Flyers Fic
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PAIRING(S): Mike Richards/Jeff Carter/Joffrey Lupul, Joffrey Lupul/Scottie Upshall
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: 100% fiction, except for the part about January 1st being Jeff's birthday.
WARNING(S): Slash, language, and bastard!Scottie mixed in with jealous!Scottie (jeez, is that really a warning? lol)
SUMMARY: Mike forgot Jeff's birthday so he lets Jeff decide how Mike can make it up to him. Scottie ruins the fun, a little, and then Scottie gets jealous.
CREDIT: Another conversation with
tinydancermags because we really need yet another series. Stupid bunnies.AUTHOR'S NOTES: Chapter 2 of the story. Second part kinda trails off...maybe...I don't know. Just ENJOY! :) *Not edited.
Scottie's voice had died out and three naked bodies remained still. Had Scottie actually meant it when he said he would come over? Most likely yes. Everyone knew that the winger kept Joff close by his side, almost never going anywhere without him. It wasn't a matter of being overprotective, but rather caring for his best friend and seeing that no one fucked with him. That, and it was possible he was madly in love with Joff and just wouldn't admit it.
All three jumped when a cell phone started ringing in the other room. It was Joff's, settled in the pocket of his coat, which was in the living room.
"God, Joff, he's a mad-man!"
Joff rolled his eyes and sighed. "You have no idea..."
The cell phone stopped ringing, a beep going off indicating a new voicemail, and they wondered if that was it. And it was. No more phone calls interrupted them.
"This is fucking ridiculous," Jeff growled, sitting up on his knees and glaring at anyone who was looking. He was frustrated, pissed off, annoyed that Scottie killed his erection. But then Jeff remembered, Joff was here, with him, with Richie, not with Scottie. Joff was here, naked, turned on, in his bed and not home with Scottie. The glare turned into an evil grin and suddenly, Joff found himself on his back again, pinned to the bed by a now very aroused Jeff.
"Fuck Upshall. You're here with me and Richie right now." There was a predatory glint in his eyes, one Joff was sure he never before. Scottie gave him one all the time, but coming from Jeff, well, that was a whole new thing.
Jeff ducked his head and kissed Joff's chest, licking at a nipple, drawing out a moan from winger. He ran his hands all over the spots where his lips trailed and soon settled in between Joff's legs. The winger stared at him, eyes wide, filled with want and need and a pure ache to be touched. Jeff could only give in to that look, mouth going down to capture Joff's hard, weeping cock in his mouth.
"Oh, fuck!" The hot, wet sensation back on his cock felt so good. He didn't expect Jeff to do it. And when Jeff kept doing it, licking his entire shaft before taking him fully back into his mouth, Joff moaned loudly and bucked his hips. "Fuck, Jeff, yeah, so good..."
Mike sat on the bed, hard again, staring at his lover and teammate. He started stroking himself, slowly, drawing out the pleasure, catching a moan deep in his throat as he watched Joff fuck Jeff's mouth. The moans mixed together, no one knowing which came from who. As Mike closed his eyes, leaned his head back, bringing himself closer to an orgasm, he suddenly felt a pair of hands grab him by the shoulders and push him to his hands and knees.
"Suck him again," a voice demanded in his ear, low and hoarse and Mike was sure he was going to come right there if that hot breath didn't leave. "Suck him again, like you did before, and I'm gonna fuck you. Hard."
Mike looked at Joff, eyes connecting immediately, and crawled his way up the winger's body to press their lips together. A tongue darted out, Joff capturing it in his mouth, sucking on it, showing Mike what he wanted him to do to his cock. Mike felt warm hands grab his ass, squeezing, extorting a moan, and breaking the kiss he settled back to be face-to-face with Joff's cock.
A cold liquid seeped down between his cheeks and soon two fingers entered him, Jeff pulling his fingers in and out to prepare the captain.
"Oh, yeah!" Mike pushed back against the fingers, a third one entered as well, and started to kiss Joff's thighs. He licked, sucked, nibbled, attacking one spot dangerously close to his member. Mike was sure that would leave a mark, as it slowly reddened. He placed a soft kiss to soothe it, Joff literally whimpering at the long wait of lost contact.
"Richie, please? Now?"
The captain stared up at the winger and smirked. As he slowly ran his fingers up and down the stiff cock in front of him, his mouth dropped open and he was suddenly caught, a tease turning into something more as Jeff entered his ass and gave a hard thrust.
