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Title: “Ebony and Ivory”
Language: English. Not beta-readed
Rating: NC-17 I guess. Maybe one less
Word count: 2.411
Pairing: Rio Ferdinand/Edwin van der Sar
Disclaimer: Really not true.
Summary: Even strong men get a bit crazy when the earth quakes...
Author notes: English is not my mothers tongue, so please be patient with me ;).
EBONY AND IVORY
„You seem to have ants in your pants tonight“, Rio chided Edwin with whom he shared the hotel room here in Tokyo. He has turned probably nine times until now and was always making a sound when he pulled the blanket near him.
Since they had to lie in a doublesized bed, he had been started up from his sleep again and again. So there was no chance to fall asleep in his case, too. And of course he couldn’t fall asleep his feet looking out of the bed when he laid on his back - his favorite way to sleep.
„I don’t fit in here“, Edwin complained in this moment and sat up. „My feet are somewhere in the air but not in the bed where they should be, and my head’s bumping against the wall. I can’t sleep so.“ He draw up his knees and rested his ellbows on them. „Can you? You’re awake, too.“
Rio had to keep his temper not to break out in laughter. „Yeah, guy.“ He was also still awake. How come...?
„Can’t you sleep, too?“ Ed thought about switching on the small lamp beside his bed, that they could better talk. But then he maybe would never fall asleep this night.
„No. You’ve reawoken me again and again with that turning around stuff. You’re not a flyweight thats not noticed on a conjointed mattress.“
„Oh. This wasn’t in my intention. Sorry.“ Ed turned his head and glanced towards him. Rio‘s face was bright and enlighted, in case of the moonlight coming through the window and the blinking lights down in the streets. He looked as tired as he himself felt. „And what shall we do now?“
Rio snorted. „No idea!! Since we’re both too long for that shitty bed, there’s just one thing...“
„To move the arm chairs over here and put the feet on them?“
„Okay, then we have two possibilities. This would be one of them.“
„And what would be the other one?“ Edwin stretched his hand out of the bed and searched for the bottle which he had taken with him from dinner, to have something to drink in the night. He opened it and took a gulp of water, then he handed it over to Rio’s who didn’t hesitate to take it thankfully. It was quite warm in the room, the window couldn’t be closed totally, it was stuck somewhere. They’ve just noticed it before hitting the hay.... before going to bed... and they couldn’t make a complaint before next morning.
„Well...“ It popped as Rio took off his lips from the bottleneck. „We’re going to sleep on the floor. We can’t hang over there.“
„You’re not serious, are you?“ Ed capsuled the bottle.
Rio shrugged his shoulders. „Why not? There we don’t also get awake when the other is turning himself around. And I guess this will happen many times tonight, with this kind of air in here.“
„Mhm.“ The other nodded. He grabbed his blanket and sheets and his pillow and threw it down on the floor. „Whereto?“
„What whereto?“ Ferdinand hesitated. „You wanna lie beside me? Tentcamp-mooded?“
„Yeah, once, at band camp...“ Ed chuckled.
„Hell, you’re one of the American Pie freaks?“ Rio shook his head and raised. He pulled his suitcase out of the way with his foot and came around the bed.
„So that’s from American Pie?“ Ed looked as innocent as a lamb and pointed at Rio‘s sheets and pillow. „What’s that? Band camp?“
The Englishman grinned widely. „Looks like, well? Both I mean. Band camp and from American Pie.“ He heaped up his pillow and laid down. „Whoah, that floor is hard. Welcome stiffness.“
„Something that’s not very familiar to you, isn’t it?“ Ed kneeled and positioned his pillow in a very accurate way. „We’ve got to get up soon, anyway.“
„How late is it?“
„Half past midnight.“
Rio snorted again. „Then lay down and shut up.“
„Hey, relax and take it easy. No hurries. I don’t wonder anymore that you can’t fall asleep with that tension.“
„Somewhen I’m going to shot a ball in your balls, van der Sar. You’re talking a bullshit!“
„I probably copied from you. Sharing a room for one year has printed footsteps in me.“
Rio kicked against his shinbone. „Schmuck.“
„You’re a schmuck, too.“ Ed wanted to kick back, but failed Rio’s leg and kicked against the wall. It crashed and he screw his face up. Rio bursted out in laughter, that he didn’t seem to be able to calm down again, but buckled.
