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How Deep Is Your Love- Bee Gees
Luka got out of bed after a long day, there was nothing out of the ordinary. He sat for a couple of minutes on the edge of his bed, while he tried to get used to the daylight. Naturally, he went to the bathroom attached to the room. He washed his hands and face, using cold water to wake him up or at least drive away the sleep that was still with him.
He looked at himself in the mirror looking somewhat tired, observing his features. He didn't find himself especially attractive, it's not that he had low self-esteem, he simply believed that he looked very "average". At least that's what he thought. There wasn't much to highlight about him, his physique was not impressive, he was thin and worked what little he had. His hair was messy and long, falling to his shoulders in ragged curls.
There were things he really didn't like about his appearance. He was short, his nose was large, he had pronounced teeth, his eyes looked tired and there were dark bags under them. He believed that those were his "cons"; things so small that caused his self-esteem to drop every time he paid a bit of attention to them. He dispersed the thread of thoughts that began to arise, he didn't want his morning to start with some self-deprecating self-talk. So he just gave himself one last look and left the bathroom.
ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳
He watched the houses and buildings go by at great speed, being able only to follow the lights of the city with his eyes. He was sitting in the passenger seat while Sergio drove the vehicle. He had his head resting on his hand which rested on his elbow being hold by the door. He felt the need to turn to see the driver, he observed how calm he looked after the dinner they just had with the whole team.
A small celebration after a victory, something that everyone deserved. Among his personal list of things he most enjoyed doing was spending time with his team. Not only inside the field, but outside it. The time that he spent with his "sons", as he used to call the youngest of the European team, he esteemed with all his being.
The sounds of the vehicles snapped him out of his thoughts. The car he was boarding stopped slowly when it came across a traffic light, it was at this moment that the tallest man turned to see him. The Spaniard pursed his lips and his eyes softened, it was a smile that Luka couldn't describe. His face seemed to want to say something that he couldn't decipher, although he also seemed to be hiding his laugh. It was a nervous smile. Whatever Sergio was thinking, Luka was very calm and continued the rest of the way without worries.
They arrived at Luka's house, parking right in front of it. The tall man with the beard left the car parked so he could make eye contact with the blond. He cupped his cheek with one hand then cupped the other side of his face with his other limb. He circled his fingers over his cheekbones, turning soft and gentle. Luka was approached by his face towards the younger one who caught him in a kiss. It was a deep one from which they had to separate due to lack of air.
The gesture was repeated, this time with greater intensity. Sergio was the one who took the initiative. One of his hands stopped caressing the Croat's face to start going down slowly. He took the older man's neck to caress him strongly and continued down to his chest. There he caressed the blond's birthmark and then took his left nipple and caressed it lewdly.
The gesture surprised Luka, who took Sergio's hand to stop him. They were still in the vehicle, the Croatian knew he had to stop. The Spaniard knew immediately what his partner was thinking, so he finally gave in to the moment, giving the brown-eyed one a last kiss and separating instantly. He opened the door and got out of the car, closing the door behind him.
Before Luka could imitate the action and go out on his own, his partner was already outside of this ready to open it. The shorter one rolled his eyes and did not resist. He still wasn't used to how gentlemanly the Spanish used to be. Every day seemed to be the first date, since the highest didn´t stop his acts of service. The Croatian came out holding his boyfriend´s hand, smiling at the gesture.
ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳
He heard how Sergio closed the door behind him, it was big and heavy so it always makes a resonant noise. He never liked that door. He went to the table next to the hall to deposit the keys on it. It was the Spaniard who turned on the lights allowing them both to see.
As if both shared thoughts, they walked towards the kitchen with the same objective: to drink a glass of water. For countless times that day, it was Sergio who acted gentlemanly and poured each a glass. Luka didn't keep his comments to himself and leaned against the counter found in the center of the kitchen before speaking.
"You are very gentlemanly today" Luka spat when he felt that the youngest was especially helpful, he suspected that something was wrong.
"You think?" Sergio said, pretending not to care, while he hid his smile in the glass of water.
Luka rolled his eyes and left his glass on the bar to go in front of his partner. The Spaniard just laughed and took the Croatian into a hug, burying his nose in the soft blond hair. They both parted their faces and looked at each other, the blond let out a soft sigh that he couldn't contain. His lips met again for the incalculable time in the day. As always, it was Sergio who sought to intensify the kiss and the moment, biting his boyfriend's lip. This impulsively opened his lips a little, the taller of him did not miss the opportunity to introduce his tongue and explore the interior of his partner. Luka began to melt in the opponent's arms, he took him under the armpits and climbed on the bar.
