#Leroy sane imagine

[gnabries]

it would be the funniest thing. but imagine: immediate interviews with the players that got subbed off 💀💀

THE CHAOS!!!! THE DRAMA!!!!

[realmadridfamily]

Kylian Mbappe : “You’re not alone. We are with you & we support you Vini.”

Bukayo Saka : “We are with you brother ✊🏿”

Jules Kounde : “Discriminatory insults should not be tolerated or justified. To say that a player's behavior can provoke racist reactions is to shift the debate. We must focus on solutions because the problem is unfortunately recurrent and tarnishes the image of this League. This is certainly the fact of a minority but that does not make it more acceptable. Are these people deeply racist or do they act only in order to destabilize? Hard to say. But one thing is certain, words matter and actions have consequences. These behaviors are punishable by law. Stadium banning would be all too easy. What sanctions exist beyond football? Are they actually applied? Are they sufficient? Can we imagine more educational and general interest measures? Ignorance is the worst evil, but it can be cured. I remain convinced that everyone is able to reflect on their past behavior, to take stock of the harm it has caused and to change for the better. All my support Vini.”

Kalidou Koulibaly : “No to racism!”

Jérôme Boateng : “NO TO RACISM! Stay strong Vini 🖤✊🏿 !”

Leroy Sane : “We’re in this together. Stary strong Vini ✊🏿”

Jadon Sancho : ��We are all behind you brother!❤️“

Raheem Sterling : “Time and time again. Enough is enough. We all stand with you brother ❤️”

Lewis Hamilton : “Standing with you Vini ❤️”

[stormoflina]

https://www.tumblr.com/stormoflina/740346026556260352/i-really-like-tattoos-i-think-tattoos-really-suit

richarlison and vini’s back tattoos are the cringiest things ever. at least vini’s tattoo artist was good and vini didn’t get his literal teammate’s face on his back (richarlison got neymar on his back like at least allow him to retire first) 💀 face tattoos are a big NO

i also have to mention hendo’s thigh tattoo of a trophy. it’s the only tattoo i’ve noticed on his body? anyways. the placement is absolutely horrendous and i wonder why on earth hell he got it 😭

i just remembered leroy sane’s back tattoo too nooo 😭

yo not me actually getting mad at what others choose to scribble on their bodies 🤣

but fr some of these men would look way better without tattoos imo

Imagine Neymar impregnates Richarlison's gf or something, now that's gonna be hella awkward. With the rate Neymar is going, who knows what might happen. 😅

Hendo's tattoo wouldn't be bad, but yeah the placement is not it. It's even funnier how he was supposed to get it done with Trent, but his mom didn't let him. 😭😭😭 All for the better tho.

Haha, I get it, some are just really so awful. You would think with the money they have they would at least get them done nicely.

[goretzkastits]

"I think... objectively...."

nah

It is in the eye of the beholder, truly. Neither Hummels nor Sommer do anything for me, a straight woman. I think Kramer is weirdly attractive sometimes, other times just weird looking. Same with Neuer, and Goretzka, and Gnabry. One person I can't imagine anyone finding ugly is Leroy Sane, apart from his horrible horrible back tattoo.

Congratulations on being a straight woman that's not into Mats Hummels

[nuestraluzdelaluna]

✦:˒ bayern masterlist ◞⁺☆．

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✎ who i write for

ღ players i love writing for

✦:˒ smut

↯ angst

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˗ˏˋ leon goretzka ´ˎ˗

✦:˒ celebration

daddy’s voice

warm enough for your winter day? ↯

╰┈➤ warm enough for my winter day

do you think it’s easy being of the jealous kind?

kinder Bueno

own little family

facetime

✦:˒ phonesex

✦:˒ smug

✦:˒ cockwarming

✦:˒ jersey

✦:˒ massage

pain

lullaby

the ex

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pregnant

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˗ˏˋ jamal musiala ´ˎ˗

! no smut !

first meeting

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˗ˏˋ benjamin pavard ´ˎ˗

first anniversary

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˗ˏˋ serge gnabry ´ˎ˗

✦:˒ brat

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[footballerimaginess]

