#Jessie Williamson

[kittycatlukey]

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[trulyhblue]

Bf Leah being wound up after a bad game and takes control. Smut pls!!!!

BLED BLUE

leah williamson x chelsea! reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, humiliation, dom/sub dynamics, age gap (legal + consensual), hate sex, enemies w/ benefits, rough, coarse language.

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Part of you wondered how long it would take Leah to take you home. There was not an ounce of blue in her body, taken only by the lifelong allegiance to North London, but the thought of you, a blue-born Chelsea girl, taking up the space under her sheets, was addictive.

Chelsea were the better team. Always was, and always will be. The Blues were better at everything. Their players were more advanced, their game plans had been executed to perfection. Arsenal were sloppy, poor, and unjust. It was embarrassing to the point where it stood out as entertaining to you. Seeing the almighty, reigning Arsenal fall on their knees and succumb to the superiority of your team was endearing, and you found yourself searching for the thrill increasingly more as the game progressed.

And the sight of the woman you hated oh so much angered by the defeated notion of the final whistle was your idea of an indescribable victory.

“What a shame, Williamson.” You snagged, clutching the fabric at your hips, looking down at her bent figure. “I thought you’d play well.”

“Ah, it is you.” She replied with just as much spite. “I thought I saw someone falling flat on their face. Makes sense now that I know it was you.”

You smirked, folding your arms over your chest. “Yeah, tried to show my humility… y’know, after scoring two goals tonight I thought it was only necessary.”

Leah scoffed, straightening her posture to display her authoritative height over you. “Both off deflections… sounds brilliant.”

“Player of the match worthy.” You bit back, stepping forward, pressing your chest against hers, suppressing the heat in your face. “Don't worry, I’ll make sure to credit your own goal in the interview.”

“Always have an excuse to talk about me. Can't stop, can you?”

“Is that what you think of me?”

“I don't think of you.” Leah shook her head, grabbing the hem of your shorts and fiddling with them persistently. “But if I did, I’d be sure to let you know.”

“If only I cared enough to hear it.” You tutted, not really caring about the openness of your situation. The stadium was still quite full, with both of your teammates lingering on the field. Fans were banking the barricade, no doubt looking for the two of you.

“I could tell you now if you’d like.”

“Aw, are you thinking of me now, Williamson?”

You felt Leah’s hand move to the inside of your thigh, pressing a tight pinch to gain any type of reaction from you. Biting your lip, you hoped that the post-game redness covered your blush.

“I bet you love the thought of people watching this, don't you?” She asked, glaring at you with such hatred that her words felt bittersweet. “Always so desperate for attention that you’d do it in front of everyone. Fucking needy.”

“You’re the one touching me.” In anger, you snapped. You didn't like the way Leah seemed so confident, so right in what she was saying. You wanted to be right. You were the one who won it for your team. You were better than her. She needed to realise that.

The only separation between the two of you was by your arms crossed over your chest. Leah was drawing furious patterns along your thigh, pressed up against you with her face above you, your height earning her to look down.

“Pull away then.” She uttered, now pulling you into a hug. You knew this would send fans into a spiral. Everybody knew about your rivalry with Leah. It was evident in the tackles, the cards, the teams, the games, the interactions. This was unclaimed territory. You had both teased each other after the games. There was always fire and spite, anger and resentment, but never contact. She told you to pull away, and by the tension that lingered, if you did she would let you have there was something else there. You felt it between your legs, running down your spine, making your core yearn.

It was in the way she kept her hand in between your thighs, deepening her fingers just below where you needed her most. She held you tight, closing any physical gap, forcing your arms to circle her waist as she wrapped her spare arm around the name on the back of your shoulders. You don't know why, but you held her back just as tight, breathing heavily when she started moving her fingers upwards.

“So tense.” She spat, rubbing your shoulder.

You shook her arm off, keeping the contact but still resistant. “I pulled it at training, of course it is.”

“Wasn't talking about your shoulder, baby.” She chuckled, her voice sending goosebumps down your neck. “In those thighs. Clenching them so hard and I'm hardly touching ���em.”

That was when you knew your cheeks were burning.

There was a hint of humiliation in your tone, but your anger was still prevalent. “I didn't even notice your hand.”

“Yeah, alright.” Williamson grinned, pulling away. You felt the cold air nip your cheeks at the sudden loss of contact. Her fingers were no longer soothing the ache in between your legs. “Alright, baby, no, all that flushed cheeks from the big game, hm? Breathing so heavily cause you scored two goals, is that you’re so wet for me?”

“I’m not— you're so—”

Leah stepped away again, and you were too stupid to step forward in response. “God, is that what you're gonna sound like in the interview? You a mess, Baby, really. All flustered and red.”

“I'm not red.” You snapped. “And stop calling me baby. You're only four years older than me.”

Leah could see straight through you. “But you love that though.” She saw straight past your visible persona. “Why don't you show me how mature you are then? Can't call you baby if you prove that you're not.” She could tell by your flustered state, your wide eyes and your tainted disposition that you were struggling to handle the conversation.

“I don't need to prove anything to you. I just won the match. That's enough to prove that I'm better anyway.”

“But you needed help to get there, didn't you?” She retorted. “It’s not your name on the score sheet, it's mine. Look,” she pointed up to the screen, almost condescendingly, above the stands, where WILLIAMSON (OG) was printed boldly in white below the score. “All that hard work and I still get the mention.”

There was a fight for dominance, but the fight was so clearly won when you audibly gulped, unable to come up with just enough answer to compel yourself into a deeper state of anger. If anything, you were willing to resort to forbidding, but you were stubborn and bled blue.

“You’re just mad that you lost and we won. Chelsea was always better anyway, and you were just too slow… bet that's always the case.”

Leah’s jaw clicked, her lips settling into a thin line.

“In what case?” She muttered distinctly.

“You know what case.” You failed to notice the challenge, finding yourself in a superior position of confidence to realise the hole you were digging for yourself. “Slow and boring… on and off the pitch. You definitely get around, but you never seem to see one person twice. Maybe that's because they don't want to see you.”

Leah grabbed your wrist, yanking you off the field. It was a tradition that you would see the fans after every game, so you tugged back in retaliation.

She pivoted to face you, glaring at you with so much affliction that you yearned for more.

“You seem really interested in how I ‘get around’. Sounds like you wish it was you.”

No matter how hard your body was willing to succumb to her words, you stood firm by scoffing, rolling your eyes at her cockiness. “If only I was so desperate.”

“I’ll show you just how desperate I can get you.” The captain spat, holding your forearm now, easily leading you further down the tunnel where fans or players could no longer find you. “Didn't even properly touch you before and you were a needy mess.”

“You’re always so fucking sure of yourself, aren't you, Williamson?” You snapped back, hearing the clad of your boots fail to drown out your ungrateful tone. You did not care for what Leah was so keen to impress you with. Never had anyone told you that Leah did not impress. She was determined to make sure everyone was supplied with the right things for their needs. She valued giving pleasure over receiving. But if there was one thing she hated, it was brats like you.

You stood outside the Chelsea changing rooms, your kit still adorned on your figure.

“Go get your shit.” She snarled, letting go of your arm and jabbing you forward.

You scoffed, stopping dead in your tracks. “And what? You're gonna wait for me and drop me home? I have a license, Williamson, I'm not your fucking—”

You couldn't finish your rant, yelping when Leah cut you off, grabbing the collar of your shirt and mashing her lips against yours. One of her legs found its way between yours, her knee pushing against your core. A moan fell from your lips, and the woman wasted no time in slipping her tongue in, caging your figure between you and the wall.

She waited until you were kissing her back before grabbing your neck. She instantly moved down to litter harsh kisses down the nape of your neck, using her hands to move underneath your shirt, massaging your breasts. You were a mess beneath her, breathing heavily when the pressure on your clit intensified when her knee started rubbing patterns up and down.

“Swear at me again and see how it turns out for you.” She muttered in your ear, relishing the whines that fell from your lips as her knee continued its work. “If I tell you to grab your bag, that's what you do, yeah? You understand, Chelsea?”

The nickname left you shrinking, her words making your core glisten. You weren't completely sure whether the Arsenal girl was planning on taking you home. You didn't understand why you were all of a sudden pretty much moaning at the friction of her knee.

But you weren't fucking complaining.

“My teammates are in there.”

Leah let out a laugh. “You had no problem letting me touch you in a filled Stanford Bridge, Babygirl. I think it’d be healthy if your teammates realised who fucks their Stargirl after a home game.”

“You haven't fucked me, yet.” Your cheeks flushed a deep crimson, the thought of the England captain fucking you sending you into a spiral.

“Go get your bag and then I can use that pretty mouth for something other than moaning my last name… not that I mind when you do that.”

You wasted no time in doing as you were told, forever thankful that all of your teammates were either still interacting with fans or showering. You grabbed all of your stuff and quickly followed Leah over to the away changing rooms.

She let you walk through, since none of the girls were present, grabbing your belongings and chucking them inside her cubby. You felt her figure cage you back into the nearest wall, her hands how playing with the hem of your shirt, inching it further up your waist until it was completely disregarded, and you were left in your sports bra and shorts.

“Why so quiet?” Leah asked, kissing down the column of your neck, fondling your breasts. You sighed at the growing ache in your core, throwing your head back when Leah’s knee came back into contact with your clit.

“Some— someone’s going to walk in.”

Leah snorted. “Like you would mind.”

You huffed, grabbing the back of her neck and pushing her head further down your body. Leah’s knee stopped in return, leaving you writhing at the loss of pressure.

“Use your words or you can get off yourself.”

“Like you could get me off.” You retorted.

“I don't make brats cum.” She spat, moving back up to tower over you. “I edge them until they’re desperate and getting themself off my thigh. I treat them like brats, and maybe you need to work a little fucking harder for what you want.”

“You were just teasing me!”

“You're just desperate.”

“No.”

“No?”

“Leah.” There it was. Music to her ears.

“What?”

You whined, using your hips to drag yourself along her knee.

“What was that, Baby? Couldn't hear you under all those whines.”

“Leah, c’mon.” You stated potently, getting more impatient by the minute. “I'm not begging.”

The number six shrugged, looking down at you with wide, innocent eyes like she had no clue what you were going on about. Like she didn't even realise that you were humping her leg longing for some relief.

“Begging for what?” She moved her finger painstakingly down your chest, tracing your abs ever so slowly.

“For you.”

“For me?” She questioned, feigning confusion. Her hand dipped into the waistband of your shorts, circling your clit over your underwear. “Answer me, Darling. What do you want me to do? I'm touching you.”

“Touch me more.”

