#ALE MI BEBITA

[mirclle]

❛ i’ve never made this recipe before. can you try it and let me know what you think? ❜

" debo ser sincera, lou. " relame labio inferior con delicadeza, intentando disimular su reacción. par de segundos bastan para extender la sonrisa que termina por delatarla. " está delicioso ¿lo habías preparado antes? " toma un bocado más dejando que la envuelva la combinación de sabores " debes enseñarme a prepararlo, no podría lograr esto por mi cuenta. " / @avelinexl .

[hyecngyu]

' ¿oh? ' ceja se eleva con curiosidad, no por la mascara, pero las palabras elegidas. ' esta muy bonita ¿quien la eligió? ' consulta con sonrisa peculiar, claramente era un tema que le interesaba, siempre que hubiera una historia para contar estaba interesado. ' es un conejo, se supone vive en la luna, es muy lindo ' le comenta con gusto por el personaje. ' puedo confirmar que es la mayoría a quienes le da igual ' cuenta con hastío ' y no es que me moleste, pero es un poco frustrante ¿sabes? uno solo espera una historia sobre como eligieron sus mascaras o como tu que la eligió alguien por ti, incluso si me dices que es porque te resulto bonita me parece mucho mejor que aquello que no les importó en lo absoluto ' buscaba entretenerse y no lograba encontrarlo. ' yo espero mucho ' ╱ @aurovra

@hyecngyu — ‘ la eligió alguien por mí. una de kitsune. ’ replica, jugueteando con la máscara que ahora sostiene entre sus manos ( necesita un descanso del plástico que le obstruye la vista. ‘ no da igual, de cualquier forma. ’ replica, más no se explaya en explicaciones. ‘ ¿qué elegiste tú? ’ tal vez sea obvio para algunes, más no está familiarizada con el folclor japonés a profundidad. ‘ ¿te molesta si a alguien le da igual? se me hace que son la mayoría quienes piensan así. ’

[hiitsm]

Beneath the Surface: The First Piece

Beneath the Surface is for 18+ only.

Angst, Fluff & Smut is included in this First Piece.

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Other parts of Beneath the Surface: The Broken Heart Pieces

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You lay on your bed in pure satisfaction, all your thoughts blissfully vanished.

You couldn't even think, how could you?, with your girlfriend making love to you the way she did.

That perfect, gentle way she mostly had.

Your eyes are closed, your legs are spread, you felt her weight mostly on your left side as she rocked herself back and forth on your thigh.

It was an intimate rhythm you cherished deeply.

Her fingers moved deeply inside you, hitting all your perfect spots, rocking in sync with her entire body.

The sound of her soft moans could bring you to the edge at any moment, but you hold back.

You don't want this to end.

You can tell your girlfriend is close. She's been on edge since her match ended, perhaps even before it began.

You thought she wanted to be rough, but you were so wrong.

This gentle intensity is even better.

She leans in and kisses your neck softly, drawing a gentle moan from you, which makes her grin. "Are you close, bebita? We can come together," she whispers in your ear. You meet her gaze and kiss her softly.

"You can pull me right over the edge with your strong thigh, bebita," she adds, biting your neck lightly. She sits up a bit and watch your body with a soft gaze. It makes you blush.

"Eres tan hermosa, mi vida," this makes you moan, her Spanish sending shivers down your spine.

"| can't hold on much longer, amor," you confess, your breath hitching.

It makes her grin, knowing you've been holding back, not wanting this moment to end.

She curled her fingers lightly inside you, kissing your collarbone softly as her pace quickened on your thigh.

You glanced down and saw her movements, a sight that always unraveled your restraint.

In that moment, you knew you wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

She felt you clenching around her fingers, hearing you moan softly and say her name. A sound she would never tire of.

A wave of emotion rushed through her body.

"You've been so good to me, mi vida," she whispered.

"I'm the luckiest woman alive, with you by my side." Her words made your heart flutter with love.

You flex the muscles in your thigh slightly, and as you hear her moan, you know you've made the right move.

Her hips stutter, and her breath catches in her throat.

As she came down from her high, you kissed her temple softly, pulling her entire body onto yours, tracing gentle patterns on her back with your fingers.

"Soy la mujer más afortunada, Ale" you whispered tenderly.

Because in that moment, and in all the moments you spend with Alexia, you always feel like the luckiest woman alive.

Alexia loves with her whole soul.

If anyone asked you about it, you wouldn't even be able to explain it.

It's something you have to feel, and you are the fortunate woman who gets to experience it. You, who gets to feel her love.

Which is why you didn't see it coming.

You couldn't see it coming.

You had wanted to spend the rest of your life with her.

You had it all planned out, and you thought she was on the same page as you.

Oh, how wrong you were.

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"Mi vida, where are you off to in that outfit?" Alexia grabs your arms and pulls you close to her. You playfully roll your eyes.

"I'm wearing my cycling gear, so you tell me where I'm headed, Ale," you chuckle softly, turning in her embrace to gaze into her eyes.

"You and your gravel bike are going to be the death of me one day," she says, grabbing your ass firmly, and in an instant, you find yourself sitting on the kitchen counter.

"Oh, you like this outfit of mine, don't you?" you narrow your eyes slightly.

"Why does it have to be so tight? Nobody but me can see all of that ass," she gropes your backside again, squeezing it gently in her hands. You playfully roll your eyes while leaning in to give her a gentle kiss.

"You know," you start with a grin.

"When you come back from training and I return from biking" you pause, giving her a smug smile as you lean in, kissing her neck and biting down lightly.

"I promise you when we are both back, you can have my ass in every way," you whisper so softly that she barely hears, but you know she catches it as goosebumps rise on her neck.

"You promise me you feel ready again?," she checks in on you, it had been a while if you were completely honest. But yes, you were feeling ready again.

"Si," you tell her confidently.

She releases your ass and does her own little dance.

"Okay, Bebita, come on, go have your ride," she cheekily pulls you off the kitchen counter.

It makes you chuckle.

"I hope training will be quick for you," you give her a grin and a quick kiss before you reach for the door.

"Mi vida, wait!" Your arm is grabbed again as Alexia holds a new but beautiful pair of Oakley sports sunglasses in her other hand.

"This completes your outfit," she says, putting them on for you as you adjust your helmet. They fit perfectly together.

"Ale, your contract says no sharing" you almost take them off, but Alexia stops you.

"Please, they look so good on you. The fine is mine," she waves it off easily, but then adds, "and what's mine is mine, and what's mine is..." She waits for your response.

You playfully hit her arm before responding, "Mine," in a sarcastic way. "So we split the fine,'' she declares, laughing, pushing you gently out the door with a slap on your ass.

"See you later, amor," you blow her a kiss and you are off on your ride.

Not knowing that you won't get to see her for a while again.

Not knowing the depth of the hurt you will feel when you return to your apartment.

Not knowing that a letter on the kitchen counter will be waiting for you.

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A few hours later you return to your apartment, expecting to find Alexia there as usual.

However, upon calling out her name, you are met with silence.

Curious and slightly concerned, you walk into the living room and kitchen, where you notice a letter waiting for you.

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To mi vida,

I've realized that I need some time to figure things out on my own. My mind has been full of doubts.

It's not because I don't love you - you know I do, with all my heart.

But there are aspects of myself that I need to explore and understand better.

I hope you can find it in your heart to give me the space that I need during this time.

I hope to get to see you when the time is right again.

Te amo mucho, Siempre,

Alexia

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Tears streamed down your face as you read the letter, your heart shattering in two big pieces.

Or maybe your heart is shattering into a million little pieces.

Would you ever be able to pick up the pieces?

How could this be happening?

Just this morning, everything seemed fine between you two.

More than fine.

Doubt gnawed at you relentlessly.

Were there signs you missed?

Had you not been paying enough attention?

You had loved every aspect of her life, but now you wondered if there were parts she didn't like, parts she didn't share with you.

Doubts she didn't share with you.

Was it doubts about you?

Why didn't she tell you?

Should you have asked her more questions?

Why did she choose to leave this way, with a letter instead of a conversation?

You tried calling and texting her, desperate for answers, but there was no response.

Alone in your bed, consumed by grief, you couldn't help but cry.

You couldn't shake the feeling that all the shattered pieces of your heart would remain broken forever.

Because she is the very essence of your heart.

The very essence of your heart has shattered it completely.

[futfemfantasies]

safe and sound \\ alexia putellas x bronze!reader

This is for @patriwoso who requested this many months ago! I hope I did it justice :)

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Y/N Bronze.

Lucy’s little sister.

Alexia thought she had zero to no chance of you saying yes to a first date due to your older sister. When you said yes, her whole demeanour changed. Everyone can see how much Alexia loves you, except your sister. Keira had expressed Lucy’s concerns with you and you shake them off as you don’t care what Lucy says. Yes you love Lucy and she’s your best friend but her older sister concerning phase is getting old and you’re annoyed. 

A tight arm pulls you out of your slumber and a kiss on your shoulder blade makes you turn around with a soft smile. Alexia pushes a stray piece of hair from your face before kissing your lips softly.

“Good morning my angel”

“Good morning Ale”

“We have a little time before the match. So you and me, breakfast date?”

“Sounds divine”

You kiss Alexia as she rolls you on top of her, straddling her waist. Alexia showers you in compliments before taking you to the actual shower to get cleaned up before your date. You get dressed in a cute, summer outfit and Alexia does a double take when she walks back in the room after feeding Nala and is speechless.

“Freeze bebita, don’t move. Dios mio where is it?” Alexia rummages through the drawer for the polaroid camera, only to find it has no polaroids inside. Scrambling for her phone, Alexia takes many photos and stares at you lovingly. 

“Are you ready to go?” You nod and your hands intertwines as you go downstairs to leave. Getting to Alexia’s car, she opens the door for you and gives you a peck as you get in. On the way to the café, you get a text from Keira that Lucy’s in a grouchy mood she she will probably be a little over protective today. You sigh and slouch in you seat, thinking how annoying Lucy is going to be today. Alexia stops at a red light and looks over at you, putting a hand on your bare thigh.

“Forget Lucy, forget everything. For the next few hours it’s us time. No phones or anything. Just us” You nod and hold Alexia’s hand in yours.

“How do you always know what I want?”

“I just know you so well mi amor”

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A delicious breakfast leads to a scroll through the Sunday markets and Alexia buying whatever you want. Towards the end, Alexia went to pay for somethings a few stores down so you decided to buy her a bunch of sunflowers. She comes back and you give her the flowers, making Alexia confused but happy at the same time.

“For always taking care of me and for treating me like the most delicate thing in the world. Te amo mi amor”

Alexia kisses you and you both head back to the car to get ready for the game later on.

Alexia pulls up to the stadium and you wave to the fans waiting to get a glimpse of their favourite players. You both get out and Alexia grabs your bag before you could even close the door. A look is shared between you both and Alexia shakes her head with a smug smirk that paints her face. Grabbing your hand, she pulls you gently into the stadium to prepare for the game. Little did you know, Lucy watched the interaction with a hard, ‘don’t fuck with me’ look on her face and headphones on. 

As everyone is about to go, Alexia gives your a quick kiss and wishes you good luck as you’re in the starting XI. A hand on your lower back guides you out and you know it’s Alexia immediately. Lucy didn’t like that at all. She moved Alexia’s hand up before walking past you both.

Barca win the game 5-0 unsurprisingly as the team is one of the lower teams in the league. You scoring a hattrick and Alexia assisting the other two goals. Turning slightly to your left, Keira and Lucy seem to be talking about something that’s getting a little heated. You keep watching them and two strong arms wrap around you and soft kisses on your cheek. 

“You played good princesa”

“Thanks Ale”

Looking back at Keira and Lucy, Keira gets fed up and walks away. You sigh and start to walk into the locker room with Alexia following you like a lost puppy. You both quickly shower and leave to get home to have leftovers and cuddle on the couch. Tying the last knot in your shoe lace, a presence next to you grabs your bag. Alexia holds out her hand and you take it silently. A scoff is heard from behind you as you both are about to walk out and you turn to see Lucy rolling her eyes. About to comment on Lucy’s actions, Keira signals not to engage but you ignore her, it’s enough. 

“What’s your problem?”

“Nothing, leave me alone”

“Well it sure is something. Don’t think I haven’t seen all the times you tell Keira or someone about how Ale treats me after she does something. I knew it was you who told Mum about the incident and how you pulled Ale’s arm off me earlier. So Luce, what’s your problem?” You finish with a loud and angry tone in your voice, one that is usually soft and almost quiet. 

“Not here” Lucy mumbles as her behaviour is finally being called out. 

“Why not? You behave like this in front of everyone”

Alexia pulls on your arm and whispers for you to stop. Shaking your head and you turn back to Lucy, determined to find the reason why. 

“Just drop it okay, for crying out loud!” Lucy swings her bag over her shoulder and storms out. 

Keira mumbles to come over later and talk to Lucy as she’s going to Aitana’s. Silently agreeing, Keira hugs you and goes after her girlfriend. Tears begin to well up in your eyes as you face Alexia. She pulls you into a tight, secure hug and whispers that everything will be okay. Saying goodbye to your teammates and hopping into Alexia’s Cupra was your favourite part of the day (when you usually love training).

Alexia decided that after what happened in the locker room, takeaway is the best option for dinner. Ordering the few different things from your favourite pizza ship, the doorbell rings while you’re in the shower and Alexia opens it to find Lucy holding the pizza and sides. Alexia moves out of the way, silently inviting Lucy in. The pizza is placed in the living room and Alexia quickly mentions getting something from the bedroom. Running up the stairs, Alexia goes into the bathroom gently alerting you of her presence. 

“Bebeita, pizzas her and also Lucy” The shower turns off and you wrap yourself up in the towel Alexia’s holding. 

“Did she say what she wanted?” Alexia shook her head.

“Okay, I’ll be down in a minute” Alexia decided to give you some privacy so she kisses you softly before whispering.

“Whatever happens downstairs, I’m not going anywhere” Before giving you the softest forehead kiss. 

Five minutes later, you come downstairs and Lucy stands up quickly. 

“I may or may not have come to my senses”

It’s your turn to roll your eyes before gesturing for Lucy to continue as you all sit on the couches. You lean back into Alexia and of course hold her hands.

“I did some thinking and realised my behaviour since you two began dating was not sister or best friend like. I want to apologise and say I’m sorry for all the death glares, eye rolls and scoffs” Squeezing Alexia’s hand, you silently tell her it’s going well, so far.

“I guess I’m still in over protective, older sister mode. I realise, with Keira’s help, I need to cool it. I can see that you two are so in love with each other and Alexia treats you like the most delicate thing. Bienvenido a la familia Alexia” (welcome to the family Alexia)

You look back at Alexia, realising she might not have understood the whole speech but the last part put that beautiful smile you love on her face. 

“Yeah I hope so soon” You mumble but Lucy gives you a smirk. 

“So we’re good?”

“Yeah, we’re good sis. Just stop being an overprotective little shit” 

You both hug tightly and Alexia goes to get plates.

“Pizza time?”

[everythingne]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ➛ miss diaz (fa14)

with fernando's new appreciation of tik tok, fans begin to wonder where he's getting the ideas from, until he ends up racing alongside his previously unknown daughter... who is already a driver, and in her twenties.

warnings/notes: fernando my dad fr, this is the silliest little fic i loved making it?? I have never written this man and i regret it hes so silly, quite short and sweet, i might make this a verse? idk. i have too many series' rn, but if people like it ...

faceclaim: none :D!

"Ay, papá, ¡no! [You're gonna get yourself hurt!]"

The Alonso house was never quiet. This was something your mother had come to realize long ago. But now she was concerned. What the hell could you and Fernando be doing that would lead to him getting hurt? Despite your insistence of being well mannered and quiet, your mother knew you could tend to get up to the same level of quirkiness as your father.

It didn't help you were smashing records in Formula 1 Academy, racing alongside women like Lia Block and the Al Qubaisi sisters, all while hiding your identity.

Someone had bashed it into you at twelve you'd only be known as Little Alonso if you continued racing under your fathers name, hence why you had insisted you dropped Alonso and continued with Diaz.

