#JILL ROORD BABY

[wososhine]

Waking up at 4:50 to a JILL ROORD GOAL YAS BABY IS ON FIRE 🔥 💗 💗

[barcaatthemoon]

game time || jill roord x reader ||

jill cockwarms you while she finished playing a game.

smut, 18+, minors dni.

"jill," you whined for what felt like the tenth time in half as many minutes. jill was absolutely engrossed in her game, just like she had been all day. she had let you sleep after picking you up from the airport, which was when she began playing this game. you had hoped that after you woke up, jill would have switched her attention to you, but that wasn't the case.

"i am so close to being done, just be patient," jill told you. she had been saying that for the past hour or so. you were on the verge of getting up and going to watch something in the bedroom by yourself, but you wanted so badly to be with jill.

"jill, please put the controller down for a little while. i miss you so much, and i just want to spend time with you," you told her. jill sighed as she paused her game momentarily. you were pouting at her when she looked at you in a way that told jill everything she needed to hear.

"i'll be back." jill stood from the couch and left you there by yourself. true to her word, jill came back a couple minutes later. immediately, your attention was taken by the fake cock jutting out from between jill's legs. the pale blue almost blended in with jill's manchester city sweatpants, but you never would have been able to miss the toy. "sit on it for me, and be still. every time that you move or disturb me, you'll have to stay for longer."

your face went pale as you thought about her terms. you had never been great at being still, but maybe with jill inside of you, it'd be different. gingerly, you stood up from the couch and undressed yourself. jill made you stand in front of her while her fingers teased your cunt to make sure that it was ready to take her strap.

"you're so tight baby, this is going to feel so good." jill pulled her hand back to taste your arousal. you bit your lip as her hand returned to your cunt, this time with one single digit inside of you. jill fucked you slowly, only adding another finger when she felt like the first slipped out without enough resistance.

"jill, kiss me, please," you begged. jill's tongue flicked out to lick her lips. the action only made you want her even more as memories of messy makeout sessions flooded your mind. you thought about the countless nights that the two of you had spent with jill's knee pressing against your core as she kissed you again and again.

"come here baby," jill ordered gently as she moved her hand away again. you let yourself be guided down onto her strap, now facing her as you sat in her lap. you sank down each inch of jill's cock slowly, only moving with her hands as she guided you. "now, i need you to keep still for me. tell me now if you don't think you can do that."

"how long until you finish your game?" you asked her.

"shouldn't be too long. this is the last mission, and if it isn't, i'll stop when i finish it," jill promised you. you nodded and sank the final little bit onto her cock. jill gave you a couple of quick kisses before she turned back to her game. your body rested against's jill's, and for the first few moments, it was easy enough to pretend that you were just cuddling.

jill stayed fairly still until she began to hit hitches in her game. she shifted around in her seat, each time jostling the dildo inside of you. you bit back your moans until you physically couldn't, even though you were afraid of distracting jill even further.

the fact that she wasn't paying to you only made you feel more turned on. jill seemed to completely disregard you sitting on top of her. you and jill were no stranger to little games like this, but it had never quite felt like this. you were a bit more turned on than normal, and it had definitely been a lot longer than what you were used to since jill had touched you last.

"jill," you let out a small whine. you were starting to feel really full in a way that you weren't used to. it was like she was right where you needed her to be, but still so far away. your body was screaming for you to move, but you knew that jill had no issues with making you sit here for hours without any sort of relief. "i don't know how much more i can take of this."

"you're doing so well. i'm almost finished," jill told you. it was subtle, but you could feel the rocking of her hips as she sat playing her game. jill had always been good at knowing exactly what you wanted when you didn't know how to ask for it.

jill's thumb rubbed against your thigh, a simple grounding method that she had used before when this sort of thing became too much for you. jill knew that you were trying hard for her, that none of this was exactly what you had wanted when you landed. jill felt a little bit of guilt tug at her, so she set her controller down on the coffee table.

"can i move you?" jill asked. you nodded, and almost instantly, jill flipped both of you so that you were pinned beneath her on the couch. "do you want me to go fast or slow?"

"slow," you answered. jill nodded and began to slowly thrust her hips in and out of you. she moved all of the way out of you and bottomed out inside of you with each thrust. jill cradled your face in her hands and pressed soft kisses to your lips in between the whisperings of sweet nothings.

"i love you so much," jill told you. you tried to say it back, but all of your words felt like they just slurred together. jill had barely been doing anything to you, and she already had you feeling cock drunk. you were needy and desperate, and jill knew that she move a bit faster to get you through this.

she was still as gentle as ever as she sped up her thrusts. jill leaned down, and you felt like you were in a bubble. all that you could focus on was jill as she pressed kisses to whatever bit of skin that she could get her mouth on. the slight distraction was welcome, and just what you needed to ground yourself long enough to really chase after your release.

"come here baby," you muttered as you pulled jill's head against your chest. she happily laid on the couch with you, neither of you making any attempts to move somewhere more comfortable even as your bodies began to ache. "i missed you."

"tomorrow is all for you. anything that you want, just the two of us," jill promised. you hummed happily at the thought of that. you weren't sure how long you'd be in manchester for before you got called in for pre-season practice and wanted to spend the most amount of time with jill before then that you could.

[repulsiveliquidation]

The White Suit || Jill Roord

based on that suit. good lord. save me. lock me up. anyway, it's just smut lol

warnings : mommy kink, swearing, aftercare, strap-on's, vibrators, oral sex.

“Lieveling, you really can’t make it?”

“I’m stuck in the airport, my love. My flight got canceled and there aren’t any flights to Heathrow till tomorrow.”

“I really wanted you to be here,” Jill says to you sadly.

“Me too baby, I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you when I get there tomorrow okay?”

Jill hangs up with tears in her eyes. It’s her first game back since her ACL injury and you had promised to be there to watch her take her place back on the pitch. She steps off the team bus in her suit and sulks the whole warmup, the rest of the girls feel bad for her when she tells them you couldn’t make it.

Little did she know that you managed to get a seat on the next flight out of Spain where you were. You still missed the game but hid out in her room after texting Leila to delay Jill and steal her spare key to get you into her room.

You changed quickly, Leila managing to drag Jill for some coffee before coming back to the hotel to give you some time to get ready. You pulled on a light blue lingerie set that was reminiscent of the Man City blue, thigh-highs pulled up nice and taut secured to your bottoms. Your harness lay waiting on the bed, an acceptable array of straps right beside it.

Your hair fell perfectly around your shoulders, skin soft and supple with every move you made. A light pink lipstick perfectly lathered on your lips. An aromatherapy machine gently spews lavender-scented mist, permeating the room. You smiled, towel laid out on the bed right in the middle ready for your night of celebrations.

Leila texted you that they were in the elevator up so you sat on the bed with your legs crossed waiting for Jill to walk in. You were a little nervous and there were butterflies in your stomach, hoping that Jill would be surprised and not upset.

“Leila, stop being so touchy I’m not going to leave this room till she comes tomorrow–baby?” Jill says in surprise, standing in the doorway in shock. Leila and Laia grin and cheer as they walk to their room, cackling away as Jill stutters.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to see my baby,” you tell her and stand, sauntering over to her. She shuts the door behind her and drops her gear bag, her white suit a little crumpled on her shoulder. You tsk and stand in front of her a little too close to smooth out the wrinkles.

She stands with her jaw dropped and you close it for her, looking up at her beautiful eyes that slowly begin to gloss over. You fiddle with her lapels and smooth out the rest of the creases from her jacket, pressing your lips right on the collar of her jacket leaving a perfect lip stain.

Jill’s knees visibly buckle and she catches herself, muttering incoherently her apologies. You smile softly and cup her face, tilting your head in for a kiss. She meets you halfway and you smile into the kiss, her lips soft with a hint of coffee and caramel.

Jill moans when your tongue swipes her bottom lip and you slip your tongue into her mouth, exploring and dominating her tongue. You wrap your arms around her neck and pull her towards the bed, before fisting her lapels that were perfectly tailored for Jill.

You pull away and admire her outfit, her slightly damp hair draped perfectly on her shoulders and you gently adjust her necklaces and she whines, reaching to take her jacket off.

You tut and she looks down at you again, eyes full of expressive features. You take her hand and guide her in front of the bed where your harness sits. You nudge your head for her to take it and she does, helping you step into it. She secures the sides and you smile, cooing at her gently.

Jill eyes the array of dildos that sit perfectly straight on the bed. She sees her favorite, one that’s too big, one that’s too small, and one that she’s never seen before.

“May I pick one, Mommy?” Jill asks obediently, fidgeting with her vest.

You stand behind her and caress her arms, chin resting on the Dutch’s shoulder.

“Yes, you may angel. You get to pick because you won that game today and look so pretty in that suit hm?”

Jill nods and you frown a little. She catches a glimpse of your face in the window across from her and immediately corrects herself.

“Thank you, Mommy.”

“Good girl, Jill,” you praise, walking around the bed and onto it. Jill drags her fingers over the toys and predictably picks her favorite one. She picks it up and hands it to you.

“This one please, Mommy,” she says quietly, eyes meeting yours. She’s dazed and a little lust-hungry, shoulders sagging and knees about to buckle again. You pity her and decide that that’s enough teasing and take her toy of choice to put on.

It clips in securely and you have her sitting on the edge of the bed. You kiss her neck gently and shrug her jacket off, throwing it over to the chair in the corner. Jill shudders at the sudden cold air on her exposed skin, goosebumps littering her skin. You climb off the bed and stand over her, fiddling with the buttons on her vest.

You undid each one slowly, getting down to your knees with every pop of a button. Jill was breathing a little heavier now, leaning back on her elbows as she understood your intentions.

Once her vest was off, her pants were not far behind. She smiled a little drunkenly as you pulled them off, nails raking over her strong thighs. Jill shuddered again and smiled, throwing her head back.