Leah tutted, moving her hand away. You groaned, throwing your head back when no pleasure was offered. “I'm afraid that's not how you ask. It might get you somewhere at Chelsea, but at Arsenal, we treat our Captains with respect. Even our star girls use their manners in the North end.”

“Touch me more, please.”

“Where, Chelsea?” Leah moved closer to you, peeling off her own shirt, removing your shorts, leaving you in your underwear and bra. “Be a good girl and tell me where.” She asked, her body lowering itself closer to the ground. You watched her kneel before you, hands gripping your waist, kneading your hips, lips biting your inner thigh.

“My clit, Lee, please. I need you to touch me there.”

“Such a good girl for your Captain, aren't you?” Leah ran her tongue along your folds, your underwear pooled at your feet. Your legs were swung over her shoulders, your hands buried in her hair, pulling taunt to her ponytail and the hairs that had fallen out during the game. Your moans were still muffled by the bite in your lips, the nerves of someone hearing your desperation for your enemy is still evident in the way you kept your mouth shut.

It was when Leah’s tongue latched onto your clit, sucking harshly on the swollen bud that your noises fell so adamantly from your reddened lips. You felt Leah’s cocky smile, her chuckles sending vibrations of pleasure through your body.

“Sound so pretty, Baby.”

“Leah— fuck, Lee. I'm gonna—”

“You’re going to hold it. Taste so good, you can wait.”

The coil in your stomach was forming long before Leah had even started, and the more Leah attacked your bud, the more your orgasm led to burst. Your moans had doubled in volume when one of her hands came up to play with your nipple, pinching it and playing with the nub every time her tongue licked up your folds. Her other hand worked its way through your pussy, spreading your slick all over your thighs, letting it run down your shaking legs and make your skin glisten with the glossy arousal.

“Want Stanford to hear you,” Leah spoke from below you. You whined at the thought. You were in a state of pure bliss that all cautionary thoughts of interruption were so far gone. All you could think about was Leah’s face between your legs.

“Feels so good, Lee. Want to cum so bad for you.”

“You can hold it, baby.”

“Mh, Lee, please.”

Leah moaned at your whines, nuzzling her nose up against your clit, pinching your nipple hard, reeling at the moan you let out in response. She saw the way your hole clenched around nothing, smirking at the way you rolled your hips across her face, working your pussy into her mouth so easily. She felt powerful knowing she had you at her disposal. You were stunning always, but there was something about you now that set Leah off. It made her angry knowing that you weren't hers to fuck at her discretion. It made her protective over you in ways she had never felt before. You were Chelsea’s protege — everyone worried when going up against you.

“Leah.”

It wasn't like something had changed, but Leah had realised that her hate was actually protection and adoration. She wanted you for herself. She wanted to steer you away from anyone that would hurt you. She hated Chelsea, she despised the West side more than anything, and it wasn't the sex that made her realise this.

“Leah.”

It was her name coming from your lips.

“Cum for me, Baby.”

That was all you needed to hear before you were barreling over the edge, your legs relying entirely on the strength of Leah’s upper body to keep you balanced. Your moans exemplified the stimulation of your orgasm riding out, and Leah’s endeavours to lick the result of it up as it poured into her mouth and onto your thighs.

The woman made sure you had somewhat caught your breath before she moved, having a moment to catch her own breath and comprehend what just happened. When she knew you were able to stand independently, she moved over to her cubby, grabbing the baby wipes she always had handy, moving back down to her knees to clean the mess across your legs as you covered your chest back with your jersey, and later your shorts.

Leah moved to do the same, except she watched as you fumbled with what to do. She gave you a pointed look as if to question your thinking, and you simply sighed and waddled over to her, slight humiliation at your wobbly legs painting your cheeks as you grabbed your bag.

“You all good, Baby?” She asked, her voice no longer authoritative and rather empathetic.

“Yeah, thanks.” You nodded. “Erm… sorry for being… rude… actually I'm not sorry but I am.”

“Yeah, same,” Leah replied a cheeky grin settled on her complexion. “I think we can settle for friendly rivalry from now on.”

“If that's what you call this, then sure.” You added, laughing along with what to make of the situation, feeling more out of place than ever in the middle of the Arsenal room. “I better go.”

“I’ll drive you home.”

“Lee, I've got my license—”

“It wasn't a question, Chelsea.”

You stood there defeated, knowing internally that you had no way home after Millie had driven you to the stadium and would have left by now anyway. Leah must’ve known that by the way she wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into her chest.

“Besides, wouldn't want that Player of The Match Trophy getting forgotten now, would we?”

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A/N — bad ending but oh well… HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!

[mymindcreatedthis]

The Question Game part 1 of 2

Y/n x Keira Walsh x Alexia Putellas x Georgia Stanway x Alessia Russo x Katie McCabe x Leah Williamson x Ella Toone x Sam Kerr x Jessie Fleming x Rachel Daly x Millie Bright x Lucy Bronze x Claudia Pina

Warning: Smut! Smut! smut!

Word count: 3.4K

*Y/n's Pov*

It was the second day of camp. We had today, yesterday and tomorrow off to get settled in and get situated. Leah was hanging out in my room with me. We were watching a random movie.

It was 5:30 pm and we had just finished Dinner and were hanging out watching movies and having a few drinks. After the first 2 movies and our final drink Leah straddles me and sits on my lap.

"Mm we should play a game love." Leah says.

I bite my lip as I place my hands on her hips. "What game did you wanna play?" I ask.

Leah smirks and cutely giggles. "It's called the question game." Leah says.

I smile. "Okay Williamson hit me with it."

Leah pulls the questions up on her phone. Leah bites her lip and slowly grinds against my lap. I bite my lip and place my hands on her ass.

"Question 1. Who would you pick to give you a handjob?" Leah asks.

"Mm Keria Walsh." I reply.

Leah giggles and types Keira's name. "Question 2. Who would you pick to give you a blow job?"

Fuck that's a good question. "Jessie Fleming." I say.

Leah writes Jessie's name for the question. "Question 3. Who would you pick to fuck in Doggy?" Leah asks.

"Georgia Stanway." I say.

I would give anything to watch her fat ass ripple as I fuck her in doggy. Leah giggles and types Georgia's name for the question.

"Question 4. Who would you pick to fuck in missionary?" Leah asks.

"Alessia Russo." I say.

Leah types my answer and continues to ask me the questions and record my answers for the questions.

"Question 5, who would you pick in Cowgirl?" Leah asks.

I smirk and squeeze her ass. "You." I say. Leah blushes darkly and moans as I squeeze her ass.

"Q-Question 6. Who would you fuck in reverse Cowgirl?" Leah asks.

I bite my lip as I think for a minute. "Mm Alexia Putellas." I say.

"Question 7. Who would you pick to give you a tit job?" Leah asks.

"Beth mead." I say.

Leah giggles and reads the next one. "Question 8. Who would you pick for Anal?" Leah asks.

Oh my god. Lucy bronze i have to pick Lucy I mean have you seen that ass of hers?! "Mm I'd pick Lucy Bronze." I say.

Leah giggles. "Her ass was definitely made for fucking anal." Leah giggles. "Question 9, who would you eat out?"

"Grace Clinton." I say.

"Question 10. Who would you Jerk off to and cum on?" Leah asks.

"Mm Rachel Daly." I say.

Leah smiles and types Rachel's name. "Question 11. Who's folds would you use to get off?"

I think for a second. "Millie Bright 100%." I smile.

"Oh I'm interested for your answer for this question. Question 12, who would you surprise with a surprise creampie?" Leah asks.

"Mm Viv Miedema." I say.

"Question 13, who are you giving a facial too?" Leah asks.

"That's a good question. I'd have to pick Ona Batlle." I reply.

"This one would be sexy to watch. Question 14, who would you pick to twerk on your dick and make you cum?" Leah asks.

"I'd definitely say Lena Oberdorf." I say.

"15 who would you let ride your face until they cum?" Leah asks.

"....Claudia Pina." I say.

I bite my lip as my eyes trial up Leah's toned abs. Leah was only wearing a sports bra and shorts.

"16. What team would you pick to have a orgy with?" Leah asks.

"England." I say.

Leah smiles and nods. "Don't blame you, England has some really fine players." Leah says.

"17. Who would you pick to throat fuck?" Leah asks.

I lay there quietly and think for a moment. "Mmm Ella Toone."

"18. Who would you pick to fuck standing up?" Leah asks as she goes down the list of questions.

"Uh I'd have to pick Sam Kerr." I say.

"19. Who are you fucking agsisnt the window?" Leah asks.

I smile and tap my fingers against her butt as I think for a moment. "Most definitely Katie McCabe."

Leah giggles and types Katie's name. "Good choice love."

"2 more left. 20, who would you pick to have a threesome with?" Leah asks.

"Fuck that's a really good question.... I'd have to say, Alessia Russo and Georgia Stanway." I reply.

"They're a good choice for a threesome. They'd definitely be a great duo in bed." Leah agrees with my choice.

I smile and giggle at her comment.

"Okay last question. Who would you pick to wake you up every morning with a blow job?" Leah asks.

"Oo good question.... I'd say Caitlin Foord." I say.

Leah smirks and types Caitlin's name for the last question.

*Leah's Pov*

I bite my lip and blush as I feel Y/n's bulge rub against my clothed pussy making me wet. She felt big, she was definitely turned on from the questions. I get even more wet as I feel her length growing more against my clothed pussy as I ask her the questions.

It was getting late little did Y/n know that I had a plan in mind. We finish the questions, I go to my messages and send the questions I asked Y/n to the girls.

I giggled as my phone was blowing up. The girls went crazy and extremely turned on from what I had told them and what Y/n had said about them.

They agree to play the game and agree to meet at Y/n's the next day. Y/n and I watched another movie, it was now 9:30 pm. I decided to call it a night.

"Hey it's getting late. I'm gonna call it a night." I say.

Y/n nods and smiles. "Okay good night love, I'll talk to you tomorrow." Y/n says.

I smile and nod, I kiss her cheek and leave the room and head back to my room. I smile to myself. Y/n had no idea what was in store for her. I get ready for bed and fall asleep.

*Y/n's Pov*

The next morning my alarm blares through the room. I turn it off and look at the time, 10am. I get up, and start getting ready for the day. I shower, get dressed and brush my teeth.

11:30 rolls around and there's a knock on the door. I get up and answer the door confused. I blush darkly as I see Leah, Keria, Alexia, Georgia, Alessia, Ella, Katie, Sam, Jessie, Rachel, Millie, Lucy, Claudia Ona, Gracie, Lena, Viv, Beth and Caitlin all standing there.

Leah giggles. "May we come in?" Leah asks.

"Yeah of course." I say, I move to the side and let them in. I close the door behind them and lock it.

"I told them that you and I were interested in doing a game day and just hanging out." Leah says.

