#barcelonism

[frenchcurious]

Casa Batlló by Antoni Gaudí (1852-1926) in Barcelona , Spain. - source Aure Bonmatí Mondéjar.

[totaly-obsessed]

Alexia Putellas, Aitana Bonmatí & Caroline Graham Hansen Appreciation

Request a player | with @alotofpockets

[fxndom-multix]

Behind Closed Doors (X F.Reader)

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which the two of you were supposed to be strictly just ❛ friends with benefits ❜ until Gavi realizes just how important you are to him.

There is just one rule regarding a friends-with-benefits situation. Whatever you do, don't fall in love.

And somehow, Gavi had broken it.

But now was not the time to be thinking about it.

"Good girl, just like that- fuck." The brown-haired boy's teeth sunk into his lower lip as you rolled your hips against his, feeling the way your velvety walls perfectly wrapped around his cock. "Doing so good for me."

A whimper escaped your throat as you placed your hands on his bare stomach, fingertips dancing over his abs, trying to ignore the prominent ache in your thighs. However, he noticed your exhausted movements, concern slightly furrowing his brows.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I-" You swallowed, quivering as his dick hit the right spot inside you. "It's too much."

Deciding to take control, Gavi quickly pulled you off him before flipping you back onto the bed and pushing back into you again, dropping his head against your bare chest at the feeling. "Fuck. C'mon, you can take it . . . There we go, beautiful."

Your heart skipped a beat behind your ribs at the name that slipped from his mouth before you sighed in pleasure as he began to thrust into you again, slow and deep strokes, his hazel eyes heavy-lidded with lust ( and, unbeknownst to you, love ).

"Look so pretty like this." He murmured, watching as your back arched, the sounds falling from your mouth begging for him to speed up. He obeyed your pleas with a smirk, aware of the way you tightened around him, a usual indication that you were close.

He had become so familiar with your body.

"Gonna cum." You mumbled, eyes rolling back into your head before another spark of electricity shot through you as the pad of Gavi's thumb found your clit, circling the bundle of nerves as the knot tightened in your stomach.

"Me too, shit." He hissed, thrusts becoming sloppy as he fucked you deeper into the mattress. "Fuck, come on, baby, cum. Cum for me."

And you did. Your body trembled, welcoming the intense but blissful wave that washed over your silhouette and crashed through your veins as Gavi, holding your hips in place, came with a moan, trembling as he spilt into the condom.

He then practically collapsed on top of you, exhaling heavily, before pulling out. Stepping away for a moment, Gavi discarded the condom before returning to his bed, honey-hued irises trailing over your weary figure which was sheened with sweat. "You okay?"

You responded with a hum, gazing at him through your lashes. "Never been better."

He chuckled at your answer, however, his smile soon dropped as he watched you stand up from the bed, collecting your clothes from the floor. "You leavin' already?"

Your head lowered, avoiding his glance towards you as you tugged on your panties. "Yeah . . . I mean, that's our deal isn't it?"

Of course. The deal.

It was the agreement between the two of you before beginning this sort of relationship and it's rules included total secrecy, no questions, no kissing and most importantly, no romantic feelings.

He nodded once, disappointment twisting in his chest. "Yeah. You, um- gonna come to the game tomorrow?"

You sent him a soft smile, buttoning your jeans. "Of course. Gotta show my support for the team, right?"

"Right," Gavi mumbled, jaw shifting at your use of the word team and not you.

"Um, okay, I'll see you tomorrow, then." Your lips pressed together awkwardly as Gavi pulled on a pair of sweatpants to walk you to the door.

"See you." His words were blunt, a bitter tone braided through the comment, but before you could question it, he had closed the door behind you, leaving himself alone with his swirling thoughts.

The roar of thousands of dedicated fans across the stadium was a sound that Gavi could never get sick of. As he jogged out onto the field, the dewy grass tickling his ankles, he couldn't help but slowly scan the crowd, seeking your familiar, comforting smile.

But it was nowhere to be found. His heart dropped as he silently cursed himself in his head for ever thinking you were going turn up.

You guys were just friends with benefits and that's all you guys were ever going to be. Plain and simple.

Meanwhile, impatiently tapping your fingertips across the leather steering wheel, you let out a huff, watching the vehicles in front of you move just inches.

"For fuck's sake." You laughed to yourself, eyes rolling heavenwards in annoyance at the sight of the bumper-to-bumper traffic. "Of all days there has to be a traffic jam, it has to be today. Of course."

