football fan fiction writer's block: "Everytime we touch"
Title: Everytime we touch
Rating: PG-13 , maximum PG-15, slash
Pairing: Mark van Bommel / Arjen Robben and The Dutch OTP
Language: German
don ; words: 5x 100 = 500
Warning: fluff and a little h / c, slash, changing PoV
Disclaimer: Just my humble thoughts on the following pictures. I do not know either Mark van Bommel Arjen Robben still personally. And character assassination I would also not commit. And money certainly will not.
Summary: 5 images, 5 moments between Mark and Arjen.
AN: The first time RPS long, I hope it's not too terrible. And probably also the first FF to this pairing. Clicking on the title you can access the images. And if you want to listen to the song, take the original version (There follows a second part soon ... There are too many pictures ...)
consolation
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The game is over. Over. And we have lost.
I can still Scared. Sitting on the lawn. Just feel my blood rushing through the empty body. Did not stand up to power. Mark
occurs suddenly before me. If I want to. Nah. I can feel its warmth. I would definitely like to at this moment. Mark leans over me, his head leaning against my forehead. Remains for some moments silent.
intensified the gesture in which he wraps his head with my hands. This is Mark's kind donation to comfort me. And then I feel my heart again.
Take me higher
Arjen is he jumped in his jubilation on the back. Celebrates his goal. Roars his delight out loud. Mark has to laugh, can be carried away by Arjen. Grasp it with both arms to the rear. Keeps him firmly on his back.
Feel Arjen's firm grip on his shoulder. The vibration of his chest in his own back. Mark has his hands on Arjen's ass slip. Do not wait long for a response.
Arjen bends over him, leans closer to him. Strong arms wrap around neck cord. It is only a brief contact in his ear. Arjen's lips. Hot breath. Whispered words.
dream couple
The pride of them written on their faces. The DFB Cup after all, is not easy to win. And she, two Dutch, have contributed to the fact that their team won the Cup of the German Football Association.
Together they keep the heavy trophy, the smile comes from the soul, will now distribute evening not so easy. His free arm around each of them have set another. Show that it is not only the power of success, but also the friendship. Far from the place. Far from captain and players.
Mark and Arjen. The Dutch dream pair. Not only on the football field.
Score
Mark comes running to him, more slides on the rain-soaked turf. The arms in victory pose, from his throat penetrates a mighty cry. He made the decisive goal. They played free. brought to victory.
Marks goal celebration is intense, intoxicating. Arjen not know better, you could interpret it as a cry of rage. But he knows Mark. Better than anyone else in the team. He knows the situations in which Mark just screams. If
Arjen lays it flat. Mark on the outside, if it is taken. may give up completely. But he thought it would be better to pick up after the game. To implement them.
rapture
I my arms close to Arjen, reciprocate his detached laugh. Endorphins rushing through my body.
I'd prefer it did not let go. Just enjoy the happiness of this moment. The sun on my skin, Arjen's touch. His strong body of mine. The cheerful voice in my ear. Which ensures that to establish the fine hairs on my neck.
patter All these sensations to me, I did not make it easier to Arjen back on the body impose a kiss, just to perfect the moment. In order to show him at last that my gestures are not only based on friendship.
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