Ice and Fire - "Hit the showers, boys"
Title: Ice and Fire - "Hit the showers, boys"
Author: Forbiddenromanc
Rating: PG-13 /R [male/male sexual situations] It's probably closer to PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own or know either of them. This is all in my head. :)
Pairing: David Wright/Jose Reyes
Warnings: None that I know of...
Previous Chapter: http://community.livejournal.com/sports_slash/100684.html#cutid1
A/N: Just like the previous "chapter" - For the sake of the story and my sanity Jose Reyes’s girlfriend and their daughters do not exist in this fic. While I'm sure they're lovely, it's too complicated to write them in, so...I wrote them out.
The score was 12-2 in favor of the Phillies. El Duque pitched horribly giving up eight of the runs. The bullpen clearly had not been any better. It was the 6th inning and the bases were loaded for the Phillies for the fourth time so far. Aaron Sele was a pitch away from walking in a run. That would be the best case scenario. Not that it mattered much if he gave up a grand slam.
“Jose, David! Hit the showers, I’m taking you out if the game.” Willie yelled. Because of injuries they weren’t playing their best players to begin with but Jose and David were by far the best players they had currently. The second string player would probably finish out the game.
David exited the dugout heading into the clubhouse Jose following a few minutes later. David stood in front of his locker undoing his belt and hanging it on one of the hooks. Jose walked behind him wrapping his arms around David’s waist. He rested his head on David’s shoulder placing tentative feathery soft kisses all along his neck and chin. His agile hands undid the button and fly. David leaned into Jose’s comfortable body and lifted his chin exposing more of his neck inviting more soft kisses.
“Someone could walk in,” David reminded.
“So?” Jose mumbled in between kisses not able to care about anything other then David’s skin beneath his lips. He worried David’s skin not so gently, lapping the irritated area with his tongue.
“Just sayin’,” David said conversationally trying desperately to be quiet. Jose may not have cared but David didn’t exactly want one of their teammates walking in to see him wrapped in Jose’s arms.
“Davey?” Jose called. He started rubbing circles on David’s stomach. David moaned loudly.
“Yeah?” David said breathily.
“Don’t think so much,” Jose said, working kisses up to David’s mouth. Jose’s free hand slid into David’s open pants, palming his arousal. David gasped. He twisted to rest his head in the crook of Jose’s neck. David sucked at the skin of Jose’s shoulder while Jose’s talented hand worked it’s magic. Jose‘s calluses rubbed in all the right places. David was close.
“Showers,” David gasped. Jose either didn’t hear him or didn’t care. His hand never stopped it’s sinfully good movement. David whimpered. He was far too close to his release. David used all the will power he had to pull Jose’s hand away from his body. David lifted his head for Jose’s neck. Jose’s eyes were hazy with longing. If his eyes didn’t give him away then his body did. Jose was pressed as close as he could be to David, leaving nothing to the imagination. He planted a light kiss by the collar of David’s jersey.
David turned to face Jose in his embrace. Jose fidgeted never being able to stay still for long. David smiled. Sometimes he could swear Jose had ADD.
“What are you smiling at?” Jose questioned, tilting his head inquisitively. He pressed his lips to David’s shoulder. His rubbed his thumb along the exposed skin of David’s arm.
David shook his head. “Nothing, just you,” he said bashfully. He was never really sure what their relationship was. Jose was and is his best friend, but were they more or was it just sex?
“Davey?” Jose whispered in a tone that cause David to look up. Jose was looking at him with a look of…David didn’t know how to describe it. David opened his mouth to speak but Jose placed a finger to David’s lips.
“Don’t think so much,” Jose said, repeating his earlier sentiment.
Jose’s hands went back to David’s pants, pushing them down to his ankles. He kneeled in front of him to untie David’s shoelaces. He jerked the shoes off and threw them into David’s locker. He tapped David’s feet wanting him to lift them so he could remove his socks. David thought this was weirdly motherly but pushed that from his mind immediately. With the obstacles gone Jose pulled David’s pants completely from his body.
He stood back up and went to work on the buttons of David’s jersey. He was totally quiet through the whole process.
David reached for the button’s on Jose jersey but he only got his hands batted away. Jose was undoing the buttons as slow as he could or at least it seemed that way to David. Finally his jersey was unbuttoned. Jose reached his hands into the opened jersey reaching around back taking hold of his undershirt and pulling it and his jersey off. Jose smiled almost shyly and started stripping himself of his uniform. He left himself, like David clad only in boxers. He took David’s hand and pulled him towards the showers. David’s palms were damp. He felt like he couldn’t breath. Jose’s thumb stroked his hand and he could breath again. David wondered if he knew the power just his presence had.
Jose still didn’t speak as they walked. Jose let go of David’s hand and walked into the shower. David heard the water turn on and Jose fiddling with the temperature knobs.
Jose come out of the shower water dripping down his chest. His boxers were still mostly dry.
“Come on,” he said. David took a step forward. Jose stopped him. “You might want to take your boxers off first.”
“R--right,” David said. He fumbled with the waist band of his boxers seem lying unable to stop his hands from shaking long enough to grasp the elastic band. Jose placed his hands over David’s guiding their combined hands down, taking his boxers with him.
“Why are you so nervous?” Jose inquired. David shrugged and tried to get his body under control. He whole body was now visibly shaking and tense. He couldn’t place what was making him so jittery. Jose was looking at him with concern. Jose leaned up a little meeting David’s lips with his. David’s body immediately relaxed and the shaking subsided. Jose wrapped his arms around David, tugging his body to fit perfectly against his. With Jose’s lips and body molded to his he felt all his trepidation seep away.
Jose smiled. He leaned back in giving him a lingering peck. David’s body was still shaking but he looked calmer.
