#alejandro balde

[httpsdana]

There are some things that I ABSOLUTELY loved about this match

pablo torre/ pau victor finally getting some playtime.

an INCREDIBLE performance by Balde. An absolute masterclass

The tiki taka that led to the first goal

that assist from fermin 😍

Lamine toying with the defenders like usual

Pedri and Frenkie dominating the midfield like usual in the first half

Eric Garcia is our most underrated player. Brilliant performance by him.

Ferran's free kick 🥵

Captain Pedri 🫡

Pedri giving Gavi the captain armband once again 😭

Pablo Torre's corner that was so close inside the net

The pedri chants as always 🫠

Tek being the most chill guy in the back

Pedri mvp AGAIN.

Genuinely one of my favorite matches this season.

[ikram1909]

Gavi under Lamine's post ❤️❤️

[worldcupofficial]

[strawberryblue-blog]

Kisses —FC BARCELONA.

summary: What are their kisses like or how do they like to kiss you?

warnings: none. cute, soft, fluff, headcanon.

—Pedri Gonzalez.

His kisses are too long and affectionate. He likes the sensation of feeling you close to him, he thinks it is intimate and the most tender way to show love.

He could spend hours kissing your lips, soft and delicate, showing you how much he likes your lips. He is very shy at times but if you kiss him first, he will not be able to stop.

Your soft and full lips are like an addiction for Pedri, he loves the sensation of feeling them on his skin at any time. Whether on his cheeks or forehead. During sex, he also kisses your lips a lot, especially to silence his squeals and to make you feel loved. Because he really loves you and your lips a lot.

—Pablo Gavi.

One of the most amateur kissers in history, not of your lips but of your neck and jaw. He likes your lips but is obsessed with the soft, supple skin of your neck.

Especially because he likes to mark his trails, so when his lips are on your neck, he will play with you until you turn red. He loves the sensation of hearing you gasp and laugh at the same time.

During sex, he prefers not so much to kiss as to watch. Watching you is more his thing, but, after the action he is very affectionate and caring. Maybe there he kisses you too much to make up for what he couldn't kiss you before.

—Ferran Torres.

Ferran knows what a good kisser he is, he always received compliments about it and you always remind him of it. So when he is with you he likes to kiss you all the time because he knows how much you like his kisses.

He kisses you anywhere, no matter where it is, he knows how to make your skin bristle with so little. On your lips, neck and shoulders. Your shoulders are his weakness.

When you are having sex he doesn't kiss so much because he likes to concentrate on you but from time to time he seeks your lips. His kisses are very long and seductive.

—Fermin López.

Fermín loves kissing, loves kissing you and loves to be kissed by you. An exchange of mutual love which, for Fermín, is heaven itself. He loves to feel your lips on his, short or long, he doesn't care.

He could kiss you all day long, on your lips, your thighs, your belly, your neck or your face. He's super cheesy and tender. He knows you like it and he will take advantage of it to feel you.

Not necessarily during sex, because sometimes he can't hold back the moans and has to let them out but after he's done, he'll be a ball of love. He will kiss you so much, until you fall asleep. Just like the next morning, he will wake you up with his kisses.

—Alejandro Balde.

Although he loves to kiss your lips, his lips always find your hands to kiss them delicately. He is so tender and delicate, he loves to make you feel like a princess.

Although your lips are his favorite, he will kiss them whenever you can. Every now and then he will give you a peck on your lips. He finds it fun and romantic. He is obsessed with your mouth, so lips and tongue for him.

When you are having sex, he likes to kiss you even more. It's a different kind of connection and he loves to feel your warm lips on his.

—Hector Fort.

He's definitely a kisser, a lot. Too much. And not only that, he kisses like the gods. Hector has a gift and he knows how to use it on you.

Kissing your neck, chest and shoulders is his favorite pastime while you're together. No matter what you do he will come and take his time with you. He concentrates on you, kissing your skin delicately with that seductive and haughty touch he has.

During sex he kisses much more your breasts or shoulders than your lips. But when you're done, he'll take care of leaving you with lungs and lips asleep.

—Lamine Yamal.

He is overconfident and despite being young, he has a certain amount of experience. He loves to kiss you either on the lips or on your forehead, he finds it protective and tender.

He likes to kiss your nose too, as a little detail he has with you. But sometimes he plays rough and wants you to kiss him and take the initiative.

In sex he is a little kisser but not so much, maybe more your neck or bite your shoulders but he will definitely do it when he finishes and kiss you for a while afterwards.

—Pau Cubarsí.

He is not a big fan of kissing on the lips because he thinks he doesn't give them correctly. He's still young and just learning, he's also a bit insecure.

Clearly he doesn't agree with that, Pau is a good kisser and when he kisses you he is intense and fiery. But he likes it when you kiss him long and deep.

He prefers to kiss your face how, forehead, nose, cheeks and ears. He finds it tender and that is his way of showing his love. In bed he may be a little more kissy to show his love for you, he likes to be gentle and soft with you.

[p8driesta]

POV: you’ve just won the Supercopa 😎🏆

[insidekatmind]

Bet-Alejandro Balde

Wearning: +18,smut

Request: yes!

It was a fiery night in Jeddah, the city vibrating with the clamor of the Clásico. Real Madrid against Barcelona, the most anticipated match of the season. The tension in the air was palpable, but for you, y/n, it was much more: it was a personal matter.