I smile and nod. "Yeah we can play a game and hang out."

Leah and the girls giggle. "We were thinking of playing a certain game." Alessia says.

"Okay. What game did you guys wanna play?" I ask.

"The question game." Katie says.

I shrug. "Sure we can play the question game."

Leah pulls up the game and I suddenly get really nervous as it hits me. This is the game that Leah and I were talking about.

I blush darkly as Beth takes off her shirt and Bra and tosses them off to the side. I bite my lip and moan as Keira rubs my bulge over my shorts.

"Come on baby, it'll be fun. Don't be a pussy, you were pretty confident last night with your answers." Keria whispers as she rubs and grabs my dick over my shorts.

"Mm F-Fuck, O-Okay. Yes please, L-Let's play the game." I cutely stutter in response.

The girls giggle at my comment. I smirk as Keira gets on her knees. I look around the room and blush even more as the girls get undressed and get naked.

Keria grabs the waistband of my shorts and pulls my shorts and boxers down my legs as tosses them off to the side.

Kiera bites her lip and checks out my cock once it's freed from its condiment. "Fuck baby your huge."

I smile. "Thanks baby."

I take off my shirt and sports bra and toss them off to the side Keira stands back up, I bite my lip and giggle as she pushes me back onto the bed. Keria smirks and locks eyes with me as she slowly strips her shorts and panties off and tosses them off to the side. Keria smirks, she strips her shirt and slides her sports bra off and tosses them off to the side.

"Like what you see daddy?" Keria asks teasing me.

I smile and nod and bite my lip. "You're beautiful babe." I say.

Keria smiles at my comment. "Thank you baby." Keria says.

Keria joins me on the bed. Keira smirks and spices it up, she sits on my chest with her back to me. Keria leans down and spits on my cock. She wraps her hand around my cock and slowly strokes my dick.

I moan and squeeze her ass, Keira giggles and moans as I squeeze her ass and strokes my dick faster.

"Mm fuck." I moan in pleasure.

The girls giggle and watch as Keira gives me a handjob. I moan loudly in pleasure and grip the sheets as Keria continues to stroke my dick.

*Keria's pov*

I squeeze my thighs together and bite my lip as I get wet. I giggle as some of her precum leaks out. I can feel her throbbing. She really needed a release Lip. I bite my lip as Y/n grabs my ass.

Y/n cutely moans and grips the sheets. "Mm fuck Keria baby I'm close." Y/n cutely moans.

I smirk and play with her balls as I stroke her dick faster. "F-Fuck I'm gonna cum buckets if you keep doing that." Y/n moans in pleasure.

"Cum baby girl. Be a good girl and cum for us." I say.

The girls smile and bite their lips as they watch me stroke her dick and play with her balls. Y/n moans loudly in pleasure. I smirk and giggle as cum spurts and oozes all over my fingers and hand l.

Some cum lands on Y/n's lap and and and some lands on my thigh and on the sheets.

"Woah look at that. Fuck that was a sexy cumshot baby." I giggle and lick her cum off my fingers and wipe the rest of her cum off the sheets.

I giggle and get off her. Y/n lays there and moans as cum slowly oozes out of her dick as she comes down from her high.

*Y/n's pov*

I blush sanely as I come down from my high. I was still trying to comprehend that I had just got a handjob from Keria Walsh.

Leah giggles. "Next up is Jessie." Leah says, reading off the answers.

Jessie smirks and joins me on the bed. I blush and bite my lip as she lays between my legs. I bite my lip and watch as Jessie licks my dick and swirls her tongue around my tip.

I moan as Jessie spits in my cock and takes my dick in her mouth. I moan and run my fingers through her hair as she slowly bobs her head and locks eyes with me.

Jessie chokes and gags a bit as my tip hits the back of her throat. I moan as she bobs her head faster.

"Mm fuck Jessie your mouth feels so good." I moan in pleasure as I lean my head back against the headboard behind me.

She swirls her tongue around my tip as she continues to suck my dick and plays with my balls with her other hand.

I moan and grip the sheets as she bobs her head faster and faster than before. Jessie lets my dick pop out of her mouth as she kisses my inner thigh and smiles.

"Mm you taste amazing." Jessie moans.

I giggle and moan as she takes my dick back in her mouth immediately deep throating me causing me to be a moaning mess.

Jessie locks eyes with me and hums against my dick seeing the reaction she was getting from me.

"I'm gonna cum buckets if you keep doing that." I moan and close my eyes.

I gripped the sheets with one hand and held the back of Jessie's head with my other hand. She was making me closer and closer to cumming.

My balls tighten as my dick hits the back of her throat. "Fuck Jessie I....."

*ThroatPie*

I moan firing Jessie's hair pushing her head further down in my cock as I explode in her mouth. Sweat dripping modem from my forehead, my legs shake and buckle.

Jessie lifts her head up and swallows my load. I bite my lip as Jessie sucks me dry, getting every drop of my cum and swallowing it. My dick falls from Jessie's mouth and falls limp. Jessie giggles, she kisses my inner thighs and kisses my dick.

"Mm you taste amazing daddy." Jessie says. I blush darkly at her comment.

"Thank you." I moan.

Jessie giggles and kisses me. I moan in the kiss as I taste myself on her lips and kiss back. Jessie gets off the bed.

"Next up is Georgia." Leah says.

I smirk and blush as I get to fuck Georgia in doggy: "And there's only one rule. When you fuck us there's no pulling out." Leah says.

The girls giggle as I blush darkly. "O-Okay." I say.

I was gonna enjoy this even more. If I'm being honest, I don't think I would've been able to pull out in time. Georgia smirks and joins me on the bed and gets on all fours.

Georgia giggles and shakes her ass. "Come on daddy. I wanna feel that cock in my pussy." Georgia says seductively as she shakes her ass.

I bite my lip and check out her ass, smirk and get behind her on the bed. I slap her ass, Georgia moans and jumps as I slap her ass.

"Mm fuck." Georgia moans.

She moans as I spank her ass again. I smirk and rub my tip through her folds. "Mm your ass looks amazing in this position." I moan as I slide my cock inside her pussy.

We both moan, I place my hand on her hip and grab her hair with my other hand, I wrap her hair around my hand. I slowly thrust in and out of her as I pulled her hair.

We both moan in pleasure as I thrust in and out of her faster and faster. "Fuck...Fuck...Fuck." Georgia squeaks out with each thrust.

"Like that slut? Me deep inside you stretching you out?" I ask, teasing her.

Georgia moans and Nods. "Fuck yes I love you deep inside me stretching me out." Georgia moans and throws her ass back against me as I continue to fuck her in doggy.

We both moan as I fuck her faster and faster as I pull her close to me. We both moan as this allows me to go deeper inside her. Shit this feels so good, I'm balls deep inside her.

"Shit I don't think I'll last long G. Ugh, your grip is amazing." I moan loudly in pleasure.

Georgia giggles and moans throwing her ass back against me sliding back and forth on my dick faster helping me out.

"Mm guess I should help you out and make you fill me up with your thick load." Georgia moans.

I moan loudly as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. Fuck her pussy was tight and warm and felt like heaven.

"Mm I'm close." I moan.

"Ugh shit, me too." Georgia moans.

I moan loudly, my balls slapping against her skin as our moans fill the room. I moan as her walls clench around me letting me know I was close to cumming.

Georgia throws her ass back against me as she slides back and forth on my dick faster and faster. Fuck she's really gonna make me cum.

Georgia screams in pleasure and squirts. Georgia squirts all over my dick and on the bed.

"Georgia baby I'm close." I moan loudly as I feel my balls tighten. Georgia moans and cums all over my dick.

Creampie #1:

Georgia moans and cums all over my dick. I can't take it anymore cum began to ooze out of my dick. Filling up Georgia's entrance and filling her up to the brim. A final spank to her ass I slowly pull out.

Cum began to leak out of her pussy and onto the bed sheets. Georgia mains as my cum continues to ooze out of her and drip into the bed.

I giggle and squeeze her ass as I admire the sticky mess I left behind in her pussy. The girls giggle and moan as they see my cum ooze and drip out of Georgia's pussy.

"Fuck daddy. You filled her to the brim." Keira moans.

I giggle, I kiss Georgia's ass and spank it one last time. Georgia moans and gets off the bed.

"Next up is Alessia." Leah says

I smile and look at Alessia. "Missionary now baby." I ordered.

Alessia giggles, she smiles back at me. Alessia gets on the bed and lays in missionary. I begin to tease her clit and push my tip in and out of her entrance.

I giggle as Alessia moans and pouts. I bite my lip and slide my cock inside her making her moan and grip the sheets. I grip her thighs as I slowly thrust in and out of her.

"Fuck Y/n you're actually huge." She moaned as she adjusted to my size in this position.

Her head moved side to side as I sped up my thrust and thrust into her faster and faster.

"F-Fuck Y/n." Alessia moans in pleasure.

"Does it feel good baby?" I ask as I hold onto her right boob.

"So so good." Alessia cries out in pleasure.

We both moan as I thrust in and out of her tight pussy faster and faster. Alessia moans and wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me closer to her. This allows me to go deeper inside her and we both moan.

"Mm you feel so good clenched around me." I moan in pleasure.

I pick up the pace and go faster, my balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room.

"Fuck...Fuck...Fuck." Alessia squeaks out with each thrust.

I smirk, I gently grab her throat and choke her as I fuck her tight wet pussy. "Fuck yes, choke me as you fuck my slut pussy." Alessia moans.

I smirk, I choke her as I continue to fuck her. "Ugh fuck." I moan.

"Shit you feel so good inside me." Alessia moans.

After a few more thrusts I feel my balls tighten. I smirk as I watch Alessia's tits bound up and down as I pull her left leg up over my shoulder giving me more of an angle to go deeper inside her pussy.

"Fuck! fuck yes right there. You're gonna make me squirt." Alessia screams in pleasure.

Alessia squirts all over my dick, abs and thighs. I moan as I feel my balls tighten.

Creampie #2:

"Fuck." I shout at the same time with Alessia. We both begin to cum at the same time, her juices leaking out of her pussy as I fill her up. Both of us become a moaning mess under each other's touch.

I kiss her calf up and down as we help each other come down from our highs. "Such a good girl for me." I whisper as I kiss up Alessia's body reaching her lips. "So beautiful." I say.

Alessia smiles and kisses me. "Fuck that was amazing." Alessia moans.

I smile and kiss her again. I look over at Leah. "W-Who's next?" I ask.

Leah smirks. "Me."

I smirk, Alessia gets off the bed. I lay on the bed, I bite my lip as Leah straddles me. Leah lines my tip up with her entrance, Leah puts the tip in and slowly sinks down taking my length deep inside her.