You smiled and watch her relax into the premium bedding, her bare ass tense against the 400 thread count linen. You caress her tired muscles and kiss up her thighs, her knees parting way for you. You grin up at her and see a light blush on her cheeks, eyes hooded a little as her pussy throbs achingly between her legs.

“Where do you want me, babygirl?” you ask teasingly, perfectly manicured nails running through her wet pussy. Jill whines and hides behind her forearm, nodding softly.

“Words, you useless whore.”

“Anywhere, everywhere, just touch me Mommy please!” Jill cries, eyes filling with tears as your fingers along her pussy tug her folds just a little.

You lean in and lick her up her slit gently, tongue a little warmer than her folds that were exposed to the colder room. She jerks but keeps her ass planted on the bed obediently as your tongue fondles her peeking clit.

Jill bites her lip hard, eyes screwed shut tight. A slender finger pushes into her and her knees fold up onto the bed to ease your access. She moans and cants her hips down onto your finger slowly before your palm rests on her hip as a warning. You stand and slide another finger into her pussy and hover over her, eyes dark and voice deep.

“One more move that I don’t fucking ask for, I stop and you go to bed with nothing, do you understand me?”

“Yes Mommy,” she whines out, nodding her head profusely.

Her ass never leaves the bed and you grin proudly down at her when you feel a rush of arousal coat your fingers inside her.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you?”

“Yes Mommy, feels so good when you touch me,” she answers, feeling a third finger push in beside the other two. Jill throws her head back and whines while her hips can’t resist one more cheeky grind.

You stop your fingers right on her sweet spot, having just decided to reward her for being a good girl when you feel her hips move when you told her not to. Your fingers pull out of her pussy and you get off the bed. You pull her to the middle of the bed and smile, kissing down her chest. She shifts nervously and smiles back, unsure if she’s messed up or not.

You reach up and under the pillow, pulling out a vibrator. It’s turned on immediately and your hands pull her legs wide open, lips right beside her ears.

“I told you not to move, princess.”

The wand head is pressed to her clit and she barely has time to process the transition into her punishment. The rush of pleasure goes straight to her head and down to her toes. She struggles to find something to hold on to, the sheets taut as she grasps them and pulls them tight.

“You getting close, darling?” you taunt, wand pressed harder on her clit. Jill grips your wrist and whimpers, nodding hard.

“Please Mommy,” Jill begs beautifully, “Please let me come.”

“No.”

Jill’s thighs which have been flexed to force blood toward her core dissipate the moment you pull the wand away. She cries out your name and her eyes begin to water, her pleasure dropping back to zero.

“What did you do wrong, sweetheart?” you ask softly, kissing down her bare chest. You suck bright red hickeys all over her chest, her lips struggling to form a sentence.

“Moved when you didn’t allow me to,” she manages, tears falling down the side of her face. You suck on her breast gently, hand bringing the toy back towards her core. It barely touches a bit of flesh, the light vibrations driving her crazy.

“What must you say so you can come, baby?”

She answers much more composed this time.

“I’m sorry Mommy, won’t happen again.”

“Good girl,” you whisper to her, the vibrator pressed hard against her clit. Jill cries out your name again and tries her best to stay still, eyes screwed shut again. She bites her lip and slowly smiles deliriously, a sign that she’s close.

You pull the vibrator away and give her no time to argue when your cock slips right into her dripping pussy. Jill gasps and looks up at you in shock, thighs shaking as your thrusts are powerful and precise.

You press the vibrator into her palm as your hips never falter, hands pressing her thighs wide open.

“Be a good girl and don’t move that off your clit unless I say so.”

She does as you say, shaky hands pressing the vibrator right on her clit, and her expression changes. You press her legs wider and pound into her pussy hard, feeling the vibrations fizz out into your strap-on and lightly onto your clit.

“Faster Mommy, I’m so close please!”

You fuck into her faster and suck on her breasts gently, helping her hold the toy right on her clit. Jill swears she sees white when she comes, eyes rolling as far as they go into her head. She shudders and jerks as she comes, toe curled up tight.

“Fuck!” she screams as you keep railing her into the mattress, the first orgasm fizzling out and the second fast approaching. Jill chants your name like a mantra and her hands shake too much to hold the vibrator on her clit. You lean back and pound up right into her sweet spot, holding the vibrator right on her sensitive clit.

“One more for me, darling,” you coo, throwing your head back as your pleasure slowly rises too. “Think you can give me one more pretty orgasm sweetheart?”

“Yes Mommy, it’s yours!”

Jill concentrates on your movements, her lust-driven focus solely on you. She feels the tug in the back of her belly button, the buildup of pressure just in her core. A hand wrapped around her neck and squeezes, that was all the triggers she needed. She barely had time to warn you she was coming, the sheer power of her orgasm pushes you out as she squirts all over your lower half. You watch in amazement, her legs shaking like a leaf as you fondle her clit fast. You pull away just as she reaches her tipping point, eyes zoned in on you.

She can barely remember most of what happened next. She was in a warm bath and lots of bubbles within ten minutes, wrapped in your arms under the soft lights of her hotel room bathroom. You’re kissing her ear when she properly comes to, smacking her lips and blinking her eyes.

“Hello gorgeous,” you whisper, hands caressing her arms. She snuggles back into you, eyes closing as the smell of her favorite lavender Epsom salt fills the air. She feels your arms around her and the warm water helps her aching muscles, tilting her head back to kiss you.

You pull a hand out of the water and cup her face, kissing her earnestly as she gently turns into your arms. Jill pulls away and smiles, rough hands doing their own exploration under the bubbly water.

“Did you come earlier, love?” she asks in her slight Dutch and English accent, she frowns when you shake your head.

“I was close but I didn’t come.”

“That’s not good,” Jill states matter-of-factly. Her hands drag down your soapy thighs, the water making the glide extremely easy. You lean back and let her have her fun, feeling the Dutch’s fingers dance over your clit.

“Just relax, I’ve got you,” Jill reassures, smiling when she feels your muscles relax into the fragrant water more. She rubs tight circles over your clit and you feel yourself getting close already. She tilts your head up and presses her lips to yours hard, fingers rubbing your clit faster and faster. You moan into her mouth and grip the edges of the bath. The water spills a little but you couldn’t care less. Jill sneaks two fingers into you and you cry out her name, coming hard on her fingers.

Jill smiles and cups your face for a kiss, feeling you melt into her arms. She pulls away, grinning from ear to ear.

“I should tell management to get us more suits huh?”

[pelova4president]

Lovey Dovey

Jill Roord x Doctor!Reader

summary~ Jill just had her ACL surgery and is still high on the anesthesia.

Jill wasn’t a fan of surgery’s, how could anyone be. She was nervous about this whole procedure. Tearing her ACL in her prime had done a number on her, not only physically but mentally too. But the surgery had to be done and she knew that.

You’ve been dating Jill for about a year now. You met through your mutual friend, Vivianne Miedema. The first few months were long distance, with you working in England and Jill in Germany. You hadn’t really seen eachother throughout the World Cup but kept in touch, texting her good morning and goodnight and recording voice notes. And sometimes you took in into yourself to make her a vlog about your day, she liked those most.

Driving was Jill’s thing, she enjoyed it and you loved that she loved it. You had certain tasks without really agreeing on them, they had just become your unassigned jobs in your relationship. Your girlfriend was a little sceptical, letting you drive in her still quite new car.

Jill had hidden the keys to her car and you were not having it. “Jill tell me where the fucking keys are.” you sighed, having searched for it everywhere by now. She simply shook her head with a childlike frown.

You simply had no other choice than to threaten her. “Jill you better tell me where they are or i won’t kiss you until you can play full football games again.”, now that got her attention. “That’s just mean, you can’t do that to me baby” the woman groaned sinking even further into the couch.

“Watch me.” you said, arms folded under eachother. “Fine, under the blue vase in the kitchen.” she finally admitted. You leaned forward to place a kiss on her forehead to thank her.

Finding the keys you sigh, “Let’s go baby.”.

The drive to the hospital was rather chaotic, well it was for you. You had to watch the road in front of you and listen to your stubborn girlfriend telling you how to drive and how she thought this was just a horrible idea, she should’ve never ‘given’ you the keys.

It was a wonder Jill was still alive after that trip, she could’ve sworn she had atleast two heart attacks and went into multiple cardiac arrests. But luckily for her a docter was driving, well lucky to some extent.

You wheeled her into the big building, you knew her anxiety was spiking but you’ve talked her through the procedure multiple times. “Jilly, you’re gonna be okay. I’ll be with you, when you go to sleep and i’ll be there when you wake up.” you said, squeezing her shoulder to reassure her.

The Dutch Lioness had to change and got ready for her surgery. With a peck to the lips she let go. “I love you” she told you. “Love you too, you’re very brave Jilly.” you kissed before she fell into a deep slumber.

Waking up from the surgery you expected her to be a bit dazed out but she was more than that.

Stroking patterns on her arms you soothed her. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, a groggy groan caught your attention. “Hey, you’re with us again. I bet you’ve had some pretty weird dreams hmm?” you said getting her to look at you.

“Why’s the light so lightly?” her raspy voice sounded. Laughing at her sleepy state you answered, “Hospital lights are supposed to be like that baby.”

Jill was taken aback by that. “Why are you calling me baby? I’ve already got a liefje.” Jill frowned. You had to hold your laugh in at that.

“Jill look at me, i’m your liefje.” she finally fully opened her eyes and took a good look at you. Satisfied she hummed, “I’ve done really good. You’re very pretty and nice and pretty.” your girlfriend slurred, dragging the ‘really’ out. “Can you do a spin for me liefje? Pretty please.” she asked you sweetly.

Standing up you did a ballerina like twirl. “Good enough for you baby?” you asked her, hand on your hip. She approved your twirl and demanded a kiss. “I want a kiss now.” you walked towards her to give in but apparently you didn’t move fast enough and she started getting out of the hospital bed.

