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Quiet moments were rare for them. Speedball would be lying if they said they weren’t just a little relieved when their flights home were cancelled due to an impending snowstorm, giving them and Kevin an extra night in their hotel.
They were currently laying on the sofa together, watching a hockey game. Kevin was trying his best to pay attention and act like he understood what was going on. In any case, what mattered most was that Speedball was laying their head on his chest, taking slow, easy breaths.
Kevin felt a warm, bubbly feeling well up in his chest. He pressed a kiss to Speedball’s head, earning a soft hum.
“… Who’re you rooting for here?” Kevin asked.
The game was between the Toronto Maple Leafs and the Winnipeg Jets. Speedball scrunched their nose at Kevin’s question.
“Toronto is a big rival of the Habs, so I guess I’ll go with Winnipeg. And they’re the Winnipeg Jets, so that makes me like them more.” Mike answered, giving their partner’s hand a squeeze.
Kevin let out a soft laugh and hugged Mike a little closer. “The Habs are Montreal’s team, I’m guessing?”
Mike hummed. “They’re officially called the Montreal Canadiens, but fans call them the Habs. It’s short for habitants.”
“Gotcha,” Kevin answered. Cliche as it was, Mike’s French always had an effect on him. The subtle difference in their voice, how it went just a little deeper, a little more nasally… it was cute. Kevin wished he could understand what was being said. Though, maybe the mystery added to the allure…
A comfortable silence settled over the pair as Mike continued watching the game. Kevin picked up his phone, held it above Speedball’s head, and opened his google translate app.
He looked at Mike and cleared his throat.
“Voos etts… tresse bough.”
Mike sat up, raised an eyebrow, and tried their best to hold back their laughter.
“Vous êtes très beau?” they asked.
“Uh… yeah,” Kevin smiled back, despite his wounded pride.
Mike leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to Kevin’s lips. “Tu es mignon.”
Kevin’s eyebrows knitted together for a moment. “That sounded like filet mignon, but I don’t think that’s what you said.”
Mike giggled at that, giving Kevin a light smack on the cheek. “No. But you’re close! Mignon is French for cute.”
“Oh… so you’re mignon.”
Mike pressed a finger to Kevin’s nose. “Non, toi!”
That one went over Kevin’s head, but he was happy to hear it nonetheless. There was a goofy smile plastered on his face as he looked at Mike.
Mike looked back with adoration in their eyes. They leaned forward and asked softly, “Do you like it when I speak French?”
Kevin hummed and nodded his head. “It’s pretty hot, I can’t lie.”
Mike’s lips spread into a grin. “I can say a few more things, if you’d like.”
“Yeah?” Kevin readjusted so he was sitting up straight, his back leaning against the arm of the couch. Mike was sitting on their heels between his legs. “What do you have to tell me, Speedy?”
A rosy blush settled into Mike’s cheeks. “Peut-être… J'aime sucer ta bite. J’aime ta bite, beaucoup. Et tu fais des bruits si mignons quand je te fais baiser.”
Kevin didn’t know what Mike was telling him, but his cheeks were burning more with each word. His dick, too, took a keen interest in the way Mike’s pupils dilated and their voice went hush.
Kevin palmed his stiffening cock through his sweatpants. “Tell me more,” he asked softly.
Mike laughed, the blush in their cheeks deepening. “Ta bite dans mon cul me fait folle. J’aime la sexe avec toi, de toutes façons. Parce que je t’aime.”
Kevin beamed, his hand sneaking under the waistband of his sweatpants. “I know that one, je t’aime. And I love you too.”
Mike leaned forward and captured Kevin’s lips in a hungry kiss, bracing one hand against Kevin’s chest.
“Do you know what baise-moi, je t’en prie means?” Mike whispered.
Kevin’s dick was fully erect now, and his breath was getting heavy. “…No, tell me.”
“Fuck me, please.”
Kevin’s mouth went dry. He grabbed the back of Mike’s neck and pulled them forward, all but devouring him with a kiss before coming up for air and telling his partner,
“Get on that bed right now and I will.”