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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 Five
Roland Garros 2008
Roger had no idea what was in store for him when he found a note from Novak. How the Serb got it into his locker he had no idea. Roger had made it into the finals for the French Open. Novak wanted to give him something special.
'Something special awaits you. You know where to find me. N-'
Along with the note was a key card and his room number. Since Germany, they grew closer together.
Whenever they shared the same bed, Novak always ended up in his arms against him. Now, Roger found himself using the key card and entering Novak's suite. He put his tennis bag down on the floor next to Novak's in the sitting room before walking into the bedroom. He heard the shower running and walked over to the doorway. “Novak?”
“Hey,” a voice called through the cream colored shower curtain.
“So what's the something special?” Roger asked with his arms crossed. The curtain pulled back and Novak stood there, naked, dripping and flushed.
“You. Me. Naked. Shower,” he simple stated before closing the curtain. Roger never got out of his clothes as fast as he did at that moment. He barely got a glimpse of that gorgeous body before the curtain closed again. Novak smirked when he heard Roger enter the shower and then the Swiss' arms came around him.
“You. Me. Naked. Shower,” Roger repeated. “What next?” he asked. Novak turned around to kiss him.
“You're going to take me right here against the shower wall,” he said and Roger instantly hardened. Roger bent down and picked him up, causing him to wrap his legs around his waist. Novak pulled him into a kiss, causing him to moan.
“Condom?” Roger asked before kissing Novak's jaw. Novak pressed one into his hand. “Lubricant?”
“You have a choice,” he said as Roger nipped at his collarbone. “The body wash or the shampoo.” He heard Roger groan before hearing a cap pop open. Soon, a slick finger entered him and he bent his head back against the wall. Looking over, he saw the lid to his body wash open. He didn't have time to react because Roger entered two more fingers at the same time. “Oh, Roger, please,” he moaned.
Roger tore open the condom with his teeth and rolled it on. He spread some of the body wash on his covered member before entering Novak. The Serb moaned out as Roger eased into him. He joined their lips together as their bodies joined together. He only waited a few seconds, water streaming down on them, before thrusting into the body. Novak groaned when Roger pulled back then pushed, hitting his prostate. Roger kissed him softly before abandoning the mouth and kissed down the delectable neck exposed to him. “Roger,” Novak moaned as he thrust faster.
Roger changed angles and got a gorgeous sounding moan from Novak. He groaned into the neck and reached between them. The organ was hard and ready for his touch like always. He began to pull it in time with his sharp thrusts and it didn't take long for Novak to come. The Serb cried out in ecstasy as he came in Roger's hand. Roger was soon behind him and came in a strangled moan. They stayed joined until Roger couldn't hold up Novak anymore. Novak unwrapped his legs from Roger's waist and stood as Roger removed the condom. He pulled him into a kiss and moaned in delight as Roger turned off the water. Roger then kissed down his neck again, unable to stay away from it. “We should move this to the bedroom,” Novak suggested.
“Why?” Roger asked before licking the earlobe then sucked on it, making Novak lose his train of thought before regaining it.
“Because the rest of the condoms are in there.”
“Hmm,” Roger moaned and it went straight to Novak's cock, “that is a dilemma.”
“Roger,” he groaned.
They did make it to the bedroom and Roger found himself looking up into Novak's pleasure filled face. Novak was on top, straddling his waist, riding his cock. His hands held onto the hips of the Serb as he let Novak have control, for the time being. His fingers dug into the lightly tanned skin and Roger knew he would leave marks. “Oh, Rog,” Novak moaned and Roger moaned with him as he craned his head back and once again, Roger felt Novak's neck calling to him.
Removing his hands from the hips, he moved Novak's hands off his shoulders and sat up. The Serb on top let out a deep moan when the angle changed. Roger pulled his legs to wrap around his waist and Novak let out another deep moan. “So good,” he muttered causing Roger to smirk before placing small kisses and nips on his neck. Novak moved closer if that was possible and pulled Roger's head up from his neck. “Leave my neck alone,” he said.