"Y/n, are you ready to lost this bet?" Alejandro Balde had said to you a few days before, with an arrogant smile painted on his face.

"Don't count on it, Balde. Real will win, and then you will be the one to swallow your words" you had replied, with a confidence that now seemed to waver.

But now you were there. The match was over. 5-2 for Barcelona. And, as if that wasn't enough, Balde had scored one of the decisive goals.

You were sitting on the couch in his apartment, still wearing your Real Madrid jersey, your hands crossed on your knees. He, leaning on the kitchen counter, was staring at you with an amused expression.

“I thought you’d take that shirt off as soon as you came in,” he said, his tone playful but with a hint of mischief.

“Don’t count on it, Balde,” you replied, staring at him with challenging eyes.

He approached slowly, like a predator studying his prey. Each step felt like a blow to your pride. He stopped in front of you, his gaze piercing.

“You remember our bet, right?”

“Yes, I do,” you replied through gritted teeth.

“So, y/n… are you ready to keep your word?”

“I didn’t mean to lose,” you admitted, trying to keep your composure.

“But you lost,” he replied with a triumphant smile. “And now you’re here.”

There was a moment of silence. Then he sat down next to you, moving just close enough that you could feel his breath against your skin.

He reached for your shirt and ran his hands along the fabric, feeling the soft texture of the fabric.

"This shirt is beautiful," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "But it would look better on my bedroom floor, don't you think?"

His words sent a shiver down your spine, but you tried to remain impassive.

"You're not serious," you replied, trying to keep your cool.

"Oh, I am," he said, his fingers playing with the hem of your shirt. "You lost the bet, y/n. You promised you'd do whatever I wanted."

you look at him badly "I will not go to bed with a dirty culers" you say angry.

Alejandro laughed, a low, husky sound that sent goosebumps across your skin.

"Oh, y/n," he said, his fingers tracing patterns on your thigh. "You don't know what you're missing. But don't worry, we don't have to go to bed yet. There's so much we can do right here, on this couch."

At his words you look at him badly again.He leaned closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "You know, I've always had a thing for feisty girls like you," he murmured, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

"You're so tough, but I know how to bring out your more submissive side."

Alejandro lifted you from the couch and placed you in his lap, his arms encircling your waist. You tried to resist, but he held you firmly, his gaze piercing yours. "You can fight it all you want, y/n, but deep down, you know you're already mine."

His hands roamed over you slowly, exploring every inch of your body. "Just give in," he whispered, kissing your neck. "Let me make you feel what you truly crave."

"fuck you, I'm not yours and I never will be" you say confidently but in the meantime you try to move your neck more to give him more space.

Alejandro chuckled, his teeth grazing against your skin. "Oh, y/n," he murmured between kisses. "You can lie to yourself, but your body doesn't lie. It knows that it needs me."

His hands caressed your thighs, teasingly inching closer and closer to their center.

You tried to resist, to push him away, but his touch was too persuasive. Your breath was coming in short gasps now, and the warmth spreading through you was undeniable.

"Shh," he whispered. "Just be a good girl and give in. I promise you'll enjoy it immensely"

His fingers traced the edge of your panties, teasing you with their feather-like caress. You felt yourself weakening, the tension of the game forgotten as his touch ignited a fire within you. He watched your reaction with a cocky smile, knowing he was slowly breaking down your defenses.

"That's it, y/n," he murmured, his voice a low rumble in your ear. "Stop fighting it. You know you want this as much as I do."

His hands continued their exploration, their touch growing more confident as they found their way beneath your underwear. A low moan escaped your lips as his fingers brushed against your most sensitive spot.

"See? You can't resist," he purred, his fingers slowly stroking your most intimate place. "Just let go, y/n. Give in to me."

You tried to hold on, to fight the growing heat within you, but the sensations were too powerful. The way he touched you, the way he whispered in your ear - it was all too much. You gasped and arched against him, your body surrendering uncontrollably to his touch.

"That's a good girl," he praised, his lips capturing yours in a fierce kiss. His fingers kept moving, teasing and pleasuring with skillful precision. His other hand wandered up the hem of your t- shirt, pushing the fabric up to reveal your trembling body.

You moan into the kiss, and start to move closer to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and deepening the kiss

"Mmm," he murmured against your lips, his hands now roaming your bare skin. "I knew you'd come around, y/n."

Alejandro lifted you and placed you on his lap, the evidence of his own desire pressing against you as he continued to kiss you deeply.

You moan as you feel his erection against you and you grind against him as you deepen the kiss.

He groaned in pleasure, his hands gripping your hips and encouraging your movements. "Gods, y/n," he muttered, breaking the kiss and nipping at your neck. "You're driving me insane."

He moved against you, creating a delicious friction that made both of you gasp.

You were completely in his control now, surrendering to the sensations that rocked through you. His touch was electric, his kisses hungry, and the way he held you, possessive.

"You're mine," he whispered fiercely, his hands gripping your hips harder as he rocked against you. "Mine."

With a swift move, he lifted you into his arms and carried you to the nearby bed, laying your body down against the soft covers. His eyes, darker with desire, roamed over you, drinking in the sight of your flushed skin and parted lips.

"So beautiful," he murmured, his hands gently parting your legs to give him better access. His touch was both teasing and assertive as his fingers traced the inner side of your thighs.