Which you did... after six months of convincing your father.

Who is currently shouting, "I'll be fine, ¡bebita!"

"You have old bones!" Is your remark as your mother gets up from where she's tending to the online store she runs for her business. Sort of like a branch out of her Etsy store. She made really nice custom embroidery on top of her working for a media company that outsourced and trained employees for PR teams.

"I'm not that old!" Fernando's shout makes her laugh into her hand as she steps into the kitchen to see you've got a whole plethora of items out and around you.

"What are you two doing..?" She hums, leaning on the doorframe and watching as both you and Fernando turn to her like deer in headlights.

And then you smile, "Papá wants to make a Tik Tok."

Verónica laughs, watching as her husband attempts to tape his phone to the ceiling fan and she puts her hands up and walks out of the room with a quick sentence over her shoulder, "[I'm not explaining this to Aston Martin!]"

fernandoalonso

liked by missdiaz, astonmartinf1, veronicadiaz, and 683k others...

fernandoalonso: race weekend monaco edition 💚

user1: whos teenage daughter ghost wrote this caption?? how old is ur social media admin nando.

veronicadiaz: mi vida <3

⤷ fernandoalonso: mi corazón <3

⤷ user2: PARENNNTSSS

user3: i love my grid dad fr

missdiaz: youngest rookie on the grid!!

⤷ fernandoalonso: rookie of the year!

⤷ user4: yn and nando interaction. my heart is FULL!!

missdiaz

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missdiaz: monaco pit stop <3

astonmartinf1: thats our favorite academy driver!!

⤷ missdiaz: love u am xx

user1: mother is mothering fr

fernandoalonso: rookie of the year!!

⤷ missdiaz: youngest rookie on the grid!!

⤷ user2: nando become her grid dad pls i beg

user3: shut up shes in monaco.

user4: SO PRETTYYY

You read the headline for a third time, 'F1 Academy driver Y/N Diaz to replace ill Lance Stroll for the Monaco GP.'

There's a happy buzz in the Aston Martin garage, even with Lance being terribly ill this weekend. He'd still shown up in full support of his team, but was too woozy to actually get in the car. Too much of a risk. So, Aston Martin had called on you, and you were genuinely excited to race. So your father escorts you into the garage with a tiny proud smile, and all of Aston Martin knows who you actually are.

But media does not. Neither do some of the other drivers.

Hence how you end up talking with Lando during a press event, and when he gives you a soft smile and edges around asking your age, you have to poke your father's thigh to keep him from commenting on it. Lando has no idea he's blatantly flirting with you in front of your dad, but across from him Lewis is trying not to burst into laughter.

"I feel like I'm missing something." Lando says when the reporter comments on the eyes you, Lewis, and Fernando are giving each other. You look at Fernando and he nods,

"Yeah go for it, hermosa." Fernando taps your knee and you smirk, leaning on your fathers shoulder as you say,

"So my full name is Y/N Diaz Alonso, but I go by Diaz because y'know, my dad's got a pretty good legacy--"

"You're his daughter?!" Lando shouts and the audience starts screaming. Lewis is in practical tears with how hard he's laughing and Fernando's laughing as well. Lando curses, "Shit, man!"

"No hard feelings, man." Fernando reaches over to pats Lando's shoulder, who looks like he'd rather sink into the floor and die than be seen right now. Lewis is literally in tears.

"The fact Nando managed to keep this a secret for so long is unsurprising to me," Lewis says, "I mean, I knew because she was young when I first got to F1 and a lot of the older drivers know--plus Max, I think, because of the Piquets."

"Funnily enough," You giggle into the back of your hand, "Mark Webber's my godfather."

"Really?!" The reporters eyes widen and you nod.

"He's a bad influence, truly. Him and Jenson, oh and Seb, they were teaching me curse words at like four years old." You grin and Fernando laughs, now happily laying his arm across your shoulder to tug you to his side.

"And honestly, she's just like me at her age, so the boys on the track might wanna watch out." Fernando sends a pointed glance to Lando that has you whacking your fathers chest with a giggle.

"I'm more like him in the sense of goofy Renault celebrations Fernando, not like "I knew he'd brake because he has a wife and kids at home" Fernando." You clarify, but a knowing glance from Lewis has you shrugging while your father sits in smug confidence that his daughter will be fine.

And you would be. You were closer to the comments than the celebrations in actuality. Though, you'd never admit that.

[leah-lover]

Girlfriend duties. Alexia putellas x reader.

Angst, smut, fluff.

90 minutes and not a single successful shot from you. You were beyond devastated when the ref blew her whistle . Another olympic gold escaping through your grasp. Another lost opportunity at redeeming your country. Another moment of weakness. Another loss.

The stadium erupted at the final blow but at the moment you couldn't hear anything. You just sat down, your head in your hands, and felt nothing. Nothing was going through your head for a few seconds. Then you remember your girls. Most of your teammates were young. This was their second consecutive major loss. You got up quickly, collected yourself and went straight to the first person to console them. You made the round of everybody. You told them how proud you were of them, how good of a job they did throughout the Olympics , and how lucky you were to play with them in the final. Your regard to your own feelings was invisible. You were the captain, it's your duty to help them.

After the team huddle, you made the round of the pitch and met every fan you could. You signed autographs, took pictures, and spent as much time as you could before getting your silver medals.

As expected the winning team clapped for you as you went to get your medals. What hurt you the most about the loss was how better the Spanish team was than you. They were on a different level than you for the whole 90 minutes.

While walking to get your medals, you kept eye contact with the Spanish captain of the night for a little too long. All you wanted was the comfort of her arms. You wanted to cry in her chest, you wanted her to tell you how good you are, you wanted her to talk Spanish to you, to south you, to make love to you, but you couldn't be that selfish. Tonight was her night.. She deserved to celebrate her hard fought win along with you Barca teammates.

It was like she knew your exact thoughts. The look on her face was enough to give you the confidence to wake up those stairs, get your medals and help your team heal.

You didn't stick around to see them get their medals. Instead you followed as a crying teammate to the locker room. After consoling her more, you showered and picked up your phone.

“ I need to see you meet me in the hall please.” texted alexia. Once you saw her name you smiled. You didn't want to ruin her fun so you hesitated in responding. “ please mi alma.”

“ okay.” you responded, dropped your phone and headed to the hall.

The music was getting louder as you approached the Spanish locker room. You stood, your head against the wall,your eyes closed, waiting for alexia. You didn't hear her come near you, you just felt her arms pull you in for a huge. Your head on her shoulder, you didn't dare to open your eyes.

“ mi niña estoy orgulloso de ella.” she whispered kissing you temple.

“ I am not sure there is anything to be proud of.” you respond. she then brings your head in front of her so she can look you in your eyes.

“ don't you ever say that again. You're an olympic medalist now. Plus I saw the way you handled your girls. You were so good to them mi amor.” she added, her thumbs rubbing your cheeks.

“ don't let me ruin your night go celebrate with the girls and tell aitana, ona and the others congrats.”

“ I want to celebrate with you.”

“ We can do that once we are back in Spain, baby. We can't now.”

“ Come with me, we can travel together back to barcelona.”

“ You are kidding right? Baby they don't know about us.”

“ They are our family. It's fine if they knew. I want to be with you.”

The Spanish plane was going to land in Barcelona because they want to do the press there, so going with them would be an easy flight to your home, back to your bed and in ale's comfort. You hesitated before saying yes due to the awkwardness of the situation but you knew that while alexia was there she would be the only one who got your attention.

“ hola bebita, nice of you to join us.” said aitana as soon as she saw you enter their locker room your hand intertwined with alexia’s.

“ merda les capitanes estan juntes al llit.” said ona.

“ no es permeten preguntes de moment. celebrem-nos en pau.” said alexia shutting down the confused faces.

The Spanish girls lit up your mood even though half the time you were texting your teammates. Once you were in the bus, you and alexia sat at the front where no one was. You put your head on her shoulder and she put her hand on your thigh. She kept rubbing her hand along the length of your thigh the whole journey back to the hotel. Once you got to her room and shut the door behind you, you whispered in her ear. “ mommy, i need you.'' She then picked you up, put you down on the bed and proceeded to strip you. She knew that you wanted her too much so she didn't bother to tease you. She just kissed you all over. She kissed your lips, your neck; your chest, your stomach until she arrived at your inner thighs. She spread your legs slowly, and teased your entrance a little before putting two fingers inside you. You arch at her action and release a small moan. While thrusting into you she whispered in your ear how proud she was of you, how good you were for her, and how much she loves you.

“mi amor eres tan bueno para mí. que buena niña." She whispered again before speeding up. Once she realized how close you were she started kissing the sensitive spot on your neck unleashing filthy sounds from you. You came without her permission which she doesn't like. You thought that she would punish you for it. Instead she put her fingers full of your juices in your mouth and said, “límpialos por mí.” After you cleaned them, she got up, handed you water and said, “ I am gonna prepare a bath for us then we are gonna go down and celebrate with the girls okay?.”

“ I love you so much. You are perfect. ” you say to her.

“ I am just doing my girlfriend duties.”

[wosoamazing]

Barca v Arsenal Round 2

Warnings: Head injury, vomiting, concussion, google translated Spanish (sorry in advance - with english translations)

A/N: I have a request for a McCabe red card fic, so that inspired this, so a McCabe red card fic coming off the back of this will be soon. I also may have another major change for this series, or a few.... (also note that the pregnancy story line is/was a one shot)

You were sprinting full pace towards the box, preparing for Aitana’s cross, the ball was currently with Lucy, you neared the edge of the box as Aitana received the ball, preparing to be able to just tap it in, it left Aitana’s foot, however the ground also left your feet, someone had tripped you, it was McCabe, living up to her nickname, she had only meant to trip you, maybe receive a yellow, what she had not calculated for was that you hadn’t slowed, so your speed in addition to your proximity to the post meant you didn’t just fall to the ground, you went flying, straight into the goal post, head first, the sound of your head clashing with the post reverberated around the stadium as your body thudded to the floor, and your everything went black. Alexia, and Lucy were immediately by your side, practically sprinting over to you. As you started to come too again, you slowly opened your eyes and you grimaced at the brightness of the light, your vision was slightly fuzzy but you could easily make out Alexia’s face which was above over yours, she was looking at the sidelines concerned, she shook her head at something, you tried to move your head, maybe sit up, but noticed their were firm hands placed either side of your head meaning that you couldn’t, they must’ve been Alexia’s as she immediately looked down at you, her face softening as she saw the tears that brimmed your eyes.

“It’s okay Bebita, we will get you all fixed up, don't worry, just don’t try to move okay.” 

Lucy was standing right next to your head, she was looking over to where quite a lot of noise was going on, Alexia looked up at Lucy before looking over there too, that’s when you suddenly heard a very familiar voice and remember you were versing your old team.

“What the hell McCabe,” you heard your sister say, as she probably pushed her “why would you do that, that’s my sister, my fucking baby sister Katie, and you just knocked her out. What were you thinking, as if you were ever going to get away with that.”

The medics came over, and Alexia, looked back to you, your eyes were darting around. “L-le, I want Le” you scaredly said as a single tear left your eye. “Lucy, Leah now” Alexia ordered Lucy, “It’s okay Bebita, Lucy is going to get her,” just after Lucy left the ref blew her whistle, the high pitched noise pierced through your skull, the sound was followed by your sister's voice “Oh you fucking deserved that,” you could hear your sister continue to argue with Katie untill Lucy raised her voice.

“Leah,” the two Arsenal players stopped, “she’s asking for you,” and just like that Leah’s mind was completely cleared of her anger towards McCabe.

“Leah,” you cried out again, as your eyes continued to dart around. “She’s coming Bebita, it’s okay she’s coming” almost as if on que Leah came into your vision, “Bug, it’s okay, I’m here.”

“Le,” you let out a sob “It hurts,” “I know it does bug, but can you stay as still as possible and listen to the medics?”

The medics were doing their usual checks, when one of them started talking to you, “¿Puedes entenderme? (can you understand me?)” “Sì” “that’s good right, it means it isn’t super bad, and like her memory is good” Lucy questioned, one of the medics gave her a small nod before they continued.

“¿Puedes decirme tu nombre, tu edad y dónde estás en español y luego en inglés?” (can you tell me your name, your age and where you are in Spanish and then in English?)

“Eh, tengo 17 años, mi nombre es Y/N y estoy en España jugando al fútbol contra mi antiguo equipo. I am 17 years old, my name is Y/N, and I am in Spain playing football against my old team” Your spanish was slower than usual but it was still well above Kiera’s spanish speaking abilities.

“Muy buena”

The medics did some more checks before looking up at Alexia and Leah, they said something in Spanish to Alexia who translated for Leah, “They’re going to stretcher her off, but they think it’s just a concussion.” 

As they were moving you onto the stretchers Steph came up behind Leah and tapped her on the back before leaning forward and whispering into her ear, “Jonas said you can be subbed off if you want,” Leah smiled at her fellow teammate before nodding and following you off the pitch.

It was half time and the girls had come to check on you, all just popping their heads around the corner seeing you were asleep and deciding to leave Leah alone, who looked very stressed and worried, however Alexia and Lucy walked in, Alexia first went to you to check you were okay once she knew you were she turned to Leah, “I can’t stay for long I have to go back out with the team, but Lucy will stay, and-” “Alexia!” Jonatan shouted, she quickly walked out, “Lucy knows the rest, oh and I will get food.”

Lucy sat down next to Leah, and studied her briefly before she started to talk, she decided to just be straight with your sister.

“We don’t know if you’re staying or how long you will stay for, but Alexia said you could stay there, that she knew you probably expected that but she wanted to reassure you. Are you staying or are you going back with them?”

“I’m staying, I’m not going, I haven't been there for her so many times when she has been sick or hurt. I was here for this one, I can’t just leave her now.” she let out a heavy sigh, “I just miss her so much, I want her back, I miss her Luc, I already missed so much of her life growing up and now I’m missing everything again,” leah admitted quietly.

“Le, it’s okay, she isn’t mad at you, and you can’t blame yourself, at the end of the day she was the one who chose to go.” she just nodded, trying to hold back her tears.

______

Since you had a shower at the stadium you crawled straight into your bed when you got home, Leah getting in beside you, “Le,” you groggily spoke, “yeah,” she softly said as she smoothed out your hair, “please don’t go, please stay,” “I’m going to stay Bug, I’ve already told Jonas and Lia,” you gave her a small soft smile as you nodded slightly before your curled into her side and drifted off to sleep.

______

Later that night you found yourself hunched over the toilet, throwing up, whilst your head still pounded. “It’s okay, I’m here, I’ve got you,” Your sister said as she rubbed your back. Just as you had finished and rested your head on Leah’s shoulder, body collapsing into hers, Alexia walked in with some water and more pain meds, she was met with a confused look from Leah, “I heard you up, figured this was the reason” she whispered, before handing you the water and meds, you took them before lowering your head to now rest on Leah’s lap, promptly falling asleep.

“Thank you for taking such good care of her Alexia, she really likes living with you,” “It’s nothing,” “But it really is, and you’re doing the job I should be doing, I’m her big sister, I should be there for her when she is sick and I’m not,” the tears in Leah’s eyes that threatened to fall earlier in the day started falling, “I’m sorry,” Leah mumbled as she put her face in her hands, Alexia wrapped an arm around Leah’s shoulder to comfort her, not really knowing what else to do, as she didn;t know how to reply to what your sister had just told her. 

______

You woke up to Mapi’s voice “Ingrid, Ellas estan aqui (they are in here),” you then heard her take a photo on her phone.

“Mapi?” you asked quizzically as you slowly sat up from your position on the floor.

“Hola Nena, ¿cómo te sientes? (how are you feeling?)” you only groaned in response.

“Ingrid Vendrá a recogerte, ¿quieres volver a la cama? (will come pick you up, do you want to go back to bed),” “Food?” you questioned, “¿Quieres algo de comida? (Do you want some food?)” “Sì”

“Good Morning, elskling, let's take you down and get you something to eat, I think Lucy will be here soon.” Ingrid picked you up, trying not to disturb the two older women, having a feeling they needed some sleep, Alexia’s arm was still wrapped around your sisters as Leah’s head rested on Alexia’s shoulder.