“I can't help it,” Roger said kissing the lips instead. “I'm addicted to it,” he said. He went to go back to what he was doing, but Novak stopped him. It was then he noticed that Novak had stopped thrusting his hips.
“How about I nibble on your neck for awhile?” he asked before pulling Roger into a kiss. They moaned in sync before Novak pulled away and began to kiss down Roger's neck. He started moving his hips again and it didn't take him long to find Roger's sensitive spot on his neck. Roger moaned when Novak came to where his Adam's apple rested. He lost his balance and put out a hand to stop them from falling. Then, he caught Novak by surprise when he flipped them over to be on top. Novak let out a gasp of laughter as Roger settled in between his legs.
“You okay with this way?” he asked as Novak ran his fingers through his hair.
“Yeah, I'm fine,” he assured him and wrapped his legs back around his waist and Roger leaned down and kissed him, resuming the thrusts.

The minute Novak's mother, Dijana Djokovic, walked into the room, she noticed a second tennis bag sitting next to her son's. Her son's lover was another tennis player. For weeks she had been hounding him to tell her who this new boyfriend of his was, but he refused to give into her and he never let a name slip. Ever since he had his break down in New York last year after Roger Federer defeated him, she had been worried about him. When he told her about his new boyfriend, she got excited at the prospect of him moving on from his Roger crush. Now she had a chance to see who this mysterious boyfriend was. She knew it was wrong, but she needed to see who it was. It was driving her insane.
Dijana put her bag down and quietly walked over to the door. A sharp moan got her attention and she knew who that sharp moan belonged to; her son. A deep moan followed the sharp one and that one belonged to her son's lover. Now she knew why her knocking went unanswered and she had to use her key. The door was slightly open and it was enough for her to take a quick peek.
Turned out to be more than a quick peek.
The sight before her nearly had her bursting into the room to get the guy off her baby. Both were butt naked with Novak underneath his guy who was assaulting his neck while thrusting into him. Novak's legs were wound tightly around his waist. She couldn't see the man's face until he lifted his head and Novak pushed some of his hair back to reveal it which was the most shocking revelation. Her son's tennis playing lover was none other than his on court rival and the man he had been swooning over for two years; Roger Federer. The ATP World #1 was naked on top of him. The only thing that kept her from seeing Roger in all his glory was a sheet that was wrapped around them. A sharp jab of his hips had her son moaning out in pleasure with him groaning right after him and Dijana decided to leave them in peace.
Backing up, she had forgotten about the table with a lamp on it and she knocked into it. She tried to catch the lamp as it fell, but she missed it. It fell to the floor, causing the bulb to pop with a bright flash. She really hoped that they didn't notice.

Novak and Roger were getting towards the end, ready to pop themselves when a flash caused them to freeze, the love making ceasing. Roger looked up as Novak put his head back, looking at the door. “Hello?” he called out. He really hoped it wasn't his father.
“It's just me, sweetie,” a voice Roger didn't recognize called, but the Serbian curse from underneath him caused him to groan and bury his head into the Serb's neck. It was worse than Novak's father.
“Don't tell me,” he said against the skin.
“Hi, Mum,” Novak said before grunting as his boyfriend pulled out of him. Roger rolled off of him and they began to dress. “This is just perfect,” he said in a hushed whispered as they rushed to get dressed. “Having sex while my mother watches. This will be a new one for my therapist. And right before we were going to climax, too.” Novak's rant only made Roger laugh as he tossed the condom away. “This is not funny, Rog!” he snipped.
“It kinda is,” he said pulling his pants on.
“My mother was just spying on us in bed and you think it's funny?” Novak asked, still in a hush whisper.
“Okay, it's a little creepy.” Novak sighed as he pulled on his shirt and headed out. Dijana was sitting the lamp on the table when he came out.
“Mum, how many times do I have to tell you to knock?” he asked as she righted herself up to look at him.