Alejandro quickly undresses you, smiling at the sight of you naked "so sexy' he muttered.Then, his face was between your legs, his tongue delving into your most intimate center, sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through you. You cry out, your fingers gripping the sheets as he worked his magic, pushing you to the brink of ecstasy.

He added two fingers inside you while sucking your clit sending you to the limit.You moaned loudly and blocked his head by putting your hands on his hair and your legs resting on his neck. You moaned loudly "shit, keep going I'm coming" you moan as you push your pussy harder on his face.

Alejandro moans and moves his fingers faster and licking, sucking and kissing your pussy more making you come. "You taste so good baby" he whispers licking his fingers.

Slowly, he positioned himself above you, looking down at you with a mix of desire and dominance. "Now," he said, his voice a husky murmur, "Tell me who owns you."

You can barely form a coherent thought, your mind clouded with pleasure, but you know what he wants.

"You," you manage to gasp out, your body still quivering from your release. "I belong to you."

He smiles, satisfied with your answer, and then he leans down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss. "Good girl," he murmurs, his hands roaming over your body, his touch both possessive and tender. "All mine."

Alejandro smiles as he sucks and nibbles your nipples making you moan. Then he gently pulls away from your nipple and begins to undress and flips you over onto all fours.

He positions himself behind you, his hands gripping your hips. "You're all mine," he reiterates, his voice husky with desire. "Every inch of this body is mine."

His hands caress your skin, tracing patterns along your spine before his lips follow, kissing every inch of skin he can reach.

You can feel his breath against your skin, his lips warm and soft, sending shivers of anticipation through you. His hands continue to roam your body, exploring every curve and contour, claiming every inch of you as his own.

Alejandro starts rubbing himself on your ass and then enters you making you scream with pleasure.

"Mmm, you're so tight," he murmurs, his voice a low growl in your ear. "You feel so good around me."

He starts moving slowly, his hands still roaming your body, his touch both possessive and gentle. The sensations are overwhelming, the sounds and pleasure mixing together in a heady cocktail. You cry out, your body responding to him passionately, arching more towards him.

Alejandro smiles and grabs your ass and moves you towards him to make you arch better. "That's right, take it all like the good girl you are for me" he murmurs in your ear nibbling making you moan.

"That's it," he praises, his voice husky with pleasure. "Let go. Give yourself to me completely."

His movements become faster, more urgent, as he completely takes control of your body. He whispers praises and dirty words into your ear, his mouth hot against your skin, his teeth nipping lightly at your neck.

With each thrust, you feel yourself slipping deeper into the storm of pleasure. Your body is no longer your own, surrendering completely to the rhythm he sets. You cry out, lost in the sensations, the world around you fading away until all that remains is his touch, his voice, and the overwhelming pleasure that washes over you like a wave.

Alejandro slaps your ass and fucks you faster. You scream with pleasure and Alejandro smiles "You like getting fucked by a Barcelona player, eh Madridista?" he teases you by pushing harder

You can barely respond, your mind clouded by the sensations coursing through you. You manage to gasp out a response, your voice thick with desire. "Shut up, you dirty culer," you choke out, your words slightly slurred by the pleasure that consumes you. "You're just a cocky bastard, that's all."

Alejandro laughs and pushes himself harder into you. "I don't understand, repeat madridista" he teases.

You glare at him turning your head to look at him and Alejandro grabs you by the neck , the effect is lost in the haze of pleasure that surrounds you. "You know damn well what I said, you arrogant bastard," you grumble, your words laced with irritation.He just laughs, clearly enjoying your feisty attitude. "No manners, madridista," he says, his voice thick with amusement. "I'll have to teach you some."

He pushes himself in deeper, his hand gripping your hip tightly. "Are you ready to admit I'm the superior player?" he asks, his voice a low rumble in your ear. "That Madrid is nothing compared to Barcelona?"

You moan at his strong thrusts "never, you had any luck on the field" you blurt out.

He laughs at your defiance, clearly enjoying your fiery spirit. "Luck, you say?" he murmurs, his voice a low purr against your skin. "You really believe that, little madridista?"

He thrusts harder, making you gasp and arch your back, his movements slow and deliberate.

He leans in, his lips brushing against your neck. "Let me show you the real power of a Barcelona player," he whispers, his voice low and laced with arrogance. "I'm going to make you scream my name, madridista, and you'll never forget who owns this game."

With that, he picks up the pace, his body moving with powerful, purposeful strokes, each one claiming you completely. You can feel yourself slipping into a haze of pleasure, all thoughts of rivalry and competition fading away beneath the intoxicating rhythm of his movements.

You find yourself gasping and moaning, unable to form coherent thoughts or words, your mind consumed by the overwhelming sensations that ripple through you. The only sound that escapes your lips is his name, echoing softly in the air around you.

"Yes, that's it," he murmurs, his voice thick with satisfaction. "Say my name, madridista. Admit who owns you now."

You barely register the words, lost in the storm of pleasure, but somehow, you manage to choke out his name, your voice broken and shaky.

"Alejandro" you moan loudly arching to take more "so big" you hum in pleasure "so good" you continue to moan, almost whimpering with pleasure.

He's encouraged by your response, his movements growing rougher, more possessive. "My little madridista," he purrs, his voice husky and full of dominance. "You feel so good around me. All mine."

Each word sends a shiver down your spine, adding to the growing tension within you.