Because of Rio’s laughter and Edwin’s swearing - he was rubbing his thumping toe - the two men didn’t hear the deep grumble which seemed to come out of nowhere, and didn’t see the flickering lights on the streets. They didn’t even notice the clinking of the classes on the table. Suddenly the room began to jiggle. Totally surprised about these unexpected vibrations, their heads hoicked and they slided next to each other.
„It’s an earthquake“, Edwin said breathlessly. His voice has fallen in the so-said basement and his long fingers clawed in Rio’s thigh until he yelped.
„What is no reason to kill my leg, isn’t it?“ But he didn’t do anything for taking the hand away, on the contrary he nearly crawled on his lap as the grumble didn’t seem to stop.
It lasted some seconds until it calmed down and the lights stopped flickering. Everything in the room was in calmness again.
Rio’s heart still thumped; he hadn’t expected such an event in the middle of the night. For a moment he holded on breathing.
„Is it over?“ he asked quietly. Ed looked at him.
„I hope so. It was...“
„Weird. Creepy.“
„At least it was. I thought the earthquake was somewhen in the morning?“
„Then this earthquake hadn’t got a clue.“
„You mean...“ The big dutchman started to giggle. „You mean it didn’t have a look at his watch and was late? Does it have to go in detention?“
Rio grunted first, then he started also to laugh, bumping the other with his ellbow. „You’re quite crazy, dude.“ He pulled the blanket over his head and clonked him with the pillow. Ed defended against Rio and they romped around the floor soon. Since they were lying between bed and wall, they hadn’t that much space for this because they alternately edged somewhere.
It ended as they both laid breathlessly next to each other, sorting out their legs and arms and sheets. They earwigged the noises coming from the corridor, where some mates were chatting about what had happened and thought about what to do now.
They heard Wayne calling for the coach.
Ronnie moaned that had been rudely awakened.
Ryan who tried to calm them down with a sleepy voice.
And Edwin, who giggled again.
„Shut up!“ Rio whispered, but chuckled, too.
„Shut up yourself!“
Somebody bumped against the door.
„Do you wanna have this circus in here?“, the goalie asked quietly.
„Nope. Let’s stay quiet and not answer.“
He agreed, exactly knowing what would happen if they opened the door now: half of the team would sit and hang around here half of the night.
„It’s getting more quiet outside“, Edwin said after two or three doors had ben closed.
„Yeah.“ Rio’s head was that much near to him that he could feel him nodding. He gulped.
„What’s up?“
„Nothing.“ With the tip of the tongue, Edwin licked over his dry lips. He would have liked to get another gulp of water, but the bottle was at Rio’s side and he didn’t want to grab over him now.
Or should he?
He was really thirsty.
Unconditionally he reached his arm - really wanting some water now - and tried to find the bottle.
Where did he put it? He searched fumbling for it. Maybe he forgot it on the bed? Didn’t put it on the floor?
„What the hell are you doing, dude?“ Rio’s voice came out of the nowhere under Edwin. „Hey, you‘re gonna asphyxiate me!“ He jogged him off.
„I wanted to have my bottle.“
„Are you a baby?“
„Yeah. If I can’t suck at something before sleeping, I get unpleasant.“ He struggled one of his legs off of the sheets. „Jesus, Rio. You’re a furnace.“
„Me? That’s you who is scorching hot.“ He also pushed his sheets away and searched now for the bottle on his own. „Here, you’re sucking bottle.“
„Stupid sod.“ Ed turned up halfways, protecting his shirt from the water which maybe could run down. He didn’t want to change clothes in the middle of the night.
„Do you think that it will be quiet now?“ Rio wondered, as Ed has laid down again.
„Quiet in me or in Japan?“ he hit back.
„In both of you.“ Ferdinand bended his left leg. „I’d rather be at home.“
„Me too.“ Ed bended his right arm and pulled it under his head. „It’s not that oppressive there. And there are no earthquakes. And you’re not lying beside me keeping me awake.“
„You can’t stop cruising for a bruising, can you? You didn’t just get enough?“ Rio glanced at him.
„Maybe we need to make ourselves tired before we fall asleep successfully.“ Ed‘s gander didn’t rank behind his own, since he could see in the twilight. He screwed up his eyes.
