#Steph Catley

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matildas | Sydney 🚌➡️ Newcastle

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They are so special to me 🥹😭

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Punishment 18+

G!p Kyra Cooney cross x Steph Catley

Warning: Smut! Smut! Smut!

Word count: 5,112

*Kyra’s Pov* 

Today was the last day of camp. Steph has been teasing me nonstop and keeps making me hard. When we were on the fields she would purposely bend over and make her ass visible in my line of vision. 

Katrina, Alanna and Sam would tease me. In the locker room she would tease me. In the locker room she would strip her clothes and walk around in her sports bra and panties. 

Steph would smirk and rub her clit over her panties and make comments like. “I’m super wet and sweaty and need to shower.” Or “I’m really hot and sweaty Kyra can you take off my panties?” 

I would get hard right there. Whenever we went out to the bars and clubs she would dance and grind against my bulge and make me hard. Steph would giggle and stop when she sees my boner and walks away leaving me with blue balls. 

Sometimes Steph would do this and walk away. Katrina would feel bad and sit in my lap and help me hide my boner. Even if my boner poked and rubbed against her ass she didn’t care. 

I would blush and get embarrassed, Katrina would comfort me and say. “It’s Okay Ky, it happens it’s normal.” 

Katrina would sometimes scold Steph for teasing me in front of people in public. When we were on the bus Steph would lay down and lay her head in my lap. She would tease me and place her hand on my bulge and firmly grab it while she would sleep. 

We are currently on the plane and heading back home. It was a 3 hour plane flight. Steph was asleep in the seat next to me, her head laying on my shoulder. I smile and kiss her head. 

I mess around on my phone and watch a movie. After a little while we finally landed back home. I wake up Steph, we grab our luggage and walk outside to get a cab. 

Steph and I are roommates. Little did Steph know I had a certain plan for her when we got back home. We grab our things and get an uber back home. 

Steph unlocks the door and opens it as we walk in. It’s now or never, I close the door behind us and lock it. I smirk, I spin Steph around and make her look at me and kiss her deeply. 

Steph is shocked at first but starts kissing back. I smile and kiss her and pin her against the wall. I moan as Steph rubs my cock over my shorts and boxers. 

I moan in the kiss as I get hard from her teasing my cock. She breaks the kiss and smirks. "Mmm someone's excited. Fuck baby I can feel you throbbing." Steph says.

“Mm you’ve been teasing me all fucking camp. I’m gonna fuck your brains out for being a slut and teasing me.” I growl as I attack her neck with kisses and massage her tits making Steph gasp and moan by my sudden actions. 

I giggle and kiss Steph. Steph smiles against my lips and kisses me back. I pin her against the wall and get on my knees. 

I kiss and suck on her inner thighs, Steph moans, she lifts her leg and rests her leg on my shoulder giving me full access to her pussy. 

I smirk and lick her soaking folds, Steph moans and runs her fingers through my hair as I slowly eat her out. Steph moans. I pleasure her legs shake and buckle in pleasure as I continue to eat her out. 

I slip in a finger and slowly finger her as I continue to eat her out. "H-Holy shit..... mmm fuck right there." Steph moans as I finger her faster as I continue to eat her out. 

Steph moans loudly in pleasure as I eat her out and finger her a bit faster. 

"Ahhh I'm gonna squirt." Steph moans. 

I eat her out and finger her faster Steph moans and squirts all over the ground. She grinds against my finger and face as I continue to finger her faster and faster as I eat her out. 

"Ahh fuck yes, I'm gonna cum." Steph moans in pleasure. 

I finger her a bit faster than before and continue to eat her out. "I'm cumming, ahh I'm cumming." Steph moans. 

She cums all over my face and finger. Her cum drips down my chin and down my hand. I pull my finger out of her, I lick and clean up her sticky mess. I lick and suck her juices off my finger and kiss her pussy. 

Steph moans in pleasure and runs her fingers through my hair. I come back up and kiss her. 

"Mmmm." Steph moans in the kiss as she tastes herself on my lips. Steph giggles and bites her lip. "Mm fuck yes please daddy. Please eat my ass." 

*Steph’s Pov* 

I giggle and blush darkly as she pins me against the wall again. She grabs the back of my neck gently and pins me against the wall. Kyra comes back up and rubs my clit with her fingers.

My breath hitches as she does this. I quietly moan. "Mmm you've got a fucking dump truck on you baby." Kyra sexily says squeezing and slapping my ass. 

I moan in pleasure as she does this. "What do you want daddy to do baby?" Kyra asks. Her words made me weak and even more wet. 

"M-Make me yours." I moan out, I didn't trust my words, I wanted her to on me so fucking bad. 

Kyra presses her front against my back, I bite my lip as I feel her cock poke and rub against my ass and folds. Kyra kisses the back of my neck, she trails kisses from the back of my neck down to my ass. 

Kyra gets on her knees, she spreads my legs a bit. Kyra kisses my pussy and ass. I moan in pleasure as Kyra starts to eat out my ass from behind. 

"F-Fuck." I moan, I push my ass back against her face as she continues to eat out my ass. 

Kyra slips a finger in my pussy and slowly starts fingering me as she continues to eat my ass. Fuck I didn't know Kyra liked to eat ass.

Kyra slips in a second finger and fingers me a bit faster as she goes to town and continues to eat my ass out like crazy. 

I moan and grind against her face and fingers. "Fuck Ky." I moan loudly in pleasure. My legs shake and buckle in pleasure as she continues to eat my ass and fingering me faster. 

I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting close to cumming. "Ky baby, I'm gonna cum." I moan in pleasure, Kyra continues to eat my ass as she fingers me faster and rubs my clit her thumb.

I gasp and moan, I can't take it anymore. I cum all over her fingers. Kyra helps me ride out my high, once I come down from my high Kyra pulls her fingers out of me. She licks and sucks my juices off her fingers. 

Kyra giggles, she kisses my ass and spanks me. She comes back up and kisses me. I moan in the kiss as I taste myself on her lips.

*Kyra’s pov* 

I smirk and make Steph look at me. “Strip your shirt and bra and strip my shorts and boxers and suck me off.” I ordered. 

Steph blushes and moans. “Y-Yes daddy.”

Steph gets on her knees Steph kissed my bulge above my shorts and boxers before pulling them down. I bit my lip as she kissed up and down my thighs, I began to get hard. Steph licked along my length as she took my length in her mouth and began to suck my dick.

I moan and slip off my shirt and bra as Steph gives me head. "Fuck babe, such a good girl." I moan as I grip her hair putting her hair into a ponytail.

She gripped my thighs, as she sped up her sucking gagging as my tip hit the back of her throat. Spit going everywhere as she began to tear up from the continuous gagging.

“Mm f-fuck.” I moan. 

My dick plops out Steph’s mouth, a string of spit still connecting us together. She takes my dick and slaps it against her tongue as well as her cheeks, rubbing it along her lips before taking it back in her mouth and continuing to give me head.

"Fuck Steph, please keep going I'm gonna cum buckets." I moaned, gripping her ponytail a bit tighter.

She listens to my request as she gargles my length in her mouth letting it hit the back of her throat. Sliding all the way down her throat like she was swallowing me whole.

*Throatpie* 

I didn't have time to warn Steph as I exploded inside her mouth, filling her mouth up with my seed causing her to gag from the sudden liquid oozing onto her tits and traveling down her throat. 

"Fuck, swallow my cum like a good girl." I moan, pressing her head further down on my cock making her swallow my cum. 

She swallows every drop, not leaving any behind. “Mmm that’s only one Throatpie Ky.” Steph says as she slowly strokes my cock making me moan in pleasure. 

I was going crazy, my legs shaking the dark look Steph was giving me as she stayed on her knees looking at my cock swallowing the last bit of cum in her mouth. Without saying a word, she took my cock back in her mouth and started to give me another blowjob. 

"Uuuhhh Fuck, Steph fuck." I moaned quietly as Steph began to suck my cock once again. 

The cheeky look Steph gave me as she got faster made my eyes roll to the back of my head. Her spit dripping down my balls as she continued to gag on my cock, my cock sliding down her throat as she deep throats me her hand snaking up my leg to play with my balls, covered In her Silva. 

"S-Steph, I'm... I'm close." I moan, my hand finding the back of her head once again. 

Steph listened to my words as she began to deep throat me faster. My precum leaked down her throat letting her know I was about to explode. 

Throat pie #2: 

"Fuuuccck." I moaned as my eyes slammed shut. My cum shooting out into Steph’s mouth once again making her gag as her mouth got filled up with my seed. 

"Such a good girl for me." I moaned as I guided her head up and down on my length for the final time. 

Steph wiped her mouth for the second time before getting up from her knees. Leaning in and planting a kiss onto my lips, the biggest smile on her face.

“Move over to the kitchen table baby.” I ordered. 

Steph giggles and moves over to the table and stands at the table. Steph puts her hand on the table and rests one leg on the table and firmly plants her other foot on the ground slightly lifting herself up on her toes. 

I move behind Steph, I place my hands on Steph’s ass. I lean back a little and slide my cock inside her tight wet pussy.  I moan and squeeze her ass as I watch her pussy swallow up my cock perfectly. 

Steph gasps and lets out shaky moan and grips the table. I smile and place my hands on her ass. Steph gasps and moans as I slowly thrust in and out of her. Fuck her pussy was amazing, mm such an amazing grip I don’t think I can pull out in time. 

“F-Faster baby.” Steph moans. 

I moan and thrust into her wet pussy faster. “Mm fuck….fuck.” Steph squeaks out with each thrust.

I spank her ass and squeeze her ass. Steph moans as I spank her ass.

“Hmm… what’s wrong?” Steph moans and smiles. “I’m feeling a lot of throbbing in there.” Steph moans. 

“Mm fuck Steph your pussy is so good I moan in pleasure. 

Steph cutely giggles and moans. “Mm what’s wrong? Scared you’ll tap out and cum too fast?” Steph teases and moans in pleasure. 

I moan and giggle. “S-Shut up you dork.” I moan, I squeeze her ass and spank it again. 

“Ugh fuck. You’re stretching me so fucking good.” Steph moans loudly in pleasure. 

I smirk, I grab her ponytail and pull her hair and thrust into her faster and harder.

“Fuck….fuck….fuck.” Steph squeaks out with each thrust. Steph moans and throws her ass back against me as I thrust in and out of her pussy. 

“Mm your balls are full with so much cum.” Steph moans. “Mm come on give me your load daddy, let me feel every inch.” Steph moans. 

We both moan as my balls slap against her skin, the table slightly shaking and creaking with each thrust. I moan and pull her closer to me causing my cock to go deeper inside her. 

Now I was balls deep inside the Defender. “Mm fuck, I’m close Stephy.” I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger. 

Steph smiles and moans as my precum leaks inside hers. “Come on, I feel it.” Steph moans. “Load my pussy up with your cum.” 

I moan as Steph slides back and forth on my cock faster helping me out.

“Mm fuck.” I moan loudly as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. 

Fuck her pussy was tight and warm and felt like heaven. “Mmm S-Steph baby I’m really close.” I moan. 

“Ugh shit… me too.” Steph moans. 

I moan loudly, my balls slap against Steph’s skin as our moans fill the room. I moan as her walls clench around my cock letting me know she was about to cum. 

We both moan as she slides back and forth on my cock faster and faster. Fuck she’s really gonna make my cum.

I moan and grip Steph’s ass I bite my lip and moan as her ass ripples against my cock. 

Steph screams in pleasure and squirts all over my cock, her juices drip down my thighs, onto the ground and onto the table. I moan, my balls tighten as Steph slides back and forth on my cock faster. 

*creampie 1* 

I can’t take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Steph moans and cums all over my cock. We both moan as I slowly thrust in and out of her as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum deep inside her and paint her walls white. 

“Mm Yes yes pour it deep inside me.” Steph moans. 

I smile as I slowly thrust in and out of her unloading the rest of my seed inside her pussy. I help us ride out our highs and slowly pull out of her. 

Cum immediately oozes out of her pussy and drips down her folds and drips down my balls onto the table and onto the floor. 

I giggle and slap her ass again. Steph moans as I slap her ass, I smile and lean down and place kisses on her ass. 

Steph giggles and rubs her clit as my cum drips and oozes out of her. 

“Mm, that was a lot of cum.” Steph moans. “Mm thank you for the load.” 

I smile, I pull the chair out. “Sit on the chair baby.” 

Steph blushes and sits in the chair. Steph sits and scoots back against the back of the chair. I smile, I sit on the edge of the chair facing Steph. I place her legs on my hips and place my hands on her ass. 

I smile and push her pussy against my cock making Steph take my cock deep inside her making us both moan.

I moan as her walls immediately clench around me. Steph moans she rests her head against mine and rests her arms on the back of the chair. I smile, I lock eyes with her. 

“Mm you’re so beautiful baby.” I whisper. 

Steph cutely smiles and kisses me. I smile against her lips and kiss back. We both moan in the kiss as I firmly grip Steph’s ass and slowly slide her back and forth on my cock. 

I break the kiss and rests my head against hers. “Mm f-fuck.” Steph moans. 

I moan and smile. “Mm so wet and warm.” 

“Mm f-faster.” Steph moans in pleasure. 

I moan, I lean down and kiss her tits as I slide her back and forth on my cock a bit faster. Steph moans and leans her head back. 

We both moan as I slide her back and forth on my cock a bit faster. Steph moans loudly in pleasure her mouth hangs open her legs slightly shake against my hips from the pleasure. 

I giggle and moan. I kiss and lick her neck, Steph cutely giggles and moans as I kiss and lick her neck. 

Steph smiles and cutely moans. “This pussy feel good clenched around you baby?” 

I moan and nod. “Mm so tight and wet.” I moan and firmly grip Steph’s ass as Steph takes over and slides back and forth on my cock faster. 

Steph moans and continues to slide back l and forth on my cock. I moan and kiss and suck on Steph’s tits turning her on even more. I moan, I squeeze her ass and kiss her deeply. 

Steph breaks the kiss and rests head against mine. Steph moans loudly in pleasure and slides back and forth on my cock faster. 

I mind as the urge to cum gets stronger. “Ugh f-fuck.” I moan in pleasure. 

It’s only been 20 minutes and I’m already about to cum, Steph moans and keeps going. I moan and reach down and rub her clit. Steph gasps and moans as I do this. 

“Mm fuck….fuck.” Steph moans as she continues to move back and forth on my cock. 

“I can feel your balls are about to explode.” Steph moans. “You’re throbbing so much in there.” 

I moan as my precum leaks inside her pussy letting her know that I was about to bust. 

Steph giggles and smirks. “Couldn’t resist this pussy huh?” Steph moans. 

I smile and moan. “It feels so good.” I cry out in pleasure. 

Steph’s breathing gets heavier letting me know that she too was close to cumming. 

“Mm ... .someone close?” Steph moans. 

I moan and grip her ass. “Mm fuck I’m really close.” 