You're completely swept up in the moment, your body responding to his touch like a puppet to its master. He controls everything - the rhythm, the pace, the pleasure - and you're completely helpless beneath him, surrendering every inch of yourself to him.

Your mind is a storm of emotions and sensations, your body a battlefield for his touch. You can feel your climax building, growing in intensity, a slow burn that builds and builds until it finally explodes in a rush of pleasure and release. You cry out his name, the sound swallowed up by the waves of ecstasy that crash over you, your body shuddering beneath his.

Alejandro grabs your hair to push himself deeper into you.

You moan at his rough, possessive touch, the slight edge of pain adding to the overwhelming pleasure that engulfs you. "Yes," you gasp out, your voice hoarse and low. "God, yes, deeper."

His movements become rougher, more demanding, each thrust sending shocks of pleasure through your body. You cling to him, your nails digging into his back, your mind lost in a haze of ecstasy.

He growls into your ear, his voice thick with possession. "Mine," he grunts, his words punctuated by deep, powerful thrusts. "You're all mine, madridista. Only mine."

You can feel yourself slipping deeper into the abyss of pleasure, your body responding to his every movement, every word, every touch. There's nothing left now but the storm of passion and dominance that surrounds you, the world outside fading away until all that remains is the two of you and the explosive connection that binds you together.

"Come for me," he groans into your ear, his voice a low, commanding growl. "Scream my name, madridista. Show me who owns you now."

You're helpless against his command, your body and soul completely under his control. You cry out his name, your voice hoarse and broken, as the waves of ecstasy wash over you, consuming you completely. Your body shudders and twitches beneath him, your mind a dizzying whirlwind of pleasure and surrender.

He holds you close, your bodies locked together in a tangled mess of limbs and sweat and pleasure. He whispers soft, possessive words in your ear, the sound of his voice a soothing balm to your racing heart. Slowly, slowly, the storm of passion begins to subside, leaving you both gasping for breath and blissfully exhausted.

You gasp as you feel him release inside of you, the sensation sending a shiver down your spine. You cling to him, your body still trembling from the force of your climax, your mind blissfully blank and free of all thoughts except the sweet, bone-deep satisfaction that envelops you both.

"You're mine," he whispers into your ear, his voice a possessive purr. "Mine. Always mine."

You can only respond with a soft sigh, your body and mind too exhausted to form a coherent thought. You feel him pull you closer, his arms wrapping around you in a gentle, yet firm embrace. You bury your face in his chest, breathing in his scent, letting yourself bask in the afterglow of pleasure and connection.

[lucy90712]

Gavi, Pedri, Jude, Joao and Balde and their love languages?

Gavi: 

- His language is physical touch 

- He is pretty much attached to you at the hip when you are around as there's nothing he loves more than being close to you and getting to hold you 

- You aren't the biggest fan of pda as you know that people will see and takes pictures and then they'll be all over social media but Pablo will still hold your hand wherever you go he still respects your boundaries and won't kiss you but he will always have hold of your hand so that he can still feel close to you although he always says it's to keep you safe 

- When you aren't out in public and are just with family or friends Pablo doesn't hold back on showing you affection he will have his arms around your waist and leave kisses on your neck, he'll even have you sit on his lap with the excuse that he just making more room for other people to sit but really he just wants you close

- His favourite thing in the world is to cuddle with you after a long day getting to come home and cuddle with you on the sofa makes him feel so much better or in the morning when he doesn't have training getting to just pull you into his arms and snuggle until you absolutely have to get up 

- Pablo isn't the best at expressing his love for you in words and he's not a romantic as some guys like he can't just tell you how much he loves you as he can't ever find the right words to describe his feelings so instead he does it by showing you physical affection 

- In all your past relationships you've never had such an affectionate boyfriend all your past boyfriends have either just told you they loved you or got you things like flowers thinking that is enough but now that you've been with Pablo you never want to go back as the way he shows that he loves you makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside 

Pedri: 

- His love language is quality time 

- He has grown up being very close with his family and he still likes to have them around and spend time with them and now he acts the same way with you he loves you so he wants to spend time with you and enjoy your company 

- From the start of your relationship Pedri has always made sure that he makes time to spend with you even when you'd only been together for a few months he'd make sure he saw you at least twice a week even when he had a busy schedule with games 

- Even now that you live together Pedri makes sure that you spend quality time together you always have a date night once a week although it can't always be the same day and sometimes he's too exhausted to do much more than have a movie night on the sofa but he still makes sure to enjoy the time he has alone with you 

- Pedri loves nothing more than to be around you you are his favourite person to be around because as much as he loves his family sometimes they annoy him so any free time he has is spent with you even if you are busy working at home he'll happily just sit and keep you company 

- Getting to spend quality time with you is his favourite part of the day it always makes him feel better if he's had a hard day or even just a regular day you always make him smile even if you aren't trying to he could be in the middle of nowhere but as long as he's with you he'd be fine 

- The boys make fun of him sometimes as they think he's gone soft and that he's too clingy but really it's not that he just loves you and spending time with you is his way of showing it besides their opinion doesn't matter as he knows you love being able to spend so much time with him despite his busy schedule 

Jude: 

- Jude's love language is gift giving 

- With Jude having so many matches and with you living back in England while he's Madrid your time together is limited even when you go to visit him he's not always home and it's not often that he gets to come back to England so to make up for that he likes to get you gifts to make you know how much he loves you 