We both moan as I’m deep inside her pussy. Leah grabs my tits steading herself as she takes a moment to adjust to my size. Leah and I both moan as she slowly slides up and down on my dick.

“Mm fuck.” Leah moans, her skin slaps against mine as our moans fill the room.

I moan and spank her ass. Leah moans and slides up and down on my dick faster and harder.

“F-Fuck.” I moan in pleasure.

Leah moans and massages my tits as she continues to ride me. “Gah fuck it feels so good.” Leah moans.

Leah moans and grips the top of the headboard as she rides me faster and faster. I moan loudly as I feel myself getting close to cumming.

“Gah Leah slow down a bit. I’m gonna cum.” I moan in pleasure.

Leah cutely giggles and moans. “That’s the point I’m gonna drain your balls and collect every drop of cum.”

Fuck that may have been the hottest thing I’ve heard. I moan and watch Leah as she continues to ride my dick.

“You close baby? You gonna bust your load deep inside my pussy?” Leah asks seductively.

Leah grips the head board as she continues to ride me. I bite my lip as my precum leaks inside her letting her know that I was about to bust.

“Leah baby I’m gon-“ I’m unable to warn her in time.

Creampie #3:

Leah moans and cums all over my dick I can’t take it any more, Leah slams her ass Devon my dick. Cum oozes and spurts out of my dick filling up Leah’s entrance filling her up to the brim.

We both moan as she slowly slides up and down on my dick helping us ride out our Highs. Leah slowly slides off my dick. Cum began to leak out of her pussy and drip onto my lap, abs and sheets.

I smile and rub her clit as I admire the sticky mess I had left behind in her pussy. Leah cutely giggles and moans as I rub her clit.

“Mm fuck daddy that felt amazing.” Leah says.

I giggle at her comment. “Who’s next babe?” I ask as I squeeze her ass.

Leah giggles and bites her lip. “Next up is Alexia.”

To be continued in part 2

[etherealstar-writes]

I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 13

pairings: woso x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: thirteen

part one here

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liked by ellatoone, alessiarusso99, leahwilliamsonn and 5000 others

yourusername: i'm so proud of you guys!! euros champions wooh!! 🤍💙

lottewubbenmoy: 💙💙

ellatoone: tysm!!

alessiarusso99: 💙💙💙

leahwilliamsonn: nahh what is that photo of me ↳ yourusername: lookin buzzin ↳ ellatoone: buzzin fr

stanwaygeorgia: still can't believe you wore that old rusty metal's jersey instead of mine 😔 ↳ lucybronze: it's because i'm her fav ↳ stanwaygeorgia: you wished

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(doing a bit of timeskip and let's pretend it's been like around two months since the euros bcuz yeah)

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THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ guys look at what leah and i found this morning

stairway YOU GUYS WENT WITHOUT ME ?!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ well i was gonna offer you but leah said you were busy

stairway WHAT NO I WASNT

willlybum oh well that's so sad

earpsy so this is why you were late to training

willybum i forgot we had training

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ more like wanted to forgot

willybum oi don't expose me like that

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ :)) so how's training going

neev y/n save me from this torture we'll go to nandos together and drag jessie along too

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

neev added flaming hot

flaming hot stoppp not this nickname 😭😭 and we can't go to that nandos place anymore did you two forget? we're banned from last time

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ and who's fault was that miss flaming hot

flaming hot i blame niamh for all that

neev bruh you were literally the one that said you could handle the flaming hot sauce fleming and then practically screamed dramatically about how you were dying which got us kicked out

flaming hot I WAS NOT DRAMATIC AND YOU WERE THE ONE THAT PEER PRESSURED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ it was incredibly funny ngl i mean you couldn't really tell the difference from jessie's face and her national jersey colour

flaming hot stop ittt you two are meanies it literally wasn't that bad i recovered fine

neev um you were literally crying the whole day jessie

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ and we had to buy you like twenty iced drinks for you to finally cool down

look this is you finally calming down after your twelfth drink

neev yeah not our fault you can't handle any spice flaming hot fleming but we're still kidnapping you and taking you to another nandos place tonight

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ we sure are

flaming hot i'm gonna pull a houdini

lotte oooh i wanna come along to nandos!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you're very welcome to

stairway me too!

neev absolutely not

stairway excuse you how can lotte come with you guys but not me?!

neev bcuz she isn't annoying like you are

stairway

neev

elton no wayy you guys

willybum oh my god i do not have the effort for this today what is she going to say

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh no

the REAL karate kid

ona batlle uh should i be scared?

kie very much

flaming hot what is happening?

stairway

elton did you guys know that you can lick someone's elbow (also known as their wenis) and they can't feel it

lotte righttt of course i needed to know this

flaming hot HELP WHAT 😭😭

neev the fact that i just saw georgia look at me after reading that seriously concerns me

the REAL karate kid unfortunately it's true 😭😭 she licked my wenis

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ ..... yeah i have no words

ona batlle 😭😭

steph what the hell 😭😭

rusty metal i wondered why everyone stopped working out and started looking at each other ella, i do not wanna know why you know that, and can everyone stop trying to lick each other's elbows it's freaking me out 😭😭

kie i'm convinced ella has no thoughts behind those eyes it is just elevator music. on repeat. all day. every day.

stairway i think lucy's wenis needs a licky lick

rusty metal georgia get the hell away from me

elton ALSO if you look at any object near you right now you know in your head what it would feel like when you lick it like the texture and stuff

mccard nahh that's insane i haven't licked everything near me so why would i know how it would feel?

lotte why did i just see rachel and millie taking glances at each other

rusty metal GEARGIA ISTG DONT YOU DARE TAKE A STEP TOWARDS ME CAN YOU ALL PLS STOP TRYING TO LICK THINGS WITH YOUR IMAGINATIONS Y'ALL ARE FESTY OMG 😭😭

esme NAAAHHHHH WHY DID NIAMH ACTUALLY JUST LICK SOME STUFF TO CONFIRM IF SHE IMAGINED IT RIGHT THIS IS SO WRONG 😭😭😭

flaming hot of course she would do that 😭😭

meado

steph is this just a daily occurrence for you guys? is this normal?

door knob i'm sad to admit that it is

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ i'm kinda glad i'm not near any of this rn

flaming hot fr

neev well i wanted to know if my brain was tricking me or not

esme you didn't need to lick it tho mate 😭😭

neev

alex nahh i'm done i'm leaving the gym just saw daly start walking towards bright like she was preparing to lick her i can't witness this today 😭😭

kie why am i not surprised that it's ella that started this again?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

ona batlle amen to that

steph seconded so glad kyra and charli aren't in this chat to contribute to this chaos omg

flaming hot amen fr 😭

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ omg kyra and cha cha! we need to add em in here too

stairway wait a sec y/n YOURE NOT BRITISH?!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ nopee lived in england almost all my life but proud aussie here 💪🇦🇺

steph ayeee 🇦🇺

willybum i cannot believe this

elton you're an imposter fr

neev and here we thought you were one of us

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ heyy i am an honourary lioness member isn't like lessi half italian?

thet REAL karate kid yeah?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ see and she's playing for england i can support both the lionesses and tillies

willybum okay but now that the wsl is starting the more important question is which club do you support?

stairway oh yeah

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh uhh i gtg do something really important rn talk to you guys later! bye!

neev y/nnnnn dont forget our nandos!! i'll be waiting!!

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ i won't! better be prepared fleming

flaming hot oh no

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part fourteen here

[insomniakisses]

Women’s Sport Masterlist

💖 Fluff / 🌧 Angst /🔥 Smut / 🤝 Platonic / 💞 related / 🧬 hybrid / 🐺 omegaverse / 🍆 G!p / 🧛vampire / 🐕 werewolf / ⚡️Modern Au / ✨authors pick

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Caitlin Clark

Kate Martin

Emily Engstler

Nika Mühl

Paige Bueckers

KK Arnold

Azzi Fuud

Morgan Cheli

Georgia Amoore

Aubrey Griffin

Sabrina ionescu

Jana El Alfy

Juju Watkins

M L T -> here

——— F O O T B A L L ———

A R S E N A L

Leah Williamson

Alessia Russo

Katie McCabe

Kyra Cooney-Cross

Steph Catley

Lia Wälti

C H E L S E A

Aggie Beaver-Jones

Niamh Charles

Nathalie Björn

Guro Reiten

Lucy Bronze

Zećira Mušović

Jessie Flemming (formerly)

M A N C I T Y

Ella Toone

Mary Earps (formerly)

Grace Clinton

Maya Le Tissier

M A N C I T Y

Vivianne Miedema

Kerstin Casparij

T O T T E N H A M H O T S P U R S

Charli Grant

Bethany England

W E S T H A M

Kristie Mewis

Katrina Gorry “Mini”

B A R C A

Ona Battle

Alexia Putellas

Mapi León

Ingrid Engen

Patri Guijarro

Aitanna Bonmati

Cata Coll

Jana Fernández

G E R M A N Y

Lena Oberdorf

Jule Brand

Laura Freigang

Sydney Lohmann

Georgia Stanway

F R A N C E

Sakina Karchaoui

Elisa de Almeida

M L T -> here

——— R U G B Y ———

Sam Sullivan

Nicole Heavirland

Ilona Maher

Telling her your pregnant 💖🍆

——— I C E H O C K E Y ———

Caroline “KK” Harvey

Hannah Bilka

[pixiesfz]

invaded l.wm

plot: y/n moved from man city to Arsenal and one specific man is not happy about it.

warnings: violence, talks of a stalker, more of a arsenal x reader than a lotte x reader, blood etc

He was one of the main reasons you left Manchester city, his eyes that lingered on you when in the crowd.

When you first met him he seemed like a normal fan. He asked for a photo and challenged you to a rock paper scissors to secure your top, you noticed his anger when he lost but you gave him your jersey anyways to soften the blow.

He came to every game and yearned for your attention everytime, whenever you didn’t he would then wait outside in the parking lot.

At first you thought it was cute, you had never had such a big fan well that was until he started showing up outside of the field.

You were having a coffee with your mum when you heard the clicks of a camera, turning around you saw him, with his Man City scarf on taking photos of you and your mum.

You politely waved at him and he smiled. When he next showed up it was in the off season as you went to see your girlfriend Lotte.

“You alright love?” Lotte asked as you spotted him behind a tree, how did he know you were here “Lotte we need to go” you ordered as your heart sped up, he scared you “y/n-“ “now” you cut Lotte off as you grabbed her hand and ran to your car trying to ignore his pleas as he followed you.

He stopped for a month after that but maybe it was because you stopped going out as much, he was still at every man city game and still waited for you in the parking lot where you politely smiled and waved at the crowd but he took it as you were only waving at him.

