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Detente, Bala (David Beckham/Iker Casillas, NC-17)
Detente, Bala
Fandom: Real Madrid RPF
Pairing: David Beckham/Iker Casillas, Iker Casillas/OFC
Rating: NC-17
Length: 4500 words
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tyrannicides
Author Website: livejournal
Why this must be read: David Beckham/Iker Casillas (becksillas) is one of the foundational pairings of football rpf. in 2003, beckham (the most famous player in the world) was sold to real madrid, as part of the "galactico" era of big-name signings. perhaps more than any other player, beckham at madrid symbolized the rise of a newly globalized capitalistic model of football. this was in contrast to a traditional system whereby teams were dominated by players who joined the club as a child and rose through the ranks -- players like iker casillas, real madrid's young goalkeeper at the time.
what's significant about this pairing, then, is how their relationship develops from strangers to a deep and abiding friendship. (beckham left madrid in 2007, but to this day he sings iker's praises.) this story really nails that element, while also exploring so much more: the language barrier between them; their relative ages; david's marriage to victoria beckham. i love stories that deal with adultery in a realistic way (perhaps you can tell this from my recs so far), and this story feels very real, without becoming maudlin.
Iker goes back to digging through his bag, and suddenly, David realizes that he's listening to Iker mumble in Spanish and that he understands what most of what he's saying. He couldn't repeat it, but he understands. Iker's forgotten his deodorant in Madrid, and Iker wishes he had a granola bar.
"Look, borrow mine," David says. He tosses Iker his stick and Iker catches it when it was supposed to hit him square on his chest. David supposes that's why he's a keeper.
Later that night, they're all out at a club just off the shore. There's Christmas lights and sand in the floor and the music is pulsing and David is mostly drunk, he thinks. The air is humid and close and salty and Iker is pressed flush against him in the booth, talking right into his ear because otherwise talking is inaudible—his accent is so strong that David can't understand him and he smells like David, smells like he's wearing his shirt or his sweat. When David talks back, sometimes he presses his nose under Iker's ear after he's finished, closes his eyes and rests his chin on his shoulder. Iker lets him. David's half-hard under the table the entire night.
Detente, Bala
Fandom: Real Madrid RPF
Pairing: David Beckham/Iker Casillas, Iker Casillas/OFC
Rating: NC-17
Length: 4500 words
Author on LJ:
tyrannicidesAuthor Website: livejournal
Why this must be read: David Beckham/Iker Casillas (becksillas) is one of the foundational pairings of football rpf. in 2003, beckham (the most famous player in the world) was sold to real madrid, as part of the "galactico" era of big-name signings. perhaps more than any other player, beckham at madrid symbolized the rise of a newly globalized capitalistic model of football. this was in contrast to a traditional system whereby teams were dominated by players who joined the club as a child and rose through the ranks -- players like iker casillas, real madrid's young goalkeeper at the time.
what's significant about this pairing, then, is how their relationship develops from strangers to a deep and abiding friendship. (beckham left madrid in 2007, but to this day he sings iker's praises.) this story really nails that element, while also exploring so much more: the language barrier between them; their relative ages; david's marriage to victoria beckham. i love stories that deal with adultery in a realistic way (perhaps you can tell this from my recs so far), and this story feels very real, without becoming maudlin.
Iker goes back to digging through his bag, and suddenly, David realizes that he's listening to Iker mumble in Spanish and that he understands what most of what he's saying. He couldn't repeat it, but he understands. Iker's forgotten his deodorant in Madrid, and Iker wishes he had a granola bar.
"Look, borrow mine," David says. He tosses Iker his stick and Iker catches it when it was supposed to hit him square on his chest. David supposes that's why he's a keeper.
Later that night, they're all out at a club just off the shore. There's Christmas lights and sand in the floor and the music is pulsing and David is mostly drunk, he thinks. The air is humid and close and salty and Iker is pressed flush against him in the booth, talking right into his ear because otherwise talking is inaudible—his accent is so strong that David can't understand him and he smells like David, smells like he's wearing his shirt or his sweat. When David talks back, sometimes he presses his nose under Iker's ear after he's finished, closes his eyes and rests his chin on his shoulder. Iker lets him. David's half-hard under the table the entire night.
Detente, Bala