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[rxlywrites]

All kinds of time; Zach&Nico

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Nico was having a hell of a game today. Normally he’d gone into these with a clear head and a positive outlook for them but today it just wasn’t happening. The only sort of comfort he’d gotten was catching a glimpse, or really a few, of his better half. Still cheering him and the rest of the team. He’d felt a little bad he wasn’t playing better for that fact alone. But he’d stripped off the pads and washed his face in the sink. Nico was toweling off the excess when he’d looked into the mirror and saw that beautiful and familiar tuft of hair from just across the locker room. “Zach?” His face scrunched and he’d turned around immediately abandoning the towel and letting the water drip off of him as he’d made his way over through the rest of the team to get to that stunning being. “What are you doing in here?” He asked as he got closer, his hand immediately going to rest on Zach’s hip and Nico pulled him in closer. “Don’t you have a show you should be putting on?” He just smiles and leans in a little closer. “Well ... not my kind of show but still ... ”

[rxlywrites]

Today was finally the day. It’d been a little while since both Zach and Nico had decided to start their little family. And hopefully, soon, Nic’s husband would finally come out and give him the best news in the world. A part of him was also hoping it’d be soon because it was also the first morning he’d woken up and not immediately made love to his husband until they absolutely had to get up for work. And while he was excited to learn about his child, he was as equally excited to see his husband again. There was something that had just changed for Nico when he’d considered being a father, a better husband too. It took a toll on him mentally a little but nothing he couldn’t handle, if anything he was happy to accept the extra responsibility. To get to watch his husband grow and nurture their child. 

Nico finally pulled himself from the bed, eyes trained on the bathroom door which had been closed ever since he’d opened his eyes. “Baby?” He called softly, walking slowly towards the door and he’d stretched out letting his muscles relax before he’d placed his hand on the knob and opened the door. Nic hung his head, opening the door a little more and he peered into the room. “H-hey is ... are you okay?”

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[matteo--the--prizefighter-blog]

Shag me, goober.

It happened the way it always seemed to with the pair of them. A single heated glance, a look of vulnerability, and Matteo needed to pounce on it. It wasn't necessarily that he felt like every time they were finished, that Zach wanted to run in the opposite direction, but Matteo did sense the other's growing desire to get away and stay away forever.

He would have let it happen, he wouldn't even have tried to stop him. He was Italian. Associating with him wasn't a good idea. But every time they passed for even a moment in the hallway, Matteo could feel the fire in his belly start to burn again.

That was how they ended up here, sweaty and attached to each other in the laundry room off the rec room floor. Zach was naked, as he should be, and Matteo was working on getting himself free of clothing as well. They were all tongue and teeth and hands searching for everything they could get their hands on.

One thing about Matteo was that he never felt the need to be gentle with Zach. So many people treated him like he was fragile everywhere, but the fighter knew better. He knew the boy, with all of his quiet secrets and misplaced loyalty, was capble of taking everything Matteo had to give.

And Matteo did give. He gave it all. Every movement he made was calculated to pull more out of Zach, to bring him closer to the edge, to somehow mark and claim him as his own in this one moment. Of course, it was short lived. It always was with them. But that didn't make it any  less intense. And later when they both walked out of the laundry room, looking disheveled but relaxed, their moment was erased everywhere except in memory, where it would stay.