#dominik szoboszlai x black reader

[melanieph321]

Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - First Sight Part 1/8

The Spark

@trentione I got the gif from your page. It's what inspired me to write this story 🙌

This story is about the night reader met her boyfriend Dominik and the series of crazy events that led up to the beginning of their love story.

Enjoy!

"I don't wanna go."

"Y/N you can't say that when we're already here."

You were not antisocial, let's make that clear. But after a week of cramming for your nursing exam, the last thing you wanted to do was spend your Friday night at some random guy's apartment.

"Come on, Sami Chun and his friends are cool, we'll have a great time." Your friend, Tara, had to push you up the flight of steps up to the apartment, however, you paused mid step. "Friends? What do you mean his friends?"

She shrugged. "Well he said that he already had some people over, and that I should bring a friend too. So I brought you." She smiled.

"Great." You sighed. "It better not be all guys."

It was. Three guys joined by two naive girls. "You came!" Sami exclaimed. He welcomed you at the door, and everything about him screamed "I sell vapes to underage kids", mainly, because of the tooth pick that he wiggled between his newly bleached teeth, or the overzied white t-shirt he wore that stated that "Surf is life."

"Come in." He waved. " There's loads of beer in the fridge."

You followed him inside, clinging tightly to your purse. Tara seemed giddy with excitement whilst you were sure to be in the beginning of a movie meant to raise awareness about date rape drugs.

"Everyone, this is the girl I was talking about, Tara and her friend...."

It was a small apartment, small but surprisingly tidy for an engineering student. You turned the corner to what looked to be a bedroom turned into a living room. Your eyes swept past the two guys slouching one the sofa, instead frowning at the leather coasters beaneath the glasses of beer set on the table.

"Y/N?"

"Ouch." You groaned, as Tara's elbow stabbed you in the ribs.

"Introduced yourself." She hissed.

"What?"

Tara's eyes darted to her left, reffering to the guy's whose eyes were on you. "Introduce yourself." She repeated, through clenched teeth.

You raised a hand, waving awkwardly. "Hi, I'm Y/N and I'm an alcoholic."

Tara's head dropped to her hands, covering her face, disappointed and embarrassed by your response. However, your attention was drawn to the guys on the sofa, particularly the one with the dimples that flourished when he laughed. It lit something within you, a sudden spark that brought heat to your face. He was cute, dangerously cute. Like, let's rob a bank together cute. Or please let me sit on your pretty face cute. Except for the black tumbleweed growing out of his scalp, he was perfect.

"You guys want something to drink?" Sami offered, having to speak up as his friends laughter was contagious, causing the other guy, the one with the faded afro, to give away a thigh slapping laugh.

"Yeah, let me help you get it." Tara muttered, already regretting having brought you with her. She was clearly into Sami, wanting to impress him.

"Um, where's the bathroom?" You asked.

"Just down the hall and to the left." Sami instructed. He then disappeared into the kitchen with Tara. You nodded your head, excusing yourself as you left the guys on the sofa, effortlessly avoiding eye contact with the one whose face you'd like to sit on.

You took your time in the bathroom, snooping through cabinets as they were filled woth glamorous products that you didn't even keep at your own place. "Who is this guy?" You asked at one point, turning to read the label on the vitamin face serum, containin chemicals that guaranteed clearance of blackheads. Sami was either playing for another team, or very fond of his skin. Then again, it was more than homophobic to assume that only gay men had skincare routines.

"Fuck." You gasped as a knock on the bathroom door interrupted your snooping.

"You done in there?"

"Just a minute!"

You rushed to put everything back where you found it, only to be startled by Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face, as you went to unlock the door. He displayed a poisonous grin.  "Are you good?"

"Um..." Great, he had an accent too. One you didn't recognize where it was from. "...sure." You said.

"You sure?"

"Sure." You nodded, taking a step to the side. "The bathroom is all yours."