______

“Find yourself in an odd position when you woke up?” Lucy teased her captains as they walked down the stairs.

“No, the only emotion that went through us was panic,” “someone moved Bebita” Leah started and Alexia finished.

“We came over to cook breakfast, because we do that after every game day, have breakfast, us two and Alexia and y/n, sometimes others join too” Ingrid gestured towards Lucy, “But we went looking for you both and she woke up when we found you all, said she was hungry, but we let you sleep, because we didn’t know how much of the night you had slept and how much of if you spent, well…” Ingrid continued

“But we fed her, and she has kept it down so far so that is good,” Leah nodded. 

“So she has only vomited once since, that's good, considering how hard she hit the post. Also thank you all so much, for everything you do for her, I-” “Le,” you said slightly panicked, as you woke up, hands wrapped around your stomach, its safe to say that moment marked the end of their ‘peaceful’ morning.

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Postpartum Depression - Alexia Putellas x Reader

Warnings: self harm, depression, panic attack, mentions of wounds, bad pregnancy, death mentions and similar.

Word count: 1,7k

Summary: You experience a panic attack derived from postpartum depression.

A/N: -

Alexia had arrived home from training and some media duties. She was exhausted and only looked forward to seeing you and your daughter and getting some cuddles.

Little did she know what was happening.

She heard loud cries from your daughter Martina.

When she entered the living room, you were on the floor, with your baby in your arms, also crying without looking at her.

“Bebita, what's wrong?” Alexia rushed to get closer to you.

She looked at your daughter, who was shaking, not only because of the crying but because you were shaking too and proceeded to hold her delicately.

Your face had a reddish colour and your chest showed a rapid breathing pattern.

What scared Alexia the most was that you were crying without any tears.

It was a mixture of agony and rage.

Your girlfriend had never seen you in this state of distress, so she felt lost.

Alexia had her one-month-old baby in her arms, crying uncontrollably, while she had her girlfriend in front of her, almost collapsing in what probably was a panic attack.

“Amor? What happened?” She tried to sound as soft as possible, not wanting to scare you.

She thought that the baby had fallen, and that's why you were in that state of nervousness, but after looking in detail throughout your daughter's body, Alexia saw that there were no signs of harm.

“Make her stop, Ale. Please,” you begged almost silently, but in a split second, you snapped at your girlfriend, “Get away from me. You both. Out. Please.”

She didn't question yoir request, getting out of the living room rapidly as she tried to calm Martina down.

Alexia had been suspecting that you could be experiencing post-partum depression, but she didn't know how to address the situation.

You had lost your sparkle. You didn't look in the mirror anymore. Not only that, but you felt like a whole different person, and Alexia was aware.

She had left this go too far until your mind couldn't take it anymore.

Alexia called her mother and urged her to come to your flat. 

Thankfully, Eli lived only 20 minutes far away from home.

For Alexia, it was probably the longest twenty minutes of her life.

She couldn't manage to calm Martina down and she was hearing how in pain you were.

Her mind was full of her daughter and her girlfriend's shouting and she felt her insides rip apart.

Finally, Eli entered the flat.

“I need you to take care of Martina. I need to take care of...” Alexia stopped talking when she noticed that you had stopped crying, which only made her worry more about your state.

She left your daughter in her mother's arms and entered abruptly into the living room.

She found you still on the floor with scratches all over your body. 

Your hands were aggressively grabbing your hair, trying to pluck it.

“Bebita... Can I get closer to you?”

You looked at her. Alexia had a scared expression, and you broke down crying.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but I can't do it anymore.”

“Amor... It's okay, bebé. I'm here. Let me hold you, sí?”

You nodded, and Alexia got closer to your body.

She held your hands, which were still grabbing aggressively your hair, but she didn't succeed in getting them to let go.

She caressed your hands, leaving soft kisses on them, as you continued crying.

“I've got you, mi amor. I'm right here.”

“I don't like her, Alexia. I'm so sorry but I can't see her as mine. I can't be her mother. I'm not her mother.” You repeated over and over.

Alexia couldn't deny that hearing you say those things hurt her, but she didn't let you go.

She didn't understand what you meant, and that scared her.

She looked at your scratches; most of them had a little blood coming out.

What led you to end up hurting yourself?

Still, Alexia kept holding you.

With you in her arms, you couldn't do anything that hurt you.

She knew that she'd do anything to protect you from yourself.

Eli entered the living room. She had left her granddaughter peacefully sleeping on the cot that was placed in your bedroom.

She placed herself in front of you, looking at your body, especially your arms.

After examining the situation and after asking you a few questions, Eli came to the conclusion of what seemed to be the cause.

“Listen, love. You may not see it now, but what you're experiencing is a common situation for many women. More than you know. It's normal to think that you don't love or don't feel a connection to your baby. But safety here is the priority. Not only the baby's but everyone's, including yourself. If you need professional help, you must ask for it. No one is going to shame you. We are all going to be by your side, taking care of you. Right, Ale?”

Alexia nodded, leaving a soft kiss on your head.

“You've experienced an episode common in women who are struggling after having given birth, and you've hurt yourself,” she said, looking at your wrists and your hands, which were still grabbing your hair. 

“If it's not treated, the whole situation can get worse, not only towards you but towards Martina or Alexia. It's not a rational situation, so don't think you're a monster, because you're not. But I want you to be safe. And that implies asking for professional help.”

You cried as your mind showed you the worst scenarios you could think of. You didn't want to hurt anybody, not Alexia and especially not your one-month-old baby.

You remembered how excited you were when you told Alexia that you were carrying your daughter on your belly, feeling that you wouldn't be able to wait all those months until you had Alexia's little version in your arms.

Now, those memories seem so strange to you.

“Alexia, I want you to look for a psychologist specialized in maternity. I'm taking the baby with me tonight so you both can have some clarity. If this gets worse, I want you to go to the hospital or call an ambulance, and of course, call me or call your sister.”

-

You saw Eli exiting your home with your baby in her arms, making you cry again, and Alexia rushed to hold you.

“Ale, I don't feel anything. I'm seeing my baby leave my side, and I don't feel the need to go after her. I feel relieved. I'm a monster. I'm so sorry because neither you nor Martina deserve to be next to me.”

Alexia couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She hated herself for letting you end up in this state. She should've been more thoughtful, more caring, more empathetic.

“No, amor, that's not true. I deserve to have you as a partner, and our baby deserves to have you as a mother. If you need some time to get used to it, it'll be alright. Amor, you went through pregnancy and labor. There's no way I'm blaming you for feeling like this.”

“Giving birth was the most painful thing I've ever experienced, Alexia. I feel numb since that happened. It's like I'm not able to feel anything after feeling so much pain. I truly thought my body was going to rip apart.”

“See? It's not easy to experience motherhood the way you have experienced it. That's why you deserve us, your family, and we'll wait for you as long as you need. Let's do this, amor: you'll let me take care of your wounds, and then I'll prepare you a warm bath, and while you're taking it, I'll look up some educational stuff about everything related to this, just like my mother said. Is that alright?”

You impulsively kissed Alexia. 

“You know, the only moment I wasn't scared when I was in labor was when you kissed me. The doctors were encouraging me to push. Martina was about to be born. Everything happened so fast and slowly at the same time. I felt my insides stretching, and then I started to cry in pain. You remember it, right? And then you kissed me so softly that you managed to stop the time for a few seconds. I felt safe even if I wasn't, even if I almost died while delivering our little girl. What was supposed to be the most beautiful day of my life was the most scary and horrible thing I've ever experienced. I looked at you after what I thought was going to be our last kiss, and I told you how much I loved you: “T'estimo molt.” It was my way of saying goodbye to you, amor. What mattered most to me at that moment was that whether I died or not, I wanted to make sure you knew how much I loved you.”

Alexia wasn't able to say a word.

Everything had gone so fast, that she didn't have time to process the fact that you almost died while giving birth.

It's as if her mind had blocked that memory out.

She didn't realize that you were saying goodbye, and the possibility of having lost you that day made her almost want to die.

She didn't imagine a life were you weren't by her side.

“I'm so sorry, mi amor. God... you almost died...” She said looking at the wall with a blank stare.

Alexia felt the impulse to hug you so tightly as if she was going to lose you, that you felt pain in your stomach.

“I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Joder! I'm sorry. I'm sorry.”

“Ale, it's fine. I know it's been like one month but I'm still recovering from labor.”

“Let's go to the hospital.”

“No.”

“Ye—”

“Alexia, I said no.” Your response was harsher than you expected.

“Listen, Ale. I'm okay. I'd let you call an ambulance or drag me to the nearest hospital if I wasn't fine, but I'm good. My wounds are not, but they aren't anything that we cannot heal at home. I don't want to enter a hospital if it's not necessary. Not again. I don't feel prepared.”

“Okay. But...What about what my mother said? Do you feel comfortable with the idea of getting professional help?”

“No. But I guess—I know that I need to. So I'll do it. But no hospitals for the moment.”

“Okay, bebita. No hospitals for the moment.”

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spoiled rotten (2) II a.putellas x reader

spoiled rotten sequel, had a buuunch of asks with some more ideas so decided to compile them into a little p2! not proof read cause ya gal is exhausted so apologies for any typos spoiled rotten (2) II a.putellas x reader

"i'm home!" you yelled out, closing the door after you and hearing voices call out from the bedroom as you left your keys and bag on the counter and ventured off to find the source of them.

"oh my..." you trailed off as you rounded the corner and found yourself stood in the doorway of the spare room, eyes widening at the sight in front of you.

"yay you're back!" layla leapt off the floor and raced over, hugging your leg tightly as you ran a hand through her hair but continued to stare with a mix of surprise and horror at the room.

"you've both been...busy?" you exhaled as layla let go of you and returned to alexia's side, dropping to the floor and crossing her legs. "we're building my castle! tia said it can live in here all the time for whenever i come visit." layla chirped as you hummed.

"amor i thought we said we weren't building the castle, or at least you'd call mapi." you caught your girlfriends eye as she held out her hand and your niece slapped a screwdriver into it, a small pile of tools sat beside her making you roll your eyes.

"why? i can do it bebita its fine!" alexia waved you off and you shook your head, judging by the sheer amount of pieces littered around the room and the blondes track record of following instructions you were in for a long night.

"hey lay when did you and tia start building?" you questioned as your girlfriends face paled just slightly. "mmm an hour ago! tia's kinda slow, sorry tia." layla patted alexia's knee sympathetically making you snicker.

"and how much work has been completed in that hour amor?" you questioned with a smile, alexia rolling her eyes and ignoring you. "we put all the pieces out so we could find them!" layla chipped in as alexia sighed and you chuckled.

"lay, babe i'm really sorry but the castle is gonna have to wait. tia alexia is...challenged at building things. but i'll call mapi and she can come over tomorrow to build it." you promised as layla cheered and alexia scoffed.

"challenged!" your girlfriend hurried to her feet and followed you out of the room as you glanced at her with amusement. "yes, that was the nicest way i could think of putting it baby." you grinned, pulling yourself to sit on the edge of the counter.

"i am not challenged!" alexia protested, arms crossed over her chest and a scowl on her face which made your grin widen. "of course not amor you are perfect, so perfect at everything." you cooed sarcastically, pinching her cheeks and shaking her head lightly.

"but not building." you booped her nose as she swatted your hand away and huffed. "sé construir cosas y construiré ese castillo." your girlfriend warned, slotting between your legs and glaring at you as you simply smiled and pressed your forehead against yours.

"i'll have your mami on speed dial then, so she can bring over some food for me to use to coax you out of the bathroom again." you pouted as alexia scoffed again, opening and closing her mouth.

"no no, don't argue mi amor. we both know it happened!" you cupped her face and pressed a tender kiss to her lips.

"oh dios mio, mierda!" you looked up with a frown at the sound of a thud and another string of heated spanish rattle around your mostly bare apartment.

"ale? estás bien?" you yelled out, getting no answer from your girlfriend as you ventured out of the bedroom to find her, having been unpacking the small mountain of boxes full of clothes into your now shared wardrobe.

"amor?" you called out, snapping your fingers a few times when she didn't react, finally pulling her head out of the instruction manual. "whats wrong?" you chuckled, seeing the obvious frustration embedded into her features.

"there is too many parts!" alexia huffed, slamming the instruction manual to the ground. "baby its a few chairs and a table." you withheld the urge to laugh, sensing she was teetering on the edge as you watched the brunette take a few deep breaths.

you gazed around the room at the multitude of flat pack furniture you'd collected this morning with the van while you had it rented for a few hours, sighing quietly at the sheer amount of work it seemed to be.

you'd begged alexia to let you just pay someone to come over and build everything, the catalan having no issue paying movers to help the pair of you move your lives from two apartments into a brand new home which you'd now share.

but her stubborn refusal to let you do so had meant there was now a very large amount of building needing to be done between the two of you, or more accurately by alexia who was also stubbornly determined to do everything herself.

which is what now had lead to your girlfriend surrounded by a 45 piece tool kit she'd bought only an hour ago, including a power drill that in her hands terrified you.

"está bien nena, lo resolveré." alexia exhaled through her nose, picking the instructions up again and burying her head back into it as you hummed. you leant down to kiss her cheek as you passed, her arm reaching out and patting at thin air, her attention focused on the task at hand.

"bebita! ven aquí, por favor." you'd spent several hours slugged your way through three quarters of the boxes of clothes, humming away to the music playing from your phone when you'd heard her come searching for you, calling out.

"amor? vamos, come please!" alexia appeared in the doorway before you could even blink, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the room ignoring your protests, grip on you unrelenting.

"mira!" alexia gestured proudly and you smiled seeing the dining room table put together, a singular chair pushed beneath it as the others lay discarded and half finished to the side.

"sit sit." the brunette ushered you over and pulled the chair out for you, all but pushing you into it as she hovered by you with an excited grin. "see? i told you i could do it." alexia puffed her chest out proudly.

though you didn't even have a chance to respond, pulling your phone from your pocket where it was digging into your hip and placing it down on the table, a unintentional mistake.

both your eyes widened, yours in shock and your girlfriends in horror as suddenly the legs all caved inward and the table slid completely sideways, a melodious clinking echoing about as a handful of screws scattered the floor.

a squeal left your mouth as then the chair gave in, the back falling off from the base sending you tumbling backwards as alexia lunged to try and break your fall but only managed to cradle your head as the rest of your body crashed to the ground.

you groaned in pain and sat up slowly, rubbing your throbbing tailbone as alexias warm hand disappeared from the back of your neck.

"hey, amor-" you caught the look on her face and tried to quickly reassure her but it was too late. you winced as finally after teetering on the edge all day, the spanish captain snapped.

you winced as a string of angry curse words left her lips, her limbs lashing out to kick chair legs across the room as she shook her fist at the slab of mahogany wood on the floor as if it could hear her, ripping up the instruction manual and hauling the confetti like pieces to the floor and stamping on them.

the burst of rage was short, but effective in destroying all the work she'd clearly put in over the last few hours, which really was for nothing considering she'd clearly skipped over a few key instructions.

you thought she was done when she stood, panting and face bright red, falling silent and staying still for a moment, a thin sheen of sweat coating her body which was only clad in a pair of shorts and a tank top.

"ale-" you started softly, unable to say another word as suddenly she stormed off, the slam and click of the lock of the bathroom door making you jolt a little in shock.

you shot up to your feet as quickly as you could, scrambling to the bathroom and ignoring the throbs of pain plaguing your body. "cari��o, open the door please." you knocked softly, only hearing a huff on the other end of the door.

"alexia, please let me in baby." you tried again as a minute passed and you heard no movement, yet another huff and something inaudible mumbled your only response once more.

"amor open the door. its just a table and chairs, we can fix it." you cooed assuringly. "no! déjame en paz." alexia grunted and you could already imagine the scowl which would be embedded into her features, almost able to hear it in her voice.

