Chapter Thirteen: Wimbledon II
Novak's quarterfinals match, Roger was feeling a lot better. When he jumped out of his seat every time Novak made an awesome point, he didn't get light headed or dizzy. Novak beat Marcel Grandollers in his quarterfinals match. With a huge fist pump, he celebrated winning the second set and both Roger and Dijana were on their feet. When it was over, Roger was standing for the whole on court interview and Brad Gilbert noticed. "Roger seems to be feeling better," he commented to Novak.
"Yes, he is feeling a lot better," Novak said. "He's not dizzy when he stands up too fast or coughing too much."
"What about the snoring?" he asked and Novak laughed.
"Unfortunately, Roger still snores. He will always snore," he said and everyone laughed, "but only on his back. If he's on his side, it's not so bad and it lulls me to sleep," he said and every one awed at him as he collected his bags and leaves the court. He took a quick shower before entering the press conference room. He finished early and headed back to the house. He sighed as he got out of the car and headed into the house. When he entered the door, he chuckled seeing candles along the hallway. "This is a fire hazard," he said.
"Then blow them out as you pass them!" Roger shouted from upstairs. He chuckled as he snuffed out the candles as he passed them. He put his bags down on the floor and walked up the stairs, putting out the candles as he passed them. Entering the bedroom, he found his husband, all in black, waiting for him on the bed. "About time you showed up," he said and Novak chuckled.
"You're dressed in black," Novak said.
"Yeah, so?" Roger asked getting up from the bed.
"You only dress up in black for special, private celebrations," Novak said as Roger unzipped his white jacket. "Soooo, what is the occasion, Mr. Federer?"
"You made it to the semifinals, Mr. Djokovic," he said. "Plus, I'm not sick anymore," he added before capturing Novak's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Novak moaned into Roger's mouth and it only fueled Roger to start undressing him. Clothes just fell off him as Roger stripped him and he found himself reacting and began to undress Roger. Novak jumped up and Roger caught him with a grunt. Roger got onto the bed with Novak in his arms and they stripped the rest of the way. Novak gasped when he felt Roger's slick fingers enter him. He didn't even notice him get the oil out of the drawer. He moaned out when Roger moved them in and out of his entrance and he grasped onto Roger's shoulders.
"Roger," he moaned.
"Why are you always so tight?" Roger asked as he curled his fingers inside of his husband. Said husband groaned as Roger's fingers touched his nerve bundle.
"I don't know," Novak groaned out as Roger took his fingers out and put Novak's legs up onto his shoulders. "Oh, God, what are you doing?" he asked.
"This is your recovery," Roger said slicking up his cock. He guided his cock to Novak's entrance before pushing into him. Novak groaned as Roger didn't stop pushing until he was all the way up into the hilt. "Oh, God, I love the sounds you make when I enter you." He put Novak's legs around his waist, shifting inside his husband. Novak let out a whimper as Roger kissed him and he wrapped his arms around his neck. Roger began to move his hips and they soon were moving together in a steady rhythm. They kissed as they moved together, moaning and groaning. Roger, knowing how his husband liked it, grew faster and faster with his thrusts.
"Oh, God," Novak gasped out as Roger changed the angles of his thrusts and began to hit his prostate with each thrust of his hips. He let out a stream of moans as Roger pummeled into his ass.
"So, good," Roger said into his ear. Novak gasped out, holding onto his husband. He squeezed his legs around Roger's waist. His moans echoed through the bedroom and it drove Roger. He dug his knees into the bed and thrust faster into Novak.
"Oh, God, yes," the Serb said. "Faster, Roger," he said.
"You want me to break me something?" Roger asked.
"No," Novak strained out and Roger groaned when he felt the muscles around his cock squeeze tight.
"Oh, you little..." he strained out before pulling out, despite Novak's protests.