Eyes flickering over to the time displayed on the screen in the middle of the dashboard, your features scrunched into a wince, realising that the game had already begun.

You eventually arrived at the field, hurriedly presenting your entry pass for special access into the team's rooms ( a casual present that Gavi had given you a few weeks ago ) before being ushered into your seat, just as the whistle to signify half-time echoed throughout the pitch.

An unfamiliar and unusual sense of guilt curled in your stomach as your eyes found a dejected-looking Gavi, walking into the tunnel with his team and disappearing from your sight. Wrinkling your nose slightly, you found yourself feeling disappointed in yourself for arriving at the game late, despite the circumstances being out of your hands.

Why do you care so much, Y/N, about his reaction? It's not like you're dating or anything!

And finally, it dawned on you.

It was the perfect opportunity.

Gavi had broken away from the defenders, the ball at his feet, effortlessly dancing through the swarm of players, before striking the ball perfectly, his hazel irises lighting up as it hit the back of the net.

The stadium exploded into screams as you jumped to your feet, a beam stretched across your face as you cheered, watching as he celebrated with his teammates before glancing up towards the stands where those who had special access were seated.

And, miraculously, his gaze found and connected with yours, the realisation tugging his lips into a grin before he subtly nodded towards you and blew you a kiss, the small gesture causing a whole kaleidoscope of butterflies to flit in your stomach.

Eventually, the game ended with the score being 2-0 and you found yourself in the hallway, waiting for Gavi to emerge from the tunnel. As soon as he had noticed you, he jogged up to you, his strong arms immediately enveloping your body.

"Hi." He murmured happily into your ear before parting from you, glancing towards his team and beginning to chew on the inside of his lip anxiously. "I- . . . I need to tell you something, Y/N. In private."

You shadowed where his eyes trailed before nodding, feeling his hand gently grasp yours before leading you to the staircase, far away from his teammates and their nosy eavesdropping. "Is everything okay?"

"I can't do this anymore, Y/N. I can't keep pretending like this."

"Pretending like what?"

"Like I want to be just friends who fool around. I- I want to be more than that."

Your lips parted at his confession, eyes widening as adrenaline buzzed through your veins. "But your career! Those rules we have-"

"Fuck the rules." His voice interrupted your rambling, the serious tone that bled through his words causing you to instantly lift your head up towards his. "I don't want you to be just a distraction anymore. I want to be more than that."

And at his words, you tenderly pressed your lips to his. His heart thudded against your fingers as you rested your hand on his chest, joy blossoming through your stomach as he smiled against your mouth.

Gavi soon pulled away, a cheeky smirk playing on his lips. "Shame on you, you've broken rule number three now."

His comment earned a playful eye roll from you, feeling your fingers intertwining with his. "Well, y'know what I was told once?"

"What?"

"Fuck the rules."

[kamwilliamsonn]

I'm okay - Mapi León

based off request here

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You woke up to soft kisses placed all over your face. "Mi amor, es hora de despertar." My love, it's time to wake up." ("My love, it's time to wake up.")

You let out a groan and roll over. "Es el día del juego, mi amor". ("It's game day, my love.")

Your eyes fluttered open, a soft frown fluttering on your face. "Tengo un mal presentimiento sobre el partido de hoy, mi vida". ("I have a bad feeling about today's game, my life.")

Mapi frowned softly, her hair coming up to move your bed hair from your face. "No pasará nada, no conmigo allí. Me aseguraré de ello". ("Nothing will happen, not with me there. I'll make sure of it.")

She was wrong.

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You'd ended up missing the ball entirely, catching her ankles and sending her to the floor in pain.

You'd stood up instantly, putting a hand out to help her out. But when she doesn't get back up, one of her teammates are instantly in your face, screaming at you and pushing you away.

Mapi was one movement away from stepping in, one more move and she'd get the person on you.

"Look, I'm sorry, I know, I didn't mean to!" You tried defending yourself, switching to English in hopes that she'd understand you. "Is she okay? Are you okay?" You asked the girl on the floor, about to move forward one more time when a fist came swinging at your face.

You dropped to the floor, holding your face as it bled, but you were instantly up when you heard an unrecognisable voice.

"¿Cómo te atreves? Ella no fue su intención. No, no me toques. No me importa si me cardas. ¡Mírala! No fue su intención, ¡mira lo que hiciste!" ("How dare you? She didn't mean to. No, don't touch me. I don't care if you card me. Look at her! She didn't mean to, look what you did!")

