Part Twenty ^.^
Title: You Are My Signal Fire (Part 20)
Characters: Andrew Raycroft / Ian White
Word Count: 1571
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own these players, nor do I know their sexual preferences. The whole thing is a work of my imagination. The title is part of the lyrics from snow patrol’s song ‘Signal Fire’. Avvy made by horselovergurl
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Ian’s Continued POV
I leaned into his kiss, crawling up on the bed as I did so. First putting my arm on his other side and then bringing my leg up and over him so that I was straddling him. Pelvis pushing into pelvis as I leaned down and let my lips squeeze his. I could feel his want underneath me and that just made me so hot for him.
I wanted him to hold me. I wanted him to touch every part of me. But even though he only had his one arm to use, he used it very effectively. His hand slid its way up my knee and over my thigh, squeezing demandingly and urging me on. Pft, as if I needed any encouragement to ravish his body.
The groaning commenced when I started on his neck; licking, kissing and sucking, wanting to taste all of him. It hadn’t been like this with Dan. His fingers had made their way to their goal area, teasing the waistband of my boxers from my skin. It had been too unattached with Dan. His hand was cold and I giggled slightly as his hand closed around my cock. I let out a noise of enjoyment though as he squeezed gently.
He leaned up so his lips tickled my ear as he spoke, “You better be thinking about me when you make those noises.” When his face came back into view he had an evil grin on it and then he began stroking me to which I moaned even louder.
“Of course…” I let out in between a sharp intake of breath. I wasn’t about to tell him I was comparing them, I couldn’t help it! It was like an involuntary twitch in my brain, not that it really mattered because Andrew was winning by a long shot.
His hand went all the way up over the head and down the other side as he let his fingers graze me. Suddenly he stopped, removing his hand from my boxers and leaving me quivering for more, “Why did you stop?” I panted, forcing my eyes to open.
“Why am I doing the pleasuring when it’s you who needs to be making this up to me.” Good Point. I pulled him up so that we were both sitting, legs wrapped around each other, and I began to push his t-shirt up and over his head. Andy had been working out a lot in the gym lately and it was definitely paying off.
I smiled down at the muscular grooves that were his abdomen, tracing my fingers over the ridges and letting them travel up to his shoulder. His paranoia that he was getting “old” had him working out more and more, I kept telling him that he wasn’t, but I did enjoy reaping the benefits of this sudden lunacy.
He removed my shirt as well and I began to work on his pajama pants, easing them off his body. I laid gentle kisses along his neckline as I finished pulling them off. His hands were on my back pulling me further in to his now naked body. I pulled off my own shirt so our chests were rubbing together, the feeling of the smooth skin on his chest against mine just made me harder.
I sat up momentarily and began pushing my boxers down my thighs, Andrew eagerly helping me undress. I threw them to the side and then sat down, pulling Andy in close to me once more with my legs. Putting my hands on either side of his scruffy face I pulled him in for a gentle kiss, letting my lips just lightly caressing his own, “Let’s not rush this, I want you to make love to me. Not just sex,” he moved in to kiss me, but I pulled away so I could finish. “Anyone can have sex. I need to be with you. Always.”
His smile was caring and sweet and I knew he understood what I meant, “Can I kiss you now?” It wasn’t just about having a race to who could cum first, it was all about a connection.
“Yeah, I guess so.” I managed with a smirk as he leaned forward still smiling, enveloping my lips in his, letting his tongue part them slightly as he began to tickle my tongue with his. I brought his hand up to my mouth and kissed the underside of it affectionately, trailing kisses up his fingers until I enclosed his index finger in my mouth completely, Andy kissing my cheek as I did so. Sucking it gently and letting my tongue run down the side of it to his knuckle and back again. I was rewarded when a low growl escaped his throat, and he arched his back, pressing his chest into mine further.
I sat up so I was on my knees, turning my attention back to his mouth and letting my tongue continue to explore. I directed his hand down to my crotch, letting it brush me briefly and then continuing past it to my ass. The intrusion was welcomed with a moan from my lips, he wiggled his finger around some, continuing with our make-out session.
I pushed forward into him, encouraging him to continue, so he inserted another finger. I bit his bottom lip lightly, tugging on it playfully as he added another one. I grabbed the lube from his drawer and slicked up his cock, letting my hands work over his errection. He moaned into my kiss and I continued stroking his cock lovingly. The feeling of his fingers in me, my hand on his penis and his tongue tickling my mouth was almost too much. I wanted him so badly right now, but we were going to be patient tonight.
My hand made a bristling noise as it grazed his cheek, skating down his muscular neck and shoulders onto his chest, where I squeezed firmly. I felt that I was ready so I pushed him down on the bed again and lowered myself down on to him. I willed my muscles to relax as I felt him filling me inch by inch.