The Spaniard made his way by spreading Luka's legs, positioning himself closer to him. He began to caress the blonde's neck, still kissing him intensely. The shorter one began to gasp softly at all the excitement his body felt. Sergio had never been able to have a moment like this, despite months of being together, they had never explored this part of the relationship. In the spirit of experimenting more, the taller one gently placed his hand on the crotch of his partner, giving a deep caress to that area.
Luka forcefully grabbed his boyfriend's hand, stopping him suddenly. The force used was so great that Sergio began to feel the typical sensation of lack of blood. Following this, the Croat slammed the Spaniard away, keeping his head down. Naturally, the taller one stopped, unaware that he was passing through the other's mind.
"Luka?" he asked about his partner, but received no answer.
"All good?" he questioned again.
"Yeah, I'm going to sleep" the blond replied, heading to the room.
ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳
Sergio knew that the best thing at this moment was to let the smaller one calm his thoughts. Insisting for an answer would only make the situation worse, so he decided to finish a couple more glasses of water before going up to the room in search of Luka.
As he walked down the stairs, he noticed the characteristic noise of the television going across the room. He understood that the older one had indeed not gone to sleep. He knew that communication was key in a relationship, so he had to try to get Luka to talk even if he didn't want to side with him.
He carefully opened the door, as if asking permission. Faced with no opposition, or rather, with no response, he walked right in. He pushed the door to close it until he heard the click and leaned against it directing his gaze at his partner. Luka was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his arm stretched out with the TV remote in his hand, flipping through the channels in search of something.
The Spaniard did not move from his place, he stared at the features of his couple being illuminated by the warm light emitted by the large spotlight in the room. The Croatian gave him a quick look after feeling observed for a while. Sergio finally came over and sat next to his partner.
"You know I won't do anything you don't want to" he told his boyfriend to take his hands and press them with his lips, hoping he would calm down.
"Yes, I know" answered Luka so low that it was only possible to be hear by the Spaniard thanks to the short distance between them.
"What's going up, my Lukita?" Sergio tried, hoping not to sound intrusive, but the other did not respond. Instead, he closed his eyes and turned his gaze to the ground.
"Luka" he said firmly. He decided to take the mentioned one´s face in his hands, holding it tightly but without hurting it. The blond couldn't do anything but open his eyes to face him.
ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳
The Croatian felt a big lump sting in his throat. Breathing hurt and at the same time he felt a lack air. His eyes burned strongly, he felt that they could burst and that if he cried it would be because of the pain than the feeling. His hands holding his face didn't help, they just made him feel trapped. The heat that they emitted made his face burn, he was hot. He felt his body on fire and wanted to rip his shirt off.
How could he stop feeling? His skin was itchy, would scratching get rid of the itch? How he could breath? How did he get rid of all those feelings? Feel, feel, feel, how did he stop doing it?
"Luka" Sergio said, taking him out of the reality that he himself had created.
The Spaniard gave him a pained look, he felt vulnerable. It was as if his partner could see everything inside of him. He felt like a scaredy little rabbit, being caught up in fear. Was he wrong to fear?
"I say it again, I won't do anything you don't want" Sergio declared again, as if he hadn't made himself understood the first time.
And that was the truth, Sergio would never do something that Luka did not want. And Luka didn't want to be seen, he didn't have the confidence to intimate. But how would Sergio know this if he doesn't speak? That was the problem, Luka knew that the blame fell on him. He must speak and express how he feels. But he can't. He tries to open his mouth to blurt out something, and Sergio waits for him.
"I don't want you to see me" he finally confesses, his voice too low.
Serge is surprised. Luka fears that he did not understand but it was not the case. Spanish doesn't need more words, he understands everything. And above all, he does not judge. He just gives him a chaste kiss, still holding his face.
"I won't see you then" says the taller one and separates.
He gets out of bed and Luka can't be more than confused by the action. But the Spaniard only walks towards the door. He stops for a moment next to it and turns off the light.
"So easy" Sergio says proudly as if he just had the most brilliant idea in the world. And Luka can't help but laugh.
And at last he feels that he can breathe regularly, he feels the lump in his throat disappear and everything returns to normal. The light turns on quickly and it is Sergio who turned it on.
"I forgot. It's only if you want. Don't push yourself." says Sergio.
"No, it's fine," Luka replies with a soft laugh. He will always love how attentive the other is.
ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳
With the permission obtained, Sergio turns off the light again, leaving the spacious room in darkness again.