"Mapi, Mapi, mi amor, mi vida, estoy bien, vamos, estoy bien". ("Mapi, Mapi, my love, my life, I'm fine, come on, I'm fine".) You told her, one hand still holding your definitely broken nose as you stepped in between her and the player who punched you.

"Estás sangrando, eso no está bien". ("You're bleeding, that's not alright.")

You tried to wipe the blood off your hand so you could hope her with both but you just had to cover it back up due to the immense pain, Mapi was seeing red. She had to calm down.

"I'm okay." You switched to your first language. "I'm okay, darling, I'm okay. I'm going to be subbed off, and sorted out. And I'll be okay. It just means you'll have to be careful with my wake up kisses."

"You told me you had a bad feeling." She told you, regretting not just staying in bed. Feeling your body against hers.

"I know. But tomorrow, we have a day off, and we can sleep all day."

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You were wrong about that too.

Mapi had never been the most patient person ever, she'd woken up at 6am, and just laid with you, watching your chest go up and down with each breath, God, you were so perfect in her eyes.

She'd done that for an hour before she creeped out of bed and to the kitchen, waking you up with breakfast in bed and soft kisses placed over every inch of your undamaged skin, making sure to leave your broken nose well enough alone.

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I actually kinda love this- Mapi León is the love of my life, and this is in celebration of her goal today (and the request of course)

As always, my requests are in fact open, feel free to send anything woso and I'll give it my best shot

[eupat]

[fidjiefidjie]

Bonjour, bonne journée ☕️ 🌂

Confidences à Barcelone , devant la cathédrale 🇪🇸 Espagne 1966

Photo de Eugeni Forcano

[cupidsrrott]

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩; PABLO GAVI

𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, they spend their first night together at his flat.

author’s note; um once again this is not proofread🤗. but this is my first gavi one shot so i hope it was alright!

“Thank you” I say as my friend passes me a drink I gave her a smile as I took sip out of the can the cold alcoholic drink running down my throat. As my friend gave me a smile and a ‘no problem’ as the both of us weaved our way through the crowded house away from the kitchen making sure we were close to one another.

The drink still in my hand as we made our way to the rest of our girlfriends. All of us laughing as we danced together with drinks in hand just the slightest bit tipsy but I was still conscious and alert unlike some of them. I looked around the house trying to find the familiar face of my boyfriend whom I haven’t seen since the start of the night. And was still yet to be seen.

I was still in the middle of my second and most likely my last drink of the night as jeers were heard from outside the large Spanish villa. Most people including my friends and I went outside curious as to the commotion coming from outside. I looked up to the roof as everyone else was doing so.

And right up there on the orange shingles to one level of the house was Pablo Gavi, my dumbass boyfriend. His drink in hand as he raised it in the air causing everyone to continue cheering at his position. A fee people calling out “Golden boy” in chants towards Gavi. As he motioned them to keep going and keep their voices raised over the music playing. I cringed watching my boyfriend up there where the hell were all of his friends.

“Oh my gosh Y/n it’s Gavi!” One of my friends laughed in their completely drunken state now noticing. “Yeah it is” I said with a tense gaze as I looked up at him he looked down to the crowd spotting me out. “This is for you Y/n” he pointed down at me with his free hand. Where was my once shy boyfriend with a conscious.

Getting ready to jump off the roof into the large pool below I yelled out to him but he paid no mind and jumped without a second thought and a scream in excitement. I stood there with widened eyes as everyone around whistled, clapped or yelled out in a cheer.

Once he came down it took him a minute to come out of the pool and it was the longest minute of my life as everyone went silent. He popped his head out of the pool beer bottle in hand, all of the beer had spilled out from his jump. I shook my head in disapproval as everyone began to cheer for him once again at his antics.

Gavi gave toothy smile as he crawled out of the pool to be met with my look of disapproval. “What the hell were you thinking?!” I said firmly over the loud music everyone going back to what they were previously doing. I gave him a slight smack to his bare chest as he most likely left his shirt on the roof.

My friends who were stood behind me had taken their queue to leave not wanting to get in the middle of this and wanting to become even more intoxicated. Gavi’s friends and teammates who were supposed to be watching out for him were nowhere in sight either which was not surprising due to Gavi’s previous ‘stunt’.

“What you didn’t like it? I can’t believe I even made it in the pool, I really thought I was gonna miss it” he said to me adrenaline and alcohol still going through his veins as he spoke like he was trying to catch his breath. “No! Gavi I didn’t, you could’ve gotten seriously hurt that was so not funny” I told him while crossing my arms.