Lotte had told you to try and get a restraining order but their had never been enough evidence to even try.

One day before you announced your transfer to Arsenal you saw him again but at your front door. You slammed the door before he could try and get in but it didn’t stop him.

He bashed his fists on the door “You’re leaving me!” He yelled “your betraying me like this?” He asked.

You pushed your weight on the door, tears falling down your eyes as you pulled out your phone to call Lotte.

“Hey y/n” she answered sweetly as you sniffed “he’s here” you whispered out “he’s where y/n?” Lotte asked and you could tell her by her voice that her heart had dropped.

“My house Lotte. He’s found my house!”

“I’m calling the police, can I hang up darling just for a little bit I will call right back” she told you and you closed your eyes “I love you” you whispered in fear

“Don’t talk like that y/n” he is not going to hurt you” she said and you shook your head “I’m scared” you admitted as his fists became louder

“You bitch! I saw you at the Arsenal training grounds, you’re leaving!” He shouted and Lotte’s face turned white from the loudness of his voice “y/n I’m going to call I’ll be back”

The beep of the phone call ending made you sob again, without Lotte’s voice calming you down you were in a forensic mess.

His voice was drowned out by your thoughts and you heard sirens wailing from nearby, he did too as his fists stopped.

“You’ll regret this” he finally stated before you heard him ruffling away.

You never felt safe fully after that whilst you played your last weeks at Man City, you scanned the crowds in fear and always walked to your car quickly after a match, sometimes having Lotte pick you up.

When your news about transferring came out rumours started to spiral, until an anonymous writer came out.

Y/n y/l/n moving to Arsenal because of stalker?!

You pressed on it right away as you laid on Lotte’s chest, photos of you on walks and at cafes, one of you in your home which you moved out of as quickly as you could.

He had took these photos and now he was sending them in to make profit, your privacy for his benefit.

‘We hope y/n is well before her move to Arsenal’ it ended with and you felt yourself snuggling to Lotte even more.

You had been with Arsenal for almost a month now and it was time you versed your old team. It was bittersweet.

You loved the girls on the team and they were now your on field enemies. Lotte was the captain of the game and you were proud of her.

But nothing could stop the weird feeling in your stomach, it made you nervous and your mind was racing.

You thought it would go away as you play but the feeling was still there.

You had subbed on for Beth for a fresh pair of legs on the field on the 64th minute and it wasn’t long before you started making an impact, high giving your girlfriend as you scored a goal agains Man City.

You hadn’t even checked for the man in the crowd as you now sported the red, you should’ve maybe you would’ve seen him and the state he was in.

His eyes were baggy and it was clear to anyone around him that he would be drinking but security weren’t the best for the women’s games so they gave no mind.

It was about the 75th minute he jumped the barrier, a beer bottle in his hand, he wore your old jersey you had given to him as he stormed over to you.

You had your back to him so you couldn’t see him but some of your team mates did and the audience as they boo’d at him in the crowds, thinking he was a trouble maker wanting his 5 seconds of fame.

You looked behind you out of curiousity before you locked eyes with the man, your heart dropped before he raised his arm which the glass bottle was held in and smashed it on your head.

You dropped instantly as he yelled “traitor!” And kicked you at the head.

You had been near the sidelines so the low number of security members latched onto him as he yelled out to you but you were unconscious, on the floor with blood pouring down your face.

Almost the whole field and Audience went quiet and the TV channels who were broadcasting were lost for words.

Medics were on you quick as Lotte tan over with tears in her eyes. She looked at you and towards the man who was tackled to the floor “that’s him!” She yelled and told the security to take him to the jail.

The blood on your face wasn’t going away as more blood from your forehead and your eye fell down.

“Lotte” you choked out and sue dropped to her knees and grabbed your hand “I’m here, I’m here” she told you and kissed your knuckles “I’m scared” you cried as the medics came back with the stretcher “he’s gone now” Lotte told you, tears running down her eyes at the sight of you.

The medics pulled you up and the whole stadium was silent, the Arsenal and City girls watching you with tears in their eyes.

The game stopped.

Lotte followed you to an ambulance and most girls quickly got into their cars to follow you, not bothering to change.

You only needed a few stitches but Lotte demanded for a plastic surgery, saying you would never forgive her if she let you have a big scar from your eye to your temple.

So she waited with her head in her arms, her bright yellow captains arm band tightening around her bicep as she was joined by both the arsenal and Man city team in the waiting room.

“She’s going to be fine” Leah told her England team mate and she nodded “I know it’s just she- she was so scared” Lotte sobbed as she leaned into her team mates embrace and cried.

Both of the teams waited for you to come out of surgery, on their phones as some read articles or watches the film clip multiple times in shock of what had happened.

Lotte saw it every time she closed her eyes, the way you had no idea of the danger running towards you, the way he moved so quick nobody could stop him before the action was done.

The TV was on in the corner as the news talked about what had happened to you. Lotte watched as the reporter talked about the lack of security and how they interviews some of the games watchers, some crying.

Two hours later a doctor came into the room, shocked to see so many players waiting to see your results.

“Y/n y/l/n?” She questioned and everyone’s head shot up “yes?” Lotte stood up and the nurse nodded “she’s awake now but I think it’s best if we send people in groups” she said and Lotte let out a sigh of relief.

“You go first” Alanna said from her seat in the corner to Lotte and she nodded and walked behind the Nurse who took her to your room.

Your stitches looked oily from the numbing cream that they had lathered on top of the stitches. You don’t say anything, your eyes stuck to the ceiling.

“Why me?” You breathed out and Lotte grabbed your hand

“I don’t know baby” she replied and you looked at her, your eyes were blood shot “did they get him?” You asked and she nodded “he is behind bars and the court is allowing us to ask for a restraining order, he’s already not allowed to attend a soccer game ever again” she said and you nodded.

“Do I look as bad as I feel?” You asked and Lotte let out a little laugh “Do you really think I care about what you look like?”

“No but I care what I look like” you smiled and Lotte kissed your hand “you look beautiful, just like you always do”

You smiled “is it just you here?” You asked and Lotte scoffed “uhm actually” she started and went to the window and opened the blind which revealed the waiting room.

“Oh wow” you breathed out seeing both of your teams sitting down in the uncomfortable chairs.

“Maybe send in my national team mates, they’re most likely to tell me if I look ugly or not” you joked and your girlfriend rolled her eyes playfully at your comment.

“Actually almost all your national team mates are here” she breathed out before walking out to collect them.

When half of the Matilda’s team walked in Caitlin scoffed

“You just had to one up me from the World Cup didnt ya”

The whole room laughed at her before she laid on the bed and cuddled into your side.

“Well this will be a fun story to tell in a couple of years” you joked and your team mates laughed.

You smiled as you looked around, Lotte chating to your team mates with a smile as you cuddled into some of your younger players “I was so worried” Kyra told you and you shook your head.

“Takes a lot to take me down chicken”

[mead-iocre]

⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁Masterlist ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Leah Williamson

Our New Normal Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3

you transfer to arsenal and leah doesn't know.

Football Scarves and Football Kits

you attend your first football match. and you were also dating one of the players. 

Call Me "Love"

there’s a new viral trend on TikTok.

Lip Plumper

leah doesn't like your new (expensive) lip plumper

A Girl Just Wants To Be Spoilt

just leah handing over her gold amex card. yep.

Pay Attention To Me

do you know what's worse than dating a football player? dating a football fan.

Furnace Girlfriend

it's too bloody hot for a cuddle

Wife?

"accidentally" calling Leah "wife"

Alexia Putellas

Free Kick

you help alexia practice her free kicks

Marshmallow Keychains

want that cute (overly expensive) jellycat? lucky for you you've got a very generous girlfriend.

Vivianne Miedema

Ducky Turn!

your daughter wants her mama.

Squeak!

viv signs a new contract with arsenal and your daughter is up to her usual shenanigans.

Not Like My Mama!

a glimpse of ducky at her football practice.

Jessie Fleming

Brown Eyes

you meet a girl with pretty brown eyes.

݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁!readers . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

spoiled!reader x leah williamson

brat!reader x alexia putellas

[flemingology]

masterlist ── flemingology's '24 christmas series

december 1: home for the holidays (jessie fleming x reader)

december 3: christmas confessions (leah williamson x reader)

december 7: winter wonderland (alessia russo x reader)

december 9: christmas came early (alexia putellas x reader)

december 12: caught beneath the mistletoe (leah williamson x reader)

december 14: secret santa (alexia putellas x reader)

december 16: all i want for christmas is... you (alexia putellas x reader)

december 18: bows, bells and a ring (jessie fleming x reader)

december 21: unwrapping you (leah williamson x reader)

december 24: mistletoe (alexia putellas x reader)

december 27: first christmas (alexia putellas x reader)

december 31: midnight confessions (leah williamson x reader)

[delusionalfanficwriter]

head injury

Y/N had been an integral part of Arsenal Women's Football Club for three years. Her journey with the team had seen them through victories, challenges, and unforgettable moments on and off the field. During this time, Y/N had cultivated deep connections with her teammates, and they had become more than just friends and fellow athletes; they were her soccer family. As this season progressed, Arsenal found themselves facing a crucial match against their fierce rivals, Chelsea. Y/N, being her tenacious self, was right in the thick of the action. Her partnership with Leah on the field had always been one of Arsenal's strengths, and they synchronized like clockwork. Arsenal was known for its fluid passing and attacking style of play, and Y/N played a pivotal role in their success.

The first half of the match saw both teams battling fiercely for dominance on the field. The intensity was high, and both Arsenal and Chelsea were pushing their limits.

During a set piece, as Y/N went up to contest a header, an accidental collision with an opposing player pushed her back into the goal post, her head ricocheting off the metal post.

As the ball was kicked to upfield, everyone cleared around the goal, but the stadium fell into a hushed panic as Y/N lay motionless on the ground. Leah, her girlfriend, was the first to reach her. 

Kneeling by Y/N's side, her voice trembling as she cried out, "We need medics!" Leah shouted, her heart racing seeing Y/N's eyes closed. Leah reached out, placing her trembling hand on Y/N's cheek, hoping to rouse her. "Y/N, I need you to open your eyes for me. Hey, Y/N, come on. Open your eyes."

More teammates gathered around as panic swelled, their faces etched with worry. Jessie Fleming, Y/N's sister, dropped to the ground beside Leah. She reached out to shake her sister's shoulders, but Leah stopped her.

"You can't move her, Jessie," Leah cautioned, her voice strained with fear. "Her neck or back might be injured." Jessie nodded in understanding and opted to stroke little strands of her hair that have fallen from her ponytail, out of her face. 

Leah and Jessie tried their best to awaken y/n but nothing seemed to work.  