You’re Hiding Something From Me Part 2

You’re Hiding Something From Me Part 1 This is part 2 of this because I really loved writing the first one.  Word Count: 771 Taglist: @meteora-fc​ @thestarofthesea​ @lawsandother​ (Let me know if you want to be added to the list!) “What do you mean wow?” you asked Leroy once you showed him the positive pregnancy test. “what do you want me to say babe? I would have rather you told me than instead you kept it to yourself and I would have loved to be here as you took the test on your own.“ Leroy said. “Sorry Le. I really didn’t mean too babe. I am so scared, I needed to take the rest to reassure myself. I honestly don’t what you to get upset with me. This is something so big for me. Please I don’t want us to argue” You pleaded him. “I’m sorry babe, it’s just a huge shock. I really didn’t expect you to say you were pregnant. But that’s the situation we are currently in right now” he said as he grabbed you for a cuddle. You laid with him for a cuddle. “I know it is going to be okay I am so excited for baby Sane. I am sorry that you have been feeling rubbish. I am sure the sickness and that will go soon. I am going to be the best daddy, I will be able to help you the whole way through this" you laughed at him. “Thanks. Now let me just rest and forget about what had happened this evening. I want to have a bath and I will start in the morning going to the doctors” Leroy nodded as you pulled way from his grip as you went upstairs. You come up and filled the bath up steaming hot. Filling it up with lots of bubbles. This was really going to help you as you were really stressed with the whole announcement to Leroy. This was really very much needed. Once you have come out of the bath, you saw Leroy sitting on the bed. “Nice bath baby” you nodded as you wrapped yourself up in a dressing gown. “You look cute, now lets get snuggled up in bed. I fancy making you some hot chocolate” he smiled. “No I am not that interested in hot chocolate. I have a fear that it will make me extremely sick. So I think I will just have some water or something” you smiled as he nodded heading downstairs to get some drinks. “Here we go babe” he passed you the bottle of water. “Thank you. If I can get an appointment for the midwife/doctors tomorrow. Will it be possible if you came with me or are you not able to? Obviously depending on the timing of the appointment” you asked him as you got comfy in bed. You were really hoping that you had a good night sleep as you hadn’t had too much sleep considering how rubbish you had been feeling before finding out you were pregnant. The night had passed. “Morning baby” Leroy smiled as you sipped your water. “Morning” you grinned at him, before heading to the bathroom to brush your teeth. “How are you feeling?” Leroy asked. “I’m okay, feeling a little sicky. But nothing to bad. I’ll ring the doctors now, see if I can get an appointment" you told him as he went for a shower. You finally booked a midwife appointment. It was due when Leroy was going to get some physio, so he was unable to come with you. You got yourself ready and made yourself look a lot better. Looking much more presentable, trying not to look too unwell which you were currently feeling. You headed to the doctors, realising how many people where in here, kind of made you freak out. Hoping you didn’t recognise anybody “Hello Y/N” the doctor says as you walked in and sat down. “What can I help you with today?” He asked you. “I have just found out I am pregnant.” You say. “Congratulations, know how many weeks?” You shook your head. “Okay want to lay on the bed and I can get the scanner and ultrasound you” he nodded, before leaving the room. He come back in the room with the ultrasound scanner. “Lift your shirt up for me please” he said as you lifted it up. “This will be very cold” he said as he looked at the screen and saw what looks like a baby. “See that, small dot in the middle?” You nodded. “That is your baby growing, you are currently 4 weeks pregnant. Shall I print this scan out for you” you nodded. "Thank you so much" you smiled. As you got to your car, you looked at the scan. Couldn't take your eyes off of it. This was really happening now.

[fussball-imaginesz]

she’s different

words:very little,it took 15 minutes to write it

warnings:none

player:anyone

She is so different.Other girls have thousands of makeup,she has thousands of jerseys.Other girls love shopping,she would rather be at a football match.Other girls love romantic comedies where they cry their hearts out.She loves horror movies where she would laugh her heart out at him screaming like a little baby.He loves her.Just because she’s not a normal girl.Just because she screams and curses the referee on his matches like his ex didn’t.Just because she would be with the die hard fans at stands rather than in VIP seats. She knows she can’t control her loud screams and curses towards the ref while other WAGs are there.So she is going to stands.Not in any stands.The ‘north’ stands.Craziest.True fans who would die for the team go there.She maybe is a girl,but very popular from stands to have a fiery temper and to say meanest things to referees.So right now,he’s with his team.In front of those stands.Looking directly in her eyes.They just won.They just won Champions League.She was crying,wearing no makeup she could ruin,clutching the material of his jersey on her chest and looking at the sky, both crying and laughing.He looked at his teammates.They are crying too.Everybody’s happy.Just not him.He has a transfer offered to one of best places on Earth.He wants to go. He told his coach he was thinking about it, begging him not to tell anyone yet.He knew she would love it.It was in the city of her dreams.He speaks that language and so does she.He knows the guys from the team well,some from the national team.He was looking up at the sky,thinking of how he could tell her,the girl in the stands that he was ready to propose any moment,that she will never see him in the color of jersey that is on him currently again?She was a baby when she got her first jersey.She is practically taught to love only one team.His team.So how does he tell her?