- Every place he goes he always finds something to give you so you have a collection of little gifts and trinkets from all the places he's been even if he was only there for a day or two it's become something you use to remind yourself that Jude is always thinking about you even when he can't be by your side 

- When you do get to be together he still gets you gifts he likes to spoil you he takes you out for nice dinners and fun dates where he pays for everything even if you offer to pay or tell him not to he just wants to treat you  

- He always goes all out for big occasions like your birthday and your anniversary he makes enough money to treat you so he does he knows you'll never buy anything nice for yourself so he does it for you in fact he's the only reason you got a new phone that actually functions 

- It's not just expensive things he buys for you whether you are together or not he gets you flowers every week the bouquet always looks different too it's not like he just sends you roses every week he gets you the prettiest bunch he can find and they always come with a lovely note from him telling you how much he misses you 

- You always think that once you actually move in with Jude whenever that might be that the content little gifts will stop but it most definitely won't he truly enjoys getting you flowers and little things from all the places he goes to so that definitely won't stop and of course he has to treat you on special occasions so nothing will change nothing at all

Joao: 

- His love language is words of affirmation 

- Joao has always had a way with words although he didn't realise it until he met you and somehow the words just always flow from his mouth whenever you need some reassurance or a pick me up he always knows exactly what to say

- For every birthday and anniversary he always writes you a card filled with the most beautiful words that's always make you tear up as it makes you realise just how much Joao love and cares about you even when you are fighting or when you're apart he still loves you a lot

- When he was with his ex it destroyed him and his confidence but since he found you he's never felt better and he wants you to feel that too so he uses his way with words to make sure that you can feel his he feels now and not his he felt with his ex 

- Joao is always there to give you a pep talk when you have a big presentation at work like you do for him before big matches although he's definitely better at hyping you up that you are but that's part of his charm

- You never have to feel insecure about anything when Joao is around as whenever you start to doubt yourself or out yourself down he is right there to tell you all the things he loves about you and compliment everything about you until you are smiling and admitting that you are beautiful and really meaning it 

- Joao isn't the romantic type he's not the best at planning dates or doing big gestures but he makes up for that with the way he makes you feel so loved and appreciated because he tells you that all day everyday 

Balde: 

- Alejandro's love language is acts of service 

- Ale loves to be able to do things for you he doesn't get to be with you as much as he wants to be as you both have busy schedules we whenever he gets the chance he loves to do little things for you to make your life easier 

- He likes to make your life easier by doing things like picking up groceries on his way back from training for you so that you don't have to go after classes but he also does little things to show that he loves you like if he stays over with you he'll get up before you and make you breakfast and leave a little note for you to read when you wake up 

- His love for helping you is definitely useful as if you ask him to do anything he'll do it no questions asked like when you ask him to read your essays before you hand them in he doesn't understand a thing but he does it anyway and he'll happily quiz you before your exams making sure to reward you with sweets he bought over every time you get something right 

- He lives to make you happy and seeing the way your face lights up when you realise what he's done for you makes his heart feel full sometimes he doesn't get to see your face but he loves seeing the text you send him when you realise he's sent you food to help your cramming session and he loves the kiss he gets when you next see each other even more 

- Ale likes other forms of showing his love for you he likes to cuddle with you as you like nothing more than to cuddle but he finds it easiest to show his love for you by doing things for you he's always been a practical person and someone who works better when doing so he shows his love in that way too 

- You always appreciate everything he does for you and your try and do the same for him as much as possible which he loves seeing your face as you think about all the ways you can replay him when he does something like buys you groceries or helps you study

[bellcza]

the new generation is always the answer 💫

[bukayo-saka]

Alejandro Balde I'm 👀👀👀

[httpsdana]

Balde fic where hes normally super smooth and confident but the reader has him all nervous and stuttering for the first time ever and his friends are teasing him for it 👀

Unscripted~Alejandro Balde

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

・❥・a/n: I LOVED writing this so much!!

Balde was known for his charm and confidence between his teammates, especially when it comes to the topic of girls. However, when he met y/n, it was as if all his confidence vanished in seconds.

y/n was the best friend of Berta, Fermin’s girlfriend, and while she and Alejandro only exchanged a few polite words at one of the matches she had attended with Berta, something about her lingered in his mind.

Maybe it was her beauty, or kindness, maybe even confidence. He couldn’t exactly point out what it was, but ever since their first encounter, Alejandro found himself bringing her up to conversations more than he would like to admit.

And of course, his friends noticed.

“I swear she’s all you ever talk about,” Gavi once said, as the group of them were sitting at Pedri’s apartment, enjoying a chill evening.

“That’s not true,” Alejandro scoffed, knowing damn well he was lying.

“Yes you do” Lamine joined him, smirking as he gave Pedri a wink. “Last week you asked Fermin if she was single four times. In one conversation,”

Alejandro groaned before speaking again. “I didn’t–”

“You did,” Fermin interrupted with a smile. “Don’t worry though. It’s cute to see ‘Mr smooth with the ladies’ being shy about his crush”

“Leave him alone,” Pedri added with a teasing smile.

“It’s fun watching him malfunction for once,” Ansu said, making the others laugh.

“I’m not malfunctioning! You guys are annoying” Alejandro shot back, glaring at his friends

“All I’m saying is that if she’s going to be at the barbeque, we’re gonna need some popcorn for the show,” Gavi said, leaning back on the couch with a smirk.