And Sergio's weight is felt again in bed. Despite the lack of light, he can still make out the silhouette of his boyfriend. Sergio meets Luka again in a kiss, finally picking up where they left off downstairs.
This time it is Luka who takes the most initiative. He himself leaves his mouth half open to let in the highest. And Sergio does it, adding his tongue to the kiss. They both kiss intensely and Luka's hands take Sergio's arms to attract him even more. The Spaniard takes the blond by the neck, pushing him further. His hand runs through the long, soft curls as his tongue explores his partner's cavity.
Luka does what he can, or rather, what he knows. He lets the other take the lead, only occasionally pulling him away for air. And he feels Sergio's strong hand take his waist. The strong grip makes him let out a moan that he couldn't contain. The move was unexpectedly satisfying and Sergio now knows his weak point. He now takes Luka by the waist with both of his hands, massaging his sides deeply and getting soft gasps in return.
Sergio decides to change position and puts a hand on Luka's chest, pushing him gently. He understands and lies down with his legs parted. The Spaniard takes position there, opening the Croatian's legs more.
Sergio now has Luka under him. He takes his waist again and continues with the massages from before while they continue with the kiss. The inside of the blond's mouth was warm, hot. He tries to take in as much as he can with his tongue, savoring every last bit. One of his hands hidden under the Croat's shirt begins to go down to his crotch. He puts his hand on the jean and squeezes without much force. Luka lets out a strangled moan and Sergio takes the opportunity to leave deep kisses all over his neck.
The Spaniard separates and with both of his hands he unbuttons the shorter man's pants. Before putting it down, he decides to remove both of their shirts. He pauses for a moment, waiting for the magic words before continuing.
"Do it" says the Croatian.
Sergio obeys and lowers the blonde's pants. Before he can continue, a voice interrupts him.
"The lamp. You can turn it on" says Luka and Sergio smiles.
He walks over to the nightstand and pulls the string to turn on the old-fashioned lamp. A gift from Luka's mother. He was finally able to have the whole view. Luka hid his face with his arms and turned his face to the side. The Spaniard approached his face and a finger tickled Luka's arms.
"You go on" says Luka still covering his face.
"You won´t let me see you?" Sergio asks with a smile trying not to laugh.
"No" the blond replied, too embarrassed to let his face be seen.
"Fine" Sergio says with no opposition and then places a kiss on his head.
Luka feels a little bad. He knows that the other simply wants to see his face, but his shame is greater. He really doesn't want to ruin this moment for his partner so he takes all the courage he can and pulls his arms away from him to reveal his face. Sergio looks at him in amazement, he didn't want to put pressure on his partner but he still appreciates the gesture.
Sergio can finally see the complete work; because that is what it is, a complete work of art. Luka was only wearing underwear, lying down with his legs parted. His face was a complete mess, he had a crimson color coming from his chest, his lips red and slightly swollen after all the activity, a few beads of sweat rolling near his nose, his mouth slightly open as he breathed heavily and his brown eyes who had him completely smitten.
"You look beautiful" is the only thing Sergio could say.
He kissed Luka again and continued with what he left behind. He took Luka's underwear by the sides and removed it. The blond could only direct his gaze away. The Spaniard placed his hand on the now exposed penis of his boyfriend, feeling how he instantly shuddered at the touch. He held it with his hand and began to go down and up. He started off slow and gradually picked up speed.
Luka let out louder and louder moans, unable to hold them back. Sergio continued masturbating him and paid special attention to the tip. When he saw the pre-cum come out, he stopped and went over to the nightstand to pick up a certain object.
"What is it?" Luka asked curiously.
"Lubricant" answered Sergio taking out a small pink bottle.
Luka felt nervous knowing what his boyfriend wanted to do. He sat up or tried to but the pillows behind him didn't quite allow him to.
"It's going to be a bit cold" warned the taller one and waited for a confirmation.
"Keep going" said the Croatian, closing his eyes tightly and waiting for what was coming.
Sergio put some of the liquid in his hand and smeared it on the blond's penis, he shuddered strongly at the sensation, which in turn made him moan. The Spaniard continued masturbating but this time rubbing against the blond's cavity, trying to start preparing him.
"I'm going in" Sergio said, waiting again for a confirmation.
"Yes" was the only thing Luka could vocalize.
Sergio then inserted a finger very slowly, being as careful as possible. Luka's interior was incredibly cramped, partly because of his nervousness. The Spaniard noticed this and knew that he had to do it with caution.
"Luka, you need to relax" he turned to the blonde.
