#Football x reader

[dorabellingham]

Bath time

warning: none

characters: jude x mom!reader

summary: when after many football matches, the little boy doesn't want to take a bath

request: yes

may contain spelling and translation errors!

After an intense afternoon of “soccer” in the backyard, little Benjamin was all sweaty, his hair disheveled and his cheeks red from running and laughing so much with Jude. However, when you called him to take a bath, he let out a cry of protest and ran around the room, laughing with all the energy he had left.

—Ben, it’s just a bath, my love!

You called, laughing at your son’s attempt to escape.

—No, mummy! I don’t want to!

Benji replied, his little hands waving in the air as he ran away. He turned a corner and disappeared down the hallway.

Jude, who was watching the scene, crossed his arms and laughed. With an expression of pure amusement, he gave you a knowing look.

—I think today is going to be tough, huh?

—He gets that from you, huh? —You teased, with an arched eyebrow, before bending down and trying to follow your son down the hallway. —Benji, my love, you're all sweaty! You need to take a shower.

You heard a low giggle coming from the guest room and, as you approached, you saw Benji's dark curls peeking through the door. The little boy thought he was very well hidden. You smiled and bent down, looking him in the eyes.

—I found you!

You said, laughing, but before you could reach him, your little boy squealed and took off again, now running towards the living room, where Jude was standing, waiting to help with the capture.

Bellingham looked at his son approaching and pretended to catch him, but gave Ben a chance to escape. The boy ran as fast as he could, laughing loudly, but Jude finally caught him, lifting him in the air while his son struggled, but still laughing.

—Aha! I caught the runaway!

Jude exclaimed, with a triumphant laugh.

—Daddy, no!

Benji screamed, but deep down, he was enjoying the chase. He knew he didn't have much of a chance against his father, but the attempt made it all worth it.

Jude took him to the bathroom, still holding him in the air, while Ben tried his best to get out of his arms, trying hard to push his father away.

—I'm going to tell you a secret, champ... —Jude began, with a mysterious tone. —Did you know that taking a shower makes you even stronger to play soccer?

Benji looked at him with suspicious eyes, still not sure, but the promise of getting "stronger" intrigued him.

—Stronger, daddy? Just like you?

—Just like me!

He answered, shaking his head seriously.

You, who had been watching the conversation with an amused smile, approached and put Benji's little hand in the warm water so he could feel the temperature.

—Look, honey, the water is warm. It'll be quick, and then you can play more.

Ben looked at the water, still looking doubtful, but finally nodded, albeit with a sullen pout. You laughed, knowing he was almost giving in, but still insisted on showing a little resistance.

—Okay, but just a little!

He declared, crossing his arms.

Jude and you helped the little boy into the bathtub and began to soap him up, laughing at the faces he made as they ran the sponge over his arms and legs. He still tried to complain, but he was so tired from the rush that he soon relaxed, letting his parents finish the bath.

At the end, when he was clean and wrapped in a fluffy towel, Benji finally smiled with satisfaction.

—And now, daddy, am I strong?

He asked, his eyes shining.

Jude laughed and ruffled his hair.

—Stronger than ever, baby!

[famoussharkhairdoknight]

A Love That Feels Like Home~Jude Bellingham

It was a quiet evening, the soft light of the sunset filtering through the curtains, casting gentle, warm shadows on the walls. Jude Bellingham was sitting next to you on the couch, his muscular body leaning forward, his hand gently brushing against yours as he looked at you with a gaze that spoke more than a thousand words.

"I find you more beautiful every day," Jude said, his voice warm like an embrace, making your heart beat faster. He was never the type to offer words without thought, and you knew that well.

You turned to face him, your heart in turmoil, and looked into his eyes, where you could see a sincerity that you had never seen in anyone else. "You're different from what I imagined," you replied with a soft smile. "You're... sweeter than you appear."

Jude smiled, but there was something in his eyes that betrayed a hidden depth, a vulnerability that only you could sense. "There's something about you that makes me feel at home. You make me forget everything, even the noise of the world. It's like when we're together, everything else doesn't exist."

Jude's words hit you like a sweet melody. You felt light, as if you could fly away with him. "You make me feel the same," you admitted, your heart racing. "There's a peace when we're together, like the rest of the world stops."

He leaned in slowly, his hand gently resting on your cheek, as if he were afraid to break it with too strong a touch. "I love you," he whispered, an admission that made you shiver inside. "I don't know how it happened, but you've become a part of me."

Those three simple but powerful words were more than any gesture or declaration you had ever heard. Jude Bellingham, a guy you knew as a champion on the field, but in that moment was your man, vulnerable and authentic, had opened his heart in a way that only you could see.

You moved closer to him, feeling the beat of his heart quicken as your lips brushed against his in a delicate kiss. It was a kiss full of promise, understanding, and love that was growing every day.

"I don't want to lose you," Jude said, his voice trembling slightly. "Never."

"I won't lose you," you replied, your breath mingling with his. "Because you're my home, Jude. And I'll never let you go."

It was as if the world outside that room no longer mattered. The only thing that mattered was you and him, the sound of your breaths, the tenderness of the moment, and the love growing between you both.

[emjayewrites]

Reblogging this and Chapter 10 is also up!

fouled by fate • aurelien tchouameni (9/10)

SYNOPSIS: Aurélien Tchouaméni, one of football’s rising stars, is used to navigating the pressures of the pitch—but nothing could prepare him for an arranged marriage. With his family’s legacy and cultural traditions at stake, Aurélien reluctantly agrees to marry a woman he barely knows. But as they’re thrust into the public eye, sparks fly in unexpected ways. The two must navigate the complexities of love, duty, and fame, all while figuring out if they’re playing on the same team—or if their hearts are destined for different paths.

PAIRINGS: Aurélien Tchouaméni x Zuri Awanto Nchang (faceclaim Samira Ahmed @/iamsamiira)

WARNINGS: cursing, football b.s., dry humor/wit, slight arguing, friends to lovers, instant attraction, angst, eventual smut (18+/minors dni)

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A/N: Please let me know if you want to be removed from the tag list! Thank you again for your love and appreciation! This chapter may be triggering to some so please don’t read if it makes you uncomfortable.

The late afternoon sun filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as Zuri lay sprawled on her back in Aurelién's — well, their — bed. She still wasn’t used to thinking of it that way, even though she’d made the move upstairs to his loft permanently. Everything felt so intimate now, so settled, yet there was still that electricity between them. And today was no different. Aurélien had a way of making her forget every thought that wasn’t about him.

Zuri's body hummed with pleasure as her legs shook uncontrollably, her skin buzzing from the constant attention he was giving her. Aurelién had insisted they stay in bed for hours, and after what felt like an eternity of stolen kisses and lingering touches, they'd predictably ended up where they always did — unable to keep their hands off each other.

He was between her legs now, his broad shoulders keeping them spread as he made sure she felt every flick and swirl of his tongue. The sensation was overwhelming — pleasure so sharp and all-consuming it made her toes curl into the sheets.

She glanced down and saw his eyes on her, piercing and intense. His mouth never left her, his tongue expertly switching between lapping at her clit and plunging into her soaked heat. He sucked softly on her clit, a sound that made her gasp and her thighs begin to tremble harder.

Aurélien’s gaze was dark, a silent command for her to keep her focus. His tongue delved deep into her, and the sensation made her moan uncontrollably, her back arching off the bed. It was too much, too good — she closed her eyes, losing herself in the waves of pleasure building inside her.

Slap.

Her thigh stung from the firm tap of his hand, and she whimpered as her eyes flew open to meet his again. He was watching her, making sure she knew that he was in control.

"Eyes on me," Aurelien growled against her skin, his voice low and rough. The rasp in his voice sent a fresh jolt of heat straight to her core.

Zuri swallowed, her gaze locked on his even as her body fought to shut her eyes, to give in to the intensity of the sensation. But he wouldn’t let her. His tongue was merciless, moving faster, switching back and forth between teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves and driving deep inside her. He was everywhere, his lips pulling her apart, making her feel exposed and raw under his intense focus.

Her legs began to close instinctively as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak, but another sharp slap to her inner thigh stopped her. She whimpered again, feeling the pressure mounting within her as she tried to contain herself.

"Stay open for me," he murmured, never lifting his mouth from her. His lips pressed hard against her slick skin as he alternated between slow, deep strokes with his tongue and quick, relentless flicks over her clit. Her entire body was trembling, each nerve ending alight as his hands tightened on her thighs, holding her exactly where he wanted her.

Her legs shook violently as she struggled to hold on, her fingers clawing at the sheets, desperate for something to ground her. Aurelien’s tongue worked her with expert precision, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Please…" Zuri gasped out, her chest rising and falling rapidly as the sensations became too much to handle. Her mind was a haze of need, and she could barely think, barely breathe. But still, his eyes stayed on hers, demanding every ounce of her attention, every ounce of her surrender.

"Not yet," he murmured, pulling his mouth away briefly to press a kiss to the inside of her thigh, only to dive back in with a renewed intensity. His tongue plunged deep into her again, and the sensation made her entire body convulse. He was relentless, drawing her closer and closer to a release that felt just out of reach.

The world narrowed down to the feel of his mouth, the wet heat of his tongue, and the way he looked up at her, watching every reaction with an intensity that only fueled the fire inside her.

And when his teeth grazed her clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body, Zuri couldn’t hold back any longer. Her orgasm ripped through her, her body arching off the bed as she cried out his name. Aurelien didn’t stop, didn’t relent, his tongue still moving in deep strokes as her walls pulsed around it, dragging every last ounce of pleasure out of her.

Her chest heaved, her skin damp with sweat, and her thighs trembled as the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed. Aurelien finally pulled back, his lips swollen and glistening with her arousal, but his eyes still burned with desire as he moved up her body, planting kisses along her trembling thighs, her stomach, and her breasts, before settling beside her.

He leaned down to brush his lips against her temple, whispering softly, "Bonne fille (Good girl)."

Aurelien hovered over her, his eyes gleaming with that mischievous edge that always made her both melt and want to roll her eyes at him. He kissed her lips softly at first, then with more intensity, as if savoring the taste of her pleasure that lingered there.

He studied her face, the corners of his mouth twitching with a tease he couldn’t keep to himself. "You should see yourself when you come," he murmured, brushing his nose lightly against hers. "It’s… impressive."

Zuri let out a breathless chuckle, rolling her eyes and shaking her head, though she couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at her lips. "Impressive, huh?" she retorted, giving him a mock glare. "Remind me to get a mirror next time, just for you."

"Wouldn’t mind it," Aurelien shot back with a grin, his hand resting possessively on her hip as he trailed a thumb over the curve of her waist. "You’re beautiful, and I’ll take every chance to remind you." He pressed another kiss to her lips, this one softer, lingering, as if he couldn’t bear to pull away just yet.

She scoffed, unable to keep from laughing as he kept that cheeky look on his face, but the warmth in his voice softened her defenses. He was always like this—playful and affectionate, even when he was holding her under his spell, making her toes curl and her pulse race.

He shot her a lazy grin, his fingers brushing over her flushed cheek. "I could keep you in bed all day," he said, his tone half-joking but laced with unmistakable hunger.

Zuri bit her lip, fighting the grin threatening to spread across her face. "Oh, is that right?" she teased, arching an eyebrow at him. "You think you could handle that?"

Aurelien chuckled, his eyes darkening with promise as he trailed kisses down her neck, his voice a low, rich murmur against her skin. "Well, guess we’ll just have to test that theory."

His lips moved over hers again, deep and consuming, his hands sliding down to cup her waist, pulling her close until she was melting into him. He nipped her bottom lip, eliciting a soft moan from her before he pulled back slightly.

"You want me to fuck you, Zuri?" he murmured, his gaze heavy with anticipation. She nodded, breathless, her heart pounding. But just as she tilted her head up to kiss him again, the shrill ring of his phone cut through the room. Aurelien groaned in annoyance, rolling his eyes as he kissed his teeth and leaned back, reaching over to grab his phone. He settled onto his side, bringing her along with him as he glanced at the screen, sighing as he recognized the caller.