Steph giggles and moans. “Let go baby. Let go and cum. Fill up my pussy.” Steph moans. 

I moan in pleasure. Steph moans and cums. 

*Creampie 2* 

I moan loudly in pleasure, I can’t take it anymore and let go. Cum shoots out of my cock and fills up her entrance filling her up to the brim. 

“You’re filling me up so good.” Steph moans. “So warm inside me.” Steph moans. 

We both moan as Steph slowly slides back and forth on my cock helping us ride out our highs collecting the last of my load in her pussy. 

We both moan as my cum leaks and oozes out of her and drips onto my balls and onto the chair as she continues to slide back and forth on my cock. 

“You’re filling me up to the brim…” Steph moans. “Gosh it’s so hot and thick.” 

I moan as the last of my cum unloads in her pussy. Steph moans, she smiles and kisses me deeply. I smile against her lips and kiss back. 

We both moan as I pick her up and slowly pull out of her. My cock falls limp, cum immediately oozes out of her and oozes onto the chair. 

I giggle as Steph moans and rubs her clit admiring the sticky mess I left behind in her pussy. 

“Sit on the bed baby.” Steph says. 

I smirk, I sit on the bed. I sit on my legs and put my legs together under my ass sitting on them.  Steph joins me on the bed, she sits on my lap and guides my length inside her. 

We both moan as she takes my length deep inside her. Steph moans and leans her head back on my shoulder. I moan, I grab her tit with one hand and firmly place my hand on her hip. 

Steph cutely giggles and moans as I kiss and lick her neck. Steph moans and takes a moment to adjust to my size. 

Steph giggles. “This pussy feel good clenched around you baby?” 

I moan and nod. “Mm so tight and warm.” 

Steph moans and slowly moves back and forth on my cock. I moan and kiss her neck leaving hickys and roughly massage her tits. I moan as Steph slowly slides back and forth on my cock. 

I squeeze her hip a bit tighter and smash my lips against hers. Steph breaks the kiss and rests her head Against mine. Steph moans loudly in pleasure and moves back and forth on my cock faster. 

I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger. “Ugh f-fuck.” I moan in pleasure. 

It’s only been 10 minutes and I’m already about to bust. Steph moans and leans her head back and moves back and forth on my cock even faster. I moan, I reach down and rub her clit. 

Steph gasps and moans as I do this. “Mm fuck…fuck.” Steph moans as she continues to move back and forth on my cock. 

I moan in pleasure, Steph breathing gets heavier letting me know she was close to cumming. 

“Mm… someone close?” Steph moans. 

I moan and grip her hip. “Mm fuck, I’m really close.” 

Steph giggles and moans. “I can feel your balls about to explode.” Steph moans. “You’re throbbing so much in there.” Steph moans. 

I moan,  Steph moans and cums.

*creampie 3*

I moan loudly in pleasure, I can’t take it anymore and let go. Cum shoots out of my cock and fills up her entrance filling her up to the brim. 

“You’re filling me up.” She moans. “So warm inside me.” Steph moans. 

We both moan as Steph slowly moves back and forth on my cock helping us ride out our highs collecting the last of my load in her pussy. 

We both moan as my cum leaks and oozes out of her and onto the sheets as she continues to move back and forth on my cock slowly. 

“That’s it, give it all to me.” Steph moans. 

I moan as the last of my cum unloads in her pussy. Steph moans, she smiles and kisses me deeply. I smile against her lips and kiss back. We both moan as Steph slowly gets up. 

My cock falls limp, cum immediately oozes out of her and oozes onto the sheets. I giggle as Steph moans and rubs her clit admiring the sticky mess I left behind in her pussy.

Steph smiles and makes me lay down on the bed. I bite my lip as Steph lays me back on the bed. I lean my head back against the pillow behind me. Steph smiles, she moves her leg over my hips on the bed her other leg still on the ground. 

Steph places her hands behind her on my legs for better support. “Mm put it in baby.” Steph cutely pleads. 

I smile, I stroke my cock and slowly push my tip in. We both moan as Steph slowly sinks down on my length taking my cock deep inside her. I bite my lip and place my hands on her ass. 

We both moan as Steph slowly slides up and down on my cock. Steph moans and grips my thighs a bit more tightly. 

“Mm fuck your so tight and wet.” I moan in pleasure. 

 Steph giggles and moans. “Mm fuck so big.” She moans. “I can’t stop moving my hips.”  

Her skin slaps against mine as ours and the other girls moans fill the room. I moan and squeeze her ass a bit. Steph moans and slides up and down on my cock faster. 

“F-Fuck.” I moan in pleasure. 

 Steph moans and throws her head back. “Mm f-fuck it feels so good.” Steph cries out in pleasure. 

“Mm you like that baby? Daddy deep inside you stretching you out?” I ask. 

 Steph moans and slides up and down on my cock faster and faster. “Mm fuck…yes I love it. I love you stretching me out.” Steph moans. 

I moan loudly in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. “Mm fuck Steph baby... Ugh s-slow down I’m gonna cum.” I moan in pleasure. 

 Steph giggles and moans. “Cum in me daddy.” Steph moans. 

I moan and watch Steph as she continues to slide up and down on my cock. 

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

I moan and nod. “I’m gonna fill you up.” I moan in pleasure. I moan as my balls tighten. 

*creampie 4* 

 Steph moans and cums all over my dick. I can’t take it anymore, Steph slams her ass down on my dick. Cum oozes and spurts out of my dick and fills up Steph entrance filling her up to the brim. 

“Mm you’re filling me up to the brim.”  Steph moans. “Fuck it’s so warm and thick.” She moans. 

We both moan as she slowly slides up and down on my cock helping us ride out our highs. Steph moans and slowly slides off my cock. 

Cum began to leak out of her pussy and drip onto my lap, abs and onto the sheets. I smile and rub her clit as I admire the sticky mess I left behind in her pussy. 

 Steph cutely giggles and moans as I do this. “Mm fuck that felt so good.” Steph moans. 

I smirk, I scoop up whatever cum I could and rub it against her pussy and on her clit. Steph moans and bites her lip. 

“Mm so good.” I smile and kiss her.

Steph smiles and kisses back. We both giggle as I flip us around and lay her on the bed. 

Steph lays on the bed, she lays on her back. Steph props herself up on her elbow and lifts her upper body a bit. Steph keeps her legs straight but spreads them a bit.

I join Steph on the bed, I hover over her and slowly slide my cock inside her. We both moan as her pussy swallows me up, I moan and slightly grip the sheets as Steph’s walls clench around me as she takes me deep inside her. 

I smile, I hover over her our tits touching. I lean in and kiss her neck as I slowly thrust in and out of her. 

“Mm fuck.” Steph moans as I thrust in and out of her pussy slowly. 

I moan and suck on her neck leaving hickys. “Faster daddy faster.” Steph moans. 

“Fuck my pussy.” Steph moans. 

I moan, I hide my face in her neck as I thrust into and out of her faster. “Mm f-fuck, you’re so deep inside me.” Steph moans. 

“Mm so wet and warm.” I moan in pleasure. 

I moan against her neck and kiss her neck as I thrust into her faster. Steph screams in pleasure and grips the sheets tightly. 

“Gah fuck, right there.” Steph moans loudly in pleasure. 

I moan and thrust into her faster and faster. “Oh my god!… please don’t stop.” Steph cries out in pleasure. 

“Ugh fuck.” I moan. “So fucking good.” I cry out in pleasure as I continue to stretch out her wet warm pussy. I moan my balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. 

I moan and go even faster. “Mm f-fuck, yes you’re stretching my pussy so good.” Steph cutely moans and shudders in pleasure. 

“Fuck baby, your grip is amazing.” I moan. 

“F-Faster… fill me…. up.” Steph squeaks out with each thrust. 

I moan, I lean down and kiss her. We both moan in the kiss as I thrust into her faster and harder. Steph breaks the kiss and rests her head against mine. 

“Fuck yes! Right there right there!” Steph screams in pleasure. 

I moan in pleasure as the urge to cum gets stronger. “S-Steph baby… I’m gonna cum.” I moan in pleasure. 

“Cum in me daddy.” Steph moans. 

I moan, I make her look at me. I Gently slap her cheek and gently choke her. Steph moans and smiles as I spit on her face and in her mouth. 

Steph moans and swallows my spit. We both moan as I continue to bottom out in her wet pussy. 

“Mm fuck. I don’t think I can last much longer.” I moan. 

Steph giggles and moans. “Cum in Me. Fill up this pussy, I know you want too.” Steph moans. “Fill me up…. Plant your seed deep inside me.” Steph giggles. “Claim my pussy.” Steph says seductively moaning in pleasure. 

I moan and kiss her neck. I moan as my balls tighten. Steph moans and cums all over my cock. 

*creampie 5* 

I can’t take it anymore, cum shoots out of my cock and fills up Steph’s entrance filling her up to the brim. We both moan as I slowly thrust in and out of her helping us ride out our highs. 

“Mm you’re filling me up.” Steph moans. “So warm inside me.” 

The last of my cum oozes and spurts Inside her and paint her walls white. I moan and slowly pull out of her. Cum glazes her folds, Steph moans as my cum oozes out of her. 

Cum drips down her folds and drips and oozes onto the sheets. I smile and rub her clit. 

“Mm hehe I filled you up so well.” I say. 

Steph giggles and moans as I rub her clit. Steph smiles and bites her lip as she watches my cum ooze and drip out of her. 

“Mm fuck.. creampies are the best.” Steph smiles as she rubs her folds. 

I giggle and kiss her. Steph smiles against my lips and kisses back.

“Mm that was amazing.” I moan in pleasure. 

Steph smiles and kissss me and plays with my hair. “Yes it was.” Steph trails off for a second. 

I look at her. “W-Was that okay?” I ask fearing that she was now regretting it. 

“Yes Ky it was amazing. I loved every second of it.” Steph smiles. “I love you Kyra.” 

I smile and kiss her. “I love you too Stephy.”

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Pretty Please? (Lia Wälti x Catley!Reader)

“Y/n, I said no” Lia frowned.

“But Lia, angel, baby, beautiful, love of my -”

“No” she repeated, throwing her head back in frustration that you would not stop.

“It’s not fair” you huffed, slumping onto the couch with your arms crossed as she stood over you in a similar position.

“It is absolutely fair. I already have a golden retriever to look after with you. I can’t look after another dog” she smirked. A low blow, but she was absolutely right. You definitely fit the stereotype of a golden retriever lesbian that followed after her girlfriend everywhere and always had bundles of energy.

“But I’ll look after him” you pouted. She looked at you like she was debating it for a minute, she sometimes found it hard not to give in to you. “Pretty please?” you smiled hopefully, like you thought she was about to give in.

“No” she groaned again, leaving the room and going into the kitchen, clearly not finding it that difficult to say no to you right now.

“This isn’t fair” you said again with a huff, loud enough that you knew she could hear you, but in a tone that wasn’t stroppy enough for her to think that you were actually annoyed.

“Life’s not fair” she mocked you back. “Come help me Schatz” she shouted as you quickly got off the couch and sauntered into the kitchen. She turned to look at you as you walked through the door. You were pouting like a sad little puppy. “Come here” she sighed when she noticed your sad face. You were much taller and bigger than Lia, but she thought you were the cutest little thing to ever live.

“I just want a dog” you shrugged and she cupped your face. She knew you wanted one so desperately, but she just couldn’t bring herself to think of having a puppy right now. Especially while you were both nursing bad injuries.

“More than you want dinner?” She smirked, trying to lighten the mood as you rolled your eyes. You wrapped your arms around her waist and placed your chin on her shoulder while she cooked you both dinner. This was your job while she cooked, to just stand there with your arms around her and tell her how pretty she was and how much you loved her. Although, you’d added that part into the job description yourself. She would often feed you over her shoulder, some chocolate or whatever ingredients she was throwing in to your dinner, like cheese or chopped up peppers she had to spare.

You and Lia had been happily together for four years, and had been living together for three and a half of them. You moved in during COVID, after you both didn’t want to spend the proposed two week isolation period alone, and never moved out. You’d become too used to being together every day to ever even think of moving out now. You both liked your routine together and you were head over heels in love with the Swiss girl, even if she wouldn’t agree to get you a dog. You were currently both injured and going to physio on a regular basis at the Arsenal training ground. Lia had hurt her ankle and was out for the rest of the season, but you were pushing hard to be back for the Olympics, that you and your Aussie teammates had qualified for. You’d been following through on the recovery process of a bad back injury.

You had enjoyed the last international break, just you and Lia going in and out of physio appointments and then having the rest of the day to relax. You loved that she walked around all day in your hoodie that was far too big for her, and how you’d both spend all day cooped up on the couch when you got home.

However, this international break was different than the last one. You were back running now, but Lia was nowhere near that stage of her recovery. You had to do a bit more training during this window, while she still got to hobble in and out of physio. Usually you would piggyback Lia into the physio room and it would cause the physio to give you an earful about your back. You still couldn’t lift weights or kick a ball yet, but you were able to run, which was exciting.

It had been awhile since you were last in Australia, to see your family and mates. You luckily had your sister, Steph, here with you in London though. But you missed your Aussies at home. Lia was in the same boat with her family and friends in Switzerland, but she was significantly closer to home than you were. She’d noticed your mopey self was out a bit more than usual lately, and knew it was down to your lack of time at home and the upcoming international window that you still weren’t fit for. You usually spent every second you could when you were in Australia catching up with your friends and family. They all loved Lia too, the few times that either you’d brought her home, or they’d been over to visit you. Lia was good for you. She was kind, and thoughtful, and knew you were just a hopeless, big, softie that loved her so much, and she loved you back just as much.

With you and Lia, it was love at first sight. You’d signed for Arsenal a year after your older sister. On the very first day you were at the training grounds, when Steph introduced you to Lia, you nearly tripped over your own two feet when the Swiss girl smiled at you. Steph figured it out pretty quickly that you liked Lia, despite you not telling her. And she knew Lia liked you when Lia simply told her that she liked you. Steph gave you the big sisterly push to ask Lia out, and you’d been together ever since.

-

You had the day off today as everyone was leaving for the international window. You moped around all day yesterday, saying goodbye to your teammates and trying to hide how annoying it was that they were talking about seeing their family and friends. It pissed you off when you heard Caitlin and Kyra talking about their plans to head to the beach the second they got there. You tried to find Steph to say goodbye and give her something to give your mum and dad that you’d got them for their wedding anniversary, but you couldn’t see her anywhere. You thought maybe it was a sign to keep it for them yourself when you saw them in Paris in a few months.

You had been messaging Lia, who had stayed at home today, all day, telling her how annoyed you were about not being able to go home to Australia. The reason you couldn’t find Steph was explained later that night when you got home. Lia, being the most thoughtful girlfriend to ever exist, decided to call in a favour with your older sister, which actually was a win-win for everyone. Once Lia had explained the plan, Steph of course agreed as she was more than happy to help cheer you up in anyway she could. Lia had been trying her best all day to cheer you up, but knew what she had in store for you this evening would brighten your spirits.