"No, no, no. Don't stop," he said before Roger flipped him over onto his stomach. Novak let out a whine when Roger slipped back into him. "Oh, God, Roger." Keeping Novak down and his legs spread, Roger thrust deep and hard into him. Novak tried to move, but Roger kept him pinned down and soon Novak found himself spread eagle like the night in his parents house for Christmas.
"I love your flexibility," Roger said. Novak groaned as Roger thrust in and out of him. He wanted to so desperately stroke his cock, but Roger had him pinned onto the bed and his cock was pressed between him and the sheets. He moaned out when each thrust of Roger's hips moved him against the sheets and his cock was pulsing for release. He needed a human touch, whether it was his own or Roger's. He reached down to touch himself, but a sharp slap on his ass caused him to stop and he let out a yelp. "Don't you dare touch yourself," he said.
"Roger, please. I need something on it," Novak pleaded and Roger stopped thrusting. "No, please, don't stop." He let out a sharp cry when Roger smacked his ass again and felt Roger lean forward.
"Lift up your hips," Roger said into his ear. Novak groaned as he lifted himself up as high as he could and he felt Roger attach their vibrator to his cock. He gasped out a moan when Roger turned it on and felt Roger's lips at his ear. "Better?" he asked. Novak nodded and Roger kissed his temple before thrusting into him, hard and fast. The bed began to move with them as Roger sharpened his thrusts and changed the angle. The cock inside Novak was now hitting his prostate with every thrust and the Serbian underneath the Swiss began to groan and moan like he did on the court earlier when fighting for a point.
"Yes, yes, yes," Novak chanted as Roger kept thrusting in the same angle and he began to kiss Novak's neck. "Roger," he gasped as his cock was vibrated into submission by the vibrator. Novak let out a cry of delight and passion, his body arching up as he came. His cock spurted and his muscles clenched around Roger's cock. Roger groaned before he came in a loud moan, bending his head back and his body arching as well. He came inside Novak and he let out a sigh as he came off his high. Novak was still beneath him as he pulled out and laid down on his back.
"Wow," Roger said.
"Yeah, wow," Novak said. "The sheets are ruined," he said reaching underneath him and turning off the vibrator. He pulled it off of him and put it on the nightstand. He let out a groan as he turned around onto his back, flexing his legs before curling up next to Roger. "I love my flexibility too," he said before kissing Roger on the cheek. He set his head down on Roger's shoulder and closed his eyes. Pretty soon he heard Roger snoring and he lifted his head. "Roger, you're snoring. Let's get you on your side," Novak said and Roger groaned as he rolled onto his side and pulled Novak up against him.
"Don't complain when my morning wood is sticking you in the back then," Roger said before kissing Novak on the neck.
"Okay," Novak chuckled and then closed his eyes. Roger's soft snoring on his side slowly put him to sleep.
Novak woke up first and he sighed as Roger's arm pulled him closer when he moved. He chuckled feeling Roger's morning wood poking him in the back. He was just about to go back to sleep when he heard the door open downstairs. "Roger! Novak!" It was his mother. "I brought the kids back!" she called out. Novak groaned as he tried to get up, but Roger's arm wouldn't let him.
"Roger, Mum's back with the kids," he said. "Let me up." Roger moaned in disappointment as Novak flung his arm away from him and got out of bed. "If you behave, I'll take care of your morning wood for you," he said as he pulled on some clothes.
"Hmm, I like that promise," Roger said as he rolled over and laid on his other side. Novak sighed as he headed downstairs.
"Daddy," the kids said together, bringing a smile to his face. He gave them each a kiss before kissing his mother.
"Morning, sweetie," she said.
"Morning," he said. He started the coffee for Roger and got the kids their cereal. His mother poured the milk and started breakfast for them. "Mum, you don't have to make us breakfast."
"I want to. Now go get that husband of yours. He needs to eat too," she said. Novak nodded and headed back upstairs to get Roger up.
"Hey, Roger, Mum's got breakfast cooking," Novak said.
"Okay," Roger answered, but when Novak came into the bedroom, he wasn't there.
