#Dragusin

[dragusinfanpage]

What a performance by Dragusin against Manchester City!

Proud of him 🤍🐉

[fuckthevar]

Gravina vorrebbe che questo fosse l’ultimo campionato di serie A con la #Juve, la realtà dei fatti suggerisce che, invece, potrebbe trattarsi dell’ultimo per la squadra più volte prescritta e graziata: io ho un sogno nel cuore, che spariscano senza aver mai indossato la 2a stella

[hunkpossession0]

THE NEXT FOOTBALLER SWAP

From a distance, I watched him, my heart pounding with anticipation. For months, I had meticulously planned this—learning the ancient incantations, preparing my mind and body for the ultimate transformation. I was about to take something unimaginable: his body, his life, his very essence. The power to be someone else, someone stronger, someone admired and desired by many. The power to be him.

As Radu drifted into a light sleep, I seized my opportunity. The spell was on the tip of my tongue, each word whispered with a mixture of fear and excitement. A rush of energy coursed through me as the magic took hold. My vision blurred, my heart raced, and then, with a sensation like falling into warm water, I was no longer in my own body.

I was inside his.

When I opened my eyes again, everything felt different. My skin was warmer, my muscles tighter and more defined. I glanced down at the broad chest and strong, sinewy arms that now belonged to me. I couldn’t help but run my hands over the smooth, sculpted flesh, feeling the power and strength beneath. My new heartbeat pounded in my ears, echoing the realization that I had done it—I was Radu Drăgușin.

Standing up, I stretched, feeling the muscles ripple under my skin. Every movement felt sensual, fluid, as if this body had been crafted for both power and pleasure. The feeling of the warm sand beneath my feet, the breeze against my bare chest—it was all more vivid, more intense. My senses were heightened, every touch more electrifying than it had ever been before.

I made my way back to Radu's luxurious hotel suite, my new body moving with a grace and confidence that felt exhilarating. As I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I paused, admiring the tall, athletic figure staring back. I let my hands explore, tracing the firm ridges of my abs, the strong curve of my jawline. The sensation of my own touch was overwhelming, sending shivers of pleasure through me. This body was a masterpiece, and it was mine now.

That night, lying in Radu's bed, I marveled at how perfectly this body responded to my desires. Every sensation was amplified, every touch felt deeper, more intimate. I could feel the heat building inside me, an undeniable hunger that surged through my veins. I knew that with this body, there were no limits to what I could experience, no boundaries to the pleasures I could explore.

The next morning, I arrived at the Tottenham Hotspur training grounds, the anticipation of living Radu's life thrilling me to my core. As I interacted with the team, I felt their admiration, their respect—and their subtle envy. Radu's body was built for performance, and I reveled in how effortlessly it handled the rigors of training. Every sprint, every tackle, every stretch was a reminder of the physical perfection I now possessed.

But as the day ended and night fell, the true excitement began. Showered and dressed in a fitted shirt that clung to my powerful frame, I ventured into the heart of London’s nightlife. The city pulsed with energy, and so did I. My body drew eyes everywhere I went—men looking at me with desire, their gazes lingering on my sculpted chest, my strong thighs. The air around me buzzed with unspoken attraction, and I could feel the heat rising within me, igniting a fire that was impossible to resist.

In the dim light of the club, as the music throbbed and bodies pressed close, I let myself indulge in the intoxicating mix of power and desire. Men gravitated towards me, their touches sending electric thrills through my body. The way they looked at me, the way they whispered in my ear, made my pulse race. In Radu's skin, I was untouchable, unstoppable, and completely free to embrace the hidden desires I had kept secret for so long.

Each night became a sensual journey, exploring the depths of pleasure that this new body allowed me to experience. The taste of sweat and skin, the heat of another body close to mine, the satisfaction of knowing that I could have any man I wanted—all of it was mine to enjoy, over and over again.

I had become Radu Drăgușin, the football star, the object of countless desires. But I was also something more—something only I knew. In the privacy of my own thoughts, I relished the secret that this body was now mine, forever. The thrill of living this double life, of being the public athlete by day and indulging in hidden pleasures by night, was a heady, exhilarating rush that never dulled.

As I lay back in bed after another night of passion, the sheets tangled around my legs, I smiled to myself. This was my life now, a life filled with power, desire, and endless possibilities. I had taken Radu Drăgușin’s body, and I intended to enjoy every moment of it. This body was mine—and with it, every fantasy I had ever dreamed of was now within my reach.

[richarlisonny]

Radu Dragusin in action for Romania in their match against Ukraine at Euro 2024

[whitehartlane]

[spurstwt]

[archie-gray]

i need everyone to see bay’s genius

[footballerimaginess]

Cooking Lessons

Flufftober 2024 29. Cooking lessons Radu Dragusin Word Count: 461 Since moving to London with Radu, all you had done was buy takeaways and eat out at restaurants. All you wanted was a home cooked meal, you were so bad at cooking and it wasn't something that you liked.

So you knew when Radu had a few days off, you decided to book a one to one cooking lesson with a really big chef. "Why do I feel so nervous doing this? what if we are so bad at it" Radu nervously whispered as you both walked in. "I am sure they have seen people much worse cooks than us babe" you told him, trying to reassure him. "True, right think we turn left and that is the room" he pointed as you headed in first. "You must be Radu and y/n, lovely to meet you" you smiled as he greeted you as you stood patiently at the counter, wrapping your apron around you as Radu tied it up for you. "Thank you" you smiled as the chef patiently waited for you both to finish as he handed you a recipe card. "So we are making our own pasta, is that something you'll be okay with doing" he asked as you scanned through the card. "Yes that sounds perfect, we do eat a lot of pasta so that would be great" you smiled as you watched on as he started to make fresh pasta something neither of you have done before. "So you have seen me do it, do you want to try yourself?" he asked you as you and Radu both nervously looked at one another. "There is nothing to be afraid of, we can't really mess up with this at all" He grinned as you read the instructions as well as watching the chef in front of you as you did everything right. "They both look perfect now you need to put some filling inside the pasta, so we do it step by step" he told you as you eagerly watched. After several minutes you had managed to make the filling and was putting the pasta in the boiling hot water, cooking it as you peeked at Radu who was nervous now. "Right so it should be done now and we should be able to eat them once they have cooled down a little" you waited patiently for the cool down a little to try them as you cut into the piece of pasta. "This smells so good" you whispered as you took a bite into it. "Yum" you chewed as you covered your mouth as you turned to Radu who was also nodding as he chewed. "Wow this is so good, I didn't realise how easy it was to make either. I really enjoyed that" he smiled.

[sonnys-fan-not-spurs-fan]

“At first, I was intimidated by Radu, he's really big and tall. But I spent some time with him and realized he's a nice guy."

And now,

[avenirdelight]

open training fashion week

[fabioquartararhoe]

🫡🫡🫡

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[kaserolly]

echipanationala Imagini pe care vrei să le vezi în fiecare zi! 💙💛❤️

[takaisayaka]

[apr1lias]

From what our commentators are saying you would think that Ukraine were playing themselves