Just Watching The Football | RICKY GERVAIS X STEPHEN MERCHANT

Getting Steamy

Ricky was immensely happy about sharing his first kiss with Stephen. He never thought in a million years that it would happen, but look at them now. Stephen had to do something to get Ricky to stop apologizing, and it most certainly worked. Very well, at that.

The two lovebirds kept kissing each other for a few minutes when Ricky started making a few... Noises. Sort of like small moans. Yeah, you could call them that. And by hearing those small moans, you could tell one thing: Ricky loved what he was getting. A lot.

Stephen broke the kiss, giggling softly. "Ricky, are you moaning?" He inquired.

Ricky's cheeks turned a faint pink color. "N-No- I-I mean- Y-No I wasn't!" He was clearly very embarrassed. But there was no need to be, they were all alone. Just the two of them. Nobody else.

"You can tell me the truth, Rick, nobody's here," Stephen said with a faint blush. Ricky's head made a few small nods. He was too shy to say it, but he figured body language was most effective in these situations. Stephen chuckled softly. "Well, someone liked what I did."

Ricky's entire face went red. He didn't know what to do. He just sat there next to Steve, not saying anything. Steve kissed him again to loosen him up. This was merely a kiss on the lips, nothing remotely as passionate or as sensual as the last one they shared. Ricky quickly kissed him back, and this time is was a little passionate.

Steve petted his dark maroon hair as they kissed. Now, Steve was making a few soft moans, too. He was starting to get a little turned on, similarly to Rick. In fact, his "magic wand" was starting to "do it's magic". Ricky's thumbs gently went across Steve's face. His face had a prickly ginger beard on it, which he was complimented for quite frequently. He denies being a ginger all the time, calling himself a "strawberry blonde". But, if you look hard enough, he's a clear ginger.

The two of them kissed for a while before Ricky accidentally pushed Stephen down, making him lay down. Ricky laid on top of him, stroking his hair. "R-Ricky!" The ginger said in a playful but nervous tone. "C-Can we do this later? Don't we have things to do today?"

Ricky chuckled softly as he caressed the tall man's cheek. "Sure... But don't let me forget. This is the most important order of business to me," Ricky said flirtatiously. "Is it not?"

Stephen's face turned red. "Y-Yeah... I promise I'll remember... It'll be the only thing I think about, anyway. Hey- Can't we just pull a quickie or something?"

Ricky smirked and stroked the Bristolian's hair. "Stevie... Were there a bunch of little bangs or was there a big bang when the universe was created? Let's save our energy for tonight, ok?"

"Oh, alright. Anyway, should we get up and go do our actual business now?" Stephen asked.

Ricky got up and started running his fingers through his hair to fix it. "Absolutely," he said. "Let's get our work done, then we can mess around."