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Three Years and Counting	By : icejadeus Category: Individual Celebrities > Athlete/Sports Misc Views: 1323 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Roger, Novak or anyone else of the ATP, WTA tour. This is a work of fiction and I do not get money for it.

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Chapter Eighteen: Swiss Indoors I
Basel, Switzerland
One and a half months. Six and a half weeks. Forty-six days. One thousand one hundred and four hours. Too many minutes and seconds to count. That's how long it has been since Novak and Roger had seen each other. Since they've touch each other. Since they made love, had sex, copulated, the whole works. Injury withdrawals and different schedules kept them apart and Novak was going insane. He was sure that Roger was going insane as well. This month and a half was the longest they've been apart since 2008. Roger couldn't visit Novak in Monte Carlo because he had his own injury problem to deal with and Novak couldn't even move for a couple of weeks because of his back.
Now, he's gotten a clean bill of health for the Swiss Indoors in Basel, Switzerland. No way the two of them couldn't see each other now. It was Thursday before the start of the tournament on the thirtieth. Novak had arrived hours ago and was finally in his hotel room after his team got checked in. His family was back in England because his youngest brother was back in school. They wouldn't be here for this one. No worries. He would have his boyfriend with him. Problem was no one on his team knew about him and Roger and the only ones there from their group were Andy and Stan. Two supporters were okay, but things would be better if they had more. They were going to have to be careful.
Novak was unpacking his suitcase having finally gotten rid of Eli and Marian. They were still worried about his back, but he assured he was fit and the doctor wouldn't of cleared him to play if he wasn't. He hung up some nice clothes he brought in case Roger wanted a dinner date in one of their rooms. He dug through his suitcase prying out his toiletry bag. He was just about to open it when he heard a familiar ring tone. It was only familiar because it was his boyfriend's and he had been hearing it all the time over the last month and a half. Every night they couldn't be together, Roger called him and they wound up having phone sex. It's what kept Novak some what sane over the past month and a half. He picked up his phone and accepted the call. “Hey, you,” he said using his greeting with him like always.
“Hey, yourself,” Roger said. Novak went into the bathroom and unzipped his bag. “When did you get in?” he asked.
“A couple of hours ago. I'm unpacking,” Novak said. It was still a habit of his to unpack when he arrived. He didn't want wrinkled clothes. He let out a relieved sigh when he saw he had remembered to pack condoms and lube.
“What are you wearing?” Roger asked. A question he always asked when he had Novak on the phone.
“Clothes,” Novak teased. He wasn't about to go into detail. “Would you like to take them off me?” he offered and Roger moaned in delight. He always knew which of Roger's buttons to push.
“You alone?” he asked.
“I'm all yours, baby,” Novak said.
“What room are you in?” Roger asked huskily and Novak closed his eyes as a chill went down his back.
“Three four five. Come and get me, big boy,” he teased before abruptly hanging up. Novak never moved so fast in his life. No way he was letting Roger see him in sweats and an old tee. He quickly undressed and went to his good clothes hanging. He pulled on black slacks before taking the shirt that brought out his eyes and threw it on. He hurried into the bathroom and sprayed some AXE deodorant on before buttoning up the shirt. He didn't bother with shoes and socks since Roger preferred him barefoot anyway. He checked his breath and he cringed at the smell. He brushed his teeth and did a quick gargle. He checked it again and sighed. “Much better.” He looked at himself in the mirror and ran a hand through his hair. Nothing really could be done about the hair. It was too short to do anything to it anyway. He was nervous to see Roger after all this time. Now that he thought about it, it seemed ridiculous. It's 2008 right before they made love the first time all over again.
The sound of three sharp knocks brought Novak back to reality and his heart raced up a bit. He hurried over to the door and looked through the peephole. It was indeed Roger and he wrenched open the door. Seeing Roger's face made him glad he changed clothes. “Oh, wow,” Roger breathed and Novak smiled as he entered the room. He heard Roger inhale as he walked by him and he smiled again as he closed the door. Once the lock latch was in place, he heard Roger growl and he was turned around. Roger kissed him hungrily backing him against the door. Novak moaned into the kiss before he returned it with the same intensity. “God, I missed your lips,” Roger proclaimed as he kissed down Novak's neck. “I've missed your neck,” he said before sucking Novak's pulse point. Novak moaned leaning his head to the side. Roger's hand gently cupped his face and he leaned into the touch. God, he missed those lips. He missed Roger's touch.
“Roger,” he moaned. Roger pulled away and looked into Novak's darkened gaze.
“I've missed everything about you,” he said.
“You want me?” Novak asked and Roger nodded. “Then take me,” he said and Roger groaned before lunging forward capturing his lips with his. Novak responded to the kiss, moaning with the same integrity. He pulled Novak away from the door and they began the path to the bedroom. Roger pulled away from the kiss confusing Novak. He caught the Serb by surprise with a lift, tossing him over his shoulder. “Roger,” Novak laughed. Roger carried him into the bedroom, patting his ass.