He brought his hands to my forearms pulling me closer to him. “Baby I’m fine” he said with a drunken hiccup “yeah this time” I looked up pointedly at him. “Okay, okay- I-I will not- ever do it again” he slurred as he collapsed on me starting to lose consciousness. “Can we go home?” He mumbled in my neck.

“Yes, please” I sighed aloud twirling my fingers around the hair at the back of his head. He gradually lifted himself off of me and I spotted his shirt on the ground, assuming someone most likely had thrown it down. I picked it up as we made our way through the crowded villa making an irish goodbye.

I handed him his shirt as we were making our way out of the house. He slipped it on over his head and when I took a glance at him the said shirt was on backwards as the graphic design that was supposed to be on the back of the shirt was now plastered on his chest.

I shook my head playfully at him as we walked up to his car. And I felt up his pockets for the keys “woah slow down babe we’ll be home soon” he said with a wide smirk. I rolled my eyes at him eventually finding the keys. I tucked Gavi into the passenger side of the car before I fixed myself up comfortably in the driver’s seat.

“Did you buckle up your seat belt?” I asked as the engine of the car started. “Yeah, I did, I did” I looked over to him seeing as he did actually buckle his seat belt but the strap was all contorted. I shook my head biting back a laugh “what?!” He asked exasperatedly. “Nothing” I shook my head at the boy next to me before leaving our parked position.

After the 25 minutes of hearing Gavi whine in his sleep or mumble something while half-awake I had finally driven us to his flat. I looked over at Gavi who was peacefully sleeping I knew I had to wake him up. I ran my fingers through his brown locks and then brought my hand down to caress his cheekbone.

“C’mon Mr.Golden-Boy you have to wake up I need to go home too” I said a little quietly mocking the nickname as he stirs awake with a groan. “Y/n I’m hungry” he whined “well if you get up then you can get something to eat” I tried to comply. He sighs with his eyes tightly shut as he un-clips his seat belt and lets out a small ‘okay’.

I kissed his temple, he leaned into the touch but I sought my way out not wanting to spend my night in a parking garage. I shut the door to my side of the car and made my way around to his side as he pushed open the door forcefully and stumbled out of his seat but I had caught him with the strength I could muster up.

He held onto my waist as he pushed himself up against me using all his body weight on me. I shut the door quite awkwardly with the hand that was wrapped around Gavi’s waist. I used the car keys to Gavi’s car and locked the car as Gavi continued to put all his wait on me and we both made our way to the elevator door stumbling our way in I pushed his floor button and we were on our way up.

“Pablo please just lean on the wall I’m gonna collapse” I told him and gently lifted himself off of me and leaned him against the wall as he let out a weird noise in discomfort. I let my shoulders go from its previous tense hold as Gavi then found himself clinging onto me once again. “Are we here yet?” He murmured into the crook of my neck.

“Almost” I say as he had his arms around me securely as I rubbed his back up and down. Finally a bell was sound and we both made our way out of the elevator, Gavi still with his secure grip but around my shoulders this time as I held an arm around his waist. The both of us walking down the hall making it to his door I found his home key and jiggled it into the lock.

As I was about to push the door open Gavi tripped on something invisible causing him to fall backwards quite embarrassingly. I tried to stifle a laugh because it was past 4 in the morning but as much as I tried I couldn’t help it. And I let out a burst of laughter at the boy who still remained on the ground in his drunken state.

I helped him up in between of fits of laughter he rolled his eyes “that was not funny” “it was very funny” I continued laughing a little while pushing the door open. He huffed as I locked the door and placed his car keys onto the kitchen island. “C’mon” I said with a shake of my and a little giggle at his state.

I kissed his cheekbone as the both of us made our way through his flat. He threw himself on the bed lazily taking his shoes off his feet and throwing them across the room. I slid my heels off as I ordered an uber on my phone. Gavi raised his arms up “what?” I looked at him from my phone, he didn’t say anything but I then figured it out.

“Oh my god, you baby” I rolled my eyes playfully taking his shirt off of his toned body. Holding the shirt between the side of my body and arm as I tied my hair up using the elastic I took out from my clutch then placing the clutch back on top of his dresser. I could feel his eyes burning holes into my back(lower back). “What is it?” I turn around to see him only his boxers it wasn’t a sight I haven’t seen before but it definitely was one I liked to see.

“Nothing you just- I don’t even know if I say it often or not. But goddamn I don’t know if this is too corny but I will never get tired of looking at you.” Even in his intoxicated state he was still trying to charm me. “Yeah it is a little corny” I scrunched my nose, “but thank you” I smiled up the boy who looked as though he was seeing the stars for the first time.

