against him a few moments later, his load spraying on Joffrey’s stomach.
Scottie got up first and slipped his pants back on. “Come on, Joff. Let’s get a shower.”
“You want to go first?”
“Hell no, we’re taking one together. And then I’m going to fuck you,” he said, smirking. “We need to practice for opening day.”
Joffrey slipped on his jeans and laughed. “You’re fucking serious, aren’t you?”
]“As serious as I am about us winning the Cup together. We're going to do it.” Scottie answered, taking Joffrey by the hand.
Joffrey smiled at him. Winning the Cup was his dream; it had been since he was a little boy. Like most Canadian hockey players, he wanted to win the Cup before he could talk. But winning it with Scottie was almost too wonderful to imagine. “You’re fucking insane.”
“Yeah, I get that a lot,” he said, stopping and looking at Joffrey seriously. “Hey Joff, you are happy about the trade, right?”
“Are you kidding? You and me playing together, both of us living in Philadelphia?”
“Good,” Scottie said, smiling.
“I know I’m going to love it there,” Joff said, squeezing his best friend's hand. I won’t have to wait so long to see you.