“You don’t”he stopped looking at the sky, turning to his teammate,he knows that he knows,it’s the look in his eyes.

“I know”

“There is only one solution”he patted him.

“I know..To stay.”

He really likes it here.God,why was he thinking he could do this?

“And the only option”he continued,his teammate trying to hide happiness by just nodding and walking away.

He doesn’t .

He stays.

Until the end.

And marries her,of course.

If it wasn’t her,he would have been at plane to destination of his new club right now.But no.

He will put that ring on her finger.

[starlightseb]

Masterlist ✨

Trent Alexander Arnold  cuddles and cake

Hector Bellerin be my valentine?

Paulo Dybala pregnancy cravings

Dele parenthood practice  life in the fast lane

Eric Dier black heels

Eden Hazard daddy’s little girl

Jesse Lingard dear diary

Ruben Loftus-Cheek I Couldn’t Be More In Love

Kylian Mbappe breathe me  sunflowers

Marcus Rashford rivalries aside jealousy

Leroy Sane crying in the club

((last updated: 25/07/19)))

[footballimagines]

Requested: Yes Anon: Can you please write a Leroy Sané imagine where he and his best friend are at his house listening to music and going through old pictures and somehow the topic of conversation lands on their first kiss. Then, his best friend tells him she's never french kissed anyone before and he jokingly offers to teach her but she agrees with it and he does and it turns to smut and then cuddling and they reveal their feelings for each other 😍 Sorry if this is a little too much, thank you ☺️ N/A: Also the gif is not mine, if it's yours I am sorry that I am using it without your permission I am sorry. Also, I already said that I don't smut, so I am sorry about that.

Beter later than never. - Leroy Sané

One thing about being a shy girl during our whole childhood and teenage years was boys. To a girl like that the worst of it all was boys. Sweaty, gross boys. But there was one that she liked to have in her life, the only boy since their childhood, the boy that sat down next to her on the bench and said nothing until she left, only to say "Tomorrow I will ask your name", just that simple promise, and then they became friends. So it was hard only having one guy friend while we grew up, but Leroy was always there for her, she was the stars to is moon, they were like siblings growing up, until they reached their teenage years, where he started to notice girls, and she grew a pair of boobs, then after that their feelings were the same, but she was shy and he was with his head was only on football and other girls that weren't almost looking like her, any girl, that didn't had long wavy dark hair, or hazel eyes, or hourglass shaped figure, those girls were out of the equation.

So when he started playing football and she started going to college, they didn't broke apart, they weren't like those friends that you see that stop talking to each other, they talked every day. It started getting harder when he moved to Manchester City, but still she would visit. So she was there, in his apartment in Manchester, listening to music, him joking around when he watched her holding a book since she was in the last year of college. He took the book from her hands and sat next to her on the ground while his phone was playing music on the background.

- This is one of the reasons you never had a boyfriend. - he sighs - You need to live a little, I can introduce you to Bernardo? Or maybe Gabriel? - Yeah please continue mocking your best friend. - she cross her arms looking at him. - Did you ever kissed a boy? I mean, I left 2 years ago, so in that time did you? Because I never saw you with a boy. - I never had the time. Now give me the book. - I can teach you. - he said putting the book down - How to kiss. - You're an idiot. - Thats what I thought. - he laughed. - You know what? - she said looking at him - Fine, teach me how you make girls crazy with just a kiss. - she said sarcastic.

She looks at his eyes when he struggles with himself if she was saying the truth or just joking. But he got on his knees making his way towards her, it was now or never. He puts his hands on her cheeks watching as she leans aganist the warm touch, when their lips touch he smiles into the kiss moving closer to her body since she didn't tried to push him away or even punch him for kissing her. When he noticed both of them were breathless he pulled back and just bite his lip watching her just staring at him watching in her eyes what he always hoped he would find, love towards him like he felt for her.

- I wanted to do that for so long. - he whispers leaning his forehead against hers. - Really? - Yeah, ever since you grew boobs. - he laughs. - Way to ruin the moment. - she laughs with him, kissing him again - Beter later than never.

[the1beautifulgame]

Face The Strange.

This is something I’ve never done before: I wrote a sequel! This is part to of Baby Dream featuring Leroy Sané. I hope y’all enjoy!