"ale, open the door you're being silly." you sighed knocking again, silence all you were met with as you pulled a face and yelled silently up at the roof.

"alexia! let me in, please?" you knocked a little harder, a small no grumbled in response as your head thumped against the door. "fine, throw your tantrum then." you rolled your eyes and left her be, pulling your phone out of your room.

you looked around the mess which your living room was, well aware your bed was also laid out in boxes to be built, and made a decision, clicking call and holding your phone to your ear.

"hola hermana que será! how is the new place?" alba sang out cheerfully, answering after only a few rings. "alba, we need help, real help. and hands, many many helping hands! oh and i need your mami, your sister has locked herself in our bathroom." you sighed as there was a pause for a moment.

"vale. i make some calls, find some hands and i will pick up mami and see you very soon amiga! promesa."

~

"finalizado! a beautiful princess castle for a beautiful little princess." mapi grinned tickling layla who giggled and tried to push her hands away.

"gracais maps." you smiled appreciatively, your niece already racing around the room collecting toys and finding them a home inside her castle, chattering away to them as she did so.

"ingrid! come play." layla waved over the norweigan who moved quickly to sit beside her, layla introducing her to all of her toys as ingrid shook all their hands and said hello making her girlfriend smile fondly.

"ale, say thank you." you grinned teasingly at your girlfriend who stood in the doorway, face like thunder as she only scoffed and stormed out of the room.

"oh amiga i will not be letting her forget this for a very, very long time." mapi sighed happily, tattooed arm draped over your shoulder as the two of you left ingrid and layla to follow alexia out to the living room.

"de nada capi!" mapi called out mockingly as alexia shot her a glare from her place on the sofa, rolling her eyes and burying her focus into her phone.

"woah little racer! we have a speed limit in this house." you snagged layla as she sprinted into the room, hoisting her up and onto her hip. "you know you are my favourite auntie." you raised an eyebrow at her words, her tiny hands settling on your cheeks only furthering your amusement.

"by blood missy i am your only auntie." you laughed, clearly sensing that she was after something. "well you are my favourite." layla grinned as you hummed. "what are you up to hm?" you dug a finger into her ribs making her squeal.

"nothing." she grinned charmingly, a smile which was terrifyingly close to alexia's despite the fact she'd barely been here a week. "oh really?" you questioned as ingrid joined you all, her and mapi watching on in amusement.

"can mapi sleepover? please!" layla begged, hands still on your cheeks as you sighed. "ingrid said it was okay! she said its good because then without mapi around she can have a...a...a self care night!" layla remembered.

"amor!" mapi gasped in mock offence, her girlfriend smiling apologetically and stealing a kiss which seemed to placate the shorter girl beside her.

"can i come too?" alexia glanced to ingrid as you shot her a glare and she merely winked, her sour mood from early seeming to melt away. "pleaseee!" layla begged, hitting you with the pout and puppy dog eyes combo.

"yeah amiga, pleaseee!" mapi suddenly appeared in front of you with a matching expression making you roll your eyes. "fine." you gave in with a sigh, putting your niece down who hugged your leg tightly chanting thank you's as you rolled your eyes but smiled.

"come on pollito, lets go get my bag from the car!" mapi grabbed the smaller girl and hoisted her up onto her shoulders with a cheer. "wait you packed a bag? this was pre-planned wasn't it?" you accused your friend and team mate who smiled innocently.

"call it a thank you gift for my free carpentry skills chica." mapi winked, ducking down so layla wouldn't hit her head as she opened your front door.

"whats a pollito?" layla frowned in confusion at the earlier nickname. "it means little chicken." mapi explained as your niece ohh'd and they started to head for the elevator.

"hey i'm not a chicken!"

~

"remind me again mi amor why did you say yes to this?" alexia sighed quietly from behind you, the two of you squished together on the sofa as you watched mapi and layla dance around the living room watching the lion king.

"i didn't see you stepping in to say no! what happened to trying to be the bad cop every now and then?" you turned to gaze up at her with a raised eyebrow. "i didn't make her pancakes for breakfast?" alexia tried with a smile, pecking your lips a few times.

"wow how does she not hate you when you are so strict?" you teased, thumb affectionately tracing the curve of her jaw as she playfully rolled her eyes.

your conversation was interrupted as a small body landed on top of you causing you to grunt, layla hovering over you with a grin. "hola!" she chirped, alexia smiling at the spanish and returning the greeting, mapi disappearing to use the toilet.

"can we do makeovers? pleaseee?" she begged, hands clasped together as your eyes flickered to alexia, your girlfriend conviniently stayinfg quiet.

"of course you can! my skin is very sensitive though babe, but i'm sure your tia would love a makeover! right amor?" you grinned as alexia opened and closed her mouth a few times and layla hit her with the puppy dog eyes.

"sí pequeña, i would like a makeover."

with your girlfriend and her best friend occupying layla with their faces as her canvases you slipped off to shower and wash your hair, your girlfriend very unimpressed at not being able to join you like she normally would.

"oh wow! qué bellas señoritas." you whistled with a wolfish grin at the makeup smeared all over both the footballers faces as you returned, drying your hair with a towel.

"smile chicas!" you called out snapping your fingers, mapi grinning and slinging an arm over alexia who glared at the camera, layla squished between them with a beaming smile as you snapped a few pictures.

"now layla i think you need to do their hair and their nails!"

~

"they're both dead to the world." you chuckled as you quietly closed your own bedroom door, padding over to the bed where alexia lay waiting, arms open ready for you to climb into them.

"dead to the world?" alexia frowned, not quite understanding the euphemism. "just means they're deep asleep amor." you smiled, slipping into bed as she hummed, grabbing at your top and tugging you into her arms.

"mm i think you should have kept the makeup on." you teased as alexia puffed air from her nose. "sí gracias for that bebita." alexia rolled her eyes as you grinned and pressed your lips to hers.

"maybe the makeup might have helped you build that castle." you continued to tease as alexia pulled away when you chased her lips, quirking an eyebrow at you.

"ale!" you laughed as the taller girl suddenly rolled on top of you, pinning your hands by your head with a smirk. "oh princesa you seem to have forgotten again how i am very good with my hands." alexia purred, lips ghosting yours.

"necesita un recordatorio?" your girlfriends teeth tugged at your earlobe as your eyes fluttered close, her lips sucking a mark into your skin, smiling as your hips bucked against her involuntarily.

though right as the blondes large hand trailed down your stomach, fingers toying with the waistband of your shorts, the bedroom door flew open and the two of you sprang apart.

hurrying to tug your shirt down as alexia cleared her throat and scooted as far away from you as she could get without falling from the bed.

"lay? are you okay?" you asked your niece, trying to seem as normal as possible. "mapi snores. can i sleep here please?" the five year old asked hopefully as you sighed.

"okay lala, up you come then."

~

"what? she looks so cute!" alexia grinned happily as you sighed again, shaking your head as layla walked ahead of the two of you, mapi and ingrid each holding one of her hands as they swung her in between them, the five of you headed to the beach for the day.

"she looks like she's a teenager!" you laughed with a shake of your head, alexia having been in charge of dressing layla this morning had kitted her out in just a few of the multitude of items she'd bought her on their little secret shopping trip the other day.

"kids can wear whatever they want amor." alexia kissed your cheek and you shoved her away as her hand discreetly palmed at your ass.

"behave putellas." you warned with a tut as she grinned. "i have been princesa, but in a few more days when it is just you and i again, i promise to stop behaving." she whispered, kissing your now flushed cheek and effortlessly scooping you up as you reached the sand.

"alexia!" you laughed as she carried you bridal style down the beach toward where mapi and ingrid had already set up. "my turn!" layla lit up as you reached the group and your girlfriend put you back down again.

"oh your turn hm pequeña?" alexia hummed, quickly pulling off her shorts and top, layla's giggles filling the air as your girlfriend picked her up and held her not unlike you'd cradle a baby.

"oye maría! you want to go fishing for sharks? i found some bait." alexia grinned shaking layla lightly who gasped. "oh sí! i have heard they like live bait the best." mapi teased as layla began to wiggle to try and get down.

"vamos little shark bait!" alexia grinned, sprinting off toward the water as mapi raced off after them, you and ingrid opting to work on your tans leaving your girlfriends to burn off their energy as they took turns tossing layla between them as you watched on with a smile at her laughter which carried back to you.

"ale seems very happy." you turned your head to find ingrid smiling at you, eyes covered by sunglasses but you didn't need to see them to know there would be a knowing look in them.

"you both seem very happy." ingrid added on, wiggling her eyebrows as you shook your head and laid back down, looking up to the sky. "come on! you have been together for awhile." ingrid continued to hint.

"we have been talking about it." you gave in somewhat as ingrid gasped. "if ale makes mapi the godmother does that make me a godmother too? or a tia?" ingrid rambled out making you laugh.

"relax! we have been talking about it ingrid, i'm not pregnant yet." you chuckled as the norweigan gasped again. "so you're going to carry? oh this is so exciting. have you thought about names? a preferred gender? would it be a putellas or after you? or maybe both?" your friend barely took a breath, only stopping when you threw a sandal at her.

"mapi has been a bad influence on you with all of her yapping." you shook your head now making ingrid laugh as she apologised and laid back down, seemingly dropping the topic as a pleasant silence fell between you.

you had nearly dozed off when suddenly your body temperature changed as layla jumped on top of you, shaking her head left to right as droplets of icy water rained down on you.

"oh thats funny is it lala?" you sat up and dug your fingers into her sides, holding her in your arms as she giggled and begged you let her go. "tia save me!" layla yelled as alexia and mapi returned from the water, chatting in spanish between one another with wide grins.

"alexia no don't you-" you let your niece go and began to warn your girlfriend, recognising the cheeky smile on her face as before the next word could drop from your lips you were tugged up and thrown over her shoulder.

"hey lay, should we dig a hole and bury mapi?" the five year old agreed eagerly as ingrid started to help her dig, mapi shrugging and joining in, the three of them chattering away and ignoring your cries for help.

"baby no no no please i washed my hair last night!" you begged as alexia started off toward the water, her hand patting your ass. "good thing you can wash it again tonight then precioso." your girlfriend waded into the water up to her hips before tossing you in to join her.

"hola sexy!” she was on you the very moment you surfaced, hands gripping your thighs and hoisting you up, legs wrapped around her torso as she walked the two of you out a little deeper, silencing your mumbles of annoyance with a few sweet pecks to your lips.

"i hate you." you huffed as she only grinned, holding onto you tighter as you tried to push away from her to swim back to shore. "menos mal que te quiero lo suficiente para los dos." the catalan promised sending a slight blush to your cheeks.

"baby were you serious when you said you wanted to talk about kids once lay goes home?" you questioned, hands playing with her wet hair as the older girl nodded. "i was. does this make you uncomfortable mi amor?" alexia frowned as you were quick to shake your head.

"no, it makes me excited." you admitted with a soft smile causing alexias features to brighten. "sí?" she grinned, pulling you even closer if that was possible, pressing her forehead against yours as you nodded.

"maybe once layla is in bed tonight we could maybe look up some doctors? see who to speak to." alexia suggested hopefully as you nodded in agreement. "sounds perfect baby, so perfect." you promised, tilting your head and pressing your lips to hers.

"but cariño when we have our own little bebita we need to get a bedroom door that locks." alexia huffed as you threw your head back with laughter and she let you down, pulling you into a hug as her lips brushed against the crown of your head.

~

you looked up from your book hearing keys jingle in the lock, snapping it shut right as the door opened and footsteps thudded toward you.

"vale! layla remember what we talked about in the car sí?" you heard your girlfriend yell, voice wavering with just a touch of panic as you started to sit up, your niece appearing and readying herself to launch at you.

"hey! tia." the now six and a half year old groaned as alexia raced in and grabbed her backpack, effectively holding her hostage making you smile. "we said gentle lala, gentle." alexia reminded sternly as you met her worried eyes, nodding softly.

"because she has a tummy ache, i know!" layla rolled her eyes and crossed her arms with a huff. "its okay amor, let her go." you promised, a flicker of doubt crossing alexia's face before she did so.

"hi trouble." you knelt down as your niece crashed into you, hugging you tightly and kissing your cheek. "i missed you. why didn't you come home for christmas?" layla frowned as you gave her a sympathetic smile.

"well you know how tia alexia and i are dating, yes?" you pulled her to sit on the lounge with you, helping her to shrug off her backpack as she curled into your side.

"yeah mummy said alexia is your girlfriend and the two of you love each other very much." layla parroted making you smiled. "we do. and you know how your mummy is my big sister, and grandma is my mum?" you questioned as layla nodded.

"well tia alexia has a mum and a sister too, she has a big family. and because i love her, i love her family just as much as my family. so i spent christmas with alexia's family this year, thats why i didn't come home." you explained as the girl nodded, slight frown of concentration on her face.

"better stop that, or else the wind might change and you'll be stuck like that forever!" you teased smoothing out your eyebrows with your fingers as your girlfriend returned, eyes roaming your body protectively for any sign of discomfort as you sent her a reassuring smile and patted the space next to you.

but before she could take a seat there was a few more knocks at the door and layla perked up. "mapi! ingrid!" she cheered recognizing their voices, jumping down and sprinting off as you pushed yourself up and to your feet.

"oh look, it lives!" mapi cheered, throwing her hands to the air as you rolled your eyes and the tattooed defender pulled you into a tight hug. "we were really beginning to worry, you have not been training or playing for nearly two weeks now. that is a very serious bug!" ingrid looked over you with concern.

"i know, but i'm on the other end of it now. i missed everyone though! only stuck here with captain grumpy for company." you sighed as you let go of ingrid, your girlfriend scoffing in offence where she stood with layla on her hip despite the fact she was definitely starting to get a little old for that.

"don't do that tia, if the wind changes your face will be stuck forever!" layla was quick to smooth out alexias's furrowed eyebrows just like you had done for her before making you chuckle.

"vamos amigas, we made lunch."

~

"not yet! wait just a second." you warned your niece as alexia handed her a shoe box, doing the same to mapi and ingrid who frowned in confusion, their questions waved away.

alexia's arm wrapped around your waist as she kissed the side of your head and you smiled.

"okay, open." you both spoke in sync sharing a grin, your head dropping to your girlfriends shoulder as her strong arm squeezed you excitedly.

all three girls pulled out barcelona home kits, layla's a kids one as mapi and ingrid frowned. "look amiga i know you have won a lot of trophies but i do not need your shirt to-" mapi directed the comment toward your girlfriend who rolled her eyes.

"cállate y dale la vuelta." alexia gestured for them to turn the jerseys over, all three pairs of eyes widening as mapi's jaw hung slack. "big cousin 2025." layla managed to read out the back of hers, still not quite understanding.

"godparents 2025." ingrid managed out, her and mapi shocked to silence as you and alexia grinned. "so you are-and that is why you haven't been-ohh." mapi sighed in realization as ingrid nodded slowly.

your friends were rapidly up on their feet and crushing you both in a hug, alexia hurriedly warning them against squeezing you too tight as mapi teased her for how overprotective she was being.

"does anyone else know? are we the first?" mapi asked excitedly making alexia roll her eyes with a smile. "our parents know, but thats it. we're going to tell the rest of our families in a couple of weeks once we've had the final scans done." you explained, alexia stealing a kiss as her hand fell proudly to your stomach.

"lay i'm pregnant." you confirmed as your niece still looked a little confused, smiling up happily at alexia as layla screamed and all four of you winced. "there's a baby in here? can i name it? can it come have sleepovers?" layla's body vibrated with energy as she stood before you staring at your stomach in wonder.

"yeah lala, a little cousin for you and a little baby for tia ale and i, a baby all of our own."

[apute11as]

Everything happens for a reason ~ Alexia putellas x reader

Author note: The poll was close but I’ve decided to do it as parts as it’s easier for me to get regular smaller posts out with my work and things but I hope you enjoy❤️

⚠️ suggestive themes, slight smut, pregnancy, failed ivf mentions

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The sun light pierced your blinds, bathing your room in a gentle yellow glow. As your eyes fluttered open, you were met with the beautiful site of your wife’s naked, tattooed back asleep next to you. You knew she’d be tired, as were you after your late night activities that went on into the early hours of the morning, needing to make the most of your time together before a gruelling 2 months likely without seeing each other at all.

