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2minsforslashingTitle: Pain 1/?
Pairing: Marc-Edouard Vlasic/Rob Blake
Team: San Jose Sharks
Rating: PG-13
Pickles POV
A/N: Blakey got hurt last night, (wow at how things make me have ideas...) and Pickles is his defensive partner. (hahaha). It is a little crazy...
OHMYGOD, the cut hates me.
Pairing: Marc-Edouard Vlasic/Rob Blake
Team: San Jose Sharks
Rating: PG-13
Pickles POV
A/N: Blakey got hurt last night, (wow at how things make me have ideas...) and Pickles is his defensive partner. (hahaha). It is a little crazy...
OHMYGOD, the cut hates me.
"Blakey, just hold the damn ice pack there..." He grunted and looked at me. "I'm not your mom!"
"Well, obviously you aren't. I'm 18 years OLDER than you."
We both started cracking up, "Not in that sense, silly. I meant like..taking care of you..." I couldn't finish, stumbling over my words and with his eyes looking at me, I understood why.
"Shhh." He said, putting a finger to my lips. He clamped my hand and put it to his face, scrunching up his face as if he was biting back the pain.
"Bla-"
He took my hand and placed it on his chest; and pulling me into him, held me tight against his warm body. Thoughts racing through my head, I inclined my lips to his mouth, but he turned.
"You're so young..." He whispered.
"AND YOU'RE SO OLD!" I said, smiling.
"Hahhh. Oh Pickles."
"What?"
"You're so funny." He tried to laughing, but stopped and held a palm to the right side of his face.
"How much does it hurt?"
"I've had worse," He managed to say, still gently massaging the bruised area. He closed his eyelids briefly. "Not enough."
"Not enough?" I questioned.
"Sacrificing the body is part of the job, young one."
"Yeah it is, but don't scare me like that next time. I thought I was gonna have to spend the night sleeping next to you in the hospital!"
"Sleeping next to me? The floor always works too."
"It's not warm like you are..." I turned my head to the side and bit my tongue.
"Pickles..." I couldn't look at him. "Pickles come on, look at me. Tell me what you mean by that." As if I could tell him, let alone look at him.
With weary hands, he turned my chin up to his face and brushed against it. It didn't feel rough at all, but smooth.
"I-I meant like um...uuugh." He softly kissed my neck and placed his hands on my collarbone. He looked in my eyes for an answer. "Don't stop..."
He ran his lips down my neck, biting numbly like a newborn kitten. The lower his mouth got to my chest, the more chills that got sent through my body.
He pulled off my shirt and continued on. It felt like sweet indulgence, and not the kind a girl can give you.
His hands had shifted lower down my torso and were resting on my abs. I could feel the pouding from my heart leave me and reach out to his hands. He didn't flinch, looking up at my glazed eyes.
"You ever been with a guy before?" He asked me.
"I want to be with you..." I whispered just audibly enough for him to hear.
I Decided now would be a good time to shower, having missed taking one after all the post game madness and worrying about Rob.
~~
I stepped out of the scolding shower and onto the fuzzy bathmat. He walked into view of the open door and stood there.
"Will your wife mind me staying the night?" I said to him.
"While you were in the shower, I told her I had a teammate over, and she nodded her head and promptly left."
"I take it you've done this before?" I said without any real thought to why I did. "I mean, um like, she left, just like that?"
"Done what before?" He cocked his head sideways.
"I..uh. nothing. um..."
"Yeah know, you never did tell me what you meant by sleeping with me."
" I feel attached to you. I can't describe it, maybe it comes from being paired up with you, I don't know. I just...want you in a way that I shouldn't."
"You're saying you want to be with me?"
"Well, yes. I, No, I-I don't know. This is all so weird to me. I should just..."
His eyes silenced me and my racing words. He motioned his hands in his direction, calling me to him. I walked into his open arms and he nudged the top of my head.
"Stop worrying."
He pushed my wet hair off my face and kissed me.
"Well, obviously you aren't. I'm 18 years OLDER than you."