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The door to the Manchester City locker room burst open and I whirled around, expecting my husband. To my relief, it was just Raheem, who came to indicate that practice was over. “You good?”, he asked and quickly helped me put away the trash I'd left on the floor. “Yes.” I happily looked at my work. I'd brought about thirty balloons in all possible colours to the locker room, and distributed them all over the room. Along with them, I also hung up some ribbons, and on the floor, I spelled out SURPRISE in wooden letters I'd found at a craft store. In front of the letters, I'd placed a little box with the actual surprise in it.

It had been one and a half years, since Leroy and I had agreed on waiting a few years before we had children. He'd been ready, but me not so much, and my darling husband had put my wishes before his own. I'd thought I'd need a lot more time, but after about a year, I found myself dreaming about having a child. I gave myself time, thinking back and forth, but I eventually came to the conclusion: I wanted a baby. Looking at Leroy, who got melancholy every time he held Kevin's son, he wanted it too. So I stopped taking birth control, without telling him. I wanted to surprise him.

Soon enough, my period was late. I waited a week, but when no blood came, I took a test and had it pink on white: I was pregnant. Immediately, I was overcome by a silent joy. Inside me was a part of Leroy, something we would share for the rest of our lives. At first, I wanted to tell him right away, but then I changed my mind. Instead I called Raheem, and we'd come up with the idea of surprising Leroy with the news after a practice. Now, Kevin was holding Leroy up, so his teammates had time to come to the locker room and watch the surprise unfold.

Raheem now set up the speaker and turned his phone on Changes by David Bowie. “Okay”, he said, as the first of his teammates came in the locker room and waved at me. They all knew about the surprise, so they behaved extraordinarily calm. “Don't forget the camera”, I reminded Raheem, and gave him my phone. He took it and I went to stand in the corner where Leroy wouldn't see me, when he walked in. Not even a minute passed, then it got quiet very suddenly, and I knew he was here.

“Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes / Turn and face the strange”, sang David Bowie, as we all waited for Leroy's reaction. But he seemed simply confused, as it remained quiet, apart from the music. “There's a surprise for you, man”, Kevin eventually remarked helpfully. “For me?”, I now heard Leroy. When he moved over to get the little box, I finally caught a glimpse of him. He had his back turned towards me, so he couldn't see me. Raheem was right in front of him, and the camera captured the moment when I walked up behind him and he took the news in.

Inside the the little box Leroy now opened, I'd placed a single blueberry, along with a note that said our baby is seven weeks. He looked up at Raheem with the camera, and I wished I could see his face. “Is this…”, he trailed off and looked at his teammates. Raheem moved his chin and motioned towards me. Leroy turned around and finally saw me. His eyes were wide, and a smile spread on his face. “Does that mean you're pregnant?”

Unable to speak, I just smiled widely and nodded. Disbelief was written all over his face. He looked down at the blueberry again and then back at me. His eyes were now moist. And then he placed the box on the floor and pulled me into his arms. “God I love you”, he said. “I love you so much.” His voice broke halfway through the second I love you, which caused my eyes to fill up with tears. His teammates clapped and cheered loudly, and Leroy leaned down to kiss me passionately.

It was a short, hot kiss, then he simply held my face in his hands and looked at me through tears. “You just made me the happiest man alive”, he confessed. One of his hands dropped down to my stomach and he rubbed it softly. I snuggled my face into his chest while tears of joy started running down my face. Very suddenly, he let go of me and dropped to his knees and moved my shirt up, so he could kiss the skin under which our tiny child was, barely the size of a blueberry. My hands flew up to my face as I laughed and cried at the sheer happiness that was overwhelming me.

“Oh stop sobbing, will you!”, Raheem ruined the moment insensitively. Immediately, Leroy was there to take me back into his arms. “Shut up!”, he scolded, but I could hear the smile when he spoke. “My girl is pregnant!” He made a sound, half laughing, half crying. “Guys, my wife is having my baby!” “I would be crying too if I had your baby!”, was Raheem's comment to this, but the rest of the guys, even Kevin, laughed at Leroy, who was still completely in awe.

“So are we supposed to keep it a secret?”, Kun asked over the general noise. I nodded and looked up at Leroy, knowing he'd want the same. “Yes please. I want to tell our parents first”, I said and felt him squeeze my shoulder. “We'll tell you as soon as it's open news”, he assured. Kevin snickered. “Then the whole world finally has proof that you had sex with her.”

“Okay, you can turn the camera off now!”, I said to Raheem and snatched my phone out of his hands, while the jokes and remarks took a dirty note. Only Vincent pitied me. He came over to hug me, and in my ear he whispered: “Congratulation my dear. You will be a wonderful mother.” I smiled and hugged him back. “Thank you. And sorry you have to put up with the bunch of them.” This sent him into loud laughter and he looked at his protégés. “Ah, they're something else.”