“Jill! Stay there, you’re not supposed to be on your feet already!” you yelled a bit annoyed. She probably couldn’t stand on her leg yet and definitely not now that she was still so dazy.

Quickly she let loose of the bed railing and laid back again. “Okay okay, but i need a kiss to make it better!” she was gonna be the death of you.

You got into bed with her and almost immediately she wrapped herself around you, kissing every bit of your face. “I” kiss “love” kiss “you” kiss “so so so so” kiss “much” she snuggled into you. “Jilly, i love you too” you giggled into the crook of her neck.

The two of you got to go home after a few hours but Jill was still a bit out of it. You tried to get her to sit in the passenger seat but she wouldn’t let go of you. “Jilly, you need to let go, i can’t drive us home like this.” you told her.

And even in het dazed state she caught on to the fact you were driving her car. “You don’t need to drive us home schatje. Uber and i’ll drive it home another day.” she negotiated with you.

“Oh shut up. You’re not gonna die, you baby.” you rolled your eyes at her. Jill placed her hand over her heart and acted like she just got stabbed in it. “Big baby.” you laughed.

Arriving home she still wouldn’t let you go. You had to carry her out of the car and placed her on the couch. “I’m gonna die if you won’t stay with me. You’re a doctor, don’t let me die, you signed to safe all the life’s you possibly can!” she yelled when you got up to make the two of you some tea.

“Stop saying that! You’re not gonna die.” you yelled from the kitchen. “You don’t know that until you find me dead on the couch in a few seconds.” you heard her mumble when you walked into the living room with two cups of hot tea in hand.

It was a hard day for her and you knew that so you kept her close. If you were all she needed you would be there. And after what must’ve been a tiring day for her she fell asleep next to you, holding your hand as tight as she could in her sleep.

y/n_y/l/n posted on their story

A/N i just realised that the anon might’ve meant that Jill and R met at the hospital but well.. too late now sorry

[russo-woso]

The worst day | Jill Roord

Warning smut, MDI, thigh riding, fingering, dom!Jill, sub!reader, praise kink

Summary Jill finds a way to cheer you up after the worst day

It had been a stressful day to say the least.

You had woken up late due to your girlfriend, Jill, forgetting to set the alarm.

The two of you rushed around, getting ready for training before quickly making smoothies.

You arrived just on time at the Manchester City training ground, thanks to the quickness you both had getting ready.

Training went terribly wrong.

Due to the rushing around, you forgot to pick up your boots. One of the most important things for training, and you had forgotten them.

Luckily, you had spares you kept at the training ground, but you preferred your newer ones.

Thanks to your clumsiness, you fell over, tweaking your ankle which meant that you couldn't participate in the rest of training.

You sat out, with an ice pack on your ankle, whilst you watched all the others train.

Jill came and sat by you when she could, wrapping her arms around you and pressing light kisses to your head.

You just sighed and rested your head on her shoulder.

To add the cherry on top, when driving home, you and Jill stopped off at the shops to get some groceries you needed.

Everything was going fine. You paid for your shopping, getting back in the car, driving home.

Until you got to your front door.

You had picked up one bag, Jill taking the other, and as you approached the door, the bag split right down the middle making all your groceries fall out.

The eggs smashed everywhere on your front porch, the milk cartoon fell apart.

You just burst out in tears. It really had been one of the worst days of your life.

Jill ushered you inside, insisting that you go and relax whilst she cleaned the doorstep.

As Jill reentered, she found you still in tears.

She brought you into a hug, trying to comfort you.

"Liefje, I know it's been a bad day. How about we just cuddle and watch movies?" Jill suggested, placing one last kiss on your head before looking at you.

You wiped your tears away and nodded your head.

Jill walked you through to the living room, guiding you to lay down on her on the couch.

Still cautious of her ACL injury which she did 7 months ago, you cuddled into her chest, resting your head in the crook of her neck.

She put on your favourite movie, and a comfortable silence took over.

Throughout the first fifteen minutes, you were both fine. Just cuddled up to one another, enjoying each other's presence.

Then, Jill placed a hand on the back of your thigh.

Within the space of the next ten minutes, Jill's hand had travelled all the way up your thigh and was now resting on your ass.

You got distracted from the film and you lifted your head to look at her.

"Jill, stop it." You warned but when she did it again, you knew exactly what her intentions were.

"Let me make your day better, baby. I'll make you feel good." She whispered in your ear and a smirk appeared on her face.

She began kissing you passionately, her lips moving on yours perfectly.

She bit your bottom lip, which gave her access to your mouth.

You moaned into the kiss as you felt her hand move under your shirt.

"I'm gonna pick you up, okay baby?" She asked, her voice husky, as she picked you up, your legs wrapping round her waist.

"Mind your knee, Jill." You warned, out of breath from the kiss.

As she made her way upstairs with you in her arms, she kissed your neck gently.

You both made it to the bedroom, Jill placing you down on the bed and she crawled on top of you. 

You couldn't make out if Jill was going to be gentle or rough tonight.

The kisses down your neck were hard but the touches on your body were gentle.

Jill reached down for the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head.

Her lips went straight back to your neck, slowly making their way down.

You felt her hands on your back, inching closer and closer to undo your bra.

With one hand, she unclipped it and it fell of you.

"You're so beautiful, liefje." She whispered against your chest and reconnected her mouth.

A moan slipped out your mouth as Jill placed her mouth on your breast.

One hand on your other, gently squeezing whilst her tongue worked magic on the other.

She continued down your abdomen, reaching your sternum.

"Jill, please." You whined as her fingers traced the top of the trousers you were wearing.

She grabbed ahold of them and with one pull down, she revealed your aching core.

"You're going to be my good girl tonight, okay? You're going to do exactly what I tell you to. You understand?" Jill asked and you nodded your head, desperate to feel some kind of pleasure.

Jill quickly took her clothes off, leaving you waiting for her to actually do something.

"Please Jill. I need you to do something."

"And you will get something, baby. Come here." By this point, Jill had laid down next to you. She pulled you onto her thigh so you were now straddling her one thigh. "I want you to get off on my thigh."

"Jill, what about your knee?"

"My knees fine. Now do what I said." She commanded, grabbing a hold of your hips and helping you slide up and down the length of her muscular thigh.

You and Jill both moaned at the contact.

Jill loved the feel of your soaking core on her thigh.

The muscles in her thigh hit your clit just perfectly which sent wave of pleasure through your body.

"That's it, liefje. You're being such a good girl for me." Jill said and increased the speed of your actions.

Her grip got harder and your moans got louder.

"Fuck. Jill, I'm...I'm gonna — Fuck!" You managed to say as you came undone.

"Good girl. Ride it out."

Jill released the grip she had on your hips and pulled you in for a kiss.

Her hands made her way down to your cunt, her fingers brushing through.

You whined at the sensitivity but once that had gone, you whined due to the fact you were desperate to feel Jill's fingers.

"Jill please. I need your fingers in-." You began telling her but was cut off by her fingers burying themselves in your cunt.

She leaned down to kiss you, swallowing you moans.

You stopped kissing her back after a while, your jaw dropping open as she found your g-spot.

"You feel so tight around my fingers, babe." Jill groaned and increased her speed, curling her fingers as she did.

"I'm so close, Jill." You said to her in between moans.

"You're going to be my good girl and cum for me." Jill decades and you nodded your head, feeling the familiar knot break in your stomach.

Your legs began to shake and Jill's name fell from your lips like a chant.

Jill continued to thrust her fingers into you, letting you ride out your high.

As soon as you started to get overstimulated, you jerked away and Jill pulled out.

"You were such a good girl for me." Jill whispered in your hair as she laid down next to you. "Do you need anything? Water? A bath?"

"A bath would be nice, baby. As long as you join me." You replied, your breath still uneven.

"Okay, liefje, I won't be a minute."

"Jill?" You called out to her as she got up from the bed. She tuned around with a curious look on her face. "Thank you for making my day better. That made up for all the bad things today."

"I'm glad it did, babe. You deserve the very best days. I’m sorry you didn’t have a good one.”

"Trust me, I did. You just made it a good day.”

[pixiesfz]

MASTERLIST

woso world

jessie fleming

adoption papers (fluff)

frat boy jessie p1, frat boy jessie p2 (p2 18+)

bestfriends sister (suggestive)

jersey swap (smut 18+)

blushing beauty (fluff)

hard launch (online and real life)

little O , part 2 (fluff)

stupid canada (smut 18+)

on the wall (funny)

morning runs

practice? (fluff)

moving on series (multiple parts)

new home (smut 18+)

father to be (fluff)

parting gift (smut) (+niamh charles)

something new (smut)

I didn’t know

Microphone drop (blurb)

sam kerr

stubborn girls (fluff)

tattoo artist

give up (angst)

kyra cooney-cross

debut (fluff)

chicken shop date

falling behind (angst)

ugly christmas sweater (very suggestive)

on sale (angst)

rent a girlfriend (suggestive)

first time (smut 18+)

time (slight angst)

tattletale (blurb)

steph catley

sunshine masterlist (child!series)

katie mccabe

afl day (fluff)

shitty melbourne weather (fluff)

what happens in vegas (very suggestive)

kerstin casperij

chookas (soft)

teammates , jealousy p2.

such a tease

leah williamson

chelsea royalty (suggestive)

bad dream (fluff)

ass girl (suggestive)

jill roord

baby fever (fluff)

like he can (smut)

blessing in disguise

ends with us series

socks

georgia stanway

best wag (coming soon)

niamh charles

parting gift (smut) (+jessie fleming)

first meet

competitive

mackenzie arnold

lucky charm (fluff)

hayley raso

yellow card

teagan micah

take the punch

bruins suck

an old friend from school

lucy bronze

world cups (blurb)

lucy blondes (fluff)

charli grant

awards night (fluff)

lionesses x reader

break-up (angst, fluffy)

arsenal x reader

spiked (angst)

caitlin foord

winners are grinners (fluff)

secrets we keep

katrina gorry

duty calls (angst)

patri guijarro

bad thing (blurb)

lotte wubben-moy

invaded (angst)

vivienne miedema

so long London (fluff, angst)

alexia putellas

prison for life

ninja turtles

[leah-lover]

Masterlist

Jill Roord

• I need you.