“Please y/n. Fermin’s friends are pure chaos, and I need you to be here with me. Plus Balde is gonna be here” Berta’s teasing voice said through the phone , making y/n roll her eyes.

“I’ll come, but only because I know you can’t handle any set ups on your own” she said, making Berta hum in sarcasm

“Mhm sure” she teased making y/n chuckle

“Shut up. I have to go now” y/n said before hanging up.

“Hey guys?” Fermin said, approaching his group of friends. “Berta said that y/n is gonna be with us at the barbeque” 

Gavi let out a whistle as Pedri laughed, watching how Alejandro nearly dropped his bottle, the plastic container slipping from his hands and spilling on his shorts.

“Joder” Balde mumbled, furiously patting the wet spot on his shorts (fuck)

“Oh man he’s already losing it” Lamine burst into laughter

“Relax, Romeo,” Ansu said, smirking. “You’re gonna be fine, just don't faint when she talks to you”

“I hate you all” Alejandro said, throwing his water bottle away and going to the other part of the team, the ones who didn't know about his secret crush

By the time the boys arrived at Fermin's house, Berta and y/n had already set up everything in the backyard. Balde spotted her from the door, watching how she laughed at something Berta had said.

“She’s right there” Pedri whispered in his ear, nudging his shoulder

“I have eyes” He hissed, making Gavi chuckle from behind them.

“So go say hi to her,” Lamine urged, grinning like a kid who's just been given candy

“yeah let's see that famous Balde charm you've been bragging about in action”Ansu teased, making the group laugh once again

“I haven't been bragging–”

“Oh please,” Pedri interrupted, “I've lost count of the times you've said ‘i don't get nervous around girls’,”

Alejandro groaned, shoving his sweaty hands in his pockets

“can you guys just…stop?”

“Oh not a chance,” Fermin grinned. “you’re gonna go talk to her”

“I’m not doing it right now,” He shook his head, making Gavi snicker from behind.

“This is gonna be an interesting night,” Gavi said, rubbing his hands against each other as if getting ready for some action.

Throughout the evening, Alejandro tried his best to act normal, but it was impossible with her being so close to him.

She seemed to float through the party in her sundress so effortlessly, helping Berta out with last-minute details and chatting with everyone.

Everytime she looked his way, his heart rate skyrocketed, and he looked away immediately.

“you've been awfully quiet tonight,” y/n said with a curious smile, walking up to him as he stood awkwardly by the grill 

“I'm fine!,”he said way too quickly, his voice cracking slightly

She raised an eyebrow, her amusement evident.

“you sure about that?”

Before he could respond, Lamine appeared beside him, grinning from ear to ear 

“He's fine. just distracted by a very specific person”

Alejandro groaned, running a hand over his face.

“Lamine stop,”

“What?” Lamine grinned, “I’m just trying to help you”

“By embarrassing me?” Alejandro muttered under his breath

y/n tilted her head, clearly entertained by the exchange, “you guys are fun” she said with a soft laugh.

“Fun is one word for it” He said, shooting a glare at Lamine as he walked away, chuckling.

And as the night went on, the teasing only got worse. 

“He hasn’t tripped over his feet yet,” Pedri said, watching as Alejandro nervously handed her a plate of food before starting to make his way to them

“Give it time,” Ansu added, barely holding back a laugh.

“He’s definitely going to mess up soon,” Lamine chimed in, grinning.

“Can you all stop?” Alejandro hissed, his ears burning red.

From across the yard, Berta caught y/n's eye and gave her a knowing look. She blushed slightly, biting her lip.

Berta leaned closer and whispered something to Fermin, who burst into laughter.

“She knows,” Fermin said, nudging Alejandro. “You’re doomed, bro.”

“shit”

As the night started to wind down, y/n found Alejandro leaning against the fence, staring out at the backyard with a faraway look in his eyes.

“Hey” she said softly, walking up to him.

He jumped slightly, turning to face her with wide eyes. “oh, uh, hi”

“So you're gonna tell me what got you in the mood tonight?” she teased, a small smile playing on her lips.

“yeah…uh just tired, I guess” he said, scratching the back of his neck.

She laughed softly, before speaking again. “you're a terrible liar”

He let out a nervous chuckle, shrugging. “maybe”

“Well,” she said, stepping closer to him. “we should hang out soon. you know, just us”

Alejandro blinked, clearly caught off guard. “really?” he started, watching how she raised her eyebrows in amusement.

“I mean…yeah that'd be great. I'd like that”

She smiled at his shy state, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

“Good night Ale”

Before he could recover, she turned and walked away, leaving him frozen in place.

From across the yard, Gavi let out a loud whistle. “She made the move, and he’s still standing there like a statue!”

“He’s broken,” Pedri added, doubling over with laughter.

“I think she likes you, mate,” Fermin teased.

Alejandro groaned, burying his face in his hands. But even with all the teasing, he couldn’t stop smiling.

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[ikram1909]

Gavi getting mad really is this club's favourite source of entertainment 😭😭

[ikram1900]

Oh Gavi loves Lamine DOWN 😭😭

[strawberryblue-blog]

Please can u do barca boys being clingy with the reader? (add hector fort plss!)

Super clingy —FC Barcelona.

summary: request.

warnings: none. cute, soft, excess of romanticism.

words count: +1.1k

💌: Masterlist.