„What are you thinking about? Fifty pressups?“
„You can’t manage fifty pressups. Your’re already having a breakdown when you at least hear the word pressup.“
„Now you’re extravagating!“ Rio lunged at Edwin and since nothing has happend to their space situation, they soon edged everywhere. Adding the sheets around their legs they suddenly got stuck to each other. Gasping, Ed laid over him and covered with his voluminous Rio’s body, which maybe was nearly as tall as his but thinner. Their faces just parted for centimeters, their noses nearly touched.
Rio laid in the shadow of the low futon bed, while Edwin fully was in a ray of light.
Like ebony the one and ivory the other.
At the end it was only a question of seconds until they accepted their mutual affinity and allowed their lips to reach, their tongues to meet and their mouths to explore.
Their kisses were male, rough, demanding and without mercy.
Kisses which were just about sex.
Soggy kisses, acommodated to the heat.
An own, very private and small earthquake, only for them. Nobody else would get a clue out of it.
Without letting loose each other, they got rid off the sheets and blankets, intertwined their legs, rolled over. Although they were sweating like hell, they lolled against their bodies and heated up themselves on and on.
Who finally had started to undress the other until they laid naked on the floor, kissing and caressing, could afterwards neither say Edwin nor Rio.
In fact, it had happened and now they were about to do things which had never come into their minds before.
Searching fingers, grasping hands.
Mixed with the staccato-like gasps of two men which nearly got lost in their passion.
„Do you have....“
„Of course I do... There...“ Ed pointed to his toiletry kit. „And don’t mess it up while searching.“
As a revenge for this saying, Rio lowered his head and bit him into the brest until he screamed, then he creeped over to search. „Why the hell are you taking johnnys with you?“
„Don’t ask so stupid, hurry up!“ Ed scrambled.
„I thought you were Mister most faithfully guy on earth?“ With a wide grin Rio rummaged in Ed’s black kit until he had found what he was looking for, and could get back to him. It made a rasping voice as he opened the small sachet.
„I’m maybe Mister most...“ Ed clicked his tongue.
„But not faithfully or what?“ Rio still grinned. „And if you’re Mister most I need to find out first.“
„You could have found out longly if you didn’t play with it that much.“ He stretchted his hand, pulled him over and took care for everything with his skillful, long fingers.
It was not a long time later when he rolled over the other man a second time and laid over him. Rio gasped. He was really too heavy for him, especially in this position. His groin hauled, he sweated and felt being in an inferior position.
Forcefully Ed pushed into him and they both screamed. So for shock so for pain. And of course for lust.
„It wasn’t like this in my imagination“, Rio groaned deeply, as he felt pushed first slowly and then faster and faster on the crude floor. His hands crawled in Ed’s butt and in this way he held him close to himself.
„Well, no?“ A small rivulet of sweat ran down the temple of the man lying above. „But what’s if it’s that what it was in my imagination?“
„Is it?“ He opened his mouth for better breathing while he pressed himself nearer and nearer to Ed, keeping him deep in his body. It didn’t matter to them if somebody could hear their repressed groans and screams.
If somebody could hear that somebody was carrying on with somebody else.
„Too many questions“, Ed backed against Rio’s shoulders and pressed him on the floor. They glanced at each other, threw themselves as long in the heat of the moment as there was no holding on anymore and they even crossed the last line.
Two totally welltrained men, muscly legs, long arms, broad backs. A shiny film of sweat covered their bodies. Their fingers intertwined until the knuckles turned into white. It didn’t interrupt them that their knees edged everywhere, and when Rio was nearly sitting at the wall, Edwin just pushed harder.
When they ended up sticky everywhere, with swallowed legs, arms and bodies, it got clear to them that somebody must have heard them. They had been too noisy and loud as this could be avoided. And they knew, that these japanese rooms were badly soundproofed.
Ed slided slowly out of Rio and turned on his back. He needed to get some air in his lungs.
Rio caressed his breast lost in thoughts. He turned his head in Ed’s direction, who laughed a rugh laughter, coming out from the dept of his throat.
He pushed him in his side before crawling over to him and covering them with the blankets.
