untitled (michael/darren)
Recipient: rizzyr
Pairing: Michael Carrick/Darren Fletcher
Rating: NC-17 (I guess)
Prompt/storyline: Senses all along, with lovely little notes from the past...
Any other characters: Little mention on Giggs/G. Neville.
Author's Note: Hope I did it right and you're enjoying it.
Senses
New Years Eve
"Guys get ready and don't mess around again, and tell the others as well", the gaffer said and got out off the dressing room. It was the first time they got together after the New Years break. Ronaldo and Tevez weren't back yet, and Rio was missing training as well. The guys got into the dressing room one after the other and they looked around, who would be there.
"Hey?! Did you have a good party?", Nani was coming into the dressing room, all smiling and laughing, obviously he had a great party.
Carrick and Fletcher looked at each other and just smiled.
"Okay guys, weren't you supposed to take care of your kids and wives at New Years Eve?", Ryan looked up at them and smiled widely knowing what these two were going through…
"We actually did. We had this idea of doing a party together with the boys and my girl and the wives and it was a great evening. We played funny games and enjoyed it", Carrick answered, though he missed to tell the most important thing of the evening…
<-- Flashback -->
"Hey", the hands of the Scot held his thigh firmly; he placed a small kiss on the neck of the boy in front of him. Taking in his smell and the reaction he got from that. They enjoyed each other's company for a while now, and this was their first New Years Eve together. The wives had been to bed a few hours earlier, and they were the only one left. They had played PS2 for hours and hours until they decided, 5am in the morning would be a great time to go to bed, to at least manage 2 hours sleep before the kids would wake up.
The dark surrounded them, and they could only feel the hands of each other. The moonlight coming into the room like a little light guiding them the way. Michael felt the hand of Darren moving to his crotch, starting to rub lightly above the bulge he had. He didn't want to miss out on the feelings he got from that. It was so much more intense than when Lisa did it. The way the fingertips rubbed slightly above his manhood and not seeing him, just feeling it. He turned around and put his hands to Darren's face. Trying to figure out where his lips were, with moving his own fingertips over the face of the Scot. The goose bump he felt under his fingertips showed him, he did a great job in making his lover horny. His fingers moved over the lips and he loved the feelings of them on his fingertips. The slightly tremble of his lips and the pure excitement he noticed. Darren moved his hands and put them in the neck of Michael, moaning softly into his lovers' mouth.
He didn't want to lose out on any of this, and the way his senses were spoken at. How he reacted… He got hard when Darren only moved to open his belt and the jeans he wore.
Darren did two quick moves, and then taking in the fully hard manhood in his mouth. Carrick moaned quietly, enjoying what he felt. The way Darren's tongue moved around his cock, and now knowing what would happen next, nearly drove him to the edge. His fingers moved into the blonde hair of Darren…
<-- End -->
"Alright, please no details", Ryan laughed, at the sight of Carrick's wide smile.
"As if we would give them out to you", Carrick had changed, and was ready to run out for the first training in a few days.
"You're going without your lover", Ryan teased him.
"No. I'm just going before I get hard again", he said smiling. Ever since they first shared the night together, it wasn't the same anymore to get changed next to Darren. He reacted on little things from him. Like when the Scot liked his lips in concentration, to pull up the shorts. Or when Darren missed to take his underwear with him into the shower. When he was running around, trying to hide his manhood and he could see a bit of the hair coming out of his hands, knowing what else is behind them.
Ryan laughed at Michael friendly; he remembered the good old times with Phil, and later Gary, when he was the age these boys had now. He looked over to Gary, who smiled back, he knew them too…
The Training
Michael was already running around the field, when Darren, Ryan and Gary came to the pitch, talking eagerly. His heart beat faster, just seeing Darren. He noticed how his breath fastened and his hands trembling slightly, from the appearance of his younger lover. He smiled over to him, but Darren didn't notice. He licked his lips slowly, making Michael going even dizzier than before. The butterflies in his stomach made their rounds, and his knees got weak. He couldn't believe how much everything had changed, since the first night a few months ago…
<-- Flashback -->
"Alright. Fletcher and Carrick, room 405. Giggs and Neville, room 406. Rooney and Ronaldo your up to 407…", the rest he didn't notice, getting carried away by the thought, he would spend the nights in South Africa with Carrick in a room. Michael got up to his room with Darren in tow…
Ever since the last game in the Champions League final, there was this tension between them. The unspoken feelings cutting the air.
"Alright Michael, which bedside would you like to have?", Fletcher had asked him, when they witnessed the double bed inside their room.
"I… I actually don't care that much", he said, putting down his suitcases and walking onto the balcony to take a look over the city.