His strong hand was now felt on my thigh as he pulled me on to him slowly, holding on to my hips he rolled us over gently so I was on my back and he was on his knees, I lifted my hips into his and wrapped my legs once more around his back.
I had to love the flexibility of goalies as he leaned down and planted kisses on my chest as he thrust into me for the first time, “OH god Andy…” I could feel his lips curling into a smile on my stomach as he continued leaving moist circles. I pushed my head back into his pillow, groaning with pleasure has he continued his slow, gentle thrusts into me. “Fuck, I love having you inside me.”
My hips were moving in tandem with his, slowly still, grateful that his torso was longer than mine so that his lips could reach my mouth. His arm wrapped itself around my waist, grabbing my ass and pulling me into an especially deep thrust, making me moan louder and louder with ecstasy. The increased leverage hitting just the right spots, spots Dan had never been able to reach, so I increased the frequency of his thrusts until I brought him to orgasm with one last clench of my muscles and I a little while after him.
He pulled out of me and fell on to the bed beside me, head resting in the crook of my arm. It just seemed to fit like a puzzle piece, and I loved it being there. I lay there in complete elation, so happy to be right back where we were. I let my hand run from the inside of his thigh up to his abdomen and back down again. “I think you may be easier to take than morphine. Not to mention the after-effects are definitely nicer.”
I leaned in and kissed his forehead, pulling his sheets up and over us as he rolled over on to his side to go to sleep and I pulled myself up close to him, spooning him. He reached behind his back and grabbed my hand, pulling it over his side and holding it up by his chest. I nuzzled my nose into the back of his neck, “I love you Andrew.”
He was silent, I sighed…I don’t know what I had been expecting but that wasn’t it. Still I couldn’t blame him for not being able to say it back yet, after the Paille thing. I finally got a response as he squeezed my hand, it was a small gesture but it made me smile. At least I knew he acknowledged the remark. Well one thing was for certain, any thoughts of Dan had completely escaped my mind as I lay there with my lover. I was greeted by his deep breathing minutes later as he drifted into a peaceful, dreamless sleep for once, and I soon after him.
***For the record this fic is now 72 pages in Microsoft Word…sorry just thought I’d mention it, cause I think that’s kind of crazy. A whopping 31 314 words! And if any of this part of the fic doesn’t make sense…it’s because I was high writing most of it. ^.^ haha
Characters: Andrew Raycroft / Ian White
Word Count: 1571
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don’t own these players, nor do I know their sexual preferences. The whole thing is a work of my imagination. The title is part of the lyrics from snow patrol’s song ‘Signal Fire’. Avvy made by horselovergurl
|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 || Part 11 || Part 12 || Part 13 || Part 14 || Part 15 || Parts 16 & 17 || Part 18 || Part 19 ||
Ian’s Continued POV
I leaned into his kiss, crawling up on the bed as I did so. First putting my arm on his other side and then bringing my leg up and over him so that I was straddling him. Pelvis pushing into pelvis as I leaned down and let my lips squeeze his. I could feel his want underneath me and that just made me so hot for him.
I wanted him to hold me. I wanted him to touch every part of me. But even though he only had his one arm to use, he used it very effectively. His hand slid its way up my knee and over my thigh, squeezing demandingly and urging me on. Pft, as if I needed any encouragement to ravish his body.
The groaning commenced when I started on his neck; licking, kissing and sucking, wanting to taste all of him. It hadn’t been like this with Dan. His fingers had made their way to their goal area, teasing the waistband of my boxers from my skin. It had been too unattached with Dan. His hand was cold and I giggled slightly as his hand closed around my cock. I let out a noise of enjoyment though as he squeezed gently.
He leaned up so his lips tickled my ear as he spoke, “You better be thinking about me when you make those noises.” When his face came back into view he had an evil grin on it and then he began stroking me to which I moaned even louder.
“Of course…” I let out in between a sharp intake of breath. I wasn’t about to tell him I was comparing them, I couldn’t help it! It was like an involuntary twitch in my brain, not that it really mattered because Andrew was winning by a long shot.
His hand went all the way up over the head and down the other side as he let his fingers graze me. Suddenly he stopped, removing his hand from my boxers and leaving me quivering for more, “Why did you stop?” I panted, forcing my eyes to open.
“Why am I doing the pleasuring when it’s you who needs to be making this up to me.” Good Point. I pulled him up so that we were both sitting, legs wrapped around each other, and I began to push his t-shirt up and over his head. Andy had been working out a lot in the gym lately and it was definitely paying off.
I smiled down at the muscular grooves that were his abdomen, tracing my fingers over the ridges and letting them travel up to his shoulder. His paranoia that he was getting “old” had him working out more and more, I kept telling him that he wasn’t, but I did enjoy reaping the benefits of this sudden lunacy.
