Ficlet: Body Shots
Title: Body Shots
Pairing: Bojan/Sergio Canales, Bojan/Barcelona players(implied)
Rating: NC-17
Words: 805
Summary: On National Team duty, Bojan makes Sergio's first experience with tequila a memorable one.
Warnings/Disclaimers: PWP. Not true.
A/N: Written for the prompt 'Body Shots' at alldayfootiecp for wh_mermaid, expanded version.
Sergio Canales feels a bit inexperienced because he's never had tequila before.
Bojan balks at him openly. "I've had way too much and I've even had...never mind. I've had a lot of tequila, let's say."
"Wait, you've had what? Drunk tequila sex?" Sergio laughs. They're still in their room and haven't joined the rest of the national team yet.
Bojan looks around the room, bottle of Patron in his grasp, looks everywhere but at Canales.
"I sort of let the whole team drink it off of me when we won the league."
Canales blinks at him and maybe he even blushes a little bit. He's not innocent, plays for Real Madrid, for fuck sake, but he's shocked at Bojan's admission.
"Where? What the hell, Bo?" Sergio gasps, but his cock is instantly hard when he thinks about Bojan, naked, the whole Barcelona squad pawing and licking him like a bunch of hungry animals. Sergio almost comes just thinking about Carles lapping at Bojan's gorgeous stomach.
Bojan shrugs and looks down at his feet. He's said way too much. He really expects Canales to turn away from him, or worse, to tell everyone who will listen.
Instead, Sergio moves forward, closing the distance between them. "Show me how," Canales says. He lays a gentle, but wet kiss on Bojan's mouth and takes the bottle of tequila from him.
Bojan strips off his clothes in seconds, his hard, thick cock slapping against his belly when he pulls off his briefs. Canales put him on the bed, on his back, the touch of his fingers making Bojan quiver.
"Pour it into my belly button and lick me," Bojan pants.
Canales practically growls his appreciation of this idea and does exactly that, pouring a small amount there. His sea colored eyes take in all of Bojan's glory and then he digs his tongue into the other boy's navel and laps at him. Canales sucks the liquor from the hollow of Bojan's belly and the gesture makes Bojan's cock drip and twitch.
Sergio can't help but reach up and lick the dripping head of Bojan's cock, taking all the delicious stickiness into his mouth. Bojan squirms under his touch and fucks back at Sergio's mouth.
"Oh, fuck, Sergio...suck it," Bojan mewls.
But, Canales doesn't want to undo him just yet.
"Turn over," Sergio says and Bojan complies. He turns over on his knees and puts his ass in the air.
Canales has to laugh a little at how eager Bojan is to offer his ass.
"Spread your legs, slut," Sergio purrs. They've never been here before, have just been friends, but, oh, if Sergio had known what a little whore Bojan was, he'd have had him by now.
Canales drizzles the liquor down the lovely small of Bojan's back, letting it flow down the crack of his beautiful, bubbly little ass. Canales licks it all up and down. He sucks on Bojan's balls from behind until Bojan is almost crying. Sergio doesn’t let go, but jams his tongue into Bojan’s pretty pink hole, fucking it in and out. Bojan pleads to be fucked, begs to get off.
"I'm not sure tequila is good lube," Sergio says, sitting up and thoughtfully watching Bojan's slutty, bucking ass.
"Nooo, get lotion, or it's going to burn us both," Bojan says.
Sergio grabs lotion and lubes the both of them, then slides himself into Bojan's tight ass. He plunges inside the hot, snug body and Sergio has to moan just as loud as Bojan always has been.
"Fuck me, it's going to burn us to death anyway," Canales mumbles, his eyes glazing over in pleasure and heat and fire.
Sergio wraps his fingers around Bojan’s dripping cock and strokes him off. He’s more than a little surprised how big and good it is. Maybe, just maybe he’ll let Bojan do him the next time.
“Goddamn, just think of the things we can do to each other,” Sergio grunts, in Bojan’s ear.
“Please, yeah, please,” Bojan begs, for nothing in particular, so Sergio just fucks him harder.
Bojan comes, drenching Sergio’s fingers and the duvet and possibly the pillows. He clenches Sergio so deep inside that he brings Sergio along with him, gasping and filling Bojan full of his hot load.
Sergio pulls Bojan to him, not wanting to let him go just yet. It’s a weird feeling, but he likes it and he wants more of Bojan’s body.
“Are you drunk yet?” Bojan asks, breathless and sticky. He lets Sergio play with his ass some more.
“No, I’m not even close,” Sergio says.
“Good, because I want to taste you next,” Bojan says.
Sergio grabs the bottle of tequila from the bedside table and sprawls out on the bed for Bojan. Bojan smiles at him, takes the bottle and pours the next round.