It was Cama, and before Aurelien could say anything, Jude’s voice piped up on the other end, unmistakable and teasing. "You better bring your ass over here, Aurélien. Don’t tell me you forgot about us already."

Aurelien snorted, rolling his eyes as he muttered, "Nah, I’m with ZuZu, so we’re gonna have to reschedule. I got a little distracted." He threw Zuri a wink, which made her laugh quietly as she nestled into his side.

"Come on, man, you’ve been with her all week," Jude protested, and Cama’s voice followed with a quick, "Yeah, bring her if you want, but get over here."

With a sigh, Aurelien hit the mute button and turned to Zuri, his expression softening as he brushed a strand of hair from her face. "You good with me spending some time with them?" he asked. "They’ve been harassing me for days."

Zuri smiled, her cheeks still flushed. "Go ahead, I need a break anyway. I can barely walk straight as it is."

Aurelien laughed at that, shaking his head in amusement. "Alright, alright." He pressed a quick kiss to her forehead, then unmuted his friends. "I’ll be over soon. Don’t have too much fun without me," he said before hanging up.

He stretched as he rose from the bed, glancing down at her with a grin. "I’m gonna take a shower before I head over,” he said, starting toward the bathroom. Pausing at the door, he shot her a playful look. "You wanna join me?"

Zuri lifted a brow. "Aurelien, what did I just say?" Her voice was firm, but the amusement in her eyes gave her away.

He held up his hands in mock surrender, backing toward the shower. "Alright, alright… my bad. Sheesh."

Still, he couldn’t help himself, slipping his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and slowly, almost temptingly, pulling them down. He let them fall to the floor, and there he stood, completely bare, his toned body a tempting sight, with his arousal already evident. He turned back to her, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You sure though? I could go for a shower quickie. Promise I won't be too rough this time."

Her eyes drifted down, lingering for a moment before meeting his gaze again, her lips curving with a smirk of her own. "One quickie wouldn’t hurt."

His eyes lit up, and he chuckled as he stepped back, turning on the shower, adjusting the temperature as the steam began to rise around him. "And," he said, throwing her a teasing look over his shoulder, "I can put on the jet streams…"

Before he could finish, she was already hopping off the bed, her decision made, and following him into the shower.

The Santiago Bernabéu was buzzing with energy, fans filling every corner as Real Madrid took on VfB Stuttgart. Zuri sat comfortably in her seat, glancing around the stadium, the electric atmosphere settling a contagious excitement in her. Beside her, Lila sipped on her drink, scrolling through her phone, her expression lighting up as she pulled up a picture and nudged Zuri.

"Look what Amara sent me," Lila grinned, showing her a selfie of Amara and Lewis on a private plane, captioned, "Next stop: Singapore 🏎️." Zuri leaned in to look, chuckling at the way Amara’s hand rested affectionately on Lewis’s shoulder while he focused on something off-camera.

"Singapore? Damn, she’s a ride-or-die for him," Zuri mused, and Lila nodded with a warm smile.

"Yeah, it took me a minute to open up to her," Lila admitted, lowering her voice a bit as the match was about to start. "But she’s good to him, and that’s all that matters, you know?"

Zuri nodded, her gaze drifting to the field. "Exactly. Lewis deserves someone solid." They shared a look of mutual understanding before focusing back on the match, occasionally chatting and cheering as the game picked up speed.

Real Madrid was playing with precision, and by the time the final whistle blew, they’d secured a 3-1 victory. The crowd erupted in cheers, and Zuri and Lila exchanged high-fives, riding the rush of excitement as they made their way down to the players’ area. They didn’t have to wait long before Aurélien and Jude appeared, Aurélien’s smile widening as he caught sight of Zuri. He crossed the short distance between them and greeted her with a lingering kiss, oblivious to the laughter from Jude and Lila.

"Oh, get a room," Jude teased, elbowing Aurélien with a smirk, while Lila joined in, rolling her eyes playfully.

Just then, Rodrygo came over, slinging an arm over Aurélien and Jude's shoulders. "We gotta celebrate! Hit up some clubs, yeah?"

Jude immediately shook his head, giving Lila a knowing look. "Nah, man, I’m chilling. Wanna hang out with my girl."

Aurélien nodded in agreement. "Same here. I’d rather keep it low-key."

Cama strolled up then, grinning as he gave Zuri and Lila side-hug greetings. "Alright, alright, maybe not a club, but we could do something chill — hit up a lounge or something?"

Lila’s eyes lit up. "Ooh, can we get hookah?" She asked eagerly, only to get a round of amused stares from the guys. Jude shot her a mock-serious look, shaking his head with a smirk.

"See? This is why I don’t want you going to Miami anymore. What do you know about hookah, Delilah Marie?" he teased, emphasizing her middle name.

Lila huffed, rolling her eyes and glancing at Zuri. "You wanna get hookah with me?"

Zuri shrugged with a smile. "Yeah, that sounds good to me. Maybe a mojito too."

"Yes!" Lila clapped her hands excitedly, doing a little jump.

Aurélien and Jude exchanged glances, rolling their eyes good-naturedly at the girls’ antics. But they followed along, laughing as the group made their way to a sleek lounge downtown. The vibe was perfect, a dimly lit interior with comfortable seating, tables scattered with hookahs and trays of tapas, and a chill, relaxed atmosphere.

The lounge hummed with low conversation and laughter, the air thick with the sweet, flavored smoke of hookah. As the group settled into their table, their waitress approached, a notepad in hand and a distracted smile on her lips. She glanced up and froze momentarily, her eyes lingering on Aurélien. Zuri noticed but didn't dwell on it, too preoccupied with the familiar ease between her and Aurélien.

Aurélien only had eyes for Zuri, his gaze warm and affectionate. "Get my usual, babe, and order whatever you want," he said, his voice soft and confident. Zuri smiled, ordering her drink and some tapas. The waitress took her order with an unmistakable edge to her voice, and although Zuri paid it no mind, she couldn't help but notice the waitress's semi-friendly attitude when taking Lila's order before stalking off, practically stomping away.

"What's her problem?" Lila muttered, raising an eyebrow. Zuri just shrugged, brushing off the weird interaction.

When the waitress returned with their drinks and plates, she dropped everything off with a hint of an attitude, her glare focused solely on Zuri. This time, Zuri raised a brow, confused but unwilling to let it ruin her evening. She and Lila took turns smoking the hookah, giggling as they attempted smoke tricks, laughing when they failed.

A little while later, Zuri excused herself to head to the restroom. Aurélien caught her hand before she could leave, pulling her in for a gentle kiss. "Don't take too long," he murmured against her lips, his smirk making her heart race.

In the bathroom, Zuri reapplied a fresh layer of lip gloss, taking a moment to appreciate how she looked in the mirror. As she stepped out, she nearly bumped into the waitress, who seemed to have been waiting for her. Zuri blinked, her confusion mounting.

"Uh…hi?" she greeted, the girl's persistent attitude finally starting to grate on her.

The waitress introduced herself, a smug smile curling her lips. "My name's Lia. Two months ago, I sucked Aurélien's dick, and he ghosted me."

Zuri's expression stayed neutral as she processed Lia's words, her slow blink followed by a nod. "And you think I care because…?"

Lia's confidence faltered. "Well… your boyfriend cheated on you."

Zuri let out a short laugh, shaking her head. "He didn't. And again, why do you think I care?" She tilted her head, a trace of amusement dancing in her eyes. "We weren't even together then."

Lia opened her mouth to say more, but Zuri had already had enough. "Look, I really have to get back to my man. Nice chat, I guess?" With that, she breezed past Lia and returned to the table.

Aurélien's face lit up when he saw her, but his smile dropped when he noticed the slight frown she wore. "What's wrong, ma belle?" he asked gently, cupping her chin and turning her face toward him.

Zuri sighed. "That waitress said she, uh… sucked your dick two months ago."

Aurélien's eyebrows shot up in surprise, confusion flickering across his features until something seemed to click. "Oh. Well, that happened before we were together," he clarified.

"I know." Zuri's voice was calm, her expression unbothered.

"Do you want to leave?" he asked, concern lacing his tone.

She shook her head, a soft smile returning to her lips. "No, I'm fine."

Her words melted away any lingering tension, and Aurélien's face lit up with relief. He kissed her forehead, pressing a warm, lingering kiss there before leaning back, his hand still resting at the small of her back.

The night continued, the girls laughing as they shared the hookah and sipped their mojitos, the boys ordering more tapas and joining in the fun. Lila blew a smoke ring, giggling as Zuri tried to do the same, their playful energy blending seamlessly with the laid-back vibe of the evening, but Zuri couldn't help the occasional glance toward Lia. Aurélien noticed and gently squeezed Zuri's hand, his eyes meeting hers with understanding.

As the evening drew to a close, Aurélien suggested they head out. "Shall we?" he said, his voice low and warm. Zuri nodded, and they bid farewell to Lila, making their way to Aurélien's car.

Once they were on the road, Zuri turned to Aurélien. "So, about what Lia said..." She trailed off, biting her lip.

Aurélien reached over and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. "I should have told you about that," he admitted. "It was right when you arrived in Madrid. I'm sorry I didn't mention it."

Zuri nodded slowly, processing his words. "It's okay, I understand. We weren't exclusive then." She offered him a small smile. "I'm not upset, I just... wish you had told me, that's all."

"You're right, I should have been upfront," Aurélien said, his brow furrowing slightly. He brought her hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to her knuckles.

Zuri's expression softened, and she gave his hand a squeeze. "I appreciate your honesty now. And I'm not bothered by what happened before we were together. I trust you, Aurélien."

He let out a relieved sigh, a warm smile spreading across his face. "You're amazing, you know that?" he murmured, his gaze filled with adoration.

Zuri chuckled, leaning in to peck his cheek. "I do now." She settled back in her seat, feeling the tension melt away. "Let's just enjoy the rest of the night, hmm?"

Aurélien nodded, his focus returning to the road, but his hand remained entwined with Zuri's, a content smile playing on his lips.

It had been a week since that evening at the lounge, yet the memory of Zuri’s unwavering trust was still imprinted in Aurélien’s mind, as vivid as if it had just happened. Her serene expression, the way she had dismissed Lia’s attempt to plant seeds of doubt without even a flicker of hesitation, spoke volumes about the faith she had in him. It was a moment that had shaken him to his core. Not because of the drama that Lia had tried to stir up, but because of the realization it sparked—he could no longer hide how he truly felt about her.

Their relationship had begun in chaos, a whirlwind arrangement neither had asked for, but somehow, over time, they had found something real. Something that felt like home. Aurélien knew he needed to show Zuri just how much she meant to him, beyond casual gestures and stolen kisses. He wanted to make her feel cherished, adored, and loved—because he did love her. Deeply, irrevocably, and maybe even a little recklessly.

Aurélien was never one to wear his heart on his sleeve, but for Zuri, he was willing to become an open book. Over the past few days, he had carefully laid out small, tangible reminders of how much she meant to him. In the bathroom drawer, he had tucked a handwritten note on delicate stationery that read, I love how you always steal my face cream. Your skin deserves the best. He had placed another note on her nightstand, scribbled in his neat handwriting: The way you laugh when you watch your favorite shows makes me smile every time. And in the kitchen, where he knew she’d find it when reaching for her morning coffee, he had left a third: Thank you for pretending not to notice when I dance like an idiot while making my smoothies.

But he hadn’t stopped there. He wanted to infuse their shared space with as much beauty and warmth as she brought into his life, so he’d filled their home with bouquets of her favorite flowers—vivid splashes of color that brightened every room. The scent of peonies and lilies lingered in the air, a fragrant reminder of his devotion.

This morning, he’d taken it a step further. A stack of crisp bills lay neatly on the marble kitchen counter, anchored by another one of his notes: Go spoil yourself today, ma belle. Get your hair and nails done—and maybe even buy a new outfit. I’ve got something special planned. The message was simple, but the thought behind it was anything but. Aurélien wanted Zuri to feel cherished, to know that she was worth every effort he could make and more.

As he stood in front of the mirror, running a hand through his freshly cut hair, his heart beat faster than he cared to admit. He adjusted his shirt, checked his watch, and tried to calm the nervous energy buzzing through his veins. His friends had given him no end of grief over how smitten he was, how utterly lovestruck he had become. But he didn’t care. This was Zuri, the woman who had turned his world upside down in the best possible way, and for her, he would do anything.