You admired the woman next to you, and the way that the light made her tanned skin look ethereal. Tucking the loose strands of hair behind her ears, you pressed a light kiss to her cheek but as you went to bend back up, you felt an unusual lurch in your stomach. Rising immediately, you went to empty the contents of your stomach into the toilet bowl. After gagging for a couple of seconds, you felt a warm hand on your shoulder, one that surely belonged to your girlfriend.

“¿estas bien mi amor?” she questioned with a soft look of concern present on her features.

“Si carino estoy bien I think it’s just nerves because of how soon the World Cup is and the pressure that I’m going to be under.” you replied patting her hand that rested on your shoulder.

“Ok if you’re sure let’s get some water” she exclaimed, offering her hand and using her other to lift you by the hips.

As you entered the kitchen, she quickly made you water and a warm cup of coffee which seemed to work pretty well to soothe your aching stomach, a sure sign that this wasn’t a bug but simply nerves.

——

A couple of hours passed and you were feeling almost completely better which definitely helped in reducing your girlfriend’s anxiety. She had helped you with all the finishing touches to packing your bag so that you were now completely ready to go to the airport. Despite the original plan being for you to get a taxi to the airport, after this morning Alexia insisted she drive you in her car, claiming that she could easily divert her taxi to take her to her camp from the airport. After a large discussion, filled with many kisses, you finally agreed.

You planned to leave at 8am but it was currently 7:30 so with half an hour to spare the two of you were cuddled up on the sofa, with Nala settled asleep across both of your laps.

“I’m going to miss you so much amor” alexia whispered into your neck, tightening her grip around you.

“I’ll miss you too Ale, but I’ll see you in the final, when we both get there” you replied, kissing her cheek.

“Hmm” she hummed into you, her hands creeping up your jumper and onto the bare skin beneath it.

“what do you think you’re doing love” you giggled as her cold hands made contact with your exposed midsection.

“Mmm gonna miss you so much” she mumbled as she pulled you into her further, startling poor Nala who preceded to fall into the rug, showing her annoyance with a small bark. At this point, you were now straddling her hips, and she was leaving open mouth kisses on your neck on the marks she’d left last night. She then carefully slotted her thigh in between your legs, trying to make contact though the layers of fabric between her legs and your pussy.

“Ale I need to get ready to go soon or else I’ll miss my check in.” You reminded her but she seemed unfazed as her hand reached your breasts and began to massage them. You moaned as she reached your nipples, allowing her to keep going despite the more logical side to you saying no. However, you draw the line when her hands reach down into your sweatpants to touch your pussy. “Alexia putellas segura you are like a teenage boy are you always horny?” you questioned, whilst simultaneously trying to escape her newfound grip on your hips.

“No I just love you so much bebita and I’m going to miss you and these” she said groping your breasts again.

“Ale stop it I mean it we have to go” you say sternly, finally managing to escape her grasp.

“Fine” she huffed like a child being scolded by their parent. She made a move to stand up but not before giving your ass a smack as she shuffled past you.

“You little-“ you remarked as you began to chase her, Nala joining in with her mami’s playing.

After a painful 15 minutes of Alexia touching you in anyway she can, you finally made it to the car with all of your stuff and Alexia of course opting to carry as much of your stuff as humanly possible, the princess treatment ever present as always. And of course once you had begun your journey, Alexia had placed her hand on your thigh for the entire 30 minutes.

Once you finally reached your destination of the airport, Alexia parked up her Cupra and promptly strolled around the other side of the car to open the door and offer her hand to you so you could get out. Hand in hand, you both ventured to the car trunk to collect your bags, and of course Alexia carried as much as possible; ever the gentlewoman.

So you walked over to the airport hand in hand. After unloading your stuff into the baggage section, it was time to say goodbye to your girlfriend for the next two months. What you hadn’t expected was for the tears to form in your eyes so easily.

“Amor are you crying” alexia asked, her eyes slightly glassy too.

“Yes sorry my love” you responded, letting the tears fall without restraint now as she held you tight in her arms, just had she had after every failed IVF attempt.

“Don’t be sorry I’m just shocked you don’t normally get this emotional I’ll see you soon I promise cariño” she stated with a pitiful smile.

“I think I’m just having one of those days my love I’m really going to miss you” you replied

“And I you guapa” she smiled.

With one last hug, the two of you parted ways and you headed to security and baggage check, boarding pass in hand and unsettling feeling in your stomach.

Once you boarded the plane, you quickly found your seat, it was next to a woman and a small child. Placing your stuff in the overhead storage, you sat down by the window staring into abyss. Around 20 minutes into the flight, the unease in your stomach returned and you suddenly felt bile begin to rise up in your throat. Noticing your discomfort, the woman next to you spoke up.

“are you alright love” she questioned with a maternal glint in her eyes.

“Oh- yes sorry just feeling a bit ill” you replied hesitantly.

“would you like travel sickness tablets?” She asked with a smile.

“Oh no thank you I don’t usually get travel sick” you assured her.

“Well haha I thought the same until I was pregnant with this one here” she said pointing at the toddler asleep next to her.

“I was great with travelling but then I just started to feel sick every time I entered a moving vehicle” she chuckled.

“Oh wow I’m sure I’m not pregnant though” you offered weakly.

“Probably but you never know” she rebounded.

“Actually I took a test the other week we were trying for a while, but after the last negative we’ve decided to give it a break” you replied with a hint of sadness.

“Ah I see but those box tests aren’t always correct, I’m sorry if I’m overstepping here but given what you’ve told me maybe it’s worth taking another” she professed.

“Maybe” you said weakly, offering a small smile.

Throughout the journey your thoughts spiralled, what if you were pregnant and the test had been wrong? How would you explain this to your coaches, to Alexia? The sickness persisted, you excused yourself to the bathroom once or twice, but nothing but dry heaving occurred. The likely reality of your predicament began to settle in and what felt like an extensive flight, despite the fact it was only 2 hours, the plane touched town in rainy England and as you stepped out of the plane, all that you felt was dread.

[girlgenius1111]

birthdays are supposed to have surprises

r gives alexia a perfect surprise for her birthday. and then another, less perfect surprise.

literally just fluff :) no warnings

You were full of nervous energy, waiting for Alexia to arrive home from lunch with her mom and sister. It was her birthday, and you'd stayed behind, telling Alexia you needed to wait for her present to be delivered. It was partly true; it wasn't being delivered as much as you were going to get it.

Ale's mom and sister both knew what the gift was, and had been more than willing to keep Alexia busy until the coast was clear for her to return home. You'd arrived with the gift about 20 minutes ago, getting everything set up, and Alexia was due home any minute.

You hadn't been nervous about the gift, not at first. It had sort of... snowballed though, into something more than you were planning, and you weren't quite sure how Ale was going to react. You were gnawing on your lip, looking down at the present; the longer you thought about it, the less sure you were that Alexia was going to be happy about it. You heard the door open, and Alexia's soft voice call out for you. You scooped up what you needed into your arms, holding it behind your back as you walked out to see her.

"What have you got there, amor?" She asked instantly, an excited glint in her eye as she tried to peek around you. You shifted, not letting her see.

"How was lunch?" You asked, smiling sweetly at her.

"Lunch was lunch. We ate food. We talked. Now I want to see my present." Alexia answered impatiently and you chuckled at how excited she was.

"This is just part of it, okay? Close your eyes." Alexia snapped her eyes shut, reaching out her hands, a small smile on her face as she waited. You walked forward, shifting the present in your hands, before carefully placing it in Alexia's outstretched ones.

She knew what it was the moment he began to squirm in her grasp, soft fur rubbing against her skin. Her face broke into a wide grin, and she opened her eyes, looking down.

"Amor," she whispered, holding him up to look closer at his tiny little face. "Look at you," she cood, peppering the top of his head with kisses. He looked so small in her hands, just a little light brown thing, furiously licking at her thumb.

"Do you like him?" You asked, watching on with a matching smile as Alexia cradles him close to her chest, speaking quietly in his ear.

“¿Eres el chico más pequeño del mundo? ¿Eres? Creo que eres." Alexia murmured, completely ignoring your question, attention completely captivated by the little guy she was holding. He whines softly, squirming in her arms, trying to escape and clamber back over to you.

"¿Quieres ver a tu otra mami?" She said, gently handing him back to you. Every thought falls out of your mind as she does, a look of pure adoration on her face as her eyes flick between your face and the puppy's.

"You like him?" You asked again, although it is a slightly pointless question, considering the way she's acting.

"I love him." Alexia assured you. "And you, mi amor. You are perfect. I love you."

She leaned in, taking care not to squish the puppy, her lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss. As she does so, a small bark breaks the relative silence. Alexia froze, looking down at the dog in your arms, who is clearly not the source of the sound.

Alexia's smile faded slightly from her lips and she looked up at you suspiciously. "Amor. What did you mean this was only part of my gift?"

In perfect timing, another small bark sounds, and Alexia's head whips around to the kitchen. Alexia's eyes widen, and her jaw drops in disbelief. You force a smile on your face. "Don't be mad.''

Alexia knows you well enough to see what's coming as you hand her what appears to be Puppy A, and turn around, heading back into the kitchen.

"Bebita, you did not." She calls after you, disbelief clear in her tone.

You walk back out after a moment with another, identical puppy in your arms. This one seems less squirmy than the other, and although he'd been barking, he settled right down in your arms, promptly falling asleep.

You walk him over to Alexia, and he startles awake when his brother nudges him with his nose. You gestured a speechless Alexia over to the couch, and you place both dogs down in between you. The puppy you were holding completely ignores his brother, scampering over to Alexia and attempting to clamber up her lap.

Up until this point, her expression has been unreadable, but scrambles up her abdomen, trying to get close enough to lick her face, you watch as she visibly melts, picking him up and holding him close to her.

"Tu mami está en muchos problemas, pequeño," she whispered to him, a smile cracking on her lips when he starts to wag his tail at her voice. Puppy A has, evidently, gotten jealous of the attention his brother is getting, turning to you and trying to leap onto your lap. He misses, tumbling back onto the couch, but he tries again. And again, before you finally pick him up, eyes still fixed on Alexia.

"Explain." She says after a minute.

You've apparently been waiting for her to ask, because your explanation practically falls out of your mouth.

"They're brothers, and they're the only 2 left of their siblings, and they've been inseparable since birth. They got hurt when they were really little, broken legs or something, so they didn't get adopted when their siblings did, and they're attached to each other now."

"It is well known that dogs have great memories. They would have spent their lives so upset if they had been split up," Alexia mocks, not impressed with your story at all.

"Alexia, I couldn't separate them."

"Are you saying they wouldn't have allowed it? They had to go together?" Alexia asks, scratching lightly at the puppy's head as he flops onto her chest.

"I- I don't really remember."

"You don't remember?!" She yelps, looking almost amused.

"Alexia, I walked in, there were puppies everywhere, they tell me these two are brothers and they shouldn't be separated. They showed me pictures of them in their little casts together, I had no chance!"

"So you blacked out and came home with 2 dogs?"

"Sí," you admit, staring down at the puppy in your lap.

"Ay, amor, you are something else." Alexia sighs. You can't tell if she's angry or not, and her blank expression, even as she holds one of the world's cutest dogs, is unsettling you.

"Are you mad?" You ask quietly.

Alexia looks up at you, sighing when she sees how worried you look. She scooches closer, switching the puppy over to one arm before wrapping the other around your shoulders. She plants a soft kiss on the top of your head.

"I want to be, but I can't. I love how big your heart is. And I love that you did this for me."

You look at her hopefully. "So we can keep them both?"

"Keep them both? As if I would send one back? What do you think I am, made of ice?" Alexia grumbles indignantly. "They are not going anywhere. Mis hijos." She gazes down at both dogs, asleep in matching positions, curled up in each of your arms. "Besides, I think they are pretty attached."

"What do you want to name them?" You ask, leaning your head on Alexia's shoulder.

"That one is Fernando." She says decisively. You hum in agreement. "The other one should also be an F name."

"Football?" You ask jokingly. Alexia's face lights up as she looks at you. "Ale, be serious, we are not naming our dog football," you laughed. She sighed dejectedly.

"Franklin? Flynn? Finley? Fred?" You suggested.

"Finley!" Alexia responded excitedly.

"Fernando and Finley Putellas." You decided.

"What about your name, amor?" Alexia wondered.

"I like how yours sounds better." You tell her absentmindedly. She's quiet, and you turn to look up at her, confused why she hasn't responded. "What?"

"You like how mine sounds?" She asked, corner of her lip tugging up into a small smile.

"I do."

"I love you. I love that you buy two puppies, and I love you that you love my last name. Eres perfecta, tan perfecta para mi." Alexia whispered, leaning her head down to kiss the side of your head, letting her lips linger there as you lean further into her.

"Their middle names can be football, if you really want." You replied after a moment, enjoying the feeling of Alexia's chest rumbling next to you as she laughs.

"Fernando Football and Finley Football."

"Fernando looks like you." Alexia smirks. You look down at him, finding that he's shifted in his sleep, and his small pink tongue is sticking out of his mouth a little.

"Alexia! I do not sleep with my tongue out of my mouth."

"Sometimes you do." Alexia insists. "It is cute."

"Well we know where Finley got the snoring from," you say, nodding at towards the dog in Alexia's arms, where soft snuffles are emanating from his little mouth.

"Amor! I do not snore! Do not lie in front of the children, it is a bad example."

"They'll see the truth for themselves," you dismiss.

"They are not sleeping in our bed." Alexia says flatly.

You look at her, eyes wide. "They're just little babies, Alexia, they'll be scared by themselves," you whine.

"They will not be alone, they'll have each other." You don't say anything, only looking at her with a pout on your face.

"Amor," Alexia warns, face serious.

"They'll need their mami, Ale." You tell her, leaning in closer to whisper in her ear.

"Amor this is another thing we cannot do in front of the children," Alexia says, flushing slightly at your words. You calling her by that title did something to her, it always did.

You only move closer in response, placing Fernando down on the couch, and instructing Alexia to do the same with Finley, before taking her hand in yours, and starting to pull her out of the room. Both dogs look up at you as you both walk out of the room, and Alexia laughs. "I do not think they are going to go for being alone, amor."

"It's your birthday. They'll have to be patient, and we'll go fast." You say, wrapping your arms around Alexia and pulling her in closer. The dogs look at you with matching head tilts, ears perking up when you disappear down the hallway.

All thoughts of gifts and puppies and names are pushed from your heads as Alexia presses you up against the bedroom door, lips moving against yours.

"Any more presents for me?" She wonders, moving her lips to nip at your ear.

"Yes, anything you want," you tell her.

"Fast. So we can go get the puppies collars and toys," Alexia says.

"You're ruining the mood."

"Then I'll ruin you instead," she retorts, pushing you through the bedroom door and back onto the bed. The door shuts behind her, or else you would both have noticed 2 little shadows trotting down the hall, and settling patiently outside the door, happy to wait for their mom's come and pay more attention to them.

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[repulsiveliquidation]

Paris

Alexia Putellas x Reader [SMUT! bottom! AP x top! R]

this was based on a song (only the last scene), the lyrics are at the end. this is long, full of smut, I hope you enjoy.

CW : cockwarming, semi-public sex.

//

“Now boarding flight 112 to Paris, First Class passengers are welcome to board.”

“Come on, that’s us.”

“Whatever for?”

“Babe, you didn’t think I would cheap out on our honeymoon did you?”

“Is this why you’ve been keeping the whole thing a secret?”

“Sí, come on,” you pull her to her feet, pressing your lips to hers. “Just trust me.” 

Heading into the plane, a flight attendant was waiting to escort you both to your slightly private suite. She explained that a meal would be served right after takeoff and that complimentary champagne was on the way. Settling into the seats, Alexia leans over and kisses your cheek.

“You know you don’t need to woo me anymore right? I wouldn’t want anyone else.”