We both started cracking up, "Not in that sense, silly. I meant like..taking care of you..." I couldn't finish, stumbling over my words and with his eyes looking at me, I understood why.
"Shhh." He said, putting a finger to my lips. He clamped my hand and put it to his face, scrunching up his face as if he was biting back the pain.
"Bla-"
He took my hand and placed it on his chest; and pulling me into him, held me tight against his warm body. Thoughts racing through my head, I inclined my lips to his mouth, but he turned.
"You're so young..." He whispered.
"AND YOU'RE SO OLD!" I said, smiling.
"Hahhh. Oh Pickles."
"What?"
"You're so funny." He tried to laughing, but stopped and held a palm to the right side of his face.
"How much does it hurt?"
"I've had worse," He managed to say, still gently massaging the bruised area. He closed his eyelids briefly. "Not enough."
"Not enough?" I questioned.
"Sacrificing the body is part of the job, young one."
"Yeah it is, but don't scare me like that next time. I thought I was gonna have to spend the night sleeping next to you in the hospital!"
"Sleeping next to me? The floor always works too."
"It's not warm like you are..." I turned my head to the side and bit my tongue.
"Pickles..." I couldn't look at him. "Pickles come on, look at me. Tell me what you mean by that." As if I could tell him, let alone look at him.
With weary hands, he turned my chin up to his face and brushed against it. It didn't feel rough at all, but smooth.
"I-I meant like um...uuugh." He softly kissed my neck and placed his hands on my collarbone. He looked in my eyes for an answer. "Don't stop..."
He ran his lips down my neck, biting numbly like a newborn kitten. The lower his mouth got to my chest, the more chills that got sent through my body.
He pulled off my shirt and continued on. It felt like sweet indulgence, and not the kind a girl can give you.
His hands had shifted lower down my torso and were resting on my abs. I could feel the pouding from my heart leave me and reach out to his hands. He didn't flinch, looking up at my glazed eyes.
"You ever been with a guy before?" He asked me.
"I want to be with you..." I whispered just audibly enough for him to hear.
I Decided now would be a good time to shower, having missed taking one after all the post game madness and worrying about Rob.
~~
I stepped out of the scolding shower and onto the fuzzy bathmat. He walked into view of the open door and stood there.
"Will your wife mind me staying the night?" I said to him.
"While you were in the shower, I told her I had a teammate over, and she nodded her head and promptly left."
"I take it you've done this before?" I said without any real thought to why I did. "I mean, um like, she left, just like that?"
"Done what before?" He cocked his head sideways.
"I..uh. nothing. um..."
"Yeah know, you never did tell me what you meant by sleeping with me."
" I feel attached to you. I can't describe it, maybe it comes from being paired up with you, I don't know. I just...want you in a way that I shouldn't."
"You're saying you want to be with me?"
"Well, yes. I, No, I-I don't know. This is all so weird to me. I should just..."
His eyes silenced me and my racing words. He motioned his hands in his direction, calling me to him. I walked into his open arms and he nudged the top of my head.
"Stop worrying."
He pushed my wet hair off my face and kissed me.
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Date: 2009-01-17 05:15 am (UTC)ANYWAY, point is, with all of that baggage that I have when it comes to Pickles? This? Makes me love and him and want to protect him and pinch his little Benjamin Button cheeks and take him home with me.
So KUDOS to you times infinity! I hope there is more! A little crazy or not!
<3
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Date: 2009-01-17 06:44 am (UTC)yay, that makes me want to write more now.
thank you! <3
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Date: 2009-01-17 06:02 am (UTC)Ugh... Now I feel like I should post something teal-related tonight! You guys... you will be the death of me. No fair: I'm only halfway done with the chapter and it needs to be beta'd!
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Date: 2009-01-17 06:46 am (UTC)i can't wait for it when it is finished. ;D
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Date: 2009-01-17 06:56 am (UTC)Haha, and their ages... which made me laugh by the way :)
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Date: 2009-01-17 07:02 am (UTC)haha, their ages a bit screwy. like, you'd never think of it working that way. ;]
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Date: 2009-01-18 02:57 am (UTC)I hope there is more Pickels/Blakey because I really like it.