She knew that her plan was definitely going to work when you were cuddled up on your couch and started teasing her.

“You know what would make this better?” You smirked as your girlfriend thought she was catching your drift. She moved as if she was about to straddle you before you decided to speak again. “If we had a little, teeny, tiny, puppy right here” you gestured to the minimal space there was between you.

“I hate you so much” Lia groaned as she pushed herself off you and walked towards the kitchen to start dinner. You shortly followed suit, laughing at her all the way in, getting ready to carry out the big role you had to play in the dinner preparations. You heard the front door bell and Lia squirmed to get out of your hold when you squeezed her hips tighter to stop her leaving. “Keep your eye on this” she said, handing you the wooden spoon as you looked at her, stunned.

“Wait baby, what am I suppose to do?” You shouted back, cluelessly looking at the sizzling pot. Her lack of response led you to use your own initiative and you just started harshly jabbing the contents of the pot with the spoon.

“Hey” Steph smiled when Lia opened the door. “You are both life savers” she squealed.

“It’s honestly fine. Y/n is going to freak out” Lia laughed. “Come in. Hi buddy” Lia smiled, patting Calvin’s head and letting them both walk in ahead of her to the kitchen.

“Hey girl” Steph shouted as she burst through the kitchen door.

“Hey Ste- oh my god, Calvin” you dropped to your knees to be face to face with Steph’s dog, who loved all the attention you gave to him whenever you saw him.

“Babe, our dinner” Lia tutted at you, annoyed that you’d just left it to practically burn and rushed over to start stirring the contents of the pot again.

“Baby, Calvin” you teased playfully, fully lying down on the ground now, playing with the big fluffy dog.

“Okay, so, I usually walk him twice a day, he’s fed around 10am and - Y/n, are you listening?” Steph asked, placing her hands on her hips.

“Oh Calvin, who’s the best boy? Do you want treats? I have so many treats for the bestest boy in the whole wide-”

“Y/n” Lia snapped, and that tone of voice Lia could turn on would always knock you out of what you were doing. “Steph is speaking to you” she told you, pointing her spoon at your sister.

“Walk him twice a day, feed him at 10am and 6pm. Don’t over do it on the treats and make sure he sleeps in this bed, and this bed only” Steph informed you, dropping the dog bed that was in her hands onto the ground.

“What are you talking about?” You frowned, standing up off the ground now as Calvin pottered back over to his mum.

“We are watching Calvin while Steph goes back to Australia” Lia informed you, watching your eyes bulge out of your head.

“Calvin is staying here?” You asked.

“Yes”

“With us?”

“Yes”

“In our house?”

“Listen, if it’s too much I can always ask Sam and-” Steph said, trying to stop the flow of questions being fired at Lia.

“No, no, no. We can watch him. It’s cool” you coughed, trying to keep your shit together.

“Okay. Thank you both so much again. I’ll see you both when we get back” Steph smiled and gave Lia a hug.

“I’ll walk you out” you said, leaving Lia in the kitchen and letting Steph say goodbye to her baby boy before you both walked towards the front door.

“You okay?” She asked emphatically, knowing that even though you were excited Calvin was here, and you and Lia could chill for the next few days, you still longed to be going with her to the airport.

“Yeah” you nodded, folding your arms across your chest and becoming suddenly interested in looking at your socks.

“It’s going to be so soon until you see them all again” she sighed, pushing into your much taller frame for a hug.

“Just miss ‘em’” you shrugged, and eventually wrapped your arms around her.

“Don’t think they don’t miss you too” she mumbled against your shoulder. You stayed wrapped up in the comfort of each other for a little bit before you pulled away.

“Enjoy your flight with Kyra” you smirked as she rolled her eyes.

“She’s a bloody pest that girl” Steph laughed. “I want daily updates of your nephew” she added, wagging her finger at you as she stepped outside the door, bidding you a final farewell before you shut it behind her. You let out a sigh, which you wish was a scream. You wanted nothing more than to just be going home, but all that left your mind when the big fluff ball took a run and practically threw himself against you.

“Come on, let’s go help your auntie Lia make dinner” you cooed at the dog, who trotted after you towards the kitchen.

-

Minding Calvin was a piece of cake. You usually didn’t handle responsibility well, burning dinner, turning whites into any other colour when you put a wash on. But a dog was somehow something you stepped up with. You’d just brought Calvin for a walk, and had left his bowl full of food out for him when Lia trudged down the stairs. You could just about manage to make toast and coffee, and you made sure you made that for you both every morning.

“Morning, my-” Lia began before she was stopped by a loud squeak. She looked down to see the floor was practically covered in dog toys. “I can’t remember all of these being in Calvin’s bag?” She raised her eyebrows.

“Well, um, me and Calvin were on a walk this morning and um, we found this shop” you began to explain as Lia frowned at you. “He’s just such a good boy” you shrugged and dropped down to squeeze his face. She tip toed around the toys and you pulled her up to sit on the counter, handing her the plate and mug. She kissed you gently to say thank you, before you pushed yourself away. “Couldn’t go by your favourite shop without getting you these, though” you smiled, producing a bunch of flowers that you’d already put in her vase. She giggled in excitement and pulled you close again, setting down her breakfast on the countertop. She wrapped her hands around your neck, and her legs around your waist. Both of you were too wrapped up in your lazy morning kisses to notice that Calvin was propped up on his hind legs, eating Lia’s toast straight off the plate.

“Calvin Catley” Lia groaned loudly against your lips, shooing the dog away as he ran off with the toast.

“I’ll make you more darlin’” you smirked at her annoyed, scrunched up face, watching on at the dog munching her breakfast.

-

As the days of dog sitting Calvin ticked on, Lia couldn’t get over how organised you’d become. You’d really stepped up while you had your fluffy house guest over, and since you’d gotten injured, she had never truly seen you happier. It was like anything that could have went wrong with Calvin, you were magically right behind him to clean it up, fix it, or replace it. Lia liked seeing you being responsible for a change and couldn’t quite get over that all it took was a dog, that wasn’t even yours, to do the trick.

-

You were on the couch, asleep, when Lia got in from physio. There was no training today due to everyone starting to arrive home from camp.

“Y/n?” Lia called, and when she got no answer, she knew you were having a nap on the couch, which was a very common occurrence for you. She found your big, tall, sleepy self to be cute enough as it was. However, adding a dog on top of that, snuggled into you, made it a thousand times cuter. She quickly snapped a photo and sent it to Steph, who was on her way over to collect her son.

The knock at the door didn’t wake you, but instinct of who it was, woke Calvin. He instantly plodded to the door and began dancing as he could start to pick up Steph’s scent.

“My baby boy” Steph squealed as Lia opened the door to reunite them.

“Ssh, Y/n is asleep” Lia shushed the Aussie captain and beckoned her inside.

“That picture was so cute” Steph giggled as both of them made their way into the kitchen, not before they both poked their head in to check you hadn’t woken yet, which you hadn’t. Lia swears a bomb could hit the house and it would barely make you move in your sleep. “I hope Calvy wasn’t too much trouble” Steph smiled, patting the dog’s head who was beside her as the pair sat on chairs in the kitchen.

“He was the best boy at cheering Y/n up, definitely” Lia smiled back, also giving the dog a gentle squeeze of affection.

“You need to get her a dog” Steph laughed as Lia rolled her eyes with a giggle. Steph waited awhile, accepting Lia’s multiple cups of tea, trying to see if you would wake so she could thank you for watching Calvin, but you never woke up. Steph eventually had to cave to her tiredness and jet lag and headed home, not before adding the photo Lia had sent her to her Instagram story.

When she left, Lia headed up to get changed before she nestled in beside you on the couch. She put on a TV show she was independently watching, and she’d just gotten through an episode when you squirmed awake.

“Oh, hello” you chuckled, pressing a lazy kiss on her cheek as she smiled and pushed closer against you. “When did you get home?” You mumbled tiredly.

“Hours ago” she groaned playfully.

“Does that mean Calvin is gone then?” You asked as you felt the girl nod against you.

“Steph said she’ll come by tomorrow with him to get all of his stuff that was in here. We didn’t want to wake you” she whispered, kissing your cheek. “Come on, let’s go start dinner”

“No” you groaned, pulling her waist against you tightly. “Comfy” you mumbled, causing the girl to laugh.

“Will we order in then?" she asked and you nodded, handing the girl your phone to put the order in.

-

A few days had passed and Lia noticed you were gone a bit mopey again. Steph was overwhelmed with the amount of toys you’d bought for Calvin and labelled you as the best auntie ever. You just weren’t allowed to tell Beth that she’d called you that.

You kissed Lia goodbye as you headed off to training and she stayed home due to not having an appointment today. During the worst part of her injury, you’d been doing most of the cleaning jobs at home, as she was off her feet. But now that she was at a good stage where she could clean, her plan for the day was to scrub the entire house. Only, when she started with the living room and found one of the toys you’d bought for Calvin under the armchair, her mind started racing. She knew getting you a dog would make you so happy, but it brought so much chaos. You’d always need someone to dog sit when you both were on international duty, or at an away game, a puppy would destroy the house and would definitely eat Lia’s toast every morning. Was that a lifestyle Lia really wanted to get into?

She stood inspecting the toy she was holding for a little while. She remembered you and Calvin playing with this specific one on the third night he was over. She thought about how happy you were in that moment, and in all the moments that you had the dog in your house. How could she ever stand in the way of you being that happy?

You got home a bit later than usual, Beth and Leah had an issue with something that apparently only you could fix and it needed to be done right away. You knew the pair were up to something because every time one of them would speak, the other was trying to hold back their laughter.

“Baby?” You shouted, coming through the door and dropping your gear bag down while you simultaneously kicked off your shoes.

“In here” she called back and you knew the sound came from the kitchen.

“Sorry I’m so late. Beth and Leah had some issue with their-” you said as you walked towards the kitchen and swung open the door. Lia had asked the pair to distract you and keep you out of the house for at least another hour or so. “What the - Lia” you whispered, dropping to your knees to be instantly pounced upon by the tiniest puppy you’d ever seen in your life.

“So, I decided you were right. A teeny, tiny, little, puppy would definitely make cuddles on the couch better” she giggled, cupping your face.

“It’s ours?” You asked so softly it was like you were afraid if you spoke louder that the puppy would break. It occurred to Lia only then that even though she got the puppy for you, that it was adorable you instantly referred to it as both of yours. She nodded at you with a smile as you leaned over to kiss her. “I love you so much”

“I love you too” she said, kissing you back gently. “What do you want to call him?” She asked.

y/n_catley with liawaelti

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y/n_catley: Mummy’s best new leaf collector 🍁

liawaelti: Teeny, Tiny, Little baby Roo 🦘

mylemeadema: woof 👋

stephcatley: Showing this to Calvin immediately

leahwilliamsonn: Open your door, I’m outside

alessia: And it’s freezing out here

[woso-dreamzzz]

Sound III

Steph Catley x Child!Reader

Summary: Your first day at school

"Go on," Steph says," Go and stand with Calvin and I'll take a picture."

You shift a little on your feet as you do as you're told.

Steph's been floating on air this whole morning.

She made you a special breakfast of pancakes and strawberries. She brushed your hair gently and helped your change into your new uniform.

You think she might end up crying too but that's only because your best friend told you that's what her mothers did when they were in the shop to buy her new uniform.

"You're so grown up now, angel," Steph says from behind her camera," I might cry."

You knew that would happen and you shuffle forward to hug her.

She's much bigger than you. She's always been bigger than you but that's okay because Steph says you've got a much bigger heart than her so you try to force all of your love into this hug for her.

"It's only a half day, alright?" She says, though it seems like she's trying to remind herself more than you," So I'll be picking you up right before lunch and we'll head back to training. I'm sure the others are all going to be so excited to hear about your day."

"Okay, Mummy."

"And..." Steph trails up, biting at her lip for a moment before kneeling down and drawing your closer. "There's going to be a lot of kids and they won't be like your friends at camp. They might not...understand that-"

"That I have to wear extra ears?"

"That you have to wear hearing aids, that's right. Do you remember your rules?"

You do.

Of course you do.

Steph made sure you memorised all of them during summer, insisting that they were important for your wellbeing.

"Don't let anyone touch my ears. No turning off my ears and remember that my new friends might not know how to sign so I have to use my voice."

Steph smiles. "Good girl. And make sure that if anyone teases you, you go straight to the teacher to let them know."

You nod. "I will, Mummy."

Steph doesn't end up crying at home though her eyes water slightly as she loads you up into the car.

She doesn't even cry when she leaves you in your new classroom with your new teacher and your new classmates.

She does cry in the car though.

In the car.

On the way to training.

At training.

She just can't seem to stop.

"She's so big now," Steph sobs into Beth's shoulder," So big. When did she get so big?"

"Still crying?" Kyra asks with a dismissive eye roll.

"Has been for the past half an hour," Alessia replies," Beth had to convince her not to pick y/n up early."

"Y/n's a great kid. I'm sure she's having the best time."

"Don't tell Steph that. It might be too much to cope with."

The hours tick by slowly or at least they do to Steph. For what feels like every half an hour, she looks up at the clock to find only five minutes have passed.

It's excruciatingly painful and it's clear to everyone that she's not really listening so it's no surprise that Steph is up and gone like a shot the minute her alarm goes off.

She's early to pick up, anxiously parked outside the school and tapping her steering wheel before your class comes out.

You're near the front like she told you to be, your pastel pink backpack practically dwarfing you in size as you come out.

"Hey, angel," Steph coos as you go running into her arms, burying your face into her neck," Hey. I missed you today."

"Missed you too, mummy," You reply, your voice small and quiet like it usually is," I kept my ears on. I didn't let people touch them. I spoke as I signed too."

"Good girl," Steph says, easily lifting you up into her arms," And was it good? School? Did you have fun?"

You look a little nervous but still nod. "I think so."

Steph doesn't want to pry too deep into that while still on school grounds but there's a horrible sinking feeling in her chest at your words.

They play on her mind as she drives back to training. They're at the very front of her thoughts as she watches you go off to play with Kyra, Vic and Alessia.

She almost wears the floor down with her pacing as your words circle her head without respite.

You were a little nervous to tell her. You weren't sure if you had fun at school.

You certainly look like you're having fun now though as Kyra grabs you from behind and swings you around in the air before Vic and Less pounce and tickle your tummy.

You shriek with laughter and Steph doesn't want to think about you not having this kind of fun at school too.

She doesn't want to think about it all but she can't help it, calling out to stop your play before she even realises what she's done.

"Hey," She says, taking your hands and sitting down on the grass with you," I wanted to talk to you. Can we talk?"

You're still smiling - that infectious smile you have that makes everyone smile with you. "We can talk, Mummy!"

"I wanted to talk about school."

Your bright smile drops immediately. "Oh."

Steph draws you closer until you're firmly sat on her lap and she can hold your properly.

