(no subject)
Title: Three Ficlets
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Gary Neville/Ryan Giggs, Paul Scholes/Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, Wayne Rooney/Cristiano Ronaldo
Warning: very fluffy, its sickening ;)
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be.
A/N: I dont really like the Cris/Wayne one, I was grasping at straws. But reguardless hope you like them Trisha.
01. ryan/gaz
Gary walks off to the sounds of cat calls and whistles and comments of ‘someone’s getting lucky tonight’ and ‘Wayne stop trying to drink out of the trophy’ and Gary smiles and shakes his head as he follows the path that Ryan had walked ten minutes before.
As Gary walks he muses on the fact that no matter when or where he always ends up sharing a room with Ryan and its incredible how that always happens but then he remembers a drunken night with Ryan where the winger had confessed that he may have sorted out an arrangement with Fergie when David had left United and Gary cant help but grin (like he’s sure he did when Ryan first told him).
He reaches the room he’s staying in and peeks his head inside to see Ryan with the covers up and over his head so it looks like there’s just a Ryan shaped lump in the bed.
Gary strips his clothes off as he goes and pulls back the covers so he can climb into the bed with his lover. Ryan turns around with a goofy grin on his face once the covers are back over their head and moves closer to complete wrap himself around Gary. It’s one of the many things that Gary loves about Ryan his utter willingness to just wrap himself around Gary and never let go.
Ryan’s legs have been wrapped tightly around Gary’s slender hips and his hands slide up and down Gary’s back repeatedly while his ear presses against Gary’s chest as he hums in contentment. Gary smiles into Ryan’s hair before placing a gentle kiss to the top of Ryan’s head while continually rubbing the back of Ryan’s neck.
Ryan pulls back slightly to press a soft kiss to Gary’s heart before settling back down and murmuring, “Zach sends his love and sloppy kisses by the way.”
02. paul/ole
When Paul is walking away from the party that is still raging, towards the elevator to get to his room he still feels elated because they won, they fucking won and if that’s the best feeling in world but part of him is missing and its miserable and he frowns as steps into the elevator and presses his floor number.
He presses his forehead against the glass and inhales deeply and lets out the breath (even if it comes out ragged) and sighs because the winning is great, in fact its fucking fantastic but Ole isn’t here to share it with him and that just bring everything crashing down.
Because Ole’s always been there, every win, every loss, every fear and now he’s not and its not the same because what’s football without Ole screaming in his ear and hugging him so tight and secretly running his hands under his shirt and stroking his back with those nimble fingers.
And he misses him, he fucking misses him. He misses the two of them always being the first to leave the celebrations and going up to their room and sharing lazy kisses.
He looks up when the door opens at his floor and he slowly drags his feet along the floor suddenly feeling deflated. He steps into his room to hear his phone ringing, he rushes over to where he left it on the side table next to the bed and looks at the name and a smile takes over his face as he stares at Ole’s name and number.
“Hi.” He breathes out in satisfaction and falls back onto the bed with a big smile on his face and all of a sudden things don’t seem so bad anymore.
03. cris/wayne
Wayne is drunk and a drunk Wayne is a friendly Wayne, Cris muses. Generally he doesn’t let Wayne get drunk around anyone else (something that he’s sure Colleen would understand) because Cris’ jealous side tends to come out in full force when this happens.
Cris can remember a quite embarrassing time when he may have growled at Nani for getting too close and too flirty with Wayne. That was bad, Wayne was insanely drunk and Nani was not hesitating and Cris was worried because he’d hate to have to kill Nani for touching his Wayne. Luckily it didn’t come to that because Wayne was so turned on by the growl that he forgot about everything else. Cris hummed happily at that memory as he closes his eyes.
The party has dwindled down by now so there’s only a few of them left. It had been a good night, Cris thinks happily. Winning the game was such a gratifying feeling and the party afterwards didn’t hurt either.
All of a sudden Cris’ eyes snap open as the wind is forced out of him as Wayne’s sits clumsily into his lap and wraps his arms around Cris’ necks before pressing his lips against Cris’ and forcing his tongue down Cris’ throat. Cris lets out a strangled moan as he hears the rest of the boys wolf whistle before tangling his fingers in Wayne’s hair and kissing back with fervor.
Wayne pulls back and whispers hotly in his ear, “Your hot when your jealous.”
