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        High pitched moans and whimpers resonated from the small public restroom as Gavi panted, pressing his cheek against the white wall while the older boy pounded into him from behind, cold hands gripped his hips so tight that they were bound to leave dark purple bruises for days. Gavi knew he was sick for enjoying the thought of having the older's touch imprinted into his skin,  it was almost an animalistic urge to be marked by the older, to feel as though he belonged to Pedri, even if he didn't...

             The younger boy could barely keep himself up, knees buckling from the brutal force with which Pedri thrust into him, struggling to keep up with the pace he placed his hands flat against the wall in an attempt to support himself. The older boy released his grip on Gavi's hips and slid his hands under the younger's shirt, goosebumps erupted over his skin as cold hands stroked up  his chest and pinched his sensitive nipples harshly then rubbed them soothingly,  as though  apologies for the first action but then  he repeated the  assault on the  younger's chest over and over, alternating continuously between the rough then gentle act,  making the young Sevillan  whine and roll his eyes with pleasure.

        It was so like Pedri; harsh then gentle, but then rough again in the blink of an eye.

         Gavi started to move his hips back to meet the older's thrust moaning louder. Pedri quickly brought a  hand to clasp tight over the younger's mouth to block out the filthy  sounds. His fingers caused deep indents on the younger boy's cheeks.

         Fuck... Gavi knew he'd lost it, he's officially lost his mind. He needed to be physically made to shut up by Pedri who knew that words would not be enough. Words have never been enough when it came to the younger...

       "Shhh...baby, we don't want our teammates to hear us, do we? " he whispered, pressing his lips into the Sevillan's ear and then slowly bent down sucking tantalizing hickies into his neck.

        Gavi felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought of their teammates finding out about their secret rendezvous, it somehow got him weirdly excited.

"Mhm.." the younger choked out, his voice inaudible over the older's hands. He hated himself for getting impossibly harder at the nickname.

         He turned slightly towards the older  wrapping his hands around  the back of Pedri's neck. He looked pleadingly into the older's eyes,while his own were filled with tears from the pleasure. He wanted to kiss him so bad but Pedri wouldn't allow it. It was a part of their little 'arrangement' . He would always remind the younger saying, "No kisses on the lips, Erizo".

       Pedri was cruel to treat him this way, he always made it crystal clear to the younger that no feelings were involved. What they had going on was just to blow off steam and stress from their matches, he would say.

And Gavi was hopelessly in love...

        The older seemed to understand just what the young Sevillan needed as he brought the hand  that had been over his mouth to grip around the younger's length and stroke with the same rythm  as his thrusts.

     Overwhelmed by the pleasure and as if on reflex, both of Gavi's hands grabbed unto the older's arm, nails digging into the muscular build. He hid his face into the Canarian's shoulder while a broken sob escaped past his lips

"Please ..ahhhh... Pe- Pedri pleeaaase ..." 

"Please what? Use your words baby.."

"Hahh... Ple- please let me co- ahh... come.."

      Gavi could feel the older smile against his skin where he had placed his lips; the juncture between his neck and shoulder.

"You're so good for me... Come erizo" " he whispered, breathing down his neck.

     And that was all Gavi needed before he came spilling over the older's hand, his thighs shaking violently, vision turning white.

    The older continued to thrust harder as his hands circled around the younger's waist holding him up. Gavi started writhing and squirming with over-sensitivity , "Too much, ahhhh..." he whispered out, shutting his eyes tight allowing the tears to spill out.

"Be good for me a little longer, baby.." He heard the older say from behind.

      After a few seconds, he felt Pedri's thrusts turn sloppy as he came inside him.

         The older rested his head on the younger's shoulder as both  tried to even their breathing back to normal. He lazily stroked Gavi's sides and slowly pulled out of him. The younger almost whined at the sudden loss and feeling of emptiness, but before he could even register anything else, he felt  Pedri pumped his fingers back into his hole; making the cum leak out.

"Hah... Pedri.."

"Just stay still baby... Let me clean you up"

      He felt the older gently wipe a tissue over the cum running down his thighs, he couldn't help but shiver whenever his cold hands came in contact with his thighs.

Damn Pedri.... And damn his cold hands that never seem to get warm.