He chuckled. "Well, I didn't really have to go. Your friend was asking where you went and I offered to go look."

"Oh." There it was again, that spark in your chest.

"I'm assuming you were snooping through Sami's belongings."

"What? No, I wasn't."

Thank God you were born black otherwise your face would have been crimson right now.

"You sure?" He enjoyed seeing you sweat, you could tell.

"Yeah, I'm sure. You don't even have any proof."

"Well, your friend said that you probably were snooping and that's why you were gone for so long."

Fuck. He got you there. But then he leaned forward, his cologne ambushing your nostrils when he whispered, "Don't worry,  I won't tell." Again, you thank god for gifting you with your dark skin, otherwise it would have given you away. Given away how much he was turning you on.

"There you are." Tara said, seeing you trailing your steps behind Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face. The two of you entered the living room. It was now full of smoke by the way. Evaporating smoke that smelled like bubblegum cherry. Sami was passing around his vape pen, offering it arround to anyone who wanted a hit. Of course Tara wanted to smoke, blowing on Sami's pen as if he had offered to put his dick in her mouth.

"You want?" Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face said, offering you to take a hit of his own vape pen.

"I'm allergic." You replied, or more so, lied.

"Oh."

It was funny, him pulling back the pen as if its tip would burn you.

"Who's this?" You asked, leaning towards Sami's other friend who was also cute, but not as cute as Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face.

"You've never heard of Spitfire?" He asked suprised, turning up the volume to what you could only assumed to be some subculture British rapper.

"Trent only likes music that you can't dance to." Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face leaned in to whisper, his breath close to your ear, the smell of sour candy awakening the hairs on the back of your neck. Your turned to him, glaring curiously. "You dance?"

He grinned. "I'd dance with you."

"Shit. I think we're out of beer." Sami said, tossing the last can in the bin. "Someone's gonna have to make another beer run."

"I'll go." You volunteered, straightening your skirt as you stood up from having been vedged between Trent and Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face.

"Y/N?" Tara questioned, an anxious look on your face. "You're not thinking about going alone are you?"

You shrugged.  "Why not? The shop is only around the corner, no? We passed it on our way here."

"Yes, but you've been drinking."

"I'll go with her."

There was movment behind you. The spark that lit within you already told you who it was.

"See, don't worry babe. Dom will go with her."

Tara looked to blush as Sami threw a reassuring arm around her shoulders, addressing her as "babe". That was the last of Tara's worries, she practically forgot about you after that.

"Your name is Dom?" You said, turning to Mr Let Me Sit On Your Face as the two of you went to put on your shoes in the hallway. He smiled, "What did you think it was?"

"Um..." You do not want to know buddy.

"It's short for Dominik but Trent doesn't let people we know call me that since he had a bully in primary school with the same name."

"So you remind of him, Trent's bully?"

The two of you stepped out of the apartment and took the elevator down. The night was cold once you were fully exposed to it, however, your jean jacket brought you some comfort.

"Apart from the name, I don't really think so. I don't think Trent would want to live with someone who reminded him of his childhood bully."

"So the two of you are roommates?" You asked as you and Dominik turned the corner, on the pursuit to buy beer from the corner shop down the road.

"And lovers." He grinned

"Oh, like me and Tara?"

His laughter echoed in the night, not expecting to meet his match. Little did you know that after the following events of this night, you would have met yours too.

[mountsgirl]

Captain-Dominik Szoboszlai

Pairings: Dominik Szoboszlai x fem!reader

Warnings: +18 content(smut), explicit language

Summary: Attending the game in which your boyfriend captains his national team takes an interesting turn

Note: I just couldn’t get this idea of him out of my head🫣

Even if this was just a friendly game against Türkiye, Dominik still wanted his girlfriend to attend. He wanted to make her proud. They have been dating for a couple of months, the relationship still fresh, but the chemistry was something none of them had ever experienced. That’s how Y/n found herself at Puskás Arena on a Friday night with Dominik’s jersey on.