He wanted today to be perfect. More than that, he wanted Zuri to understand that she wasn’t just the woman he was forced to be with; she was the woman he chose, over and over again. He needed her to see that what they had wasn’t bound by obligation or circumstance. It was deeper, more profound, and every day, he found himself falling harder and faster.

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Zuri stood in front of her vanity, admiring the curls that cascaded down her shoulders, freshly styled and glistening with the perfect amount of shine. Her nails were painted a deep, sultry burgundy, and her outfit—a silky, elegant dress that hugged her curves in all the right places—was something she’d picked out with Aurélien’s note in mind. The anticipation of whatever he had planned made her stomach flutter.

When she found him in the foyer, his eyes lit up as he took her in. He crossed the room in a few long strides, pulling her into a warm embrace. "You look beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.

Zuri smiled, her heart doing a little flip. "All this pampering you insisted on has me feeling like a queen."

"Well, you are," he said simply, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Ready to go?"

She nodded, lacing her fingers with his as they headed out the door. The car ride was filled with soft music and the comfort of shared silence, and when they pulled up to the rooftop restaurant, Zuri’s breath caught in her throat.

Aurélien led her up to the terrace, which he had rented out entirely for the evening. Twinkling string lights and dozens of candles cast a golden glow over the space, creating a dreamy, almost ethereal atmosphere. A guitarist sat in one corner, strumming a soft, romantic melody that carried on the warm night air. The city skyline stretched out around them, glittering like a sea of stars.

Zuri’s eyes widened as she took it all in, her hand flying to her mouth. "Aurélien… this is… I don’t even have words," she whispered, her voice breaking with emotion.

He turned to her, his smile soft and full of adoration. "Do you like it?" he asked, a hint of nervousness coloring his tone.

"Like it?" she echoed, tears welling in her eyes. "I love it. It’s the most beautiful thing anyone’s ever done for me."

Relief flooded Aurélien’s features, and he guided her to their table, pulling out her chair with a flourish. As they sat down, the guitarist played a familiar tune, and Zuri felt her heart swell. They shared a meal of delicious courses—delicate tapas, savory entrées, and perfectly chilled wine—all while talking and laughing as if they were the only two people in the world.

Zuri couldn’t stop smiling, her cheeks aching with happiness. She watched Aurélien, her chest tightening with the sheer affection she felt for him. His eyes sparkled in the candlelight, his laughter genuine and infectious. Every time he reached for her hand, her pulse raced.

When dessert arrived—a decadent chocolate mousse topped with gold leaf and fresh berries—Aurélien set down his fork, looking suddenly serious. He took a deep breath, reaching across the table to hold her hands.

"Zuri," he began, his voice steady but filled with emotion, "I’ve been thinking a lot about us. About how we started and where we are now. I know this all began in a way neither of us expected, and it’s been… bumpy, to say the least." He gave a small laugh, and Zuri’s eyes softened.

"But the more time I spend with you," he continued, his grip on her hands tightening, "the more I realize how lucky I am. How grateful I am for every moment, every laugh, every little thing we’ve shared. I love you, Zuri. So much. And I want you to know that."

Tears spilled down Zuri’s cheeks, but they were happy tears. Her heart felt so full it might burst. "Aurélien," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I love you too. So much."

Aurélien’s smile broke across his face, wide and unrestrained, and he stood, pulling her into his arms. Their lips met in a kiss that was soft, lingering, and full of all the words they couldn’t say. The world fell away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped up in each other.

When they finally pulled apart, Aurélien brushed a tear from her cheek with his thumb. "Ready to head home?" he asked, his voice warm.

Zuri nodded, her heart still racing. "Yeah. Let’s go home."

Hand in hand, they left the rooftop, their love shining as brightly as the candles that had lit up their perfect night. The drive back was filled with the kind of comfortable silence that spoke volumes, each of them basking in the glow of shared love and understanding.

Back at home, the night continued in whispered promises and soft touches, two hearts finally admitting what they’d known all along. Their kisses grew deeper, more desperate, as they stumbled into the living room, barely making it to the couch before their passion threatened to consume them.

Zuri found herself straddling Aurélien’s lap, her dress riding up her thighs as she settled against him. His hands roamed over her back, pulling her closer until their bodies pressed together, heat radiating between them. Their mouths met in a feverish kiss, all tongues and breathless sighs, as the room seemed to melt around them.

"It’s so hot in here," Zuri murmured, her lips brushing against Aurélien’s as she pulled back for a moment, her eyes dark and wanting.

Aurélien’s gaze burned into hers, his fingers finding the halter strings of her dress. With one deft tug, he loosened the knots, and the fabric slipped down her chest, revealing her bare, pierced breasts. His breath caught, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "You’re so beautiful," he whispered, dipping his head to take one of her hardened nipples into his mouth.

Zuri gasped, arching her back as pleasure coursed through her. The sensation of his tongue flicking against the cool metal of her nipple ring made her shiver, and she buried her hands in his hair, tugging gently. "Aurélien," she moaned, her voice trembling with need.

He hummed against her skin, his hands sliding down to grip her waist, holding her steady as he lavished her breasts with attention. "I’ve been thinking about this all night," he confessed, his voice husky. "About how much I wanted you."

Zuri bit her lip, her heart pounding as she felt his hardness pressing against her through his pants. Teasingly, she rocked her hips, grinding against him and earning a low groan that sent a thrill down her spine. "You’re not the only one," she teased, her smile playful.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she hiked up her dress, her hands moving to slip her underwear down her legs. She tossed the lacey garment aside, leaving herself bare against him. Aurélien’s eyes darkened with desire, and his hands quickly moved to unbuckle his belt, the clinking sound mingling with the rustle of fabric as he unzipped his pants and freed his erection.

Their gazes met, a silent understanding passing between them before Zuri guided herself over him. She sank down slowly, taking him in inch by inch, and they both let out matching moans as their bodies connected. The sensation was overwhelming, and for a moment, neither of them moved, savoring the heat and intimacy of being so close.

Then Zuri began to move, rolling her hips in a rhythm that had them both gasping. Her hands braced against his chest, and Aurélien’s fingers dug into her hips, guiding her movements as she rode him. "Merde, Zuri," he groaned, his voice rough and full of longing. "You feel so good."

Zuri’s breath hitched, and she picked up the pace, her thighs burning as she moved faster, harder, chasing the high that built between them. "Aurélien," she panted, her head falling back, her body a perfect picture of ecstasy.

Aurélien’s hands slid up her back, pulling her closer as he thrust up to meet her, their bodies colliding in a desperate, frenzied dance. "That’s it, ma belle,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. "Ride this dick just like that. You’re perfect."

Their shared desire reached a fever pitch, and they clung to each other, whispering "I love you" between gasps and moans. The world around them faded, leaving only the feeling of each other, the raw, unfiltered connection that made everything else seem insignificant.

They were on the brink of release when a sudden beep echoed through the room, signaling someone at the front gate. The noise shattered their orgasmic haze, and they froze, still tangled together, their heavy breathing the only sound as reality crashed back in.

Aurélien’s eyes met Zuri’s, wide with disbelief and frustration. "You have got to be kidding me," he groaned, his hands still holding her waist.

Zuri let out a breathless laugh, leaning her forehead against his. "Talk about timing," she muttered, though her smile was bright, their love still glowing between them despite the interruption.

The beep echoed through the house a second time, and Aurélien kissed his teeth in annoyance. He pulled Zuri off his lap gently and murmured, "I'll be right back." She shifted to the other side of the couch, breathless and confused, as he tucked himself back into his pants, zipping and buckling them before heading to the foyer.

Aurélien moved swiftly, irritation building as he checked the security system. On the camera panel, he saw a police vehicle parked in the driveway. "The fuck?" he muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing. He pressed a button to speak through the intercom.

"¿Hola? ¿Qué está pasando aquí?" ("Hello? What’s going on here?") he asked, his voice thick with concern.

From the car, an officer responded, "Señor Tchouaméni, hemos sido enviados a hacer un chequeo de bienestar para Zuri Awanto Nchang. Necesitamos verificar que esté bien." ("Mr. Tchouaméni, we've been asked to do a wellness check on Zuri Awanto Nchang. We need to ensure she is safe.")

Aurélien’s jaw clenched, rage simmering under his skin. He had a feeling he knew who was behind this. "Fuck," he hissed before buzzing the police in through the gates. He exhaled a shaky breath, running a hand over his face as he went back to the living room.

"Fix your dress, bébé," he instructed Zuri, trying to keep his tone even, though it was taut with tension.

Zuri’s eyes widened in alarm. "Why? What's going on?"

"The fucking police are here," he said, his voice laced with disbelief.

"What?! How the hell—"

"ZuZu, I'll explain in a second," Aurélien cut her off, his expression a mixture of anger and worry. "Just please fix yourself, okay?"

Zuri quickly retied the strings of her dress, hands fumbling slightly as anxiety set in. She bent down, grabbed her discarded panties, and slipped them on, just as the police knocked at the door. Aurélien took a deep breath, then strode over to answer.

Zuri followed him into the foyer, standing tall beside him despite the whirlwind of emotions she felt. Two officers stood on the porch: a stern-looking man with broad shoulders, and a petite woman with warm, brown eyes. The latter spoke first, her slight Spanish accent adding weight to her words.

"Señorita Awanto Nchang?" Officer Gutierrez addressed Zuri.

"Sí," Zuri replied, nodding.

"I'm Officer Gutierrez, and this is my partner, Officer Perreira," she introduced. "We're here to do a wellness check. Are you okay, ma'am?"

Zuri swallowed and nodded again. "Sí, I’m fine."

Officer Perreira studied Zuri intently, while Gutierrez continued. "Is everything safe for you here? Do you feel threatened in any way?"

Zuri’s brows knitted together in confusion and anger. "No, I’m safe," she assured them. "Why would you think otherwise?"

Officer Gutierrez glanced at her partner before explaining, "We were informed that your father requested this wellness check. He expressed… concern about your well-being."

Zuri’s mouth fell open. The anger that had started as a flicker was now a blazing flame. "My father?" she repeated incredulously. "He and I had a disagreement about something trivial, and now he’s sending the police to my fiancé’s home?" She gestured to Aurélien. "We’re engaged, for God’s sake."

Zeus, their massive dog, started barking from the hallway, likely sensing the tension in the room. His barks were loud and insistent, as if ready to defend his home. Aurélien turned, his patience running thin. "Zeus, calme," he called, his voice firm but gentle. He crossed over to the dog and knelt to soothe him, then led him downstairs to his crate.

While Aurélien was away, Officer Gutierrez took a step closer to Zuri, her gaze serious. "Ma'am, are you telling us the truth?" she asked quietly. "If there is anything at all, we are here to help."

Zuri’s nostrils flared in frustration. "Yes, I’m telling the truth," she insisted, her voice shaking. "I love Aurélien, and he loves me. My father… he’s just trying to control me because he doesn’t like that I’m living my life on my own terms."

Officer Gutierrez exchanged a look with her partner. "Your father made some serious allegations, including claims of… abuse," she said carefully.

Zuri’s eyes flashed with fury, and she defiantly lifted her arms, then turned to show her bare legs. "Do you see any bruises?" she demanded. "Any signs of harm? Because there are none. I’m not being abused, and I would never let anyone harm me. I’m safe here. I’m loved here."

Officer Gutierrez seemed to consider this, then nodded, satisfied. Aurélien returned just as she did, and the tension in his posture was palpable. Officer Perreira gave him a hard look before Gutierrez spoke again.

"Thank you for cooperating," she said, her voice a touch gentler. She handed Zuri a business card. "If anything changes or you ever need assistance, don’t hesitate to call."

Zuri took the card, her hand steady despite her anger. "Thank you," she replied curtly.

The officers turned and made their way back to their vehicle, and Aurélien and Zuri watched from the doorway as they drove away. Once the patrol car disappeared beyond the gates, Aurélien shut the front door with a heavy sigh. His expression darkened, and he muttered, "I'm going to fuckin' kill your father."