“Yes we are!”, Raheem sang and led Leroy back to me. “Here. Take care of your wife.” “Oh you bet I will”, he said and scooped me up into his arms. He leaned in and kissed me again, but I drew back after a few seconds. “I'm holding everyone up”, I said. He sighed but let me go. “Alright. Wait outside for me, okay? I'll hurry up.” I got on tiptoes and kissed him quickly. “Okay, see you in a bit.” When I was already half outside, I turned back around. “Oh and Raheem, thanks for offering to clean everything up, I really appreciate it”, I said, then I quickly slipped out of the locker room before he could protest.

While I was waiting for Leroy, I texted my mother and my mother in law to invite them and their husbands to stay with us sometime soon. I couldn't wait tell them about the baby. My hand dropped down to my stomach and I was once again filled with the joy that this little child already now brought to me. It wouldn't be just my husband and me anymore. We would be a family.

Leroy must've really hurried up, because he was back in five minutes, his curls still wet from the shower. In his hand, he held the little box with the note and the blueberry. “I love you”, he said immediately and kissed me, his lips warm and soft on mine. “I love you too”, I murmured and wrapped my arms around him. The world stood still for a moment as we held each other, the three of us. Eventually he pulled back a little and paused, his forehead pressed against mine. “And about the song you chose, I'm so ready to face the strange. As long as you're with me.” I giggled and hugged him tightly. “I'm not going anywhere.”

[footie-stuff-x]

Joshua: What’s the phobia of being murdered?

Manuel: Common sense????

Leroy: I don't think that's ever going to be applied to any situation of yours

[allaboutfutbol]

It was a long and tiring day for you. The lockdown was over and the lives of the people were slowly going back to normal. The shops were opening, restaurants were opening -slowly but steadily. You wish you were a child because schools weren't going to open anytime soon but universities ? Nope, they don't care if you live or die, you have to attend classes four days a week and submit assignments on time. Oh not to mention the midterm that was approaching at the end of the month.

Today was your first day back to university and boy, you hated it . You were panicking whenever someone came too close to you, whenever someone even sneezed nearby you, you were happy to see your friends but you didn't get to hug them, neither did they you. Wearing a mask all day was suffocating but you weren't going to take any risks about your health. Especially when there was someone living with you.

You didn't know how you'd made it back home after attending a two hour long class. You didn't remember getting back and throwing your jacket and shoes off and making a beeline straight for the bathroom. You were currently soaking in the bath after washing up yourself. Your skin was raw from all the scrubbing but you did what you had to. Lo-fi music was playing through the wireless speaker set up by the bathtub and it was all you needed to unwind and relax. You were humming along washing your body softly and touching yourself fleetingly.

You didn't even hear the front door open and close, neither did you see the shadow at the doorway till he poked his head in. You were too tired to react to his presence. He hadn't been to training because training together in groups was still forbidden. Where did had he been to ?

" I knew you'd be too tired after your first day back to uni, so I just grabbed us dinner", he smiled answering the question on your mind. He was holding up a packet of food from the place down the lane. Restaurants had opened last week and you were surprised he had waited that long before heading out and getting you two food.

Who would've thought that a professional footballer like him would even frequent a nearby food joint but there he was holding the food and smiling at you. It reminded you of how simple things used to be. Another time, it would be the two of you together in the bathtub, huddled together and enjoying each others presence. You two would discuss everything, ranging from how both of your days were to how he nutmegged his teammate during practice session or how you met a golden retriever in the park and played with it.

"You do look cozy there... " he said pointing at you in the tub. You hadn't even realized that your lips had morphed into a smile as you were thinking about the good old times.

"Well if you wanna get cozy before eating, then take a shower and only then can you join me in here . "you replied, holding back a smile. You didn't wanna fuel his ego but you didn't have to say it, that you missed him today. He knew, like he always did.

He knew how much you liked it when he massaged your neck while you two talked about your lives in the bathtub. He knew you needed it but wouldn't ask for it.

"Okay then, I'll take a quick shower and join you."

"You better get in before it gets cold then", you laid back against the side and relaxed.

Things have changed but that doesn't bother you much because you know that you have him by your side. You were grateful for all of the things you had; a roof over your head, food on the plate , friends and family who were safe and most importantly him. As long as you had these, you knew you were safe and sound. You were in your safe place. ♥

Hey, anyone who's reading this.

I created this side blog to write about my favorite players and teams, like a year ago. I haven't written in a while but I felt like I needed to pen this down and get back to writing in general.