"It's nice, isn't it?", Darren stood next to him, touching his arm slightly, he took a short look into the blue eyes of the Scot…
He kissed him harshly on the mouth and they got carried to the bed by their feelings. It was the first time with a boy for both of them. They were scared and unsure of what might hurt the other one, but as soon as they only listened to their fast heartbeats they know, that they couldn't do anything wrong, they were in love and they wouldn't hurt each other with that knowledge.
<-- End -->
"Hey lovely", Darren caught up with Michael and smiled at him. From the look in Michael's eyes he could tell that he felt the same. He felt the same butterflies in his stomach like he did. The same weak knees like he had. And just the same love he had for him. Everything had changed to the good. They were happy with what they had.
The first kiss
"Hey, do you remember, the first time we kissed?", Michael asked over the dinner table. He had arranged everything for weeks. How much time they would need to get ready and how much time they would be able to share, before they had to get home to their wives to take them out for dinner.
"We kissed?", the blonde guy joked, "do we do that often?"
"Darren, can you please be serious for once?", Michael pleaded.
"Yeah sure", Darren answered, knowing what Michael was on about…
<-- Flashback -->
They were the last at the changing room. Fooling around, making their jokes. All of a sudden Darren looked around, waving and smiling, "Smile and wave boys, smile and wave boys", he ran around in his underwear, being followed by the English international.
"What's going on with you?", he asked, looking confused.
"Don't you know Madagascar?", Darren asked.
"Erm… No actually I don't know it", Carrick said, looking worried, that he might have missed something big, though goofy as Darren was, this could be anything, he was just imitating what he saw on TV.
"It's something for kids, okay? But it's so funny", he carried on running around, "smile and wave boys", goofing around, was something Darren was great at. Ever since Carrick came to join Manchester United, he had noticed that Darren was the goofy one. Sometimes the others even called him Goofy as a first name.
Carrick smiled at him, not knowing that Darren loved his smile… He even waved, just so Darren would be happy. All of a sudden Darren was all on him, kissing him full on the lovely lips, feeling the smile disappearing…
"What was that?", Michael asked, when they pushed away from each other.
"A… A kiss I guess…"
<-- End -->
"I still can't believe we… We're a couple. Lovers. Whatever you wanna call us."
"Yeah you were so goofy, and you still are, but I guess that's just something that I love about you", Michael replied. "I can't think of a better partner", he smiled over the table. "Me neither. I love you."
"I love you too."
Pairing: Michael Carrick/Darren Fletcher
Rating: NC-17 (I guess)
Prompt/storyline: Senses all along, with lovely little notes from the past...
Any other characters: Little mention on Giggs/G. Neville.
Author's Note: Hope I did it right and you're enjoying it.
Senses
New Years Eve
"Guys get ready and don't mess around again, and tell the others as well", the gaffer said and got out off the dressing room. It was the first time they got together after the New Years break. Ronaldo and Tevez weren't back yet, and Rio was missing training as well. The guys got into the dressing room one after the other and they looked around, who would be there.
"Hey?! Did you have a good party?", Nani was coming into the dressing room, all smiling and laughing, obviously he had a great party.
Carrick and Fletcher looked at each other and just smiled.
"Okay guys, weren't you supposed to take care of your kids and wives at New Years Eve?", Ryan looked up at them and smiled widely knowing what these two were going through…
"We actually did. We had this idea of doing a party together with the boys and my girl and the wives and it was a great evening. We played funny games and enjoyed it", Carrick answered, though he missed to tell the most important thing of the evening…
<-- Flashback -->
"Hey", the hands of the Scot held his thigh firmly; he placed a small kiss on the neck of the boy in front of him. Taking in his smell and the reaction he got from that. They enjoyed each other's company for a while now, and this was their first New Years Eve together. The wives had been to bed a few hours earlier, and they were the only one left. They had played PS2 for hours and hours until they decided, 5am in the morning would be a great time to go to bed, to at least manage 2 hours sleep before the kids would wake up.
The dark surrounded them, and they could only feel the hands of each other. The moonlight coming into the room like a little light guiding them the way. Michael felt the hand of Darren moving to his crotch, starting to rub lightly above the bulge he had. He didn't want to miss out on the feelings he got from that. It was so much more intense than when Lisa did it. The way the fingertips rubbed slightly above his manhood and not seeing him, just feeling it. He turned around and put his hands to Darren's face. Trying to figure out where his lips were, with moving his own fingertips over the face of the Scot. The goose bump he felt under his fingertips showed him, he did a great job in making his lover horny. His fingers moved over the lips and he loved the feelings of them on his fingertips. The slightly tremble of his lips and the pure excitement he noticed. Darren moved his hands and put them in the neck of Michael, moaning softly into his lovers' mouth.