Zuri let out a humorless laugh. "Well, get in line," she retorted, crossing her arms.

Aurélien shook his head, the reality of the situation weighing heavily on him. "Do you realize how bad this could have gone?" he asked, his voice low and laced with worry. "If I acted out of line, if I so much as made one wrong move, they could’ve arrested me—or worse." He stalked back into the living room, his jaw clenched, and grabbed his phone. "I’m calling my lawyer," he announced, pacing as he waited for the line to connect. After explaining the situation, he moved on to call his father, detailing everything with a level of fury Zuri had never heard from him before.

Zuri stood nearby, her own anger simmering. She couldn’t believe her father would stoop so low, jeopardizing not just her happiness but Aurélien’s safety too. When Aurélien finally ended his calls, he set his phone down and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

"I love you so much, Zuri," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her hair.

Tears pricked at Zuri’s eyes, but she held them back, drawing strength from his embrace. "I love you too, Aurélien," she whispered. "Just tell me what I need to do, and I’ll do it. Anything to get my father off our backs."

Aurélien sighed, his arms tightening around her. "We’ll figure it out together," he promised. "I’m not letting him control us. Not anymore."

TO BE CONTINUED....

[rwshfordgirl]

can we be each other's company?

summary: on a rainy day in london, jude decides to take advantage of his free day before joining the national team and makes a surprise visit to his friend's house. pairing: jude bellingham × reader a/n: i'm inactive due to college activities :( i hope you like it 

no weather forecast warned me about the storm that hit today. but then again, how does a person who lives in london leave the house without an umbrella? i got home soaking wet and very angry with myself.

my mom laughed when she saw me walking past her in the living room "you're going to get sick if you keep getting caught in the rain like that." she reminded me that this wasn't the first rain shower of the week. what a horrible week, i just wanted to never leave the house again and i wish jude was here, he would laugh at me but would hug me afterwards. and i would definitely cry in his arms just because i took a shower in the rain twice in a week.

i threw my things on the floor as soon as i  entered my room and almost fainted when i heard a loud male voice in the room. "tough day, beautiful?" jude bellingham was in my room just as i asked in my mind, the heavens heard me. he was standing in front of my window and i ran to hug him. "why didn't you tell me you were coming? does my mother know you're here? why didn't she tell me?" jude was wet "and spoil the surprise?" he smiled "go change your clothes" he said.

i went to the bathroom and changed my clothes at the speed of light. it's been so long since i've seen jude and he's one of my best friends.

when i got back to the room, he was lying on my bed and he motioned for me to lie down next to him. and that's what i did, i  lay down there on top of his left arm.

"i missed you, you won't see me play anymore and hardly sends me messages."  i turned my face so i could look in his direction. "talk to my college professors and my boss, they are the reason behind it." i said "i was feeling lonely without you." he said "i doubt it, your spanish friends must have stayed with you." i said "not for a second." he replied. "okay then, if you say so."

if my mom opened the bedroom door right now, she'd see us in this position and set off fireworks in here. she keeps saying that jude and i are a couple and that i don't want to admit it. 

but i laugh when she says that, who would have thought that he and I could be a couple? well, maybe i imagined it sometimes, in the silence of the night when it's just me and the little voice inside my head. i would like to give jude little kisses and... thinking about it now, we already behave like a couple, there really is just no kissing part.

"shut up" i said mentally before getting out of bed. "i need to record a video with you, record this rare moment" i said as i picked up my phone. jude sat on the bed and i  approached him, again.

"after two months, mr. bellingham decided to show his face here." i said as i put my arm around his neck. the player looked at me and his face became expressionless. and suddenly, i was surprised by jude's kiss. i went to heaven and came back. jude bellingham kissed me. not on the cheek or forehead like he usually does, jude's soft lips touched my glossed lips.

"i've been wanting to do this for a while now." he admitted. i put my phone aside and brought our lips together once more. "i'm glad you did." i said.

kissing jude had been in my plans for a long time and apparently kissing my mouth was also in his plans. i was dating when i met jude and he was the person who supported me the most after the breakup, it was there that we practically became best friends. i don't think he approached me with ulterior motives, things just came up over time.

"i think we should try, you know?" he said "i agree" i said  "you know i like being with you, i like talking to you, i like hearing you talk and i hate not seeing you for a long time. i wish you could stay like this forever, stuck to me all the time." he vented "we can't just be friends." he admitted and i nodded "couldn't agree with you more, baby jude."

[ziaverse]

‘why do you read “various x reader stories?”’

first, i’m a narcissist and will not read it if it’s not about me

second, I love the feeling of people liking me

third, I was ignored as a child

[suni-writings]

Stop hating me.

jude bellingham x fem!reader

wc: 2.1k

+18!! mdni

(content warning: smut, fingering, unprotected sex [have safe sex pls])

ps: it's been a while since i wrote smut pls be nice about it

“Bellingham, we shouldn’t-”

“Save your regret for later, princess,” he cut her off, quickly finding her lips into a sloppy kiss.

Pinned against the wall, with his muscular body pressed against hers, she knew salvation wouldn’t come. There was no god, no force of the nature that could stop what was bound to happen. That could stop them.

“We both are going to regret this,” she mumbled between the kiss, her voice hoarse and low, panting. Why was she even trying to deny it?

“Jesus, princess. Can you shut your fucking mouth for a second?” He asked with a small smirk, his breath sparse. “So feisty. Always wanting to have the last word, always wanting to control everything…”

As the taunting words left Jude’s mouth, his right hand started moving slowly. From her neck to her collarbones, to the valley of her breasts, to her lower belly, applying just enough pressure to hear her pant once again. To hear her losing control, losing her morals and everything she had ever believed happened between them.

“Let it go,” he whispered in her ear, his plump lips brushing against her ear and gently biting her earlobe. “Let it go, doll. Let me take care of you.”

Everything was a mess. This wasn’t the moment nor the place for this to happen. She wasn’t even supposed to do as much as look at him. But something about his unbuttoned social shirt and his now wrinkled suit, the intoxicating smell of his expensive cologne and that goddamn smirk of his made her brain stop working, being guided by something so primal that she had yet to understand.

“It’s- a fucking club bathroom. Anyone could come in-”

Jude just groaned, annoyed and frustrated. He knew he had chosen the only woman who wouldn’t want to take him tonight – but he also knew that was merely a façade. If she thought he didn’t notice her lingering stares, the way she’d hold her breath next to him whenever she was slightly caught by surprise and the desire in her eyes, she was so wrong.

“Let them fucking come. They’ll see me and leave in the same instant. I don’t fucking care if there’ll be headlines about my behavior tomorrow.” He said, staring into her eyes, his tone firm. “Let me take care of you. Know you need it. See right through you, princess.”

She opened her mouth to come with a smart retort, but he was quicker. Jude’s hands went to the back of her thighs, suddenly pulling her and lifting her of the ground with ease. Guiding her to the sink countertop and gently placing her there – perhaps the only gentle act he had and would have throughout the night.

“The more you talk, the more I’ll want to shut you up,” he warned her with a husky tone, his finger under her chin to make sure she was looking at him. “And that’ll just make me tease you more and not give you what you want.”

She gulped and gave him a small nod. She’d never say it out loud, she’d never give him the pleasure of agreeing with him. So difficult, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. After all, he was more than pleased with the challenge of making her scream his name to prove otherwise.

“Good,” he said, his thumb tracing her bottom lip as she looked at him. Uncertainty, desire and frustration placed behind her eyelids. He could see all of that. “You’re so pretty. So desirable,” he whispered, his mouth so close to hers that she could feel his breath. “Wouldn’t want you spending the night with anyone else. It’d fucking kill me, princess.”

She barely remembered how they ended up in that bathroom. How they went from barely looking at each other to this closeness in the span of a few hours. She knew she had drunk as much as him – they wouldn’t be there otherwise. Not when they’ve always claimed to hate each other. If they were in their right minds, they wouldn’t even be in the same room.

She remembered having a man hitting on her as she drank. He was attractive, for sure, but nothing that would make her give him any attention. She remembered smoking her strawberry mango vape when Jude abruptly took it out of her hand when he wasn’t even that close a few moments before. His tight grip on her wrist, not enough to hurt her, but enough to keep it there, guiding her away from the man, was something she couldn’t forget.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” She asked him with annoyance as he guided them to a more secluded spot. God, she hated admitting it, but he looked so good in formal clothes.

“Taking you away from that fucking douchebag that was eating you with his eyes,” he retorted, the anger clear in his tone as he gave her back her vape. She quickly put it in her purse. “You have to stop smoking that crap, as well.”

“I’m sorry, but since when did you feel entitle to control my life in any way whatsoever?” She asked with a sarcastic smile, annoyed at his attitude.

“If you think, for a second, I’d let you leave the club with that guy, with someone that’s not even close to your level-” he stopped once he realized what had said. He licked his lips and sighed, his hands resting on his waist as she looked at him with confusion.

“Who would be close to my level, then?” She asked with crossed arms, tilting her head.

Jude just gave her a small, cocky grin that he always carried with him. Thank God for his drinks, because only then he’d have the courage to retort her so easily.

“Who do you think, princess?”

After that, it was all blurry. A mix of tongues against each other, the taste of his strong drinks, his cologne, his hands pulling her closer. The anger, the frustration, the desire – until stumbling upon the bathroom because they had no other choice when lust controlled them so easily.

The feeling of the cold tiles of the countertop and Bellingham’s confession brought her back to the moment, looking into his eyes.

“I wasn’t going to leave the club with him,” she said, her eyes falling to his mouth. So, so close that she could reminisce the taste of it. “I wasn’t going to leave the club with anyone.”

Jude seemed rather pleased by her reply, his body finding a way to be even closer to hers. Despite always trying to say they hated each other; it was always the same – like magnets being drawn. All they had been doing, this whole time, was prolongating the inevitable. He was fucking tired of it.

“Good,” he whispered, his hand slowly travelling to the insides of her thighs, dangerously close to her warmth. She held back a whimper and he grinned at the sight. It was almost as if she was already coming undone from a single movement. “Wouldn’t want anyone but me to have the privilege.”

She looked up at Jude, suddenly realizing how big he was, how easily he was towering her and she could barely see past his long shoulders. With a sudden movement, her arms were now resting on his shoulders, caressing them.

“Need you to say it’s mine, darling. Would you do that for me, hm?” He whispered in her ear, expecting a tantrum, some remark to show how bratty she was. But his fingers were too close to her core for her to even come up with something that smart.

“That what is yours?,” was the best she could come up with, acting innocent despite the way her voice cracked.

Jude, in response, only looked deeply into her eyes as he pressed two fingers to her covered warmth, feeling the damp that was formed.

“That this is mine.” He spoke lowly, pressing his fingers even harder, earning a gasp from her as her eyelids shut, as if she was still trying to hold herself back. To gather some self-control.

“It’s yours,” she whispered. Jude thought about demanding her to speak louder, but it was already so much than he ever expected her to say.

His middle finger tossed her underclothing to the side, his index finger already moving over to her clits with enough pressure, in slow, circle motions.

“Already so wet, princess. All that denial and for what?” Bellingham chuckled lowly, almost as if as taunting her, as if his own underwear wasn’t feeling extremely tight. “Tell me what you want.”

She sighed. She had been holding back for so long that she decided that it wasn’t time to play around anymore.

“Want you to fuck me,” she said, looking into his deep brown eyes in a silent plea.

And how could he ever deny her anything when she was looking at him like that?

He inserted two digits into her core, moving them around her walls, trying to know which spot pleasured her the most just from the way she had to shut her eyelids strongly. She felt so warm and looked so desperate that the bulge in his pants became even more apparent, if that was possible.

“I wish I could just slam myself into you right now,” he whispered in her ear as his fingers began to distance from each other inside her, scissoring her slowly as she gasped. “But I need to get you prepped. Don’t want to hurt you that much.”

When Jude said, her eyes fell to the prominent bulge, realizing how big he actually was and whimpering just from imagining. He chuckled against her ear as she clenched around his fingers, knowing exactly what went on inside her head.