I didn't write for someone in particular so feel free to imagine your favourite and yourself :)

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this! ✨

I literally wrote after a year :D

[fabioquartararhoe]

Leroy Sané's agent: "Leroy would be an absolute highlight for Bayern and the Bundesliga, both in human and in football terms. I can assure you that he will come back in top form after his injury. He's mentally and physically ready for the highest level of play." [Plettigoal]

[macybeckham7]

having a baby w Leroy???

And you both were trying to get pregnant for a few months before you actually fell pregnant. You kept it between the two of you for the first two months, just enjoying having a little secret, as you could just share the excitement like you were in your own little bubble. You started to tell people when the scan was healthy, everyone was so excited for you both. Everyone commented at how much you glowed. Leroy was so supported always making sure you were comfortable, he woke up at stupid o clock and brought you food that you were craving, giving you back and feet massages when you were aching. He held you at night when you woke up after a horrible nightmare and comforted you when you cried about something stupid. When he had days off he was decorating the nursery, and making the crib and putting a lot of City things inside it.

When you were in labour he was right by your side encouraging you to keep pushing as you cried and become exhaust. After a couple of hours of mixed emotions your baby was born, the midwife handed your little bundle to Leroy as he sat on the bed beside you as you both gushed at how beautiful they were. Realising how perfect they were, taking in their features what they got from each of you. Leroy kissed you telling you how proud he is of you, as you both cried at your little family.

[iwriteficsandtragedies]

Blue Moon

Warnings: Smut, 18+ only please. Tumblr makes everything look like a tire fire.

Request:  Leroy Sane smut where you’ve been dating for a couple months but finally decide to take it to the next level but you’re kind of shy

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You’re on the edge of your seat, feeling like you’re going to throw up from excitement and nervousness. They’re so close. They’re so close! Ten minutes are all that stands between City and victory. Leroy hasn’t scored yet but he’s come close, and your heart rises and falls in your throat every time he touches the ball. Nine minutes... they can hold them off for nine more minutes....

An entire lifetime of watching football and you somehow still forget about extra time. You’re not sure you’ll survive another three minutes.  You rock back and forth, chewing your lip raw, chanting under your breath. Come on boys, come on boys, come on come on come on. Your knuckles are white around the lip of the seat until that knob of a referee finally whistles for full time and you can breathe again, hugging everyone around you as the stadium swells with deafening noise. They’ve done it! Another ninety minutes stand between them and the title, but winning their last home game of the season feels pretty damn good.

You wave to Leroy from your seat, and he blows kisses to you. Some of the kids are running onto the field for a lap around the pitch, tradition for the last home game, but you gather your things to leave. It’s your own tradition to meet Leroy back at his flat after the game, away from photographers and gossips, and it’s not like you’ve got children to bring down to the pitch anyway. Besides, you have a surprise for him.

Your last relationship ended so badly you’d sworn off men forever. That had, of course, lasted until the night you met Leroy. But you’ve taken things slowly - very slowly. More than once your friends have warned you that he’ll get tired of waiting and either leave you or cheat. But you’ve never worried about that. Leroy is a good man, a patient man, and he’s never pushed you for anything. Tonight, though. Tonight you’re ready.

The pale blue lingerie is pretty, but you’re not sure if it’s sexy. You’re spinning in front of his bedroom mirror, wondering if you’ve made the right choice, when Leroy bangs in the front door, singing “Blue Moon” at the top of his lungs.

“YOU SAW ME STANDING ALOOOONE, WITHOUT A DREAM IN MY HEEEART, WITHOUT A LOVE OF MY OOOWN! BABE!” You grin at your own reflection. You look cute as hell, and your man is flying high on a win. “BAAABE! Babygirl where are you?!?”

“In here!” 

You kneel quickly on his bed, and when he comes through the door and sees you all he says is “Woah.” He’s stopped just over the threshold, staring open-mouthed. “Woah,” he repeats himself.

“You like it?”

You see his Adam’s apple bob. “Yeah.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” His eyes drop to look you over. “Is that for me?”

“If you want it.” You try to sound flirty. You’re not totally confident but he’s looking at you like you’re an entire meal.

“If I want it? Babygirl.” He starts stripping off his jacket and shirt as he crosses to you. “You look... you look incredible. Damn.” He runs his tongue over his bottom lip. “Can I?” He fingers a bit of satin between his fingers.

“You don’t have to ask permission to touch me, Leroy.” You giggle nervously. It’s not like you’ve never been with a man, but this feels different. “Look.” You pull on a ribbon and part of the sheer garment comes loose. “Think you can manage the rest?”