It was moments before the Hungarian players needed to be on the pitch to warm up for the game, as you were seated with the other wives and girlfriends attending the game. They were discussing about clothes, jewellery and how excited they were for the game to start before you receive a text from your boyfriend.

Dominik: come in the locker room, I need you!

You wonder if everything is okay with him as you excused yourself from the group and went on to look around the stadium for Dominik. Reaching the locker room, you push the big doors, surprised to find him all alone. His kit was on, together with the captain’s armband, which made him even hotter.

“Shouldn’t you be warming up?”you approach him, settling yourself between his legs while his arms embrace your hips.

��I should” he smirks, checking you out. The skirt you’re wearing come right before your knees and the black leather boots embracing your legs, made you look like a goddess. Looking up to see his jersey hugging your body so perfectly, his smile widened even more “but I had to see you before”.

“You’re so handsome” you mutter, while arranging a string of hair which fell on his forehead.

“My captain” those words awake something in him and he hooks his big hands around your thighs drawing you closer to him, until you’re sitting onto his lap. His and your lips are now mere inches apart, Dominik finally closing that distance, with a passionate kiss, moaning softly. Both of you get even more excited, one kiss turning into a heated make out session. Dominik’s hands traveled all over your silky smooth skin, from your waist, down to your thighs caressing it gently but firmly.

“Strip” he tells you without any hesitation. All flustered and turned on by his actions you look deeply at him with doe eyes “What?”.

“You heard me, strip!”

“Dominik, the game is about to start and someone could come…” he interrupts you with a sloppy kiss, gently pulling on your lower lip to which you can only let out a moan of pleasure.

“Is not like that stopped you before”

“But” you try to argue with his but also very tempting idea but he doesn’t buy any of it.

“Be a good girl and listen to your captain, otherwise I’ll have to bend you over that table and make sure you behave baby” his words hit you like a bus. Dominik seems very calm about the whole situation meanwhile you’re barely holding on.

The shirt and skirt you’re wearing are long forgotten on the floor, while Dominik tries to unclasp the bright red, lacy bra “You’re going to kill me with his baba” he starts planting kisses on your neck, going lower and lower, to the valley of your breasts, not forgetting to nibble and mark every inch of skin on your chest. “Dominik, Domi please” you whimpers in his ear, getting even louder than before.

“What do you want?” He asks straight away, his lips barely leaving your body.

“I want you baby, please”

“And where do you want me?” He asks with a cheeky grin on his face.

“I want you inside me”

Hearing your words, Dominik lifts you up just like a feather and places you on the table in the centre of the locker room.

“All you had to do was ask szívem(my heart)”

Dominik rips up the lacy red panties you had on which were matching the bra.

“Dominik, I liked those!”

“Don’t worry baby I’m going to buy you more” he says thrusting into you.

“Domi!”you leave out a sigh of pleasure which sounded more like a scream, as your walls were drawing him in more and more, squeezing his already hard cock.

“Arch your back for me pretty girl” you do as you’re asked, feeling him go deeper and rougher.

“Can you feel me here baby?” Dominik asks, tracing your lower stomach, feeling the tip of his cock pushing harder into you. You were getting lost in the pleasure that your beloved boyfriend was giving to you while he was just as fascinated by your body and the sounds youmade as you were by him.

“Yes baby, yes!” You let out broken sobs as Dominik was brushing wet kisses over your body. He grabs your chin and he smashes his lips with yours whilst thrusting roughly into your aching core. Dominik was nibbling on your skin while your walls were clenching around him drawing you closer and closer to your climax.

“Dominik I’m close baby please”

“I know baby, I got you, I’m close too”

With every move inside you, he was bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm untill you both reach your high, your uneven breaths echoing trough the empty room.

“Fuck that was good” you smile, kissing him.

