Tennis rps fic - Dress up, Roger/Rafa, NC 17

[louiselux]

last_panda requested Rafa/Roger with Rafa inna dress. eta: I changed the title to avoid confusion with another fic I wrote with emungere



Roger didn't say anything when Rafa came out of the bathroom wearing it, but his eyes widened and he raised a hand to his mouth. For a second Rafa thought he was going to laugh. Rafa thought about bolting. He could take it off, pass it off as a joke, not something he desperately wanted. He ran a hand down his stomach, damp fingers dragging at the silk. Roger's eyes followed the movement and the moment passed.

"Oh my god. You wanted to wear that?" Roger said, at last.

"… Yes," Rafa muttered, looking down at his bare feet. "I know." He laughed, although he felt more sick than anything else. "Is strange." He'd had his legs waxed a couple of weeks ago. He couldn't help noticing how good they looked now, only a few hairs showing, his skin all smooth and brown up to the knee. The rest of his legs were hidden by the dress.

It was a good one, as far as Rafa knew. He'd chosen it carefully, at least 30 minutes looking. It was pale cream, and it was not cut in a way to fit a man. It pulled in all the wrong places – stretched tight under his armpits, loose on the front, pulled taut across his thighs and his ass. He'd left his underwear off. Everything felt strange, the fabric clinging and touching in places he wasn't used to, and he loved it. He didn't need to look down to know that that part was obvious. He was half hard already.

"Wow," Roger said, finally. "Turn around."

Rafa turned, catching a glimpse of his own face in the mirror across the room. He looked red-faced and frightened. Roger came closer and paused, then put his hands on Rafa's hips. He stroked, exploring. Rafa let him.

"It makes your waist look so tiny," Roger finally said, fitting his hands around him. "Did you pick it yourself?"

"You like it?"

Roger moved his hands down to cup Rafa's ass. The silk made his hands glide. He inched Rafa closer to him, until their hips touched. "God," Roger muttered. "Yeah, it's good," he said. He kissed the edge of Rafa's mouth, pulling Rafa's skirt up at the back with one hand until he'd bared half of Rafa's ass. "It's a good cut."

Roger even sounded like he knew what he was talking about. Of course he would. He liked fashion. Clothes. He liked Rafa in women's clothes, it turned out. Rafa leaned against him, rubbing his cheek against the faint rasp of stubble on Roger's cheek. When he wasn't playing, he liked to not have to shave.

"You want me to fuck you in it," Roger said against his ear. "Don't you?"

"Dios. Yes." He melted against Roger. "How you always guess stuff?"

"It's what I want, too," Roger said. "Anyway, I know you."

Roger pushed him sprawling back onto the huge bed. They rolled in a tangle of arms and legs, Roger naked against him and grinding down, rubbing his cock over the silk, over Rafa's stomach. The sight of his hard tanned body, all dark hair and smooth muscle, against the dress was almost too much. He kept kissing Rafa's shoulder, at the place where the thin strap dug in. Not only kissing, licking, Rafa realised.

"Is too tight," Rafa gasped. "That strap."

Roger kneeled over him, canting low. "Yeah?" He took the side seam of the dress in both hands and tore. It ripped apart like paper in his hands.

"Oh. Shit." It was a 200 dollar dress. He decided he didn't care.

"That looks better," Roger said. His gaze was hazy and dark. He kissed the corner of Rafa's mouth, and put his hands possessively against each side of Rafa's face and stared down at him. "God, I want to fuck you. Where's the lube?"

"No." Rafa stared up, wondering what he looked like right now, to Roger. "I already—I am ready."

He'd spent ten careful minutes in the bathroom before he'd even put the dress on, fingerfucking himself. He moaned to himself at the heat in Roger's eyes as Roger swore and spread Rafa's thighs, pushing them back and up, lining up and driving into him in two hungry thrusts. Rafa tipped his head back into the pillow and hissed.

The dress was pooled around his waist, crushed between their chests. Ripped shreds of it tickled against Rafa's ribs like feathers. Roger was above him, moving deep inside him, almost bending him double, his fingers digging into the skin at the back of Rafa's knees. He was heavy, god, he was so heavy.

"I like it," Rafa said. "Wearing this." If he sometimes wished to be more eloquent with his English, this wasn't one of those times. Roger's lips parted. He stared down.

"Can't believe you, sometimes," Roger said. "The things you do." He touched Rafa's chest, then his waist, smoothing under the dress to touch bare skin. "It's so… pretty on you."

He dropped his head, hiding behind his hair like he might even feel silly saying that. There was no need - Rafa was the one in the dress, hard as iron and digging into Roger's thigh. Everywhere the dress touched him was twice as sensitive. Roger touched his cock, then squeezed it.

"You didn't wear… underwear," he said, sounding choked.

"Oh holy god," Rafa said. "I only have the men's."

The bed groaned as Roger moved faster and harder.

"Roger," Rafa gasped. "This dress-- is ruined."

"Sorry."

"You buy me a new one."

It was worth it to see the look on his face, a sort of hazy fascination. Roger closed his eyes and curled over him, tongue sliding over his bottom lip. His hand stayed gentle in Rafa's hair.

"Of course I will," he said. Sweat shone on his forehead. "I'll give you anything."

A seam around Rafa's thigh gave way with a soft tearing sound.

"Thank you," Rafa said. "Thank you."