He didn't want to lose out on any of this, and the way his senses were spoken at. How he reacted… He got hard when Darren only moved to open his belt and the jeans he wore.
Darren did two quick moves, and then taking in the fully hard manhood in his mouth. Carrick moaned quietly, enjoying what he felt. The way Darren's tongue moved around his cock, and now knowing what would happen next, nearly drove him to the edge. His fingers moved into the blonde hair of Darren…
<-- End -->
"Alright, please no details", Ryan laughed, at the sight of Carrick's wide smile.
"As if we would give them out to you", Carrick had changed, and was ready to run out for the first training in a few days.
"You're going without your lover", Ryan teased him.
"No. I'm just going before I get hard again", he said smiling. Ever since they first shared the night together, it wasn't the same anymore to get changed next to Darren. He reacted on little things from him. Like when the Scot liked his lips in concentration, to pull up the shorts. Or when Darren missed to take his underwear with him into the shower. When he was running around, trying to hide his manhood and he could see a bit of the hair coming out of his hands, knowing what else is behind them.
Ryan laughed at Michael friendly; he remembered the good old times with Phil, and later Gary, when he was the age these boys had now. He looked over to Gary, who smiled back, he knew them too…
The Training
Michael was already running around the field, when Darren, Ryan and Gary came to the pitch, talking eagerly. His heart beat faster, just seeing Darren. He noticed how his breath fastened and his hands trembling slightly, from the appearance of his younger lover. He smiled over to him, but Darren didn't notice. He licked his lips slowly, making Michael going even dizzier than before. The butterflies in his stomach made their rounds, and his knees got weak. He couldn't believe how much everything had changed, since the first night a few months ago…
<-- Flashback -->
"Alright. Fletcher and Carrick, room 405. Giggs and Neville, room 406. Rooney and Ronaldo your up to 407…", the rest he didn't notice, getting carried away by the thought, he would spend the nights in South Africa with Carrick in a room. Michael got up to his room with Darren in tow…
Ever since the last game in the Champions League final, there was this tension between them. The unspoken feelings cutting the air.
"Alright Michael, which bedside would you like to have?", Fletcher had asked him, when they witnessed the double bed inside their room.
"I… I actually don't care that much", he said, putting down his suitcases and walking onto the balcony to take a look over the city.
"It's nice, isn't it?", Darren stood next to him, touching his arm slightly, he took a short look into the blue eyes of the Scot…
He kissed him harshly on the mouth and they got carried to the bed by their feelings. It was the first time with a boy for both of them. They were scared and unsure of what might hurt the other one, but as soon as they only listened to their fast heartbeats they know, that they couldn't do anything wrong, they were in love and they wouldn't hurt each other with that knowledge.
<-- End -->
"Hey lovely", Darren caught up with Michael and smiled at him. From the look in Michael's eyes he could tell that he felt the same. He felt the same butterflies in his stomach like he did. The same weak knees like he had. And just the same love he had for him. Everything had changed to the good. They were happy with what they had.
The first kiss
"Hey, do you remember, the first time we kissed?", Michael asked over the dinner table. He had arranged everything for weeks. How much time they would need to get ready and how much time they would be able to share, before they had to get home to their wives to take them out for dinner.
"We kissed?", the blonde guy joked, "do we do that often?"
"Darren, can you please be serious for once?", Michael pleaded.
"Yeah sure", Darren answered, knowing what Michael was on about…
<-- Flashback -->
They were the last at the changing room. Fooling around, making their jokes. All of a sudden Darren looked around, waving and smiling, "Smile and wave boys, smile and wave boys", he ran around in his underwear, being followed by the English international.
"What's going on with you?", he asked, looking confused.
"Don't you know Madagascar?", Darren asked.
"Erm… No actually I don't know it", Carrick said, looking worried, that he might have missed something big, though goofy as Darren was, this could be anything, he was just imitating what he saw on TV.
"It's something for kids, okay? But it's so funny", he carried on running around, "smile and wave boys", goofing around, was something Darren was great at. Ever since Carrick came to join Manchester United, he had noticed that Darren was the goofy one. Sometimes the others even called him Goofy as a first name.
Carrick smiled at him, not knowing that Darren loved his smile… He even waved, just so Darren would be happy. All of a sudden Darren was all on him, kissing him full on the lovely lips, feeling the smile disappearing…
"What was that?", Michael asked, when they pushed away from each other.
"A… A kiss I guess…"
<-- End -->
"I still can't believe we… We're a couple. Lovers. Whatever you wanna call us."
"Yeah you were so goofy, and you still are, but I guess that's just something that I love about you", Michael replied. "I can't think of a better partner", he smiled over the table. "Me neither. I love you."
"I love you too."