Jose titled up to whisper in his ear, “Whatever it is, David it’ll be alright.”
Author: Forbiddenromanc
Rating: PG-13 /R [male/male sexual situations] It's probably closer to PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own or know either of them. This is all in my head. :)
Pairing: David Wright/Jose Reyes
Warnings: None that I know of...
Previous Chapter: http://community.livejournal.com/sports_slash/100684.html#cutid1
A/N: Just like the previous "chapter" - For the sake of the story and my sanity Jose Reyes’s girlfriend and their daughters do not exist in this fic. While I'm sure they're lovely, it's too complicated to write them in, so...I wrote them out.
The score was 12-2 in favor of the Phillies. El Duque pitched horribly giving up eight of the runs. The bullpen clearly had not been any better. It was the 6th inning and the bases were loaded for the Phillies for the fourth time so far. Aaron Sele was a pitch away from walking in a run. That would be the best case scenario. Not that it mattered much if he gave up a grand slam.
“Jose, David! Hit the showers, I’m taking you out if the game.” Willie yelled. Because of injuries they weren’t playing their best players to begin with but Jose and David were by far the best players they had currently. The second string player would probably finish out the game.
David exited the dugout heading into the clubhouse Jose following a few minutes later. David stood in front of his locker undoing his belt and hanging it on one of the hooks. Jose walked behind him wrapping his arms around David’s waist. He rested his head on David’s shoulder placing tentative feathery soft kisses all along his neck and chin. His agile hands undid the button and fly. David leaned into Jose’s comfortable body and lifted his chin exposing more of his neck inviting more soft kisses.
“Someone could walk in,” David reminded.
“So?” Jose mumbled in between kisses not able to care about anything other then David’s skin beneath his lips. He worried David’s skin not so gently, lapping the irritated area with his tongue.
“Just sayin’,” David said conversationally trying desperately to be quiet. Jose may not have cared but David didn’t exactly want one of their teammates walking in to see him wrapped in Jose’s arms.
“Davey?” Jose called. He started rubbing circles on David’s stomach. David moaned loudly.
“Yeah?” David said breathily.
“Don’t think so much,” Jose said, working kisses up to David’s mouth. Jose’s free hand slid into David’s open pants, palming his arousal. David gasped. He twisted to rest his head in the crook of Jose’s neck. David sucked at the skin of Jose’s shoulder while Jose’s talented hand worked it’s magic. Jose‘s calluses rubbed in all the right places. David was close.
“Showers,” David gasped. Jose either didn’t hear him or didn’t care. His hand never stopped it’s sinfully good movement. David whimpered. He was far too close to his release. David used all the will power he had to pull Jose’s hand away from his body. David lifted his head for Jose’s neck. Jose’s eyes were hazy with longing. If his eyes didn’t give him away then his body did. Jose was pressed as close as he could be to David, leaving nothing to the imagination. He planted a light kiss by the collar of David’s jersey.
David turned to face Jose in his embrace. Jose fidgeted never being able to stay still for long. David smiled. Sometimes he could swear Jose had ADD.
“What are you smiling at?” Jose questioned, tilting his head inquisitively. He pressed his lips to David’s shoulder. His rubbed his thumb along the exposed skin of David’s arm.
David shook his head. “Nothing, just you,” he said bashfully. He was never really sure what their relationship was. Jose was and is his best friend, but were they more or was it just sex?
“Davey?” Jose whispered in a tone that cause David to look up. Jose was looking at him with a look of…David didn’t know how to describe it. David opened his mouth to speak but Jose placed a finger to David’s lips.
“Don’t think so much,” Jose said, repeating his earlier sentiment.
Jose’s hands went back to David’s pants, pushing them down to his ankles. He kneeled in front of him to untie David’s shoelaces. He jerked the shoes off and threw them into David’s locker. He tapped David’s feet wanting him to lift them so he could remove his socks. David thought this was weirdly motherly but pushed that from his mind immediately. With the obstacles gone Jose pulled David’s pants completely from his body.
He stood back up and went to work on the buttons of David’s jersey. He was totally quiet through the whole process.
David reached for the button’s on Jose jersey but he only got his hands batted away. Jose was undoing the buttons as slow as he could or at least it seemed that way to David. Finally his jersey was unbuttoned. Jose reached his hands into the opened jersey reaching around back taking hold of his undershirt and pulling it and his jersey off. Jose smiled almost shyly and started stripping himself of his uniform. He left himself, like David clad only in boxers. He took David’s hand and pulled him towards the showers. David’s palms were damp. He felt like he couldn’t breath. Jose’s thumb stroked his hand and he could breath again. David wondered if he knew the power just his presence had.
Jose still didn’t speak as they walked. Jose let go of David’s hand and walked into the shower. David heard the water turn on and Jose fiddling with the temperature knobs.
Jose come out of the shower water dripping down his chest. His boxers were still mostly dry.
“Come on,” he said. David took a step forward. Jose stopped him. “You might want to take your boxers off first.”
“R--right,” David said. He fumbled with the waist band of his boxers seem lying unable to stop his hands from shaking long enough to grasp the elastic band. Jose placed his hands over David’s guiding their combined hands down, taking his boxers with him.
“Why are you so nervous?” Jose inquired. David shrugged and tried to get his body under control. He whole body was now visibly shaking and tense. He couldn’t place what was making him so jittery. Jose was looking at him with concern. Jose leaned up a little meeting David’s lips with his. David’s body immediately relaxed and the shaking subsided. Jose wrapped his arms around David, tugging his body to fit perfectly against his. With Jose’s lips and body molded to his he felt all his trepidation seep away.
Jose smiled. He leaned back in giving him a lingering peck. David’s body was still shaking but he looked calmer.
Jose titled up to whisper in his ear, “Whatever it is, David it’ll be alright.”