“Now go to bed you can flirt with me tomorrow during your severe hangover” I say placing a hand to his chest but it doesn’t cause his hands to leave my hips. I walked him over to his bed and he fell in quite gracefully. He tucked himself into the bed and I kissed the corner of his mouth. “Goodnight, I have to go okay” I looked at him as a frown etched his way onto his face.

“Why?” Before I could answer my phone went off with the uber notification. “Because my uber is here” I told him rubbing my thumb across his jaw. He sighed, “please stay” he said quietly and looked up at me innocently. I leaned my head to the side contemplating whether I should just sleep here alongside my boyfriend in his larger and comfier bed but not have my makeup removed properly and no silk pyjamas.

Or I could go home to my slightly smaller bed without my boyfriend but have my proper night routine and my silk pyjama button up set. I looked him in the eyes once more before shaking my head. “Okay, okay I’ll stay but you better make up for this tomorrow because I don’t have pyjamas or any of my skin stuff.”

“It’s okay you don’t need all that fancy moisturizer you can use my soap” he smiled up at me. I let out a groan in my head I walked back towards my phone to cancel my uber. But not before Gavi grabbed my wrist gently and pulling me down for a kiss as he fiddled with the Van Cleef bracelet on my wrist he had gifted me.

I pulled back a small smile graced my lips and his, I then cancelled the uber on my phone that was next to the shirt he wore tonight and next to my clutch. I opened his dresser drawer pulling out a simple cotton FC Barcelona T that he usually wore to bed. I held it up to my chest and I could smell him just on this shirt. I also pulled out a pair of his plaid pyjama pants knowing I was going to be cold in just a shirt.

I made my way to his bathroom keeping the door open knowing full well Gavi was watching the whole process of me removing my jewellery changing and washing the makeup off my face. I made sure that my makeup was fully removed, so I dried my face with a hopefully clean face towel that was found folded in his bathroom drawer with other towels.

I made my way to his bed after switching off the bedroom light. The room now completely dark but shapes could be seen including Gavi’s, Gavi who turned to his other side saw me climb into the bed with him. “You are very lucky I don’t have class tomorrow and my roommate has plans with her boyfriend” I say to him pointing a finger at him.

He chuckled before pulling me into his chest, I wrapped my arms around his waist as we were both face to face with each other. “Thank you” he said quietly before pressing a kiss to my lips. “You’re welcome, because I’m sacrificing my moisturizers and face wash. And clean towels for this, and-” “your silk pyjamas I know, I know” he laughs a little.

I looked up at him as he slowly began to doze off while my hands themselves in his hair weaving through his soft locks. I kiss his forehead as he lets a hum and soon enough he pulled himself onto my chest hiding himself into the crook of my neck. While my fingers continued to play with his hair.

It was honestly quite weird spending the night together. It’s not like I haven’t slept alongside him but either one of us has never actually spent the night. But I think I could sacrifice my “fancy moisturizers” and silk pyjama sets once in awhile.

[keepingitneutral]

Human shelter in an olive grove, Tarragona, Catalunya, Spain,

This is the first in a network of shelters in a protected area of olive groves. To avoid being detected, we have developed several camouflage strategies.

The walls are coloured with a mixture of lime, water and earth, and the openings are covered with metal sheets that imitate stone prints. The main chamber, just over 9 by 30 feet, expands through a series of underground galleries that serve as water, food, energy and waste storage.

TEST Barcelona for Hodei Studio,

Photographer: Gregori Civer

[frenchcurious]

Vitrail dans le Palais de la Musique Catalane à Barcelone, Espagne. - source Art Deco meets Art Nouveau.

[georges-goue]

Architecture

[kittyarctic]

❋ ࣪ ࣭ ⬞ യ 🦇🥐 p. gavi e pedri g. 𓈒 ˙ 🤘🏻🔌 ּ 𖠗

💭 𝗅𝗂𝗄ᴥᩚ 𝗼𝗿 ꢯ𝗲𝖻𝗅𖦹ᦋᩨ 🍣 [ 𝘇𝗭𝘇 . . .☆斘 𝗇ᦕᩚ𝚆 𝕡𝗼𝘀𝘁 %✷ ¡ ¥375 ✿ 🐇💬 ›!! 𝕙3𝗹𝗹o? (>_<) 💢🌐៳ ᥋𝗋ᦸᩚ𝖽𝗂𝕥𝗌 m𝗲.

icons by: @editsfcb

[caitlin-4rd]

'I often wonder sometimes what she did with my shirt' 😂

[eupat]

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon jour , bonne semaine à tous ☕️ 📰

Des nouvelles, Barcelone 🇪🇸 Espagne 2012

Photo de Roberto Molero

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

An unforgettable moment from Barcelona 1992 Opening Ceremony

👍Barcelone 1992 la flamme olympique

[fxndom-multix]

Just two friends having curiosity about sex (X Pedri)

Summary:

"What's so good about same-sex relationships anyway, Pedri?"