Mary earps

• built-up frustration

• Sorry baby.

• good chaos.

• reward

Leah Williamson

• closed for maintenance part 1

Part 2 part 3. Part 4. Part 5

• you dug your grave.

• now lay in it.

• crossover

• alone

• wallpaper

• proposal

• drive to survive. 2

• toddlers ( + Alessia russo)

Mapi × Ingrid × reader.

•Love you always and forever

• away

•comfort

• sketches.

Alexia Putellas

•Meeting again part 2 part 3

• baby girl

• arrogance

• two hearts one timeline. Part 2. Part 3

• girlfriend duties.

•doctor

• Ibiza.

• perfect Olympics

•behind her eyes

• second chances 2. 3.

Alessia russo

• get better

• first time.

• my mommy

• mine always.

Leah Williamson x Alexia putellas x reader.

Entangled desires. part 2

Arsenal x reader.

Orgy. Part 1 part 2

Nika mühl

A person more than an athlete.

Misunderstanding

Alexia putellas x Jenni Hermoso x royal! Reader.

• royal support. 2. 3.

Lucy bronze.

Little helper.

[totaly-obsessed]

Perfect

Alessia Russo x reader request

-> Reader gets a red card and Alessia tries to comfort but aggressions get in the way

-> this request

➳ Masterlist

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You were pissed.

Arsenal against Manchester City has always been a difficult match. But this? This was a joke… Two yellow cards for you.

Okay, admittedly the second one was warranted as you had pretty much taken Chloe Kelly off her feet when the ball was somewhere entirely else. But the first one was given in a scramble near the goal. Five people were on the, with you being the only one left standing – so you had to be the cause of all of this.

It was a joke and everyone knew it. Steph and Jen tried to protest it, going up to the referee and trying to explain that everything had simply been an accident, but it was no use.

Once Manchester’s star striker had been subbed on, you knew that it was over. You had already been incredibly angry with Bunny Shaw testing your defense skills. But seeing Chloe’s mean little smirk was enough to fill you with even more rage.

Seeing Alessia, your girlfriend, getting tackled every chance they got did not calm you down either.

It was Jill Roord, covering you for a corner kick, who whispered into your ear, giving you the last push over the edge of aggression “Your girlfriend looks delicious tonight, maybe I’ll give her my number.” While your favorite blonde would never text her, it was enough to rile you up even further.

Chloe did not have the ball anymore when you started your tackle, taking her feet clean out from beneath her – you knew it was dumb but her smirk was just so agitating.

The whole team knew that the yellow card, followed by a red was deserved, and no one protested it. Alessia watched with wide eyes as you left the pitch, face still hot with anger, blinded by rage.  Leah didn’t even try to approach you, knowing you well enough after three seasons together.

In the changing room, you changed after showering, trying to get as comfortable as possible. When the girls entered you sat curled up in your cubby, headphones in and the hood of your sweatshirt up, eyes closed trying to escape their stares.

It was Katie who ripped your escape out of your ears, turning you towards her. “Think I’m rubbing off on ya!” She was all smiles, no frown in sight, as she teased you. When the Irishwoman tried to pet your hair, you pushed her hand away, a pissed look on your face. “Woah, calm down tiger.”

Laughs filled the room, as you looked a little confused by their positive attitude. It was Jen who put you out of your misery, telling you that Alessia had scored a last-minute screamer, putting them in the lead.

A bitter taste filled your mouth – of course, it had been Alessia. Perfect Alessia who could do no wrong while you fucked everything up. Perfect Alessia, who had everyone wrapped around her fingers. Perfect Alessia who just looked too good. “Yeah, good luck with that one Russo.” Perfect Alessia who gave Kyra a pained smile as a reward for her teasing.

The blonde took her time getting ready, so you were one of the last ones to leave. You couldn’t leave without her, after all, she was the driver out of the two of you. Even if you were the one driving that would have not been a good idea with all the rage that filled your body.

Silence filled the car, as you listened to music on your phone, headphones blocking out Alessia’s worried sighs.

In your joined home you threw yourself on the couch, the striker taking to the kitchen to make a snack. “You know it’s not your fault baby, right? That first card was a joke. Ref need’s new glasses.” Perfect Alessia, who thought that you were angry because of the ref. You weren’t. You didn’t even know what you were angry about, you just knew that you were so fucking angry. “You defended so well amore. Didn’t let a single ball through – so proud of you.”

She placed a bowl down in front of you, filled with fruits and nuts, something small. The Italian pressed a soft kiss to your neck, trying to cuddle up to you. “I’m not in the mood Alessia.”

That should have been her first cue to leave you alone, not that she was the one to blame. “Just a little cuddle baby.” While throwing herself on top of you she kicked the table with her foot, knocking down the puzzle you had been working on. “Alessia, please leave me alone!” She started to see the deep frown on your face, eyes tearing up in anger and cheeks still hot. Carefully she got up again, picking up your puzzle to the best of her abilities.

“You’re fine baby, I promise.” That was the last straw. You just needed some peace and quiet – so you stood up, and started heading up to the bedroom. “Wow, thanks for paying attention.” You tried keeping it together, you really did but remembering the words of a certain midfielder gave you the rest. “So why don’t you just go to Jill? Maybe she’ll give you the attention you want.” Alessia was confused at your sharp tone and your need for her to contact her hold lioness teammate Jill Scott. “Why do you want me to-“

“Can you just shut up? Please?” The blonde nearly dropped her own bowl of fruits, shocked at your yelling. “No one is mad at your cards, you didn’t do anything wrong.” The scoff you let out nearly hurt more than the words that followed. “Didn’t do anything wrong? Not that you know what you’re talking about. Right?”

You got closer and closer to her, grabbing her shirt, and pulling her face down to level with you. “Just shut up! Perfect Alessia cannot do wrong. Get seven chances but none of them hit the back of the net – but you’re just perfect aren’t you? If I let a ball through or tackle a fan favorite, I get death threats.”

By now you were yelling, Alessia’s eyes filling with tears of shock, while yours dripped down your cheeks in anger. “Perfect Alessia who scores while I get sent off like the fuck up I am!” You couldn’t even form words anymore, anger consuming you whole by this point.

Alessia, the best girlfriend that she is, took a couple of deep breaths before taking your hands off her shirt and pressing a gentle kiss on them. “Okay, baby. How about you puzzle for a bit, yeah? Calm down a little? I’ll be in the bedroom when you’re ready.” The tears kept flowing as the striker tried to wipe them away to the best of her abilities. “Shhh, no more crying amore – I’m not mad. I promise. You just need to calm down, okay?” Only when you gave her a weak nod, she pressed a little kiss to your lips before turning to the stairs and walked up to your shared bedroom.

The now reset puzzle was still lying on the coffee table where Less had been trying to put it back – but now you started to pick out the corner pieces again. It took you nearly two hours of crying your eyes out while placing a total of twenty pieces, to get your anger out.

Alessia meanwhile had been getting the bed and bathroom ready. Everywhere were cozy candles, not a single light turned on. Soft blankets were on your bed, matching pajama sets on top of it.

The sound of dragging feet gave you away, as you slowly opened the door. Alessia couldn’t help herself as she cooed at your swollen eyes, opening her arms. You took the invitation, falling into her embrace and burying your face in her neck as she gently rocked from side to side. “I’m so sorry Less.”

The blonde striker kissed the side of your head – happy that she had you back. The you that she knows. “I was so angry about the card and I took it out on you. I’m sorry – please forgive me.” She nearly teared up again as you stared into her eyes, begging for her understanding. “I forgive you amore – don’t you worry your pretty little head. That first card was silly and we both know it. But please, please just talk to me about it.” You had never nodded as fast as then, thankful for the blonde and her calm head.

The rest of the evening was spent together. In the bath, in the bed giggling in soft hugs and passionate kisses as normality caught up to the two of you.

[alotofpockets]

From the sidelines | Leila Ouahabi x Reader & Jill Roord x Platonic!Reader

Where Leila gets injured, and you have to watch from the sidelines.

This one is for you @sleekswosobession happy birthday!

Woso masterlist | Words: 1k

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You found your seat amongst the crowd at Etihad Stadium, it wasn’t long after you sat down that you saw Jill Roord heading your way. “Hey Jill, how are you doing?” Since she had done her ACL she watched her team play from the stands, you hated that she was injured, but you loved the company. “I’m hanging in there, wish I could be on the field, you know?” You nod, though you had no personal experience, you could imagine how hard it was for her to not be able to play. “Anyways, how are you? Still enjoying WAG life?” The term made you laugh, “I’m doing well, and WAG life is great as always.” 

The two of you talked until warm-ups started. Leila looked into the crowd, always eager to find you as soon as she could. Once she did she waved at you with the biggest smile on her face, you waved back and didn't let your eyes leave your girlfriend as the team started their warming up. “The only good thing about missing out on playing is watching how disgustingly in love the two of you are.” Jill jokes, earning herself a friendly shove. “Missing Jana I see.” You throw back at her, making the girl sigh, “Yeah I do.”

Forty minutes into the game, and it was dead equal. Possession, shots on goal, and shots on target, both teams were performing at a high level on all parts of the field. You watched as Leila intercepted the ball between two of the opposing players, and started running up the field with it. She passed a few players already, and was looking to give the assist to Jess or Chloe. Before she could even decide to which one of the forwards she was going to pass the ball, she plummeted to ground reaching for her ankle instantly.

