Key Party!!
Here's the original posting! I'm going to link in all of the pairings which result in a separate post after they're all submitted. Several are over at footballslash at the moment!
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Title: Key Party
Participants: (I can't tell you the pairings yet, 'cos that ruins the fun!) Raul, Guti, Iker Casillas, Gonzalo Higuain, Raul Albiol, Sergio Ramos, Nicklas Bendtner, Aaron Ramsey, David Silva, David Villa, Kaka, Cristiano Ronaldo, Fernando Torres, Esteban Granero, Cesc Fabregas, John Terry, Xabi Alonso, Frank Lampard, Steven Gerrard, and Joe Cole
Rating: This is PG; the rest...who knows!
Disclaimer: Oh God, this is all made up in my twisted little mind!!
Words:
<3 to lunar_art who begged me to write this, but I really didn't take much convicning, and pinktoothbrush8 who posted the request for volunteers. And a special thanks to everyone who agreed, blind, to take a pairing, I listed your user name next to the pairing you got. Swear on San Iker Casillas that it was completely random!!
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The guests arrived early, some on their own, some in predictable pairs, all of them curious about the invitation they'd received from Guti a week ago. "Key Party- bring your keys, leave your inhibitions at home."
Sat in the front hall was a large crystal bowl into which all guests dropped their keys. Everyone's next stop was the bar where a little Dutch courage was certainly in order for what would be occuring.
The usual suspects were in attendance. Raul was always up for whatever Guti wanted to try, and it had half been Sergio's idea. Iker had been talked into it, and wherever Iker went, Iggy was happy to follow. Esteban, unable to ever say no to Guti, was in a corner, talking with Raul Albiol, who was on his third beer.
But Guti had wanted more than the usual Real Madrid boys to be there. He'd called in the Davids from Valencia, and even gone as far as England to recruit some participants.
"JT," Guti said, smiling broadly as he saw the Chelsea captain arrive with less sure Frank Lampard and Joe Cole in tow. He'd called John out of the blue, but it took very little convincing. He'd agreed to bring along some friends.
"Thanks for having us," JT said with a wicked grin. Guti was kinda hoping he pulled the Chelsea skipper's keys from the bowl. He'd heard things about JT's epic cock he wouldn't mind having a first hand look at.
"Thanks for coming. Frank, Joe, can I get you a drink?"
"A beer, thanks," Frank said and Joe, distracted by looking at Cesc Fabregas who'd just arrived with Nicklas Bendtner and Aaron Ramsey.
"Uh," Joe said, "I'm sorry, what was the question?"
Curled up in a corner, looking like long lost lovers were Xabi and Steven. Oh wait, they were.
Guti poured the drinks, and sipped his own glass, counting heads to see that everyone had arrived. He saw Nando head to head with Sergio who was getting awful friendly for someone who was probably going home with someone else. He spotted a scowling Cris and an as always cheerful Kaka over by the pool table.
All present and accounted for.
Guti went to collect the overflowing bowl from the front hall and moved to the middle of the room. "Can I get everyone's attention please?"
The chatter died down, and the crowd of footballers looked to Guti expectantly.
"Firstly, I'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight. When I sent out the invites, I wasn't sure everyone was going to come."
"Guti, you know we all had to see it to beieive it!" Sergio called out and got a laugh.
"Don't lie, Ramos, you know you'd fuck anything that would go home with you!" Villa called across the room, and Sergio flipped him off.
The tension in the room was broken, and everyone seemed to relax.
"Okay, seriously, here's the deal," Guti said. "In here I've got everyone's keys. We're going to pull them out in pairs and you've got to pair up with whomever you get picked with. What you do after that, is up to you, but you know I'm going to want to hear all about it later!"
Everyone laughed.
"So, to be fair, I'm going to let Raul do the selecting, because we can all trust Raul, right?"
There was a general agreement, and Raul got up from his chair. Guti mixed the keys around, in the hopes that no one who arrived together would be leaving together.
"Alright," Raul said, reaching in for the first set. He held the keys aloft for everyone one to see. "Who have we got?"
"Me."
Everyone turned to see Iker get up from the couch, looking uncomfortable. There was a loud murmur from the crowd. He crossed over to where Guti was looking gleeful. "So..."
"You pick...who are you going home with!" Guti was about half a second from clapping his hands in delight. "No peeking!"
Iker closed his eyes and reached into the bowl. He produced a set of keys with an Arsenal key ring. His eyes went immediately to Cesc.
But the young Catalan was shaking his head. Sat next him, eyes like saucers, was Aaron Ramsey. (pinktoothbrush8 )
Nicklas has to elbow him and Aaron got unsteadily to his feet. "Me."