"I need you to be honest with me. Can you do that?"

"I can do that."

Steph takes a big breath before asking," Did you enjoy school? This is important."

You say something but it's a mumble and Steph has to strain to hear you.

"I enjoyed it. Had a lot of fun."

Steph frowns. "Then why did you say you weren't sure earlier."

You nibble at the inside of your cheek for a moment before you say," You looked sad this morning when you were getting me ready. I didn't want you to be more sad if it looked like I had more fun at school."

"Oh...Well..." Steph takes a moment to compose herself, to think through her muddle of thoughts. "You don't have to be scared to tell me these things, angel. I don't want you to feel like you can't tell me things. I just want you to be happy."

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look at us now (2) II Renée Slegers x Reader

romantic masterlist | platonic masterlist | part 1 | word count: 1695

summary: the team tries to figure out if Renée and reader are in a relationship or just friendly with each other. requested

author's note: hi everyone, we hope you enjoy the fanfic as much as part one. 🫶🏻🫶🏻

disclaimer: Everything in this fanfiction is purely fictional and nothing corresponds to reality.

Rekindling your relationship with Renée had brought back the same feelings that you had when you dated her back in Sweden. Everything was easy with Renée. You felt safe and secure, loved and cared for. And you loved taking care of her too by making sure she didn’t work until late at night and took enough breaks. The only difference to back then was that this time you decided to keep it a secret.

It should have been easy. You two were professionals after all. But seeing Renée so deflated after Arsenal just lost to Chelsea, made it really hard not to walk over and put your arms around her.

As if she was looking for your closeness, she appeared next to you in the tunnel.

“We were so close.”, she sighed.

You gently put your hand on her upper arm, trying your best to stay positive: “Don’t be upset. It was a good game.”

“I’m not upset. Our team did well but what am I going to tell them? They will be sad and disappointed because of the loss…”

You studied her for a moment, unsure if she was actually talking about your team or herself.

“You’ll find the right words, Renée. You’re never at a loss for words.”, you smiled gently.

Renée didn’t answer. She turned towards the pitch, making sure that no one could see the two of you hidden in the dark hallway leading towards the dressing rooms. And then she kissed you.

It was quick and grateful. A small gesture to let you know that she was happy to have you in her corner.

When you pulled away, you quickly realised that you weren’t alone anymore.

The Chelsea coach passed by, her assistant by her side and to your surprise she winked at you.

“I think your players are looking for you two.“, she said with her strong French accent.

“Oh… uhm , thanks.”, you stammered, the shock of being caught still lingering.

She left with a knowing smile on her lips: “De rien.”

“I think what she wanted to say was you’re welcome. Come on, the girls need us.”, Renée grinned, seemingly unbothered by the interaction and dragged you with her back towards the pitch.

“Hope you have some ideas for your speech now.“, you laughed.

“I do.”

Before Renée could gather the team, Kim came up to you. She frowned, holding herself like she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. You weren’t sure if you had ever seen your captain so devastated.

“I’m sorry, coach. I don’t know why I tried to stop Lauren James in the penalty area.”, she apologized, her voice steady but not free of frustration.

Your heart ached for your captain.

“It happens and it’s okay. You were trying to help the defence out. Yes, maybe we lost the match today but also showed that we can keep up with Chelsea. And this is what we should take away from this game.”, Renée said patiently as more and more players formed a circle around you.

Leah clapped her hands with a determined face: “That’s right. We get up and learn from it. Next time, we’ll beat them.”

“Exactly that.”, Renée nodded. The blonde defender's words of encouragement seemed to lighten the load on the players' shoulders a little. Only one footballer looked completely miserable.

As you whispered in Kim’s ear, you hugged her gently:” Don’t be too hard on yourself, Kimmy.”

“I’ll try to.”, she replied with an unhappy smile.

“Promise?”

‘Sure,’ the captain shrugged before making her way to the changing room. It was heartbreaking to see her in this state.

On another evening you attended your first dinner with the team. Between the starters and the main course, Alessia asked you something private, to which you laughed awkwardly.

Reprovingly you clicked your tongue: “Alessia.”

“What I was asking you a simple question.”, she answered, sounding quite innocent.

“That’s not a question that belongs here.”, you stated.

The blonde immediately protested not without a smile:” If you’re seeing anyone? But you know everything about us.”

“Just because you tell her a lot about yourself doesn't mean she has to.”, Renée came to your aid.

With a teasing smile on your lips, you added: “And I never asked you to share everything with me. And I mean literally everything.”

“Hey, why are you looking at me while you said that?!”, Kyra pouted.

“Because I really don’t need to know what you’ve for breakfast. Every day.”, you chuckled.

The Australian midfielder couldn't help but burst out laughing too:” A girl likes to yap, okay?”

“Everyone here knows.”, Steph assured her, patting her lightly on the shoulder.

Caitlin, who was sitting next to them, confirmed it.

You needed a moment for yourself, so you went to the dimly lit restaurant’s bathroom, your girlfriend followed a few minutes later.

There was an amused twinkle in her brown eyes:” Our players are very interested in your love life.”

“I don’t know why though.”, you sighed as she hugged you from behind.

In a sincere tone Renée retorted: “Me neither.”

“When can we go to your place?”, you asked your girlfriend longingly.

“Not yet. They might notice.”

“Maybe we should leave around different times? So, it’s not too obvious.”, you suggested. co

The brunette thought about it for a second, then announced: “Good idea. I’ll leave first.”

After Renée was gone, Beth noticed: “Coach left early.”,

“You know her, there’s always work.”, you waved it off.

“And she likes to be prepared.”, Leah continued.

With a glance at the clock, you realized:” But it’s also late, girls.”

“Don’t say you’re going too.”, Kyra looked at you with big eyes.

“Yes, I am. Bye everyone.”, you told the players.

As soon as you were out of sight, Beth turned excitedly to her teammates: “Girls, did you notice how long the farewell hug was between Renée and our new assistant coach?”

“You’re overinterpreting here, Beth.”, Stina countered.

Quickly, Alessia disagreed: “I think she has a point.”                                 

“Oh, please.”, the Swede rolled her eyes.

“But she didn’t want to talk about it either.”, the English striker reminded the fellow blonde.

A smile lit up Leah's face when she admitted: “Yes, that was suspicious.”

Stina shook her head: “They’ve been over it for a long time.”

“If you say so…”, Beth shrugged, ending the conversation but the sparkle in her eyes was evidence enough that she wasn’t ready to drop the topic yet.

A week later, Arsenal faced Manchester City. The game was chaotic and all over the place. You could barely stay in your seat watching your players move around the pitch. Subconsciously, you cringed. Finally, you had enough. You got up and joined Renée on the sideline.

“Oh, I can’t look. This is turning into a basketball game, no midfield to be seen.”, you complained to her, desperately pointing towards your defensive and central midfielders trying to gain control of the game.

You could tell that Renée followed the game with growing concern but she turned towards you and joked: “If it was basketball, they would use their hands, y/n.”

You rolled your eyes and bit back in smile.

“Yes but still, where is our midfield? Get Lia on.”

Renée who had turned back to watch the game only glanced at you this time: “Calm down.”

“I am calm.”, you replied without taking your eyes off of your girlfriend.

“Good.”

Discussion over. You both focused back on the game.

The minutes passed and nothing changed. Finally, Renée gave in and called Lia over to be subbed in. You both shared a look before she entered the pitch. You raised your eyebrow to signal your girlfriend that you had told her so, to which Renée responded with a playful roll of her eyes.

With Lia on, the game started to stabilise. But still, it went back and forth between both teams. When the final whistle blew, Arsenal was one goal ahead, winning the game 3:4.

You snuck up to Renée and grinned at her: “See? Getting Lia in was a good idea.”

“Yes, but it wasn’t only that sub.”, she said cooly, still staring out on the pitch and reflecting on the game.

“Of course not.”

Renée finally looked at you and nodded once: “But important three points.”

“Yes, we got a lot to take away from it too for when we play them again in a few days.”

“Yes, a lot of work for us.”, Renée agreed.

“We can do that.”

“I’m sure.” Renées face softened and a smile tugged on her lips as she dragged you along with her towards the player’s tunnel. She kissed you in the safety of the darkness as she so often did after games.

All of a sudden you felt the eyes of your players on you and began to clear your throat nervously: “Uhm Renée the team is staring at us.”

“What?”, your girlfriend followed your gaze with an alarmed look on her face.

Barely audible you whispered:”I think they saw the kiss.”

“Oh no.”, Renée began to curse.

With a proud smile on her lips Beth turned to her teammates:” I told you so, I was right girls!”

“They’re so cute.”, Alessi chirmed much to your surprise.

An amused chuckle escaped your lips:” You know that we can hear you, right?”

“Yes, we do.”, Leah smirked.

Renée ran her fingers through her hair flustered, trying to take her players’ minds off the kiss: “We should give our thanks to our travelling fans.”

“Come on, coach. It’s fine. You don’t have to distract.”, Beth assured the Dutch woman.

The England captain quickly added: “Yeah, we’re glad to see you this happy.”

Without words, Renée picked up Beth, while both started to laugh out loud.

“I think you can tell that she’s happy.”, you remarked smiling.

A teasing grin played around your girlfriend’s lips: “Oh, can you? But yes, I am What about you, love?”

“Our team won, and I got a gorgeous woman on my side. I can’t complain.”, you replied cheerfully.

And this much was true, if you looked at the two of you now, you wouldn’t change a thing.

[gunnerfc]

As Seen on TV | Steph Catley x Actor!Reader (18+)

Summary: You and Steph sit down to watch a new episode of the show you're in, except you forget this particular episode has an explicit sex scene 

Warnings: smut minors DNI!, top steph, bottom reader, strap use (r receiving), jealous and possessive steph, begging

WC: 2.2K

You shuffled around the kitchen, humming to yourself as you filled up your glass. You moved around, grabbing some snacks before Steph’s voice pulled you from your thoughts. 

“Babe!,” the Aussie called from the living room. “Your show is about to start, c’mon on!” 

You laughed to yourself as you picked up your glass and the snacks you picked out for the two of you. The latest episode of the show you were currently staring in was coming out, and Steph made it her personal goal to watch every new episode with you. 

“I’m coming, jeez!” you teased as you sat everything down on the coffee table in front of the sofa. 

The second everything was out of your hands, Steph’s hands were around your waist, pulling you down to the couch. You giggled as she pulled you into your side, leaning over to kiss your cheek. “Took you long enough,” she huffed playfully just as the show started. 

You loved watching new episodes with Steph for a couple of reasons. It had been a while since you filmed these episodes, so you had forgotten most of what happened, so it felt like you were experiencing it as someone who wasn’t in the show. Plus watching it with Steph meant hearing her comments in real time as she watched the season unfold. 

You settled into Steph’s side, your legs curled under you as the title credits finished. Steph’s hand fell to your thigh, subconsciously tracing random shapes on your skin right below the hemline of your sleep shorts. 

“You look good this episode,” Steph mumbled, her eyes fixated on the screen in front of you. You laughed softly, she says that every week without fail. 

The episode went on, and the memories of filming started to come back to you as watched you and your co-star get into a heated argument. The same co-star that was playing your love interest that in just a few seconds you would be making out with. 

Your body stiffens when you watch the woman you were acting opposite off take a few steps closer to on-screen you. You could feel the defender next to you do the same and you took a subtle glance at her to see her jaw was locked and her focus only on the TV. 

Steph wasn’t jealous when it came to your work, she understood that with acting comes having to kiss other people. However, she forgot that sometimes that also means having to have fake sex on camera, which means many people get to see your naked body. It also means that someone who isn't her gets to touch some parts of you, parts that only she should be able to touch. 

When your character starts pulling clothes off, you swallow softly as you focus on your nude body. Steph’s hand on your thigh switched from tracing shapes to gripping your leg, her nails digging into your skin. You weren't sure how much of the scene actually made it into the final cut, but you remember having to film a fake scene of your co-star going down on you. 

You were quickly met with said scene as the woman started kissing down your body until she was off camera, and it was solely focused on your face as you acted in pleasure. You cleared your throat before opening your mouth to make a joke, but Steph cut you off.

“You didn’t say anything about a sex scene,” she mumbled, her voice lower than usual, and it sent a jolt of real pleasure straight to your core. 

“I forgot,” you responded with a small gasp. Her nails were digging into your skin a lot harder, sure to leave crescent indents in their wake. 

Steph scoffed with a light shake of her head. She was trying her hardest to remember it was just acting, and nothing really happened, but the jealousy she tried to hide got the best of her. “You just forgot someone saw you naked and had to pretend to go down on you,” she huffed as she turned to meet your gaze.

Her eyes were dark with jealousy, and her jaw was tight as she waited for a response. You stuttered trying to get a sentence out, but seeing her get worked up over your scenes was doing something to you. 

“Got nothing to say, hmm,” she cocked an eyebrow, her hand moving to hold your chin to keep your gaze on her. “You had plenty to say on the TV,” she taunted, referencing the moaning you were just doing on screen. 

“It’s all fake, you know that,” you panted, your thighs clenching, trying to find some sort of relief.

“Mhmm,” she hummed as she leaned closer to you, her eyes never leaving yours. “But did you enjoy it,” she teased, knowing the answer. 

“N-no!” you whined with a small shake of your head. Steph licked her lips as they quirked up in a small smirk. 

“I don’t believe you,” she mumbled against your lips and before you could close the gap between you, she pulled away. 

You held back a whine, desperate for her to do something. You watched with hooded eyes as she stood from the couch and held a hand out for you to take. You took it instantly and let her pull you up from the couch. Steph didn’t say anything more as she led you to your bedroom and you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. 

The silence was tense between you as you reached your bedroom. You wanted to whine for her to say something but you knew she would hold out on giving you what you wanted if you didn’t listen. A small moan left your lips as she pushed you onto the bed, gesturing with a finger for you to scoot up as she walked around the bed. 

You quickly listened, not wanting to prolong anything else. You watched as Steph pulled a strap-on from the nightstand drawer, and your breathing picked up seeing the one she picked. It was slightly bigger than the one you normally used, and you only used it when Steph was feeling a bit more possessive, mainly when she was jealous. 

“I think I need to remind you who you belong to,” she mumbled more to herself, but you still whimpered at her words. 

You knew not to speak, she hadn't asked you anything directly yet. Steph sat the strap-on on the edge of the bed, her gaze back to your clothed body. “Take it all off,” she instructed with a small nod to your clothes.

You nodded quickly as you stripped the fabrics from your body, letting them fall off the side of the bed. You felt goosebumps arise on your skin from the cooler air of your bedroom, and your thighs closed tightly as you clenched around nothing. A smirk formed on Steph’s lips as she watched your thighs, a small chuckle falling from her mouth. 

The Aussie took her time undressing, her eyes staying locked with yours as each article of clothing came off. Your eyes dropped to her body, licking your lips as you were met with her bare body. Your breathing picked up as she slowly harnessed the strap-on around her hips. 