"Do it, Richie. Fuckin' do it now." Jeff continued to thrust in and out of his lover, watching Mike take Joff fully into his mouth, a fist capturing the rest. "Oh yeah, so fuckin' hot."
Joff bucked his hips, fucking Mike's mouth, moaning out the captain's name. His fingers found their way tangled in his hair, pulling, urging him to take him deeper. He could feel Mike's throat, feel his muscles clenching, and watching Jeff fuck him had to the hottest thing next to Scottie doing the same thing to him.
"Oh, Richie, so close. Fuck yeah, don't stop....Fuck!" Joff was breathing harder now, eyes connecting with Jeff's face as he watched small beads of sweat rolling down his face. He watched him pull out, push back in hard, pull out again and push back in even harder. Mike was moaning and the vibrations were surrounding his cock, one after another, and soon Joff couldn't take it any longer.
"Richie! Oh FUCK!" Semen shot down Richie's throat, Joff's body shaking as his orgasm ripped through him. When Jeff wrapped around and grabbed the captain's cock, jerking him to match his own rhythm, Mike was coming next, his hot seed hitting the sheets and Joff's legs. Both were panting, both were spent, now tired.
Jeff gave one final thrust and he was coming too, filling Mike, finger digging into his hips. He threw his head back, howling out both their names. Mike could feel him, almost feel his orgasm, and when Jeff pulled out hands were grabbing at him again, only this time to pull him close against his chest.
"Mmm..." Jeff nuzzled his nose against Mike's ear and kissed his cheek. "Amazing birthday present ever." He beamed a smile at the two and settled back with a satisfied sigh.
"Good, I'm glad." Mike kissed Jeff lovingly, almost forgetting about Joff still sprawled out on the bed. He turned to look a him, resting his head under Jeff's chin. "You should - " Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Mike's eyes went wide. "It can't be." Pause. "Can it?"
"I really fuckin' think it can." Joff was off the bed in less than a second and started pulling clothes on. Whether they were his or not, he pulled a shirt on over his head and snapped the button on the jeans. Grabbing his socks, he headed for the bedroom door as Mike and Jeff were doing the same.
Mike walked up to the door hesitantly, almost afraid to answer it. He knew if it really was Scottie standing on the other side, most likely upset and pissed off, the bastard wouldn't go away until he was standing in front of Joff and able to touch him. The knocking hadn't continued and when Mike looked through the peep hole, a angered look appeared on his face.
"It's a fuckin' pizza." He turned the lock and swung open the door.
"Pizza?" Joff was confused. "You guys ordered pizza?" Jeff rubbed his forehead, sighing as he shook his head no. He didn't even have to be told. He already knew what was going on.
"You guys deliver this late?" Mike grabbed the pizza from the delivery guy, who shrugged his shoulders in response to the question. When Mike started digging through his pockets to find money, the kid held up his hand to refuse any cash.
"It's already been taking care of. There's a note on the top. Have a good night." And with that, the guy got in his car and left. Mike turned and shut the door, locking it back up. Jeff grabbed the note on top of the pizza box and read it out loud.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Here's a pizza to enjoy. Scottie. PS, please send Joff home as soon as you're done. Thanks."
**********
Joff quietly opened the door to his condo and slipped in. After locking it just as quietly, he began tip-toeing back to his bedroom, hoping Scottie had gone back to sleep and wouldn't hear him.
"Joff." Unfortunately, he hadn't. A light was turned on in the living room and Joff was suddenly pushed up against the wall. Scottie was in his face, sniffing him, hands roaming all over his body looking for something.
"Scottie, what the fuck are you doing?"
Scottie looked up at Joff and stopped his assault. He stepped back for a moment, surveying the scene in front of him.
"I know you went over there," he stated, matter-of-factly. "I also know what you did."
"What are you talking about?" Joff was trying to play it cool. If he let Scottie find out that Jeff's mouth was on in, or that Jeff came while watching Mike suck him off, he knew he would be dealing with a very pissed off Scottie. It was just too late for that right now.
"I can smell it, Joff. I can smell their hands and mouths and everything all over you. You're even wearing one of Richie's shirts." Scottie looked almost hurt. Did he really feel jealous that someone else was touching Joff? Or maybe it was because Scottie hadn't been invited. The latter was usually the case.
Joff didn't know whether to be excited or enraged on how Scottie was acting. Instead, he just shook his head and walked off towards the bathroom. He could hear things being messed around with in the living room and soon Scottie was talking, obviously on the phone with someone. He was pretty sure it was Mike.