He continued to thrust now with two fingers. The continuity of the movements allowed Luka's interior to give in a bit. Still, it wasn't enough, so Sergio inserted one more finger. Luka kept moaning and filling the room with gasps.
At this point, Sergio's cock hurt from how hard it was. He had to stop himself to unbutton his pants and remove them to lessen the sensation. As long as he wanted to continue, he had to finish preparing Luka. His fingers thrust a little harder, making lewd noises as they struck. Luka held on to the pillows next to him as sweat poured down his face and neck.
He came to a complete stop once Luka's insides were fully lubricated and feeling that his penis could enter without hurting. He removed his underwear exposing his penis, a noticeably larger than average one.
Being cautious, he took more lube and put it on his penis. He moved into position by taking one of Luka's legs and lifting his over his shoulder. He inserted his member carefully into the cavity, letting out a low moan as soon as he entered the tip. The interior was unbelievably hot. The overwhelming heat and the narrowness of the walls only made Sergio start to gasp loudly. He continued to introduce his penis slowly, pulled it out with the same speed and looked at Luka to confirm that everything was in order.
Luka's hair was messy and wet from so much sweat. Some hairs fell on his face and his mouth was open letting out moans that covered the entire room. Sergio continued with his and the attacks increased in quantity, but not in force. He felt that his climax was about to come, so he took Luka's member and began to masturbate, still continuing with the thrusts.
Luka's body moved strongly with the youngest's movements. His point was about to arrive and his body resisted him less and less. He felt how the Spaniard was going in and out faster and faster. Until he couldn't take it anymore and the semen came out on his partner's hand and fell a little on his abdomen. A couple more thrusts followed until Sergio finally climaxed too. He felt the liquid fill the inside of him, it was very warm, reaching hot and he didn't know how to describe the sensation. Sergio gave him a soft kiss on the lips and moved away to grab a packet of wet wipes.
Sergio began to clean both of them, Luka was still lying down. He tried to get up to help but Sergio wouldn't let him and ended up cleaning them up. He got up to throw away the papers, but not before cleaning the bed a bit. He finished collecting the used objects and lay down next to Luka turning off the lamp. He gave him one more kiss and hid it in his tattooed arms.
"Rest" the Spaniard said as a goodbye and both fell completely asleep.
ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳ ✧༚ ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ ⁺𓂃 ·͜· ♡ ༚̮ᐧ * ॰ ¨̮ ꒱ ˚ ༘ ⟡ ̫ ♡̷̷̷ ˚ ༘=͟ ⁺◟༚ ˎˊ˗ ꒱ ˚ ༘ミ ⁕ =͟ ⁺◟ ⁎⁺˳
A strong smell of bacon was what brought him out of his deep sleep. Sergio was not next to him but he assumed that he was in the kitchen. He tried to get up but his body felt incredibly tired as he never had. He was in pain and he could only sit on the bed.
"Good morning" Sergio said opening the door and holding an infinity of things.
"Good morning" Luka replied.
"All good?" asked the Spaniard.
"Yes all ok." Luka said with a smile.
Sergio approached to give him a chaste kiss. And he arranged a small wooden folding table on the bed. It was very cute, Japanese style.
"I made crepes, scrambled egg and bacon. And here is the orange juice" Sergio said with a big smile.
"Thanks" Luka said.
Luka smiled seeing the food in front of him. He decided to take the fork to start with the crepes, his favorite. Sergio left honey and butter on the small table and poured some of the juice into a glass, also leaving it on the table. He noticed that the taller man was wearing new clothes and his hair was somewhat damp but combed. He had bathed, the smell of cologne reached his nose and he could see that he was wearing a watch that he gave him. He wondered how long he had been asleep.
"What time is it?" asked Luke curiously.
"11:47, but there's no training today" Sergio said to calm the older man down.
"It's day to rest and watch movies" commented Luka with a nice laugh.
Sergio looked at him with soft eyes and laughed at the comment. He took the hand that Luka was resting on and kissed it. Luka was only able to turn into a chameleon and change color to a pink one. This made the Spaniard laugh and look tenderly at the Croatian.
"I love you" Sergio confessed, looking completely in love.
"I love you too" replied Luka.
They both stared at each other like two teenagers in love until a memory came to Luka.
"I forgot, what were you laughing at yesterday?" the blond questioned leaving his embarrassment aside.
"When?" Sergio asked not understanding what he meant.
"Yesterday in the car, when we were coming back from dinner" answered Luka.
"Ooh, that" Sergio recalled
"Yeah, that, what was it?" Luka questioned again
"Nothing. It's just that you looked beautiful"