Finally, the team's medical staff arrived as well as medics, their expertise evident as they swiftly assessed the situation. They took every precaution to stabilize Y/N's neck and spine, carefully fitting a cervical collar around her and turning her over.

“We need some space guys.” The older medic informed Jessie and Leah but they remained in their spots. Jordan, McCabe, Kerr and a few other of their own teammates had to physically pull them back. They now stood a few feet away watching one of the medics speak to Y/N, trying to coax her into consciousness while another examined her vitals.

As the medics worked for a few minutes, Y/N's eyelids fluttered open, revealing her dazed and confused expression. She tried to sit up, but the medical staff gently held her down, reminding her not to move. Y/N mumbled incoherently, and Leah leaned closer, straining to catch her words before going right next to y/n side, hating the sight of seeing her so lost and scared. "It's okay, Y/N," Leah whispered, her voice trembling. "You had a tough collision, but the medics are here to help you."

“Y/n, you need to lay back down. Everything is going to be okay, but try not to move so much.” Jessie crouched down and spoke as she noticed her wanting to get up once again.

Y/N's consciousness wavered like a flickering flame. She struggled to comprehend her surroundings, her eyes darting aimlessly as confusion clouded her thoughts. Jessie's plea to stay still seemed to fall on deaf ears, and Y/N's movements grew more erratic.

Leah held her girlfriend's trembling hand, her voice quaking with concern. "Y/N, please, lay back down. You need to stay still. Everything is going to be okay." She desperately hoped her words would reach Y/N through the haze of her dazed state.

The medical staff worked with a sense of urgency, attempting to keep Y/N from further harm as she teetered on the edge of consciousness. They continued their assessments, monitoring her vitals, and told Leah and Jessie to try to keep y/n engaged in conversation to keep her awake.

Y/N's attempts to engage back in the conversation were sporadic and disjointed, and it became increasingly apparent that the injury was more severe than anyone had initially thought. Her responses were fragmented, and she struggled to maintain her focus.

Leah squeezed her hand, her voice trembling with worry. "Y/N, do you remember our first date? We went to that little café near your place, and it was pouring rain. You laughed when I slipped on a puddle."

Y/N's eyelids fluttered, but her gaze was unfocused. She mumbled, "Rain... yeah," but her voice was barely audible, and her response lacked the warmth and clarity it once held.

Jessie, trying to hold back tears, added, "And what about that time we played football in the park with Dad? You always said you'd be better than all of us."

Y/N's lips twitched in an attempt at a smile, but it was fleeting. "am... better," she mumbled, her words disjointed and distant. The memories, which should have elicited laughter and connection, now seemed to be slipping away from her grasp.

As Y/N's condition worsened, she suddenly gagged, her face contorted in pain, it was a distressing sight, and the medics reacted swiftly,  turning her onto her side to clear her airway and prevent any choking from the vomit that arose.

Leah's voice quivered as she tried to maintain Y/N's focus. "Y/N, stay with us. We're right here with you. Keep those beautiful eyes of yours open."

But Y/N's response was a mere groan, and her eyes slowly rolled back, her body growing limp. The medics exchanged concerned glances, realizing that her condition was rapidly deteriorating.

Without a moment to lose, they immediately placed an oxygen mask over her face, ensuring she received a steady flow of oxygen. Simultaneously, they carefully slid a backboard beneath her, immobilizing her spine and neck to prevent any further damage during transportation. Moments later, an ambulance sped onto the field. Y/N, still unconscious, was swiftly and gently transferred onto a stretcher, her body secured and placed into the ambulance. Leah and Jessie immediately followed behind inserting themselves into the ambulance not caring if they were in the middle of a match. 

As the ambulance raced towards the hospital, the sound of the siren echoed in the confined space causing Y/N to begin to stir. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she found herself disoriented, with the oxygen mask covering her face. In her groggy state, she attempted to remove the mask, her hands reaching up to pull it away.

Leah noticed Y/N's movement and gently placed her hand over Y/N's to stop her. "It's okay, love," she reassured, her voice soft and soothing. "You need to keep that on for now. It's helping you breathe."

"Y/N, it's okay," Jessie whispered, her hand resting on Y/N's arm. "You're in the ambulance, and we're on our way to the hospital.”

Y/N's eyes shifted from Leah to Jessie, her gaze still hazy. She attempted to speak but found it difficult. The words came out slurred and unfocused. "Why...hospital?"

Leah's fingers gently brushed Y/N's hair back from her forehead. "You had an accident on the field, love. The medics are taking you to the hospital to make sure you're okay. We're here with you, and everything will be fine."

Jessie leaned closer, her voice soothing. "Just relax, Y/N. The hospital will take good care of you, and we'll be right there beside you."

Y/N, though still disoriented and in pain, found some comfort in their presence. She nodded weakly and allowed them to reposition the oxygen mask, focusing on their voices to keep herself calm.

[recklesssezon]

𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝘄𝗶𝗽 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨

hound

hound 0.1 (new!)

strawberries (wip)

𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧

sweet but psycho 0.1

sweet but psycho o.2.

sweet but psycho 0.3

𝐀𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢

beach babe 0.1

beach babe 0.2 (new!)

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬

silent agnoy (wip)

secret, secret (wip)

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐨̈

loser (wip)

𝐈𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 & 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐢 𝐋𝐞𝐨̀𝐧

crazy little family

red lights (wip) (blurb)

don't touch my Ingrid (wip)

𝐎𝐧𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐥𝐞

ms. corvette (wip)

foreign place (wip)

𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

cheerleader (wip)

𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐥

big ass head (wip)

charmer (wip)

lifeguard (wip)

mama bear (wip)

gamer girl (wip)

[alotofpockets]

National Team Captains Appreciation

Request a player | @totaly-obsessed

[totaly-obsessed]

Woso Halloween Appreciation

Request a player | with @alotofpockets

[trulyhblue]

INAPPROPRIATE

leah williamson x arsenal! reader

warnings — tiny angst, annoyed! Leah, Emma Hayes, Chelsea, sorta fluff, coarse language, mention of injury scare.

A/N — in light of Lee’s birthday!!!! short one today, sorry! Thought I would add some spice to this. Emma Hayes needs to realize that pretty much all of woso have dated each other, including her own players lol. there is a mention of Bug, which is a character in one of my stories. Just for context, that is Caitlin Foord’s daughter.

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After hearing Emma Hayes yap on about her opinion on footballers' relationships, you found yourself subjected to a pretty pissed-off Leah Williamson.

Today was the London derby, a long-awaited revenge for Chelsea, it seemed, as the Arsenal bus arrived outside the stadium. Seas of blue and red treaded the stands — you caught sight of a couple of jerseys with your number plastered on the back. Leah was holding your waist as you wandered through the mob of fans reaching for autographs and pictures, a cold facade planted across her face.

Leah was always solemn before games. She was a serious contender, North London bred, with a serious competitive nature that no one could break down.

When you moved to Arsenal from your childhood club, you instantly caught onto Leah’s prominent soberness. Every player knew that if they didn't show up for a game and give it their all, their position would falter. It wasn't like any player with a job as a professional ever thought to underperform, but Leah was an exemption from sincerity. You couldn't joke with her the same way you could during team bonding. You would be stupid to slack off during training or talk to an exaggerated extent when Leah was running beside you. The Lioness Captain copped none of it, and there was no exception for you, her girlfriend.

The woman had woken up with an eminent frown playing on her lips. This was arguably the most important game of the WSL season, and with Leah starting after a long time away, there was a newfound angst set in your shared apartment.

Not only that — the stress Leah had put on herself to perform exceptionally — but the media spotlight Chelsea’s Emma Hayes has put on herself after a certain interview regarding coach-player, and player-player relationships.

From your viewpoint, it didn't really affect you. Everyone had their own opinions based on who dated whom. There was no stopping someone for sharing what they thought, so you simply shook it off as soon as you watched the clip. You did feel bad for the select few of the Blue’s team that were dating players. To not have the personal backing of your coach wouldn't be the most relieving sensation. You knew that the fans were in upheaval regarding her comments, but to be honest, there was nothing anyone could do to stop her.

But, it seemed that Leah did not share the same insight as you.

“She can't just go ‘round saying that.” She barked, hiding the Emirates logo as she crossed her arms in disapproval. “It's barmy, that's what it is.”

You were side by side in the change rooms. Leah was already in her kit, the Chelsea socks sticking out like a sore thumb. You were tugging up your shorts, your shirt yet to cover your sports bra. You sighed, having been hearing Leah go on for the best part of the morning.

“You shouldn't let it worry you, Lee.” You muttered, sorting through your bag, ignoring your girlfriend’s huff. “I don't think she meant any harm—”

“Well she did, didn't she?” She retorted.

You pulled your jersey off the hanger, slipping it on. “Leah, c’mon.”

“Why does she feel the need to talk about us, huh? She should be more worried about the amount of injuries on her team, not about what they do in their free time.”

“Leah, that's enough.” You snapped, your hands planted firmly on your hips. The blonde in front of you looked subtly started by your sudden change of demeanour. “Don't worry about it. It's not worth your time.”

You were currently faced with the nerves of the game, on top of other things like international duties, and the Olympics. To have Leah in this mood, in such a critical time like this, was not only overwhelming but downright anxiety-inducing.

Leah didn't answer you. Instead, she tied her laces and crossed the room, exiting into the tunnel for kick-off. This gave you a few minutes to breathe, to centre yourself. You weren't starting, but your nerves were rising by the time you took your seat next to Alessia.

As soon as the game started, it was clear that Chelsea had it covered. Alessia joked that it was the socks, but you could see by the look on Lee’s face that she was fuming from something other than the odd black that covered her shin pads. You warmed up along the sideline, carrying Caitlin’s bug by your side when you saw her growing restless near Frida.

Unlike the rest of your teammates, you bit their nails at the painful game in front of them, you tried to hone your focus on keeping Bug’s hood down, making her giggle instead of wince at the tackles Caitlin was receiving.

You had been benched for the past few games, your hamstring giving you grief over training. But you were anticipating Jonas to call you over. You waited for the flick of his hand, wanting to make things right on the pitch.

The second-half whistle couldn't have come slower. The starting eleven were frustrated, angry, and quiet when entering the changing rooms, an eerie aura lingering inside. You held onto Bug all the way until Caitlin took over, trudging over to Viv, who happily took the girl up to the stands to watch. Jonas had told you and Emily that you’d be put on, so you were preparing yourself for what was to come.