“I know, but I thought it would be nice to treat you to something nice myself, not the club.”

“You’re already a treat bebé.”

You punch her arm, just as the flight attendant comes back with two bubbly flutes of champagne.

“Salud,” Alexia says with a wink, clinking her glass to yours before taking a slow, teasing sip.

“Cheers, baby girl,” you quip back, sipping from your glass. 

//

The flight attendants had come over and prepped your suite into a bedroom just as you and Ale went into the bathrooms to change. You requested not to be disturbed until we were landing, and the flight attendants were more than happy to send two more flutes of champagne to the room before leaving you two alone.

Sipping on your perfectly chilled champagne, Ale reaches over and wraps her arms around yours. She leans in, pressing soft kisses along your jaw. You press a long kiss to her forehead and go back to the TV, grumbling when there aren’t new shows to watch.

“There is literally nothing on here that I haven’t watched already,” you say, scrolling through the in-flight entertainment. Ale moved her hand into your lap, playing with the hem of your shirt as she leaned against your shoulder.

“You haven’t looked at me once since we got on this plane,” she says suddenly, sitting up and pouting at you.

“Huh?” you say, pulling off the headphones.

“You heard me.”

“Ale, of course, I have.”

“No, are you already tired of me?” she mocks with a pout, crossing her arms for dramatic effect. You smirk knowingly, catching her drift. You turn the TV off, turning to face her.

“There, you have my attention.”

“Hmph, now I don’t want it.”

“Bratty 30000 feet up Ale, must be a new record.”

“I’m not bratty, just so needy,” she drags the so, leaning over and pressing herself to you. The seats were now a big bed, fully reclined as you had about an hour left of the flight. Your arm pulled her in closer, knowing that you had privacy and would not be caught. She snuggled closer, pulling both arms around her middle.

“Touch me,” she whispered, looking up with her puppy eyes. You merely smile, kissing her forehead and indulging her. It was our honeymoon, we’ve got time for dealing with brats later.

“Touch you where, Mi Reina?” you ask, palms caressing her arms softly as she whines softly.

“Anywhere, everywhere…” she huffs, leaning back into you more.

“Right on this plane, bebita? Where people could hear you?”

“I’ll be quiet, I promise,” she begs, looking up at you with tears in her eyes already, whimpering desperately.

“The Alexia I know is anything but,” you tease, reaching up for your carry-on and pulling out her favorite strap. She looks at you with wide surprised eyes, sitting up hurriedly.

“You brought that here?!” she asks in a hushed whisper, eyes as wide as saucers as you pull it on.

“Were you expecting us to be celibate on our honeymoon, amor?” you teased, slipping back into bed. You pull her close, hand slowly slipping her silk pajama pants down. You reach forward and rub her clothed heat, her lips captured in yours in a searing kiss. She pulls away to moan, slapping her hand to her mouth in shock while you hold back laughter.

“You have to be quiet darling, I told the flight attendants to leave us alone but the other passengers certainly don’t need to hear you being such a slut at 30000 feet now do they?”

“No…” she whimpers, pressing her ass back into your hips. The strap pokes her in between her legs and grazes her clothed pussy. She bites back a moan, almost stuffing her whole wrist in her mouth. Your fingers haven’t stopped touching her, now slipped into her underwear to fondle her folds. She bites the flimsy pillow the airline provided you with, groaning softly as her legs open on their own. 

You slip two fingers into her, your arm slipping under her head while your hand presses tightly against her mouth to keep her quiet. She melts back into you, your fingers working her open as quietly and as quickly as possible.

“Hurry,” she mumbles behind your hand, legs trembling as you press your fingers into her sweet spot. As three fingers begin to feel no resistance, you pull away and hold her legs open, the strap slipping inside her slick hole with ease. She gasps but bites her lip hard, her body relaxing with a dopey smile on her face.

You throw the blanket over her, tucking her in a little before settling close to her and pulling on your eye mask. Alexia stares at you in disbelief, ripping the eye mask off your face.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” she whispered, trying to move away from you. You grab her hip and hold her close, taking the eye mask back from her calmly.

“We’ve got an hour left on the flight baby, I suggest you get comfortable,” you tell her, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. She huffs, turning away and wiggling her hips back against you.

You ignore her, pulling your eye mask back on and settling into sleep. Ale doesn’t stop fidgeting, essentially fucking herself on your cock. You grab her hip tighter this time, thrusting your hips into her when she begins to fuss. She gasps and gets the wind knocked out of her.

“Quit squirming, or you don’t get my cock the whole fucking holiday,” you say, “we don’t want that now, do we?”

“No Daddy,” she whispers to you, eyes closed as her hand reaches for yours holding her hip to interlace. You pull it towards your mouth and kiss the back of her hand, resting it back on her hip to keep her close. Your cock slips deeper into her, your arm wrapping around her middle. You slip into a light sleep, hyperaware of your surroundings just in case the flight attendants come around.

Alexia doesn’t seem to care though, hips grinding back onto your cock ever so slightly that if you were properly asleep you wouldn’t have noticed. You pretend to sleep anyway, wanting to see how brave Alexia could be.

After about 5 minutes of her feather-light grinding, she had worked herself up way too much to care about people finding out. She bites the shitty pillow again, grinding back into you harder. She’s whining, hand gripping your hip instinctively. You pull out and she gasps, turning around to look at you. You stand, taking off the wet strap and wrapping it in a towel.

“Get up. Bathroom. Now.” you growl, opening the suite door and ushering her to the back of the plane.

She practically runs in there, looking around at the spacious shower and vanity. You follow her inside and lock the door. She stands there rubbing her legs together, silk pajamas a little damp between her legs. You begin to strip and slip the strap back on, Alexia staring at your naked form with her jaw wide open.

“Strip, what are you waiting for?”

She does as you say, shyly pulling off her sticky pants and ruined underwear. You run the shower exactly how she likes, before stepping in and helping her join you. She presses her lips to yours hard, tongues battling it out for dominance.

You grab her waist and turn her around, face pressed into the fancy tiled walls of the first-class suite bathroom. You spank her ass hard, hot water cascading down her arched back beautifully. She moans, your hand pressing over her mouth once again before pulling her back and arching her back even more. She whines.

“People can hear you, my sweet. Take what I give you and keep your mouth shut hm?” you whisper into her ear as you slip the cock into her gaping pussy. She groans, your hips pounding into her hard and fast. You let go of her and reach for her hips instead, pulling her back onto your cock.

Alexia struggles to keep herself quiet, biting her firm forearm to keep her moans at bay. You spank her ass one more time, gripping the abundant flesh that gets her eyes to roll into her head.

“Fuck, Daddy…” she whines, hands pressed on the clean glass of the shower. She pushes her ass back into you, her ass meeting your hips in a wet slap. You’re sure the whole back section of the plane could hear just a little of your sexcapade but you couldn’t care less.

You pound your cock into her harder and harder, grabbing her shoulders for more leverage. Her legs shake as she cums hard, orgasm ripping through her body just as the water cools down. You pull out, turning her around and kissing her passionately.

“Amor, you…” she starts but you press a finger to her lips.

“Later,” you say, pointing to the monitor in the middle of the bathroom, “We’re landing soon.”

As you quietly slip back into your seats, the bed has been cleared and your seats are refreshed with two bottles of water and another round of champagne. The flight attendant just leaving your suite winked at you and Ale with a knowing smile on her face. You smirk widely as Alexia tries to hide her face in your neck. The pilot comes over the intercom, 10 minutes before you land at your destination.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Paris.”

//

“The Panoramic Suite at the Mandarin Oriental is ready for you, ma’am. Your bags are already in your room and I do hope you enjoy your stay.”

“Thank you, Pierre,” you grab the keys and take Alexia’s hand, walking towards the lifts at the end of the hall. She takes the keys from you, reading the room number.

“Panoramic Suite?” she asks, stopping you from pressing the button for the lift. “Is this right?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?”

“Bebé, these rooms go for like $3000 per night.”

“Can you stop worrying, you chronic worrier?” you press the button and take her hands. You kiss her nose and watch her scrunch it cutely.

“It’s our honeymoon, can you just relax and enjoy yourself?” you tell her, pulling her into the lift. She nods and corners you as it goes up, grabbing your face and kissing you hard. She grins as your hands wrap around her hips and grasp her ass, kissing her back enthusiastically.

“We’re here 5 days darling, the suite is soundproof… you’ve already been fucked once… we can totally go again…” you tease, stepping out of the lift into your private section of the top floor. She practically runs to unlock the door, dragging you into the huge suite.

“Fuck me,” she breathlessly asks, already pulling off your clothes. You stop her, taking her hands in yours.

“Easy, bebita. We’ve got a dinner reservation at 6, we can have our private time when we get back sí?”

She pouts, nodding. You pull her in for a hug, rubbing the curve of her lower back and her ass. She smacks your chest and grins, a dark blush creeping up on her face.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got a little gift for you that should make dinner…exciting.”

//

“Can you help me amor?” Alexia asks, pulling her earrings on as you step into the bathroom. You’ve got a simple black suit with an exposed bralette that Alexia likes while she pulls on a little cocktail dress that you adore on her. You stand behind her and help her zip it on, kissing her neck softly.

“Stunning as always, babygirl.”

“Mm, you always look so good in those,” she compliments, fixing your lapels. You smile and reach into your pocket, pulling out a black box.

“Here, put this on before we leave hm?” you lean in and kiss her cheek. “I’ll call for a cab.”

Alexia nods, biting her lip as she opens the box. She gasps and whips her head out of the bathroom and looks at you across the room at the phone. You look up at her and wink, turning your attention back to the call. She licks her lips, picking up the little Bluetooth vibrator in her hands.

“She’s full of surprises,” Alexia whispers to herself, walking into the bedroom to where you are. You’re slipping on a pair of high heels and adjusting your hair when Alexia sits in the middle of the bed. She opens her legs daringly, with no underwear in sight.

“Guess we both had plans of our own tonight,” you tell her, sitting in front of her at the desk. You lean back and watch her like a hawk, eyes following her hands as she makes a show of fingering herself to “open herself up.”

Two fingers deep she whines, lips turning into a pout. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, a cheeky question at the tip of her tongue.

“Can’t fit Daddy, can you help me?” she begs, throwing her head back in dramatic fashion. You saunter over, eyes dark and hooded. You stand over her, sucking on two of your fingers before pressing her legs open and slipping them into her. She yelps in surprise, your fingers scissoring her open fast and deep.

“Fuck, don’t stop!” she cries out, gripping your forearm and pressing her forehead to your bicep. You feel her begin to clench around your fingers and you stop, pulling your fingers out and slipping the vibrator into her.

“Wha-what?!”

You slip your fingers into your mouth for a little taste before helping her stand. She looks close to tears, your hand patting her cheek with an annoying smile across your face.

“Taxi’s here, gorgeous.”

“I hate you.”

“You don’t.”

//

“I’ll have the filet mignon, medium with the Pommes Aligot please,” you tell the waiter, phone in your hand under the table. Alexia sat across from you in the secluded section of the restaurant, pondering over what she wanted for dinner.

“I’ll do the Coq au Vin with the ah!” Alexia grunted, masking it as a cough looking up at the waiter embarrassed. You had just turned the vibrator inside her on, sending jolts of pleasure through her core.

“The Coq au Vin with dark meat only please,” she glares at you and hands the menu to the waiter, as you ordered the best red wine they had to go with dinner.

“Seriously?” she snaps at you, shifting uncomfortably in her seat as the vibrator goes at a soft buzz of 2. She crosses her legs and focuses on the waiter pouring the wine, drinking half the glass before reaching over for your hand.

Conversations over dinner with Alexia never get old. You could talk with her for hours and hours. Periodically you’d reach into your breast pocket and turn the dial up of the vibrator and watch her stutter, hand gripping yours just a little bit tighter.

As the waiter arrives with dinner, you cheekily turn it to a ten as he places her dish in front of her. She opens her mouth to say thank you like the polite woman she is but a choked moan leaves her throat. She manages to disguise it as a cough again as she reaches for her wine, although it’s not as convincing as the first time. You thank the waiter yourself and watch him leave a little confused, smiling as you turn the vibrator off for the time being.

“Nos van a prohibir la entrada a este lugar, amor…” she whines, picking up her silverware.

“Please, the owner is an old friend of mine. She’ll be out in a minute, she’s so excited to meet you,” you tell her nonchalantly, digging into your perfect wall-to-wall pink steak.

You both enjoy dinner and have a great conversation with the chef. She sends you home with a couple extra desserts to enjoy, promising to come visit you both in Barcelona.

In the taxi, Alexia pounces on you. Her hands rub the insides of your thigh, glossy lipstick leaving sticky residue all over your neck. You pull her close and rub at her hip, the vibrator turned up to a steady 5 that has her head spinning beyond measure.

“Un peu plus vite s’il vous plaît, elle ne se sent pas très bien.”

The driver nods and speeds up as you lean in and kiss Alexia. She melts into your side, her eyes sparkling with lust.

“I didn’t know you spoke French,” she whispers into your ear, tongue tracing the shell of your ear.

“You like?” you grin, hand grasping her waist tightly.

“Prefer it when you speak Spanish, papí.”

The driver pulls up outside the Mandarin Oriental and the doorman opens the door for you as you pay. Alexia holds your hand tight and leans into your side. She follows you upstairs quietly, seemingly in a submissive mood. You’ve turned the vibrator up since leaving the cab, the quiet hum of it seemingly a little louder than you thought it was. She’s laid beautifully in the middle of the big king-sized bed, legs open wide and dress hiked up as her first orgasm rips through her athletic body.

You kneel by her side and rub at her exposed clit gently, working her through her first of many orgasms that night.

“Fuck…” she whines, pulling you closer and in for a kiss. You oblige, stroking her cheek gently. You pull away and stand, taking off your jacket and pants. She kneels and turns her back to you at the edge of the bed. You get behind her and slowly unzip her dress, kissing her neck and shoulders softly.

“You did so well for me, mi esposa.”

You reach between her legs and gently pull the vibrator out of her, she sighs. “I have waited so long to call you that, cariño. It suits you.”  

“I love you, bebé,” she says, looking up at you.

“I love you too, mi amor. Let me take care of you now.”

You help her step out of the dress carefully, caressing her body from behind. She leans back into you, your lips biting the sensitive spot behind her ear. Your rough hands trace her figure and pull her ass back into yours like you did on the plane. She goes red as she remembers that moment too, biting her lip as she feels herself get wetter and wetter.

“On your back baby, I’ll just be a minute.”

You slip into the bathroom and grab the now clean strap, putting it on before slipping your phone onto the phone stand on the dresser. Music fills the room and you join your wife on the bed. You lay beside her and find her lips in a searing kiss.

She melts into your arms, hand grabbing the back of your neck to bring you closer. Your fingers trail down her body, hand grasping her breast tightly which pulls out a deep moan from her. You lean down and kiss her neck and collarbone, slowly climbing on top of her to ravish her on your first night in Paris.

Your lips envelop her nipple tightly, sucking hard as your hand plays with the other. She squirms on the hypo-allergenic bedding, tugging at the perfectly tucked sheets. You pin her arms down, kissing down her sternum and biting hickeys all over her stomach.

“Amor,” she says breathlessly, “Amor por favor, apúrate…”

You nod, hands caressing down her hip bones to her upper thighs. You part her lips and jab your tongue into her wet folds, slurping at her pussy. She moans freely now, the room soundproofed for her to make all the noise she wants.

You slip two fingers inside her pussy, lips sucking tightly at her clit as she kicks her feet in pleasure. You don’t falter, fingers pumping into her soaking wet hole faster and deeper as your tongue dances over her swollen clit.

“JODER!” she yells, her second orgasm ripping through her before she begs for a break. You pull away with a wet grin on your face, her slick dripping down your chin. She whines and pulls you in for a kiss, whining high in her throat at the pungent taste of her on you. You pull away and press the fingers that were inside her into her mouth for her to clean, lips trailing back down to her breasts for you to bite and nibble at.