He removed my shirt as well and I began to work on his pajama pants, easing them off his body. I laid gentle kisses along his neckline as I finished pulling them off. His hands were on my back pulling me further in to his now naked body. I pulled off my own shirt so our chests were rubbing together, the feeling of the smooth skin on his chest against mine just made me harder.
I sat up momentarily and began pushing my boxers down my thighs, Andrew eagerly helping me undress. I threw them to the side and then sat down, pulling Andy in close to me once more with my legs. Putting my hands on either side of his scruffy face I pulled him in for a gentle kiss, letting my lips just lightly caressing his own, “Let’s not rush this, I want you to make love to me. Not just sex,” he moved in to kiss me, but I pulled away so I could finish. “Anyone can have sex. I need to be with you. Always.”
His smile was caring and sweet and I knew he understood what I meant, “Can I kiss you now?” It wasn’t just about having a race to who could cum first, it was all about a connection.
“Yeah, I guess so.” I managed with a smirk as he leaned forward still smiling, enveloping my lips in his, letting his tongue part them slightly as he began to tickle my tongue with his. I brought his hand up to my mouth and kissed the underside of it affectionately, trailing kisses up his fingers until I enclosed his index finger in my mouth completely, Andy kissing my cheek as I did so. Sucking it gently and letting my tongue run down the side of it to his knuckle and back again. I was rewarded when a low growl escaped his throat, and he arched his back, pressing his chest into mine further.
I sat up so I was on my knees, turning my attention back to his mouth and letting my tongue continue to explore. I directed his hand down to my crotch, letting it brush me briefly and then continuing past it to my ass. The intrusion was welcomed with a moan from my lips, he wiggled his finger around some, continuing with our make-out session.
I pushed forward into him, encouraging him to continue, so he inserted another finger. I bit his bottom lip lightly, tugging on it playfully as he added another one. I grabbed the lube from his drawer and slicked up his cock, letting my hands work over his errection. He moaned into my kiss and I continued stroking his cock lovingly. The feeling of his fingers in me, my hand on his penis and his tongue tickling my mouth was almost too much. I wanted him so badly right now, but we were going to be patient tonight.
My hand made a bristling noise as it grazed his cheek, skating down his muscular neck and shoulders onto his chest, where I squeezed firmly. I felt that I was ready so I pushed him down on the bed again and lowered myself down on to him. I willed my muscles to relax as I felt him filling me inch by inch.
His strong hand was now felt on my thigh as he pulled me on to him slowly, holding on to my hips he rolled us over gently so I was on my back and he was on his knees, I lifted my hips into his and wrapped my legs once more around his back.
I had to love the flexibility of goalies as he leaned down and planted kisses on my chest as he thrust into me for the first time, “OH god Andy…” I could feel his lips curling into a smile on my stomach as he continued leaving moist circles. I pushed my head back into his pillow, groaning with pleasure has he continued his slow, gentle thrusts into me. “Fuck, I love having you inside me.”
My hips were moving in tandem with his, slowly still, grateful that his torso was longer than mine so that his lips could reach my mouth. His arm wrapped itself around my waist, grabbing my ass and pulling me into an especially deep thrust, making me moan louder and louder with ecstasy. The increased leverage hitting just the right spots, spots Dan had never been able to reach, so I increased the frequency of his thrusts until I brought him to orgasm with one last clench of my muscles and I a little while after him.
He pulled out of me and fell on to the bed beside me, head resting in the crook of my arm. It just seemed to fit like a puzzle piece, and I loved it being there. I lay there in complete elation, so happy to be right back where we were. I let my hand run from the inside of his thigh up to his abdomen and back down again. “I think you may be easier to take than morphine. Not to mention the after-effects are definitely nicer.”
I leaned in and kissed his forehead, pulling his sheets up and over us as he rolled over on to his side to go to sleep and I pulled myself up close to him, spooning him. He reached behind his back and grabbed my hand, pulling it over his side and holding it up by his chest. I nuzzled my nose into the back of his neck, “I love you Andrew.”
He was silent, I sighed…I don’t know what I had been expecting but that wasn’t it. Still I couldn’t blame him for not being able to say it back yet, after the Paille thing. I finally got a response as he squeezed my hand, it was a small gesture but it made me smile. At least I knew he acknowledged the remark. Well one thing was for certain, any thoughts of Dan had completely escaped my mind as I lay there with my lover. I was greeted by his deep breathing minutes later as he drifted into a peaceful, dreamless sleep for once, and I soon after him.
***For the record this fic is now 72 pages in Microsoft Word…sorry just thought I’d mention it, cause I think that’s kind of crazy. A whopping 31 314 words! And if any of this part of the fic doesn’t make sense…it’s because I was high writing most of it. ^.^ haha