"Roger? Where are you?" he asked. The door behind him closed and he turned around to see a naked Roger Federer standing before him. "Holy shit," he exclaimed and Roger chuckled. "I guess breakfast can wait for awhile," Novak said as Roger walked up to him.
"Yeah, I'd thought you'd say that," he said before kissing his husband. Before Novak could react, Roger had him in bed again. He did promise Roger he'd help him with his morning wood.
Twenty minutes later, they were both downstairs. Sitting at the dinner table, they both started to eat breakfast before looking over at Dijana. "What?" Novak asked.
"Nothing. I didn't even hear you guys up there," she said and Novak nearly choked on his orange juice. The twins chuckled at their daddy and Roger groaned.
"I have a very insatiable husband, Mum," Novak said. "It's his fault," he added.
"It's always my fault," Roger complained.
"Get a beer gut and it won't be your fault," Novak said and Roger laughed out.
"With the way our love life is, I could have a beer gut and you'll still get into bed with me," Roger said and it was Novak's turn to chuckle.
"Are you really talking about that in front of your kids?" Dijana asked.
"They're not paying attention," Novak said.
"Yeah, but just wait. In a couple of months, you guys are going to have to watch what you say around them," she said. "They're going to start asking questions about that particular subject," she said.
"They are going to have to wait until they're older," Novak said. "I'm not ready for them to ask about that just yet," he said.
"Me neither, but it's going to happen," Roger said. "Rosie's going to be a heart breaker. We need to keep an eye on her when she gets older," he said and Novak groaned.
"What about Theo?" Dijana asked.
"Are you kidding? The dads of the girls he dates have to worry about him," Roger said and Novak chuckled looking over at Theo.
"Can we not talk about this? They're only three. They haven't even started school yet," he said.
"Okay, sorry," Roger said.
After breakfast, they headed to the practice courts with the twins for a few hours. Roger had Novak work on his serve, volleys, the whole nine yards. When they were done, they hit a few balls together like they did in France. This time, Roger won. They packed up and headed home. The afternoon was all theirs. Rosie and Theo went into the trampoline that they had set up and Roger and Novak lounged out on the patio furniture. Novak let out a sigh as he watched the kids jump on the trampoline. "I want another one," he said suddenly.
"Another one what?"
"A baby," Novak said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, and this time I want to adopt."
"I like that idea," he said.
"You do?" Novak asked.
"Yeah. I miss having a baby around the house," he said. "We may have to get something bigger," he said.
"Rosie and Theo are in their own room and there's an extra one. It's perfect," he said.
"What if we find twins to adopt?" Roger asked and Novak chuckled.
"Then we will have four kids instead of three," he said and it was Roger's turn to laugh. "Do you think we can handle it?" he asked.
"Maybe. We could hired a second nanny," Roger said. "Do you really want another one?" he asked.
"Roger, if I could get pregnant, I would have you take me upstairs and..." he started to say.
"I get it, but if you could get pregnant you'd probably be pregnant by now from the way we're going since we stopped using condoms," Roger said and Novak turned red.
"I want another one," he said.
"Okay. I'll have Mirka and Jelena make some calls around." He took Novak's hand and gave it a kiss. "Another baby?"
"Yeah," Novak said before smiling. "If we thought the paparazzi were bad now, wait until they get wind of us going to adopt." Roger groaned as Novak climbed into his lawn chair. "You will give me the world if I asked you, huh?" he asked.
"Yeah, I would," Roger said before kissing Novak. The kids giggled as they stopped jumping and watched Roger and Novak.
"Daddy! Poppa!" Rosie shouted and they stopped to look over to see they were being watched.
"It's okay. Daddy and Poppa love each other very much," Roger said and the twins laughed. "Yeah, I could go with another one," he said putting his arms around Novak. "May be next year until we're even cleared to adopt," he said.
"I don't mind. I could wait forever if you can," Novak said.
"I could too," he said. He and Novak kissed again.
End of Chapter Thirteen