You were whimpering louder now, desperate for her touch as she slowly climbed up the bed. She hovered above you, one of her hands propping herself up by your head as the other moved to cup your jaw. Steph’s thumb ran over your bottom lip, pausing for you to pull it into your mouth. You sucked on her finger, your eyes locked with her darkened ones until she pulled her thumb from your mouth. 

“Whose are you,” she mumbled against your lips as she leaned down. 

You gulped softly before answering, your voice already hoarse. “Yours,” you whined, your chest heaving. 

Steph smirked before her lips ghosted yours. The kiss started slow before quickly turning messier and hotter. Steph gripped your jaw as her lips easily won dominance over yours, her tongue slipping past your lips as the two of you made out. You moaned into the kiss, your hands gripping the cover beneath you. 

Steph pulled away, a string of spit connecting your bottom lips before she dipped lower to the middle of your chest. Her lips found one of your hardened nipples, her teeth grazing it as she sucked the nipple into her mouth. “Fuck,” you cried, your back arching as you pushed your body further into her. 

The defender pulled away after a moment before quickly giving your other nipple the same treatment. Your hips were bucking up, looking for more with each passing moment that Steph didn’t do anything. While her tongue swirled around your nipple, her hand slipped between your bodies to take hold of the dildo between her legs. 

A loud whine left your lips when she ran the tip of the toy between your soaked folds. She didn’t waste any time before she pushed the toy just inside you. Steph pulled away from your chest as she pushed herself up, allowing a better angle for her to push the dildo further into you. 

“F-fuck, more, please,” you begged as your eyes screwed shut. You let go of the cover under you, moving your hands to wrap around Steph, your nails scratching at her back. 

“More what,” she teased as she inched the toy deeper. You didn’t, couldn't, respond as a loud whine escaped your lips. 

Steph smirked to herself as she bottomed out, the dildo buried deep inside you. She waited a moment for you to get used to size, and when she felt your hips buck, she took that as her sign to keep going. The defender started slow, but as she thought about what led you to this, her hips started to speed up. 

The lewd sound of her fucking you mixed with your cries echoed off your bedroom walls. Steph moved one of her hands down to pull your leg up to wrap around her waist, letting the dildo hit deeper inside you. 

“Whose are you,” she grunted as her hips snapped against yours. Her voice was rough as she looked down at you; your eyes closed tightly, and your mouth hung open.

“I’m – fuck – yours,” you cried, your nails digging into her back. Broken moans left your lips with each thrust of her hips, the pleasure building at a rapid pace. 

Steph knew you were close, she knew your tells, and she was determined to give you one of your best orgasms. Her hand moved from its place on your thigh to your clit, her fingers rubbing harsh circles against the sensitive bud, adding to your pleasure. 

“God, Steph,” you cry as your back arches higher off the bed. You could feel the familiar feeling in your lower stomach as you were teetering on the edge. 

“You needa cum, baby,” Steph grunted, her arousal spurring her on. 

“P-please, can I,” you get out in between moans. Your chest heaved as you chased your orgasm.

Steph’s hips faltered slightly, the harness rubbing against her clit with each thrust. Her fingers circling your clit pressed harder as she drilled into you. 

“Whose are you,” she croaked, her voice about gone from the quiet moaning she was doing. 

Your orgasm hit just as you went to answer, and you cried out her name. “Yours,” you sobbed as your thighs were shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. 

Steph’s hips slowed slightly, letting you rid out your high while also seeking hers out. Steph came with a grunt and quiet string of swears. Her movements stopped after a moment, and she moved to lower your shaking leg to the mattress. 

The defender pulled out, earning a small whimper from you at the empty feeling. Steph dropped to your side, both of you panting. After a moment of quiet, Steph’s hoarse voice pulled you from your thoughts. “You okay, darlin',” she hummed.

You took a deep breath before turning to meet her gaze. You had a small smile on your face as you nodded, “I’m so good.” Steph matched your smile before leaning in to kiss you, this kiss much softer than the first. 

Steph pulled away after a moment, her hand moving to push your sweaty hair off your forehead. You watched her with a soft smile before it morphed into a teasing grin. Steph raised an eyebrow at your expression, waiting for you to say whatever elicited that reaction.

“Can’t believe you got jealous over a fictional scene,” you teased with a small laugh. 

Steph’s cheeks turned a light shade of red as her eyes darted away from you for a moment. “Sorry for not wanting the whole world to see what's mine,” she partially joked, she knew it was your job, and she would never ask you to not do what you loved, but she did hate that so many people got to see what only she could. 

“They may get to see me naked, but only you get to make me cum like that,” you grinned as you leaned over to give her a quick kiss. 

Steph laughed but nodded in agreement. “That is true, isn't it,” she said with a smug grin.

You mimicked her laugh as you curled into her side once more that night. You needed to get up and clean yourselves off, but for a moment, you could just lie there next to her.

[alotofpockets]

What will they say? | Steph Catley x McCabe!Reader

5k celebration prompt: “I don’t care what they say, I want to be with you.”

Woso masterlist | Words: 1.5k

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To the world, Steph Catley was your best friend. To those close to you, Steph Catley was your girlfriend.

It had been easy to keep your relationship with Steph away from the public in the beginning. Only the people closest to you knew that the two of you were more than just best friends for the past year. Since you had already been best friends before getting together no one really questioned the two of you being close.

Recently though, more and more often you found yourself yearning to be closer to her when you were in public. When your hands would brush against hers, you wanted to reach out and intertwine your hands. When you got lost in her eyes, and on instinct you would lean in to kiss her, only to realise you were in public, and having to pull away like nothing had happened.

The internal struggle of what you wanted often messes with your head. Steph had been incredible. She has always been very understanding, she understood your reasoning, and always supported you. You felt so lucky with her by your side.

The reason you had wanted to keep your relationship outside of the public was because of your sister. Not Katie directly, she was very supportive of your relationship, and had been one of the first people you told about it. It was about the public's deception.

Ever since you were little, you had been compared to your older sister Katie. She only had two years on you, but every accomplishment you achieved with football, it always came with a mention of Katie.

While football had been something you had grown up playing together, a passion that started at a young age, everyone always saw it as wanting to copy her. Katie had for sure been a role model for you, because she was carving the path the two of you had dreamt of as little girls.

But because of those two years she had on you, she got everywhere just a step earlier than you. At first it was just parents of other kids from the club you were playing at, but as your careers grew, so did the audience that compared you to her.

It started on a much bigger scale when you made it to the senior squad for Ireland. Playing alongside Katie again like when you were younger. You loved being able to share your love for the game with her on the same pitch. But all the media seemed to focus on was how you were Katie’s little sister.

Katie’s little sister who made it to the team.

Katie’s little sister who made her debut.

Katie’s little sister who scored the game winning goal.

Katie’s little sister who made it into the starting line-up.

Being Katie’s little sister followed you everywhere. To the public it didn’t seem to matter that you had started playing football the same year as each other. Katie was older, so you were always walking in her footsteps according to them.

Then on club level you were loaned out to Arsenal. While the fanbase had been amazing, the media started up again about you following your sister. Even when you had such an amazing season at Arsenal that they paid your transfer fee to have you on their team for real. They focussed on you wanting to be with Katie instead of the way you had performed for the club.

By now you were used to your career always being linked to Katie. What you didn’t want was for them to also link your relationship to her.

The fans had been all over her relationship with Caitlin. An Arsenal teammate and Australian. When you started seeing Steph you knew that they would once again compare you to your sister. Dating an Arsenal teammate and Australian.

Falling for Steph had nothing to do with Katie, and you didn’t want to give the public the opportunity to compare. You didn’t want that for yourself, but definitely not for Steph. Steph knew of your struggles with the public comparing your career to Katie, and had always been there to support you.

Steph had always supported your decision, but there were moments where she would check what the limits were. What could they do and still have the public thinking they were just best friends. This time it might cross that limit though. Still she wanted to check with you.

She shifted closer, her voice laced with both hesitation and hope. “How would you feel about being my date to Em’s wedding? I know it’s pretty out there to fly to Australia just for their wedding, but I’d love to have you by my side.”

You loved the idea of being Steph’s date to something as romantic as a wedding, but your thoughts instantly went to what the public would think.

“I’d love nothing more,” you admitted, your words faltering as doubt crept in. “But what will they say?” Steph’s expression softened, her hope shining through as she leaned closer. You start fidgeting with your ring, a nervous habit Steph knew well. “I don’t care what they say,” she said softly, her hand covering yours to still your nervous movements. “I want to be with you. It’s like you said the other day—they’ve taken enough already.”

You nodded slowly, tears pricking at your eyes. “You’re right. They’ve taken enough already." Steph gaze lingered on yours, the weight of her hope warming your cheeks. “Is that a yes?”

A small, trembling laugh escaped you as you wiped at your eyes. “Yes, I will be your date to the wedding. You’re right, they have taken enough already. I hate having to hide us. I want to be with you and I don't care about what they will say. As long as I have you by my side, they can say what they want.”

Steph's words stayed with you, giving you the courage to take the first step toward letting go of the fear that had followed you for so long. Agreeing to be her date to the wedding felt like a turning point—an unspoken promise that you were ready to stop letting the public’s perception dictate your happiness.

So when December came, you flew out to Melbourne with her to spend Christmas with her family, and be her date to Emily’s wedding after that.

When your family shared their Christmas pictures online, speculation about your whereabouts started instantly. Katie had posted about going to Australia with Caitlin, but you had kept your plans in the dark. The speculations were starting to get to you, so you decided to not go onto your socials for the duration of your stay. Staying away from the internet and spending time with your loved ones was exactly what you needed.

Without your knowledge, the speculation had kept going. It wasn’t until everyone that attended the wedding started posting pictures and videos of the wedding that the speculations stopped. You and Steph were in them, whether it was in the background or foreground. You and Steph, as well as everyone else there, had given the all clear to post whatever pictures you wanted.

On your trip, you and Steph had a deep conversation about what you wanted. Resulting in no longer wanting to hide your relationship. Neither one of you felt the need to address your relationship to the public, but you weren’t going to hold back any parts of it anymore.

It had started with letting everyone know that they could post whatever pictures the two of you were in from the wedding, and you even dedicated a post about it yourself.

Steph sat with you on the couch as you got your post ready. An encouraging hand on your leg, with her thumb rubbing soft strokes over it. Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest, as your finger lingered above the post button.

Your eyes connected with Steph’s. She could see your nerves in them, so she turned her hand around and waited for you to lay your hand in hers. “Whenever you’re ready.” She said with a soft squeeze to your hand.

Her reassurance was all you needed to lower your thumb and press send. You nervously watched your phone for the response.

Fans were quick to see the post for what it was and your comments started flooding with their excitement for another woso couple, as well as your friends, family and teammates sending their love your way.

You smiled at all of the positivity, and knew that with their support it wouldn’t matter what the journalists would make of it. Their love, and most importantly Steph’s, was all that you needed.

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[magics-neptunes-things]

Lightning Love

Hi guys!

Like I said, after seeing Steph in that outfit I just COULDN'T not write something for her.

It's longer than I expected to be honest, but I hope you will like it!

TW : Some Angst maybe, Alcohol consumption, mention of breakup

It’s always strange to be at a wedding while your ex-girlfriend just ends things with you. Until early November, you were due to come here with Leila Ouahabi, your former girlfriend.

She broke up with you after an eight-month relationship but, with the reasons she gave you, you can’t really be mad at her. She accused you of not being as involved in your relationship as you should have been after so long. It was true that with her being in Manchester and you in London, you aren’t able to see each other very often.

But it was good for you, you had fun dates, you laughed a lot, and you had good moments with her.

Leila was right to say that though, because the real reason for your lack of involvement is probably very related to the fact that you are dead in love with your Australian teammates, Steph Catley.

And seeing her today at Emily and Kat’s wedding doesn’t help.

Steph is absolutely stunning, and you have trouble looking somewhere else.

You never told anyone about your crush on her, you never wanted to make things strange with anyone. Steph was in love with Dean, happier than ever and that is all you want for her. You never had a talk with her about her preference before she met Dean, but for you Steph is as straight as a ruler.

So, you totally have not a single chance with her.

You were happy for her when you learned about her engagement and genuinely sad when you learned that her and Dean broke up.

And right now, as you are looking at her laughing with Caitlin and Katie, you just can feel your heart clenched. Maybe it’s the consumption of alcohol that makes you feel sadder than you actually did. It doesn’t stop you from accepting another glass of champagne when a waiter comes for you.

“You alright?”

You turn your head towards Kristie, Sam’s girlfriend, you are sitting next to you. You promised to Sam to look for her while she takes some pictures with some of your friends, but you probably weren't good company after all.

“Yeah, sorry” you turn yourself towards the blonde. “Do you need something to drink?”

You realise that her glass is empty when you glance at it and that the waiter didn’t bring something alcohol free. With her being pregnant and the heath around today, you hope that he will get fired soon.

“I’m alright” she smiles.

“No, please drink at least water. Sam is going to kill me otherwise”

Kristie smiles when you fill her glass with cold water and it’s only two minutes before Sam comes back with Steph and Mackenzie Arnold.

“Have you been treated well?” Sam smirks towards you. “I’ve heard that she doesn’t know how to treat girls right”

You roll your eyes and let yourself go against the back of your chair. You know that Leila hasn’t said anything bad against you, your breakup was pretty chill, and you are still talking from time to time. But the woso-world is a small world and some of her friends probably made some assumptions.

“What do you mean?” Mackenzie asks while Steph frowns.

“I’m just saying what I’ve heard” Sam says, raising her hands defensively.

“I’m sure that is wrong. Y/N is the cutest of all of you”

Steph statements and the defensive hands she puts on your arm make you feel warm inside. And stupid to react like a teenage boy.

Sam smirks before inviting Kristie to go dancing, leaving you with Mackenzie and Steph alone at the table. It’s a little bit depressing to see all these couples to be honest. A moment of silence floats between you three, all of you probably lost in their thoughts.

You know that Mackenzie broke up with her girlfriend some weeks ago too, or that her girlfriend broke up with her. Either way, it’s never really great to be in that position for a wedding.

“Well, that’s surely depressing” Mackenzie finally states, looking at you three.

You can’t help but giggle at that, Steph smiling next to you. You know that there are more single people there, by the way where the hell is Alanna?

“You don’t see someone who might be interesting for you? Weddings leading to another wedding are great love stories” you say, looking at Mackenzie.

“No, and I’m not sure that I want to” she sights softly. “On another hand, Steph probably could try something with the way our waiter looks at her every time he is near”

You hold a grimace of disgust thinking about that waiter and glance towards Steph, to see that she has the same expression you just retained.

“No thanks” she mumbles.

“She deserves someone better than him anyway” you add, before taking another sip of your drink.

You feel Steph’s gaze on you, but you distract yourself by looking at Caitlin and Katie dancing a little further than the other people in the crowd.

