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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 Nine : US Open III
US Open, after quarterfinals.............
Novak was alone in his shower stall contemplating his win over Andy Roddick, angering the crowd at New York. He had never been booed before in his life. He didn't like being booed. The crowd seemed different in New York. When he defeated Roger in Australia no one booed him. Novak let out a deep sigh as he rested his head on the wall. He shouldn't have said what he said. It was stupid. Really, really stupid. And Roddick was a groupie of the Novak and Roger relationship. Maybe a part of him still resented the man from starting the little betting pool between them. He was so busy with his contemplating, that he didn't hear the shower curtain being pushed aside. He gasped in fright as strong arms wrapped around him, but relaxed when a familiar pair of lips caressed his neck. “Sorry,” Roger said.
“It's okay,” he said.
“You okay?” Roger asked rocking him side to side. Novak sighed as they swayed to imaginary music.
“They hate me,” he said.
“Who?”
“The New York crowd,” Novak said. “I was stupid and idiotic and said some bad things about Roddick and they booed me. I've never been booed before in my life.” Roger kissed his neck before turning him around and backing him up against the wall.
“What can I do to make you feel better?” he asked.
“You can make love to me tonight,” Novak said. “Then kick my ass in the semifinals.” Roger chuckled and leaned forward to kiss him hard. They kissed immensely as Roger's knee nudged up against Novak's cock. The Serb groaned into his mouth before suddenly grabbing Roger's ass and pulled him flush up against him. The move hardened Roger instantly and he broke the kiss to look at him.
“In here?” he asked and Novak bit his lip. He had a fantasy of doing it in here with Roger.
“Why not,” he said. “This is where my dreams about you started. I'd imagine you taking me against the wall as our peers were just inches away,” he said and Roger groaned softly.
“I hope you have a condom,” he said and Novak reached over and produced one of his favorite brands. He didn't even notice it when he came into the stall. He took it from his boyfriend and tore it open, keeping eye contact with Novak as he took it out of the wrapper and rolled it onto his cock. He reached over, still locked eyes with him, and grabbed the body wash on the shelf. He squirted some into his hand and replaced the bottle as his other hand with the wash smeared it onto his cock. “Do I need to prepare you?” he asked and Novak shook his head unable to speak under Roger's intense gaze. Roger bent his knees a little before grabbing Novak and lifting him up.
Novak wrapped his legs around Roger's waist and Roger eased into him slowly. It was a little tighter than usual because Novak wasn't prepared, but once Roger started thrusting in and out of him, Novak felt the little pain go away. Voices filtered around them and both were hard at the prospect of being discovered. It was a small stall and only the shower curtain shielded them. “Quiet, my lover,” Roger said into Novak's ear as he got a little faster in his thrusts. Novak drew his lips in when Roger nipped at his neck and moaned softly as Roger let out silent to soft grunts as he thrust upwards. Novak inhaled sharply as Roger thrust hard into him, before pulling him into a kiss. They silenced each other as Roger's hand slipped in between them and began to pull on the hard cock belonging to the Serb.
Novak whined into Roger's mouth and gasped out a little cry as Roger's cock found his sweet spot inside him. Roger never had any trouble finding it. His little cry caused Roger to stop thrusting and he whimpered. “I'm sorry. I'm sorry,” he cried out softly. Roger put his finger on his lips to silence him and he looked at him sternly. “Please, keep going,” Novak whispered. Roger put his lips close to Novak's ear and the Serb closed his eyes as Roger began talking.
“Another cry out like that and I'll leave you in here,” he whispered before moving his hips. “You promise to be quiet?” he asked.
“Yes, I promise,” Novak said into his ear. “Don't leave me in here,” he begged. He was rewarded with a tender kiss underneath his ear and Roger resuming his thrusting. Novak's mouth hung open in silence and he then whispered something in Serbian and Roger groaned softly.
“Do that again,” he demanded.
“What?” Novak asked.
“Whisper in your native language,” he said before thrusting again and Novak let out a Serbian curse before conversing softly in his language. Not long after Novak started whispering in Serbian, Roger starting speaking in his native language, Swiss German. They kissed in between simple phrases in their native languages as Roger thrust faster. He pulled and squeezed on Novak's cock and they continued to converse in their native languages. Novak was the first to come, moaning softly into Roger's mouth, releasing into the hand around his member. Roger was not far behind moaning in Swiss German as he came inside the condom.
“Holy shit,” Novak whispered causing Roger to chuckle softly. “Who knew Swiss German could sound so sexy.”
“When you say it right it does,” Roger said before kissing him softly. He let Novak down and finished the kiss, worrying the Serb's lower lip with his teeth. “The Serbian wasn't half bad either,” he said.
“When you say it right,” Novak said. “I need to get to the press conference,” he said. Roger nodded and gave him one last kiss before he left the shower, pulling a towel around his waist.
Later that night, Novak was fast asleep in Roger's arms when the Swiss' phone went off. Roger grabbed it and saw a message from Rafa.
'Sleep tight for match against Nole.' Roger smirked looking down at the sleeping Serb in his arms before replying to the message.
'I will.' They usual don't sleep together before playing each other, but Novak needed some cheering up after being booed. Not waiting for Nadal to reply, he turned his phone off and settled up behind Novak. He kissed his neck lightly and turned off the light before putting his head down. It wasn't long before he too was fast asleep.