You watched in fear as you saw the hard tackle that was made on your girlfriend. Standing with your hand over your mouth as she reached for her ankle, and wasn’t getting up. Jess was signaling for the medics before the referee even made it to Leila. “Please tell me my mind is tricking, and it’s not as bad as it looks.” Jill puts her hand on your shoulder, “I wish I could.” The way Leila’s face contorted each time the medics touched her ankle said enough for the level of pain she was in.

The crowd went silent as a stretcher was brought onto the field, and Leila was given a green whistle to ease the pain. “Come on, follow me.” You followed Jill down the stands, where she managed to get the both of you on the sidelines of the pitch. Jill knew from her injury that she wanted nothing more than for Jana to be by her side, so she wanted Leila to have that opportunity. You watched from the sidelines as your girlfriend was helped onto the stretcher and carried in your direction. “Go, she’ll need you in there.” Jill urged you to follow the stretcher. You stepped in line with them and reached for your girlfriend’s hand, “I’m here baby.”

You sat with Leila as the medical team checked out her ankle. “I think you have broken something in your ankle, but you’re going to need to go to the hospital to get an x-ray to make sure. Go as soon as you can, so we can treat it best.” He was talking to Leila, but she was a bit out of it from the green whistle, so you take in the information and answer him. “I can take her right now.”

Since Leila was a bit loopy from the green whistle, you accepted Jill's offer to go to the hospital with you. The two of them sat in the back, as you drove. “Jill,” Your girlfriend started, “did you know that I have the most beautiful girlfriend?” You blush at the comment. Jill smirks, and pulls out her phone. “What did you say?” She films your girlfriend's loopy confessions. “My girlfriend is the most beautiful girl in the whole world. She's so pretty, and so smart. Jill, she is really amazing. I love her so much.” Jill pans the camera to your blushing state in the mirror, before pocketing her phone again.

At the hospital you're helped quickly because the medical team called ahead. They took Leila to get some x-rays, while you nervously waited in the room for the results. They brought your girlfriend back before they had the results ready, saying that the doctor would be with you shortly. The effects of the green whistle were starting to wear off, and Leila was seemingly in more pain. You reach for her hand, “It's okay, the doctor will prescribe something in a bit.” 

The doctor came back with the results of the x-rays. The bad news was that her ankle was definitely broken. The good news, she wasn't going to need surgery. With a boot and a pair of crutches she was sent on her way. The doctor would contact the medical team with a course of treatment. After picking up the prescribed medication, you headed back to the car.

You dropped Jill off at her place and thanked her for all her help, before you made your way to your place. Leila quickly got the hang of the crutches, as you walked her to the front door. Once she was settled on the couch, you made a trip back to the car to grab your bags. “Are you hungry, love?” She might not have played the full match, but she still used up a lot of her energy. “Yeah, but can we order in? I really want some cuddles right now.” You smile at her grabby hands and make your way over to the couch. “That sounds like a great plan.”

With the delivery order placed, Leila cuddles into your side. “Did they win?” Her passion for the team was always present. “Yes, they did. 2-0.” You always had match notifications on for her team, so when you were in the hospital, you had seen the final score. 

“Oh, also Jill sent something to the group chat that you might want to check out.” She watched herself simp over you with a smile on her face. “Even drugged up me knows what's important.” She pecks your lips. “I love you baby, thank you for being here for me.” 

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[zeezelweazel]

Jill Roord| Comfort|

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I wanted to write for her for some time now and unnamed recent events have pushed me to finally do it

(another short one)

TW: injuries

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The Manchester derby is always one of your favourite matches. Getting to prove once more that Manchester is sky blue always gets you buzzing. This match was especially important, being the last of the conti cup group stages.

It all went down hill when Jill went down after an alteration with Katie Zalem. You were right there, you saw that it wasn't a rough challenge, but your girlfriend stayed down holding her knee and you run to her side immediately.

"Baby are you okay?"

You kneeled beside her and took her hand. You girlfriend was still on the ground her face converting into a painful expression as she tried to get up. You noticed the med team running on the field and gulped down your worries.

"My knee feels wrong."

The rest of the team had gathered around Jill, worried faces trying to stay calm. Alex ushered everyone away to give space to the med team so they can take care of Jill properly.

Alex stayed by your side as you anxiously chewed on your fingernails. Soon the team helped Jill get up and limp her way off the pitch. You felt a nagging feeling at the pit of your stomach while watching your girlfriend in pain without being able to do anything to help.

You tried to get your head back in the game and play after the whistle blew once more but Jill lingered in the back of your mind. After the second half started you found yourself catching her eyes in the stands and you couldn't help but grin. She was happily watching the team play, so that meant that she's fine.

Or so you thought.

The moment you left the pitch you swarmed to your girlfriend's side immediately but you couldn't find her. Some of the staff informed you that she was taken to the physio for some extra exams. You tried not think about the worst but the image of your girlfriend falling down and clutching her knee wouldn't leave your mind.

Soon you found the room and saw one of the medics close the door. They had an expression of relief and pity when they saw you, it did nothing to ease your worries. You opened the door slowly to see your girlfriend laying on one of the beds with her head hung low. You entered the room and took a seat on the bed next to her. When Jill didn't look at you, you placed your hand on the top of her head and leaned down to try and catch her eyes. Jill's head shot up and your heart broke at the sight of her puffy red eyes. You took her face in your hands as Jill's bottom lip trembled.

"It's my ACL..."

You closed your eyes and breathed out a heavy sigh. That's the answer you dreaded from the moment you saw her go down.

"God baby, I'm so sorry."

The moment the words left your mouth Jill completely broke down. You pulled her in the safety of your arms as heavy sobs racked her body. Her tears stained the side of your neck and your shirt but you couldn't care less. You rubbed her back to soothe her as you whispered sweet nothings into her blonde hair. After a few moments her sobs calmed into sniffles and you kissed the top of her head.

Your heart broke when you thought about how you won't get to play together until the next season and how Jill will miss the Olympics, all her dreams crushed because of this stupid injury.

Jill stays firmly tucked at your shoulder and you don't make a move to startle her. You wrap your arms tighter against her. You want to take her away from the world and kiss her lips until the turn upright into her beautiful smile.

"You're strong and you'll come back from this stronger okay? And I'll be with you. All the way."

Jill looks at you and finally smiles and your heart skips a beat.

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[copper-16]

Masterlist

Majority of my works can be found on ao3 (which can be found here), but I’ll link a few of the big ones below along with anything posted on here!

No longer an active writer 🩵

AO3 Advice Can Be Found Here

Ingrid Engen/Mapi Leon

did she feel better than me?

You Didn’t Let Me Finish

Do You See Something I Can't

Success is Easy

Haunted By The Ghost Of You

How You Get The Girl

la princesa

How Do I Trust Again?

Ingrid Engen/Mapi Leon x daughter

I Wanna Thank You Baby, You Make It Feel Like Christmas

Why Would She Say That?

She Feels Safe With You

Scary

You Can Do This

We Can't Figure Out What It Means

She’s Perfect

I’m Sorry

Mascot

The Beginning

Elena and Alexia Day!

Elena - The Later Years

First Meetings

Tulips and Two Embarrassing Mothers

Misa Rodriguez/Marta Cardona

You Can’t Talk No Sh*t Without Penalties

Lena Oberdorf/Jule Brand

Hothead

Andrea Medina x Lola Gallardo (platonic)

I Try, I Try

Lia Wälti/Mariona Caldentey

I'm Scared I'll Always Be This Way, That People Will Not Want To Stay

Jana Fernandez/Jill Roord

Heaven Won’t Be The Same

Couples I will write for/have written for (placed in order of who I am most willing to write about, starting at the top):

Ingrid Engen🇳🇴/Mapi León🇪🇸- 26 works 

Jana Fernández 🇪🇸/Jill Roord🇳🇱 - 4 works 

Mariona Caldentey 🇪🇸/Lia Wälti🇨🇭- 3 works 

Caroline Graham Hansen🇳🇴/Marta Torrejón 🇪🇸 - 4 works 

Ona Batlle 🇪🇸/Aitana Bonmatí🇪🇸 - 1 work 

Ona Batlle🇪🇸/Lucy Bronze🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 - 1 work 

Misa Rodríquez🇪🇸/Marta Cardona🇪🇸 - 1 work 

Lola Gallardo🇪🇸 & Andrea Medina 🇪🇸- 1 work 

Fran Kirby🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿/Maren Mjelde🇳🇴 - 4 works 

Ana Maria Crnogorčević🇨🇭/Lia Wälti🇨🇭 - 1 work

Leah Williamson🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿/Lia Wälti🇨🇭 - 1 work 

Sam Kerr🇦🇺/Kristie Mewis🇺🇸- 4 works 

Frida Maanum🇳🇴/Emma Lennartsson🇸🇪- 5 works 

Magdalena Erickson🇸🇪/Pernille Harder 🇩🇰- 2 works 

Jessie Fleming🇨🇦/Niamh Charles🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 - 1 work 

Laura Wienroither🇦🇹/Stina Blackstenius🇸🇪 - 1 work 

Tobin Health🇺🇸/Christen Press🇺🇸 - 1 work

Patri Guijarro🇪🇸/Claudia Pina🇪🇸 - 1 work

Cata Coll🇪🇸/Claudia Pina🇪🇸 - 1 work

Lucy Bronze🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿/Keira Walsh🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 - 5 works 

Ruesha Littlejohn🇮🇪/Katie McCabe🇮🇪 - 2 works 

[wosowrites]

Mama and Mommy (Jill Roord x Reader)

warnings: none

a/n: i am so sorry that this took forever. also let’s pretend Jill has been with Wolfsburg for 6 years pls. I also had to add a twist for this to work and i couldn’t find the request again so some things may not be exact. I’m sorry abt that. based off this request:

prompt: in which Jill and reader have a secret child.