As if he had been dropped from his dream, Pedri woke up and raised his head in a daze when the flowing voice of Gavi suddenly startling again, stopped his heartbeat.

For Gavi; football is his universe.

There is a bit of a sentiment that is created when Gavi knows that the football makes his whole body aroused for no reason. How great his enthusiasm led him to that. But in the end, there is good thing.

For Pedri himself, Gavi is a dazzling beauty.

Pedri understood this fact well when he could see up close how the man's perform in field. His ability, his dribbling, his pace. Every second of it; even though they are separated by a non-romantic distance that always happen in the field, Pedri has never been honest that he said his heart fluttered when he found Gavi in his fiery state when he playing.

According to Pedri, this is romance. The person who he always call in his heart; what Pedri wants is that one day he can have Gavi all to himself. The charming Gavi. Gavi who only saw himself. Pedri needs a place so that he feels more special in the eyes of his dear friends, unable to carry a relationship just as usual friends.

But Gavi has girlfriend.

He has princess Leonor.

Pedri always thought about that, so he gave up before really knowing whether Gavi had ever really been interested in making love to each other or not. They are similar; men and men, appropriate only limited to sharing stories and playing football together. Instead of—

"Uh, Pedri. What's so good about same-sex relationships, anyway ?"

As if he had been dropped from the dimness of his highest dream, Pedri woke up and raised his head in a daze when the flowing voice, suddenly startling again, stopped his heartbeat.

Pedri's brows furrowed. Unexpected statement came out of the ideal figure of love in his deepest imagination, Gavi who is still busy with game in front of him.

Even if his lips had spoken bringing incoherent issues to the surface, Pedri had never thought for a moment that 'this" would arise in his friend's mind.

"Why you suddenly asking that?" He who was sitting with the back of the chair right in front of him, in front of Gavi, flinched. Pedri straightened his back, making sure 'this' was not a mistake in his hearing. "What possessed you to say such strange things?"

"Suddenly thought of that " Gavi stop play as expected; standing face to face with Pedri. "You know the rumor that Lewa and Reus is ex. I am just curious."

Pedri only look at his friend. Behind Gavi, right on the bedside, there are two men depicted in the mirror, both of them.

Pedri's gaze fell again. Haven't decided to move closer yet. It took time to really accept the shock.

"Do you want to try it ?"

"What?"

"Relationships with other guys," Pedri pointed at himself confidently. "With me. But if you're asking the truth, well, I don't know either. Why don't we try it together?"

"You are crazy, Ped." Gavi interrupted the continuation of this proposal. This is crazy.

Pedri put his phone back on the table, stop playing. "I'm just asking. If you don't want, its okay, "

Pedri knows that he must be crazy offering this idea for many reasons. But from that, when he see mischievous smile in his friend, he is falling. Pedri's mistake was to give Gavi the opportunity to bring up the topic, without realizing it.

Pedri gulped. Shit. Gavi who was never really touch or be touched. What should one expect from person who always spends most of his time palying football? Mostly silent; focus on his world, sometimes forgetting that he still has a figure that needs attention (like Pedri).

On the other hand, Gavi's feeling himself was a mess. Gavi had never had any experiences in his life. Even with Leonor, he didn't have sex. Regarding loving someone and making love, that is not a realm that Gavi has to develop in himself. And even though he never said it, he know that Pedri also knew that

Well, what else can one expect from a man that enjoy football so much? Running, dribbling, scoring a goal ; winning the game and be the best player. No other things needed for Gavi.

Suddenly, with not a single word, Pedri stood. He goes forward and kisses Gavi's hair which he grabs with his hand.

Gavi surprised, his eyeballs widening instantly. The rush of breath out when their noses meet, greeting each other's cold skin.

He who was too shocked, was now worried that this situation would mess up their friendship. Gavi was reluctant about that, so he let Pedri grab his waist, wrapped in an unbroken embrace, pressing their stomachs together.

And Pedri pulled him in a deep kiss.

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Serious or not, Pedri would not know how to take this situation now.