His fingers are slow but sure of themselves as he delicately unties the lacy thing. His eyes are flickering between your face and your body, hums of appreciation in his throat as more of you is exposed. You run your hands over his arms as he goes and when all that’s left is your panties, so skimpy they can barely be called clothing, he stops to press his lips to yours in a fervent kiss. His hands spread over your body as he pulls you against him, his kiss needy. “You’re sure,” he murmurs, fidgeting with the ribbon tie of your panties.

“Yes,” you say, smoothing your hands over his chest and around his neck. “Now get these off, please.” You tug on the waistband of his jeans and smile as he eagerly pushes his remaining clothing down his legs, stumbling a bit when he kicks off his shoes but recovering to take you by the waist to bring you to him for another kiss.

“How do you feel?” He’s quiet, his fingers dancing over your skin.

You trail your lips over his collarbone and up the soft skin of his neck. Your pulse is racing, your panties dampening as he caresses you. “Ready.”

“Oh?” His hand travels to the inside of your thigh and he slips a single finger under the hem of the lace. Your fingers sink into his shoulders, your breathing quickening as he parts your lips to brush against the arousal dripping from you. “Babygirl,” he groans, and when he pushes his finger into you, you tighten against him with a whimper. He eases his finger gently out to rub leisurely circles over your clit.

“Leroy,” you whisper, wrapping your arms around him to press your face into his neck. You’ve always associated his scent with a kind of comfort, but now, as you breathe him in while his fingers deftly work you to your peak, the way he smells sparks a whole new feeling of lust inside you. You can’t believe you waited this long to let him touch you like this. You can’t believe how quickly he’s got you coming apart.

His arm circles around your waist, his free hand spread over your butt. Your stomach is tightening and your arms are clenched around his neck, your breath coming in shallow pants. “Leroy, baby.” Your voice is nearly inaudible but he holds you tighter, his fingers moving quickly over your clit until the tension building within you cracks and you’re crying out against his neck, powerful waves coursing through you as your climax takes over. 

Leroy lovingly kisses your neck, his arms around your waist as his lips trail over your skin while you slowly regain your senses. You haven’t had an orgasm like that since... well, you can’t even remember. You let out a small laugh.

“What?” Leroy’s lips are still on your skin, moving over your shoulder.

“My legs are shaking,” you giggle. “You’ve left me weak in the knees, baby.”

He laughs with you, raising his head level with yours for a tender kiss. His full lips are soft, but with his body pressed to yours you can feel he is painfully hard. You lower your hand to tentatively stroke him. You’re slightly unsure of yourself, but his hips push forward into your touch and his hold on you tightens as he deepens the kiss, his tongue rolling against yours and a low moan rumbling in his chest. 

“Are you ready,” he asks in a hushed tone, and you nod, pulling away from him to move yourself up the bed. He follows, his lips on yours as he crawls over your body. While he digs in his nightstand for a condom, you untie the ribbons of your panties to toss them aside. You watch him roll the condom on and try to focus on the way he’s looking at you, his gaze loving and his hands gentle on your body as he lowers himself over you. 

“Are you sure,” he asks again. He cups a hand to your cheek to look you in the eyes. “We don’t have to.”

You respond by gripping his shaft in your hand and pulling him to you with your legs, guiding him into you as you meet his lips in a heated kiss. He sinks into you and you let out a small yelp against his mouth. Shit, it’s been a long time. He stills, his weight on one arm while the other hand splays over your chest. “We can stop,” he murmurs. “It’s OK.” He’s rutting against you, moving just enough to make you crave more.

“Leroy,” you retort. “Shutup.” You push up into him and that’s all it takes for him to take control. He plunges into you, every snap of his hips earning him a high-pitched whine from you. You’ve forgotten what it’s like to feel full like this, to have this itch scratched, and when he presses his thumb to your clit again the sensations that spread over your body send stars across your vision. If you could, you would laugh at how quickly he can make you come.

“Leroy,” you manage to gasp. “Le-” Your voice catches in your throat as his thrusts get heavier. You’re so close to coming undone again, your body wound tight beneath his as he slams into you. “Fu... Leroy...”

“I’m here, baby.” His voice is in your ear, his scent surrounding you. “Come for me, baby.” He covers your mouth with his in a warm, wet kiss and you cry out against his lips as a second orgasm overtakes you. Your body goes taut and releases, your hips rolling desperately against him as relief floods through you and your breath coming in quiet sobs. 