Pedri González.

Endless hugs.

He always finds an excuse to hug or touch you, even when there is no apparent reason. If you're sitting on the couch, he settles in behind you, wrapping his arms around you while resting his head on your shoulder.

"It's just that I'm more comfortable here" he tells you, even though you know he just wants to feel you close.

If you move, he adjusts his embrace without complaint, as if you are a puzzle piece that needs to fit perfectly with him. If you walk the other way around the house, he will follow you, trying to catch you again.

Ferran Torres.

Kisses all the time.

Not an hour goes by without him giving you a kiss. Whether on the forehead, on the cheek, on the tip of the nose or on the lips, his gestures are constant. He approaches without a word and leans in to kiss you anyway.

"I just can't help it, you're too cute" he says whenever you protest.

Even in public, he finds ways to drop you a quick kiss, if only to remind you how much he adores you. Sometimes it's accompanied by a hug from behind and he'll linger for a while until you ask him to move (in a good way)

Pablo Gavi.

Sticky hands.

If they're watching a movie, their fingers gently run up and down your arm, drawing little circles without you noticing. If you have loose hair, he takes it between his fingers and caresses it as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

Sometimes, he touches your face, gently tracing the line of your jaw or your nose.

"I just like to memorize you" he tells you when you ask what he's doing. His hands don't hold back and will touch you for as long as he has the chance.

Fermín López.

Enchanted words.

He tells you "I love you" with a frequency that seems exaggerated, but it never feels forced. "Did you know you're the best thing that ever happened to me?" he asks you at least once a day.

"Did I tell you already that you look beautiful today? Because you are. Always" Even when you're disheveled or in your pajamas, he finds a way to remind you how much you mean to him.

He chases you with compliments, anywhere, any time, he is tender and delicate, telling you how much he loves and appreciates you.

Alejandro Balde.

Faithful companion.

No matter what you are doing, he wants to be with you. If you are cooking, he stays in the kitchen, even if it's just to lean on the counter and watch you. If you're studying, he's your moral support by your side, never leaving you alone.

If you have to go out shopping, he insists on going with you, if you visit the doctor, if you have dinner with your parents, even if you do something simple like go to the bathroom.

"I don't want to miss a second with you" he says with a smile, as if it really is a luxury to be by your side even in the most mundane tasks.

Hector Fort.

Annoying romantic.

Suddenly, without warning, he takes you by the hand and starts dancing with you, even though there is no music.

"Listen, there's a song in my head and it's perfect for us" he says as he guides you with awkward steps around the room.

He hugs you, lifts you up, throws you on the couch to tickle you, undoes your hair,olesta practically but romantically. Even if you laugh at his witticism, you can't help but feel special as he's obsessed with you.

Lamine Yamal.

Personal protector.

If you're tired, he carries your bag without you asking. If you're in a crowded place, he holds your hand firmly, as if he wants to make sure you don't get lost.

If someone speaks to you in a way he considers inappropriate, he discreetly places you behind him. "Don't worry, I'm here" he says with a security that makes you feel completely protected that even seeing seems annoying but isn't.

He takes care of you in front of others and gets extremely affectionate to protect you from anything.

Pau Cubarsí.

Deep glances.

Maybe he is the least annoying in terms of affection. But he loves mirartc When you fall asleep, how peacefully you rest next to him, while he admires you in love.

"You look so peaceful like that" he says when you wake up and find him looking at you with a smile.

If you move, he arranges the blanket over you, making sure you don't get cold. If you come up, he carefully pulls it down, if your hair gets out of place, Pau rearranges it. Sometimes, he even leaves you little notes that you find when you wake up.

[littlebeluu]

needy for him

marc guiu × female reader

warnings: smut

He looked so hot. He looked so hot laying in that couch wearing only a pair of boxers that you couldn't help but clench your thighs. He was used to doing that, walking around the house in underwear, pretending he didn't know it provoked you. You've never been so attracted to anyone like you were towards Marc. His back and arms were huge although his sport didn't involve having a big upper body. But he trained hard, he was probably the most disciplined person you knew. His abs weren't that marked but his v-line was what made you go feral. It made such a good contrast with his small waist that you couldn't help but constantly imagine wrapping your legs around him. But the cherry on top for you was his happy trail. You find it so sexy that you'd actually get mad whenever he shaved it. Your face dropping when you noticed, and him laughing at you for being so dramatic.

And there he sat, on the couch of your apartment where he would sleep at almost every day. His legs spread and his arms outstretched while he watched some old game that he missed due to training. You walked towards him and looked him in the eyes trying to catch his attention. All you ever wanted was his attention. He kept his eyes on the TV as if he didn't know what you wanted. So you softly caressed his huge thighs and proceeded to sit on his lap. God you loved snuggling on top of him, it would make you feel so tiny.

"Love, you know I'm trying to watch the game" he said barely making eye contact with you. You didn't answer. Instead you began to leave wet kisses on his neck while slowly caressing the back of his hair. You felt him sigh and move a little under you. You knew you had him wrapped around your finger. Marc put his hands on your waist and slowly lifted his big hand under your shirt, lovingly brushing your shoulders with his finger tips. He unclasped your bra and then took your shirt and the bra off, leaving you wearing only your blue undies. You started to grind against him, so horny that all you wanted was to soothe all that desire that has been building in your lower tummy. Marc loved when you dry humped him. He knew that it meant you needed him and he loved to feel needed. The whimpers that he left out were making that funny feeling in your pussy even stronger. The wetness on your panties were staining his boxers. You could see the outline of his cock. His tip was out, and his happy trail was glistening due to his pre-cum and your juices. Sexiest sight ever.