Pairing: Bojan/Sergio Canales, Bojan/Barcelona players(implied)
Rating: NC-17
Words: 805
Summary: On National Team duty, Bojan makes Sergio's first experience with tequila a memorable one.
Warnings/Disclaimers: PWP. Not true.
A/N: Written for the prompt 'Body Shots' at alldayfootiecp for wh_mermaid, expanded version.
Sergio Canales feels a bit inexperienced because he's never had tequila before.
Bojan balks at him openly. "I've had way too much and I've even had...never mind. I've had a lot of tequila, let's say."
"Wait, you've had what? Drunk tequila sex?" Sergio laughs. They're still in their room and haven't joined the rest of the national team yet.
Bojan looks around the room, bottle of Patron in his grasp, looks everywhere but at Canales.
"I sort of let the whole team drink it off of me when we won the league."
Canales blinks at him and maybe he even blushes a little bit. He's not innocent, plays for Real Madrid, for fuck sake, but he's shocked at Bojan's admission.
"Where? What the hell, Bo?" Sergio gasps, but his cock is instantly hard when he thinks about Bojan, naked, the whole Barcelona squad pawing and licking him like a bunch of hungry animals. Sergio almost comes just thinking about Carles lapping at Bojan's gorgeous stomach.
Bojan shrugs and looks down at his feet. He's said way too much. He really expects Canales to turn away from him, or worse, to tell everyone who will listen.
Instead, Sergio moves forward, closing the distance between them. "Show me how," Canales says. He lays a gentle, but wet kiss on Bojan's mouth and takes the bottle of tequila from him.
Bojan strips off his clothes in seconds, his hard, thick cock slapping against his belly when he pulls off his briefs. Canales put him on the bed, on his back, the touch of his fingers making Bojan quiver.
"Pour it into my belly button and lick me," Bojan pants.
Canales practically growls his appreciation of this idea and does exactly that, pouring a small amount there. His sea colored eyes take in all of Bojan's glory and then he digs his tongue into the other boy's navel and laps at him. Canales sucks the liquor from the hollow of Bojan's belly and the gesture makes Bojan's cock drip and twitch.
Sergio can't help but reach up and lick the dripping head of Bojan's cock, taking all the delicious stickiness into his mouth. Bojan squirms under his touch and fucks back at Sergio's mouth.
"Oh, fuck, Sergio...suck it," Bojan mewls.
But, Canales doesn't want to undo him just yet.
"Turn over," Sergio says and Bojan complies. He turns over on his knees and puts his ass in the air.
Canales has to laugh a little at how eager Bojan is to offer his ass.
"Spread your legs, slut," Sergio purrs. They've never been here before, have just been friends, but, oh, if Sergio had known what a little whore Bojan was, he'd have had him by now.
Canales drizzles the liquor down the lovely small of Bojan's back, letting it flow down the crack of his beautiful, bubbly little ass. Canales licks it all up and down. He sucks on Bojan's balls from behind until Bojan is almost crying. Sergio doesn’t let go, but jams his tongue into Bojan’s pretty pink hole, fucking it in and out. Bojan pleads to be fucked, begs to get off.
"I'm not sure tequila is good lube," Sergio says, sitting up and thoughtfully watching Bojan's slutty, bucking ass.
"Nooo, get lotion, or it's going to burn us both," Bojan says.
Sergio grabs lotion and lubes the both of them, then slides himself into Bojan's tight ass. He plunges inside the hot, snug body and Sergio has to moan just as loud as Bojan always has been.
"Fuck me, it's going to burn us to death anyway," Canales mumbles, his eyes glazing over in pleasure and heat and fire.
Sergio wraps his fingers around Bojan’s dripping cock and strokes him off. He’s more than a little surprised how big and good it is. Maybe, just maybe he’ll let Bojan do him the next time.
“Goddamn, just think of the things we can do to each other,” Sergio grunts, in Bojan’s ear.
“Please, yeah, please,” Bojan begs, for nothing in particular, so Sergio just fucks him harder.
Bojan comes, drenching Sergio’s fingers and the duvet and possibly the pillows. He clenches Sergio so deep inside that he brings Sergio along with him, gasping and filling Bojan full of his hot load.
Sergio pulls Bojan to him, not wanting to let him go just yet. It’s a weird feeling, but he likes it and he wants more of Bojan’s body.
“Are you drunk yet?” Bojan asks, breathless and sticky. He lets Sergio play with his ass some more.
“No, I’m not even close,” Sergio says.
“Good, because I want to taste you next,” Bojan says.
Sergio grabs the bottle of tequila from the bedside table and sprawls out on the bed for Bojan. Bojan smiles at him, takes the bottle and pours the next round.