„Two earthquakes in one night. If that doesn’t help to fall asleep then nothing helps.“
Language: English. Not beta-readed
Rating: NC-17 I guess. Maybe one less
Word count: 2.411
Pairing: Rio Ferdinand/Edwin van der Sar
Disclaimer: Really not true.
Summary: Even strong men get a bit crazy when the earth quakes...
Author notes: English is not my mothers tongue, so please be patient with me ;).
EBONY AND IVORY
„You seem to have ants in your pants tonight“, Rio chided Edwin with whom he shared the hotel room here in Tokyo. He has turned probably nine times until now and was always making a sound when he pulled the blanket near him.
Since they had to lie in a doublesized bed, he had been started up from his sleep again and again. So there was no chance to fall asleep in his case, too. And of course he couldn’t fall asleep his feet looking out of the bed when he laid on his back - his favorite way to sleep.
„I don’t fit in here“, Edwin complained in this moment and sat up. „My feet are somewhere in the air but not in the bed where they should be, and my head’s bumping against the wall. I can’t sleep so.“ He draw up his knees and rested his ellbows on them. „Can you? You’re awake, too.“
Rio had to keep his temper not to break out in laughter. „Yeah, guy.“ He was also still awake. How come...?
„Can’t you sleep, too?“ Ed thought about switching on the small lamp beside his bed, that they could better talk. But then he maybe would never fall asleep this night.
„No. You’ve reawoken me again and again with that turning around stuff. You’re not a flyweight thats not noticed on a conjointed mattress.“
„Oh. This wasn’t in my intention. Sorry.“ Ed turned his head and glanced towards him. Rio‘s face was bright and enlighted, in case of the moonlight coming through the window and the blinking lights down in the streets. He looked as tired as he himself felt. „And what shall we do now?“
Rio snorted. „No idea!! Since we’re both too long for that shitty bed, there’s just one thing...“
„To move the arm chairs over here and put the feet on them?“
„Okay, then we have two possibilities. This would be one of them.“
„And what would be the other one?“ Edwin stretched his hand out of the bed and searched for the bottle which he had taken with him from dinner, to have something to drink in the night. He opened it and took a gulp of water, then he handed it over to Rio’s who didn’t hesitate to take it thankfully. It was quite warm in the room, the window couldn’t be closed totally, it was stuck somewhere. They’ve just noticed it before hitting the hay.... before going to bed... and they couldn’t make a complaint before next morning.
„Well...“ It popped as Rio took off his lips from the bottleneck. „We’re going to sleep on the floor. We can’t hang over there.“
„You’re not serious, are you?“ Ed capsuled the bottle.
Rio shrugged his shoulders. „Why not? There we don’t also get awake when the other is turning himself around. And I guess this will happen many times tonight, with this kind of air in here.“
„Mhm.“ The other nodded. He grabbed his blanket and sheets and his pillow and threw it down on the floor. „Whereto?“
„What whereto?“ Ferdinand hesitated. „You wanna lie beside me? Tentcamp-mooded?“
„Yeah, once, at band camp...“ Ed chuckled.
„Hell, you’re one of the American Pie freaks?“ Rio shook his head and raised. He pulled his suitcase out of the way with his foot and came around the bed.
„So that’s from American Pie?“ Ed looked as innocent as a lamb and pointed at Rio‘s sheets and pillow. „What’s that? Band camp?“
The Englishman grinned widely. „Looks like, well? Both I mean. Band camp and from American Pie.“ He heaped up his pillow and laid down. „Whoah, that floor is hard. Welcome stiffness.“
„Something that’s not very familiar to you, isn’t it?“ Ed kneeled and positioned his pillow in a very accurate way. „We’ve got to get up soon, anyway.“
„How late is it?“
„Half past midnight.“
Rio snorted again. „Then lay down and shut up.“
„Hey, relax and take it easy. No hurries. I don’t wonder anymore that you can’t fall asleep with that tension.“
„Somewhen I’m going to shot a ball in your balls, van der Sar. You’re talking a bullshit!“
„I probably copied from you. Sharing a room for one year has printed footsteps in me.“
Rio kicked against his shinbone. „Schmuck.“
„You’re a schmuck, too.“ Ed wanted to kick back, but failed Rio’s leg and kicked against the wall. It crashed and he screw his face up. Rio bursted out in laughter, that he didn’t seem to be able to calm down again, but buckled.