"You're going to kill me one of these days baby"

You looked at him lovingly, there was nothing hotter than the words and sounds he left out whenever he was aroused. You pulled his underwear down and grabbed his shaft, slowly stroking him. He was wet from your mixed juices. You bit your lip looking at it and Marc swears he could have cum just from that look. While lifting your hips you drag his tip in between your folds and whine when it brushes your swollen clit. Marc impatiently thrusts his hips and pushes his cock inside you and you both can't help but moan loudly. It feels like you were made for each other. He grabs your hips with the kind of pressure that you know is going to leave marks tomorrow, but you don't care because it hurts so good. He guides your movements while he sucks your tits, sometimes licking and sometimes biting gently. Your clit would constantly brush over his trimmed pubic hair and you knew you were getting closer and closer.

"I can feel you clenching around me, so needy for me. F-fucking gorgeous"

And he was right, you needed him all the time, at all hours, one right move and he'll have you clenching your thighs while looking at him. You could tell he was about to cum too, he would sometimes shut his eyes and his grip on your hips would be even harder while he quietly cussed. You move your hips faster, with one hand holding onto his shoulder and the other resting on his thigh. The pleasure was so intense that you moved forward, pressing your chest against him and screaming loudly, your orgasm always being better than the previous one, your legs shaking while you feel his spurts of cum fill you up so deep. He groans loudly as his hips uncontrollably thrust into you. You loved that he was so vocal while fucking, never saved a sound to himself.

"I love you Marc" You said while looking into his eyes. His eyes were so beautiful. They were sometimes brown and sometimes amber, and they would wrinkle when he smiled. And right now he was smirking while holding eye contact, his forehead and chest sweaty and his breath heavy.

"I love you even more baby"

[pedripics]

Gavi and Balde being easily amused by Pedri’s ‘vamooss’ 😂

[insidekatmind]

Nightmare-Alejandro Balde

It was a quiet night in Barcelona, but for Alejandro Balde, sleep wasn’t as peaceful. He was tossing and turning in bed, sweating, his hair disheveled, his heart racing. A nightmare was tormenting him, a dream that was slowly eating him alive.

In the dream, you and he were together, just like always, but something was wrong. He watched you slowly pulling away, your face sad, and your hands slipping from his. In the confusion, he saw another man. A man who was smiling at you, looking at you with tenderness, and holding your hand.

"I can’t… I can’t lose you..." he mumbled in the dream, but you, with a sorrowful look, turned away and walked toward that other man.

"I’m sorry, Alejandro," you said. "I need someone else."

The dream dissolved quickly, but the pain was intense. Alejandro woke up suddenly, trembling, his eyes filled with tears. His breath was erratic, as if he had run for miles. He looked beside him, searching for you, and found you peacefully asleep.

His heart wouldn’t calm down, and the thought of losing you was tearing him apart. Without making a sound, he got out of bed and sat on the edge, hiding his face in his hands.

The sound of your voice made him lift his head. You were waking up, and as soon as you noticed something was wrong, you immediately approached him.

"Love, what’s going on?" you asked gently, stroking his back. "Why are you so upset?"

His lips trembled as he tried to explain. "I had a nightmare... a horrible dream... you... you were leaving me for another man."

Tears filled Alejandro’s eyes, and he couldn’t hide the pain anymore. You hugged him tightly, as if you wanted to make him feel safe, that nothing like that would ever happen.

"I’m sorry, I love you so much," he said between sobs. "I don’t want to lose you."

Calmly and lovingly, you stroked his hair. "Shh, Alejandro, my love, you don’t need to worry," you whispered softly. "I will never leave you. No matter what happens, I’ll always be here with you."

His hands gripped yours tightly, as if he wanted to make sure you were really there, that it was just a dream, a bad dream.

"I trust you," he finally said, trying to calm down, but his heart was still racing.

You lay down next to him, your hands holding his. "I’ll never leave you, Alejandro," you promised, looking into his eyes with sweetness. "I’m here for you, today, tomorrow, and always. There’s no one else, just you."

Alejandro held you close, feeling your reassuring presence. After a while, his breathing slowed, but his heart still carried the weight of that fear.

The next morning, the sun was just rising, and despite the comfort of the night, Alejandro still seemed worried. You woke up before him and found him staring at the ceiling, his hands intertwined.

"I still feel strange," he said in a low voice. "That dream... it shook me."

You sat beside him, gently stroking his face. "Love, a dream is just a dream. Reality is different, you know that. I love you, and there’s no one else beside me."

Alejandro looked at you, seeking comfort in your eyes. "I know... but sometimes I’m afraid of losing you."

"It will never happen," you responded confidently, placing a hand on his heart. "I am yours, Alejandro. Always. And I promise there will never be anyone who could take your place."

He smiled at you, although still a little tense. "Thank you, my love. You make me feel safe."

You leaned in and kissed him on the forehead. "And I’ll always be here, I promise."

Despite the nightmare, Alejandro felt better. And even though he still carried the weight of the fear, he knew that your love was the most important thing, and it would never change.