After realizing she was almost about to cum on his fingers, Jude took them off her and she whimpered again at the sudden emptiness. He sucked his fingers as the other hand undid his belt in a single, quick motion. She rushed to help to unbutton his pants, and even more eagerly to help him take his underwear off just enough so his cock would jump out.

As it sprung out, she watched it in all its rigidness. It was bigger than she expected, and his tip was already leaking with precum. It hit her, then, that Jude was just as vulnerable and desperate as she was.

Her hand quickly grabbed his cock, moving slowly and spreading his precum around it so her movements came with more ease. To his own surprise, he moaned, not being able to hold back anymore.

Jude gripped around her wrist, taking her hand away from his member and lining his hips with her entrance. His tip teased her once, twice, threatening to finally go inside her. Eager and impatient, she moved her hips, so he was finally inside her.

He moved slowly as she felt like she was burning from inside out, having a hard time adjusting to his size. As he finally bottomed inside her, Jude gave her some time to get used to it. When she gave him a small nod, that’s when he started moving.

“Shit,” he mumbled in her ear, trying his best to not go too hard. She clenched around him, whimpering and moaning, not bothering anymore to hide a single sound. It was driving him insane. “You feel so, so good.”

“Jude,” she called him out, her eyes closed. He thought it was the prettiest sight he had ever seen – her hair all messy, her dress wrinkled, panting and desperate. If he wasn’t in the same state, he would be taunting her. Usually, that was how he was. But, for some reason, it was different with her. He needed to be inside her.

He didn’t even realize when exactly his thrusts became harder and erratically. He only knew that because she was moaning his name more often, louder.

When he accidentally hit her sweet spot, she saw stars behind her eyes, arching her back and rolling her eyes. God, if she had more of this, she would drool. She couldn’t think – not at all, not when he was slamming into her walls like that.

“Jude, I’m-” she clenched tightly around him, and he moaned.

“I know, baby,” he was panting as well. He needed to make her cum, and perhaps, more desperately, to cum. He didn’t know for how long he could handle it. “Cum for me, princess. You’ve been such a good girl, taking my cock so well. Cum.”

It felt more like he was ordering than praising, but, as soon as she came, he spilled inside her walls.

“Fuck,” Jude said, trying his best to grab for air as his head fell to her shoulders. She caressed him softly. Even though they were both a mess and could barely breathe, he chuckled from her act. Smirking, he looked at her and said: “Was that all I needed to do for you to stop hating me?”

[lewisvinga]

como no te voy a querer | jude bellingham x alonso! fem! reader

summary; when the princess of the paddock is dating the golden boy of real madrid but she happens to have a grid full of drivers who are very protective of her

fc; rita mota

warnings; cursing i think, suggestive comment

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03 @c-losur3

note; saw fernando at the benrabeu at the semifinals and i had to…. BUT WE’RE GOING INTO THE UCL FINALLLL!!! A POR LA 15😭🤍🤍🤍 pls don’t mind the misspelt bernabéu in one of the tweets lollll

masterlist !

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liked by judebellingham, fernandoalo_official, and others !

yourusername: when in spain….

tagged; judebellingham

fernandoalo_official: siempre tan linda, mija😍 [always so pretty, my daughter]

yourusername: papáaaa🥹🥹

judebellingham: wowwwww

judebellingham: well aren’t you a lovely lady 🥴

yourusername: ur fine too i guess…🙄

yourusername: jk ur very fine 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

maxverstappen1: she’s a child.

yourusername: i’m 20????🤨

charles_leclerc: a child.

username: omg her sign for el clásico 😭what a queen tbh

username: y/n 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

username: jude can u fight? 🤔🤔

carlossainz55: pq estabas en españa sola??🤔 [why were you in spain alone]

yourusername: because i’m spanish and my bf lives here?🤔

fernandoalo_official: you’re with your boyfriend alone???

yourusername: no edu is always there 🙄

camavinga: 🤗🤗

judebellingham: edu😘😘

landonorris: and why are you flirting with someone else when u have a girlfriend ….

yourusername: oh like your bromance w carlos doesn’t exist !

username: nah the drivers comments are always so funny😭😭

yourusername: oh it’s torture, can’t even appreciate my sexy bf in peace 🙄

camavinga: OUR sexy bf😘

username: CAMA OH??😭

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yourusername: i guess you could say i get my cuntiness from my dad xx

tagged; fernandoalo_official, georgerussell63, carmenmmundt, landonorris, judebellingham

location; miami 🌴

username: not her tagging jude on her lips 😭😭

username: me n who ong

fernandoalo_official: i’m cunty or whatever the hell it is you guys say

yourusername: tea 💅

username: THE CHEETAHHH PRINT😍

username: here before simp jude

judebellingham: wow.

judebellingham: just wow.

judebellingham: you are unbelievable 😍😍

yourusername: 💗💗💗💗

landonorris: STAND BACK 🤺🤺🤺

judebellingham: a lot of talking for a man who asked for my jersey🥱🥱🥱

yourusername: he got you there….

landonorris: okay fine… you win this time…

username: the alonsos are so cunty

username: PARTY NANDOOOO

username: i will never get over her n jude sawrry😖😫😖

maxverstappen1: well you better.

username: HUHHH???😀

charles_leclerc: stinky man around y/n, you’ll get over it

yourusername: you guys are sooooo…..

judebellingham: max is just mad abt el clásico score 😬😬

maxverstappen1: damn right.

carlossainz55: only time jude is tolerable 😁

yourusername: not very madridista of u carlos

judebellingham: yeah🙄🙄🙄

carlossainz55: y/n protector first sorry🫡

carmenmmundt: gorgeous gorgeous girl❤️❤️

yourusername: ily🥹

yourusername: also tell george to stop sending jude threats over instagram

georgerussell63: no.

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[caption 1; going back home hungover 😬] [caption 2; morning 💗 judebellingham] [caption 3; date night fit 🤺] [caption 4; mi amor 🤍🤍 judebellingham]

judebellingham wow😍😍😍😍

judebellingham u single ??????

yourusername yeah:/// my bf has another bf:///

judebellingham HES MY BFF!!!!😖😖

yourusername cus why did cama see u in the showers almost naked after signing a new contract…..🤨🤨

judebellingham like you haven’t seen less🙄🙄

yourusername whyd u say that my dad saw and now’s he’s questioning me😭

yourusername he said why aren’t u preparing for the match 🙄

judebellingham ur dad is scary

judebellingham tell him the match is in 7 hours i still have chill time 🙄🙄

judebellingham DONT mention the rolling eyes emoji he is scary enough

yourusername fernando alonso??? scary??? a menace maybe,,,,🤣

yourusername good luck my love 💗 take it easy on the knee though!

judebellingham i’ll try, it’ll be a tough match:/

yourusername papa alonso said good luck too

judebellingham tell him i said tyvm😁😁😁

georgerussell63 why is he shirtless 🤨

yourusername you’re one to talk…

maxverstappen1 🤮🤮

yourusername ahhhh u madddddddd

yourusername la liga champion😛😛

maxverstappen1 i have 3 wdcs🙄🙄

yourusername and yet, real madrid won la liga!

maxverstappen1 tap in merchant 😒😒😒

yourusername ……

yourusername he scored a banger at el clasico i wouldn’t speak if i were u

maxverstappen1 😒😒😒😒

lewishamilton u should’ve been at the met 🙄

yourusername gf duties calls😞

charles_leclerc …..

charles_leclerc why is he around u naked🤔

yourusername bc he’s my bf????🤨

charles_leclerc why

yourusername bc i love him??

charles_leclerc but why

yourusername bye charles 🙄🙄🙄

charles_leclerc WHYYY

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yourusername: como no te voy a querer?🤍🤍 [how am i not going to love you?] congratulations on making it to the final, mi amor, te quiero mucho🤍🤍 [my love, i love you so much] and so so proud of you and the squad 🫶🫶

tagged; judebellingham, vinijr, lukamodric10

judebellingham: my lucky charm

judebellingham: i love you so much

judebellingham: te quiero 😍

yourusername: when he speaks spanish for you🥴🥴🥴

fernandoalo_official: so that’s why i can hear y/n giggling…

username: jude speaking in spanish for y/n, this is so sick

username: ME AND WHO😩😩

username: thank u y/n for blessing us w jude 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

username: can’t believe joselu scored a brace 😭

username: we gonna get a bellingol soon #trust

carlossainz55: A POR LA 15😍😍 hala madrid🤍

yourusername: now u wanna act fine w jude 🙄

carlossainz55: WHO CARES WE’RE IN THE FINAL!!!

maxverstappen1: I CARE!!! heja bvb or however it goes!!🙄🙄

oscarpiastri: you gotta respect max for keeping up the hater act icl

judebellingham: he sure hates a lot for someone who lost his win streak

maxverstappen1: hey watch it…

carlossainz55: can we get back to the fact real madrid is in the ucl final???🤍🎉🎉

judebellingham: yes😁

vinijr: Y/NNNNNNN HALA MADRIDDDDDD

yourusername: HALA MADRID NUESTO MOTM !!! [our motm/man of the match]

fernandoalo_official: good game, jude👍

judebellingham: omg thank you so much, sir! it means a lot!😊

camavinga: who are you and what did you to do my jude

aurelientchm: that’s not jude…🤣

rodrygogoes: ‘😊’

yourusername: well, he’s MY jude and he’s just scared of my dad🙄🙄

charles_leclerc: good.

landonorris: good.

lewishamilton: good.

maxverstappen1: good.

georgerussell63: good.

alex_albon: good.

judebellingham: oh! 😀

yourusername: don’t mind them🙄

[anadiasmount]

lockeroom loving - jude bellingham x reader.

quick sum: after the recent win, jude can't help but take you against the place where he desired most since moving to his club. one place that will forever be now tainted of you and him.

wc: 2k | masterlist | jude's masterlist

psa🗣️: i wrote this so fast so excuse any grammar and punctuation! i also used this since someone requested! he just looked so good with that leather jacket, and my thoughts were thinking 🤭🤭. this blurb does contain smut so minors dni!! warnings and themes include: (blowjob, and unprotected sex, public/ private setting) 🔞 like always enjoy!! this one is very much 🫦🫦

“what’s up with you today hmm?” jude smirks, kissing your cheek, feeling you arms wrap around his middle as you continued to nibble and peck his neck. “can’t i admire my handsome boyfriend? who has 30 g/a after todays game?” you say cheekily.

jude laughs and carries you to the locker room. “no no no jude! not here it probably smells! please jude!” you say between laughs as he sits you where his locker is. your eyes roam over the letters that spell out his last name, squirming when he kisses your neck down to your collarbone. “that’s cute,” you point at the picture of you and him during christmas, also of his family and other friends.

“gonna keep talking or let me do what you’ve been begging me for since the morning,” jude said, your thighs clenching together as his hands sneakily ran along your waist to unbutton your jeans, teasing you by slowly unzipping your zipper. “in here? it’s to risky, jude,” you breathe heavily, jude wanting to remark as you threw your head back.

jude sat on the bench, you still standing, hands resting on his leather jacket. he spread his legs, seeing his prominent bulge poke through the black sweatpants he was wearing, you coming between. “y/n, y/n, y/n…” jude taunted, his large palms rubbing your clothed ass, making lose balance. “what am i going to do with you…” he drove your teasing further.

jude took his fingers and slowly pushed your jeans down, tongue poking through his lips when he saw you wearing the white lace underwear. “i don’t think we should do this h-here jude…” you tried to reason but we’re cut off by him slapping your ass, gasping out a moan as jude rubbed the area with his hand to soothe the pain.

“i have a feeling if we wait till we get home, the whole car ride you’re going to pull one of your stunts. no one is coming in believe me…” jude brought you closer to him, kissing the skin on your tummy. your nails scratched the back of his head, bringing yourself to your knees where jude loses focus, untucking your bottom lip and tracing your lips with his thumb. you felt bold, sucking the tip of his thumb where jude chuckled cockily.

