ℙ𝕦𝕟𝕫𝕟𝕒𝕡 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥 [Discontinued]

love me softly pt'2

Summary:

Punz preens above him, dipping his head to plant gentle kisses along his jawline and down the column of his neck. "You feel so good baby, doing so well for me," he whispers, and Sapnap feels as though he could cry. Where hockey is all about harsh words, sharp jabs, and bruising blows, here in Punz's bed all he's received are gentle touches and soft, whispered praises.

Sapnap rolls his eyes and something else too, puncturing a surprised groan from the man beneath him.

"Jesus fuck, Sapnap."

"Just take me upstairs already," Sapnap complains boredly, smirking as Punz runs knowing hands around his body. Sapnap tightens his tug on Punz's hair.

"I can do that."

Strong, calloused hands slide down Sapnap's sides to grip at the base of his thighs. He drops his grip on Punz's hair in favor of circling his arms around the blond's neck as he rises from the hot tub, shivering as the chill of the air pricks at his skin. Sapnap feels the chuckle rumble through Punz's chest when he clings just a little bit tighter in an attempt to hold on to any last dregs of warmth.

It's only when they're halfway back to the elevators that Sapnap remembers something. "Wait," he says, lifting his face from where he'd nestled into Punz's neck. "What about our stuff?"

Punz pauses, and Sapnap can see the conflict swimming in his eyes. After a moment's hesitation, he sighs, setting Sapnap down, but he's quick to link their hands together as he tugs Sapnap back towards the hot tub. Sapnap giggles at his eagerness, letting himself be tugged along as Punz grumbles to himself.

With arms full of their belongings, the pair make their way back to the elevators in relative silence. Now that they've had time to cool off, both literally and metaphorically, Sapnap finds that the knot of doubt in his stomach has begun to grow again. Punz must see the way his eyebrows knit together and the corners of his mouth turn down, because once they're in the elevator, he frees one of his arms and wraps it around Sapnap, pulling him into a sort of half hug. Sapnap allows himself to melt into Punz's side, greedily soaking up the warmth seemingly radiating from the man next to him. The ride up to their floor is silent, the two of them simply content to enjoy each other's company until the elevator announces their arrival.

Sapnap pauses in the hallway outside their rooms, hesitating for just a moment before Punz grabs his hand and drags him into his room. As soon as the door clicks shut, Sapnap finds himself pressed against it, the cool metal of the handle digging into the small of his back as Punz cages him in, hands pressed to the door on either side of his head. They aren't that far apart in height, Sapnap knows this, but he can't help but feel small where he stands between Punz's arms.

Sapnap drops his belongings on the floor in favor of lifting his arms to loop around Punz's neck, fingers tangling in the blond's hair as he tries to pull him in. Out of the corner of his eyes he can see the way Punz's muscles tense as he presses back, and a whine slips from his throat before he can stop it.

"Use your words, darling," Punz murmurs, and Sapnap can't decide if he wants to kiss or punch the pretty smirk off his lips.

"Kiss me," he breathes instead, tacking on a "please" when Punz raises an eyebrow at him.

His eyes flick up as he tilts his head to the side, seemingly deep in thought, but when Sapnap tugs again, he lets himself fall into the smaller man. His hands slide from the door, down Sapnap's sides, settling at his waist where he digs his fingers into the soft skin. The pressure draws a gasp from Sapnap, and Punz takes the opportunity to lick into his mouth, greedily drinking in the sounds that escape his throat as Punz presses their bodies together.