You tried not to interact with Leah. It was an unspoken rule that unless it was personal, it was not to be said directly, especially when you were losing. But the blonde was leaning nearer to you the closer you were meant to be out on the pitch once more. She made the effort to tug at the hem of your shorts, and hold both your shoulders as she stood behind you, listening to the plan for the rest of the game. You pushed your back into her chest, letting her hug you from behind. She squeezed affectionately, and you noticed the subtle unravelling of her tense shoulders. Her features smoothed when she found out you were replacing Victoria in the midfield, and she made sure to hold your hand as you walked back into the stadium.

“You're doing great, Lee.” You managed to say, hoping that your substitution would be before the sixtieth minute. “Just be careful near the wing. It's very congested and you should wait for the midfield to sort it, alright?”

Leah cared deeply about her career and strived for greatness in all that she did. There was nothing that she couldn't achieve without perfection in her eyes. Many people said that you would bring her down to Earth, and remind her that mistakes are human. But there was only so much you could do, and you found that simply telling the girl that she was making the right decisions, treating her softly, was a tactic no game plan could ever beat.

You were about to find your way down the sidelines, getting ready to finish your warm-up before you were subbed on. Both teams had started filing out of their respected halftime seminars, Chelsea looking as confident as ever. Arsenal were sauntering out with much determination, the spite and inherent desire for justice spewing from the gunner’s crowd. Leah and you were near the entrance of the tunnel, standing on the edge of the field in what seemed like your own personal bubble.

Jonas had taken a seat near the rest of the officials, but Chelsea’s Emma Hayes was standing not far from where the two of you stood, skimming her surroundings vaguely without giving too much away. You could feel the irritation radiating off Leah as soon as the woman was in your sight. You both knew the coach was trying to look at you, without it being bitterly obvious, but it seemed to make the tension rise all the more. Your girlfriend found solace in kissing your forehead, running her hands down your sides painstakingly slow. You felt your cheeks go red, the blush filming over your face when Hayes’ eyes darted away.

“Leah.” You warned her wandering hands, squirming in the taller girl’s potent grip around your hips.

You pulled taunt against her, sighing when she loosened. She ignored your scolding look. A smirk was aligned on her lips, threatening to spill the cocky remarks relieving her lips. You watched her run over to the rest of the team, a meek smile matching hers.

God, you couldn't wait to go home.

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A/N — again, sorry it's really short but I wanted to put something out xxxxxx

[wosowrites]

WOSO MASTERLIST

-Leah Williamson

Legacy’s Daughter

International Break

I’ll Take Care Of You

Hot Tub Tease Part 1

Hot Tub Tease Part 2

Hot Tub Tease Part 3

Under the Surface

Starting a New Streak

Clothing Swap

Stop the Teasing but don’t Stop

-Jessie Fleming

I can be your New Home Part 1

I can be your New Home Part 2

I can be your New Home Part 3

Winter Olympian

All Tatted Up Part 1

All Tatted Up Part 2

Running out of Time

Are You Jealous?

Canadian Wonders

Media Day

Our Story

Goalkeeper

They’re gone now

Kissing Strangers

In Front of the Camera

In Front of the Camera part 2

In the End

Against All Odds

For Her Safety

Moose

-Jill Roord

Mama & Mommy

One Shot

The Two Roord’s

-Mapi León

The Girl in the Bleachers

New Fear Unlocked

Collision Madness

-Vivianne Miedema

Always Here

They Know

Sick for you

-Alexia Putellas

The Jacket

Award Night

Mama Putellas

One Time Won’t Hurt

-Guro Reiten

Us Always

I Had To

Into the Closet

-Jordan Nobbs

Loosing Control

Back with Her

Miles Difference

-Kristie Mewis

The Confidence she Needed

Soft for Her

-Katie Mccabe

Her Clumsy Girl

Yellow Card Madness

Kids and Katie

-Sam Kerr

Not so Champs

Even Protectors Break Down

-Ona Batlle

Comfort Spaniard

Tattoo Tour

Don’t Let Me Go

Good Girl

-Lauren Hemp

Soft for Her

-Erin Cuthbert

Saving the Game

-Niamh Charles

Smitten for you

-Caroline Graham Hansen

Going Through It

Going Through It Part 2

-Entire Teams

Cool Heart, Hot Headed (Lionesses)

Sleeper (Man United)

-Patri Guijarro

Greece and Wives

-Gio Queiroz

Little Does He Know

-Alessia Russo

Sun Through the Curtains

-Platonic fics

Pernille Harder and Magda Eriksson

Pernille Harder and Magda Eriksson

[etherealstar-writes]

I WANNA BE YOURS | WOSO X READER | PT 14

pairings: woso x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: fourteen

part one here

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you guys back me up here

lotte y/n absolutely not

neev oooh what's gotten lotte acting like this

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ so i made this insane connection yeah lotte is literally a female tom holland but miss wubben-moy here is denying it

the REAL karate kid huh?

mccard hold on you might be onto something here

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

LOOOK it's not the best photo to compare from but tell me i ain't the only who sees it

stairway OMG

brightness oh yeah i'm seeing it

stephy YESSS it's the side profile

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ exactly!!

meado that is insane

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ seeee lotte! i meant it as a compliment when i said you look like tom holland's twin

elton changed lotte's name to tom holland's twin

tom holland's twin

neev

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ 😔😔

tom holland's twin niamh do i need to remind you of this afternoon at the beach? because i will

hempo oooh i wanna know what happeneddd

daly

stairway WAIT YOU GUYS WENT TO THE BEACH?! AND DIDN'T INVITE ME

the REAL karate kid that is so sad we must've completely forgotten about you

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG YESS I HAVE AMAZING PHOTOS TO SHARE

neev Y/N NO

tom holland's twin Y/N YES

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

this one and jessie were STRUGGLING for an hour trying to place their mats 😭😭 it was so funny

flaming hot STOPPP DONT REMIND ME

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

and miss fleming here even gave me the bird guys she's not as innocent as she looks

flaming hot oh shut up y/n

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ you're just sour that the wind loved me

flaming hot yeah i really am

the imposter aka y/n ❤️

i'm justfdghjkem ehyu tyuiolkjehsyuikmdrnh

willybum um y/n you good?

elton are you having a stroke rn?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ sorry y/n's a bit busy rn

neev WHERE'S Y/N MY BAE AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ if you want to see her alive again i'm gonna need y'all to venmo me 10k each

stairway 10k?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ is that too much for you?

stairway oh no no it was just surprising how you didn't go for one 1 million like everyone usually does

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh well i guess if you want it that way then 1 million each from y'all

willybum STANWAY WTH

neev had to open that big mouth of yours

ona we'll save y/n just what is this venmo and how do i venmo you money?

elton i mean do we have to ..... she'll be fineee

neev you know what how about 1 m for y/n toone will pay for it on behalf of us all

elton HUH excuse you i ain't venmoing anyone a million dollars i'm positive i don't even have a hundred dollars in my bank account

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ wow glad to know how much i'm worth 😔

ona y/n! you're okay! do i still have to venmo for your safety?

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ oh no no don't worry about it ona you're too sweet for this world 🥺 kyra and charli were being jerks and snatched my phone and ran away

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ added kyra and cha cha

kyra aw man you ruined the fun 😔 i could've earned some money

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ nahhh ona's too precious to be scammed by you but i mean ella on the other hand ....

elton OI

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ OMG HOW MANY SELFIES DID YOU TWO TAKE ON MY PHONE?!

cha cha just enough 😁

stephy i was dreading when the three of you would meet up as if we don't already have enough chaos in this groupchat

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ stephyyy why would you think that 😔

cha cha honestly

kyra

the REAL karate kid 😭😭

willybum HELP

cha cha HAHA I LOVE THIS PLS

stephy

kyra WOAH WOAH WOAH

stephy

kyra

cha cha HELP YOU BEAT KYRA WITH MEMES I CANT BELIEVE THIS

the imposter aka y/n ❤️ HAHAHA STEPH YOU ICONIC LEGEND I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

i don't even know what the hell this is anymore 😭😭 but i hope you enjoyed this nonsense

part fifteen here

[pixiesfz]

this isnt really a request with an idea but please more jessie 😭🙏

Killing two birds with one stone I am here, I got a request for a jersey swap fic so here we go!

jersey swap? j.f

plot: you and Jessie have always had on field tension but one game when you ask to swap jerseys, she finally makes a move.

warning: smut, obviously I like writing a dom Jessie 🤫. Let’s pretend Sam wasn’t injured for the Canada vs australia match, bi-sexual reader! (Taking inspo from this one tik tok I saw about Lia Walti which made me cackle)

Some matches were more interesting than others you had realised in your second year in of playing at arsenal wether it was against Chelsea or you were playing with the Matilda’s for your national teams.

Nothing had changed within the games except for the fans, since the World Cup people started to know your name and your whole life story but what they loved most of all was seeing you on the pitch with Jessie.

Wether it was Chelsea vs Arsenal or Australia bs Canada the fans loved watching your interactions and your team mates did to.

It was your Australian captain who always whispered jokes into your ear that took the most pleasure out of the two of you.

“I love Canada” you admitted as your team sat on the ferry “why it’s cold” Hayley shivered from behind you “but it’s just so cozy” you smiled as you cuddled into yourself.

“Is that why your always tackling Jessie, cause she’s cozy” Sam teased as she shook your shoulders “no” you said “I tackle her cause she’s good and she’s too nice to tackle me back” you said with a small smile and Sam and Hayley laughed.

“No but seriously what is it between you two whenever you play” Mary asked as she came over “Oh my little Mary, my young prodigy” you started and she rolled her eyes

“Y/n seriously I want to know, I’m also not that young I’m three years younger than you”

“Exactly you’re an infant”

You smirked but gave her an option to lean onto your should “I’m actually not sure how we started it” you admitted “we both had our debuts for Chelsea and Arsenal on the same day and were put on each other we both wanted to make an impact I guess”

“You made an impact all right, two yellow cards” Sam laughed “You’ve had this tension ever since, even when you were dating that Tom guy” she said.

You hid your head as you looked down remembering why the relationship failed, you couldn’t admit you were not sexually attracted to Jessie and he left, funny since later you had found out he had cheated on you with a girl who had been on 2 episodes of love island.

“Yeah well I’m not dating him anymore so” you trailed off and the three girls nodded “Do you think the tension will ever ease off?” Mary asked and Hayley laughed “I think once they finally sleep together-“

“Hayley!” You scolded her “what?” She shrugged “it’s true, even the fans can see it” she defended herself as you scoffed “do you even remember the World Cup!?” she practically now yelled

“Both of your hands were practically around each other when you were on the ball” she said and you laughed “sorry if I just wanted to get possession of the ball so we could score goals”

“We pass with our feet not our hands y/n/n” Mary said and you closed her mouth “hush little one” you said quickly and she shook her head out of your grasp.