“what does my good girl want?” he tsked, watching as you removed your jacket. “what does my boyfriend want? i reckon he wants to feel my lips here?” your smaller hand traced the bulge, all the way up to his abs, now hand on his jaw, watching as jude almost twitched. his cock felt hard, he needed to relieve the tension and pressure before he came in his pants.

you leaned up, kissing his lips messily hearing as he breathed louder and groaned, tongues dancing, lips smacking. your teeth biting his bottom lip watching it pull back and go back to place, jude staring at you intensely now with plump lips, sighing heavily. you crouched down again, looking up with innocent eyes catching the side smile jude gave you.

you untied the strings of his sweatpants, looking at the doors to ensure no one was coming. as much as you enjoyed the thrill and excitement of being fucked by jude in the locker rooms, it was so risky, so perilous. jude bucked his hips up, helping you as you drew down his pants and boxers.

jude's cock twitched in your hold, looking up one more time as your tongue licked his wet tip dangerously slow. jude grunted and threw his head back, closing his eyes as his chest repeatedly moved up and down. you kissed the aching tip so gently and feathery, down the base of his cock, where your tongue traced the vein upwards he had that popped out.

"s-s-shit," jude stuttered, looking down when you finally took him between your lips, your cheeks sucked in as you worked from the tip down his shaft. your throat slowly relaxed as you took him deeper, now breathing through your nose as spurts of spit made the whole length messy. easily accessible for your hands to work the place you couldn't fully reach.

"doing so good for me, just like that angel, taking me so well against these pretty painted lips..." his words made you whimper, clenching around nothing as you looked up once again. "you can do it angel, just a little more, you can fit it all in your mouth," he breathed out, as you pulled back and nodded, stroking your hand messily on his cock. so messy and wet, lips and jaw hurting from how big he was. but you didn't want to stop, you felt the need to make him cum.

jude groaned again, itching to push you down even further when your lips made contact at the base, his thighs shaking and almost squeezing you. jude almost cumming on the spot when your tongue licked the underside of him, as he looked down at you. so focused, so pretty, so pure. he would never admit it, but having and taking you here in the locker room was one of his dreams...

"breathe... there you go... just breathe, you got this, i know my pretty girl got it..." jude said when you gagged and choked on his dick, moaning in pleasure when you retracted again, squeezing his balls to further quicken his high as you control your breathing. "you're so good at this baby, so close to cumming for you angel," jude said making you smirk as you kissed his tip again.

he could feel his orgasm through the back of his head, his head cloudy and images of you down on your knees for him, hissing when you sucked around his cock again. with one final push, jude trembled, moaning and groaning as he came into your mouth, hearing as you hummed pleasurably.

you swallowed every last bit, the whole scene playing out pornographic which flew your mind into a frenzy. you loved having him wrapped around your finger at your mercy, especially like this. his rapid breathing, playful smile, closed and hooded eyes. you wiped your hands on the clean towel nearby.

he kissed you again, bringing you to his lap where his hands stroked your thighs smoothly, down to your ass again, giving it a squeeze in appreciation. you laughed, as jude placed a wet trail of kisses down your jaw and neck. "luckiest man alive... can't believe you are real and all mine..." he whispered, making your body heat up at his words.

"all yours jude."

"get on your hands and knees for me... look into the pretty mirror behind me," jude demanded, voice deep and groggy, patting your ass gently, holding back the laugh at how quickly you listened. his hands roamed your back, still wearing his "bellingham #5" jersey. "gonna fuck you with my shirt on," he placed two kisses on each ass cheek, moving your lacy underwear to the side, your wet folds seeking through.

jude rubbed two fingers along your walls, putting them into his mouth and humming in delight, "so sweet like candy." he gently hit his cock on your skin, watching how you pulsed around nothing. tapping his tip on your clit, then dragging it all the way up to your soaking entrance.

you wanted to roll your hips back, but knowing jude, he would make you wait and tease you till you couldn't take it anymore, crying out as you begged. jude guided and edged himself into you, his girth stretching your walls as he snugs his cock deeper and deeper, inch by inch.

you held back a moan, head hanging low when he retracted and trusted back into you. jude cursed loudly, grabbing both your hips as he slowly found a comfortable pace thrusting into you. a hand reached forward, bringing your head to look at him through the mirror. "i want you to be loud, wanna hear how good i'm making you feel..." jude requested.

jude grunted, your desperate moans echoing in the room as he took you from behind. balls slapping against your clit, which increased your high more. your hands gripping the walls of his locker as you looked behind you, jude still wearing that damn black leather jacket.

since you had seen the pictures, it was all you could think of. he looked straight out of a movie, so prevailing and squared. "fuck, fuck," you hissed as his tip kissed the perfect spot inside you, hands and legs wobbly, as jude squeezed your boob. "jude please, i'm so close, so c-c-close," you warned, eyes squeezing shut at the familiar burn and coil formed in your tummy. he was so deep, that you felt every ridge of him everywhere inside you.

"i know baby, i know, can feel you wrapping so perfectly tight around me. just, fuck, just wait a little longer, a little longer for me, i'm right there with you," jude struggled to say, feeling as you clenched around him as a warning. "so proud of you, this is what you wanted right?" jude taunted seeing as you nodded rapidly, your legs practically shaking with pleasure.

"tried to test me in the morning, and before i left, what if i left you here hanging left and dry?" he pulled back, hearing as you screamed out a no. "no please, jude please," you cried pushing your hips back to feel him. "turn for me, and lay on the bench," you obliged immediately.

“your eyes are so pretty…. love watching them roll back… when i hit this spot…” jude sunk and buried his cock back into you, making your back arch and moan out at the feeling. “i love you so much… you have no idea how fucking good you feel wrapped around my cock darling… so tight…” jude praised. "i l-love you too," you say out of breath, clenching your jaw as your teeth itched with your orgasm seconds away.

jude could feel you from the back of his hands, saying your name like a devoted prayer, his lips connecting with yours as he dragged his hips and pushed his final thrust into you, making the both of you cum, as the wave inside you burst. you each trembled in pleasure, legs wrapping around him to keep him in place as he cummed into you, the familiar warm and full sensation as he came returning again.

you guys laughed, your hands going under his leather jacket and shirt to scratch and roam his back, as he kissed your chin sweetly. he kissed all the way down the valley of your breaths, watching the sticky strings pull back as he did, his white seed falling down from your entrance. you lay there completely warn out, trying to catch your breath, as you continued to process what happened.

"still with me?" jude asked, wanting to be as gentle as possible since you got sensitive after sex. he knew it might not be the correct place, but still wanted you to have and treat you with the most aftercare he could offer you. "yeah, i'm here," you reassured, feeling how he grabbed a clean towel and cleaned you up, laying a kiss on your knee.

"promise you once we get home, i'll give you a bath, the hottest one just how you like. but first I'm gonna treat you to some food, want to make sure my pretty girlfriend eats something... how does that sound?" jude showered you with love, helping you put your clothes on, and cleaning the area where it all went down.

"sounds perfect."

[ham1lton]

DREAM GIRL.

pairings: jude bellingham x reader.

faceclaim: maya jama <3

summary: being the personal assistant of sir lewis hamilton has been the highlight of your career so far, even when he has you fetching organic vegan dog food for roscoe at six in the morning. but that was expected, what wasn’t expected was a certain english footballer taking an interest in you.

author’s note: shout out to my jude girlies! this one is for u! it’s also technically the 29th where i am, so happy twenty first to jude! now part of a series.

— wanna be tagged in any future works? fill out my taglist!

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yourusername: days lately 💐

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user1: THE LEWIS PIC 😭😭

lewishamilton: you’re fired.

-> yourusername: this is the ninth time you’ve fired me this week.

-> landonorris: i’ll hire you y/n.

-> lewishamilton: shut up norris. don’t steal my assistant.

-> yourusername: I’VE BEEN REHIRED AGAIN WOOOOOO!

user2: why is yn the most entertaining f1 related person.

user3: guys, who is she??? she’s stunning!

-> user4: yn yln! she’s lewis’ assistant and practically family at this point. she’s been with him since she was 18. she just had her 24th birthday so they’ve worked together for almost 6 years! she’s so funny and if you’re a fan of lewis, you should definitely follow her!

charles_leclerc: roscoe and leo playdate when?

-> yourusername: roscoe is booked up for the unforeseeable future i apologise.

-> alexandrasaintmleux: oh no 😢

-> yourusername: suddenly he has an opening!!!! just for alex.

-> alexandrasaintmleux: yay! i’ll message you 😊💐

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yourusername: btw if you catch your girl smiling at her phone it’s probably something i posted. your girl thinks i’m hilarious and loves me more than you 🤷🏾‍♀️

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carmenmmundt: caption is true!

-> yourusername: kissing you virtually <3

user1: i love yn sm.

-> user2: did u see her vlog for the lv event?? she feeds us sm. shirtless lewis in the beginning, jude bellingham in the background of the event and her posing with central cee at the end. she’s collecting british boys like she’s getting paid for it.

user3: marry me yn!!!!

lilymhe: roscoe is judging tf out of you 😭

-> yourusername: he hates to see me shine 😔

user4: YOU LOOK SO GOOD IM FROTHING

user5: why is jude in the likes omggg???

roscoelovescoco: you’s my favourite’s 🐶

-> yourusername: love u sm my baby 😢

user8: is it truly a yn post without a roscoe pic?

*liked by yourusername.*

user6: all the wags love yn. i need wag!yn expeditiously.

user7: can you even post this?? won’t you get fired?

-> yourusername: idk. take it up w/ my boss lewishamilton.

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YN: hi guys!! how are we all doing? you okay?

user1: YN I LOVE YOU!!

user2: im good!

user3: where are you?

YN: i’m currently in madrid right now for a event that lewis is involved in. i love madrid. much different to drizzly england.

user4: omg perfect timing.

user5: your bf is in madrid rn.

user6: god aligned your chakras 😍

YN: my bf???? guys i don’t have a boyfriend.

user7: you do now. boyfriend distribution system has done its job and he’s hot! and rich! and successful!

user8: lmfaooo ur face 😭

YN: who are you guys talking about. i promise you, i am single.

user9: jude bellingham posted a tweet asking if he could get more screentime in your next vlog 😭

user10: girl he wants you bad 😭

user11: and we don’t blame him!

YN: jude bellingham? the football player? isn’t he like twelve.

user12: he’s 21 girl 😭

user13: cancers rise !! ♋️

YN: i don’t date younger than me! he’s a baby!

user14: you are freshly 24 😭

user15: dw you are not kelly piquet girl 😭

user16: you should date him!!

landonorris: hi 😃👋🏼

YN: hi future boss dude

landonorris: i think you should date jude as well.

YN: et tu, brute?

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yourusername: roscoe took me to the airport and we both sobbed and cried when i had to leave. i could barely enjoy looking at shirtless jude 😔

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judebellingham: it’s okay. you’ll have plenty more chances to see it again.

user1: caption so real 😔

user2: how’s your holiday going?

-> yourusername: great! but i genuinely crave a roast dinner so bad. roast dinner with all the trimmings please and thanks 🙏🏾

user3: i thought you were lewis’ assistant 😭 why are you chilling with jude?

-> yourusername: i am lewis’ assistant but thanks to labour laws, i am entitled to holiday leave. i am on holiday right now.

-> lilymhe: without me? 😔

-> yourusername: sorry babe 😔😔

trentarnold66: thank god. jude wouldn’t shut up about you. so glad you’re together.

-> judebellingham: i’m praying on your downfall. hope your account gets blocked 🙏🏾

landonorris: you’re just on holiday? was hoping you’d been fired so i can hire you 😒

-> yourusername: i only work for world champions. nicorosberg, you hiring?

-> user4: MESSY ASS 😭

-> user5: yn could singlehandedly repair brocedes.

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[trentsgirl]

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⟡ summary: you play a prank on your husband by asking him to step out of the room so you can change.

⟡ content(s): pure fluff, jude!dad!husband, quite brief, 400 words at most, so not proofread.

⟡ note: just a little scrabble, hope you enjoy. requests are open.

⟡ playing: idk tbh

⟡ masterlist.

FETCHING THE DRESS FROM THE CLOSET, you spun to face jude, who was sprawled out on the bed with little theo perched on his belly, attempting to wrestle with the buttons on his shirt, but failing miserably.

“babe, what do you think of this?” you inquired, showing off the fancy cocktail dress.

jude’s eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. he knew he’d be a complete idiot to suggest any other dress. even theo chimed in with a “pretty” comment, clearly a fan of the dress too.

