Title: Promise; Team: Inter
Title: Promise
Author: marthacalcio
Team of Choice: Inter
Prompt: Beginnings
Pairing: Luis Figo/Dejan Stankovic
Rating: R (ish?)
Sort of a sequel to Lost. (Yes, I've found myself an OTP. I'm so proud.)
They’d been roommates for all of 60 seconds, and already Dejan had lost his shirt. He was standing against the door, because the way Luis was looking at him ruled out even trying to walk. So he stood, waiting.
“Pants,” came the command.
Dejan actually moaned at the word (or maybe the thick, throaty way in which it was said), and his hands flew to respond, undoing his belt and letting his jeans fall to the floor.
Luis watched them drop and grinned approvingly, eyes so full of nasty promise that Dejan had to look away in order to breath.
Author: marthacalcio
Team of Choice: Inter
Prompt: Beginnings
Pairing: Luis Figo/Dejan Stankovic
Rating: R (ish?)
Sort of a sequel to Lost. (Yes, I've found myself an OTP. I'm so proud.)
They’d been roommates for all of 60 seconds, and already Dejan had lost his shirt. He was standing against the door, because the way Luis was looking at him ruled out even trying to walk. So he stood, waiting.
“Pants,” came the command.
Dejan actually moaned at the word (or maybe the thick, throaty way in which it was said), and his hands flew to respond, undoing his belt and letting his jeans fall to the floor.
Luis watched them drop and grinned approvingly, eyes so full of nasty promise that Dejan had to look away in order to breath.