“I’m going to see if I can find Lany” Mackenzie says before standing up.

You watch her leave before turning your head towards Steph. She was already looking at you and you are glad that the night has fallen otherwise she would have seen the red colouring your cheeks.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” she asks softly.

“Sure” you accept with a smile.

You stand up and have some trouble finding your balance, between your heels and the champagne you drank in probably too much quantity. You feel stupid at first, before feeling Steph grabs your arm to give you more balance.

“Are you okay?” she laughs.

“Yeah, sorry. I didn’t stand for a long time and the Champagne kept coming back in my glass” you smirk.

She laughs again and you feel the habitual feeling in your stomach. At first you were sad to learn that Steph signed to Arsenal and not Tottenham where you are playing with Charlie. But then you realised too that it’s probably better like this. You wouldn’t have been able to hide the reality of your feelings in another way.

It’s already too hard to do it when you are at Australian camp. Thank God Kyra is always here to distract her, you are pretty sure that other than that you would have been caught since a long time.

You silently walk next to her, your arms always linked together. You like it that way, feeling her against you without you being the one making the first move.

Steph and you are pretty close, you are the same age and started to play at the same time. You played together in Melbourne until she left for the USA, and you went to Tottenham. With her being in London from 2020 it’s easier for you to see each other, usually for walking Calvin or drinking coffee.

“Seriously, how are you dealing with your breakup?” Steph suddenly asks.

Surprised, you turn your head in her direction before shrugging. You didn’t really talk about it with her to be honest. Leila broke up with you early November, then you had all of those games and after that Christmas break was there. It is only thanks to the wedding that you are able to see her before January.

“I’m okay, for real. It wasn’t that serious from my side, and I think she understands it. I liked her but I wasn’t in love, you know” you shrug.

“You were in a relationship without being in love?”

You can hear Steph’s surprise and almost discontent in her tone. You know how that girl is romantic, and you cringe a little after saying what you said.

“I was hoping to really fall in love with her” you precise. “I mean she’s funny, beautiful and everything… But I don’t know. Something was missing”

“I think I can understand” Steph says slowly.

“It was comfortable, but we weren’t meant to be”

She nods and you keep walking in silence a little more. You are in the vineyards now, the noise of the party coming from far behind you. It’s quiet and peaceful here. You like it.

“What about you?” you ask quietly.

“I’m okay, I think. I wasn’t expecting this to be honest, but I can’t fight against it”

“Are you still in love with him?”

You realise when Steph looks at you how inappropriate your question is. You are not her mother, her sister and even her best friend. You are just a friend who has nothing to say in her relationships.

“I’m sorry, I –“

“I don’t think I’m in love with him anymore” Steph cuts you.

By then you stopped walking, and you are facing each other. With the sun going down Steph gets ride of her sunglasses but she’s still stunning. You could look at her pretty face all day long anyway.

You weren’t expecting an answer, so you shut your mouth and let her talk.

“I don’t think I was for a long time now… I can’t say since when, though. It doesn’t mean I don’t have any affection for him, you know? I just fall out of love with him”

She seems sad though and you take all the strength you have in you not to crush her against you. You take her hand back in yours instead, giving her what you hope is a comforting squeeze.

“You will find the right person for you” you smile at her, continuing when she makes a pouty face. “Of course you will. I mean, every single person would be lucky to have you in their life.”

“We’ll see”

You hum, looking at the landscape around you. Em and Kat made a good choice by coming here. It’s really beautiful.

“You’ll find someone too, you know?”

You pout and shrug, not really believing this. In almost ten years you never found someone able to make you forget Steph, it’s not going to change now. You just have to live with the fact that you fall in love with someone straight and will never be able to be happy with her.

You can’t say that to Steph like this, though.

“Want to go back?” you ask.

But Steph shakes her head no and when you look around you spot a bench between two lines of vineyard. You make Steph wait before sitting down, using your jacket to protect her dress.

“Can I ask you a question?” Steph asks a little after.

“Sure” you mumble, looking now at the stars.

But after that there is only silence and you turn your face to Steph, to see that she seems to be thinking about how to tell you what’s in her mind. It attracts your curiosity, and you tilt your head on the side, silently questioning her.

“Don’t take that the wrong way, but… I’ve never seen you really into your girlfriends, you know? Sure, you liked them and treated them well despite what Sam said before, but I never saw you fond of them. Have you really been in love once?”

You sigh softly, now turning your eyes back on the stars. She seems scared about your reaction at her question, but you are not mad. You are more jaded by the situation than something else.

“Once” you finally answer.

“You were in love once?” Steph asks for clarity.

You nod, still without looking at her. You are scared that she would be able to understand if you look her in the eyes.

“With whom?”

“I never told her”

“What? Why?”

Steph seems genuinely surprised and almost concerned by this statement. She sits to be able to lean and be able to look at you correctly, not only the side of your face. It’s hard to ignore her like this and you bite your lip unconsciously when she’s still looking at you.

“It’s complicated, Steph”

“Why?”

“Because it is”

“Is she in a relationship? Is it someone who’s here?”

“Can we please talk about something else?” you whisper.

Realising that she was maybe put too much pressure on your, Steph sits back and seems a little bit embarrassed by her behaviour.

“Of course. I’m sorry”

You give her a small smile. It maybe would be great to able to talk about it to someone, but you don’t know who. All of your close friends are close to Steph, and you don’t want to put them in a complicated situation. You don’t like lies and secrets, even if you keep this one for years now.

“Do you want to go back?”

“Yes, please.”

You totally can do with more alcohol.

Even if you offered her your hand to help her walk in the dark, the way back is filled with silence and just a glance at Steph makes you understand that she’s lost in her thoughts.

You wonder what it is, hoping that she’s not thinking about Dean. That boy has fallen far down in your esteem since her breakup with Steph. You refer to him as “Calvin’s dad”. It amuses Steph though, so it’s probably okay that way.

“Ow, look who took the most beautiful girl away to kiss her in the vineyard?”

Alanna’s voice makes Steph and you jump. You don’t really know which one of Steph or you let the other hand go first, but you blush stupidly.

“Shut up” Steph answers.

You are surprised to see that she seems flustered too, but Steph is taken away from you by Mackenzie for something related to a new cocktail to try. You are a little sad to watch her go away but try to concentrate your attention on something else.

Like the glass Hayley gives you.

********

You watch Steph from afar for the rest of the night, staying with Hayley during this time. You had a lot of fun to be honest, even if you feel a pang of jealousy in your chest every time you see her laughing with Mackenzie.

You haven’t realised that they were so close, to be honest.

At some point of the night, you decide that you are too drunk to stay any longer and take advantage of Clare leaving to do the same thing. After saying goodbye to the married couple, you take your taxi and leave to go back to your hotel room.

You are almost relieved to find the silence here and even if it’s late (or early in the morning) you take the time to take a hot shower. It helps you sober up a little bit. You are still glad to find the softness and the warmth of your bed.

You were almost asleep when someone gently knocks on your door, making you groan in your pillow. But you still get up, opening your door just a little bit to be able to see who it is.

“Steph?” you frown, opening it a little more.

“I didn’t see you leaving” she says, playing with her bag.

“You were busy dancing with Macca” you shrug with a soft smile.

You weren’t jealous at all, of course.

(That’s a lie)

“Do you want to come inside?”

You open the door completely now and after a second of hesitation, Steph comes inside.

“I just wanted to say goodnight” Steph says, sitting on your bed. “And I wanted to be sure that you know you can talk to me about anything, at any time. You know that, right?”

“I know” you smile at her. “Thanks, though”

You are leaning against the desk in front of your bed, looking at her. You are glad that you put an old jersey and a shorty to sleep. Steph is still in her dress, and you love that you are able to look at her longer with this dress.

“And about that girl you are in love with…”

“Mh?”

“It’s not Hayley, is it?”

“No” you laugh. “The problem isn’t for her to be in a relationship. Hayley is just a friend”

You see her looking at you for several seconds, just like if she wants to be sure that you are saying the truth. But you are and she finally smiles again.

“Good. Do I know her?”

You hesitate to answer this time, biting your bottom lip thoughtfully. You know that if you say stop about this conversation at any time, Steph will accept it and talk about something else.

“You do” you finally answer.

“Is she a footballer?”

“She is” you smile.

Steph seems to have fun asking you those questions and you don’t want to suppress her smile. She said earlier that she never saw you fond of someone, it’s only because you aren’t allowed to show it. But you are so whipped.

“And it’s not Hayley” she thinks aloud while you shake your head. “Macca?”

“No” you laugh softly.

“Right, you told me that her relationship state isn’t the problem”

She still seems lost in her thoughts and you smile softly at her before talking again. You really hope that she will forget this conversation after a good night of sleep and having sober up.

“I do. But now you probably should go to bed. You look tired”

“You really know how to talk to women”

Steph rolls her eyes while you help her to get up, making you laugh. You guide her to the door that you open for her, smiling softly.

“You can look tired but still be beautiful, you know?” you point anyway.

She doesn’t answer but smiles before kissing your cheek. You froze, not expecting this gesture now. Your skin tickles you where she kissed you and you have to take all your concentration to stay focused in the moment.

“Sleep well” you say at the same time.

You smile and she giggles before going to her room. You close the door of yours, before letting yourself go against it and taking a big breath. Why is your life so complicated? Why aren’t you able to forget her and have a happy relationship with someone? Leila was great, for example.

Thinking about your ex, you look for your phone several minutes before spotting it in the bottom of your bag. You have several notifications there, including two messages from Steph asking you where you are. They came one hour before and you imagine that it was before she came back to the hotel too.

When you open Leila’s conversation, you see that she was online twenty minutes ago. Probably because it’s the middle of the afternoon in Spain. She went back to her country too to spend Christmas with her family.

You go in your bed again, looking at Leila’s goofy profile picture. After some hesitation, you start to write something like “Hello. I hope you are okay and have a great holiday for now. Can we just please talk about something if you have time?”

After all, Leila understood that you were totally into your relationship with her for a reason. She deserves to know why and maybe talking about it to someone will help you to pass to something else? Leila told you that she was still for you if you needed anything. And right now you really need to talk to someone.

Just after you send it, someone knocks at your door… Again. But you choose not to go answer this time, Steph is safely in her room, and can’t a girl have her beauty sleep?

But the person insists and at the third knock, you finally get up. If it’s Lany asking for a makeup remover, you are going to crush her.

But it’s not her. It’s Steph, again.

She has meanwhile removed her makeup, and her hair is down now. But it’s not what is the first thing you spot. She seems strange.

“Are you okay?” you ask her, frowning.

She doesn’t wait for you to propose to her to enter your room this time, passing in front of you to go inside. But you let her. After all she’s Steph, she can do everything she can.

“The girl you love. She’s a footballer and she’s single, because her relationship status isn’t the problem”

You watch her pacing around in your room, only nodding when she looks up to see your answer. What the hell is happening.

“Your problem is that she’s straight”

It’s not a question, but a statement. She doesn’t say it accusatively either, she makes you think about someone who is exposing his theory about something. You bite your lip when you nod again.

“And it’s not Charlie, is it?”

“No” you whisper.

Charlie is great and beautiful, but a little bit too young maybe. And definitively not Steph, once again. You look at Steph when she takes a big breathing, still not understanding what she’s up to.

“I think I know who it is, then”

“No, you don’t” you giggle softly.

She will never know and that is comforting and depressing at the same time. She’s still wearing this damn dress, and you want to rip your eyes apart for not being able to see her for any longer. She’s so beautiful it hurts.

“I do”

You heard that sentence several hours ago, pronounced by Emily and Kat and you found it cute at this time. But right now, coming from Steph’s mouth it feels strange. Maybe because she’s really close to you now.

“I have one more guess, but you have to tell me if I’m wrong”

“I will”

She’s so close that you can see every detail of her face and tell with certitude that she brushed her teeth too.

You still don’t understand what is happening, but by now she has closed the last centimetres existing between you and before you are able to freak out, she presses her lips against yours.

An uppercut probably might have made you less groggy than that. It was just a small press against your lips, but it was everything and you take a step towards Steph when she takes a step back.

“Maybe your problem isn’t really a problem” the left back whispers at you.

You lose two seconds to look at her deep in her eyes, before kissing her too. You don’t know if you are dreaming or hallucinating because of the alcohol, but it feels real and fucking amazing. Steph kisses you back and you take her against you by her waist.

********

The morning after you need two seconds to remember why you feel so happy and content. But you don’t open your eyes directly, scared to have only dreamed it. You are lying on your side, under the cover still with your pajamas. You didn’t sleep with Steph last night, it was “just” kisses and sweet nothing whispered, before you both fell asleep in your bed.

When you finally slowly open your eyes, you can see that Steph is still here and that she’s already up. The light in the room tells you that it’s probably pretty late, even with the blinds closed.

“Hello” you mumble shyly.

“Hi”

“Did you sleep well?”

Steph only nods and you understand immediately that something is wrong. You feel your stomach squirm uncomfortably. Of course, she would have regrets about it. She was probably at least tipsy last night; you shouldn’t have accepted any kisses from her in this state.

“We still can do it as if nothing happened” you whisper.

She frowns again and you want to erase those lines between her eyebrows with your thumb. At some point last night, she changed her dress for one of your shirts and it’s an unbelievable feeling to see her in one of your clothes.

“Is that what you want?”

“No” you admit before sighing. “But I want you to be comfortable”

“It’s not about yesterday” Steph says before rolling on her back and looking at the ceiling. “I mean, it does, but not exactly”

“Okay?”

You see her take a deep breath, just like yesterday before she kissed you. Waiting for her to talk, you put your head in your hand to have a better look at her. You are nervous, not knowing what to expect at this point.

“You said you love me” she begins and you nod. “So, I assume that what happened last night means something to you”

“It means everything” you whisper.

The smile that is on her face after hearing you saying that is breathtaking. But she is still looking at the ceiling, concentrating on what she wants to tell you.

“I know we have a lot to talk about, but before everything I need to know if you are still involved in any way with Leila Ouahabi?”

You frown at that. You talked about it yesterday at the wedding, so you don’t understand why it is coming back now. But if she still needs reassurances, you will say at every minute if it allows you to have something with her.

“No, I told you yesterday. We are just talking from time to time but that’s all”

You would rather for Steph to look at you, but she’s still looking at the ceiling of your room, her frown deepening.

“In that case, why has she tried to call you several times and sent you messages like Sorry I was busy, What do you want to talk about or Please answer I’m worried?”

Looks like Leila took your message from yesterday in a very serious way.

“Oh… It’s not what you think” you start, but then Steph is turning her head very slowly towards you.

“Those are the exact words Dean told me when I saw the conversation he was having with that girl from his work, the very same he’s going on dates with as we speak”

You feel your face getting soft at her confession. She doesn’t talk a lot about Dean, not wanting for her friends to diabolise him, you think. But it looks like he deserves it finally. You move in the bed to be closer to her, wanting to offer her as much comfort as possible.

