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Rivals Than Lovers	By : icejadeus Category: Individual Celebrities > Athlete/Sports Misc Views: 1321 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Roger or Novak or any other real life person in this story. This is complete fiction and I do not make money or profit from this.

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Chapter Twelve : New Years Eve and New Beginnings
New Year's Eve .............
Novak nervously tapped his fingers on his leg as Roger pulled onto the private drive of his parents' house. He was nervous. Very nervous. By now, Lynette probably told Robert Federer their son's boyfriend's identity. One of his rivals on court. He breathed out a sigh and Roger reached over and slipped his hand into Novak's. “Would you relax?” he asked.
“Why aren't you nervous?” Novak asked.
“Because everything is going to be okay.”
“You don't know that,” Novak said. “What if … what if they hate me?”
“Hate you?” Roger asked. “My mother loves you and she's a pretty good judge of character. Dad will trust her completely and Di will shower you with love.”
“Why?”
“Because you're my first real boyfriend too,” Roger said, “and the first one I've brought home to meet the family.” Novak smiled as Roger kissed the back of his hand. “Ready?” he asked.
“Yeah, I'm ready.” They got out of the car and headed over to the front door. Roger knocked on the door before entering.
“Mom!” he shouted holding the door for Novak to walk in behind him. Lynette came into view and smiled at her son and his boyfriend.
“There they are,” she said before hugging Roger. “It's about time you two showed up.”
“Novak needed some assurance that everything will be fine.”
“Of course, things will be fine,” she said before hugging Novak causing him to chuckle. She pulled Novak by the hand bringing him into the living room. Roger followed after them intending on helping his boyfriend survive his family. Once Lynette had pulled Novak into view, a blonde woman squealed and made a bee line to him.
Roger cringed as his older sister, Diana, rushed at Novak and enveloped him into a big hug. “Di, he's a human being not a stuffed toy,” Roger said as she continued to hug his boyfriend.
“I know,” she said.
“He also likes this thing called breathing,” Roger added noticing Novak trying to get out of the hug. Diana pulled away to let Novak breathe.
“Sorry,” she said as Novak let out a gasp.
“It's okay,” he said. “My mum gives bear hugs so I'm used to it.”
“I'm Diana, Roger's older sister.”
“Nice to meet you,” he said. She squealed again before giving him another hug. She walked away with a smile and Novak turned to look at Roger. “Ow,” he said causing Roger to chuckle. The next person to meet was Roger's father, Robert. He was a bit short, a little less intimidating then he thought he would. Thankfully he didn't hug him. He offered him a drink and shook his hand.
“Don't let the girls intimidate you,” he said. “That's my job,” he added causing Novak to chuckle.
“Dad,” Roger said before Robert chuckled and walked away.
The party went on as Novak moved around the room with Roger. He met Diana's husband, Jeff and finally Mirka, who also gave him a big hug. When it was close to midnight, Roger lost track of Novak. “I think I saw him on the balcony,” Mirka said.
“Thanks,” he said grabbing to glasses of champagne. He headed to the balcony off his parents' living room and found his boyfriend leaning on the railing. “Hey, almost lost you there.”
“Huh?” Novak asked.
“It's almost midnight,” Roger said. He handed him one of the glasses and stood next to him. “Tradition states that you kiss someone at midnight,” he said causing Novak to chuckle.
“Didn't know you were one for traditions,” he said as Roger got closer to him.
“I'm for all those traditions,” he said leaning in close. Novak let out a nervous gasp when Roger's arm came around his waist. “Especially when I get to kiss my gorgeous boyfriend.” Novak chuckled as the family who had accepted him with open arms began to count down from ten. Roger pulled Novak even closer.
“Five! Four! Three! Two! One!” Roger leaned in close and gave Novak a kiss on the lips. Novak moaned when Roger backed him up against the wall. He kissed down Novak's neck and gave it a little love bite before pulling away.
“Some kiss,” Novak gasped. Roger chuckled as he stepped back. “Happy New Year.”
“Happy New Year,” Roger said before kissing Novak again. “Just think, in a couple of weeks, we'll be celebrating our one year anniversary.” Novak chuckled drunkenly. “What?”
“Anniversary?” Novak asked.
“One year together. As a couple,” Roger said.
“Who would have thought we would last one year?” he asked and Roger chuckled gathering Novak into his arms. “I really didn't think we'd last a year.”
“Why not?” Roger asked.
“Because we're not a normal couple,” Novak said. “We're two guys in a professional sport that probably wouldn't accept us as a couple. We've been living a secret for a year and only a handful of people know about us. I really thought we wouldn't survive the year because the tension of keeping it quiet would break us.”
“This past year with you made me fall in love with you,” Roger said. “If I had to give up tennis to be with you I would.” Novak's mouth hung open in disbelief. Roger loved tennis and here he was saying he'd quit to be with Novak.
“But that would mean if you came out, then I'd come out too. It seems only fair for both of us to be out,” he said.
“But your career's just started.” Novak shrugged absently.
“Then at least we'll have each other,” he said.
“Let's not let it come to that then,” Roger said. “You have talent the world needs to see. You're a multiple Grand Slam champion. I know it.” Novak chuckled before Roger captured his lips with his. Novak moaned into the kiss as Roger's hands traveled south. Roger started trailing his lips down Novak's neck when the door opened. The two broke up as Mirka came out onto the balcony.
