[identity profile] ovielove.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] 2minsforslashing
Title: Old Friends, New Beginnings
Pairing: Viktor Kozlov/Michael Nylander
Rating: R, I guess
Setting: No time like the present
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction - I own nobody and nobody owns me
Notes: A one-off because I don't really know the personalities of either of these guys - this was just a way for me to break through the obnoxious writers' block I'm dealing with as well as a means of welcoming my two newest boys. Comments and feedback appreciated because I'm still not sure I like how it turned out. Inspired by a brilliant idea from [profile] hockey_joy...


“Hey, you.”
 
“Hey yourself. How did I know I was going to be hearing from you?”
 
“You’re psychic, I guess.”
 
“Naturally.”
 
“Are...you okay to talk?”
 
“To you? Always.”
 
“You know what I mean.”
 
“She’s out.”
 
“Good. So you want to tell me what happened?”
 
“It was just...I don’t know. It wasn’t right.”
 
“Well, I could have told you that.”
 
“She wanted -”
 
“Don’t talk about her.”
 
“Sorry. We wanted to stay close by. It was just a better fit. And...”
 
“And...?”
 
“And you were there.”
 
“Ah, right. Now we get to the real reason.”
 
“Shut up.”
 
“It’s true, isn’t it?”
 
“...maybe.”
 
“Damn right.”
 
“So how are you?”
 
“Excited. Lonely. You?”
 
“Same. I can’t even remember the last time we were together.”
 
“Thanks, I’m glad it was so special.”
 
“Come on, you know I didn’t mean it that way.”
 
“You’re lucky I knew that. Of course, if you need reminding...”
 
“I may. What would you do if I did need reminding?”
 
“I could describe it for you.”
 
“Mmm...that might be necessary. Why don’t you give it a shot, see if it jogs my memory.”
 
[laughs] “I can do that. Let’s see...we were at the hotel. I answered the door wearing only a towel. I pulled you into the room and ripped your clothes off right away, before the door was even shut behind you.”
 
“Sounds...vaguely familiar. Then what?”
 
“Then I pressed you up against the wall...kissed you harder than you’ve ever been kissed...then moved to your neck...and down your chest.”
 
“God...that must have felt good.”
 
“You seemed to enjoy it, especially when my tongue slipped into your belly button before it moved lower...lower...”
 
“Yes...god, yes.”
 
“My mouth slipped over you, sucked you in, teasing you – I could feel you tensing up, you were so ready even before setting foot inside my room.”
 
“You know I was. Always.”
 
“I led you to the bed, got you all nice and ready for me.”
 
“Oh, god...then what?”
 
“You sure you can handle it?”
 
“No. Tell me anyway.”
 
“I slipped inside of you – god, you were so tight. I thought I would explode right there.”
 
“So that’s why your fingers were digging into my hips like that.”
 
“You do remember.”
 
[laughs] “Like I could forget. You thrusting so painfully, amazingly slowly, my muscles tightening around you. Your fingers found my dick and that was it, that’s all I needed.”
 
“You sent me over the edge, too – I couldn’t take it. You were just so hot. Still are. I can still feel you under my fingertips. I remember every inch of you.”
 
“Me too.” [pauses] “We were lucky, you know.”
 
“Why?”
 
“We were close enough that we could do that, meet more than just the eight times we played each other.”
 
“Oh, I played you more than eight times.”
 
“Mmm...I remember that too.”
 
“And now?”
 
“Now we get to live in the same city, finally. Can you believe it?”
 
“No. I keep thinking this is all a dream and I’ll wake up with you still in one place, me in another.”
 
“Well, open your eyes, babe – it’s real. It’s happening.”
 
“You pissed off a lot of people, you know.”
 
[sighs] “I know. I regret it, all of it.”
 
“All of it?”
 
“Well...not the final result.”
 
“I hope not.”
 
“I don’t! I’m excited.”
 
“What do you know about this new kid?”
 
“He’s pretty amazing. All of them are. There are a lot of great kids here.”
 
“I feel so old.”
 
“Hey, if you’re old what does that make me?”
 
“A hot older man.”
 
“Thanks.”
 
“Anytime.”
 
“Shit. I heard a car pull up, I think she’s home.”
 
“No, come on. Five more minutes.”
 
“I can’t, you know I can’t.”
 
“I know.”
 
“Hey – just a few more weeks and we’ll be there. Maybe I can help you look for an apartment.”
 
“Or test out new beds?”
 
[laughs] “That, too.”
 
[sighs] “I can’t wait.”
 
“Me neither. Okay, I have to go.”
 
“Fine.”
 
“A few more weeks, okay?”
 
“Fine.”
 
“Hey...”
 
“Yeah?”
 
“I love you, Viktor. I’ll see you soon.”
 
“Love you too, Mikey.”

Date: 2007-07-09 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mizsfrankie.livejournal.com
Yes its me again, lol, I cant resist your stuff, even when I dont even know what the guys look like, lol, But this was cute! ..ugh silly women always have to ruin a good thing huh? lol

Date: 2007-07-09 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skye-chan14.livejournal.com
Awwww. *flails* So cute with just a tad of angsty. ;-; Just what I needed on my birthday! ♥

Date: 2007-07-09 06:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] honeybee718.livejournal.com
Happy Birthday skye_chan ^.^

And amazing as always love. I don't know why you have doubts about it, cause it's awesome. Short and sweet. Not ruined with details, just strictly focusing on the conversation between them. I'm still envious of your writing. Is there going to be any more to you vinny story with hockey_joy?

Date: 2007-07-09 08:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skye-chan14.livejournal.com
Hee, I like that birthday present. XD Thanks! ♥

Date: 2007-07-09 08:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skye-chan14.livejournal.com
Aw, thanks! ♥

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