She sucks on your fingers earnestly, slipping them out with a loud smack. You move her away from the middle of the bed and lay there instead, beckoning her over. She throws her legs over yours and sits on your hips, hands reaching for your cock and spitting on it. You moan at the sight, eyes focused on hers.

“Want me to ride you, bebita?” she asks with a smirk, hovering over your cock as the tip presses into her just a little.

“Sí, hermosa,” you say, hands caressing her hips as just a sliver of light from the abundant Paris skyline filters into the dark room. It illuminates her features perfectly, her hazel eyes bright and full of emotion that got your heart filling with love.

She notices the far-away look you’ve got on your face, her hands reaching for your face to pull you back to her.

“Are you okay?” she asks, beginning to move off you. Your hands on her hips grip her tight and keep her where she is.

“Yes, sorry. Just…thinking about how much I love you,” you smile and sit up for a bit, kissing her softly. You lay back down as she cheekily pushes you back onto the bed, kneeling above you and slowly slipping onto your cock.

She hums softly, leaning back to adjust to your cock. You rub at her muscular thighs, eyes filled with love and lust for your wife as she begins to ride your cock. Her big hands rest on your stomach for leverage, taking the full length of the strap inside her.

“Fuck, you look so pretty riding my cock,” you tease, spanking her ass hard as she leans back to ride you faster. She cries out your name as she finds her sweet spot, grinding into you as her legs begin to burn. The lights shimmer over her olive skin, beads of sweat dripping down her face and chest as your hands fondle her breasts.

“Please bebita, need you…” she begs, legs too tired to go on. She climbs off you and lays on her stomach, her head resting on her hands. You move behind her, noticing a little smile on her lips.

You grin, kissing down her back as your hands pull her hips back into you. You stroke your cock a couple of times, the silicone wet with Alexia’s arousal. You slip back into her pussy with no resistance, fucking into her slowly to work up a rhythm.  

She throws her head back in pleasure and moans loudly when your cock grazes her sweet spot, your hips angled to hit it over and over till she begs for you to come.

“Please amor, I’m so close!”

“Fuck, come for me baby,” you grunt, fucking into her harder as she comes again. This time she squirts all over the towel you laid down earlier as you pull out. She turns over and giggles, turning a little red in embarrassment.

“Hey,” you call out, pulling her hands away from her face, “that was so sexy.”

“I’ve…I’ve never, that’s never happened before.”

“I know, and I so want to do it again.”

You kiss her, pulling her off the bed. She follows you to the secluded balcony with a view of the Eiffel Tower. It’s midnight and there’s not a soul in sight. You hold her close, cock slipped back into her pussy. Alexia whines, head hung low as she feels the sensitivity get to her.

“Just one more, darling. Give me one more,” you growl into her ear, hips pounding your cock into her sloppy pussy. The angle gives you the perfect height to fuck into her sweet spot, her legs already trembling with a few powerful thrusts.

You grab her hips as she holds onto the railing. She looks down at all the people walking, noticing a couple dancing in the street. She smiles to herself and lets the pleasure take over, making a mental note to ask you to dance tomorrow night with her along the streets of romantic Paris.

You pull out and turn her around, hiking her leg up and sliding your cock back into her. She wraps her arms around your neck, kissing you hard just as both of you reach your highs. It’s the best orgasm of the night for her, your prolonged teasing gives you an ear-ringing one as well.

“I love you so much,” she says between kisses, jumping up into your arms as you take her back inside for a much-needed bath.

The water was warm as your arms wrapped around her in the bath, music from earlier now playing from the speakers in the bathroom. You sang along to her; she smiled and listened to you as she melted into her safe place; her wife's arms.

Je te laisserai des mots

En d'ssous de ta porte

En d'ssous de les murs qui chantant…

[mj0702]

Für @tammel0808 .... geh hearst küss die haaaaand 🤣🤣

“Hey Lucy...” Keira approached her ex-girlfriend after training “... would you mind if I take Bitsy with me...”

“Take her” Lucy waved off “... you keeping her over night?”

“I would like to keep her” the blonde englishwoman said “... if she wants to stay”

“I'm not a puppy that you can push around you know” you grumbled walking past

“Don't be so touchy...” your sister rolled her eyes at you “... I really appreciate Keis offer.... gives me some Ona and me time”

“Ew...” you heaved jumping a little further away from your sister

“Mi neña...” you heard Mapí call out for you and the second you look up there was a ball flying towards you “.... show Alexia the thing you can do”

“Ehrm... which thing?” you looked at the tattooed spaniard confused after you stopped the ball with the inside of your right foot bringing it down in one fluid motion

“You know... the dribbling thing... with foot knee foot foot knee knee head flip knee shoot” Mapí said excited jumping up and down a little bit

“Ah... wait... I want to do it good... I want four defenders and Mario and Putellas in midfield” you smirked catching up on what Mapí wanted “Any volunteers?”

“Yeah no... not getting outplayed by a cripple” Lucy snorted “... again��

“Oooooh Onaaaaa” you sing-songed smiling widely at the small spaniard

“Do I have to??” Ona whined making Lucy and Keira chuckle

“Yeah well... I need defenders... double date backline??” you grinned wolfish

“No Kjæreste... I'm not going up against you...” the dark haired norwegian said taking another sip out of her water bottle

“You scared?” you tried to bait Ingrid into joining

“Of you? No...” Ingrid snorted “... but I had a very intense trainings session and just want to go to recovery”

“Ugh... boring” you rolled her eyes “León... get a backline together and I'll show Putellas how real footy is played”

“What's with the last name calling?” Alexia wondered looking confused at you

“I'm not talking to you” you huffed turning around so your back was facing her

“What did I do??” the blonde captain wondered looking lost at Ona and Lucy

“Probably nothing” Lucy shrugged her shoulders ignoring your mood

“What did Alexia do Bebita...” Ona said softly pulling you into her side lovingly

“No” you huffed again “... make her go away first”

“I didn't do anything!!” Alexia held up her hands getting more confused by the second

“Ale... mind taking two steps back?” the small spaniard chuckled knowing you sometimes liked being a little overdramatic and the blonde did as Ona asked “See Bebita... Ales gone... now tell me por favor”

“She was so mean Ona... so mean” you said offended “.... she just let the door fall shut... right in me face... I had to wait for Mario to let me in... I don't have a stupid door opening card so I was standing around like an idiot for eight minutes... EIGHT MINUTES.... I hope her feet fall off”

Ona just blinked at your outburst not knowing what to say. You got into a mood with Alexia over a door. Sometimes Ona doesn't know if you were serious or playing her. But seeing Lucy shaking her head in disbelieve telling her you were serious.

“Bebita...” the blonde said carefully “... Alexia might not have heard that you were behind her... you know we always have to close the door behind us so no random fans slip in unseen”

“I'm not some random fan” you huffed pushing a little away from Ona “... she knows how to score a topspin but doesn't know how to hold open a door?? I mean I know you footballer are dense sometimes but THIS was ridiculous”

“Bebita...” Ona tried again in a calm voice “... did you made yourself known to Alexia? Did you call out for her or anything?”

“Well... no” you looked offended at Ona “... if she would pay attention to her surroundings she would've seen me jogging down the sidewall towards her”

“Can someone explain to me what I did??” Alexia asked carefully from about ten meters down the side line

“I hope your feet fall off” you snapped towards her and Keira interfered your outburst by just pulling you away from Ona and Alexia

“You didn't held the door open” Lucy rolled her eyes seeing how Keira deals with your behaviour

“What door?” the blonde asked confused

“Before training... she was jogging towards you and you let the door fall shut and she had to wait for Mario to let her in” your sister shook her head “Sorry”

“I... don't understand” Alexia said bewildered

“You don't have to...” Lucy waved off “... ignore her and let Keira sort it out... oh and if she tries to get you to play against her now... don't... Millie taught her how to slide tackle”

“I would like to see the trick Mapí spoke about” the blonde spaniard said interested looking past her teammate seeing how Keira talked to you sternly and how you were pouting your arms crossed in front of your chest

“Not today Capi... trust me... better not today” your sister clapped her friends shoulder grinning “.... she'll go for your shins... Millie and Rachel taught her... she was more midfielder but damn she could bite ankles if the defence needed help”

“So... I'll just let her?” Alexia asked carefully chewing on her lip

“Let Kei handle it..” Lucy smiled “... don't know where Bubs mood comes from... it has nothing to do with the door – she just needed something to give her a reason to get grumpy”

“Are you serious Bitsy?” Keira asked you shaking her head “Because Alexia didn't held open a door?”

“She could keep an eye on her surroundings” you grumbled back

“And now you try that again telling me what the real problem is” the blonde rolled her eyes knowing you well enough that you just needed a cover up

“Lucy doesn't want me around anymore” you grumbled darkly

“That's not true Bits...” Keira said softly “... and you know it's not true”

“She just said you should “keep me”... like I'm some old doggo who doesn't have a home”

“Bitsy” the blonde huffed her voice soft “... stop... you know that's not the case... I asked if she would give you up for one evening because there's something I want to talk to you about”

“I did nothing I swear...” you immediately lifted your hands “... and if James says otherwise it's a lie”

“Why are we talking about LJ right now??” Keira raised an eyebrow suspecting something

“We're not” you quickly said “... what we're talking about in general?”

“Mhm... why am I not believing you?” the blonde said getting into a defensive stance

“Let's just say she maybe's going to get a little visit....” you mumbled “... from the tax agency”

“Y/n!!!” Keira groaned “Why?? Can't you just let it be??”

“No...” you huffed but your voice betrayed you and it came out as a whine

“Ugh Bitsy...” the blonde huffed but still there was a smile playing around her lips “... get your stuff... you can shower at home”

“Kei?” you asked a little ashamed

“Yes?” Keira looked expectantly at you

“Can we have Tacos for dinner?” you started to dig your toes into the green

“No... we'll have chicken with rice and vegetables” the blonde shot down your craving for fast food

“Aaaawww maaaan” you whined theatrically

“Stop the drama... get your stuff” Keira rolled her eyes pushing you forward gently

“You're uncharacteristically quiet tonight” Keira said with a raised eyebrow gathering some rice on her fork

“Nothing to say” you said flatly poking the chicken again

“You don't have to poke the chicken for minutes – it's already dead” the blonde looked at you trying to read you

“It's so blunt” you pointed out “... not really hungry anymore”

“Please Bits... a little more okay...” Keira said softly “... I know it's hard but you've barley eaten”

“Because it tastes like nothing” you huffed but picked up your fork again knowing Keira was much more strict than Lucy when it comes to food

“Then go into the kitchen and get some spices” the blonde smiled

“Naah... too much effort” you sighed poking back into the chicken

“Bitsy” Keira said softly “Talk to me... what's bothering you”

“Why doesn't Lucy want me anymore?” you asked sadly looking down on your plate

“Oh Bits...” the blonde sighed deeply “... you know that's not true”

“But she just pushed me over to you... without negotiating or anything” you said quietly

“Because she knows you're safe with me” Keira said softly “... and she knows that I have my reasons when I want you over at mines”

“What are your reasons?” you asked suspiciously

“Dinner first...” the blonde said pointing her fork at your still very full plate

“But I....” you started but quickly got interrupted

“No buts...” Keira shot you down “... you know where the spices are... use them if my cooking is to blunt for you”

“It IS blunt” you exclaimed

“I seasoned it...” the blonde shot back

“Using 1.2g of salt on 2 pounds of chicken is NOT seasoning” you said bewildered

“Salt and pepper” Keira rolled her eyes

“WHERE???” you asked flabbergasted when you turned over the chicken on your plate multiple times

“You can complain as much as you want... you're going to eat it” the blonde grumbled “... so either you season it yourself to your liking or you shut up and start chewing – I know you Bits.. I know you're trying to distract me”

“Ugh” you rolled your eyes but eventually got up to rob Keiras spice rack

“Keira....” you whined about 30 minutes later “... I'm stuffed”

“You did good Bits” Keira smiled when she saw the nearly empty plate “... I'm proud of you”

“I feel like I'm gonna be sick” you groaned laying your head on the table

“Come on Bitsy.... let's get you on the couch” the blonde said softly pulling you back up again

“You said you wanted to talk” you said lowly as you let Keira manoeuvre you down on the couch

“And we'll talk...” Keira said a little nervous “... after I did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen”

“So you buying time again” you huffed turning on your side groaning lightly

“I just want to talk to you in peace and quiet and not when I see them plates still on the table” the blonde said starting to clean the table

“I can help...” you offered pushing yourself up again

“Bits stay” Keira said from the kitchen “... the last time you helped I needed new plates AND new cups”

“THAT was not me fault” you exclaimed sinking down onto the couch again “... that was Tweedledumb fault... she jump scared me”

“I don't care... no helping” the blonde sing-songed

“Everything done...” Keira came out of the kitchen drying her hands on a towel “.... Bitsy?”

“Hm?” you mumbled asleep

“Wakey wakey Bits... come on...” the blonde gently stroked over your hair

“Five more minutes” you mumbled turning away from Keira

“I'm aware of your five minutes” Keira chuckled as she moved to scratch your neck lightly “... wake up Bits”

“Keiraaaaaa” you whined pressing your face into the couch pillow

“Come on Bits....” the blonde said softly “... sit up for me”

“Noooooooo” you whined again making Keira chuckle again as she pulled you into a sitting position your head immediately lulling to the side

“Oh Bits...” Keira sighed “.... you need to wake up for me... come on... don't make me get the washcloth”

“No.... not the washcloth... always so cold” you continued to whine

“Open your pretty eyes Bitsy...” the blonde said lovingly stroking some hairs out of your face “There we are”

“Hey Kei” you mumbled sleepy your eyes half open

“Are you able to follow my words Bits?” Keira checked on your mental state

“I think so” you mumbled tiredly

“Okay.. this is not easy but I want you to listen to me okay?” the blonde sighed deeply

“Okay...” you said nearly asleep again

“You know that Lucy and I are separated for quiet some time now right” Keira said and if you'd been more awake you would've noticed how nervous she got

“Yeah well... she has a spaniard now...” you shrugged

“Yeah... and that's good... you like Ona right?” the blonde asked getting more nervous with every passing minute

“I do... why?” you woke up more and looked at Keira confused

“Well...” Keira started but suddenly it all made sense in your head and you interrupted her

“Oh my god!!!” you bursted out shocked “... you like the spaniard too!!! Oh my god – no Keira... that's not good... No no no no no”

“BITSY” the blonde exclaimed trying to get you attention back on her “... I DON'T like Ona in that way... she's just a good friend okay”

“Oh thank fuck” you sighed out relieved before you became big eyes again “Oh god... you still like Lucy!!!”

“Bitsy no” Keira rolled her eyes “Lucy and I basically share custody over you... we... co-parent”

“Ew... that sounds wrong” you scrunched up your nose

“But it's true” the blonde shrugged “... but that's not why I wanted to talk to you... I know you have your problems with.. changes but please listen to me until I'm finished”

“Why do I suddenly feel like this is you telling me you don't want me anymore too?” you mumbled unsure

“Stop getting in your own head... that's not true and you know it” Keira rolled her eyes at your dramatics “.. but there is something I want to tell you”

“Oh my god... you're pregnant... wait... no... you can't be pregnant” you panicked before calming down slightly

“Exactly... not pregnant” the blonde chuckled at your horrified face

“Yeah I realized that too...” you huffed out “... you need to have sex to get pregnant”

“I'm... I'm... I'm...” Keira started to stammer but in reality she was at loss for words

“I know you don't have sex..” this time you rolled your eyes “... you're far to tense”

“You're unbelievable... and not in the good way...” the blonde just shook her head in disbelieve

“So... you brought me here to tell me you don't have sex... that's... okay... I bet you... have ways... to.. take care of that” you said a little queasy

“Oh my god Bitsy... I met someone and I want you to meet her because I really like her but I know you freak out if I just throw you into the situation” Keira bursted out

“You.. what?” you asked dumbstruck

“I met someone and I really like her” the blonde said now calmer after she took a deep breath

“Okay...” you said slowly not really grabbing the depth of the situation

“Breath Bits...” Keira said softly “... I know it's a lot at once... but...”