Having a child at 20 with your girlfriend of six month had never been the plan. You didn’t even like children. That is, until Rory came around. She was everything to you both. Technically, Rory was Jill’s goddaughter, but her biological mother had died giving birth to Rory. Rory’s father wasn’t in the picture, and neither was any other of Rory’s blood family. It all happened so fast, Jill lost her childhood best friend and then suddenly you had agreed to help take care of the baby girl with Jill. You had a child together.

You didn’t want to tell anyone about her due to the tough circumstances of her birth, as well as the fact as to keep Rory safe from her abusive biological father, no one could know about her.

So instead of hiding her completely, you told your teammates she was a friends daughter. Everyday you were in shock at how you had managed to raise such a beautiful, sweet girl together in secret. The timing was perfect, somehow. Jill was out for a year on injury, so she took care of Rory at home, and when you got back to your apartment from training, you would take Rory out to the park and let Jill rest.

Three years later, you had madrid Jill, and then on this day, you had a five year old.

Today was a game against Bayern. You were set to have a sitter come and take care of Rory, but an hour before you were supposed to leave, the sitter called and cancelled.

"What do we do? I mean we can’t leave her here! But we have no one to take care of her at the game." You panicked, pacing around the living room as Rory played with her toys on the carpet. "Y/n. Breathe. Please. I know what we need to do it’s just… it means we have to tell someone." Jill said, placing her hands on your waist and trying to calm you down. "But- but we can’t. Her father." You whispered to Jill. "She doesn’t have a father. He won’t find her. I promise you. Vivianne is at the game today. She’s travelling with Beth because of their ACL ruptures. We can tell them." Jill said.

Your eyes welled up and tears slipped down your cheeks. "We’ve always found a way, baby. On international break and during the world cup she stayed with my mom. It’s okay." Jill said.

It was true, other than you and Jill, Jill’s mum knew about your daughter, and she had always been amazing.

"Okay. I’ll call them and ask them to come over."

Thirty minutes later, you and Jill were in your wolfsburg kits and tracksuits, ready to leave for the game. Rory was sitting on your lap, playing with your hair as you held her. You had always been protective of Rory, scared she would get taken away.

A knock at the door pulled you out of your own head, and Jill opened it slowly. "Hey guys!" Viv said, hugging Jill and then looking over to you.

Her face fell in confusion as she saw Rory. "You guys babysitting again?" Beth asked, giving Jill a small hug.

The apartment was silent and felt cold. "She’s our daughter." You said out of nowhere.

There was silence in the apartment, broken by Beth. "Uhm. What do you mean… daughter?" Beth asked.

And then it was time for a story. You explained everything, Jill chipping in here and there, until you stopped talking.

"Okay then. That’s-" Viv seemed quite stunned, and a bit pale. "We called you here to ask you to take care of her during the game. The babysitter canceled and-" Jill started saying. "Yea! That’s a great idea. Right Viv?" Beth said, obviously trying to get her girlfriend out of her trance. "Yeah." She said, nodding slowly. "Come here, sweetie." Viv said.

Rory ran over to Viv and jumped into her arms, so Viv picked her up. "We really need to go, but we’ll see you guys after the game?" Jill said.

You kissed your daughter on the cheek, hugged Beth and Viv and then walked out of the apartment. "Oh and one more thing guys, do not tell anyone who she is."

It was the 88th minute when a penalty got awarded to Wolfsburg. Bayern was winning 2-1, and this was exactly what Wolfsburg needed. An equalizer.

Your captained Wolfsburg, and you tried to offer the ball to Lena, but she declined, telling you this was your time.

You struck it very well. It wasn’t a poor penalty, but sometimes keepers save it. The bayern keeper did well, and saved your shot.

That’s how the game ended, 2-1. A loss. You groaned in annoyance, pulling your jersey over your face and letting a few tears fall. You didn’t want Rory to see you cry but you were angry with yourself.

"You did great, my love. It happens." Jill said, putting her arm around you as you lowered your jersey and revealed wet cheeks and red eyes.

You walked on the pitch, clapping at the fans and soon saw that Viv and Beth had been let onto the field. They were running around with Rory and found a ball to pass with her. But Rory lost interest quickly as she came running to Jill. "Isn’t that your friends daughter or something? She’s like your kid." Lena laughed. "She’s not! She- I’m! I don’t have a kid." Jill stuttered as Rory ran around her.

"Mama! Mama! Why is mommy crying?" Rory asked.

Rory had broken the rule.

When she was a baby, it wasn’t a problem, but now that she was older, you and Jill had invented a game where around your teammates she got a special pass to call you by your first names. But from a little kid, what would you expect.

The Wolfsburg girls froze, all having heard the little girls words. "Why is she crying, mama?" Rory said again, tugging at Jill’s jersey.

Your face fell and you crouched down to Rory’s height, the little girl running towards you and jumping into your arms. "What does she mean by mama and mommy?" Alexandra asked, looking between the both of you.

You didn’t say anything, just cried silently into your daughters hair. Emotions were sky high, and you were tired and angry and disappointed and scared for your child. "You cannot tell anyone!" You whispered yelled. "Any of you. We didn’t say anything for a reason. We needed to keep her safe. Okay? So just… yeah we have a kid. Oh we’re also married." You said, handing your daughter over to your wife and storming into the tunnel. "Mama’s mad." Rory said, making some of the girls smile at her.

"Okay, Jill." Lena said, walking over to the dutch and her daughter. "Give me Rory and go talk to your… wife… apparently." Lena said. "You sure?"

"Yes. Go." Lena picked up the little girl, placing her on her hip. "You’re stinky." Rory said. "Thanks sweetheart."

Jill jogged into the tunnel where you were pacing up and down. "Baby…" she said gently. "He'll find her. He can’t find her! He can’t!" You sobbed, shaking as you walked. "Y/n." Jill said sternly, grabbing your arm gently and pulling you towards her. She wrapped her arms around you, putting a hand on the back of your head and holding it to the crook of her neck. "It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay." She said a couple of times. "The team knows now, they know. You know what that means? That girl is the most protected child in the world. She has the german captain protecting her and another 10 german girls. European finalists. She has Sveindís who’s probably the most loving person ever, she has Rebecka and if she has Rebecka then she has the whole swedish team. She’s also gonna have the entire netherlands squad with her. And she has Viv, so she has Arsenal. And if she has Arsenal she has Leah. And if-" Jill started saying. "She has England. I know." You laughed. "Yeah. And even if she didn’t have them, she has her mums. She has her mama and her mommy. And that’s all she needs." Jill said to you, rubbing her hand down your back. "You’re right. You’re right." You whispered. "I love you. And I love our daughter." You said, pulling away and kissing her.

"Let’s go back out." Jill said. She grabbed your hand and you guys walked out together, for once, you didn’t let go. You held on to her as you walked out of the tunnel and onto the pitch, and what you saw could have mad you start crying again. Rory was standing at the penalty mark, the ball in front of her and Merle in net. Rory ran up and hit the ball poorly, Merle faked a dramatic fall to the left as the ball rolled very slowly into the net. When the ball went over the line, Merle pretend to be mad as the whole team screamed and ran over to Rory, acting as though she had just scored the best goal ever. Rory laughed loudly, her young kid belly laugh filling the stadium. Lena picked her up and put her on her shoulders, celebrating with her.

Even after a loss, your team still had your back, and now, they would have your daughters.

[soccer-love]

Hiii mate, could make a request where the reader is a singer and write a song for her ex (the player you want or if difficult to choose could be Jill roord) and you decide if makes a happy or sad ending (the song: if you love her by forest blakk)

If you lover her

Jill Roord x reader

Jill tried to take a deep breath, squeezing her eyes shut so she didn't need to see the big headline of the article she just read.

"Y/N Y/L/N releases single - old lover or new heartbreak?"

It was only a seven lines long article, trapped between an Interview with Taylor Swift and an advertisement for Harry Styles new tour.

Even though she knew that this was a terrible idea, she opened YouTube and searched for the new song.

The moment she head the soft voice again, singing the first line of the song, a million different thought rushed through her head.

Memories of old days.

Days that were almost forgotten.

And in the last coroner of her heart she could remember the feeling she had back then.

"Take it. If she gives you her heard don't you break it."

She felt tears forming in her eyes.

"Let your arms be a place she feels safe in"

Man she could remember the many times, she laid in your arms, feeling safer then at any other place in the world. Her head pressed in your neck, or resting on your chest. Forgetting the world around her, just relaxing.

"She always has trouble falling asleep."

The stressful days, packed with training, recovery, games and media stuff, we're getting more. At night, when she was laying in bed, the thoughts in her head just wouldn't shut up. The only thing that really helped here, was when she could sleep with her head on your chest and focusing on the sound of your heartbeat.

"And she likes to cuddle, while under the sheets"

Cuddling was for her, like the most intimate thing ever. More than kissing or having sex. From the outside she looked like a hard and funny person but inside she was actually a massive softy. And she loved just laying on your bed, hidden under the sheets and cuddled close to you.

"She loves Pop songs and dancing"

Jill loved the many dances you had, when she just randomly put on a playlist and started to swing her hips until it became a full dance while singing loud to the music. And she did that in the most random moments, while cooking dinner, making breakfast, brushing her teeth, getting dressed or just when she was bored while working out.

"and bad trash TV"

Oh yes, the many night you spend awake, or the many rainy days you two spend on the couch, watching whatever was on TV. Sometimes she would turn off the sound and make her own dialogs to the scenes.

"There's still a few other things"

"She loves love notes and babies"

Since your older sister already had two children and you were the godmother of both of them, you spend a lot of time with them. And Jill loved them with all her heart. The older one, Jenny was five years old when you broke up and loved soccer and everything that was related to the Frauen Bundesliga. The younger, Christoper was only two at the time and he loved Jill and Jill loved him.

"And likes giving gifts"

From every, really every place they played, she brought something with her. A expensive bottle of wine, from Rome. A scarf with little Eiffel towers on it, from Paris. A cookbook for Tapas from Barcelona and a red wool sweater from Sweden. And so much more, she loved gifting things to you.

