Happy early birthday, Katie ! You know I love your writing, so I have a couple of these coming your way :)
Quidditch Pitch - Captain
I’m giving you infinity forehead kisses through the screen I love this ship!!
Tags: college sports, smut, cursing
James runs on tired legs after practice from the soccer locker rooms to the football locker room. It’s empty except for one player.
James smiles dopily, “Hi,” he says softly, still catching his breath. Kingsley steps forward and closes the gap between them.
“Hey baby,” Kingsley’s voice is deep and James tries not to melt onto the floor as Kingsley’s hands cup his face.
Kingsley kisses James softly, but James isn’t feeling patient. He kisses back heatedly, grabbing Kingsley’s hips and pulling him flush against him. Kingsley groans softly into the kiss and James licks the seam of his lips. Their tongues fight for dominance until James pushes a muscular thigh between Kingsley’s legs.
A low moan escapes Kingsley’s mouth and he breaks the kiss, throwing his head back with pleasure, “fuck, baby.” He starts grinding on James’ leg and James takes the opportunity to work a mark into the skin of his neck.
“Can you get off like this?” James mutters against his skin.
“Mhm,” Kingsley hums in between soft gasps.
Kingsley continues to grind against James’ thigh, trying to come as quickly as possible, knowing there isn’t much time before his game. Kingsley reaches down and slides his hand under James’ boxers and strokes him rapidly. James whimpers against Kingsley’s neck, “So good, just like that.”
They both come a minute later and before he can think, James is taking Kingsley’s messy fingers into his mouth to clean them off. Then, he drops to his knees and licks his tip clean as well before helping him back into his pants.
Kingsley runs his fingers gently through James hair as he looks down at him on his knees. “Fuck, you’re so pretty like this, love.”
James smiles up at him lovingly. “Kick some ass today, yeah?”
Kingsley seems to blink back into reality with a laugh, “Shit, yeah, I gotta go. I love you!” He calls, running out of the locker room.”