The last time Pedri could see Gavi this intimately and from this close is when the rain flushed their bodies. Final UCL 2024. A frustrated Gavi under the dripping water. Pedri who came to comfort him didn't expect that there would be tears. It was unexpected that Gavi, who was as strong and calm as that, could experience panic.

Or, when they are stuck in the same narrow space? Huddled together, willing to avoid the paparazzi's pursuit. Pedri can feel his scent. Gavi who was trembling in an unpleasant state that engulfed him also had pain in his heart.

"Pedri... stop—"

And similar too; Gavi seemed to be embracing his body at the moment.

The curiosity that made his friend always want to find out more led to a deal that was reaped without direction. Such an assumption makes Pedri not have the slightest shame to touch the man who graceful body trembles with fear; Gavi licked his lips, holding back the groans that slid even though Pedri had just touched his chest and stomach. Perhaps, it tickles? Or rather, weird? Gavi should have explained this if it is good or not.

"I actually don't want to do this," Gavi closed his eyes with one hand. What happened, he did not understand. Just then, they were already in bed. It was Pedri who took him in an inevitable gentleness—the body fluttering to the back against the sheet. And that, taking turns with rough kisses.

He kiss his eyes. Full of despair, but there is nothing that Gavi really rejects from his indecent treatment. Not a word came out. Just because of him. He can't bear to make Pedri disappointed and stop everything one-sidedly. "Pedri, I... still—"

"Alright, it's okay. Don't worry about anything." Pedri stroked Gavi's cheek, who was shaking so badly, regretfully. Memory of Leonor made Gavi question again the reasons why he could do this. She is always nice to him—and Gavi, has wasted her niceness now. "Just enjoy and be quiet, okay?"

Fingers reached the bottom of his stomach, pressed behind the surface of the pants where the zipper was about to be pulled down. Gavi's breath was irregular at first. His brain and rationality scoff at this. But why didn't he move to fight back? Doesn't Gavi have the power if he want to get rid of this? Pedri, in his undefined smile; there is satisfaction, as well as turmoil in inclusion.

Hands on him then grabbed his manhood, made Gavi feel naked. Not covered anymore. Pedri disarms his shirt, showing a broad chest and small nipples that played. Tense. Hard. Gavi sucked his lips, trying not to let a single groan escape or say something that would make Pedri feel satisfied.

"Ughhh... akkhhh... this isn't right, Pedri—"

"Have you ever done this with your girlfriend before?"

Gavi shaking his head weakly. This is new pleasure to Gavi. Gavi never touch or be touched like this before. He didn't have many desire to do that. Not when he has football as his first lover.

It was only a matter of time before Pedri put his next move. Gavi felt something warm grabbing his cock.

Pedri kiss him while his hand was grabbing and squeeze Gavi's cock until it was fully hard, through and patient. How did he play it in an effort to indulge him—no part of his cock that hasn't played with Pedri.

Lip crashed, suction and occasional biting. Pedri breath tickled his nose. Gavi grabbed his friend's black hair.

"Pedri... ughh—"

Pedri's thumb that closed his urethral access made Gavi flinch. Pedri's other hand—which was free, touched briefly the bottom of his cock, before moving to his anal, fingered it. He push in just a little, a finger. The sensation isn't sore, it's awkward. The most embarrassing thing here was Gavi's expression, which became so messy because of it.

His voice was hoarse. Gavi had cried, although the service wasn't anything bad at all.

"Pedri... you have to stop, aa-ahhhh..." Gavi pulled Pedri's hair, until the knot came loose; hinting that he couldn't hold back his climax. Gavi groaned while Pedri didn't let go. "I want to come—ahh ...."

"You couldn't yet," Pedri gripped the penis tightly, blocking the sudden exit. Gavi convulsed. The edges of his eyes watered. Sick. "I don't want you to come out right away."

No sperm will be allowed to escape, until Pedri can enjoy the bouncing Gavi. Calling his name even more melodiously, or moving his hips asking for more is like giving up pride. Gavi rolled his eyes. After the mouth, his friend's hand movement was touching him down there more intensely.

"AKH!?"

"Hold on, gav. Don't come out right away, OK?"

If that order was accompanied by a hand movement that also stopped penetrating him, Gavi thought it made sense and he could comply. However, Pedri too enjoys this domination gameplay. Forcing his fingers that somehow had increased by three into his friend's hole.

So weird. His rectum is not clamped because Gavi is not used to receiving foreign objects. Pedri poked and searched for his prostate deep inside—and his long fingers successfully reached that point well.

