Where the wind whispers

Title: 5 Drabbles Various Pairings/Teams
Characters: Steven Gerrard/Jamie Carragher; David Villa/Lionel Messi; Xavi/Cesc Fabregas; Daniel Agger/Martin Skrtel; Luis Suarez/Dirk Kuyt
Rating: PG to heavy R
Words: 143/148/96/82/131
A/N: for my precious spartan_muse who I adore very muchly. <3 I hope you feel better bb, and if this fic helps, then yay. If not I’m still here to give you *hugs* *HUGS*

Pairing: Stevie/Jamie
Rating: PG

“I’m mad at you.”

They are the first thing Jamie says that morning when Steven arrives at training. For half a minute, Steven thinks he’s talking to someone else, but there is hardly anyone else arrived yet. That fact does not stop him from looking over his shoulder, looking back, and pointing to himself saying ‘me’? Jamie rolls his eyes, crosses his arms, and nods.

“Yes you, twat. I’m mad at you.”

“Why?” Steven felt compelled to ask. Blunt Carra was one thing, but angry Carra—angry at him? That wasn’t right.

“You’ve not played in so long. I’m mad cause I’m tired of wearing this,” Jamie threw the armband into Steven’s path, “when you should be wearing it.”

Steven picked up the armband and looked up at Jamie. He had to swallow through a sudden thickness in his throat.

“Welcome back Captain.”


Pairing: Villa/Messi
Rating: PG-13

Leo isn’t sure what to do now that they have fucked and are resting afterwards. He thinks that David has gone to sleep, but he can’t be sure. All he hears is steady breathing and he’s far too shy and nervous to look over for fear of seeing those dark eyes. He swallows and isn’t sure if David wants him to stay or if he should go. He knows he should go, he tells himself immediately after he considers the possibility of staying.

For that reason, he makes to slide out of bed but a sudden strong arm wrapped around his middle stops him. He swallows his nerves and David pulls him into his body.

“I don’t want you to leave yet.” David says and it’s a quiet tone. Leo simply nods and settles back into the strong muscular body behind him. Maybe he could stay after all.


Pairing: Xavi/Cesc
Rating: HEAVY R

Cesc is different than the others, Xavi knows it but he isn’t quite sure how he does yet. For one thing Cesc isn’t as handsome as say, Villa, Victor, or himself for example. Cesc is rowdier, easier to make laugh than the others. And Cesc doesn’t flirt as successfully as Gerard or Victor can.

That doesn’t really matter to him much, though. Xavi doesn’t really mind at all how Cesc is different, only that he feels so delicious when he has his lips wrapped around Xavi’s cock and Xavi is running his fingers through his hair.


Pairing: Agger/Skrtel
Rating: R

The inked patterns are very familiar under his fingertips. He knows that the designs haven’t changed, perhaps a few more have been added, but they haven’t changed. That doesn’t stop him from tracing the patterns, first with his fingers, then with his kisses, and then with his tongue. The gasps he earns from Daniel sound like music to his ears.

He kisses, licks, and nibbles softly at Daniel’s skin and he loves when Daniel finally pulls him closer and kisses him breathless.


Pairing: Suarez/Kuyt
Rating: PG

Dirk wonders what Luis could possibly see in himself. He is fully aware that he isn’t the most handsome on the squad, or on the planet really. He is conscious of the fact he’s not the smartest or the most well-read. He understands he says things that aren’t appropriate and he’s a lot more than a little socially awkward. He understands these things and that’s why he wonders why Luis wants to hang around and spend time with him.

Luis takes his hand and kisses him softly. He tells him something that he doesn’t understand in Spanish and pulls him into a hug. Dirk hugs him back, a soft blush in his cheeks, and he asks what did Luis mean. Luis pulls back and smiles again.

“You are perfect to me.”