“Never disobey your captain’s order” he smirks, kissing you again. Dominik helps you get off the table and as you both get dressed you pick what’s left of your underwear off the ground

“How am I supposed to go without these now?”

“Just as you came here, plus it’s easy access for my reward after I score tonight” he winks and you roll over your eyes.

He laughs as he takes the pair of tore up panties from your hands and puts it in his locker.

Hope you enjoyed it!🫶🏻

[digitaldiarystuff]

Jealous

it’s me again yayyy thank you so much for the request hope you enjoy it i added some elements hope that’s okay💖

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request: Heyy! I think angst reader x arda guler will be good. But ended up with fluff. Since you know... He doesn't get enough time/chance to play in real madrid...

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pairing: Arda Güler x Y/N

summary: Arda knows about you having a crush on Dominik long before you even met but after the loss against Hungary he feels jealousy creeping

genre: angst to fluff

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You stood there in your seat after the game ended waiting for your boyfriend Arda to text you. Türkiye had a game against Hungary tonight and you decided to surprise and support him but things went downhill after Szoboszlai scored a penalty and the score remained like that throughout the game. You felt bad knowing Arda would be upset about the outcome and thought about ways to cheer him on once you went back to his hotel room. You were thinking about watching a movie and eating takeout when he texted you saying he’d meet you at the car park.

You thought it was strange he didn’t ask you to come down to the tunnel to meet but just figured he wanted to get out as soon as possible and replied with a simple okay making your way out. Once you reached your car he was a few rows down waiting texting on his phone.

“Hey” you timidly said not knowing how to approach the situation, he was already having a hard time at Madrid with how little he was playing and now he’d lost a game for his country and you knew he’d feel bad for it. You also weren’t dating for too long so you felt weird about the situation.

“Hi” he simply said and continued texting.

You shyly reached over to him and wrapped your arms around his torso still thinking his bad mood was all about the result and wanted nothing more than to console him but he didn’t return the hug straight away like he usually does so you pulled back with a frown.

“I know this wasn’t the outcome you hoped for but you played incredible Arda and I want you to know I’m so proud of you.” you said with a little smile but he avoided eye contact with you which made you frown deeper.

“Is something wrong?” you asked and he lifted one eyebrow like ‘are you serious’ “I mean is there something else wrong? Did I do something?”

“I don’t know. Are you more proud of him than me?”

You were completely taken aback with his question, you couldn’t even register who he was talking about.

“Who?”

“Who do you think?” he asked trying to see if your mind would go to Dominik immediately but it didn’t.

“Arda I seriously don’t know what yo… Are you talking about Dominik?” you asked finally realizing what your boyfriend was saying.

This happened a few weeks ago when one of your closest friends met Arda for the first time and being as inappropriate as she is she mentioned your years long crush on one of the Liverpool players.

“I always thought your boyfriend would have black hair, that’s your type isn’t it?” she asked while being drunk and you tried shushing her as politely as you can but she was far past the point that she could sense your uneasiness and continued.

“You know like that guy Szo- Sozobol- ugh what was it?”

“Szoboszlai?” Arda asked clearly intrigued by the conversation.

“Yesss! That’s the one she’s been obsessed with for years, she even had him on the background of her phone.” your friend continued laughing telling your boyfriend about your stupid high school fangirl crush embarrassing you utterly.

“So… Dominik Szoboszlai?” Arda asked once you were in bed that night. You covered your face with your hands when you felt your cheeks heat up with shame.

“I’m so sorry about it, she was just drunk out of her mind.” you tried excusing your friend’s behavior but couldn’t deny it was true, because it pretty much was.

“So you had him as wallpaper?”

“This is embarrassing. Please stop talking.” you begged but he continued interrogating you both to mess with you and try to understand how big was your crush but he ended up dropping the subject because it was obviously a silly celebrity crush which holds no value over your real relationship.

This was until tonight.

“So you know who I’m talking about.”