“I did, several times. You apparently didn't hear me,” she said causing him to groan. “I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to cause coitus interruptus,” she said.
“Mum!” Novak exclaimed blushing. He could only imagine the look on Roger's face in the bedroom. He was probably laughing.. “He's in there, you know,” he whispered pointing to the bedroom door. Dijana giggled as Novak sighed out. “I guess you should met him,” he said.
“You bet your ass I'm going to meet him,” she said. “Especially after seeing your ass with his cock up it.”
“Mum!” Novak protested. Roger was probably losing it after that comment.
“Nole, can you really blame me?” she asked. “I've been bugging you for weeks to tell me who he was and you kept turning me away. The door was open and I heard the sounds of copulation and I had to see who it was,” she explained. “Can you imagine my surprise to see Roger Federer, the man you had an emotional break down over last year, on top of you? My little baby boy?”
“I'm not a baby anymore, Mum,” he said blushing.
“You're my firstborn, Nole. You will always be my baby,” she said. “Just tell me you're being safe.”
“I won't tell you anything if you don't behave,” he snapped before going into the bedroom to get Roger. He was pulling on his jacket when Novak came in. He was right. The Swiss was laughing.
“Coitus interruptus?” Roger asked. “Copulation?”
“My mum holds nothing back when she talks sex,” Novak said. “You can imagine what my life was like when I told her I was gay and she was determined to help me through any relationship.”
“How did that work out for you?”
“I don't know,” Novak said. “You're my first boyfriend.” Roger smiled as Novak gestured to the door.
“Ready?”
“Sure,” he said before shuffling his hair up a bit to fix it.
“Rog, she knows we were having sex. You don't have to fix it.” Roger gave him a quick peck on the cheek before letting the Serb lead him out.
The woman who sat on the couch was very beautiful. She had blonde hair and distinctive features, but Novak looked nothing like his mother and he wondered what he got from her at all. As Novak pulled him closer, Roger spotted the woman's eyes. They were the same shade of hazel as Novak's, telling him where his gorgeous boyfriend got his gorgeous eyes. “Mum, Roger. Roger, my mum, Dijana.” Dijana stood up from the sofa and enveloped a surprised Roger into a hug. “She's a hugger,” Novak said.
“I can see that,” Roger said hugging her back.
“I'm sorry,” she said. “It's just wonderful to meet you after all these weeks. I've been wanting to meet you ever since I noticed the change in Nole.”
“Oh, well,” Roger blushed.
“He's so much more handsome up close,” Dijana said to Novak causing Roger to blush again. His mother obviously liked what she saw when she peeked through the door.
“Careful, Rog. She stalked the last guy she had a crush on,” Novak said.
“Who was that?” Roger asked.
“My dad,” he answered causing her to smack him.
“Well, I hate to run after just meeting you, but I have to go,” Roger said.
“So soon?” Dijana asked.
“Roger has the final tomorrow, Mum,” Novak said as Roger bent down to pick up his bag. He craned his neck as he looked at Roger's ass and his mother pushed him forward as Roger slung his bag over his shoulder. Novak walked him to the door with his mother watching them. “So much for our night of love making,” he said low enough so she wouldn't hear.
“We could always finish with her in the room,” Roger suggested causing Novak to glare at him. “It was just a thought.”
“Well, we could always celebrate after you win,” he said causing Roger to chuckle.
“No, I'll just leave you with this,” Roger said before capturing his lips in a heated kiss. Roger's hands cupped his face and he pushed him into the wall. Dijana turned her back to give them a little privacy but she turned back to see Roger give Novak's neck a little love bite. “It was nice to meet you, Dijana,” he said.
“Nice to meet you, too, Roger,” she said before Roger gave Novak one last kiss and then left the room.
“He sure loves that neck of yours,” she commented once the door closed.
“I have no idea why he does,” Novak said rubbing where Roger gave him the love bite.
“I like him, sweetie,” she said.
“I love him.”
End of Chapter Five
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