Title: "Paying The Bet" Pairing: Ben Roethlisberger/Matt Hasselbeck Rating: PG-13 Summary: Matt collects. Part Twelve of The Bet Series. Disclaimer: Never happened. Notes: Why stop a good thing? I mean, really. *grins* "So..." "So." The sound of the lock tumbling into place is eerily loud in the suddenly too-quiet hotel suite. In the distance – feels like a million miles away – both can hear the subtle crashing of the waves. The room is illuminated with only moon, but neither suggests turning on a light. What would be the point, when they already have each other memorized? Blue eyes, normally so easy-going, laidback, bore into hazel ones with the intensity of a predator. "No backing out...right?" "No." Callused fingers rub once through a somewhat straggly goatee, then drop. The time for play is over. "Tell me where you want me." The smile is slow, arrogant, and filled wicked glee. "Naked. On your knees." The only reaction at first is a stuttered, quick intake of breath. Then, a slight nod, an even slighter curve of lips, and nimble fingers start unthreading the buttons of a truly loud print shirt. Cool eyes, dark with lust and possession, rake over strong arms, a bare chest, muscled hips. Once all clothing's been cast carelessly aside, they both look at each other for a long moment that stretches into infinity. And, finally, comes the dull thud of knees hitting the carpet. Onto A Standing Bet If you enjoyed this fic, please leave feedback here. Thanks!