      He started pulling his pants up and suddenly, Gavi was brought back to the harsh reality of his situation. He started fussing around fixing his pants, his shirt, his hair... it seemed as though everything in him needed fixing; including his brain... but mostly his heart.

      He finally brought himself to turn and face Pedri. As regularly as they fucked, Gavi always found it disturbingly hard to face the consequences after the deed. He hated the older for reading him so well all the while  never reading him well enough to understand his feelings for him. Or maybe he just didn't care... Gavi felt a bitter taste at the back of his throat at the thought of that.

      Pedri was smiling at him innocently as though he hadn't just fucked him stupid. He quickly placed a kiss on the younger's nose and took his hand, unlocking the door.

" We've been gone for too long but I doubt anyone's noticed, they're all probably too wasted to care" he said, pulling the younger out of his thoughts.

      They were currently at a nightclub in Barcelona, the team had decided to celebrate the return of Pedri and Frenkie after the injuries that had seemed to last forever. Gavi had initially planned to spend time with his best Ansu, drinking and dancing the night away. He barely ever got to hang out with his best friend ever since Pedri happened... 

      He hadn't even told Ansu about it, too guilty to bring it up, or maybe because he knew that Ansu would never allow him to delve deeper into such a relationship and try to talk him out of it. But the thing was, he  wanted to never stop this thing with Pedri; whatever it was  and he knew that no amount of advice and scolding could get him out of the addiction he felt towards the older. He just didn't want to drag his best friend into the complicated mess of a love life he had.

    So tonight he had initially planned to spend time only and only with Ansu but ... Gosh..

Pedri Pedri Pedri Pedri... his mind wouldn't stop repeating the name that would just slip out his tongue, it was so easy to stay intoxicated, full of him untill he couldn't think of anything else.

     It didn't help that the older had spent the entire night boring holes into the younger, his dark eyes following him everywhere. And so when he finally dragged him into the restroom, the younger just couldn't say no.

     As soon as they reached the lounge area in the club where the boys were at, Pedri's hand immediately left his, Gavi couldn't help but flex his fingers at the foreign emptiness.

        Their teammates, just as they had suspected were completely wasted with droopy eyes and slurry words. They hadn't even noticed the absence of the two boys... Phew, Gavi thought... It was hard always coming up with excuses as to why they had disappeared mid-celebration, or at the party (like this one) , or a formal function, basically everywhere and anywhere...

      His eyes immediately caught Ansu's as the said boy came stumbling towards him, falling right into his arms .

"Brooooo..... Where were youuuuuu???" He slurred. So he did notice huh...

"Yeah, I was having a headache and the loud music here was making it worse so I went to the restroom and tried to wash my face in the sink..." Gavi blabbered on some nonsense as always, it surprised him how easily he could lie. He couldn't help but feel the sting of guilt in his chest, lying to the one best friend he's known ever since he could remember; after all the struggles they'd faced together in La Masia, he knew no one could compare to Ansu who'd always supported him, had been with him in all his worst days and the best, seen him cry and offered a shoulder to lean on, had celebrated every single one of Gavi's little achievements as though they were his own ... Truly, Ansu was the best, but here he was, lying to him all because of the dark eyed Canarian...

      Everyone soon got involved into their own little conversations, trying to sober up a little before they drove themselves home to their wives, families, girlfriends. To their picture perfect lives...

Gavi cursed the day they had met.

     He knew right from the moment he had  locked eyes with the older that he wanted him in ways that would sound so wrong but feel so good...

       Their 'friends with benefits' arrangement would only make his heart hurt untill it bled out and no more was left to circulate within his veins to keep him alive. But oh...when the older man would put his hands on him and paint his skin scarlet red with his lips, maybe he needed more than blood to survive.

Pedri had opened him right up; teaching him what pleasure felt like, ruining him for anyone else .

A/N: Hello guys!! 💞🤗✨

     Thank you so much for reading. This story was written based on a darker concept of love, with all the aspects of desire and lust but also frustration and anger ...💖✨

As you can see from the summary itself, it's initially a one sided thing and then, we'll just have to wait for Pedri to catch feelings.. 💞😩

Likes and comments are appreciated if you have time!! ✨💞💖