“Shit, babygirl, you’re so beautiful, you’re so fucking beautiful.” Leroy hooks one arm under your knee and pushes deeper into you, your walls still pulsing around him as the remnants of your release fade away. You can do nothing but cling to him as he pounds into you until with a final thrust he’s growling loudly with his own climax. “Babygirl,” he breathes against your neck. “Holy shit.”

Your arms are around his shoulders. The two of you are almost breathing in sync, your chests rising and falling dramatically as you suck in wind. When he finds the strength to rise up to get rid of the condom, the sudden lack of warmth and weight over you is jarring. “Get back here,” you laugh.

“Oh now you’ve let me in your pants you get to order me around?” He slides back into bed and you playfully swat at him, but he catches your arm and pulls you snugly to him, your head resting on his chest.

“I shouldn’t have made you wait that long.” You scratch your nails lightly over his chest. “I was missing out.”

He presses a kiss to the top of your head. “You didn’t ‘make’ me do anything. And you were worth the wait.”

You nuzzle into him. “I’m proud of you, by the way. For today. Well done.”

“Thanks, baby.” He yawns, loudly, stroking a hand absentmindedly over your back. “So I don’t have to pretend to not have morning wood anymore, right?” You look up at him. His eyes are closed, but he’s smiling. The twerp.

“Guess you’ll find out in the morning.”

His smile widens, and his arm tightens around you. “Oh yeah. You were so worth the wait.”

[nuestraluzdelaluna]

1 from the kinktober with sané please?

kinktober day one

genre: smut

pairing: leroy sané x female reader

warnings: ice play, degradation, unprotected sex in a relationship, creampie, choking, sir kink, blindfolding, hand cuffs, breeding kink

It was not supposed to be this hot at this time, in fact you hated the way you felt at this very moment. Normally you would be wrapped into a fuzzy blanket, mug of tea in your hand as you watched your first helloween movie. However your boyfriend had other plans and that cheeky smile of his could convince you to anything, so here you were on the first of october sitting in a sauna that seemed to almost melt you.

‘When are we done?’ you whined, getting more annoyed by the second however your boyfriend didn’t seem to mind the sweat dripping down his face at all. But the unbearable heat that crept up your body somehow made you obvlivious to everything around you, oblivious to leroy’s toned chest that was right infront of you and even more oblivious to the annoyed look on his face. An look that would have told you everything you needed to know.

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‘You can be really annoying sometimes’ leroy hissed as his fingers wrapped themselves around your wrist, dragging you out of the tiny room, your robe being left on the wooden bench. His grip around your wrist getting tighter with every step he took as he lead you up to your shared bedroom.

‘Lay down and wait till i come back ok?’ he gently pushed you onto the bed, his smirk being the last thing you saw before complete blackness covered your eyes. You felt your boyfriends hands run up your sides before he took ahold of your hands and pushed them over your head, cold metal trapping them against the bed frame.

The longer you waited for leroy come back the wetter you felt yourself become. The imagination of how you must have looked at this moment, naked, blindfolded and cuffed to the bed made you feel humiliated but turned on at the same time.

‘Look at you listening like a good little slut’ you jumped at your boyfriends voice as he spoke directly next to your ear.

‘Now be good and let me cool you down’ he whispered and you felt the weight of his body over you. His hand gently brushed a strand of hair out of your face before pressing his lips to the skin of you neck. The sudden cool sensation against your skin made you shudder, a shudder that was soon interrupted by a long moan as leroy reached your nipples.

Circling the ice cube over the hard bud you tugged on the handcuffs, trying desperately to get your hands out of the metal and bury them in your boyfriends hair. His lips brushed over the soft skin of your boobs, chuckling deeply as he noticed how hard your hips were grinding up into him.

‘You look like a desperate slut so why don’t i treat you like one huh’ he groaned before pushing into you. Stilling for a few minutes he gave you time to adjust to his size or more so to tease you, picking another ice cube up and running it over your stomach.

‘Move please sir’ you moaned as you felt leroy slowly start to thrust into your warmth, body rocking with each hard snap of his hips. His hand removed itself from your hip and snaked up your body to wrap itself tightly around your neck.

‘I need to cum, please can i cum sir’ you begged, looking up at leroy with big eyes. And with those eyes and the way your pussy clamped around his length he couldn’t resist you.

‘Already? Pathetic’ he chuckled ‘but let me tell you what, this slutty pussy is so good i think i just need to fill it up’ hand tightening around you neck, thrusts speeding up and his groans getting louder.

‘Gonna put a baby inside you, you want that?’ he groaned before stilling his hips, spilling his seed inside you as you clenched around his length. His forehead came down to rest against yours before he pressed small kisses all over your face.

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‘You did so good my angel’