Because of Rio’s laughter and Edwin’s swearing - he was rubbing his thumping toe - the two men didn’t hear the deep grumble which seemed to come out of nowhere, and didn’t see the flickering lights on the streets. They didn’t even notice the clinking of the classes on the table. Suddenly the room began to jiggle. Totally surprised about these unexpected vibrations, their heads hoicked and they slided next to each other.
„It’s an earthquake“, Edwin said breathlessly. His voice has fallen in the so-said basement and his long fingers clawed in Rio’s thigh until he yelped.
„What is no reason to kill my leg, isn’t it?“ But he didn’t do anything for taking the hand away, on the contrary he nearly crawled on his lap as the grumble didn’t seem to stop.
It lasted some seconds until it calmed down and the lights stopped flickering. Everything in the room was in calmness again.
Rio’s heart still thumped; he hadn’t expected such an event in the middle of the night. For a moment he holded on breathing.
„Is it over?“ he asked quietly. Ed looked at him.
„I hope so. It was...“
„Weird. Creepy.“
„At least it was. I thought the earthquake was somewhen in the morning?“
„Then this earthquake hadn’t got a clue.“
„You mean...“ The big dutchman started to giggle. „You mean it didn’t have a look at his watch and was late? Does it have to go in detention?“
Rio grunted first, then he started also to laugh, bumping the other with his ellbow. „You’re quite crazy, dude.“ He pulled the blanket over his head and clonked him with the pillow. Ed defended against Rio and they romped around the floor soon. Since they were lying between bed and wall, they hadn’t that much space for this because they alternately edged somewhere.
It ended as they both laid breathlessly next to each other, sorting out their legs and arms and sheets. They earwigged the noises coming from the corridor, where some mates were chatting about what had happened and thought about what to do now.
They heard Wayne calling for the coach.
Ronnie moaned that had been rudely awakened.
Ryan who tried to calm them down with a sleepy voice.
And Edwin, who giggled again.
„Shut up!“ Rio whispered, but chuckled, too.
„Shut up yourself!“
Somebody bumped against the door.
„Do you wanna have this circus in here?“, the goalie asked quietly.
„Nope. Let’s stay quiet and not answer.“
He agreed, exactly knowing what would happen if they opened the door now: half of the team would sit and hang around here half of the night.
„It’s getting more quiet outside“, Edwin said after two or three doors had ben closed.
„Yeah.“ Rio’s head was that much near to him that he could feel him nodding. He gulped.
„What’s up?“
„Nothing.“ With the tip of the tongue, Edwin licked over his dry lips. He would have liked to get another gulp of water, but the bottle was at Rio’s side and he didn’t want to grab over him now.
Or should he?
He was really thirsty.
Unconditionally he reached his arm - really wanting some water now - and tried to find the bottle.
Where did he put it? He searched fumbling for it. Maybe he forgot it on the bed? Didn’t put it on the floor?
„What the hell are you doing, dude?“ Rio’s voice came out of the nowhere under Edwin. „Hey, you‘re gonna asphyxiate me!“ He jogged him off.
„I wanted to have my bottle.“
„Are you a baby?“
„Yeah. If I can’t suck at something before sleeping, I get unpleasant.“ He struggled one of his legs off of the sheets. „Jesus, Rio. You’re a furnace.“
„Me? That’s you who is scorching hot.“ He also pushed his sheets away and searched now for the bottle on his own. „Here, you’re sucking bottle.“
„Stupid sod.“ Ed turned up halfways, protecting his shirt from the water which maybe could run down. He didn’t want to change clothes in the middle of the night.
„Do you think that it will be quiet now?“ Rio wondered, as Ed has laid down again.
„Quiet in me or in Japan?“ he hit back.
„In both of you.“ Ferdinand bended his left leg. „I’d rather be at home.“
„Me too.“ Ed bended his right arm and pulled it under his head. „It’s not that oppressive there. And there are no earthquakes. And you’re not lying beside me keeping me awake.“
„You can’t stop cruising for a bruising, can you? You didn’t just get enough?“ Rio glanced at him.
„Maybe we need to make ourselves tired before we fall asleep successfully.“ Ed‘s gander didn’t rank behind his own, since he could see in the twilight. He screwed up his eyes.