“Yesterday after you left my room for the first time, I sent a message to Leila asking her if she was free to talk about something” you explain while sitting up on the bed. “But then before she’s able to answer you came back and… well I hope you remember what happened”

She looks at you for several seconds, scanning your eyes and your face with attention. She’s probably looking for any possibility of lies, but you won’t take it against her.

“I do” she whispers and your mind flies back to yesterday.

“I can show you the conversation if you want to, I have nothing to hide. And I should probably write to Leila to excuse myself” you add, frowning softly.

“No, I – I trust you” she sighs “What did you want to talk about?”

“You” you smile this time.

“Me?”

She seems genuinely surprised by your answer and your smile grows wider. You nod at her and shyly put a strand of hair away from her face.

“Yeah. I needed someone to talk about it. And Leila already understood that I wasn’t really in our relationship for a reason. She was the easier one to talk to, especially because other than Lany, she doesn’t know a lot of Australian people”

“You wanted to talk about your feelings for a girl to one of your exes?”

She seems rather amused now and you realise that I might be a little weird finally. It wasn’t maybe your best idea, but Leila is the only one who came to your mind at that time.

“My feelings about a girl I’ve been in love with forever” you precise with a soft smile. “And that I really want to kiss again, because she’s the most beautiful sigh I’ve ever seen in the morning”

Steph rolls her eyes and smiles, before opening her arms for you. You don’t waste any time before cuddling against her, cupping her cheek before kissing her softly. And just like yesterday, you wouldn’t be able to describe what you feel at every kiss. But you just can’t get enough.

You stop at one point though, when your stomach groans with discontent. It makes Steph laugh and you hide your embarrassment in her neck. Your wild appetite is a big thing, known by a lot of people around you.

“How are you seeing things, back in London?” you ask while you are eating a toast from the meal tray you request at the room service.

“I’m still looking for a flat, I’m living with Beth now and even if Calvin and Myle are great friends I can’t wait to have my own flat”

You nod while looking straight in front of you, munching your toast slowly. You love Steph’s dog, but like everyone around. He’s the best honestly. But that wasn’t really what you were referring to. Steph kept Calvin with her after her breakup, giving it to Dean when she’s away like those days in Australia.

“I’m looking for something in St-Albans, but I could look a little more eastbound maybe?”

You side-eyes her, only to see her looking at you with a knowing smile and you can’t keep yours at bay. Maybe she knows you better than you thought, or maybe she can read you better than you thought.

“That’s a great idea. Like this I could take you easier on a date”

“Oh, do you now?”

She pinches your ribs, making you squeak and almost throw the trail away. After a not very fair tickles fight, you finish on your back with Steph lying on you. You totally could get used to that. It’s Steph's turn to stroke your hair now and you take a look at her before asking what you have in mind.

“Will you say yes? To go on a date with me?”

“Of course. I didn't kiss you last night for nothing. But would you mind taking things slow? I mean – sorry for bringing him now – but I’m not separated for a long time, and I’ve never been with a girl before”

“We will go as slow as you want” you promise her before kissing her.

You feel her smile against your lips as if the feeling of your kiss is as good as it is for you. You like the idea, to be honest.

“Do you want to know a secret?”

Steph whispers and you just hum in answer, distracted by her caresses on your arms.

“I’ve always had a crush on you, but before last night I was saying to myself that it wasn’t something serious. But when I realised yesterday that you might be into me… I don’t know it’s like everything made sense”

“Do you want to know a secret too?” you smirk when she nods “I’ve been in love with you for years. That is the reason why you never saw me fond of someone. It was because I’m fond of you.”

“I love this explanation”

She smiles at you, and you find it hard to breathe easily when she smiles and looks at you like that. You don’t mind hiding your relationship for some time if this is what she needs or waiting for her to be ready to take some steps together. As long as it’s you and her, that’s all that matters.

Next Chapter

[aus-wnt]

matildas | Bring your pest to training day! 😂

[moonlight-alexia]

Steph looked so good last night 🫣

honestly when doesn’t she 🙂‍↕️😮‍💨 when she’s got the captains band too 🙂‍↕️

[mapis-putellas]

𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚/𝑺.𝑪𝒂𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒚

Steph woke up to the sharp buzz of her phone vibrating on the nightstand. It was barely light outside, the pale morning light peeking through the curtains. Groggily, she reached for her phone, squinting at the screen to make out the message. Beth had sent a link, accompanied by a message: “Have you seen this? You need to check on her.”

Steph clicked the link, the image loading painfully slowly thanks to her spotty Wi-Fi. The moment it appeared, her stomach dropped. There was no mistaking the scene -Cata, in some dark, neon-lit nightclub, kissing someone who wasn’t you. Her arms were wrapped around the woman, who looked thrilled to be there, and Cata didn’t look the least bit hesitant.

Steph shot up in bed, her heart pounding. Anger and disbelief coursed through her. How could Cata be so careless? So…cruel? It wasn’t just the betrayal. It was the fact that it was so public. That photo was going to be everywhere, and Steph couldn’t imagine the humiliation you’d feel when you saw it. You didn’t deserve that. You didn’t deserve any of it.

Throwing on the first pair of joggers she could find, Steph pulled a hoodie over her head and grabbed her keys. She had no plan other than to get to you as quickly as possible. Her bare feet slipped into trainers as she raced out the door, fumbling with the zip on her hoodie as she practically sprinted to her car.

Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as she drove through the quiet streets of London, the early morning light casting long shadows over the empty roads. Steph’s mind raced. What if you’d already seen the photo? She knew you -knew how much you loved Cata and how much you trusted her. This would break you. And Steph hated the idea of you going through it alone.

When she pulled up to your flat, she didn’t even bother parking properly, leaving the car half on the curb. She jogged up the stairs, her trainers pounding against the concrete, her breath quick with urgency. When she reached your door, she knocked hard, not caring if she woke the neighbours.

“It’s me,” she called, her voice steady but urgent. “Open up.”

There was a long pause, and Steph felt her chest tighten. Were you ignoring her? Or worse, had something happened? She was about to knock again when she heard the faint click of the lock.

The door creaked open, and the sight of you stopped Steph in her tracks. Your eyes were swollen and red, your cheeks streaked with dried tears. You were wearing one of your old pyjama sets, the fabric rumpled and the neckline stretched from you tugging it up to wipe away your tears. You looked…so sad, like you might fall apart at any moment.

“You’ve seen it,” Steph said softly. It wasn’t a question -it was written all over your face.

You nodded, your voice barely a whisper. “I woke up to it. Everyone’s sending it to me.”

Steph stepped inside, kicking the door shut behind her. “I’m so sorry,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. She reached for you, her hands resting gently on your shoulders, but you crumbled into her arms before she could say anything else.

Your sobs were muffled against her hoodie as you clung to her, your fingers bunching the fabric of her hoodie at her back. “Why did she do this?” you choked out. “I thought…I thought we were happy.”

Steph held you tightly, her chin resting on top of your head as she grazed her hand up and down your back. “I don’t know, love,” she murmured. “But this isn’t on you, okay? None of this is your fault.”

You shook your head against her, tears soaking into the soft fabric of her jumper. “I must have done something wrong. Why else would she-”

“No,” Steph interrupted firmly, pulling back just enough to look at you. Her hands cupped your cheeks, her thumbs wiping away the tears as they fell. “Don’t do that. Don’t blame yourself for her choices. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

You sniffled, your eyes searching hers. For what? She didn’t quite know. “Then why, Steph? Why would she do this to me?”

Steph’s jaw tightened, the anger she’d been holding back threatening to spill over. “Because she’s an idiot,” she said bluntly. “And because she doesn’t deserve you.”

You let out a shaky breath, leaning into her touch. “I just don’t understand. She told me she loved me, that I was her everything. And now this?”

Steph’s heart broke at the pain in your voice. She guided you to the sofa, sitting down beside you and pulling you close. “Some people don’t know how to value what they have,” she said softly as she cupped the back of your head. “But that doesn’t mean you’re any less deserving of love, okay? Don’t let her actions make you doubt yourself.”

You nodded, though your shoulders still shook with quiet sobs. Steph stayed silent, her hand rubbing slow circles on your back as she let you cry.

After a while, you pulled back, wiping at your face with the sleeve of your pyjama top. “I don’t even know what to do,” you admitted, your voice hoarse. “Do I call her? Do I ignore her? I just-” You trailed off, shaking your head.

Steph hesitated, not wanting to push you one way or the other. “What do you want to do?” she asked gently.

You looked down at your hands, your fingers fidgeting nervously. “I don’t think I can come back from this,” you said quietly. “Even if she apologised, even if she begged… I’d never be able to trust her again.”

Steph nodded, her hand coming to rest on your knee. “Then maybe that’s your answer,” she said softly. “You don’t owe her forgiveness. You don’t owe her anything.”

You let out a shaky breath, your shoulders slumping in defeat. “I just feel so stupid. I should’ve seen it coming.”

“Hey,” Steph said firmly, tilting your chin up so you were looking at her. “Don’t say that. You trusted her because you loved her. That’s not stupid. That’s human.”

Your lip quivered, fresh tears threatening to spill over. “Why are you so good to me?”

Steph’s expression softened, her hand brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Because you’re my best friend,” she said simply. “And I care about you.”

You managed a weak smile, the corners of your mouth trembling. “Thank you.”

Steph nodded, wrapping her arm around your shoulders and pulling you back to her chest. You curled up against her side, sniffling softly as she guided your legs over her lap. She ran her hand up and down your shins as her cheek came to rest on top of your head, and you wrapped your arms around her waist, one behind her, and the other in front so your hands were clutching the material of her jumper just above her hip.

Your eyes flicker closed as she tenderly kissed the top of your head.

Steph stayed with you all day, refusing to leave your side. She made you tea, even though you barely touched it. She threw on your favourite shows, the ones that usually made you laugh, though today they barely managed to coax a smile from you. She didn’t push you to talk, instead letting you come to her when you were ready.

By the time the sun had set, you were curled up on the sofa with a blanket draped over your shoulders, your head resting on Steph’s shoulder.

“You don’t have to stay, you know,” you said quietly, though there was a note of hopefulness in your voice.

Steph smiled, pulling the blanket tighter around you. “I’m not going anywhere,” she replied. “Not tonight, not tomorrow, not until you tell me to leave.”

Her words brought fresh tears to your eyes, but this time they weren’t tears of sadness. You leaned into her, your head resting against her chest as her arms wrapped around you.

“I’m so lucky to have you,” you whispered, your voice thick with emotion.

Steph pressed a kiss to the top of your head, her voice soft and steady. “You’re not lucky. You’re loved. There’s a difference.”

As you drifted off to sleep in her arms, Steph stayed awake, her thoughts racing. She hated seeing you like this, so broken and vulnerable. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the warmth that spread through her at the thought of being the one you turned to.

She pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the rise and fall of your chest as you slept. You needed her right now, and she’d be damned if she let you down.

*

Steph had practically moved in with you over the next few weeks. It wasn’t official -she still had her own flat- but the number of her hoodies draped over your sofa and trainers left by your front door told a different story. She was always there, ready with a cup of tea when you needed it or a ridiculous story to make you laugh when the sadness crept in. If she noticed the way you clung to her touch just a little too long or the way her presence seemed to calm you more than anyone else’s could, she didn’t say anything. She was just there, solid and steady, and you needed that more than anything.

It had been nearly a month since the photo of Cata had surfaced. You hadn’t spoken to her since the breakup; Steph had taken the liberty of blocking her number on your phone when she saw her name pop up more than once in the first week. You didn’t argue. You were tired of the constant ache in your chest every time her name came up.

Steph had been your rock through it all, and as the days passed, you began to notice things about her that you hadn’t before. Like the way her laugh seemed to light up the room, or how her eyes softened every time she looked at you. She was always thoughtful, always putting you first in ways that made your chest tighten. And, somehow, she made you feel safe-safer than you’d ever felt with anyone else.

One Saturday morning, you were both lounging on the sofa, a random film playing in the background. Steph had made breakfast, her pancakes slightly over cooked but still delicious. You were tucked against her side, her arm draped casually over your shoulders. It was nothing out of the ordinary; Steph had been touchy since the moment you’d met. But this time, you couldn’t ignore the way your skin tingled where her fingers brushed against your arm.

“You’re quiet today,” Steph said, her voice cutting through your thoughts. She tilted her head down to look at you, her brow furrowed in concern.

“Just thinking,” you said softly, not meeting her eyes. Your stomach twisted with something unfamiliar. “About how lucky I am to have you.”

Steph gave you a small smile, her cheeks tinged with pink. “You’ve said that a lot lately.”

“Well, it’s true,” you murmured. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Steph didn’t respond right away. Her fingers moved absentmindedly, tracing patterns on your shoulder. “You’d be fine,” she said after a moment, her voice quiet. “You’re stronger than you think.”

You shifted to look at her, your head tilting slightly. “I don’t feel strong. I feel…lost.”

Steph’s hand stilled, her gaze meeting yours. “You’re not lost,” she said firmly. “You’re just finding your way again. And I’ll be here for as long as it takes.”

Her words made your chest tighten, and you couldn’t help the way your eyes lingered on her face. She was so kind, so steady, and so… beautiful. You felt a flicker of something you couldn’t quite name, something that made your stomach flutter in a way that had nothing to do with nerves.

“Steph,” you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah?”

You hesitated, the words caught in your throat. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” you repeated, your voice trembling slightly.

Steph’s brows knitted together, her hand moving to cup your cheek. “Hey, don’t get all teary on me again,” she said with a small, teasing smile. “You’re going to make me cry too, and I’m not a pretty crier.”

You laughed, the sound breaking through the tension. “Liar. You’re pretty no matter what.”

Steph froze, her eyes widening slightly. You realised what you’d said a second too late, and your cheeks flushed with heat.

“I mean-” you started, but Steph cut you off with a soft laugh.

“Thanks, love,” she said, her tone light, though there was something in her eyes that made your stomach flip.

You both fell silent, the air between you shifting. You were hyper-aware of how close you were, of the warmth of her hand against your cheek and the way her eyes seemed to search yours for something. Your heart was pounding, your thoughts racing with things you weren’t ready to admit yet.

“I should…uh, clean up,” Steph said suddenly, pulling back and standing up. She avoided your gaze as she gathered the empty plates and headed to the kitchen, leaving you staring after her, your heart still racing.

Over the next few days, the tension between you only grew. Steph seemed more cautious around you, her usual easygoing demeanour replaced with something more guarded. You caught her looking at you when she thought you weren’t paying attention, her eyes soft and full of something you couldn’t quite place. And you…well, you couldn’t stop thinking about her. About the way she made you laugh, the way she held you when you cried, the way she looked at you like you were the most important person in the world.

It all came to a head one evening when you were both sitting on the balcony, the sun setting over the city. You’d brought out a bottle of wine, the two of you sharing it as you talked about everything and nothing. The conversation had drifted to your childhoods, and you were laughing at one of Steph’s stories about her disastrous attempt at baking a birthday cake for her mum.