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Gary Neville/Ryan Giggs, Paul Scholes/Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, Wayne Rooney/Cristiano Ronaldo
Warning: very fluffy, its sickening ;)
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be.
A/N: I dont really like the Cris/Wayne one, I was grasping at straws. But reguardless hope you like them Trisha.
01. ryan/gaz
Gary walks off to the sounds of cat calls and whistles and comments of ‘someone’s getting lucky tonight’ and ‘Wayne stop trying to drink out of the trophy’ and Gary smiles and shakes his head as he follows the path that Ryan had walked ten minutes before.
As Gary walks he muses on the fact that no matter when or where he always ends up sharing a room with Ryan and its incredible how that always happens but then he remembers a drunken night with Ryan where the winger had confessed that he may have sorted out an arrangement with Fergie when David had left United and Gary cant help but grin (like he’s sure he did when Ryan first told him).
He reaches the room he’s staying in and peeks his head inside to see Ryan with the covers up and over his head so it looks like there’s just a Ryan shaped lump in the bed.
Gary strips his clothes off as he goes and pulls back the covers so he can climb into the bed with his lover. Ryan turns around with a goofy grin on his face once the covers are back over their head and moves closer to complete wrap himself around Gary. It’s one of the many things that Gary loves about Ryan his utter willingness to just wrap himself around Gary and never let go.
Ryan’s legs have been wrapped tightly around Gary’s slender hips and his hands slide up and down Gary’s back repeatedly while his ear presses against Gary’s chest as he hums in contentment. Gary smiles into Ryan’s hair before placing a gentle kiss to the top of Ryan’s head while continually rubbing the back of Ryan’s neck.
Ryan pulls back slightly to press a soft kiss to Gary’s heart before settling back down and murmuring, “Zach sends his love and sloppy kisses by the way.”
02. paul/ole
When Paul is walking away from the party that is still raging, towards the elevator to get to his room he still feels elated because they won, they fucking won and if that’s the best feeling in world but part of him is missing and its miserable and he frowns as steps into the elevator and presses his floor number.
He presses his forehead against the glass and inhales deeply and lets out the breath (even if it comes out ragged) and sighs because the winning is great, in fact its fucking fantastic but Ole isn’t here to share it with him and that just bring everything crashing down.
Because Ole’s always been there, every win, every loss, every fear and now he’s not and its not the same because what’s football without Ole screaming in his ear and hugging him so tight and secretly running his hands under his shirt and stroking his back with those nimble fingers.
And he misses him, he fucking misses him. He misses the two of them always being the first to leave the celebrations and going up to their room and sharing lazy kisses.
He looks up when the door opens at his floor and he slowly drags his feet along the floor suddenly feeling deflated. He steps into his room to hear his phone ringing, he rushes over to where he left it on the side table next to the bed and looks at the name and a smile takes over his face as he stares at Ole’s name and number.
“Hi.” He breathes out in satisfaction and falls back onto the bed with a big smile on his face and all of a sudden things don’t seem so bad anymore.
03. cris/wayne
Wayne is drunk and a drunk Wayne is a friendly Wayne, Cris muses. Generally he doesn’t let Wayne get drunk around anyone else (something that he’s sure Colleen would understand) because Cris’ jealous side tends to come out in full force when this happens.
Cris can remember a quite embarrassing time when he may have growled at Nani for getting too close and too flirty with Wayne. That was bad, Wayne was insanely drunk and Nani was not hesitating and Cris was worried because he’d hate to have to kill Nani for touching his Wayne. Luckily it didn’t come to that because Wayne was so turned on by the growl that he forgot about everything else. Cris hummed happily at that memory as he closes his eyes.
The party has dwindled down by now so there’s only a few of them left. It had been a good night, Cris thinks happily. Winning the game was such a gratifying feeling and the party afterwards didn’t hurt either.
All of a sudden Cris’ eyes snap open as the wind is forced out of him as Wayne’s sits clumsily into his lap and wraps his arms around Cris’ necks before pressing his lips against Cris’ and forcing his tongue down Cris’ throat. Cris lets out a strangled moan as he hears the rest of the boys wolf whistle before tangling his fingers in Wayne’s hair and kissing back with fervor.
Wayne pulls back and whispers hotly in his ear, “Your hot when your jealous.”