“oh yeah, that’s the one,” jude nodded, his smug grin already giving away his stamp of approval.

with a suppressed smile, you playfully nibbled on your lip before requesting, “would you mind leaving so i could get changed?”

jude’s attention was initially occupied by theo, causing him to miss your question. however, as you repeated it, he snapped out of his daze and looked at you with a puzzled expression.

“what? why?” he raised an eyebrow in confusion.

you shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant. “no reason, i just prefer not to change in front of you.”

jude’s eyebrows furrowed in concern. had he done something to upset you? did he unknowingly cross a line? after all, you had never shown any hesitation about changing in front of him before. heck, you didn’t even mind walking naked around him .

“what’s that supposed to mean?” he pressed gently, careful not to startle theo with his tone.

once again, you shrugged indifferently. “i don’t know... i just don’t want you watching.”

jude couldn’t help but find this whole situation ridiculous, considering he had seen you naked countless times. nevertheless, if you wanted him to leave, he would comply. but he still wanted to understand why all of a sudden it was an issue for him to watch.

“uh, did i do something wrong?” he asked innocently, giving you those irresistible puppy eyes.

your heart melted, unable to bear witness to his adorable confusion and distress. you sighed, struggling to maintain your composure.

he let out a huff, “come on, love, i witnessed you giving birth. this is nothing compared to that!”

unable to hold it in any longer, you burst into laughter, causing theo to join in with quiet giggles, but still audible enough for both of you.

“i’m just messing with you!” you exclaimed, hint of mockery laced your voice. he responded by rolling his eyes, knowing he should have seen that coming.

“i didn’t expect of you to take it so seriously,” you added, giggling even more, which only annoyed jude further.

clearly, he didn’t appreciate your little prank.

“you’re so mean, you know that?” he retorted, his voice tinged with sarcasm. he glanced down at theo, shaking his head. “your mother is so mean.” he told him, dead serious.

“oh, stop that or he’ll end up believing you,”

“i’m stating nothing but the truth.”

it was your turn to roll your eyes.

[jude5bellingham]

post to story ౨ৎ jude bellingham

pairing: jude bellingham x f!reader

summary: when attempting to document a trip to madrid becomes a soft launch.

warnings & notes : reader has something already established with jude, is good friends with jobe, and other people in jude's circle. in my head i imagine that the set of stories are spread out throughout the day or week!! also sorry the plot is so loose 😔

yourusername added to their story!

💌 judebellingham has replied to your story:

when did you get here

why didn't you say anything

are you still out?

yourusername

yeah

see you in 10

you know where i am bellingham

judebellingham

you're the worst

i'll be there in 5

💌 gioareyna has replied to your story:

ain't no way

yourusername

no hello? hi ??

a waving emoji would've been enough too tbh

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jude

yn

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??

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really?

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[dorabellingham]

Like what I see

warning: sexual tension

characters: jude x reader

summary: when he's changing in the locker room, but you end up looking at him too much

may contain spelling and translation errors!

You were leaning against the locker room wall, waiting for Jude to finish changing after the game. You watched with mild curiosity as he took off his shirt, sweat still marking his skin. The room was warm, but it wasn't just because of the temperature; there was a different tension in the air. You knew he was tired, but the way he moved, his muscles tensing and relaxing, caught your attention in a way that was hard to ignore.

You bit your lip lightly, trying to control the blush that was rising on your face. Jude, in turn, noticed your gaze and smiled sideways, still taking off his uniform, now moving with a certain provocation. He knew exactly the effect he had on you, and used it to his advantage.

—Do you like what you see?

He asked, his voice low and hoarse, as he grabbed a towel to dry the sweat from his neck and chest.

You looked away for a moment, trying to hide it, but the smile that appeared on his face gave it away.

—Maybe.

You answered, feigning disinterest, but the sparkle in your eyes gave away the opposite.

Jude finished toweling his body, but instead of continuing to dress quickly, he stood for a moment, just looking at you. The way he watched you, with those deep, intent eyes, made your heart race a little faster.

—You know we still have to leave, huh?

You said, trying to keep your voice steady, but already feeling the electricity in the air between you. The locker room was almost empty, the silence only increasing the growing tension.

He took a few steps towards you, the towel hanging casually over his shoulder, while the rest of his uniform was folded on one of the nearby chairs.

—I think we can wait just a little longer…

Jude murmured, now very close to you, close enough to feel the heat of your body. He raised his hand, lightly playing with a lock of your hair, his fingers slowly and teasingly brushing the skin of your neck.

You tried not to lose control so quickly, but the way he was so close, the way his touch seemed to set every part of your body on fire, made it impossible to maintain your composure. You looked at him with a mix of desire and amusement in your eyes, knowing that he enjoyed this game of teasing as much as you did.

—You know this isn’t going to end here, right?

You said softly, your voice a little hoarse now, your heart beating faster as his hand continued to caress your skin. Jude smiled, that smile of someone who already knew exactly where this was going to end.

—I wasn’t planning on stopping right now, sweetheart.

He replied, bringing his lips closer to your neck, leaving a soft kiss before pulling away a little, just to watch your reaction.

You felt a shiver run down your spine, and your body responded immediately to his touch. Bellingham always knew how to move you in a unique way, as if every gesture, every word, was choreographed to leave you on the edge of desire. You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to regain control, but the truth was that, at that moment, you didn’t want to stop.

—You’re going to make us late, babe.

You whispered, your voice now filled with tension. But instead of scolding him, there was a clear temptation in your words.

He chuckled softly, the deep sound vibrating in his chest as his hands slowly moved down to your waist.

—I don’t think anyone will notice if we take just a little longer, darling…

Jude’s hands tightened gently on your waist, pulling you closer until there was barely an inch of space left between you. The warmth of his skin radiated against you, heightening the already charged atmosphere in the empty locker room. His gaze held yours, and in those few intense seconds, words weren’t needed.

With a soft smirk, he leaned down, his breath warm against your cheek as he murmured,

—Besides, you seem like you don’t mind staying a bit longer.

You felt his fingers press gently into your sides, and he traced lazy circles at your hip, the sensation sending tiny sparks through your body. Despite the hint of playfulness in his eyes, there was a deeper intensity there, a look that told you he was just as affected as you. Jude leaned in closer, his lips hovering near yours, waiting, almost as if challenging you to make the next move.

With a quiet laugh, you reached up, resting your hands against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat under your fingertips. You tilted your head just slightly, closing the small gap between you, your lips brushing his with a feather-light touch that made him pull you closer in response. The kiss was slow at first, but quickly deepened, his hand sliding up to cup the back of your neck, keeping you close.

After a few lingering moments, you pulled back, slightly breathless, eyes meeting his as you whispered,

—Now that is definitely going to make us late.

He laughed softly, not letting go.

—I guess I’ll take the blame.

[famoussharkhairdoknight]

THE BEST FRIENDS RULE PART 2-JOBE BELLINGHAM

Part.1, Part.3

After you walked away, Elena gave Jobe a curious look, watching him for a few seconds in silence before asking, "Hey, is everything okay?"

Jobe nodded quickly, almost mechanically, avoiding his gaze. "Yes, of course. All right," he replied, though his expression and redness on his cheeks indicated a certain agitation.

Elena looked at him for a moment, uncertain. She seemed to accept his answer, but her expression revealed that she was not completely convinced. As soon as he turned to the track, his eyes looked for you in the crowd and found you immediately, dancing and laughing with your friends, drawing everyone’s attention to you.

Your movements were full of energy and charm, as if you knew exactly how much your way of being left everyone breathless, especially Jobe. Elena was watching the scene, unsure of what was happening. He always knew you and Jobe were different, but there was something new in the way he looked at you, an attention that he couldn’t quite explain.

Jobe, meanwhile, tried to avoid Elena’s gaze, but it was almost impossible not to look at you. The way you danced, moving naturally and letting your eyes slide on him every now and then made it all harder. With every smile or laugh, he felt his heart beat a little faster, and could not stop wondering what it would be like if there were no rules to complicate things.

After a few moments, Elena tried to report the conversation on the partners they were talking with, but Jobe was distracted, occasionally casting glances in your direction.

In a moment of pause, one of your friends approached you to talk, and you nodded, laughing, still looking and a bravado that seemed to grow every time you noticed Jobe looking at you. With a light move, you pretended to ignore him, focusing on your friend, but you threw Jobe some brief glance and charged with provocation.

Noticing your look, Jobe let slip a half smile that Elena did not miss.

"Jobe... are you sure there’s nothing you want to tell me?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jobe took a deep breath, shrugging his shoulders. "What? No... I was just... it’s just that..." He stopped, realizing that he didn’t even know how to explain what he was feeling.

Elena sighed, glancing back at you as well. "Look, I know that Y/N can be... well, intense," she said with a vague smile. "But remember the rule, okay?"

Jobe nodded, though he felt that the rule was becoming increasingly difficult to follow.

---

The next morning, Elena’s family was invited to the Bellingham home for a casual lunch. In his room, Jobe was getting ready, digging through his clothes and trying to find something that was both elegant and casual, something that could impress without looking too much. He was examining a shirt, assessing whether it was too formal, when his older brother, Jude, entered the room with a funny smile.

"Hey, what’s this concentration?" Jude crossed his arms, looking at Jobe with a complicit smile. " You’re choosing the outfit as if you were going on a date."

Jobe turned around, pretending to puff. "I’m not looking for anything special," he replied, trying to seem casual, even if he couldn’t hide the slight anxiety completely. "Just... I want to dress up, that’s all."

Jude raised an eyebrow, amused. "Ah yes? You just want to dress up today as Y/N is coming here." He gave him a slight pat on the shoulder. "Admit it, you have a huge crush on her."

Jobe flushed, shaking his head and trying to defend himself. "What do you say? I don’t care at all. It’s just... just Elena’s sister, that’s all."

Jude laughed, noticing how Jobe avoided looking into his eyes. "Yeah, only Elena’s sister, sure. It’s a shame that every time she walks into a room, your brain seems to stop working."

Jobe tried to ignore the comment, returning to focus on his wardrobe, but he could not deny himself that, thinking of you, his heart beat faster and he got a feeling of agitation. Finally he chose a shirt that he thought you might like, trying to ignore the funny smile of Jude leaving the room shaking his head.

Meanwhile, at Elena’s house, you were also preparing. You were wearing a skirt just above the knee, adjusting it in front of the mirror to find the right balance between casual and chic. Just then, Elena entered your room, leaning against the doorframe with a pensive expression as she watched you.

You noticed her look and turned to her with a mischievous smile. "What is it? Do you think it’s a bit much for a simple lunch?" you joked, fixing your skirt one last time and fixing your hair.

Elena sighed, getting a little closer. "You know, you could stop messing with Jobe like that. He’s my best friend, I don’t want him to think..."

You smiled innocently. "What did he think? That I had a crush on him?"

Elena looked at you with a certain severity, but you noticed a hint of concern. "You know what I mean, Y/N. Jobe is shy and... I wouldn’t want him to get deluded. You know how it can be."

You raised your shoulders, visibly amused. "Elena, calm down. Jobe is your most shy and cute friend, I know. But I’m not doing anything wrong, I’m just... chatting, that’s all." You winked at her, which made your sister sigh even more.

"You’re incredible," said Elena, shaking her head. "But try not to drive him crazy, okay? He’s very committed to the rules, you know we said not to get involved with relatives."

Your laughter filled the room. "Oh, sure, the famous rules. But you really believe that Jobe is so respectful of those rules?" you asked with a mischievous smile.

Elena glanced at you one last time, as if she had guessed that maybe, that time, Jobe would have more trouble keeping his commitment. And as she left the room, you stayed with a smirk on your lips, anticipating lunch with an entirely new enthusiasm.

---

After a few moments, you felt the door open, and on the other side was Jobe, who took a deep breath before greeting your parents with a polite smile.

"Hello, Mr and Mrs Smith!" he said in a gentle and respectful tone.

"Hi, Jobe!" they replied as they entered. Elena, immediately afterwards, embraced Jobe warmly. "Hi, Jobe! Thank you for the invitation," he said, with a radiant smile, before going to say goodbye to Denise and Mark.

