Tennis One Shots

Alexander (Sascha) Zverev

Well, well, well, if it isn't the collection of one shots that I lowkey abandoned. Looks like I'm temporarily back, bitches. Try to enjoy this one, it's a bit shit :)

Your POV

After a long week at work, I sauntered into the house, threw my keys carelessly onto my kitchen table and sank down into one of the chairs, relieved at the weight being taken off my feet. I had never been more tired, the boss made us all work overtime because of some stupid deadline. Clearly, he needs to reevaluate his priorities in life, how dare he make us stay late on a Friday?

I really didn't need the added stress, I was already tired enough. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was 22:30. I groaned as I opened the fridge to find...absolutely nothing. Not a single morsel of food. I just couldn't be arsed to cook, all the local takeout places were closed. I was gonna starve.

That's when I heard a firm knock at my door. Wondering who it was, I looked through my window and saw that it was Sascha. Shit! I totally forgot that it was our date night. In his hands he was holding a large paper bag. Of course, I opened the door and let him in, he looked dashing, as usual.

'Hey, it's so nice to see you again Y/N. It feels like it's been a long time since we last properly saw each other.' He entered, kissing my cheeks with those soft lips.

I smiled and took his face in my hands, planting a gentle, passionate kiss on his lips that sent waves of tingles through my body. God, I missed him.

'So, I know it's been a really rough week for you and at first I thought we'd go out for dinner or something. But I figured you'd be too tired so I decided to bring a range of items and prepare you some food from Russia. What do you say?' His eyes lit up like that was the most exciting thing he would ever do.

'Sascha you have no idea how much I needed this, that sounds amazing.' I smiled at him, filled with love.

'Okay come here,' he held my hand and sat me down on a stool.

'Now, don't move, this is gonna be a little bit weird.' I felt a strip of material over my eyes and his hands at the back of my head, presumably tying a knot.

'Oh, I forgot to mention, this is a strictly mouths-only dining experience.' He grinned as he leant in to kiss me again, this time with more heat and passion.

I sat waiting for him, luckily my work clothes were form-fitting enough to make me look semi-date-appropriate. Vulnerably, I sat in the dark, all I could do was hear the pacing footsteps of Sascha as he cooked in my kitchen.

'Y/N can you hear that? That's the sound of the blini cooking in the pan. Here, help me mix the batter.' I held my hand out and felt his hard arm contracting and relaxing in cycles as he whisked the batter. I ran my hands up and down his arm, enjoying the movement and the physical contact.

Soon, they had finished cooking and Sascha plated them up. Inside they were filled with traditionally cooked Russian meat and smelled delectable.

'Okay, get ready to try it.' I heard him cutting up the blini on the plate.

Still blindfolded, I opened my mouth for him to place the food inside. I felt his arm graze against my neck as he slowly put the slice of blini in my mouth. His hot breath on my cheek as he came in close. My tastebuds exploded with flavour as the staple Russian cuisine satisfied my appetite. But my craving for Sascha was still a pressing need.

Then, I felt his fingers trace the contours of my collarbones and work their way up to my face. They stopped as they reached the border between my skin and my mouth, I enveloped his fingers with my lips and gently, seductively licked them, quickly pulling away and acting all coy.

It must have driven him nuts because straight away, he lifted me up so that my legs were around his toned waist. His warmth tickled my neck as he breathed heavily on my bare skin, I let out a soft moan and rolled my head backwards, desperately exposing more skin for him to get his hands on.

At this point my blindfold was still on, I was still vulnerable but somehow, I'd never felt safer. In his arms, skin on skin, I felt like I was at home.

He reached out and flicked off the lights, I was in for a good night.

Don't judge me, I know the quality of writing is literally disgusting but I didn't want this to disappear into oblivion. Also think it's a pretty cool concept, would've been great with proper execution rip