There was a series of cat called and whoops from everyone.
"GO IKER!" yelled Sergio, and Aaron was so red he would have matched his game day kit.
Iker had never met the young Welshman before, but he had to admit, this was not a bad choice. Not at all.
"So..." Iker said uncertainly.
"You can go now or wait if you want to see who everyone else picks."
"We can wait," Aaron blurted out, about ready to die of embarrassment.
"Sure," Iker smiled at the kid who smiled back unsteadily, and went straight back to the bar.
Guti was grinning. "Oh, well then!"
Raul shook his head at his exuberant lover. "Next?"
"Next!"
Raul pulled a set of keys to a Ferrari that he recognized. "Sergio?"
Sergio jumped up, abandoning Nando and joining the pair at the center of attention. "Gimme," he said to Raul and reached into the bowl.
Sergio pulled out a set of keys and Guti groaned.
"Aw, fuck, Ramos, I've already had you!!!" Guti looked genuinely annoyed. (inesdelsol )
Sergio shrugged, "Yeah, but I pulled you, that means I get to be on top, right?"
Raul burst out laughing, and Sergio went back to his seat, beaming.
It so fucking did NOT, Guti thought, but kept it to himself. "Next!"
Raul pulled the keys and held them aloft. "Anyone?"
"Me."
They all turned to see Frank Lampard get up. John smacked his ass. "Get a good 'un!"
Raul offered the bowl to Frank who closed his eyes, praying for someone...
"Me," said a stunned Catalan, and everyone looked at Cesc. (vintagegal16 )
Frank nodded shortly and went back to his seat.
Cesc fretted for a moment. The Chelsea man, quite frankly, scared the crap out of him.
Raul selected again.
"Heck yeah!" David Villa called and walked to the center of the room. "Let's see..." he began to rattle the keys noisily.
"Pick already!" called Silva.
"Alright....these?" Villa held a set aloft.
"Me," said Nicklas, the tall, lanky Dane looking utterly flabergasted at the selection. (totally_loca )
Villa started back. "Wow."
Guti laughed. "Have fun."
"But I..." Villa started to protest, but Guti cut him off.
"Nope, those are the rules. Next!"
Raul knew these keys too. "Iggy?"
The young Argentine looked startled. "Me?"
"Come on!" Guti said and Iggy shuffled over.
Oh, god, Iggy thought...someone good, someone I know...wait, maybe someone I don't know...yeah...someone who will go home and I will never have to see again...
"Me."
Iggy, alarmed, turned to look at Kaka. "Oh...okay..."
Ricky gave him a warm smiled, which Iggy tried to return. (trainmad )
Fuck.
"Hell yeah!" John Terry called as his keys emerged. He strode up and grabbed a set of keys.
For a long moment, no one spoke.
"Anyone?" John asked, swinging the keys on his finger.
"Me."
John swung around to see the downright terrified David Silva staring at him. John smiled. "Alright then."
Silva gave him a weak smile. (4jinx_removing )
"Next!" Guti called.
The next set of keys Raul removed was his own. "Hey!"
Guti grinned. "Go for it, El Capitan!"
Raul selected again.
"Hey!" came a cry from across the room, and Raul turned to see Esteban getting up.
Raul beamed and Guti scowled. Fine, he'd brought Raul in on a three way with him and Esteban before, but never on their own. This was so not turning out the way Guti hoped! (acrayonsmile )
Raul gave him a shrug as if to say, it was your idea, lover.
"Just pick," Guti said.
Raul reached in to the rapidly emptying bowl. "Next?"
"Me," Joe Cole said, having begun to wonder if his keys had gotten in the bowl at all. He approached Raul and reached in.
"Well then," came an amused voice, and in horror, Joe found himself eye to eye with Cristiano Ronaldo. (lovinthelads )(I messed up the assignments, so I'm doing this one!!!)
Joe swallowed hard.
Cris beamed.
Guti was once again gleeful. "Next!"
"Getting down to serious!" Raul said and lifted one of the final sets.
"That be me," Stevie said and reluctantly got up.
"Oh no," Guti said. "You pick this time, Raul, Stevie is going to go straight for Xabi's!"
Stevie shrugged and let Raul pick.
Raul produced keys and Stevie beamed. "Alright then."
Xabi laughed. "It was meant to be, Guti." (eternitybreaks )
Guti sighed and looked around the room. "Who's left then?"
Nando raised his hand and looked around, catching the eye of Raul Albiol. Well, that was alright. They smiled at each other and got up to get their keys. (_runningmascara )
Guti finally did rub his hands together. "Well then! Find your partner and negotiate your terms! I'm looking forward to hearing about the results!"