Jobe watched Elena move with ease, greeting her parents affectionately, but then a different sound caught his attention: the slight ticking of your boots on the floor. When he turned to you, for a moment he lost his voice.

Your simple but flawless look and short skirt inevitably attracted her gaze, and Jobe felt hot. The mind gave him warning signals, reminding him of all the rules and the duty to keep control, but apparently the heart had different intentions.

You immediately noticed his surprised expression and, amused, you let out a flirtatious smile. You let your gaze rest on him, walking slowly from head to toe with a note of malice, letting him know that you noticed the effort he put into his look.

"Well, look who’s dressed up today," you commented in a provocative tone, raising an eyebrow and making him feel even more awkward. "It almost seems like you’ve been trying to impress."

Jobe swallowed, feeling the redness rise to his cheeks, but he forced himself to respond with a shy smile. "Uh... thank you, Y/N. You too... you’re very pretty," she stuttered, trying to mask her own agitation.

You laughed, amused by his reaction, and slightly tilted your head as if to study him a little more. "Just 'pretty'? I’d say you can do better," you replied, giving him a friendly look before passing it to enter the house.

Jobe stood still for a moment, trying to recover, as he watched you walk towards the living room. Inside, he felt a storm of conflicting emotions: between the desire to follow his heart and the commitment to respect the rules of his friendship with Elena.

[pedrithink]

secret ✩ jude bellingham

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[judebelle]

jude being protective over reader when a guy tries to hit on her at a bar omfgfjgfbhgsjb

didn't think so - j.b. x reader

a/n : this took me so long to write cus i got my nails done and ughhhh

cw : smut, swearing, annoying guy at a bar LMAO, unprotected.. wrap b4 u tap, semi-public sex, dom!jude, possessive!jude

pairing : jude bellingham x fem!reader

wc : 2.2k

---

"so, you from 'round here?"

the foreign words hung low in the throbbing atmosphere of a crowded club. the bass reverberated through the floor and neon lights pulsed to the rhythm.

you stopped moving to the music when a stranger approached you. his eyes fixed intently on you. you were left alone in the club when jude had excused himself to go to the restroom. you would've never expected this.

you felt a discomfort in his demeanor, instantly trying to put room between you and the strange man. a smirk played on his lips and his eyes scanned over you, his intentions on full display.

politely, you rejected his presence. "i appreciate the company, but i'm actually here with my boyfriend,"

he dismissed your mention of jude with a wave of his hand. he began to lean in closer, his words becoming increasingly invasive. you scanned the crowd, eagerly and hopelessly awaiting jude's return.

the man grew impossibly more insistent. "come on, sweetheart, we're all here for a good time. loosen up a bit,"

you finally decided on a more direct approach. "really, i'm not interested. i'm here with my boyfriend."

with a sly grin, the persistent stranger continued. "your boyfriend doesn't have to know. let's get out of here, just you and me."

just as you felt his words creep down your spine, jude finally emerged from the restroom, instantly sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere. he quickly maneuvered through the dancing crowd, his eyes not leaving you and the strange man.

he shot the man a piercing stare as he approached the table with long strides. "what's going on here?" he demanded, his voice cutting through the club's music with an edge that you'd never heard from him.

"hey, man, we're just having a good time. no need to be so uptight," the man flashed a toothy grin at jude, who was not having it.

jude's dark eyes flashed with anger, a look so intense even you felt the pressure. he placed a firm and dominating grip on your waist, visibly claiming what's his. "she's not interested. you need to back off and respect that," he commanded.

the stranger looked seemingly amused by jude's words. "oh, come on, don't be such a buzzkill. she seems to be enjoying our conversation just fine."

jude's jaw clenched even tighter. "how about we ask her?" he looked down at you with a raised eyebrow. "babe, are you enjoying this conversation?" when you didn't respond immediately, his grip tightened on your waist. "are you?" you quickly shook your head 'no'.

a cocky smirk broke out on jude's lips. he turned back to the man, "didn't think so," his smirk growing when he saw how intimidated the man was.

"you're testing my patience. i suggest you find another spot in this club. now," jude ordered, his tone sharp.

the man reluctantly walked off to another side of the club. jude kept his dominating hold on your waist, his anger visibly coursing through his features. without turning to face you, his hand switched from your waist to your wrist. his knuckles turned white from his harsh grip. you winced.

"jude, stop! that hurts-"

ignoring you, jude pulled you towards the club bathroom. he kept his painful grip tight. pulling you through bunches of people with a clenched jaw, you were left to mutter excuses and apologies to them. "jude, can you relax? where are we going?"

your questions fell on deaf ears when his gaze was set on the bathroom door. finally reaching it, he opened the door to see no one. he yanked you inside before following. jude shut the door behind him and locked it.

you looked at your wrist that he had stopped squeezing. it was red and tender. "babe.. what's going on?" his eyes flashed down to your wrist, and his gaze softened slightly before hardening again.

he looked back up at you, and there was something different about how he was looking at you. his eyes were glazed over with something... foreign. there was a hunger in his demeanor. in the way he slowly stepped towards you. in the way his hands held onto your waist. in the way spun you and pushed you against the door. in the way his head dipped into the crook of your neck.

his lips pressed hot kisses onto your skin and your eyes shut tight. you gasped out when his soft kissed turned to passionate nips and bites. "jude... not here."

jude's possessive grip softened slightly, his hands now sliding sensuously up your sides. the atmosphere in the bathroom shifted, the air thick with desire.

his mouth left your neck as he leaned in, his lips brushing against the curve of your ear. he whispered, "i can't stand the thought of anyone else trying to get your attention. you drive me crazy. i need you to know you're all mine."

your heart raced at the proximity, breath hitching as jude's words sent shivers down you spine. the muffled music wasn't so loud behind the washroom door, giving your ears a rest. the dim lighting over you illuminated his features in a way that had even you crossing your legs a little.

despite his convincing words, your hesitation was evident. jude's hand slithered to find the end of your dress, but it was so long that by the time he reached the end of it, he was on his knees.

your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of your boyfriend on the floor. jude's big brown eyes peered up at you. "please, y/n. let me show you how much you mean to me." he was... begging.

a quick nod from you was all he needed. you saw his expression change immediately from pleading to dominant. he lifted one of your legs over his shoulder and your hands fell to his shoulders to keep you upright. he moved your skirt to make room for his head, but paused to look up at you, smirking.

"try not to scream."

before you could register jude's words, he had pushed your panties to the side and slotted his mouth on you. everything but profanities erased themselves from your mind. one of your hands found his hair and tugged, hard. jude's lips spread you open as he sucked your clit with fervor.

you found yourself whining when his movements slowed, gradually becoming gentle. you could see jude's occasional peaks up towards you, watching you melt at his touch.

"jude, i can't take it. please..."

you could feel him grin against you. "you look so hot when you're desperate, y/n." the way his name fell from his lips had you biting yours. he finally decided to stop teasing and fully indulge in you. he pressed his mouth flush against your warmth, allowing his tongue to explore every nook and cranny.

the feeling of him forcing you back onto the cold bathroom door sent trembles down your body. you began feeling that familiar feeling of tight heat start unravelling in your stomach. before you knew it, you were practically yanking jude's hair. "please, don't stop."

gasps were flying from your plump lips so fast your heart was about to fly out of your chest. "fuck, jude, don't stop!" unwillingly, your arms were flying around, trying to grab, to hold on to something.

thump, after thump, you helplessly clawed for anything to ground yourself. you ultimately ended up with your hands pulling jude as far as you could between your legs.

he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. if anything, he sped up, his tongue lapping at your juices. "jude, jude," your vision went white and your back arched against the smooth door. the muted music was overpowered by an unfamiliar ring in your ears.

jude looked up at your chest heaving over him. the sight of you all fucked out had him smirking, his ego only growing. he gently licked around your clit, cleaning up any mess you left for him.

he hummed as your sweet juices sat on his tongue. you finally opened your eyes that you didn't realize were screwed tight and let go of his hair.

"i told you to try not to scream." he smiled as he got up off his knees, keeping his eyes on you even when he was towering above yours.

"that was me trying."

his eyes fell to your cleavage and he couldn't help but lean in and press hungry kisses to your collarbone. "not done with you yet, sweetheart."

the excitement of not knowing what was going to happen next had you pooling for him again.

jude's hands dropped to your hips for the nth time tonight before he abruptly spun you around and pressed your chest to the door. your hands slammed against the door to stop your face from smashing into it.

you felt jude pushing your dress up hastily and pulling your underwear down. you didn't move, waiting for his next move patiently. although much patience wasn't needed since jude was moving as fast as he could.

you could hear jude unzipping his own pants and you couldn't help but bite your lip in anticipation. as gross as it might've been, your right cheek was pressed onto the door. you couldn't care less, though, not when jude was pulling himself from his pants behind you.

a groan fell from his mouth so quiet the music almost drowned it out. he stroked himself behind you even though he was already rock hard. he leaned against your back to whisper in your ear shamelessly,

"i know i told you not to scream, but this time i wanna hear you. i want everyone in this fucking club to hear how good i make you feel. maybe then those fucking pricks'll back off."

his hand moved some of your hair from your nape.

"think you can do that for me, princess?"

you eagerly nodded against the door, mouth too dry to speak. he smiled, "good."

jude pulled himself back before his hand grazed over the curve of your ass, his other resting against your lower stomach before he pushed himself in. he went so deep he could feel himself in your stomach, against his own hand.

it was as if he was hitting your vocal cords the way not a single sound could be heard from you despite your mouth being open so wide. jude's pelvis met your ass and he couldn't help but shudder. "fuck..." he whispered out against your back.

he finally started to move slowly, more so for himself than for you since you were squeezing his cock so tight.

jude dropped his hands down to your hips to keep you firmly pressed to the door. "don't move." he growled out. you had never seen this side of jude, but you weren't complaining. you found obeying him to be more enjoyable than expected.

jude's hips sped up, sending jolts of pleasure through your bones. strangled gasps and pants shot out of your mouth, your hot breath fanning over the door.

"that's a good girl, yeah? taking this cock so well." one of jude's hands left your hip to grab your hair and tug. he pulled your neck back until he had access to your neck. he dipped down and sucked marks on the soft skin. your moans turned raspy and you found yourself once again searching for something to hold on to.

your back was arched against his torso as he fucked up into you. you could feel every part of his cock and it was driving you dumb. your mouth was left agape as moans ran from your lips and into the thick air.

"tell me baby, y'think that prick from earlier could fuck you like this?" you gasped as jude's thrusts grew impossibly more rough. "no! god, no... only you can do this to me." he sent a harsh smack to your ass before smoothing it over gently. the pleasure and jolt of pain send your neck flying back further.

"jude, i'm close." you warned and jude kept his antics up. he whispered in your ear. "fuck, i am too..." he groaned out and let go of your hair. he straightened his back and went back to holding your hips in place.

you clenched around his dick, whimpers falling from your mouth. jude's thrusts faltered for the first time tonight. his hand slid down to rub your clit and bring you to your second high of the night. your breath caught in your throat and your eyes rolled back in your skull.

"god, jude, i'm gonna.." you couldn't even finish your sentence so jude did it for you. "cum, y/n. want you to cum all over my cock, shit!" obeying him once again, you finally let that string inside you snap, fully surrendering to the pleasure.

your vision clouded black this time, and you came with a sharp cry, "jude!" screaming his name, you trembled under him. the feeling of your release and juices all over his cock sent him over the edge himself. "fuck!" he groaned out and came with a final thrust. he buried himself deep, sending his seed as far as he could.

both of your pants and gasps were lost in the thumping music of the club. jude helped you stand straight before fixing his clothes. you pulled your panties back and tugged your dress down. you heard jude zip up his pants and you turned to look at him.

he was already looking at you, a smirk playing at his lips.

[afterglowsainz]

hi sweetheart !!

can you write like the reader not being popular like jude, like nobody knows her, shes in college while hes a footballer:(( so so cutesy jude wouls probably make her famous AF!!!?

end of the world | jude bellingham

summary: no one knows who jude is dating until her college graduation

fc: candela gallo

a/n: the idea for this came to me in a dream so thanks for requesting it <3

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