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Everything gets lost in the familiar smell of their soap and the hitched, clasping consonants of Ibi's stranger's tongue. Leo's acting on pure instinct now, fumbling blindly between their bodies and barely managing to get his hand around them both. Pre-come dribbles over his fingers as he strokes, and god it feels good, hot and slippery, making Ibi cry out like he's in pain.
"Uh," Ibi chokes, his eyes squeezing tight, and Leo watches as he drags them open again, watches as they dart over his hair, his face, his cheeks, his lips. "Leo," he says roughly, and Leo can understand him now. "Leo, Leo, Leo, Messi."
"Yeah," Leo says meaninglessly, panting himself now, and maybe later he'll worry that if he wasn't the FIFA World Player Ibi wouldn't let him do this; maybe later he'll feel bad, because that's not supposed to matter.
For now, though, they're both half out of their minds, and all Leo can think about is sucking the side of Ibi's neck into his mouth. He can't help but bite down, and then Ibi's spilling, fast and feverish, all over Leo's hand and his belly and the feel of it makes him follow with a muffled groan.
They're sort of propping each other up against the wall after, and Leo's calves are reminding him in Pep's voice why it's a very bad idea to have sex in mid-season. It's all slightly surreal, so it takes him a minute to remember about Ibi being new to sex and everything, and another minute before he can peel his forehead off his teammate's sticky but comfortable chest.
"Hey," he says, peeking up with a tired grin. "You okay?"
Ibi flinches. He doesn't look at Leo, and he doesn't look up at the ceiling. Leo waits for an answer but Ibi doesn't respond, just edges out stiffly from underneath him and stumbles over to turn the shower back on.
The water is loud and the pressure is high, but Leo can still hear his heart thudding, can still feel this low, shaky feeling like he's done something wrong.
"You okay," he tries again, and it's less of a question this time; it can't afford to be.
"Si," Ibi says finally, but his smile is uncertain. "Si. Gracias. Si."
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Also as a Muslim myself can I just say that you are spot on and this paragraph:
But then Ibi looks up at the ceiling and mutters something in Dutch or in Arabic or whatever, and when he breathes "Si" again his whole body breathes it with him, and Leo hopes to god that that's enough.
Ibi kisses like the sea. That's the only thing Leo can think of to describe it -- the way he'll lap gently against him, and then surge forward, and then pull immediately back. It's sort of frustrating, because Leo is used to his lovers being much more demanding, but it gets better when he puts his hands around Ibi's neck, gets downright dirty when he slides them down down down his curving spine.
was INSANELY hot. It encompasses the entire prompt imo, his reluctance is just-- their conflict is oh-so-good-it-hurts. This was brilliant, anon, brilliant. I love your style, I love this pairing, I love THIS and I think I love YOU, awesome anon!
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first of all, thank you so much for filling this.
smut, even though it's impossibly hot (oh, it really is), loses with those small details like: "Ibi is bare and clean-shaven and it's Leo he's trusting, Leo who gets to do this when no one else has before,"
or: "he's despicably grateful that Ibi only really says about two things in Spanish, and that neither of them is the word "No".
I love the way you write. It makes me feel for them, to the point where reading for a second and take a deep breath. Also, the ending is absolutely heartbreaking, but it fits just perfectly.
Perfect fill, to be honest.
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<333 just incredibly lovely! reccing for sure once I emerge from school-induced lock-down.
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The fic was beautifully done, and I loved the way you portrayed Ibi's conflicted desire so well. Also, that Messi wasn't exactly a saint either, but still cared. It was balanced in all the right ways. Truly, thank you.
(BTW, I'm the OP who prompted "Anatomy of Love" way back then and asked for more description during sex scenes:
http://footballkink.livejournal.com/1050.html?thread=748826#t748826)
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Oh, and small world - I think the (deliciously sexy) fill to your 'anatomy' prompt was also a combined fill for one of mine (Torsten Frings + licking, guh). Anyway, thank you for campaigning for better quality porn in the fandom, ha ha. ;)
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