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the alter is my hips; jude bellingham

summary: jude needs to relax and you have the perfect plan

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected p in v sex, soft jude, praise

notes: you can find my masterlist here.

"oh," jude's sigh was loud, his shoulders relaxing as tension eased out of them. "that feels good." the following groan vibrated through his chest, travelled along your arms and made you shiver, thumbs pressing a little harder into his bunched muscles. you hands had been on him less than five minutes and he'd already half sunk into the back of the sofa, your body settled in his lap for the best access. his eyes had fallen closed, a soft sound of surprise tickling your skin when you leant in to kiss across his jaw.

"yeah? y'need to relax more, baby, working too hard without giving yourself a break." you nipped at his skin, pushed your fingers in circles over the very top of his back, eased down a little further with each pass. "let me take care of you." your tone was soft, a gentle brush of heat over his throat when you pressed a line of open mouthed kisses over him.

jude's hands found your hips, fingers light on your skin when he pushed beneath the fabric of your shirt to tug you closer. not that you could get much closer, your body was glued to his, chest to chest, your lower half pressed so tight against his you could feel every curve and ridge of him. another throaty groan bounced around the quiet room when your thumbs dug in just above his collarbones before settling over the space where his neck met his shoulders. that's where the tension was so tight and as you rubbed soothingly into his right shoulder, you dropped your head and kissed over his left.

"i'm kinda mad at you for letting it get to this point." you mumbled, just loud enough for the man beneath you to hear and you heard his sharp intake of air when your teeth grazed the same spots your other hand was working over.

"i'm sensing a but."

"but i like this. touching you like this."

"yeah?"

"mhm." you tugged playfully on his earlobe and he huffed a pleased sigh, tugged at your hips and shifted beneath you. the clothing between you was limited, a pair of shorts on jude's end, a warn t-shirt and cotton underwear on yours. it was so limited in fact you could feel him hot and hard against you, felt how obviously your fingers and lips over his skin was turning him on. just to make sure, you rolled your hips, a fake shift to get comfortable but jude knew what you were doing. his fingers gripped a little harder. "doesn't mean i wanna see you in those stupid straps again though. y'need to start resting."

"i'm resting now." his head had fallen back against the sofa, eyes closed, lips parted on a content sigh and it was impossible not to drag your lips across his neck, to bite softly into his pulse point.

"i know."

again you rocked your hips, pressed down enough to feel friction over your clit until you shuddered, jude's soft moan of your name making your skin hot. his hands gripped at your hips, lifted you a little so he could shuffle beneath you and when he settled you back against him you could feel the full extent of what your fingers were doing to him. intent on making him feel as good as possible you kept up the slow drags and pushes of your finger tips into his skin, focused on the points that had him physically melting under you.

his lashes fluttered open on a particular delve of your thumb, one that matched the skilful roll of your hips and he held your gaze, dark eyes impossibly darker, hooded and swimming with lust. it was a battle of who would look away first, who would let slip the next moan as you kept the slow pace of rocking into him. the cotton of your underwear was soaked, you knew jude could feel it through his own boxers as you repeatedly dragged your pussy over his cock. you wanted to get rid of all the barriers between you, wanted to feel him inside of you but you wanted him to break first.

his grip on your hips had fallen to your ass, kneading the soft flesh and using it to guide your movements, to press you over him just a little bit harder. he didn't attempt to get you to speed up though, let you move at your own pace, the muscles in his thighs flexing with the effort to not buck up into you. his cock twitched against your clit when you circled your hips, a notch of pleasure appearing between his brows.

"baby," his moan was half strangled, half hidden in a laugh as he finally broke eye contact, let his head fall back again. he pulled your hips back, stopped your movements and you couldn't hold back your whine of disappointment, the pleasure that was tingling in the pit of your stomach fizzling out. fingers slid around the back of his neck, thumb brushing light over his skin as you wiggled in his hold. "you're killing me."

"just wanna make you feel good." your other hand dragged over his shoulder, smoothed down his chest, the light hair trailing down tickling over your fingers. his muscles jumped beneath your touch, stomach tensing when you tiptoed the tips of your fingers over the ladder leading into his boxers.

he was watching you through lowered lashes again, his face a mix of lust and adoration, his need for you obvious in the way his hands ran along your thighs, his gaze flickering to where you were perched. he was hard, achingly so and it was killing you only being able to feel the heat of him through your clothing. the wet patch in your underwear was obvious, had made a little mess of jude's dark underwear and heat flared in his gaze when he spotted it.

you shifted back to perch on his thighs, slipped your hand into his underwear and wrapped your fingers around his cock. squeezing lightly, you revelled in his breathy sigh and the way his nails sunk into your skin. the first brush of your fingers over the swollen tip had his jaw going slack, thighs tensing beneath you.

"wanna make you feel good, baby." you mumbled the words again, leaning in to slot your mouth over his, stopping his dazed nod halfway through. he accepted your kisses easily, brought his hand up to cup your jaw and pull you closer, his thumb swiping soft over your cheek. he was almost pliant beneath you, letting you kiss him at your own pace, succumbing to the slow strokes of your hand around his cock.

jude moaned into your mouth, a sound that had a direct effect on the space between your thighs and as though he could read your mind, his thumb pressed down over your clit. the pleasure was hot and sharp, had your hips stuttering forward, your nails sinking into the back of his neck. he circled the little bundle of nerves slowly over your underwear, fell further back into the sofa until you were crowding over him, one hand cradling the back of his head, the other still tugging at his leaking cock.

his kisses grew a little more desperate, messy and uncoordinated as he panted into your mouth before he drew back, pressed his thumb against your bottom lip to stop you going in for more. warm breath fanned over your cheek and he blinked a few times, blown out eyes making you wonder if you looked just as fucked out as he did.