“There you two are,” she said knowing what they were just doing. Novak was rubbing his face and Roger was leaning over the railing trying to calm down his breathing. “You two better get back in there before Lynette sends out a search party.”
“Yeah,” Roger said. “We should probably head home. Novak has an early start to the day if he wants to get back to Monte Carlo in time. We got an early start to the tennis season this year. Got get ourselves pumped up.” Novak chuckled as they headed back in to say their good byes to Roger's family.
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Entering Roger's house, Novak let out a sigh as he removed his coat and put it on the coat rack. He rolled his neck side to side as he heard Roger put his keys down on the entry way table. “So, I guess to bed then since I'm going to start at 8,” Novak said. He gasped when strong arms wrapped around him and Roger's lips began to assault his neck.
“Actually, I was thinking we'd make love for the first time in the new year,” Roger suggested and Novak moaned. “I'll take that as a yes.”
“I can never say 'no' to sex with you,” he said and Roger spun him around causing him to giggle. Without warning, Roger bent down and lifted Novak up and threw him over his shoulder. “Roger,” he laughed as Roger carried him upstairs to the bedroom. He entered the bedroom with a laughing Serb on his shoulder and then tossed him over onto the bed. Once Novak landed, he pulled off his shirt and started to undo his pants. Roger easily slid them off him and started to undress himself as Novak laid there watching in his boxers. He licked his lips as Roger took off his shirt and pants and then climbed on top of him.
“Could be weeks until we see each other again,” Roger said.
“Uh, huh,” Novak hummed.
“I'm going to have to make this last until the Australian Open at least,” he said.
“Yep,” Novak said before Roger kissed him. They moaned simultaneously as Roger pulled Novak's boxers down and parted his knees. Novak had come a long way in this relationship. There was a time when Roger couldn't get Novak to spread his legs for him. He thrust his hips into Novak's and the Serb moaned loudly into his mouth. “Roger,” he moaned as he trailed his lips down his neck. He gasped when Roger suddenly engulfed his cock. “Oh, God, yes,” he moaned. His fingers curled up into Roger's hair and Roger sucked his cock deeply. “Oh, my God!” Novak cried out when Roger got his teeth involved. He felt his legs being put over Roger's shoulders and then a slick finger entered him. Novak moaned as the finger twisted around in him as a tongue licked up his penis. His hands abandoned Roger's curls and twisted his hands in the sheets. His hips bucked up as a second finger entered him. “Oh, Roger, please,” he moaned before Roger entered a third finger into him.
Roger hummed around his cock and the vibrations caused Novak to let loose a startled cry as he came without no warning. He moaned out feeling Roger swallow and then kissed up his body. Their mouths met in a hungry kiss, Novak moaning softly when Roger pressed his hard cock onto his soft one. “I want you in me,” he said as Roger kissed down his neck. Roger was more than happy to oblige and took off his boxers. Novak faintly heard a condom being open and heard Roger's soft moan as he rolled it onto himself. His hips were hitched up and Novak put his legs around Roger's waist. He moaned as Roger pushed into him as he kissed up his neck. He gasped when Roger sharply thrust into him and then began to push and pull, in and out. Groans and moans melded together as Roger made love to Novak. The Serb underneath him dug his fingers into his back as he changed angles and started hitting his prostate. “Oh, God, right there, Roger,” he moaned out.
“You want me to touch you?” Roger asked licking his pulse point.
“Yes, please,” Novak moaned and Roger clasped his hand around his cock between them. He stroked it in time with his thrusts and Novak turned to putty. “Oh, Roger, yes,” he moaned, his eyes rolling up into his eye lids. He dragged his fingers along Roger's back, knowing that there would be red lines on the Swiss' back. Roger groaned an animalistic groan as Novak's heels dug into his lower back. Novak moaned out as Roger gripped his cock and hip. “Rog, I'm close.”
“Yes, baby,” Roger moaned into his ear. Licking the shell of Novak's ear, he gripped the cock in his hand tighter and really pulled it. “Let go for me, baby,” he commanded and Novak tensed up as his orgasm rushed through him. His legs tightened around Roger and the Swiss came in a strangled moan against Novak's neck. Novak sighed out in delight as Roger collapsed on top of him and let go of his cock.
“We should keep track how many times we have sex,” he said. Roger chuckled as he lifted his head and kissed his forehead. “I tried to this year, but I lost track.”
“Well, this is one,” Roger said pulling out of his younger lover. “The start of our budding relationship.” Novak smiled before curling up against him. Roger pulled off the condom and tossed it into the garbage. He kissed Novak's head and pulled the sheet over them. “Wish you didn't have to leave.”
“Well, my coach will get worried if I'm not there,” Novak said. “He always come around before a tournament to get me warmed up.”
“I thought that was my job,” Roger said and Novak chuckled. “Well, at least you'll have your vibrator to keep you company,” he said.
“We could always have phone sex,” Novak suggested. They had never done that before.
“We could,” he said before kissing his temple. “I love you,” he said.
“I love you, too,” Novak said. “Just for the record, I'd quit tennis for you too.”
“Over my dead body,” Roger said and Novak laughed. They laid there listening to each others' breathing before they fell asleep. Another year beginning for them.
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