"I know what you fuckin' did to him!" Yep, definitely Mike. Joff rolled his eyes and pulled the tee shirt he had on over his head. He tossed it towards the hamper that sat in a corner and turned to look in the mirror. He looked spent, as obviously as he was, and turning his chin he noticed a small hickey forming on his neck.
Shit. He was pretty sure he could convince Scottie that he had given it to him, as long as he didn't see it till morning. Joff pondered the thought, and before turning the handle to run the water in the sink, Scottie's voice caught him off guard.
"Don't touch my Joff!"
Joff's eyes went wide. Did Scottie just say that? Joff slipped off his pants and pulled a bathrobe on. Peering out of the bathroom, he looked down the small hallway and at Scottie. The winger was walking around, pacing the floor, before he finally let out a "Hmpff!" into the telephone and threw it down on the couch. It appeared that Scottie Upshall was literally throwing a hissy fit.
The pacing stopped when Scottie noticed he was being watched, and when their eyes connected and Scottie tensed, Joff couldn't help but slowly start to smile.
"So," he began, walking out of the bathroom and approaching Scottie. "Since when am I yours?"
Scottie's eyes widened at the question. He didn't think Joff heard him. "Shit."
"Exactly, Scottie, shit." Joff backed him up against the wall, roles reversing from earlier. "You have a lot of explaining to do."
Scottie suddenly felt himself trapped. He had it all planned out. Question Joff, make Joff squirm, and then fuck Joff so he forgets about everything. Apparently, his plan wasn't working.
Joff started to laugh, almost maliciously, and smiled at Scottie. "I knew it." And letting the robe slip from his body, the item dropping to floor, Joff started walking to his bedroom. He cast a glance over his shoulder at Scottie, licked his lips, and then disappeared. Scottie followed, hastily. Looked like part three of his plan would actually happen after all
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Date: 2009-01-29 07:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-29 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-29 07:58 pm (UTC)Anyways, back to my comment.. don't mind me.. I'm just rambling. So yeah basically, from your stories I've fallen in love with Scottie and Joff and they're basically one of my favorite pairings to read about now, so thank you for that! I just love the way you write them. Its all so perfect. And oh yeah, this was so hot. Jealous Scottie is amazing. Heh. :D
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Date: 2009-01-29 08:07 pm (UTC)Ok, I won't tell anyone that you watch the Flyers. Really, I don't understand why anyone wouldn't want to watch these boys? Idk, maybe that's just me. Anyway. Scottie is fuckin' gorgeous and I'm sure he would be proud if he knew he was the first step of your some-what transformation hehe ;) Lol! I'm glad tho that you going to hell is worth reading Flyers fics (ok, that shouldn't be something to be happy about, sorry lol).
Scottie and Joff = love. Happy I can please and help with your satisfaction ;) And thanks! Writing them just comes very natural to me. Very, very glad you like it.
Don't worry, I don't mind the rambling :) Lol Again, glad you read my stories. It's always nice to hear that.
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Date: 2009-01-29 08:26 pm (UTC)I really really really hope you write more Scottie/Joff soon. I think I've become addicted. Shit. That is BAD. lmao.
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Date: 2009-01-29 08:47 pm (UTC)I've got a lot of Scottie/Joff already written and have tons of ideas for more, trust me, more will come soon :) Oh, I'm not sure which fics you've read...I can email u ones that you haven't. Send me a message, or IM me if you.
And really, we (and I say we because tinydancermags, my PiC, will agree) have ways to control the addiction. Lol it's not bad ;)
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Date: 2009-01-29 09:04 pm (UTC)hfgsjhfgsd. I feel spoiled. I'll send an IM your way, whats your SN? Or you can just reach me at mine @ mandaxcore bby [lame, I know. whatever. haha.]
You guys better, cause I'm pretty sure I might go into withdrawls. Hahaha. Okay maybe thats a little overdramatic, but still.. you get my point, no?
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Date: 2009-01-30 01:18 pm (UTC)You can IM me at kjorangenine
I'm always around :)
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Date: 2009-01-29 09:23 pm (UTC)OMG what are you talking about?? We're not in control, we're slaves to the bunnies!!!Oh, yeah. We totally have it under control. Piece of cake.
Road trip to hell! Woo! \o/
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Date: 2009-01-29 09:19 pm (UTC)Scottie is totally in love with Joffers. He should just suck it up and admit it already. :D
♥♥♥
(OMG WTF, I don't have a Jeff icon?! Must fix!!)
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