New Fic: Tonight

Oct 10, 2006 23:24

Title: Tonight
Pairing: Mike Mussina/Kyle Farnsworth (Yankees baseball)
Rating: hard R / borderline NC-17
A/N: I asked for prompts to use in a drabble, and nyychick23513 so kindly provided breathe, hipbone, trace, and burn. This is considerably longer than a drabble, by about 900 words. ;) Un-beta'ed, so any mistakes are purely my own. **Also, this is ( Read more... )

wordclaim50, yankees, baseball

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nyychick23513 October 11 2006, 14:10:04 UTC
Since I'm yet again working on four hours of sleep, you've made being woken up at an ungodly hour that much better.

You can't see any raucous parties from your vantage point, but you know they're out there and you can't help but feel a little sick.

*sigh* Yeah, I know that feeling.

And you certainly don't want to think about how it really might be for the last time because you'll be a free agent this winter if the team doesn't pick up your option or make you another offer.

:(

Kyle tightens his arms around you and then his voice is in your ear, a rough almost-whisper. "I know. But I don't want to think about tonight, just let me do this." A puff of air ghosts across your skin. "Just... Let me ( ... )

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purplecargirl October 11 2006, 17:20:32 UTC
Uh, yeah, I'm supposed to be working, but this is better than any work I could think of doing right now XD

You can't see any raucous parties from your vantage point, but you know they're out there and you can't help but feel a little sick.

Me too.

This wasn't how this year was supposed to end and if you're honest with yourself, it doesn't feel real.

Amen.

And you certainly don't want to think about how it really might be for the last time because you'll be a free agent this winter if the team doesn't pick up your option or make you another offer.

*big sad face* I just can't go there :(

He looks as dazed *EFL* you feel his tongue snake out to trace the curve of your ear.

Mmm.

"Not tonight, Kyle. I don't think I'm in the mood."

Blaspheme!

His hands slide down to your waist, and begin working your fly open at the same time he's pushing you back so that you're half sitting on the window ledge. He drops to his kneesI love this image. Moose sitting with his pants around his ankles on the window sill and Kyle on his knees. GUH ( ... )

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deviliknow October 17 2006, 18:55:15 UTC
I'm not working, so I'm free to curl up on my futon on a rainy afternoon and POSITIVELY GUSH~! over this!

I don't know why, but there's something sexy even about the thought of Mike Mussina standing in front of a dark hotel room window with a glass of his drink of choice in hand. I just love that image.

And, of course, Kyle coming up behind him. But that goes without saying ;)

A puff of air ghosts across your skin. "Just... Let me."

*gibber* Yes, sir! ...Oh, you meant Moose. *lol!* Right. That's the hottest line in the history of hot lines. It's so hot that, as I wrote this, I typed "hystery" instead of "history." ;p So much for those English classes in college.

It's one he doesn't pass up. His teeth nip once, twice at the base of your throat and your once disinterested body is starting to wake up and take notice while he turns you in his arms so your back is to the window. His hands slide down to your waist, and begin working your fly open at the same time he's pushing you back so that you're half sitting on the window ledge. ( ... )

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