Gavi's legs moved uncomfortably. Especially apart from Pedri still pumping his penis while covering the tip of his genitals, he also bumped into Gavi's prostate many times. Twisting and other movements. The only thing that escapes Gavi's penis is the precum. But Gavi manhood was so hard to the point of death. Saliva spilled from the side of his lips. Gavi failed to maintain control in enjoying worldly pleasures.

"Pedrif... akkhhh mmmnn! I beg you! I want to come... aaaahhhh this is painful, Pedriff... let go—" The only resistance he did was trying to pull Pedri's hand away. Let it out.

"You can't take it anymore, can you?"

"Hahh—no need to play around... ughh aahhh nhhg!"

Pedri laughed happily. One of the strongest thrusts he could give to the man in there, along with his hands releasing their grip and blocking the hole. What slid down his shaft was thick sperm; as a result of being held back a lot—wetting the whole stomach and some of it sprayed on the bed. His breath is rising and falling. Gavi's gaze was glazed and sad. The profuse sweat clarifies the evidence that someone who is skilled at football also has capable finger skills.

Gavi then turned his position to lie on his side. Avoid direct contact with Pedri and hide his genitals by pressing his legs together. It feels crazy . Gavi's whole rationality is tarnished. He didn't expect Leonor to know this, but what if the thing he was afraid of inevitably came and made Gavi have to accept all the consequences—

He is the cruelest.

Pedri hugged his friend from behind, not hiding at all that he was also having an erection. Charming Gavi. Gavi which unfortunately is not his. Not yet looking like he wants to end the session, Pedri sniffs Gavi's neck, which immediately shaking. Giving a kiss, a touch full of affection—his forehead frowned. Ah, how he wanted to make Gavi scream, again and again.

"That's enough..." Gavi turned his head slightly pushing Pedri's face, whose lips almost touched his. Not anymore with kisses . Gavi still thinks it's too intimate between friends. Pedri, who was still wearing his pants, rubbed his crotch on Gavi's sideways buttocks. Rejection that come made Pedri only able to kiss the neck, and grabbed his friend cock again.

The atmosphere is hot again. Of course it was because Pedri, who was fondling his stomach and chest, returned to massaging his penis again. Gavi was still weak. He didn't care whether Pedri was still hard, because he just wanted to rest and close his eyes. Forgetting this the next day, so that there is no gap in feelings between the two of them.

"Pedri... stop, I just came out—ahhh"

"Mnnh, I just intend to finish the rest, really."

"You're crazy—hheghhh!"

That thrill after that don't stop. The friction between them is accompanied by Pedri's moving hips, as well as his hands that don't stop giving massages. The barrier was just in the form of pants without any contact between the skin—but that thing felt so hard and hot in hiss ass. Gavi bit his lower lip. Very irregular in breathing and need more oxygen around.

It's cramped and weird. At this rate, would he climax again? Twice while Pedri hasn't experienced any release yet? When Gavi thought he was having his next ejaculation, another thing that actually came out of his penis was an unexpected clear liquid. Gavi opened his eyes wide. The liquid kept flowing, overflowing aa lots and accompanied by Gavi's whole body shaking. Stimulation from Pedri who deliberately plays with him—and for Gavi, it all feels embarrassing.

"Pedri... damn—" Gavi was in shock; covering her face in embarrassment, grinding his teeth. If one ask, Gavi wants to beat up Pedri right now. But he can't. The feeling that dominated him at this time was only filled with fatigue. Gavi was too weak to follow up his want. Pedri turned Gavi by pulling his hand, making his head face the young man's niche. Smell the aroma even better.

"Sleep if you want. Let me finish the rest myself..."

"Ughhh..." Gavi could feel Pedri opening his pants, tucking his manhood that was standing between Gavi's thighs. Without penetration ? "I don't want to do this anymore-"

"Oh yes?" Pedri looked up, holding him tighter; sighs that came out in tune with the hopeful wails that came out. "This is nothing compared to real sex. I'm just helping you out, nothing more."

"Ughh... just 'help' but you are hard yourself?"

"What can I do about that one," Pedri showed his teeth in an annoying smile. A slight jolt made Gavi grab Pedri's shoulders, squeeze his legs closer, then wrap his arms around his neck. "I just borrow your thighs for a moment—"

Pedri loves him. Love him so much. Unfortunately that statement will never be delivered and later they will forget about this. But, who cares? As long as Gavi is by his side; even though the person concerned himself never expect all of this happened; Pedri will still love it.

Because this one time he has everything that he want.

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