“Who...” you asked confused interrupting the blonde successfully “... no wait... you got yourself a spaniard too... if it's the flawless spaniard I'm gonna scream... or shoot myself... THAT'S why she nearly ran from training... she needed to get home to make herself presentable... oh my god is she on the way here.. please say no.. I couldn't deal with another spaniard in the family... one is enough... they have NO sense of personal space OR language barriers... I mean she asks people if they work.. who does that?”

“BITSY!!!” Keira yelled to get your attention back on her and out of your spiralling

“Huh? Yes?” you looked at her confused

“I never thought I'll say that.. but PLEASE stop thinking for a second and just listen okay?” the blonde stressed out “... No, it's not Aitana... Her name is Laura”

“Laura? What a weird name” you mumbled but the death glare send by Keira shut you right up

“... she's Austrian and was playing for Rome but she'll move to Cologne..” Keira said more calm “... we met at the Euros... nothing happened back then but we stayed in contact and at some point we noticed there might be more... so we went out a few times and then.. yeah...”

“What... she slipped and landed naked on top of you...” you said sarcastically “... yeah I know... it happens a lot”

“Ugh Bitsy” the blonde groaned “No... we noticed we're good for each other... she helped me a lot after the Euros to refocus”

“I don't wanna know how...” you grumbled already feeling a pang of jealousy in your chest at the thought of having to share Keira too

“Bits no...” Keira of course immediately saw through you “... stop creating scenarios in your head... she's not going to take your place... nor is she taking me away from you okay... all I ask from you is to please give her a chance... If you two don't get along – which I'm 100% sure you will – I won't choose between you... I really like her Bits but I would never give you up for anyone... I'll just have to make it work somehow”

“Can I google her?” you grumbled not really convinced

“Laura Feiersinger” the blonde sighed knowing it'll be hard to get you to agree to meet her girlfriend

“Hm...” you hummed once you put in the name “.... she looks... down-to-earth”

“She is...” Keira agreed “... I promise Bits just one meeting okay... nothing big... wherever you want... here.. beach... coffee”

“There's a Tapas place near the Sagrada I wanted to try but Ona always says no because there too many tourists” you said nonchalantly

“Thank you” the blonde said relieved

“Bitsy could you please not look like I fed you a pound of lemons before we left” Keira mumbled next to you “I know you're always weary about new people but could you PLEASE fix your face?”

“I'm trying okay...” you grumbled back “... but there are so many people looking over... I don't like them looking over”

“They don't look at you...” the blonde kept her voice low

“Then fix YOUR face so they don't look at you” you mumbled feeling more and more uncomfortable

“Okay... give me a second” Keira sighed pulling out her phone

“What are you doing?” you asked confused

“We're moving location” the blonde answered distracted “... this has no value if you getting more and more uncomfortable”

“But...” you said confused

“It's okay Bitsy... I already had a back up plan...” Keira smiled softly “... come on”

“Hey...” Keira said softly hugging a brown haired woman tightly

“Hey... good to see you again” the woman answered as she hugged Keira back

You made yourself known by clearing your throat loudly making Keira chuckle against the hair of the woman

“Bitsy Laura...” the blonde smiled when she let go “... Laura Bitsy”

“It's a pleasure” Laura smiled holding out her hand for you to shake

“I see you invaded Britain...” you ignored the offered hand to stare at the woman “... it didn't work in the 1940s and it won't work now... you Austrian just don't learn do you?”

“Yeah well...” the brown haired woman held your stare “... back in the days it was a guy trying... we all know guys are idiots... believe me when I say I invaded and conquered Britain just fine”

There was a little stare off between the two of you and Keira was a second ago to end this “meeting” between you and her new girlfriend but you surprised her once more

“I like her... she can stay” you said smirking turning around walking away to find a table

“That's it??” Laura looked at Keira confused who bursted out laughing

“That's it...” Keira laughed watching as you debated with yourself which table to choose “... but be warned.. there will be a lot of sarcastic comments towards your countries history...”

“I can live with that...” the dark haired woman smiled “... if it means I'm allowed to stay by your side”

“Keiraaaaaa!!!!” you whined loudly interrupting the girlfriends successfully “You slower than the Austrian tanks in Africa”

“There never where Austrian tanks.... they were german” Laura shot back

“Even worse... you didn't even had any of them” you waved off “... can we order now?”

“Sure Bitsy... sure” Keira laughed happily that you accepted Laura so far

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Communication issues \\ alexia putellas x reader

As promised, the first fic from the poll. Next fic coming shortly… enjoy!! :)

You find out via Alba, Alexia’s sister. Thankfully, your family understands why you have to leave halfway through Christmas day in Australia. Alexia knew she needed surgery for her knee to figure out why it was still painful but the question is, when is the surgery going to happen. Apparently tomorrow, Spanish time, is when. With your bag packed and the farewells beginning, the departure back to Barcelona begins, a week earlier than planned. One of your sisters offered to drive you to the airport and made you promise to text her when you arrive, regardless of the time. With a quick hug as the Australian he becomes unbearable, the airport doors lead you to Spain. With Alba agreeing to pick you up, the long flight and stopovers begins. From Dubai, sleep immediately hit to like a brick.

Next thing you know, one of the flight attendants has woken you up for landing. Putting the seat up, the view at your window is breathtaking. The plane lands and you go through the process of getting off, customs and collecting luggage. Cold winter air greets you as you walk through the airport, making you regret a warmer hoodie. Spotting the younger Putellas sibling is easy in her vibrant clothing and you give her a tight hug before moving towards the car. You notice Eli sitting in the front when you move to the back. Greeting the older woman, she immediately apologises for Alexia's lack of communication.

"Don't apologise for Ale mama. She's an idiota for not telling her girlfriend when her surgery is, while her girlfriend is halfway around the world" Alba states, earning is hard slap on the arm from Eli.

You quickly text your sister and she replied with a thumbs up emoji, must be late back home you think. Alba pulls up to the hospital and you all move inside quickly as Alexia would've woken up not long ago. You pass by a gift shop and buy a bear and some flowers before seeing your girlfriend of 4 years. As you all go into Alexia's room, your eyes meet hers and Alexia gives you a soft smile. Eli and Alba give each other a look and decide to give you both a minute. You place the bear of flowers on the table and sit next to her on the chair.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you" Alexia apologises as she grabs your hand and kisses it.

"Why didn't you? You know I would've stayed with you"

"I know you missed your family and being home, I didn't want to ruin that for you" Alexia softly says, making you melt at the thought.

"Oh baby, you do know that wherever you are is home, right?" Alexia pulls you forward until your lips are on hers.

"Te amo princesa"

"Te amo mi amor. I think you owe my mum a Christmas since I left in the middle of lunch"

"Bebita you did not!" Alexia gasps and hits your arm lightly.

"My girl needed me" you shrug.

Alexia moves over in her bed and pats the spare space next to her, a silent way to tell you she wants cuddles. You cuddle up to Alexia in the small space and she kisses your forehead multiple times.

"Sleep baby, I'll make this up to you. I promise"

And Alexia keep her promises. Around 11 months later when family start organising Christmas, Alexia discussed with her mum that you need to go home and visit your family. After what happened last year, Alexia has to jump at the chance. She organised everything with your sisters and now the final part, telling you.

One cold morning, you roll over to be met with Alexia's sleeping form. She tightens her arm on you as you move closer to give her a kiss. Alexia slowly opens her eyes and smiles at the beauty she sees first thing in the morning.

"Good morning bebita, how you sleep?" Alexia asks sitting up slightly.

"Well since I'm next to you"

"I have a surprise for you. Wait here"

Alexia jumps out of bed, nearly tripping, and runs to your shared closet. She comes back with a smile on her face, extra spring in her step, and an envelope. Alexia wordlessly hands you the envelope and you open it to see printed plane tickets. You read the dates and location and your eyes start watering.

"Ale I - I told you last year in the hospital that I would make it up to you and I am"

You straddle Alexia's lap and kiss her passionately. You both pull away and you cup her cheeks, grazing them softly with the pads of your thumbs.

"I'm going to marry you one day" Alexia whispers, causing a wide smile on both of your faces.

"I want nothing more my love"

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y/ny/l/n: a fairytale come true. the easiest yes I’ve ever made 😍💍 te amo mi amor. No puedo esperar por el próximo capítulo de nuestras vidas juntos ✨😘

Translation: (I love you my love. I can’t wait for the next chapter in our lives together)

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alexiaputellas: I love you princesa ❤️ let’s start our new chapter 🤩

↪️ y/ny/l/n: mi casa 🩷

samanthakerr20: oooooh Spanish wedding 😮‍💨

↪️ samanthakerr20: super excited for you dude, married life rules! 🤘

↪️↪️ y/ny/l/n: love you long time Sammy 🫶

stephcatley: @ caitlinfoord she’s all grown up 🥹😭😕

↪️ y/ny/l/n: im a year younger than you steffy, stfu 🙄

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[leah-lover]

Baby girl. Alexia putellas x reader.

Smut 18+

Needy bottom Alexia, top reader, mommy kink.

Contrary to most people's belief, on a regular day Alexia wasnt what most people thought. 

After an accelerating game, a win, or a frustrating performance, Alexia would fuck the life out of you. She was rough, bossy, and some may say controlling. However on a regular day to day she craves attention and physical touch. 

Every morning when you would wake up she would nuzzle her face in your neck, wrap her legs around you, and just be as close to you nas possible. When standing in the kitchen cooking she would wrap her arms around your waist, kiss you neck and shoulder, and whisper sweet nothings to you. In the car her hand never leaves your thigh. She would express how much she loved, longed, and needed you all the time. She was just the most perfect 30 year old  baby girl in the world.

Rehab Alexia was so much more needier than regular day Alexia, she wanted you with her all day and all the time. When she got injured you became the designated driver in the relationship and you stayed the driver even when she recovered. 

Training today was brutal for her, everybody on social media anticipated the return of the catalan hero. Plus, her contract renewal has added more pressure on her. You could see she was exhausted mentally and physically but you didn't want to push her so you blasted her favorite music and held her hand which she seemed to appreciate.

Upon arriving home you went on your usual duties. You put the bags away, showered, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. 

Alexia wasn't much of a cook, she put on  some jazz music, sat near the counter, and just kept you company. While the conversation flew by easily you couldn't help but notice the emotional pain in her eyes.

After you ate dinner, AAlexia asked you to put on a movie so that you guys could cuddle. You obliged to the request, got on the couch with her laying on your chest. 

She didn't last 5 minutes in the movie when she whispered “ I need you amor.” 

You weren't surprised by the ask. “ I need you to use your word bebita.” you added.

“ I need you to take control again please.” she stated.

“ Are you sure Ale?” you  asked which she said yes to.

You then carried her to the bedroom bridal style and pût her on the bed. 

“ for this to go the way you want it to i need you to be a very obedient girl.''  you said to her while pulling out some toys from the drawer. 

“ yes mommy.” she replied

You then started kissing her, softly and sweetly, you knew she needed love and affection so you decided to shower her with it. You slowly pushed her to lay flat on her back, still kissing her, now staradeling her lap.

Unconsciously you started to grind on her core while taking off her shirt and bra. This action produced a series of moans that could make you come all by themselves. You moved from her month to her neck giving it some bruising attention. While still grinding on her, you moved continuously from her month to her jaw to her neck again and again and again. 

“ Does my good girl like her treatment? Does she like being treated like my princess?” you asked. 

Too busy moaning to answer you relied on her “ yes that 's my good girl. Let me hear how good I am making you feel.” you said, lust appearing clearly in your voice. X

You moved down her body giving some attention to her chest. You took your time with each  boob. You massaged it, kissed it, and pressed each nipple between your fingers. 

“ Carino, I need more please.” she pleaded. 

“ You have to be patient, otherwise you won't come at all.” you warned her.

She obeyed your order and stayed patient without any complaint. As a reward you took off her pants  and saw the giant wet patch in herpanties and the juices running down her thigh 

“ Is all of this for me? You are such a good girl mi reina.” I said, “ Tell me what you want baby, tell me all of it.” I added.

“ need you to fuck me mommy, i need you to fuck really bad.” she cooed.

You took that as incentive, you took off her panties,and spread her legs really wide. Her core was so wet you slipped two fingers in easily trusting them roughly and hitting her stop. Alexia then became a moaning mess. You gave some attending to her clit too. 

It didn't take long for her to start pleading.

“Mommy  please, I need to come please please please.” she begged 

“ play, come me reina, come for mommy.” you  decide to say wanting her to release the tension in her body. 

She took your word immediately and came moaning her name. Her chest panting hard, you said “ you are mommy’s favorite girl, you are her good girl, you are her best girl. You did so well coming on mommy’s fingers.” you praised her. 

You didn't wait longer before you attached the strap to you. 

“Where does mi reina want to take mommy’s strap?” you asked.

“ I want to look at you mommy.” She replied. 

You repositioned  yourself in between her legs, slid the strap in her and went down to kiss her. 

Her moans didn't let you kiss her properly. So you instead picked up a fast past and focused on thrusting in her. The force you were using forced her to hold on to your shoulder.

After a few moments she pleaded, “ mommy i'm gonna come again. “

“Hold on,mi reina  so that we can come together.” you replied. 

It only took a little bit  until your orgasm hit full force due to the moaning mess underneath you. 

You then collapsed on her and she on the mattress. Her face was sweaty, a few strands of hair stuck on her forehead, you brushed them away and said, “ Ale that was fucking incredible i love you soo much baby.” 

“ i love you too so fucking much mommy.” she replied. 

After she came down you slid the strap out of her, you and got her some water, cleaned her up and laid back on the bed. You pulled her closer to your chest, kissed her temple and said. “ You are the best in the world, mi reina.” xx

[futbol16]

MASTERLIST

WOSO

Alexia Putellas

La Reina’s Reina

Red Sweat

Like Ale

Stay Put     Humming Helps    Mi Corazón

La Reina’s Guardian

Back From Lyon

Those Three Letters    You Can

Soccer Moms

Irresistible Lips

I Can’t Reach!

I’m Okay Amor     Stay Down

Icepack

What Happened?

Where does it not hurt

Happy New Year

Not In Front Of Me!

I’m Proud Of You

Cálmate

I’m Not Shy    So Shy

Only One

Alexia Jr    Mi Hermana

Stop That

Me and the Devil

I Protect

Last Door

Lost Chance   Why Her?

It’s Silly   Tell Them Your Truth

Mapi León

(Stay Put    Humming Helps    Mi Corazón )

( What Happened? )

( Not In Front Of Me!)

Please

Cláudia Pina

Just tell her!

(Soccer Moms)

It’s Silly   Tell Them Your Truth

Irene Paredes

Mi Vida

 Fridolina Rolfö

She’s Not Done!

Princess Charming    Make The First Move

Lucy Bronze

( I Promised    My baby sister     Wildest Dreams   )

Lovebirds

Ana-Maria Crnogorcevic

You’ve Got It

Just an FYI

Bruna Vilamala

Did or Do?

Jana Fernández

We Don’t Need Music

Nuria Rabano

Only Five Hours

Aitana Bonmatí

A Damn Beast     My Tana

Keira Walsh

Protector

Geyse da Silva Ferreira

You and Her    Only You

Barcelona Femení

(Rio Manuela   Little Bird )    Where’s Rio?

As your Captain

Your Four Tigers     La Princesa

Looking For Comfort

We Go Get Her

Always

Hot Chocolate    Our sister  /   No Marshmallows

Bebita

Lost her?

Ona Batlle

Mark My Words

You Can Smile?

Closer

Leah Williamson

I Promised     My baby sister    Wildest Dreams

Euros Icons

The other Williamson

No Reason

Ella Toone

Like a Red Flag to a Bull

Alessia Russo

Isn’t Enough

ENGWNT/ England Lionesses

Rio Manuela    Little Bird

Don’t Listen To Them

Who’s Loss    All For You

 Jill Roord

Not today Roord

Laura Wienroither

And-

Sophia Smith

Favorite American

Giovana Queiroz

Make a Move

Misa Rodríguez

Why Her?

Steph Catley

I Miss You