“I missed this too,” he said causing Novak to chuckle. The Serb let out a shriek of delight when Roger tossed him onto the bed.
“Hey, I've just recovered from a back injury,” he said.
“Big baby,” Roger said taking off his shoes. He crawled onto the bed, hovering over Novak. “You shouldn't be worried about your back, Nole,” he said. “You should be more worried about that fine, tight ass of yours.” Novak swallowed deeply as Roger gazed at him.
“Why is that?” he asked.
“Because I'm going to fuck it into the mattress,” he said and Novak moaned in anticipation as Roger kissed down his neck.
“How do you want me?” the Serb asked.
“Moaning, whimpering and begging,” Roger said before capturing Novak's mouth in a heated kiss. Novak's legs automatically opened and he settled in between them. Roger thrust into Novak's groin causing the Serb to moan the moaning he wanted from him. “There's the moaning,” he stated before Novak began thrusting his hips up to meet his and then the clothes began to shed.
Roger pulled off his own shirt as Novak worked his belt. Roger helped him get his pants off before they worked on Novak's clothes. Novak undid the buttons on his shirt knowing Roger would just rip it off. He pulled it off as Roger pulled off his slacks. Both were now just in their boxers and Roger went back to that neck he couldn't stay away from. Novak moaned as Roger worked his way along his sensitive skin and gave him a little love bite. He kissed down Novak's chest and stomach, getting the whimpering from the Serb that he wanted. “There's the whimpering,” he stated. “Where's the stuff?” he asked reaching the waistband of his boxers.
“In my toiletry bag in the bathroom,” Novak said before Roger pulled off his boxers. Roger leaned down in between his legs and kissed his erect penis. Novak gasped out another whimper before his eyes rolled up into their sockets as Roger licked up his penis. Then he suddenly pulled away. Novak's eyes shot open and saw Roger getting off the bed. Roger opened his legs with his hands, his brown eyes dark with lust.
“Stay just like that,” Roger said gesturing to him with his legs wide open. “I'll be right back,” he said before going into the bathroom. He found the toiletry bag and quickly found the lube and condoms, but there was something missing. The vibrator. “Hey,” he said coming back into the bedroom. Novak swallowed nervously as Roger got to the end of the bed. “Where's our vibrator?” he asked.
“I'm sorry, Rog. I forgot it,” he said. Roger sighed tossing the condoms and lube onto the bed. He pulled down his boxers and let Novak stare at him.
“Guess we'll have to make do without it,” he said before crawling back on top of Novak. The Serb moaned as their mouths melded together in a kiss. It grew heated as Roger hitched up Novak's hips and grabbed the lube. Novak heard it open before two slick fingers entered him at once. He groaned out into Roger's mouth before Roger broke off the kiss. “Definitely missed your ass the most,” he said entering another finger into Novak. A few twists and turns of his fingers and he was hitting the Serb's sweet spot. He moaned out sounding an awful lot like he does on court.
“Roger, oh, God,” he moaned. “Please fuck me. For the love of God, fuck me,” Novak ranted and there was the begging that Roger wanted.
“And there's the begging,” he said before taking out his fingers. He opened the box of condoms and pulled one out. Keeping eye contact with Novak, he tore it open with his teeth and slipped it on. He spread some lube onto his throbbing cock and hitched up Novak's hips. Novak gritted his teeth as Roger went in slowly. It was a bit sore since they haven't been physical for a long time, but he didn't care. He wanted Roger to fuck him now. Novak wrapped his legs around Roger's waist, pulling him deeper into him. He cried out when pain shot through him. “Novak,” Roger scolded before stilling to let him adjust, but Novak didn't want him to stop. He started to move his hips to get Roger started. “Novak, stop,” he said with a grimace.
“No, I'm ready,” he said. Roger gripped Novak's hips to stop him and he whined.
“Stop complaining,” Roger said sternly. “We haven't done this in over a month and your body needs to adjust,” he said. He gently cupped Novak's face, looking into his hazel eyes. “Last thing I want to do is hurt you, baby,” he said sweetly before kissing Novak softly. The Serb moaned softly as Roger deepened the kiss. Novak wrapped his arms around Roger's neck and Roger began to slowly thrust in and out. Novak thrust his hips to meet his and they developed a rhythm together. It was slow and driving Novak mad because he wanted Roger to go faster, but he was right. He needed to adjust first. Roger put his arms underneath Novak's shoulders and cupped his face. “God, I've missed you so much, baby,” Roger whispered to him. His thrusts drew little grunts from the Serb underneath him. “Your mouth,” he said before kissing Novak's mouth. “Your nose,” he said before kissing the tip of the Serb's nose. “Your eyes,” he said. He kissed each closed eye before Novak opened them to gaze into Roger's. “And of course, I missed this,” he said before kissing and sucking Novak's neck. “Oh, God, did I ever miss this,” he said before licking the sensitive skin on the missed neck and Novak gasped out a moan. “Did you miss me, Novak?” he asked.
