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bluetears07) wrote2010-07-20 03:58 pm
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Football PDA--The Best Kind!
Title: Public Displays of Affection
Paring: Miroslav Klose/Lukas Podolski
Summary: Lukas is very affectionate, especially toward Miro.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don’t know them.
AN: Originally for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
footballkink. Yes, no longer anon...
Every match it always starts out innocently. A fist bump here, an ecstatic high five there. Sometimes even a shouted endearment in Polish when one calls to the other across the pitch. But when the goals keep coming it escalates and Miroslav ends up with a near body slam and an armful of euphoric Lukas. There are times when Miroslav doesn’t quite know how to respond to the shower of affection, usually he opts for being the passive recipient, more controlled with simply a smile. The younger man pounces, screaming in Miroslav’s ear and pressing frantic kisses to the side of his neck. Warm hands grasping and pulling at skin and fabric—wanting to be closer, inside one another—until play resumes and Lukas pulls away with his usual megawatt grin.
Occasionally there will be a delay in Lukas’ reaction, a pause for the rest of the team to congratulate Miroslav first. But then, at the very end, he comes sauntering over with a soft smile and big blue eyes. Arms extended, Lukas drags Miroslav into a long, lingering hug. The contact is more subdued, intimate and revealing—nothing like the outbursts of adrenaline that initiate the proverbial man-pile.
In the locker room at halftime Lukas is always there, right along side Miroslav.
When they are behind, he slides up next to the older man. Their hands find one another quickly and tangle together. Lukas massages patterns into the muscles of Miroslav’s palm. Miroslav moves to the edge of the bench and angles his body to shield the contact from the rest of the team while retaining his composure and focusing on Jogi. Lukas is too absorbed in the touch, too anxious to listen and relies on Miroslav to tell him the plan for the second half when they get back on the pitch. It’s the only way he knows how to cope with the time bomb of another forty-five minutes to find the net.
When they are tied, Lukas settles down bedside Miroslav. His back is a little straighter and he keeps his hands to himself. Lukas presses as close to the older man as possible, ensuring contact from rounded shoulder to thigh. The heat coming off Miroslav is enough to calm the jittering sensation in the pit of his stomach. Lukas listens closely to every word.
When they are leading, Lukas is practically in Miroslav’s lap. His face is a permanent grin, eyes alight and full of laughter. The joy is contagious and Miroslav can feel the corners of his mouth pulling up in a small smile. Miroslav relaxes against Lukas, leaning back a little. He slides an arm around the younger man’s waist, fingertips brushing up under the other’s kit to skim along hipbones. Lukas laughs into the juncture of Miroslav’s neck and shoulder when Bastian comments on Jogi’s ‘brilliantly matched’ sweater and scarf combo this evening. With one arm hooked around Miroslav’s neck, Lukas watches Jogi speaking but does not hear a thing.
On the bus rides back to the hotel Miroslav is reminded of how much younger Lukas really is—the way his face opens as he snuggles close to the older man. Lukas’ hair is still damp from the shower and sticking up in all different directions. Miroslav can hear the low beat of some Polish rap blaring from the earbuds haphazardly jammed in Lukas’ ears. He carefully moves his arm to wrap it around Lukas’ shoulders, pulling him a bit closer. Lukas fidgets in his seat, twisting around to use the other as a human pillow. Miroslav smiles to himself when he feels a warm hand splay across his chest, fingertips curling around the collar of his warm-up. Miroslav turns and presses a kiss to the side of Lukas’ sleeping head.
“You too, Mirek.”
Paring: Miroslav Klose/Lukas Podolski
Summary: Lukas is very affectionate, especially toward Miro.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don’t know them.
AN: Originally for
footballkink. Yes, no longer anon...Public Displays of Affection
Every match it always starts out innocently. A fist bump here, an ecstatic high five there. Sometimes even a shouted endearment in Polish when one calls to the other across the pitch. But when the goals keep coming it escalates and Miroslav ends up with a near body slam and an armful of euphoric Lukas. There are times when Miroslav doesn’t quite know how to respond to the shower of affection, usually he opts for being the passive recipient, more controlled with simply a smile. The younger man pounces, screaming in Miroslav’s ear and pressing frantic kisses to the side of his neck. Warm hands grasping and pulling at skin and fabric—wanting to be closer, inside one another—until play resumes and Lukas pulls away with his usual megawatt grin.
Occasionally there will be a delay in Lukas’ reaction, a pause for the rest of the team to congratulate Miroslav first. But then, at the very end, he comes sauntering over with a soft smile and big blue eyes. Arms extended, Lukas drags Miroslav into a long, lingering hug. The contact is more subdued, intimate and revealing—nothing like the outbursts of adrenaline that initiate the proverbial man-pile.
In the locker room at halftime Lukas is always there, right along side Miroslav.
When they are behind, he slides up next to the older man. Their hands find one another quickly and tangle together. Lukas massages patterns into the muscles of Miroslav’s palm. Miroslav moves to the edge of the bench and angles his body to shield the contact from the rest of the team while retaining his composure and focusing on Jogi. Lukas is too absorbed in the touch, too anxious to listen and relies on Miroslav to tell him the plan for the second half when they get back on the pitch. It’s the only way he knows how to cope with the time bomb of another forty-five minutes to find the net.
When they are tied, Lukas settles down bedside Miroslav. His back is a little straighter and he keeps his hands to himself. Lukas presses as close to the older man as possible, ensuring contact from rounded shoulder to thigh. The heat coming off Miroslav is enough to calm the jittering sensation in the pit of his stomach. Lukas listens closely to every word.
When they are leading, Lukas is practically in Miroslav’s lap. His face is a permanent grin, eyes alight and full of laughter. The joy is contagious and Miroslav can feel the corners of his mouth pulling up in a small smile. Miroslav relaxes against Lukas, leaning back a little. He slides an arm around the younger man’s waist, fingertips brushing up under the other’s kit to skim along hipbones. Lukas laughs into the juncture of Miroslav’s neck and shoulder when Bastian comments on Jogi’s ‘brilliantly matched’ sweater and scarf combo this evening. With one arm hooked around Miroslav’s neck, Lukas watches Jogi speaking but does not hear a thing.
On the bus rides back to the hotel Miroslav is reminded of how much younger Lukas really is—the way his face opens as he snuggles close to the older man. Lukas’ hair is still damp from the shower and sticking up in all different directions. Miroslav can hear the low beat of some Polish rap blaring from the earbuds haphazardly jammed in Lukas’ ears. He carefully moves his arm to wrap it around Lukas’ shoulders, pulling him a bit closer. Lukas fidgets in his seat, twisting around to use the other as a human pillow. Miroslav smiles to himself when he feels a warm hand splay across his chest, fingertips curling around the collar of his warm-up. Miroslav turns and presses a kiss to the side of Lukas’ sleeping head.
“You too, Mirek.”
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Also, I must say that I read your Polish OTP fics recently (need to still review) and they are quite wonderful! :D Really! I really like your Lukas, he's very interesting. Are you going to write any more?
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(Aw...wait, NOPE! The last time was for a Schneider/Vidal's "Bridge Among..." circa 2009! LOL²!)
They're part of the Classic Big Four (Ballack, Frings, Klose, Podolski) so I have to keep goin' on with them =)
Why you really like my Lukas?
I read many Lukas of many authors and they're so nice actually... =) *blushes*
Very glad you like my work with Polish OTP ... it's worth to see a 4-year work finally being recognized XD.
Frieden frieden!Peace!