"Has a hard time accepting, a good compliment."

"She loves her whole family, and all of her friends."

There was nothing Jill loved more than her family and her friends where part of her family, her team too. And she would do anything to protect her family.

"So if you're the one she lets in. Take it. If she gives you her heart. Don't you break it. Let your arms be a place. She feels safe in. She's the best thing that you'll ever have. She'll love you. If you love her. On days when. It feels like the whole. World might cave in. Stand side by side. And you'll make it. She's the best thing that you'll ever have. She'll love you. If you love her like that."

Durning the refrain she felt tears running down her cheeks, of curse this song could be about anyone. A person you had dated before her, someone you dated after her, but deep in her heart she knew it. She knew that this song was about her. About your story.

Kiss her with passion As much as you can

"Kiss her with passion, as much as you can."

She remembered the lots of kisses you shared, she loved kissing you. And you two had so many different ways to kiss. Soft and slow, with love, passionate and heated. Something else in every situation. Morning kisses where different then good nights and they where different then good luck kisses or kisses after a match. And of curse there where the kisses that you shared in spicy situations.

"Run your hands through her hair, whenever she's sad"

Jill remembered the night, they got kicked out of the European championship. You where with her the whole time, letting her cry in your arms and comforting her through the whole thing.

"And when she doesn't notice, how pretty she is, tell her over and over, so she never forgets."

It was probably one of the things you said the most to her, every day after she got dressed, after the matches when she was so sweaty and feeling dead she almost couldn't believe it.

And then again, the refrain. Jill already knew that she loved and hated that song at the same time.

As it ended, she quickly closed YouTube and opened google, searching for your next concert.

It was only two days until.

And before she could change her mind she bought one of the last available tickets.

----

After the last song, one about a couple getting married and spending there live together, people where throwing roses at the stage.

It was the moment you allowed your self to take a last look at the crowd and then you noticed her.

Standing in the middle, not screaming or celebrating, just standing there, smiling.

In her blue LFDY Hoodie, that you bought her so many years ago.

She looked down at the rose in her hand, a white pice of paper tied to it, before she threw it on stage.

Like after every show you picked up some of the roses, hers too, before saying "Good Night.", and leaving to go to the backstage rooms.

"Y/N the-"

"Not now." You cut your manager Brian off and walked into the room you used as a room to get ready and if you needed some alone time before the shows.

You gave him the bouquet of roses, only keeping the one from Jill, before closing the door behind you.

"Y/N, I know you don't like second chances, but please let us talk. We're staying at the same hotel, I'm waiting at the bar. Love J-"

She was right, you hated second chances.

But there was so much that you wanted to say to her.

You regretted that break up so much.

You both did.

You two never really had a fight until that one night.

It was a rainy night in London, Jill came home really late.

And from the moment she walked through the door, you knew something was up.

"I got offered to play for VFL Wolfsburg." she explained, you knew what that meant.

She was going back to Germany.

And you couldn't do long distance. It was already hard when she was away with Arsenal and you hated the days when she was away with the National Team.

You just had signed a contract with a producing company in London for two more albums. You couldn't leave that.

Without really talking about it, you two knew this was the end.

And by the time of summer, Jill had moved out of your shared apartment. With all of her stuff.

Her cloths, her sneaker collection, her soccer stuff, even her coffee machine.

It was like the live had moved out with her.

---

You hurried to get back to your hotel and refused to talk to anyone about what was up with you.

When you arrived at the hotel bar, you scanned the room, searching for her when you noticed a women sitting at the end of the bar.

There she was.

"Hey." You said and she turned around, she had changed into a black suit, making her look even more beautiful.

"Hi." she answered and it felt like haven, hearing her voice again.

"Can I?" You asked, pointing at the chair next to her.

"Yeah of curse, what do you wanna drink?"

"A Coke please." You answered and she ordered it for you.

"How are you?" she says, after the barkeeper placed the drink in front of you.

"I'm good. Any you?"

"Yeah me too." she says.

You open your mouth to say something but she cuts you off.

"Y/N. I don't wanna do small talk. I came because I need to talk to you"

"About what?"

"The song, If you love her was it about me?"

"Yes." you say, unable to form proper sentences.

"Why?"

"I....I thought it would help me to get over you but I cant. I'm still so in love with you."

"Oh Y/N." she sighs, happy that you still feel that way but also sad.

"I'm sorry that I left, I'm sorry that I didn't asked you to try it with me."

"No I'm sorry, I shouldn't have just let you go, I should have fought for you." you say and she nods.

"I know that there is nothing, that I- that we can make to, just get back to this moment, but I would be willing to start over with you." she says and softly slides her hand on top of yours.

"Me too, I want us back."

"So, everything is on beginning now." she says and you nod.

"I'm Y/N." you induce yourself and hold your hand out for her.

"I'm Jill, nice to meet you." she answers, laughing.

[repulsiveliquidation]

Oral Fixation || Jill Roord

warnings : mommy kink, rough sex, aftercare, oral sex, strap-ons.

loosely based on this unhinged ask from the one and only, @zeezelweazel. enjoy.

“fuck mommy, please…”

Jill sucks harder on your breast, rolling the hard nipple between her teeth. Your hips speed up on her thigh, hands gripping the back of the couch. Jill spanked your ass hard and hummed around your breast in her mouth.

“Mm,” she hummed, eyes fluttering closed as she felt your slick build-up on her thigh.

Everyone knew Jill had an oral fixation. She always had something in her mouth, whether it was gum, a straw, a lollipop, or sometimes even her fingers. It didn’t help that in the bedroom, her mouth had to be biting or sucking or licking or nibbling on you. With her cock pounding into your pussy, she had her mouth latched onto you like a leech, leaving lasting marks all over. Nothing, however, satiated her more than using your mouth to her heart’s desire.

Jill pulled away and grinned as she watched your hips roll on top of her thigh, your hands pressed up against her strong stomach for some control. You whined above her, feeling your clit rock just right over her toned leg. She cooed and caressed the back of her fingers over your cheek.

“Does that feel good, pretty girl?” Jill whispered, her breath tickling your ear. You nodded and gripped her training shirt, thighs shaking as you were thrust toward your first orgasm.

“Please let me come, mommy…” you begged, thighs quivering harder as your hips began to stutter.

“You wanna come, baby? You getting close huh?” Jill teases, looking at your watery eyes with a smile on her face. You take a sharp breath and your bottom lip quivers, tears falling on her collarbones.

“P-Please mommy, I’ve been good!” you whine, gripping her shirt so tight your knuckles were white.

“Come,” she growled in your ear and you let go, choked moans stuttering out of your mouth. She held your hips and guided you, cooing soothingly in your ear.

Your slick pooled on her thigh in a sticky warm mess as she lifted you off her and ran her finger through it. You watched as she brought it up to your lips and without question, you wrapped your lips around it and sucked like your life depended on it.

Jill groaned deeply as you noisily sucked on her finger, eagerly swiping it through the rapidly drying mess a few times for you to clean up.

“Good girl,” she praised, watching as you settled yourself between her legs. Jill caressed your cheek with a refreshing tenderness, you watched as she carefully studied your expressions calculating her next move. She stood up and shrugged her underwear off before sitting down with her legs wide open.

“No touching, you got it?” she says, playing with herself slowly. You could see how wet she was, fingers soaked just a little as she teased her fingertips into herself. You drooled at the prospect of tasting her, mouth eager to please Jill.

She scooted closer to the edge of the couch and your head dove in eagerly, licking up her slick folds slowly. You moaned at the taste of her, hands kept tight behind your back obediently. Her big hands settled in your hair with a tight grip, jaw wrenched open in pleasure.

“Fuck, just like that lieveling,” Jill praised breathlessly, back arching off the couch a little. Her flexible hips ground up into your mouth eagerly, groaning your name softly. Your tongue flicked over her clit and sucked occasionally how she liked.

You moaned around her and look up at her, tongue slipping into her pussy slowly. She moaned and gripped your hair tighter, chasing her orgasm as she rode your tongue. Jill bit her bottom lip and rubbed her clit fast, moaning your name as she came. 

She pulled your head back and leaned forward, fingers pulling your jaw open. She spit into your mouth and kissed you feverishly, holding your face still. You moaned into her mouth before she stood, slapping your face lightly twice with a grin.

“Do not move.”

She disappeared into the bedroom quietly, ripping her shirt off as she turned the corner. You shifted gently on your knees to rid yourself of the numbness, hands still obediently behind your back interlaced together. The turntable was playing your favorite classic tunes as George Michael’s saxophone filled the room.  

You hummed along softly, waiting for Jill to get back and she soon did, wearing a red gartered lingerie set with her strap secured tightly around her hips. She sauntered back into the living room with a certain poise, the athlete simply overflowed with confidence. It made your pussy ache with a slightly painful throb, using all of your self-restraint to not rub your thighs together. Jill stood in front of you, her cock pressed up against your lips. She caressed your hair, the other hand tapping her cock on your lips.

“Open up, buttercup,” Jill asks nicely, pressing her hips forward gently. You moan softly as she pushes into your mouth, eyes focused on Jill’s. Her beautiful green eyes bore into yours, hips teetering gently like she was holding herself back. You tap her leg three times and she pulls away, cupping your cheeks with concern in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Let go, Jill.”

“What?”

“Just let go.”

She kisses your nose and nods, standing back up. Her expression changes in an instant, eyes darkening and her muscles tense up. She pulls your hair back, cock pressed right up against your lips again.

“Let’s try this again, shall we?” she taunts, wrenching your mouth open and spitting in it again. You swallow before she asks and she smiles, leaning close to your ear and whispering “Good girl,” before standing.

Her cock slips between your lips again, your throat taking her full length with ease. She moans and watches you, hands holding your head still before she fucks into your mouth. Jill throws her head back, hips fucking into your mouth hard. She grips your hair tight, groaning loudly as you gargle and choke.