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When Roger woke up, he was alone. He knew Novak would be up first because he was always the earlier riser. Besides, Novak didn't have any clean clothes in his bag. He had to get up and ready himself for their match. Him too. He got up and turned on his phone. There was another text message on his phone. This one from Roddick.
'Good job on cheering up, Novak, in the shower. Next time, keep it down just a tad.' Roger blushed wondering who else heard and decided not to ask. He was sure it would be seen in people's faces when he looked them in the eye.
In the players lounge, Serena and Ana were watching as Novak got himself a light breakfast of fruit and sat down at a table by himself. Roger came in soon after and sat down at the table with them. “Have nice night?” Serena asked.
“Good night sleep?” Ana asked.
“Yes, I did,” he said. Both girls were looking at him like they wanted something else. He looked behind him to see they were watching Novak eat breakfast. He was currently opening up an orange while reading something on his phone. “He was already gone when I got up this morning.”
“So, you spent the night with each other despite having to play each other the next morning?” Serena asked.
“Yes, we did,” he said. If it wasn't so empty in the player's lounge, they wouldn't be having a conversation like this.
“You couldn't get him worked up before the match,” Ana said.
“What?” Roger asked.
“You know,” Serena said. “Do something to throw him off his game. Kinda like pay back for the Australian Open defeat.”
“You want me to make him frazzled?” Roger asked. “How?”
“You're his boyfriend,” Serena said. He really was glad no one else was in the lounge other than them. “A little lip lock in the locker room to remind him who's boss in the bedroom.” Ana giggled as Roger went a little red.
“He knows who's boss in the bedroom,” he said and they giggled. “You want to see a little lip action?” he asked and they both nodded. “Good thing there aren't cameras in here,” he said before standing up. Both girls laughed as Roger got up and headed over to the breakfast bar. They watched as Roger walked passed Novak who briefly glanced at the Swiss' ass as it went by before going back to his phone. They watched Roger get some coffee before adding cream and sugar. Rafa and Andy Murray came in and joined them, wondering what was going on.
“What happening?” Rafa asked.
“Roger's going to work up Novak,” Ana said. “Little lip action.” They watched as Roger pretended to stir his coffee while he approached Novak from behind. They noticed wait staff at the bar and Roger was waiting until the coast was clear. The bartender left the lounge behind the staff door and by then, Novak had a half piece of orange between his fingers in his left hand. Once the staff door was closed, Roger put the coffee down and grabbed Novak's wrist.
Before the Serb could react, Roger took the piece of fruit from his fingers with his mouth. Novak felt his mouth go dry as he felt Roger pull away from his hand, his moist lips running along his skin. Roger took a quick glance to see the audience grew and the coast was still clear before kissing Novak hotly. He pulled away at the sound of some clearing their throat, pulling at his lover's bottom lip with his teeth. Roger got his coffee and walked back to the table for his bag. “That was hot,” Murray said.
“Glad you liked it,” Roger said getting his bag and heading out. When they looked back at Novak, he was still frozen in his spot before gathering his bearings and stood up. He gathered his breakfast, tossed it away and grabbed his own bag. He passed a snickering table on his way out as he made his way to the locker room.
Andy and Rafa stayed in the player's lounge because they were next up after Roger played Novak. Serena and Ana hurried to Maria's hotel room where they planned to watch the match. The Russian player already had popcorn ready for them and they settled as the pregame commentary started.
Meanwhile...........
“What the hell was that back there?” Roger looked up to see a flustered Novak standing in front of him.
“What was what?” he asked getting his bags situated on his shoulders.
“You raping my fingers and mouth with yours,” Novak said causing Roger to chuckle.
“That was done at the request of Ms Williams and Ms Ivanovic,” Roger said. “They wanted me to work you up as they said before the match.”
“Well, it worked,” Novak said. “How the hell am I supposed to play after you did that to me?”
“Don't think about it,” Roger said before kissing him on the cheek and heading out.

The match ended in four sets. Roger let him have the second set before creaming him like he wanted. It was all good. That night when they made love, Roger let him be on top.
Roger woke up the day of his finals match with Murray, feeling refreshed. He and Novak had spent the previous day in bed as his mother ran interference with his father. They had some fun with the vibrator that Novak had forgotten to mention he had brought along. He let Novak sleep as he got dressed for his match. Fully dressed and with his two tennis bags, he leaned over and gave Novak a kiss on the head before heading out.
Roger was in the locker room when his phone went off. He looked at the screen to see it was Novak. He accepted the call. “You just wake up?” he asked.
“No, I've been up for a while,” Novak said. “I realized that I had to move out of your room if I was going to order breakfast.” Roger chuckled as he listened to hear Novak enter his own room and put his bag down. “I didn't think room service needed to get an order from Roger Federer's room while he was at Arthur Ashe.”
“Yeah, that was probably a good idea, going to your room,” Roger said. “You going to be there or my room after?”
“I'll sneak back to your room when the match is over,” Novak said. “My family is coming over to my room to watch it.”
“Mother will run interference with your father probably.”
Most likely,” he said. “I'll see you tonight,” he added.
“Okay,” Roger said. “I love you.” Novak smiled as he bit his lip.
“I love you, too,” he said back and he was sure Roger was smiling.
End of Chapter Nine
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