“Yes,” Novak gasped out.
“What did you miss?' Roger asked. “Tell me what you missed,” he said looking into his eyes. He didn't stop thrusting as Novak moaned out. “Tell me,” Roger said.
“I missed your hair. I missed running my .. uh..fingers through, unh, it,” he said amidst moans and thrusts. Roger smiled as Novak ran his fingers through his hair. “I...uh...oh, God, Roger,” he moaned as Roger hit his sweet spot. “I missed your voice. Ah, especially, oh, God, right there,” he moaned causing Roger to smile. “Especially when you speak, unh, Swiss German.”
“Yeah?” Novak nodded as Roger thrust faster. “What else?” Roger grunted.
“Your eyes watching me,” Novak breathed out. “Your mouth....ah....kissing me.” Roger leaned his head down and kissed Novak's mouth before moving down his neck. He changed angles and Novak grasped his shoulders. He was now hitting his sweet spot with each thrust. “Oh, God, and how I missed your cock inside me,” he breathed out causing Roger to chuckle. “Harder, Roger, please.” Roger sharpened his thrusts and hit Novak's sweet spot again and again. Novak gripped Roger's shoulders and tightened his legs around his waist. His boyfriend moaned deeply and soon Roger took hold of his penis and began to pull in time with his thrusts. “Roger,” Novak moaned out.
“Novak.” Roger felt his orgasm approaching and wanted Novak there too. “Come for me, baby,” he said into his ear. He repeated the command in Swiss German and the Serb groaned low. He gasped out as he came in Roger's hand. His muscles squeezed the life out of Roger's cock and the Swiss man thrust hard and let out a deep, strangled moan. Roger collapsed on top of Novak, but kept his weight on his elbows. He rested his forehead on Novak's as they tried to settled their breathing. Roger opened his eyes to see Novak panting, his eyes closed. “I love you,” he said kissing one closed eye. “I love you so much,” he said kissing the other.
“I love you, too,” Novak said opening his eyes. Roger kissed him and he moaned deeply. He undid his legs and rested his head back on a pillow. “Promise me something.”
“What?” Roger asked.
“Don't let us be apart for that long again,” Novak said. “We can only have phone sex so many times before it becomes unsatisfying.” Roger chuckled.
“I promise,” he said before sealing it with a kiss.
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The next morning, Novak woke up to the ringing of his phone. He went to go get it, where it was still laying on the bathroom counter, but the arm around him stopped him. “Let it ring,” Roger said.
“I can't,” he said before dislodging himself from Roger's grip. Roger watched him walk naked to the bathroom and pick up his phone. “Hello? Marian, hey, no, I was still sleeping. The ringing woke me up,” he said. “You're where?” he asked before there was a knock on his door. He hung up the phone as Roger sat up and went to search for his clothes. “It's too late,” Novak said finding his sweats. “Just stay in here and don't make a sound,” he said pulling on his sweats. He went out to the sitting room and shut the doors to the bedroom behind him. He walked over to the hotel room door and looked through the peephole. Sure enough, there stood his coach. He opened the door and tried to pretend everything was okay.
“You okay?” Marian asked.
“Fine. Why wouldn't I be?” he asked before letting his coach in. Marian gave him a strange look as he walked by and Novak wondered what it was for. He saw himself in a mirror hanging on the wall and saw a hickey already forming on his neck where Roger suck and bit his skin last night. “Oh, that, um ...” he started to say.
“Boyfriend get a little out of control last night?” Marian asked cause Novak to chuckle nervously. “Your mom told me so your dad, who was still pissed at the time, wouldn't tell me in a fit of rage. Notice I didn't tell anyone. Your career only just started.”
“So everyone tells me,” he said.
“Can I meet him?” Marian asked.
“Uh, he already left. He had an early morning practice,” he said.
“Another tennis player?” his coach asked. “Can you give me a clue?”
“A clue will give him away,” Novak said. Just then a sharp trill went through the room and both of them looked at their phones and found out it wasn't them.
“Thought you said he left,” Marian said. He went for the door, but Novak stood in his way. “Oh, come on, Novak. I'm your professional coach. I can keep a secret.”
“You sure?” Novak asked. “Because his career can get hurt too if he's outed,” he said before Marian playfully shoved his player to the side and opened the door. Roger Federer stood there with a quirky grin as he hung up his phone and then pulled on his shirt.
“Wow,” Marian said causing both to chuckle. “You sure know how to pick them, Novak.”
“Apparently, I do.”
“Does your father know it's him?” Marian asked.
“Yes, he does,” Novak said as Roger sat on the bed. “I've already told him that if he outs Roger on purpose or by mistake even, I'll out myself,” he said causing Roger to smile and his coach's mouth to drop open.
“Don't forget about that book,” Roger said making Novak chuckle.
“Are you crazy?” his coach asked.
“No,” Novak said. “Just in love.” Roger chuckled as Marian gave out a huge grin.
End of Chapter Eighteen
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