“Arda, you know that was a stupid little crush back in the day. It means nothing.” you tried reassuring him but he seemed really annoyed and this was so out of character you didn’t know how to approach it. But even though you tried your best to explain it doesn’t mean anything, he seemed convinced otherwise.

“Are you here just to see him play?” he asked and your eyes found his in shock.

“What? Do you seriously think that?” you took a step back feeling dizzy, what the hell was he accusing you of?

“No of course not…” he tried reaching for you but you held your hand up preventing him from getting closer to you. You couldn’t even understand his reaction as you were really falling in love with him and just wanted to support him. You felt tears forming in the corners of your eyes.

“Y/N I’m sorry, I just…”

“You really hurt me Arda, I think it’s best if we spend the night apart.” you whispered turning back and walking towards your car but heard footsteps behind you.

“Y/N please talk to me.” he pleaded but you kept on walking.

“Y/N!” he shouted and you stopped dead in your tracks.

“I don’t want to talk to you, I’m not the reason you lost and I’m certainly not going to take the blame for something I didn’t do. If you’re this pressed about something that happened long before we met it’s a you problem. I need some time to cool off and think. Please don’t follow me.” you said in one breath and hopped in your car not even knowing where to go.

You typed in hotels and found one in the area hoping that there was an empty room and luckily, there was. You pulled your suitcase out and put on your pajamas leaving them on the counter and hopped in the shower to think more clearly when you heard a knock on the door.

Panicking, you stepped out of the shower and put on your clothes trying not to freak out too much and asked who was there.

“It’s me” you heard Arda’s voice and immediately relaxed, you didn’t even have time to think how he found you and opened the door to reveal a disheveled looking Arda standing there.

“I was so worried.” he said and pulled you in a hasty embrace. You stumbled a little but he kept you balanced. As much as you were upset with him, you felt so much more relaxed when he’s with you and leaned into him.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry…” he repeated and pressed feather like kisses all over your face and head while sitting you both down on the bed.

“I was so wrong, I know that and I know I don’t deserve you right now but I felt insecure and took it out on you. I thought you’d be more impressed by him and felt so little.” he explained and you finally understood his weird behavior all night, even though it wasn’t okay at all.

“Arda you need to tell me what’s bothering you if we want this to work.”

“I want this to work so much and I’ll do anything.” he cut you off and you smiled a little which made him also smile. He was looking into your eyes with so much intensity you felt vulnerable under his gaze but you also knew he was being genuine and trying his best.

“I love you.” he finally said and this was a first in your relationship so you were caught off guard and didn’t know how to react.

“It’s completely fine if you don’t feel comfortable enough to say it back, I swear it’s okay I just wanted you to know…” he started rambling and you cut him off with an emotional kiss. He stumbled back a little but quickly reciprocated and pulled you to his lap deepening the kiss.

“I love you too.” you smiled as you pulled back to breathe but your noses were still touching and he smiled too.

Maybe this wasn’t the best night in your relationship but it’s definitely the best moment

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i don’t know how i feel about it, i think it’s kinda cute but ughhh hope you like it please tell me you do lol if not i’m open to criticism as well🥹

[jsprnt]

gifting your boyfriend flowers because he deserves them

dominik szoboszlai x reader

A/N: based on this request! loved writing this 🫶

W/C: 1.543

your eyes dart from flower to flower. your senses are almost overwhelmed with all types of floral scents as you stand in your local florist shop. pondering over which flowers your boyfriend would love.

you fidget with the small booklet in your hand, flipping through the pages. the symbolism of all different types of flowers written in it.

you read the names and meanings, mentally remembering the options you think will fit together nicely. although, red roses are beautiful and romantic, you wanted to go with something more special. you wanted to put a little more effort in to convey your feelings perfectly.

you adjust your bag, it slung over your shoulders. you had just left work a couple minutes ago, immediately driving to the florist down the block.

