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Title: First Star
Rating: PG13
Involving: Jonathan Boutin, Jimmy Bonneau
Summary: First star means a proper celebration.
“Congrats.”
Jonathan whirled, slightly surprised by the voice behind him. When he saw it was Jimmy, surprise gave way to a combination of nervousness and pride.
“Thanks,” he mumbled, looking down at his feet. “You played really well too-“
He was stopped mid-sentence as Jimmy touched two fingers under his chin to lift his gaze. Jonathan was met with the sight of Jimmy smiling gently at him, eyes sparkling with amusement.
“I meant congrats on you getting first star, Jon.”
Jonathan blushed to the roots of his hair. He could still feel the tingling from where Jimmy had touched him.
--
He reached out tentatively to run his hand down Jimmy’s arm. His hand smoothed over Jimmy’s bicep, dipped into the crook of Jimmy’s elbow, and trailed down Jimmy’s forearm before pausing at the wrist. He hesitated, then removed his hand finger by finger until his palm brushed dark skin and then empty air.
“Sorry,” Jonathan whispered, his face flushing slightly. “It’s just…different.”
Jimmy smiled, his eyes warm and understanding. “Have a little faith in me.”
Jimmy reached over to palm Jonathan’s cheek gently and ran a thumb over Jon’s cheekbone, as if marveling over the milky skin. Jonathan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. For a moment, there was nothing, and his stomach twisted with nervous anticipation. Then warm soft lips covered his own, pressing him with a leisurely kiss that ended with a flicker of tongue at the edge of his mouth.
Jonathan’s lips instinctively parted, even though the kiss had ended, but before he could regain control and open his eyes, a second kiss began.
This one was hard, fast, and branding, and left Jonathan whimpering into Jimmy’s mouth, forgetting about the need to breathe as he only wanted more of Jimmy.
--
Title: Incentive
Rating: PG
“You’re playing a lot better these days.”
Jonathan reddened slightly and dropped his head, pretending to be absorbed with his pad buckles.
“Oh?” He mustered noncommittally.
“Yeah man. What’s your secret?”
“Uh, well, there isn’t one?” Jonathan mumbled, sliding his pads off, totally lying. “Maybe because I’m eating more strawberries lately?”
--
Brad held a chocolate covered strawberry just out of Jonathan’s reach.
“Nuh uh. You don’t get the last one, you let in a goal.”
“But…” Jonathan began. He fell silent when Brad gave him a warning look.
“I think this one goes to Vinny.”
Vinny, sitting next to Brad, shot Jonathan a smug grin. Jonathan blushed, glaring at Vinny from under lowered lashes.
“What did Vinny do?” he muttered, more out of habit than actual resentment.
“I was born,” Vinny teased. He dipped his head, carefully picking the strawberry from Brad’s fingers with his teeth.
“You can share with Vinny,” Brad suggested, smiling slightly. Jonathan looked over at Vinny eagerly, who pretended to think about it. After a minute of Jonathan’s pleading gaze, Vinny nodded.
Jonathan immediately tackled Vinny, biting off half the strawberry and kissing the older man fiercely. Brad watched, his eyes glinting. It was always fun watching his pets fight over the last piece.
Rating: PG13
Involving: Jonathan Boutin, Jimmy Bonneau
Summary: First star means a proper celebration.
“Congrats.”
Jonathan whirled, slightly surprised by the voice behind him. When he saw it was Jimmy, surprise gave way to a combination of nervousness and pride.
“Thanks,” he mumbled, looking down at his feet. “You played really well too-“
He was stopped mid-sentence as Jimmy touched two fingers under his chin to lift his gaze. Jonathan was met with the sight of Jimmy smiling gently at him, eyes sparkling with amusement.
“I meant congrats on you getting first star, Jon.”
Jonathan blushed to the roots of his hair. He could still feel the tingling from where Jimmy had touched him.
--
He reached out tentatively to run his hand down Jimmy’s arm. His hand smoothed over Jimmy’s bicep, dipped into the crook of Jimmy’s elbow, and trailed down Jimmy’s forearm before pausing at the wrist. He hesitated, then removed his hand finger by finger until his palm brushed dark skin and then empty air.
“Sorry,” Jonathan whispered, his face flushing slightly. “It’s just…different.”
Jimmy smiled, his eyes warm and understanding. “Have a little faith in me.”
Jimmy reached over to palm Jonathan’s cheek gently and ran a thumb over Jon’s cheekbone, as if marveling over the milky skin. Jonathan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. For a moment, there was nothing, and his stomach twisted with nervous anticipation. Then warm soft lips covered his own, pressing him with a leisurely kiss that ended with a flicker of tongue at the edge of his mouth.
Jonathan’s lips instinctively parted, even though the kiss had ended, but before he could regain control and open his eyes, a second kiss began.
This one was hard, fast, and branding, and left Jonathan whimpering into Jimmy’s mouth, forgetting about the need to breathe as he only wanted more of Jimmy.
--
Title: Incentive
Rating: PG
“You’re playing a lot better these days.”
Jonathan reddened slightly and dropped his head, pretending to be absorbed with his pad buckles.
“Oh?” He mustered noncommittally.
“Yeah man. What’s your secret?”
“Uh, well, there isn’t one?” Jonathan mumbled, sliding his pads off, totally lying. “Maybe because I’m eating more strawberries lately?”
--
Brad held a chocolate covered strawberry just out of Jonathan’s reach.
“Nuh uh. You don’t get the last one, you let in a goal.”
“But…” Jonathan began. He fell silent when Brad gave him a warning look.
“I think this one goes to Vinny.”
Vinny, sitting next to Brad, shot Jonathan a smug grin. Jonathan blushed, glaring at Vinny from under lowered lashes.
“What did Vinny do?” he muttered, more out of habit than actual resentment.
“I was born,” Vinny teased. He dipped his head, carefully picking the strawberry from Brad’s fingers with his teeth.
“You can share with Vinny,” Brad suggested, smiling slightly. Jonathan looked over at Vinny eagerly, who pretended to think about it. After a minute of Jonathan’s pleading gaze, Vinny nodded.
Jonathan immediately tackled Vinny, biting off half the strawberry and kissing the older man fiercely. Brad watched, his eyes glinting. It was always fun watching his pets fight over the last piece.