Everlasting Boners
Title: Everlasting Boners
Author: salmiaggi
Paring: Sami Hyypiä/Daniel Agger
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Uhm, fluff. And this is supposed to be funny or something too. ;P
Summary: “Why would I want someone who can get his dick up every fifteen minutes but doesn’t know what to do with it once it’s ready for action?”
Disclaimer: This is (obviously) not true.
Author’s Notes: I wrote this at work. Oh, and my Swedish sucks, so don't kill me. And I am awful at coming up with good titles.
Feedback: keeps me alive and writing.
“You are awfully skinny, you know. You must have lost like five kilos since we last saw each other.” Daniel’s head rests on Sami’s fit, pale stomach and his hands stroke the Finn’s muscular thighs adoringly.
“You’re the one to talk! You look like you stopped eating after I left.” Sami jokes, but gets serious as an alarming thought occurs to him. “I mean… You didn’t, did you?" He looks down at the boy who has indeed lost some weight, as well as some hair, during the summer break.
“Oh, don’t flatter yourself, you little wanker.” Danny replies, slapping the blond sharply. Sami lets out a somewhat horny growl and tugs at the Dane’s short hair, putting a smile upon the younger man’s face. In alarm he notices that the smile is soon placed by a distant, anxious look.
“Maybe you should find yourself someone who’s closer to you. Someone younger, like Nando. Or that tall Dane from your national team. The one who plays for Arsenal, what’s his name?"
“Nick? Bendtner?”
“That’s the one. You should find yourself someone who’s full of energy, someone who can get hard every fifteen minutes or so.” Sami smirks, although he finds none of it funny.
“Why would I want someone who can get his dick up every fifteen minutes but doesn’t know what to do with it once it’s ready for action?” They grin in unison.
“No, I am quite happy with this cock right here,” he takes the member in question in his hand and gives it a squeeze, “even if it isn’t always as excited too see me as I’d like it to be."
“And besides, I’m quite happy with the man it’s attached to, too. I mean, sure, Nando’s pretty and everything, but he can be so boring that sometimes I just want to hit him, hard, with a ball. He goes on and on about his hair for hours if someone doesn’t stop him. And have you seen his hair lately - it’s a disaster!” Sami leans down to steal kiss from the rambling lips.
“Oh, and speaking of disastrous hairstyles, I found a picture of you with curly hair and a mullet.” Danny laughs as Sami groans and brings his hand to his face, covering his eyes. “What was going on there? I mean, you look very… adorable, but what the fuck were you thinking?” Daniel laughs for a good while.
“And Nick? We don’t really have anything in common. We are both Danish, we play footie and like tattoos, but that’s pretty much it, you know. But you… Well, with you I still feel that student-teacher vibe and fuck, it turns me on.” He laughs again and sits up, leaning in for another kiss.
“Besides, I would trade that mouth of yours for nothing, it’s a fucking sucking machine!”
“This mouth right here?” Sami asks as he brings one of his fingers to his lips.
“Ja, that’s the one.” Daniel puts his thumb on Sami’s lower lip, slipping it inside the wet mouth, where it is met by Sami’s eager tongue.
“Can I ask something?” Daniel asks, still panting a little after the mind-blowing blowjob, as Sami licks his lips.
“Ja, naturligt. Du kan fråga som helst du vill.*”
“Mmm, nice pronunciation. Do you fancy the lads at Leverkusen?” Daniel asks, his head once again resting safely on Sami’s stomach.
“What?”
“Well, they are all, unfortunately, relatively good-looking and ridiculously young; they look like the kind of guys who’d have boners all through training every day.”
“Because of their age?” Daniel nods. “Did you have a boner every day at training when you were younger?” Sami asks, amused.
“No. But I would have, if I would’ve had you around.” Sami slaps the Dane gently.
“So, you are saying that none of them have got you interested?”
“Why would I be interested in them? I’ve got all that I need right here, poika**. And besides I would trade that arse of yours for nothing, it’s the tightest, fittest little arse I’ve ever bumped into.” Sami laughs and winks at the young defender.
“And the lads at Leverkusen… They all really are ridiculously young; most of them are so young that I could actually be their father.”
“Yeah, but the age difference just brings in some extra fun, don’t you think? Why do you think I’m putting up with you?” He chuckles and raises his hand to wipe the start of a scowl on Sami’s face away.
“Didn’t you ever have fantasies about getting it on with someone a lot older than you? I always had a thing for my history teacher, you know. God, I used to love the way he stroked my -“
“Daniel, I really don’t need to hear this. There’s more important matters… to be taken care of.”
“I swear I was going to say my history book’s pages - wait, what matters?” Daniel asks with a frown, until the realisation hits.
“You’re hard?”