you wanted to gift your boyfriend flowers. mostly, because he'd always given you flowers. whether it was a special occasion or not. he would do anything to see a smile forming on your beautiful face. it made him feel warm and fuzzy, his heart almost leaping out of his chest as you showed him how happy you were.

he'd just come back from international break. you were super bummed out about the fact that you couldn't go. so, you kept being a supportive partner and watched every one of his games. you were so proud. he scored in both matches, and you felt like he needed to be shown some love and appreciation for his hard work.

you had read the text messages he sent you earlier. he told you he had landed safely and arrived home already. which made you very eager to get home and back into his muscular arms.

after a good ten minutes of pondering and asking questions to the sweet lady who owns the shop. you finally land on a bouquet of tulips, wax flowers, and carnations. all symbolizing deep love, luck and fascination.

you watch the florist combine the flowers into a gorgeous bouquet. you thank her after paying, walking out of the shop satisfied.

your mind begins wondering to how your boyfriend is going to react to being the one receiving the flowers this time. you step into your car, placing the bouquet on the passenger's seat and begin driving.

you arrive home fairly fast and park your car quickly. you dig your hands into your pocket, grabbing your keys, and enter your home.

it's quiet when you step inside. there is no actual sign dominik is home, except the fact that his black puffer jacket was hung up on the coat hanger.

you can almost predict he's sitting on the couch, playing a game on the PlayStation. he loved playing cod, the game was very violent in nature, but it was his favorite way to cope with his stress and worries. especially, when you cuddled up next to him or on his lap.

when he was away for days, he craved pressing sweet kisses on your face. he adored wrapping an arm around you, loving the way your skin felt on his.

you take your jacket off, hanging it up, and place your bag on the kitchen island. you look around carefully, looking for dominik.

you hold the pretty bouquet behind your back, confused when you don't spot him in the living room. you decide to take your chances and walk upstairs.

you frown as you can't hear a single indication he's home, so you wander into your shared bedroom. you peek your head inside, stepping through the doorway.

you jump back suddenly when a pink bouquet of tulips is shoved into your surprised face. you gasp in disbelief, eyes widening.

you look up from the gorgeous flowers, making eye contact with your sweet boyfriend. a smile plastered on his face, his hair a damp, wavy mess.

"hi, szerelmem.." (my love)

he says, voice thick with emotion and love. he leans down, brushing his thumb against your cheekbone and pressing a soft, tender kiss to your lips.

you reach up to clutch his white t-shirt, pulling him closer to yourself. his beard scratches against your skin, but that's the least of your worries. the feeling of kissing your boyfriend after so many days apart is the only thing on your mind.

his hand with the bouquet inches behind your back. the soft rustling of both bouquets when they touch peeks his interest. he hums against your lips for a moment, pulling away.

"what do you have behind your back?"

he asks, moving his head to take a look.

you tighten your grip on the flowers, smiling at the fact that you'd both thought of gifting each other flowers.

you slowly reveal the custom-made bouquet to him. a huge smile forming on his handsome face.

"What are these for, szívem?" (my heart)

you didn't know his smile could get any wider, but he proves you wrong when you watch him cheese and melt over how cute you are.

"I thought it would be romantic.."

you answer, grinning from ear to ear. both bouquets held up next to each other.

he chuckles, pulling you close again and planting a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose. your eyes flutter at the gesture, and you scrunch your nose after.

"you're cute, so cute.."

he mumbles, watching you reach up. you run a hand through his damp hair, messy waves sitting on top of his head. indicating he just got out of the shower.

your favorite look on him, by far.

"Let's put them in vases?"

you suggest, making him nod. the both of you walking towards the kitchen to prep the flowers for the vases.

you both settle on the couch after a while, both bouquets sitting in their separate vase, on the coffee table for now.

dominik grabs you by your waist, guiding you to sit on his lap. you do, without hesitation, wrapping your arms around him.