“You really thought salt and sugar were the same thing?” you teased, your laughter making your cheeks ache.

“I was seven!” Steph protested, though she was laughing too. “How was I supposed to know?”

You shook your head, your laughter dying down as you looked at her. The warm light of the sunset bathed her face, highlighting flush on her cheeks and the soft curve of her smile. She was beautiful, and the realisation hit you like a truck.

“Steph,” you said softly, your voice barely audible over the distant hum of the city.

She looked at you, her smile fading as her brows furrowed. “Yeah?”

You hesitated, your heart pounding. “I…I don’t know what I’d do without you,” you said, echoing the words you’d said so many times before. But this time, there was a weight to them, a meaning that hadn’t been there before.

Steph’s eyes searched yours, her expression unreadable. “You’d be fine,” she said, her voice steady. “But I don’t think I would.”

The words hung in the air between you, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. Your stomach flipped, your chest tightening as the meaning of her words sank in.

“Steph…” you started, but she shook her head, cutting you off.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” she said quickly, her cheeks flushing. “Forget I said anything.”

“No,” you said firmly, reaching out to grab her hand. “Don’t do that. Don’t brush it off.”

Steph looked at you. “I just…I care about you,” she said softly. “A lot. And I know it’s not the right time, and I don’t want to mess things up, but-”

“You’re not messing anything up,” you interrupted, your voice trembling. “Steph, I… I think I care about you too.”

Her eyes searched yours, hope flickering in her expression. “You do?”

You nodded, your heart pounding. “Yeah. I do.”

Steph stared at you for a long moment, her eyes wide and searching, as if she couldn’t quite believe what you’d just said. Her hand was still in yours, her fingers trembling slightly against your palm. Neither of you moved, the tension crackling in the air between you, until she finally spoke, her voice soft and hesitant.

“You mean that?” she asked, her words barely above a whisper.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat. “I do, Steph. I mean it.”

Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something else, but the words never came. Instead, she shifted closer to you, her free hand moving tentatively to your cheek. Her touch was warm and careful, as though she was afraid you might pull away. You didn’t. You leaned into her touch, your eyes locking with hers, and the unspoken feelings that had been building for weeks, maybe months, hung heavy in the air.

“Tell me to stop if you don’t want this,” Steph murmured, her voice trembling.

You shook your head, your breath catching as your hand moved to rest on her thigh. “I don’t want you to stop,” you whispered.

That was all she needed. Her eyes flickered to your lips for the briefest moment before she closed the distance between you, her lips brushing against yours in a kiss that was impossibly soft and tentative. It was as if she was testing the waters, giving you the chance to pull away if you wanted to. But you didn’t. You leaned into her, your hand sliding up to her neck as you kissed her back, your heart pounding in your chest.

Her lips were warm and slightly chapped, and she tasted faintly of the wine you’d been drinking. The kiss was gentle, almost shy, but there was something electric about it, something that made your entire body hum with warmth. Steph’s hand slid from your cheek to the back of your neck, her fingers threading through your hair as she deepened the kiss ever so slightly, her confidence growing with every passing second.

When you finally broke apart, your foreheads rested together, your breaths mingling as you tried to steady yourselves. Steph’s eyes fluttered open, and the vulnerability in her gaze made your chest ache in the best way.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “I was so scared you wouldn’t feel the same.”

You smiled, your thumb brushing against her jawline as you tilted your head to look at her. “I think I’ve wanted it too. I just didn’t realise it until now.”

Her lips curved into a soft smile, her cheeks flushed as she tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I don’t want this to ruin what we have,” she said, her tone laced with both hope and fear. “You’re my best friend, and I don’t want to lose you.”

“You’re not going to lose me,” you promised. “We’ll figure it out. Together.”

Steph exhaled a shaky breath, her thumb grazing your cheek as she smiled at you. “You’re so important to me, you know that?”

“You’re important to me too,” you said softly, leaning in to kiss her again. This time, the kiss was less hesitant, more sure, as if all the walls you’d both been holding up had finally come down. It was sweet and slow, a moment that felt like it had been years in the making.

When you pulled away again, you couldn’t help but laugh softly, the weight that had been pressing on your chest for weeks finally lifting. “So…this is a thing now, isn’t it?”

Steph chuckled, her arms slipping around your waist as she pulled you closer. “Yeah, I think it is. You okay with that?”

“More than okay,” you said with a grin, leaning into her touch. “I think we’re going to be really good at this.”

“Yeah?” Steph asked, her tone teasing as she raised an eyebrow. “You’re not going to get tired of me being around all the time?”

“Never,” you said without hesitation, your voice soft but sure. “You’re my safe place, Steph. I wouldn’t trade this for anything.”

Her smile widened, and she pressed a kiss to your forehead, her lips lingering for a moment before she pulled back. “Well, for the record, you’re my safe place too. Always have been.”

The two of you sat there for a while, wrapped up in each other, and for the first time in weeks, you felt like everything was exactly as it was meant to be.

**

Anon, I hope I did this justice. Also, I adore Cata, so no hate toward her. I just needed a bad guy 😬

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[russo-woso]

Steph Cayley blurb , maybe her and reader coming back to pre season training with the team but just back from their honeymoon and the team tease them

Teasing || Steph Catley x reader

Summary the team tease you and Steph after getting back from your honeymoon

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“Ooo, here comes the lovebirds.” Katie whistled, you and Steph walking into the changing rooms for training.

“Katie…” you whined, setting your bag down in front of your cubby, Steph kissing your cheek as she separated to go to her cubby.

“Aw, look at the two of you, so loved up. Was it like that the whole honeymoon? I bet you couldn’t keep your lips off each other, huh?” Beth added, you and Steph just blushing at the comment.

“Y/N, ready for your one on one session?” Your physio asked, walking into the room to make sure you were ready.

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute.” You replied, a smile appearing on your face at the thought of playing on the field again after two weeks of not playing.

“Why you not training with us, Y/N? Your legs too achy from the honeymoon?” Katie teased, winking at you and Steph.

You looked over at Steph, whose face was just as red as yours. The two of you shared a look, both knowing the actual reason why you weren’t participating in group training.

Steph walked over to you, leaning in to whisper something.

“Shall we tell them?”

“I think it’s a good time to.” You said, Steph wrapping her arm round your waist.

“The reason Y/N is going separate training is because…” Steph began, leaving you to finish the sentence.

“I’m pregnant.” You announced, the team cheering and congratulating the two of you.

“We decided a few weeks before the wedding that we wanted to start a family and with the wedding, we thought it was perfect timing.” Steph explained, smiling at you.

“I bet your legs are still achy though, aren’t they?”

“Just a bit.” You said, your cheeks even redder.

Steph winked at you, flashbacks of the nights tangled up in bed clearly in her mind too.

“You dirty people!”

[enwoso]

Kyra loving to mess with Lovie but she takes it too far one day and lovie gets very upset and tells on Kyra to alessia and Steph. Maybe Kyra hides esme the elephant and Lovie is in desperate need of a nap and can’t sleep without it

NOT COOL — alessia russo x child!reader

grumpy masterlist

you and kyra had a special type of relationship, maybe that's because kyra was like a big kid and loved doing silly things with you. like colouring in your entire arms with paint or making you own little world out of a cardboard box.

but kyra also loved to be a pest and that meant messing with you and sometimes pushing the wrong buttons. usually you wouldn't mind it and would find the funniness out of the joke.

but today kyra had taken it too far.

she had been taking your toys one by one and hiding them from you or putting them out of your reach before giving it back to you. but right now she holding your barbie in the air, as you struggled to reach it.

the young australian lifting it higher in her hand with each jump you did to try and get it. kyra giggling to herself as she watched you struggle and start to get frustrated.

you got bored of trying to get the barbie doll and wondered back off towards your mummy who was sat with steph as the talked over a coffee. alessia noticing you coming over with a sad frown on your face as she opened her arms for you to fall into.

"what's wrong lovie?" mummy asked as she lifted you onto her lap, steph sending you a small smile but the frown was still on your face.

"rara won't give me my barbie back" you pouted as you sunk into your mummy's arms. a small gasp came from steph as she shook her head.

"well we can't be having that, she's naughty isn't she" steph nodded as you said a small yes, a little chuckle came from alessia as usually it was you and kyra causing trouble together.

"i'll get your barbie back for you lovie, but do you want to have a little sleep while we are in the gym?" mummy asks as you nod. alessia could tell you were a little sleepy just from the way you wondered over. that and the fact you had basically sunk into her arms.

"i'll get your blankie from the car, okay" mummy says as she lifts you from her lap before mumbling to steph she wouldn't be long, steph just waving the blonde off as she rushed out the room her car keys jangling in her hand.

"wait, i need esme" you pouted as you eyes scanned around you from your favourite teddy. steph looking around too for you. "is that your elephant stuffy?" steph asked as you nodded.

"where did you have her last tiny?" steph asked as you sat for a moment in thought before perking up a little, "with rara"

"do you wanna go and see if esme is still in there, and i'll wait here?" steph suggested as you slipped down the seat and wondered into the room next door, to look for your elephant stuffy.

in the time you were in the room next door, alessia had came back with your blankie a puzzled look on her face to see you not sat with steph anymore.

"don't worry she's just gone to find her esme the elephant" steph smiled as alessia let out a sigh of relief.

"good she can't sleep without her little elephant, she's had it since she was born" alessia explained sitting back down in her seat as she lifted her coffee cup back up to her lips taking a sip, a small twist of the lips as the coffee had started to go cold.

the two fell back into conversation just as you wondered slowly through the door, a sad smile on your face. a one not two dissimilar to the one you first walked into the room with.

"i lost esme" you whispered, your bottom lip wobbling slightly as you walked into your mummy's arms. your mummy started to coo as you wondered into her arms, your entire mood deflated at the thought of looking your special esme elephant.

alessia knew it was only a matter of time before you would start to cry, it was like a ticking time bomb. you were going to boom any moment so alessia needed to find a solution and quick.

"can you remember where you had esme?" your mummy asked softly as she moved your loose hairs that had fallen from you bobbles out from your face as you shook your head, your bottom lip still wobbling. steph looking in with a pout.

“well i need to find it because she won’t have a nap or even sleep without it” alessia sighed as she tried to think of where you could of put the small elephant teddy.

“you don’t think kyra would have esme?” steph whispered as you’d moved so that your head was now buried in your mummy’s chest as you twirled the ends of your hair around your finger. a motion you only ever did if you were tired.

“more likely to of hid it” alessia grumbled, her and steph thinking of places alessia could look around the training ground. steph already agreeing to watch you as the blonde did the rounds of the training ground looking out for either kyra or esme the elephant. knowing whichever one she found first the other wouldn’t be far behind.

alessia began to peel you from her arms as you whined not wanting to let go, “no mummy-“ you pouted as you were placed on the coldness of the chair.

“lovie, mummy’s gonna go and find esme. you and steph can watch peppa on your ipad” alessia pointed towards steph who had your ipad in her hand tapping away at it.

you quietly groaned as tiredness was taking over your body as you slowly moved closer to steph so you could see what was on your ipad screen as alessia slipped out the room.

alessia should have known trying to find the young australian wouldn’t have been an easy task, alessia had looked in every corner, room even going as far to ask everyone she’s passed in the training ground and nobody had seen kyra. alessia was starting to think the girl had gone home.

“you haven’t seen kyra?” alessia asked leah who looked up from her laptop a shake of the head as alessia sighed moving onto the next spot.

stopping a few other of her teammates, manu, vic, laura, kim, stina. as they all gave the same answer, “no sorry” before telling the blonde who next to ask or where to look next. alessia feeling like she was detective trying to crack a high status case with nobody telling her the answer she wanted to hear.

“oh, have you seen kyra?” alessia asked katie as she passed her in the corridor, katie paused for a moment before shaking her head, “no what she done now?” katie laughed.

“she’s got lovies esme the elephant” alessia sighed as another laugh came from katie. “have you tried the gym? there’s a couple people in there i think” katie told alessia as she nodded taking the advice before thanking katie and moving further down the corridor.

"have any of you seen kyra?" alessia spoke fast as she poked her head through the gym doors beth and lia looked at the blonde before at each other before shaking their heads. "no why?"

"she's took lovie's teddy" alessia sighed as the two nodded, "and she won't have her nap without it"

"have you tried outside?" lia suggested as a slight smile came onto the blondes fast that was the one place she hadn't looked.

"your a genius lia!" before the two had a chance to response alessia was out the door rushing towards the pitches as lia and beth both looked at each other with a similar puzzled look on both their faces before they shrugged carrying on with their stretches.

alessia rushed towards the pitches seeing kyra in the distance playing with one of the footballs as she blasted it into the goal in the distance.

"kyra!" alessia yelled across the pitch as the young australian turned around her smile dropping when she saw the unfamiliar serious look on alessia's face, a one the young australian hadn't seen many times before.

"hi lessi" kyra said so innocently as with each step alessia took towards the australian, kyra would take to back. alessia rolling her eyes having very little patience for silly game after spending twenty minutes looking for the girl.

"drop the act, where's the elephant teddy?" alessia asked getting straight to the point as kyra just shrugged a smirk threatening to perk through her lips.

“what elephant? i haven’t seen no elephant?”

"kyra, this is not cool i'm being serious, she won't have her nap without it. where is it?" alessia asked a little more sternly this time as the australian sighed, feeling a tiny bit bad and the fact the game was over now.

"in my bag in the locker room." kyra said quietly as before kyra had even finished the word room alessia was rushing back from the pitches to the locker room where she’d started her search nearly thirty minutes ago.

making it back to the locker room and low and behold their was your esme, her head popping out the bag. it being very obvious really where it was, alessia being slightly annoyed with herself that she didn’t see it the first time she was in there.

shoving kyra’s bag back where it was when she first walked in she walked the long stretch of the corridor back to where you were sat with steph, esme the elephant held tightly in the blondes hand. part of being scared that if she did have even the slightest of looser grip on the teddy that it may go missing again.

walking through the double doors, steph immediately looking over a small sigh of relief coming from her as she looked back to where you were, still immensely engrossed in the peppa pig show on your ipad.

alessia walked a little closer holding the teddy up in the air like some sort of trophy and in a way it was as it meant you’ll finally be able to go for your nap. a small stifle of a laughter coming from steph at alessia’s actions.

you moving your head to look at what the commotion was in the room, looking and seeing your mummy walking towards you, a gasp coming from you as you made grabby hands for your esme. alessia lifting you from steph’s lap as you sunk into the warmth of your mummy’s arms.

“need i ask?” steph asked with a wince as she had a feeling already who esme the elephant had ended up a victim to. a shake of the head came from alessia as you settled into her arms, your teddy snuggled up to you as a comforting sigh fell from your lips as you eyes slowly began to flutter shut.

“she’s such a pest” steph joked as alessia hummed loudly agreeing, “she is — at times”