„What are you thinking about? Fifty pressups?“
„You can’t manage fifty pressups. Your’re already having a breakdown when you at least hear the word pressup.“
„Now you’re extravagating!“ Rio lunged at Edwin and since nothing has happend to their space situation, they soon edged everywhere. Adding the sheets around their legs they suddenly got stuck to each other. Gasping, Ed laid over him and covered with his voluminous Rio’s body, which maybe was nearly as tall as his but thinner. Their faces just parted for centimeters, their noses nearly touched.
Rio laid in the shadow of the low futon bed, while Edwin fully was in a ray of light.
Like ebony the one and ivory the other.
At the end it was only a question of seconds until they accepted their mutual affinity and allowed their lips to reach, their tongues to meet and their mouths to explore.
Their kisses were male, rough, demanding and without mercy.
Kisses which were just about sex.
Soggy kisses, acommodated to the heat.
An own, very private and small earthquake, only for them. Nobody else would get a clue out of it.
Without letting loose each other, they got rid off the sheets and blankets, intertwined their legs, rolled over. Although they were sweating like hell, they lolled against their bodies and heated up themselves on and on.
Who finally had started to undress the other until they laid naked on the floor, kissing and caressing, could afterwards neither say Edwin nor Rio.
In fact, it had happened and now they were about to do things which had never come into their minds before.
Searching fingers, grasping hands.
Mixed with the staccato-like gasps of two men which nearly got lost in their passion.
„Do you have....“
„Of course I do... There...“ Ed pointed to his toiletry kit. „And don’t mess it up while searching.“
As a revenge for this saying, Rio lowered his head and bit him into the brest until he screamed, then he creeped over to search. „Why the hell are you taking johnnys with you?“
„Don’t ask so stupid, hurry up!“ Ed scrambled.
„I thought you were Mister most faithfully guy on earth?“ With a wide grin Rio rummaged in Ed’s black kit until he had found what he was looking for, and could get back to him. It made a rasping voice as he opened the small sachet.
„I’m maybe Mister most...“ Ed clicked his tongue.
„But not faithfully or what?“ Rio still grinned. „And if you’re Mister most I need to find out first.“
„You could have found out longly if you didn’t play with it that much.“ He stretchted his hand, pulled him over and took care for everything with his skillful, long fingers.
It was not a long time later when he rolled over the other man a second time and laid over him. Rio gasped. He was really too heavy for him, especially in this position. His groin hauled, he sweated and felt being in an inferior position.
Forcefully Ed pushed into him and they both screamed. So for shock so for pain. And of course for lust.
„It wasn’t like this in my imagination“, Rio groaned deeply, as he felt pushed first slowly and then faster and faster on the crude floor. His hands crawled in Ed’s butt and in this way he held him close to himself.
„Well, no?“ A small rivulet of sweat ran down the temple of the man lying above. „But what’s if it’s that what it was in my imagination?“
„Is it?“ He opened his mouth for better breathing while he pressed himself nearer and nearer to Ed, keeping him deep in his body. It didn’t matter to them if somebody could hear their repressed groans and screams.
If somebody could hear that somebody was carrying on with somebody else.
„Too many questions“, Ed backed against Rio’s shoulders and pressed him on the floor. They glanced at each other, threw themselves as long in the heat of the moment as there was no holding on anymore and they even crossed the last line.
Two totally welltrained men, muscly legs, long arms, broad backs. A shiny film of sweat covered their bodies. Their fingers intertwined until the knuckles turned into white. It didn’t interrupt them that their knees edged everywhere, and when Rio was nearly sitting at the wall, Edwin just pushed harder.
When they ended up sticky everywhere, with swallowed legs, arms and bodies, it got clear to them that somebody must have heard them. They had been too noisy and loud as this could be avoided. And they knew, that these japanese rooms were badly soundproofed.
Ed slided slowly out of Rio and turned on his back. He needed to get some air in his lungs.
Rio caressed his breast lost in thoughts. He turned his head in Ed’s direction, who laughed a rugh laughter, coming out from the dept of his throat.
He pushed him in his side before crawling over to him and covering them with the blankets.
„Two earthquakes in one night. If that doesn’t help to fall asleep then nothing helps.“