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Title: Key Party
Participants: (I can't tell you the pairings yet, 'cos that ruins the fun!) Raul, Guti, Iker Casillas, Gonzalo Higuain, Raul Albiol, Sergio Ramos, Nicklas Bendtner, Aaron Ramsey, David Silva, David Villa, Kaka, Cristiano Ronaldo, Fernando Torres, Esteban Granero, Cesc Fabregas, John Terry, Xabi Alonso, Frank Lampard, Steven Gerrard, and Joe Cole
Rating: This is PG; the rest...who knows!
Disclaimer: Oh God, this is all made up in my twisted little mind!!
Words:
<3 to lunar_art who begged me to write this, but I really didn't take much convicning, and pinktoothbrush8 who posted the request for volunteers. And a special thanks to everyone who agreed, blind, to take a pairing, I listed your user name next to the pairing you got. Swear on San Iker Casillas that it was completely random!!
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The guests arrived early, some on their own, some in predictable pairs, all of them curious about the invitation they'd received from Guti a week ago. "Key Party- bring your keys, leave your inhibitions at home."
Sat in the front hall was a large crystal bowl into which all guests dropped their keys. Everyone's next stop was the bar where a little Dutch courage was certainly in order for what would be occuring.
The usual suspects were in attendance. Raul was always up for whatever Guti wanted to try, and it had half been Sergio's idea. Iker had been talked into it, and wherever Iker went, Iggy was happy to follow. Esteban, unable to ever say no to Guti, was in a corner, talking with Raul Albiol, who was on his third beer.
But Guti had wanted more than the usual Real Madrid boys to be there. He'd called in the Davids from Valencia, and even gone as far as England to recruit some participants.
"JT," Guti said, smiling broadly as he saw the Chelsea captain arrive with less sure Frank Lampard and Joe Cole in tow. He'd called John out of the blue, but it took very little convincing. He'd agreed to bring along some friends.
"Thanks for having us," JT said with a wicked grin. Guti was kinda hoping he pulled the Chelsea skipper's keys from the bowl. He'd heard things about JT's epic cock he wouldn't mind having a first hand look at.
"Thanks for coming. Frank, Joe, can I get you a drink?"
"A beer, thanks," Frank said and Joe, distracted by looking at Cesc Fabregas who'd just arrived with Nicklas Bendtner and Aaron Ramsey.
"Uh," Joe said, "I'm sorry, what was the question?"
Curled up in a corner, looking like long lost lovers were Xabi and Steven. Oh wait, they were.
Guti poured the drinks, and sipped his own glass, counting heads to see that everyone had arrived. He saw Nando head to head with Sergio who was getting awful friendly for someone who was probably going home with someone else. He spotted a scowling Cris and an as always cheerful Kaka over by the pool table.
All present and accounted for.
Guti went to collect the overflowing bowl from the front hall and moved to the middle of the room. "Can I get everyone's attention please?"
The chatter died down, and the crowd of footballers looked to Guti expectantly.
"Firstly, I'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight. When I sent out the invites, I wasn't sure everyone was going to come."
"Guti, you know we all had to see it to beieive it!" Sergio called out and got a laugh.
"Don't lie, Ramos, you know you'd fuck anything that would go home with you!" Villa called across the room, and Sergio flipped him off.
The tension in the room was broken, and everyone seemed to relax.
"Okay, seriously, here's the deal," Guti said. "In here I've got everyone's keys. We're going to pull them out in pairs and you've got to pair up with whomever you get picked with. What you do after that, is up to you, but you know I'm going to want to hear all about it later!"
Everyone laughed.
"So, to be fair, I'm going to let Raul do the selecting, because we can all trust Raul, right?"
There was a general agreement, and Raul got up from his chair. Guti mixed the keys around, in the hopes that no one who arrived together would be leaving together.
"Alright," Raul said, reaching in for the first set. He held the keys aloft for everyone one to see. "Who have we got?"
"Me."
Everyone turned to see Iker get up from the couch, looking uncomfortable. There was a loud murmur from the crowd. He crossed over to where Guti was looking gleeful. "So..."
"You pick...who are you going home with!" Guti was about half a second from clapping his hands in delight. "No peeking!"
Iker closed his eyes and reached into the bowl. He produced a set of keys with an Arsenal key ring. His eyes went immediately to Cesc.
But the young Catalan was shaking his head. Sat next him, eyes like saucers, was Aaron Ramsey. (pinktoothbrush8 )
Nicklas has to elbow him and Aaron got unsteadily to his feet. "Me."