“Admit to me you’re not sexually attracted to Jessie Fleming”

“I’m not attracted to Jessie Fleming”

“Now I thought your New Year’s resolution was to stop lying” Sam stepped in and you threw your head back “No you know what I’m going to be nice” you said

“At the game I’m going to ask to switch jerseys as an act of kindness” you smiled and Hayley rolled her eyes “that’s not what I would do” she warned and you shook your head

“Trust me it will work, we will be best friends by the time you know it”

“So you won’t mark her on the pitch?” Sam asked

“Do you want us to lose Samantha?” you shot back and she laughed “anyways” you said standing up “I see Mini standing alone so I’m gonna make sure Kyra hasn’t accidentally fallen off the ferry and drowned”

You ended up finding the girl in the captains area with a bawl of lollies in her hand.

“Don’t tell Katrina”

When you finally made your way to the stadium later the next day you grimaced at the floor “fake grass” you groaned and Polks laughed at you “not a laughing matter” you said and walked into the rooms.

You felt the stadium grow as Canadian watches and a few lucky Australian fans made their way into their seats.

You were tying up your boots when you felt a presence behind you “hey skipper” you laughed as Sam sat next to you “I just wanna say no reds” she said “I know they’re out for blood since World Cup okay and I don’t want a pissy Jessie coming back to Chelsea”

“No reds got it, what about a yellow?” You asked with a cheeky smile “I’ll allow one” she said and you acted like a two year old who got told they can get ice cream.

You both laughed and Sam pushed you out “cmon idiot”.

In the line up, you were out the front behind Ellie when you felt eyes burning into your head, you knew it was Jessie so when you turned around and saw her you just smirked which made her roll her eyes and look back at her team.

“Cheeky” Hayley said from behind you and you just shrugged your shoulders.

You went to your mark on the field where Jessie was as she looked concentrated “stop frowning Jessie it will give your face lines” you told her and she looked back at you “are you talking from experience or?” She questioned as she looked at your forehead and you laughed.

“Let’s just play for now okay and then you can think about my facial features later”

The game wasn’t different than usual, you and Jessie were on each other hot, whenever one of you had the ball the other was quick to try and get you down or stop you from a long kick.

You were a bit more touchier with the legs though as One time you nut-megged her own ball through her feet “come on” she complained as she was to far behind you to stop your assist to Sam’s goal.

You turned to Jessie “you know I can take a tackle Fleming” you teased and she crossed your head at you “Just play the game y/l/n” she said and you smirked from next to her “I seem to be the only person who is”.

Jessie was rough after that, she knew she couldn’t let you get away with anything else, so next time you had the ball she was quick to kick out from under your ankle as you hit the ground, accidentally taking her down with you, automatically you turned over on top of Jessie and you watched the ref walk over to you and the Canadian.

You looked down at the brunette who was still on the floor “did I get into your head?” You whispered before sitting up and reaching your hand out for Jessie to use but she got up herself causing you to roll your eyes and shrug it off.

The red pulled out a yellow for Jessie who shook her head “Still winning” she reminded you with a smirk and you smirked back “ooh she’s coming out of her shell”.

When the game finally finished and Canada came on top you shook all the players hands, lingering on Jessie’s before you joined some of the girls on a lap.

You saw a sign that made you laugh

Australia vs Canada

Nah.

Fleming vs y/l/n!

You smiled as you looked for Jessie and found her with her captain who was having her send off.

“Fleming!” You called out to her and she turned around with furrowed brows “what?” she asked and you smirked “come look at this” you said and turned your head back.

She followed you to the sign and also chucked a smile at it as people quickly grabbed their phones to take pictures of the two of you smiling at the sign as you laughed at each other.

You saw Hayley looking at you with a knowing look in the corner of your eyes before you remembered “Wait Jess” you said before she left, not realising the nick name you let out “yeah” she said “I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to swap Jerseys, last game after all before we face each other off in Olympic hopefully” you asked and Jessie’s cheeks blushed “yeah sure, need some more in my collection honestly”

Your heart raced as you saw the Canadian take off her top, you secretly took a look at her abs as she did so, you don’t know why you waited until she took hers completely off before you took yours off until you hear a whistle from the crowd you laughed and took yours off.

Jessie’s blush grew as she took no shame in staring at your body and your waist.

“Nice tattoo” she muttered as you held your shirt out for her, looking down you looked at your flower tattoo under your sports bra “thanks got it for my mum” you smiled and she gave you hers.

“Ready for the photos” you smirked and she nodded.

When you put them on you heard some fans scream out and you both turned around, you in front of Jessie as she saw her name on your back.

She lingered before stepping next to you and you smiled for some photos before a professional photographer came and you smiled again, one photo where Jessie was looking at you.

You both parted ways after as Jessie kept her eyes on you, pupils diluted as Sam went up to her “good game” she said and Jessie kept her eyes glued onto you and your back.

“She’s staying at the Grand Heir Hotel” she smirked before smacking her Chelsea team mate on the back and walking off with a smile.

You got some shit from the team when you walked in with Jessie’s shirt on, especially from your Arsenal team mates who were whisper shouting.

Sam walked over to you where your cheeks were blushing “I may have told Jessie where your staying” she admitted and you widened your eyes “why?” You asked and she shrugged her shoulders “just cause” she said and walked away.

“Samantha!” You called but she walked away.

You couldn’t help the smile that crossed your face as you turned back to your cubby.

You had showered when you got home and hanged Jessie’s shirt up in the open wardrobe so you could still see it as you lied on your bed.

It was about 10:00 when a knock on your door started. Furrowing your brows you got up and opened it to see a slightly puffed out Jessie Fleming.

“Do you know how hard it was to figure out which room was yours?” She asked out of breath “I’m sorry?” You replied and she nodded “you should be” she said as she made her way in.

“Jessie-“ “call me Jess” she cut you off “what?” You asked and she nodded “I liked it” she said “when you called me Jess”

You smiled “okay Jess” you repeated “what are you doing here?” You asked and she looked around until she found her shirt in your wardrobe and grabbed it and threw it to you “put it back on” she said as she stepped closer to you “excuse me?” You asked and she repeated again.

“Jess I’m in my pajamas I don’t have a bra on” you admitted and she smirked “put it on” she repeated and you grew hot.

fuck she looked hot right now, you thought to yourself as she looked down at you.

“Don’t act like you didn’t hear me” she whispered into your ear and you tried not to shudder at her words. “Do it for me” you whispered back as you looked into her hungry eyes, her pupils were dilated and you were sure yours were too.

Jessie gripped the edge of your white T-shirt before grazing her fingers underneath and hitting your bare skin but she kept eye contact.

“I want you to know that I’m going to fuck you, giving me that yellow today and egging me on, I’m not letting that pass today” she said as she grabbed your waist under your top and pulled you closer to her so that your lips were practically touching.

The feeling in between your legs was aching, you needed her.

“Take off my top Fleming” you told her before you stepped back, getting bing her room.

She smirked before grabbing the ends of your shirt and pulling it over your head, looking at your boobs before lightly pressing on them them “you’re beautiful” she said as she kissed on them, leaning your head back you groaned and she tugged on your nipple.

“No noise until my name is on your back” she ordered and you nodded “so loud on the pitch but I can make you silent with just one touch” she cooed and you closed your eyes out of pleasure, trying to not make any noise.

When Jessie pulled your arms up and slipped her jersey over your head you bit your lip and looked down at the jersey.

“Did you know I’d react like this? She taunted as she planted kissed on your neck “Did you know that I’d want to fuck your smirk out of you” she planted more “Did you know that sitting on top of me in the middle of the game would make want to kiss you right then and there” she taunted as she sucked on your skin, marking you.

“Jessie” you muttered out in pleasure as she walked you to the bed and through you on the mattress. You were so wet you didn’t know if she could see it through your grey tracksuit pants or not.

“We’re keeping to top on” she said as she leaned over the op of you and finally brought her lips to yours and kissed you, you let her take dominance of the kiss as her hands roamed your body until they reached your pants.

She looked at you for permission and you nodded “I need your words y/n” she said and you looked at her “yes”

“yes what?” Jessie taunted and you squirmed under her touch as she traveled her hand from your waist and teasingly down your pants without touching your pussy which you craved.

“yes please fuck me with your finger, mouth anything” you groaned out and Jessie smirked.

She returned her lips to yours before she grabbed the edge of your pants and slid them down, her moth following her as she kept them on you, trailing kisses along the jersey and until she hit your undies.

“Lace” she smiled “did you know I was coming?” She asked “I may have gotten a hint” you admitted and Jessie moved her hands up to squeeze your butt as she jerked your body up towards her,

“My favourite colour is blue” she fainted as she played with your blue lace underwear “too bad I have to take them off” she said as she blew on to your pussy and you moaned.

You were pulsing, searching for any friction.

Jessie slowly pulled your underwear down before she spread your legs apart and slid a finger through your folds.

“So wet, just for me” she said before leaning in and pressing her tongue through you, making you throw your head back and your back arch which she responded with putting her hand on your stomach and pushing you down so you couldn’t move.

She kept on going until you started moaning her name “Jessie- Jessie fuck keep going” you whimpered as she shot her head up, her chin covered in your juices.

“Turn around” she ordered and you did and she walked away “Jess” you nurtured and she walked back up to you “I’m not leaving don’t worry” she assured you and pressed her lips into yours as you tasted yourself.

She walked away as you heard her rummage through her bag she brought with her, you smiled to yourself as you saw the glimpse of the strap she held in her hands before stepping into it.

“Who’s name is on your back?” She asked you, her voice darker than usual “yours” you muttered out before she tapped your entrance with her cock “but louder than that baby, who’s name is on your back?” She asked again

“Yours” you moaned out louder and she slapped your ass making you whimper “exactly” she said before pushing in to your entrance.

“Fuck Jessie” you screamed out her name as she grew her paste wuick almost giving you no time to adjust.

“New question” she said as she moaned, the strap rubbing against her clit as she thrusted into you.

“Who’s cock is going to make you cum?” She asked as she somehow went quicker making you moan out in pleasure, your hair was up in a pony tail so she grabbed on to the end of your hair and pulled you back so your face was reaching the roof.

“That wasn’t an answer” she said and you closed your eyes “Yours Jessie, your cock” you whimpered out and she let go of your hair.

“You going to come with me” she demanded and you nodded “make me cum” you whined and she went in Harder and pressed you down more into the mattress.

It wasn’t long until you felt a coil in your stomach “Oh fuck, I’m bout to come” you repeated and you heard Jessie’s whimpers “me too, come with me” she said and you both let out moans as you came together and rides out your highs together.

You both stayed there until Jessie slowly pulled out and slowly rubbed her fingers over her last name on your back.

She then helped you go on your back as she leaned down and kissed you softly.

“Can we do that again?”