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[last-panda.livejournal.com]

Roger moved his hands down to cup Rafa's ass. The silk made his hands glide. He inched Rafa closer to him, until their hips touched. "God," Roger muttered. "Yeah, it's good," he said. He kissed the edge of Rafa's mouth, pulling Rafa's skirt up at the back with one hand until he'd bared half of Rafa's ass. "It's a good cut."

ohgod, the imagery

"You want me to fuck you in it," Roger said against his ear. "Don't you?"

"Dios. Yes." He melted against Roger. "How you always guess stuff?"

"It's what I want, too," Roger said. "Anyway, I know you."

ahhhh Roger just ~knowing~ kills me ded (even if it would be a little obvious)

"You buy me a new one."

the image of roger shopping for a dress to put rafa in should not be as hot as it is. *__*

and rafa, in a silk dress, without any underwear? so much death. this was absolutely perfect hun. *smooshes*

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you. :)

*Goes away to think about Roger shopping for dresses.*

[adela80.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, that was. . . special.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Hehe. "Special."

Thank you!

[niennah.livejournal.com]

God, that was hot!


"Roger," Rafa gasped. "This dress-- is ruined."

"Sorry."

"You buy me a new one."

This made me lol. And then it made me stop as I imagined all the different ways they could ruin a succession of dresses...

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Right, right. There is a lot to think about...

[morebliss.livejournal.com]

holy. fuck.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[secretsolitaire.livejournal.com]

Nnnnngod, I have missed your porn. So good.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Aw, thank you very much! :)

[horizon-greene.livejournal.com]

<3

I don't think I will ever get enough of crossdresser!Rafa. And you write it so well.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much! The whole idea of Rafa in a dress is such an addictive concept.

[crystalusagi.livejournal.com]

Oh god, wow. You're really, really good at writing kink. I'm not even in rps tennis fandom, but I still had to read this anyway because I knew how good it was going to be as soon as I read the first sentence. *big grin* This was so awesome.

My favorite line: "Oh holy god," Rafa said. "I only have the men's."

I love that he says this. Because it's all so natural, and him not trying to be sexy, just something that's supposed to be practical but is really damn hot anyway because of it. Aaljafijg I heart cross-dressing fic.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you, that's a lovely compliment. I did want the language to come across as natural, so as to make the whole thing seem more real and intense. I'm very glad you liked that part!

[fedal-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Well, that was certainly good to read. (Major understatement.)

You've got quite a knack for writing the cross-dressing goodness (http://louiselux.livejournal.com/482918.html). XD

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. I just can't seem to stop myself! I'm really glad you enjoyed this one. :D

[inesdelsol.livejournal.com]

that was... *gulps*

oh god I love cross-dressing...

awesome fic <3

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[tarteaucitron.livejournal.com]

i love rafa's anxiety, the way he's just too strung out to pass it off as a joke, all "red-faced and frightened". fuck.

A seam around Rafa's thigh gave way with a soft tearing sound.

oh lou. strange prickly feelings all over! hummmmnnn.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Yay ~feeelings. :D Thank you!

[titania-torres.livejournal.com]

holy fuck. a crossdressing rafa by choice in a silk dress without underwear. unf!

this was beautiful imagery and the heat mmm and omg the thoght of roger shopping for a dress for rafa =dies=

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much :D

[meretricula.livejournal.com]

very hot, and just what we all need heading into the US Open! thank you for sharing with the class. =)

(out of curiosity - did you deliberately give this the same title as that fic about Rafa's Olympics outfit (http://community.livejournal.com/curious_spells/9015.html)? I only noticed when I was editing the new rec in right underneath it, but that could get a little confusing!)

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Thank you! There's nothing like a spot of crossdressing porn.

Also... oops. *facepalm* I forgot we'd called something that! Thank you for pointing it out - it's what comes of desperately trying to think of titles after a long day. I think I'm going to change the title of this one actually.

[meretricula.livejournal.com]

oh, okay - I'll check back and fix the rec later! (my netiquette is sadly lacking - am I supposed to give you a link or something? eh, idk, here (http://meretricula.livejournal.com/105785.html), just in case.)

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Oh, no worries - I think it's probably entirely up to you, but anyway I'm pretty excited you recced my stuff! :D That's a really handy page of recs too. Awesome!

[meretricula.livejournal.com]

my pleasure, definitely. =D

[buckle-berry.livejournal.com]

i am pretty erratic with lj atm, but luckily tarte knows all my actual kinks and pointed out that you had written this. omg.

i was all caught up in my ~~~feelings over the crossdressing and roger being all toppy and then:

"Of course I will," he said. Sweat shone on his forehead. "I'll give you anything."

oh man. why does it always end with me wanting them to get married and adopt lots of tiny babies? something is wrong with me.

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Oh damn, I really meant to email this to you but it kept slipping my mind! I was pretty sure you hadn't seen it yet.

Ever since I saw pictures of Rafa with the Mamma Mia cast I keep thinking of him in something pink and satiny. Why is he being so girly in my head?

[msb66.livejournal.com]

Excellent! I love a bit of cross dressing!

[safina-chos.livejournal.com]

Fuck, that was hot as hell.
I have a soft spot for the cross-dressing thingy...and Rafa in a dress is a perfection! So mesmerized by the image of the thin silk hugging his narrow waist and beautiful ass. Guh.

I love those last lines most;
"Of course I will," he said. Sweat shone on his forehead. "I'll give you anything."

A seam around Rafa's thigh gave way with a soft tearing sound.

"Thank you," Rafa said. "Thank you."

Fabulous!

[outofmonet.livejournal.com]

I'm very new, still getting the lay of the land but wanted to let you know that I really enjoy your work.