Fic: Birthday Surprise
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2minsforslashingTitle: Birthday Surprise
Author: Dee
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Sure, I own them. If you believe that, I have a goalie tied up in my spare room. In other words, not mine. No matter how much I wish they were.
Pairing: Henrik Zetterberg/Pavel Datsyuk (Detroit Red Wings)
Summary: Henrik get’s a surprise for his birthday.
Author’s Notes: Happy Birthday to Hank! He’s 27 today and I managed to get this done before midnight! (with time to spare!) For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mistokath13 and nerfgunqueen, both of you poked and prodded – and didn’t threaten to kill me when I said “I don’t want to write smut”. Thank you. Both of you. X-posted to hockeychallege.
The room was silent and dark.
“Pav?”
Nothing. Henrik listened as his voice echoed off of the walls and bounced back to his ears. His house was empty. And that was the last thing Henrik wanted on his birthday. True, he didn’t want a house full of people, he only wanted his lover. And said lover had told him earlier that he’d be there after practice. But he wasn’t. And Henrik’s house was deathly silent.
“Pav?” he called out again and started toward his bedroom, wondering if maybe his lover was taking a shower.
“Here,” came the reply in Pavel’s thick Russian accent. “I here. What took so long?”
“Traffic,” Henrik answered as he stepped into the bedroom and froze. “What are you doing?”
“I make you birthday present. You like naked Russian?”
“I love naked Russian,” he whispered as his feet finally started to move toward the bed. “But I love you no matter what.”
“I sorry you get present late,” Pavel said with a soft smile. “But now we have all night.”
“All night?” Henrik repeated as he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked down the length of Pavel’s body. “A bow?”
“Bow,” he laughed and reached for Henrik’s hand. “You need present to open on birthday.”
Henrik’s laughter joined Pavel’s. “And the bow is blue and yellow?”
“Yes. For Sweden. You from there, that make me proud to wear those colors.” Pavel shrugged. “You not like bow?”
“I love the bow. And I like what the bow’s tied around but where did you find the bow?”
Pavel grinned evilly. “I cut up your jersey.”
The sudden silence was deafening.
“You did what?”
“I cut up jersey. Make bow and tie it around my dick.” Pavel tilted his head thoughtfully. “You not like it?”
Henrik swallowed heavily. “You cut up my jersey?”
Pavel nodded.
“You cut up my jersey?” he asked again.
Pavel started to laugh. “Of course not. I never do that.” He ran his hand down his chest and ghosted his fingers along the bow, moaning softly. “I tell Nick I throw away his old shirt but instead I cut it up.”
“You’re something else,” Henrik laughed and leaned down, kissing his lover deeply. “Never change.”
“Never. You unwrap present now?”
“Of course,” Henrik grinned and shifted, grabbing the edge of the bow with his teeth.
“Wait! I your present,” Pavel gasped as Henrik’s tongue glided up the underside of his erection. “I do that to you.”
“No,” Henrik laughed. “It’s my birthday and I get what I want. And this is exactly what I want.” He tugged at the cloth and smiled as it fell onto Pavel’s thigh.
Henrik was sure this was the best birthday present he had ever received. And he was going to enjoy it. After all, it was still his birthday for another three hours.
~~End~~
Author: Dee
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Sure, I own them. If you believe that, I have a goalie tied up in my spare room. In other words, not mine. No matter how much I wish they were.
Pairing: Henrik Zetterberg/Pavel Datsyuk (Detroit Red Wings)
Summary: Henrik get’s a surprise for his birthday.
Author’s Notes: Happy Birthday to Hank! He’s 27 today and I managed to get this done before midnight! (with time to spare!) For
mistokath13 and nerfgunqueen, both of you poked and prodded – and didn’t threaten to kill me when I said “I don’t want to write smut”. Thank you. Both of you. X-posted to hockeychallege.The room was silent and dark.
“Pav?”
Nothing. Henrik listened as his voice echoed off of the walls and bounced back to his ears. His house was empty. And that was the last thing Henrik wanted on his birthday. True, he didn’t want a house full of people, he only wanted his lover. And said lover had told him earlier that he’d be there after practice. But he wasn’t. And Henrik’s house was deathly silent.
“Pav?” he called out again and started toward his bedroom, wondering if maybe his lover was taking a shower.
“Here,” came the reply in Pavel’s thick Russian accent. “I here. What took so long?”
“Traffic,” Henrik answered as he stepped into the bedroom and froze. “What are you doing?”
“I make you birthday present. You like naked Russian?”
“I love naked Russian,” he whispered as his feet finally started to move toward the bed. “But I love you no matter what.”
“I sorry you get present late,” Pavel said with a soft smile. “But now we have all night.”
“All night?” Henrik repeated as he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked down the length of Pavel’s body. “A bow?”
“Bow,” he laughed and reached for Henrik’s hand. “You need present to open on birthday.”
Henrik’s laughter joined Pavel’s. “And the bow is blue and yellow?”
“Yes. For Sweden. You from there, that make me proud to wear those colors.” Pavel shrugged. “You not like bow?”
“I love the bow. And I like what the bow’s tied around but where did you find the bow?”
Pavel grinned evilly. “I cut up your jersey.”
The sudden silence was deafening.
“You did what?”
“I cut up jersey. Make bow and tie it around my dick.” Pavel tilted his head thoughtfully. “You not like it?”
Henrik swallowed heavily. “You cut up my jersey?”
Pavel nodded.
“You cut up my jersey?” he asked again.
Pavel started to laugh. “Of course not. I never do that.” He ran his hand down his chest and ghosted his fingers along the bow, moaning softly. “I tell Nick I throw away his old shirt but instead I cut it up.”
“You’re something else,” Henrik laughed and leaned down, kissing his lover deeply. “Never change.”
“Never. You unwrap present now?”
“Of course,” Henrik grinned and shifted, grabbing the edge of the bow with his teeth.
“Wait! I your present,” Pavel gasped as Henrik’s tongue glided up the underside of his erection. “I do that to you.”
“No,” Henrik laughed. “It’s my birthday and I get what I want. And this is exactly what I want.” He tugged at the cloth and smiled as it fell onto Pavel’s thigh.
Henrik was sure this was the best birthday present he had ever received. And he was going to enjoy it. After all, it was still his birthday for another three hours.
~~End~~
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