"need to fuck you." you were nodding slowly, letting him slip his thumb past your lips and teeth, tongue lolling over it as you suckled softly. jude's chest heaved, his brows drawing in, gaze locking on your mouth. "you're- god i fuckin' love you." you let his thumb go with a pop, lips tilting into a smile and then he was fumbling with his boxers, pushing them down just enough to pull his cock free.

you pushed up on your knees a little, watching his fingers wrap around the base and give a slow tug, pre cum making the head sticky beneath his hand. he flicked his gaze down to the ruined cotton covering the one thing he really wanted.

"take 'em off for me, babe." while you were standing he shuffled his boxers completely down his legs, kicked them off one ankle to slide across the floor. there was nothing graceful about the way you discarded your underwear and jude laughed with a low snort when it landed on the other sofa. the laugh died off quickly when you straddled him again, both of your hands against his shoulders for leverage. "this too." he tugged at the ends of your shirt and within seconds you were both completely naked.

with one hand on his cock, he used the other to pull your hips toward, your body rising just slightly until you hovered over him. eyes on your pussy, he pushed the tip of his cock through your folds, your wetness gathering over him and you whimpered when he nudged at your clit. he pressed just the tip into your hole, stretched you just a little before pulling back out and teasing over your clit again. your hips bucked go chase his hand, a desperate sigh catching in your chest.

"jude,"

"i know, m'sorry, c'mere." his hand clamped your hip and then he was pushing into you properly, your pussy opening to accommodate his thick length. he helped you settle down on him, until he was seated completely inside you and couldn't go any further. "there you go, fuck, i don't- you're so tight."

“feels good.”

“yeah?” you could only nod, one hand on his shoulder, the other against the back of his head, your own head turning to press your nose against his temple. a slow circle of your hips had jude groaning, a deep, low sound and your pussy clenched around him, clit throbbing for attention.

with his hands on your ass again you lifted your hips, let his cock slide halfway out before swallowing him back in, adopting a slow, toe curling rhythm. jude let his head tilt back, let you ride him the way you wanted, basked in the pleasure rippling through him. you were so warm and wet, pussy swallowing him completely and he was sure he’d died and gone to heaven when you dragged your lips over his neck. one hand held your hip, helped you rock against him.

“tell me it feels good.” your words were quiet in his ear, breathy and just edging on whiney because you were pressed so tight against him, each shift of your hips had your clit rubbing against the thatch of hair at the base of his cock. it was a tortuous kind of pleasure, not enough to get you there but enough to have your thighs going weak.

jude kissed your shoulder, slid the palm of his hand up your back and pulled you impossibly closer.

“feels so good, pretty girl. you’re doing so well for me. taking care of me just like you said, yeah?” again you nodded, muttered a weak “yeah” back in reply. his words of praise, however simple, had made you even wetter, the sound of jude’s cock fucking into you loud in the room. your moans were growing louder too, jude’s becoming a lot more whimpery, a telltale sign his orgasm was creeping up on him.

you shifted to press your foreheads together, rolled your hips a little quicker and angled yourself so that each time his cock slid into your walls the tip pressed as deep as possible. it repeatedly prodded the spot that made you dizzy and you gasped into against his mouth when his thumb found your clit again. he kept his eyes on you, brow furrowed deep in pleasure, lips parted so they could brush over yours. you were dripping down cock, making a mess beneath you but neither of you could bring yourselves to care.

jude made little tight circles over your clit and your nails bit into the skin on his bicep, your other hand clutching so tight to his shoulder it was like your massage was still ongoing. with burning thighs you rode him a little faster, his cock pulsing inside of you and you knew he was about to cum, his moans breathy to match your own.

“want you to cum, please, jude. need you to cum.”

“shh, i know, baby.” he rubbed a little quicker at your clit because your legs had started to shake, your pussy clamping down so tight around him it was a miracle he could still fuck you. you hadn’t realised you’d half fell into his chest and he’d taken over with short quick snaps of his hips. he was more grinding his cock into you, ready to cum the second he got you there.

“oh, i’m-“ you pressed your mouth to his and he swallowed your whimpery cries against his tongue, tugged and pulled at your ass with one hand to keep your rhythm going. the gush of wetness and tightening of your pussy made him groan, cock pulsing as he came. he filled you with hot spurts, both of you shuddering and moaning softly, each noise drowned out with slow swipes of your lips.

“fuck, baby, there it is. yeah, just like that.” jude went limp against the sofa, his hand leaving your clit to hold both of your hips and slow your rocking. you were still gripping his bicep but your other hand was at the back of his head, nails scratching over him as you both tried to catch you breath. you finally came to a stop, his cock still nestled deep inside of you, his cum dripping out and making a mess.

“that was-“

“yeah.” he gave a breathless laugh, kissed the corner of your mouth and brushed his hand over the side of your face. you were both sweaty, sticking to each other almost uncomfortably but neither had any intentions of moving just yet. your body was still tingling from your orgasm, legs weak and you worried if you stood up you’d only fall back down. “if this is the treatment i get when i’m warn out i might have to work even harder.”

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