There was a series of cat called and whoops from everyone.
"GO IKER!" yelled Sergio, and Aaron was so red he would have matched his game day kit.
Iker had never met the young Welshman before, but he had to admit, this was not a bad choice. Not at all.
"So..." Iker said uncertainly.
"You can go now or wait if you want to see who everyone else picks."
"We can wait," Aaron blurted out, about ready to die of embarrassment.
"Sure," Iker smiled at the kid who smiled back unsteadily, and went straight back to the bar.
Guti was grinning. "Oh, well then!"
Raul shook his head at his exuberant lover. "Next?"
"Next!"
Raul pulled a set of keys to a Ferrari that he recognized. "Sergio?"
Sergio jumped up, abandoning Nando and joining the pair at the center of attention. "Gimme," he said to Raul and reached into the bowl.
Sergio pulled out a set of keys and Guti groaned.
"Aw, fuck, Ramos, I've already had you!!!" Guti looked genuinely annoyed. (inesdelsol )
Sergio shrugged, "Yeah, but I pulled you, that means I get to be on top, right?"
Raul burst out laughing, and Sergio went back to his seat, beaming.
It so fucking did NOT, Guti thought, but kept it to himself. "Next!"
Raul pulled the keys and held them aloft. "Anyone?"
"Me."
They all turned to see Frank Lampard get up. John smacked his ass. "Get a good 'un!"
Raul offered the bowl to Frank who closed his eyes, praying for someone...
"Me," said a stunned Catalan, and everyone looked at Cesc. (vintagegal16 )
Frank nodded shortly and went back to his seat.
Cesc fretted for a moment. The Chelsea man, quite frankly, scared the crap out of him.
Raul selected again.
"Heck yeah!" David Villa called and walked to the center of the room. "Let's see..." he began to rattle the keys noisily.
"Pick already!" called Silva.
"Alright....these?" Villa held a set aloft.
"Me," said Nicklas, the tall, lanky Dane looking utterly flabergasted at the selection. (totally_loca )
Villa started back. "Wow."
Guti laughed. "Have fun."
"But I..." Villa started to protest, but Guti cut him off.
"Nope, those are the rules. Next!"
Raul knew these keys too. "Iggy?"
The young Argentine looked startled. "Me?"
"Come on!" Guti said and Iggy shuffled over.
Oh, god, Iggy thought...someone good, someone I know...wait, maybe someone I don't know...yeah...someone who will go home and I will never have to see again...
"Me."
Iggy, alarmed, turned to look at Kaka. "Oh...okay..."
Ricky gave him a warm smiled, which Iggy tried to return. (trainmad )
Fuck.
"Hell yeah!" John Terry called as his keys emerged. He strode up and grabbed a set of keys.
For a long moment, no one spoke.
"Anyone?" John asked, swinging the keys on his finger.
"Me."
John swung around to see the downright terrified David Silva staring at him. John smiled. "Alright then."
Silva gave him a weak smile. (4jinx_removing )
"Next!" Guti called.
The next set of keys Raul removed was his own. "Hey!"
Guti grinned. "Go for it, El Capitan!"
Raul selected again.
"Hey!" came a cry from across the room, and Raul turned to see Esteban getting up.
Raul beamed and Guti scowled. Fine, he'd brought Raul in on a three way with him and Esteban before, but never on their own. This was so not turning out the way Guti hoped! (acrayonsmile )
Raul gave him a shrug as if to say, it was your idea, lover.
"Just pick," Guti said.
Raul reached in to the rapidly emptying bowl. "Next?"
"Me," Joe Cole said, having begun to wonder if his keys had gotten in the bowl at all. He approached Raul and reached in.
"Well then," came an amused voice, and in horror, Joe found himself eye to eye with Cristiano Ronaldo. (lovinthelads )(I messed up the assignments, so I'm doing this one!!!)
Joe swallowed hard.
Cris beamed.
Guti was once again gleeful. "Next!"
"Getting down to serious!" Raul said and lifted one of the final sets.
"That be me," Stevie said and reluctantly got up.
"Oh no," Guti said. "You pick this time, Raul, Stevie is going to go straight for Xabi's!"
Stevie shrugged and let Raul pick.
Raul produced keys and Stevie beamed. "Alright then."
Xabi laughed. "It was meant to be, Guti." (eternitybreaks )
Guti sighed and looked around the room. "Who's left then?"
Nando raised his hand and looked around, catching the eye of Raul Albiol. Well, that was alright. They smiled at each other and got up to get their keys. (_runningmascara )
Guti finally did rub his hands together. "Well then! Find your partner and negotiate your terms! I'm looking forward to hearing about the results!"