“Taking it so well, baby,” Jill growls, pulling out of your mouth. She pulls you to your feet, cupping your face and kissing you hard. It’s sloppy and wet, both of you moaning into each other’s mouths. She pulls away first, grabbing your hand and pulling you into the bedroom. She pushes you face-first into the bed, sitting on the back of your thighs. She spanks your ass hard once on each cheek, groaning softly at the whimpers you let out.

“More, please mommy,” you mumble into the mattress, hands gripping the sheets. Jill kisses down your back, hands kneading your ass. She spanks you three more times on each side, watching your skin blossom up.

“So pretty,” she comments, hands caressing up your reddened skin. Your tense muscles relax just a little, thinking she was done before five much harder blows come down on your flared skin. You cry out for her and tear up just a little, feeling Jill’s teeth sink into your back. You shudder and tremble, feeling her cold hands rub over your ass again. It soothes the sting just enough, the tingling sensation running down your thighs.

Jill climbs off you and turns you over before settling in behind you. She pried your legs open and held you close, pulling out a vibrator from under her pillow. She kissed slowly along your nape, arms holding your legs open as the vibrator whirred to life in her palm.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me, darling?” she asks, trailing the toy along the inside of your thigh.

“Yes mommy, so good…” you whimper, tucking your head in her neck. She chuckles in your ear and you can hear her smiling, pressing a soft kiss to your ear before lightly dragging the toy over your sensitive folds. You jolt in her arms, feeling her free hand pressing your hips down. She’s much stronger and holds you down firmly, toned leg wrapping around yours as the toy suddenly catches on your clit.

“Fuck,” you groan, squirming in her arms. She laughs and presses the toy on your clit harder, feeling her pleasure double at seeing you struggling in her arms. She cooed at you and pulled the toy away, fingers slipping easily into your dripping cunt. She held you tighter in her arms, fingers pumping roughly into you, palm rubbing over your clit hard.

“Please mommy!” you cry, gripping the sheets hard. Jill was unrelenting, fingers so deep inside you it reached the webbing, curled hard right on your sweet spot.

“Right there, p-please!”

“Here, my love?” she teases, three of her fingers rubbing tight circles over your sweet spot. You nod and melt into her arms, eyes rolling into your head. The vibrator comes back and is turned up to the highest setting, sucking hard on your clit.

“Jes-FUCK!” you gasp, cumming hard on her fingers. She pulls them out and rubs her slick fingers over your clit hard. Your nails dug into her calves, little red crescent welts littering her skin.

“Good girl,” Jill whispers, tilting your head carefully as she kisses you. You can feel her strap wedged between your lower back, and you decide to take the initiative. Jill sits back and watches you kneel in front of her, reaching back to guide her cock into your wet hole. She runs her hands over your ass and hips, eyes fixed on your pussy taking her cock so easily.

“Oh fuck…” she groans, her eyes slowly getting darker and darker. You moan when you bottom out, feeling her hips meet your ass. You whine and take a minute to adjust, feeling her cock fill you to the brim. Her now warm hand rests on the small of your back, lips littering kisses all over your back.

“Take your time, princess,” she says as your arms slowly lay themselves out for you to lean on. You slowly begin to ride her, ass hitting her thighs with a loud smack each time. The spanks she gave you tingle a little with each stroke, sending waves of pleasure throughout your whole body.

Jill suddenly gets impatient and her desire to use you takes over; she manhandles you onto your stomach and slides into your pussy without giving you time to miss her cock. Her hips pound into you like no tomorrow, jackhammering into you like a teenager who’s fucking someone for the first time. It does its job of not giving you much pleasure but riles you up nonetheless, which is exactly how she liked you.

She pulls out and turns you onto your back, fucking her cock back into you roughly. You moan her name and throw your head back in pleasure, Jill’s hips angled up into your sweet spot this time.

“Fuck me hard baby,” you beg, “fuck me hard!”

Jill grins maniacally, holding herself up over you as her hips rail into you hard. Your throat closes up and you feel lightheaded, the pleasure clouding your senses. She kisses you and you feel her lips, kissing back fervently as she wraps her hand around your throat. You feel pure euphoria, head floating mindlessly in a cloud of pleasure. Jill is right there with you, hurling you head first into the most intense orgasm of the night. You’re sure you see actual stars or god himself, your entire body tensing as raw sexual ecstasy runs through your veins, muttering her name over and over the whole thirty seconds you come.

“Oh my god,” exclaims Jill with a chuckle in her voice, hips stuttering as the friction from fucking you and the orgasm you just put a show on for her send her into a world of pleasure of her own. Your mouths find each other and you kiss for what seems like hours, the soft smacking of lips and the little whines that leave your mouth fill the room as Jill teases you with the gentle grind of her hips. You smack her chest and she pulls out, leaving a kiss in the middle of your chest.

You lay there and stare at the ceiling while catching your breath. You can hear Jill in the kitchen making tea, hearing her swear a few times as the kettle accidentally burns her. She comes back 10 minutes later with a piping hot mug of jasmine tea and an energy bar.

She carefully undresses and sits with you, breaking off pieces of the energy bar to feed you. The taste of cranberries in the bar and the delightful smell of jasmine bring you out of your slight haze, along with the smell of Jill. You nuzzled into her, inhaling her sweet and unique scent of coconut and roses.

“Love you,” you whispered to her and she smiled, giving you a soft peck on your lips. You didn’t need to hear it back but she said it in more ways than one tonight. Finishing your tea, she carefully takes the glass from you and helps you to your feet.

In one clean swoop, she sweeps you off your feet, heading straight for the bathroom. You hold on and leave little kisses on her nape, hearing her chuckle fondly. Jill sets you on the toilet seat and turns the shower on, throwing in a rejuvenating shower bomb. You hug her middle and she caresses your hair, raking her fingers through to get all the knots out. Her skin is warm and smells faintly of the washing detergent you use, the steam from the shower billowing around you.

Jill scrubs every inch of your skin with care and doesn’t miss a single strand of hair as she runs conditioner through your locks after shampooing gently. She lets you wash her hair but refuses to let you scrub her with the loofah, citing that your slightly wobbly legs and a slightly claustrophobic shower were not a good combination. You pouted and she kissed it away, wrapping you up in the fluffiest towel in the apartment.

You did each other’s skincare routine and she carried you back to bed, thanking her former horny brain-self for laying down a towel before you fucked.

Now nestled under the covers with her head on your chest, the warmth of her skin penetrates yours. It sends a calm over you, eyes quickly becoming drowsier and drowsier. Jill nuzzles into your neck, pressing one last kiss to your jaw. You settle, hearing her voice before falling straight to sleep.

“Goodnight, my perfect girl. Sweet dreams.”

[pelova4president]

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disclaimer, english isn’t my first language, i’m dutch so i’m sorry for any grammar mistakes.

I’ll write for almost any female footballer so if you have any requests or ideas, send them in :)

[leah-lover]

I need you. Jill roord × reader.

Smut 18+

Jill misses reader after she did her ACL.

My life has been hectic ever since Jill did her Acl. Our games have been hard and critical for our shot at the title so losing concentration wasn't an option. O. The other hand, my relationship with Jill was going through its toughest phase yet.

Dealing with the shock of her diagnosis, her surgery, her physical And emotional pain had stretched the both of us too thin. We were tired.

Jill was hurt because of her knee, she was hurt because of the strain in the relationship but she couldn't say anything. She wanted to feel loved and appreciated during her current status. She couldn't say anything though, she was afraid all the responsibility would drive me away. As a result, she started to close up on herself.

I noticed the change in her state after it came home from training.

“ Hello darling, I missed you.” I said as I tossed my keys and bags and went towards the couch where she was sitting.

“ Hey, is your knee okay? What's wrong, talk to me honey?” I added as I massaged over her brace.

“ No I am okay, love. My knee is fine.” She answered with a half smile.

“ Darling I know you just please tell me it's your knee again I can get you something for it” I said before she cut me off.

“ It's not about my fucking knee. This knee has stopped my life. I miss you I just fucking my iss you soo much.” She said,

My hand immediately traveled to cup her face. “Honey you could have just said so I miss you too.” I replied before leaning over to give her a peck which she turned into a messy kiss.

“ If I had known I would have sorted this problem a long time ago.” I joked.

“ Don't be an ass and come back here. My knee doesn't change anything. I am still in charge.” she said.

We continued to kiss before things got more heated. “ It's okay, just get on top of me “ she demanded.

I was worried about her knee. But I needed to be closer to her.

I got on top of her, and unconsciously started grinding on her thigh.

“ That is a good girl. Keep going, my love.” she said with the raspiest voice.

While I was grinding, she was kissing my neck and massaging my sides and my chest.

“ Baby, I.. I think I am gonna come .“ I whispered into her ear.

“This soon baby. Hold it for me.” She replied.

I kept on grinding on her thigh.

“ Jill please I can't anymore.” I pleaded.

“Okay love, come for me.” She replied, while running her hand up and down my sides. After that the lounded sound managed to creep out of my mouth as I released a month's tension and collapsed into Jill’s arms.

“ That's a very good girl.” she said, calming me down by running her hands on my back.

“ Baby you are dripping. Let me return the favor.” I demanded.

Without asking for permission I slowly lowered her on the couch, took off her shorts and positioned myself between her thighs.

Arousal was running through her thighs. It only took my tongue quick contact with her core for the nastiest moan to escape her lips.

While being careful, I continuously rubbed circles on her core, and she kept getting angstier by the second.

“Baby please I need more.” She pleaded.

With that I pushed two fingers inside her.

Which seems to do the job as she lost control rapidly.

“Babe I need to come please don't make me wait” she pleaded, her breath getting quicker.

My pace then grew faster, which helped her come.

After she came I cleaned her up with my mouth and laid on her chest.

“Next time just tell me you need me okay.” I said.

“ I love you so much.” She added before falling asleep.