“As a rock”
* Ja, naturligt. Du kan fråga som helst du vill. = Yes, naturally. You can ask me anything you want. (Swedish, because from what I’ve heard, Danish and Norwegian people understand at least some Swedish, or then my Swedish teacher has been lying to me for years. :P)
* Poika = Boy (Finnish)
Author: salmiaggi
Paring: Sami Hyypiä/Daniel Agger
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Uhm, fluff. And this is supposed to be funny or something too. ;P
Summary: “Why would I want someone who can get his dick up every fifteen minutes but doesn’t know what to do with it once it’s ready for action?”
Disclaimer: This is (obviously) not true.
Author’s Notes: I wrote this at work. Oh, and my Swedish sucks, so don't kill me. And I am awful at coming up with good titles.
Feedback: keeps me alive and writing.
“You are awfully skinny, you know. You must have lost like five kilos since we last saw each other.” Daniel’s head rests on Sami’s fit, pale stomach and his hands stroke the Finn’s muscular thighs adoringly.
“You’re the one to talk! You look like you stopped eating after I left.” Sami jokes, but gets serious as an alarming thought occurs to him. “I mean… You didn’t, did you?" He looks down at the boy who has indeed lost some weight, as well as some hair, during the summer break.
“Oh, don’t flatter yourself, you little wanker.” Danny replies, slapping the blond sharply. Sami lets out a somewhat horny growl and tugs at the Dane’s short hair, putting a smile upon the younger man’s face. In alarm he notices that the smile is soon placed by a distant, anxious look.
“Maybe you should find yourself someone who’s closer to you. Someone younger, like Nando. Or that tall Dane from your national team. The one who plays for Arsenal, what’s his name?"
“Nick? Bendtner?”
“That’s the one. You should find yourself someone who’s full of energy, someone who can get hard every fifteen minutes or so.” Sami smirks, although he finds none of it funny.
“Why would I want someone who can get his dick up every fifteen minutes but doesn’t know what to do with it once it’s ready for action?” They grin in unison.
“No, I am quite happy with this cock right here,” he takes the member in question in his hand and gives it a squeeze, “even if it isn’t always as excited too see me as I’d like it to be."
“And besides, I’m quite happy with the man it’s attached to, too. I mean, sure, Nando’s pretty and everything, but he can be so boring that sometimes I just want to hit him, hard, with a ball. He goes on and on about his hair for hours if someone doesn’t stop him. And have you seen his hair lately - it’s a disaster!” Sami leans down to steal kiss from the rambling lips.
“Oh, and speaking of disastrous hairstyles, I found a picture of you with curly hair and a mullet.” Danny laughs as Sami groans and brings his hand to his face, covering his eyes. “What was going on there? I mean, you look very… adorable, but what the fuck were you thinking?” Daniel laughs for a good while.
“And Nick? We don’t really have anything in common. We are both Danish, we play footie and like tattoos, but that’s pretty much it, you know. But you… Well, with you I still feel that student-teacher vibe and fuck, it turns me on.” He laughs again and sits up, leaning in for another kiss.
“Besides, I would trade that mouth of yours for nothing, it’s a fucking sucking machine!”
“This mouth right here?” Sami asks as he brings one of his fingers to his lips.
“Ja, that’s the one.” Daniel puts his thumb on Sami’s lower lip, slipping it inside the wet mouth, where it is met by Sami’s eager tongue.
“Can I ask something?” Daniel asks, still panting a little after the mind-blowing blowjob, as Sami licks his lips.
“Ja, naturligt. Du kan fråga som helst du vill.*”
“Mmm, nice pronunciation. Do you fancy the lads at Leverkusen?” Daniel asks, his head once again resting safely on Sami’s stomach.
“What?”
“Well, they are all, unfortunately, relatively good-looking and ridiculously young; they look like the kind of guys who’d have boners all through training every day.”
“Because of their age?” Daniel nods. “Did you have a boner every day at training when you were younger?” Sami asks, amused.
“No. But I would have, if I would’ve had you around.” Sami slaps the Dane gently.
“So, you are saying that none of them have got you interested?”
“Why would I be interested in them? I’ve got all that I need right here, poika**. And besides I would trade that arse of yours for nothing, it’s the tightest, fittest little arse I’ve ever bumped into.” Sami laughs and winks at the young defender.
“And the lads at Leverkusen… They all really are ridiculously young; most of them are so young that I could actually be their father.”
“Yeah, but the age difference just brings in some extra fun, don’t you think? Why do you think I’m putting up with you?” He chuckles and raises his hand to wipe the start of a scowl on Sami’s face away.
“Didn’t you ever have fantasies about getting it on with someone a lot older than you? I always had a thing for my history teacher, you know. God, I used to love the way he stroked my -“
“Daniel, I really don’t need to hear this. There’s more important matters… to be taken care of.”
“I swear I was going to say my history book’s pages - wait, what matters?” Daniel asks with a frown, until the realisation hits.
“You’re hard?”
“As a rock”
* Ja, naturligt. Du kan fråga som helst du vill. = Yes, naturally. You can ask me anything you want. (Swedish, because from what I’ve heard, Danish and Norwegian people understand at least some Swedish, or then my Swedish teacher has been lying to me for years. :P)
* Poika = Boy (Finnish)