Scottie and Joff Moment
Title: "Moment #7" Scottie and Joff
By: exigencyexit
Fandom: NHL
Team(s): Philadelphia Flyers, Phoenix Coyotes
Pairing(s): Scottie Upshall/Joffrey Lupul
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All fake. For entertainment purposes only.
Warnings: An attempt at smut. Slight language.
Summary: A moment in the lives of Scottie and Joff.
Credit: Part of the little series tinydancermags and I have. Also, thanks to the pizza place that decided to send out my food 45 minutes later than what they told me. Bastards.
Author's Notes: Obviously takes place when Scottie was still on the Flyers (sigh). ENJOY! *Not edited.
Scottie was starving. He was starving beyond the feeling of actually being hungry and was probably on the verge of passing out. It wasn't entirely his fault. Joff had been looking at the take-out menu for over ten minutes now and couldn't decide on what he wanted.
"Just pick something, would ya, jeez..."
Joff continued to ignore the whining and kept his eyes focused on the menu. When another ten minutes had gone by, and Joff finally agreed on ordering a sandwich - extra pickles - Scottie let out a big sigh of relief. However, things started to take another turn for the worse when forty-five minutes passed and still no food was devlievered.
"How long did they say?"
"Half hour tops. It's been...almost fifty minutes now."
Scottie growled, litterally growled, and slouched further in his seat. "Fucking ridiculous." He looked at Joff, watching him mess around his laptop. But Scottie was still hungry, starving, he needed something. "Come here."
Joff narrowed his eyes and glanced at his friend. "Why?"
"Because. Now come here."
Joff stood, shut the laptop closed, and walked over to Scottie. At his arrival, a pair of hands grabbed him and soon Joff was in Scottie's lap. Lips were pressed against his and hands worked on getting his pants unbuttoned. They moaned, and teased, and touched, and when the food actually arrived twenty minutes later, Scottie wasn't so hungry anymore.
--END
By: exigencyexit
Fandom: NHL
Team(s): Philadelphia Flyers, Phoenix Coyotes
Pairing(s): Scottie Upshall/Joffrey Lupul
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All fake. For entertainment purposes only.
Warnings: An attempt at smut. Slight language.
Summary: A moment in the lives of Scottie and Joff.
Credit: Part of the little series tinydancermags and I have. Also, thanks to the pizza place that decided to send out my food 45 minutes later than what they told me. Bastards.
Author's Notes: Obviously takes place when Scottie was still on the Flyers (sigh). ENJOY! *Not edited.
Scottie was starving. He was starving beyond the feeling of actually being hungry and was probably on the verge of passing out. It wasn't entirely his fault. Joff had been looking at the take-out menu for over ten minutes now and couldn't decide on what he wanted.
"Just pick something, would ya, jeez..."
Joff continued to ignore the whining and kept his eyes focused on the menu. When another ten minutes had gone by, and Joff finally agreed on ordering a sandwich - extra pickles - Scottie let out a big sigh of relief. However, things started to take another turn for the worse when forty-five minutes passed and still no food was devlievered.
"How long did they say?"
"Half hour tops. It's been...almost fifty minutes now."
Scottie growled, litterally growled, and slouched further in his seat. "Fucking ridiculous." He looked at Joff, watching him mess around his laptop. But Scottie was still hungry, starving, he needed something. "Come here."
Joff narrowed his eyes and glanced at his friend. "Why?"
"Because. Now come here."
Joff stood, shut the laptop closed, and walked over to Scottie. At his arrival, a pair of hands grabbed him and soon Joff was in Scottie's lap. Lips were pressed against his and hands worked on getting his pants unbuttoned. They moaned, and teased, and touched, and when the food actually arrived twenty minutes later, Scottie wasn't so hungry anymore.
--END