"don't you want to tell me which flowers you got me, édesem?" (honey)

you nod eagerly, ready to describe the meaning of each flower. wanting to tell him how much effort you put into assembling the flowers.

"Okay, so the pink tulips- you already know that one. it means- deep love and affection.."

you begin rambling, unbeknownst to you. he doesn't stop you, though. his hands run up and down your thighs, listening intently to your voice, a sound he couldn't get enough of.

you don't notice the look he's giving you, too occupied with your story, but he's absolutely hypnotized by your beauty.

how your eyes move and dart away, how your lips curl up into a smile, how you raise your brows and use your hands when explaining something you’re passionate about.

"..and obviously, you always get me flowers- so I thought you deserved them too.."

you finish your story, taking a deep breath since you talked absurdly long and fast.

"I missed you.."

he suddenly whispers, the movement of his hands on your thighs stopping. instead he moves his hands to your back, pulling you flush against his body.

you hum in surprise, pressing your face against his chest. his musky body wash and aftershave is a very manly, but comforting scent to you.

"me too, I'm happy you’re back, baby.."

he hums, the rumble of his chest making you smile.

"you liked the flowers, right?"

he asks, already knowing your answer, but he loved hearing you verbally tell him how you felt.

"of course, I do.. but you stole my idea with the tulips.."

you joke, chuckling at his confused expression.

"I'm sorry. how can I be forgiven, lelkem?” (my soul)

he asks, smirk playing on his lips. his eyes are narrow when he looks at you. you raise your head, making eye contact with him from an intimate angle.

"cuddle?"

your request is simple, no beating around the bush. you had missed his touch, the feeling of safety he gave you, and especially his voice.

"alright, drágám.." (my precious..)

he says, lifting you up from your position on his lap. he holds you tightly as he walks you to your bedroom.

he playfully throws you onto the bed, walking away for a moment to collect the now full vases. placing each other’s gift on the respective nightstand.

you watch him intently, patting his side of the bed to call him over. he grins at you, lying down beside you, his hand sliding underneath your shirt.

"how was work?"

he asks as you play with his dark brown hair. his eyes roam on your face as if to remember every single inch of it.

“tiring, I’m hungry though..”

he rubs your back, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“how about we do a little date night?” he suggests, hand tracing the middle of your back.

“for what?”

“I haven’t seen you in so long. i want to take my szép édesem out..” (pretty sweetheart)

“Where to?”

you ask, your stomach growling at the thought of going out for delicious food.

“you’ll see, can you get ready in- an hour?”

you nod excitedly, pressing multiple kisses on his face before scrambling out of bed and into your closet. you hear a loud laugh behind you, your boyfriend watching your figure disappear as you get excited over your clothing options.

[jobesbabe]

fashionista / Dominik Szoboszlai x reader

summary- You’re offered your first modeling gig, and it’s with a super hot hungarian football player named Dominik.

warnings- fluff, reader is modeling for the first time

a/n- hey guys! i’ve been inactive for a while and still deciding if im gonna continue the domi series (summer baby) or just do imagines/ one shots. anyways heres something for ya!

You could have sworn Bailee was crazy when she signed you up for that modeling audition. She took your headshots herself, priding herself on getting all of the right angles. Those pictures had took at least five hours, but they must have paid off because here you were, getting a call back from Nike.

Though it wasn’t the most glamorous brand, it was a huge brand. You knew people would see whatever you wore and you were excited to do it.

Nike had called you asking if you had ever played or watched football, and your response was perfect for them. You loved football ever since you were a kid and still watch it as an adult.

Satisfied with your answer they told you to come in at 6 am Saturday for the shoot and they would get things started.

Jittery and somewhat tired, you showed up to the job ready to see your outfit.

A nice security guard named Lewis escorted you to your dressing room where a woman was waiting for you with a rack of clothes and a carrier case of makeup and hair tools.

Her name was Milly and she was to prepare you for the shoot.

“I heard the guy you’re shooting with is a football player himself. I think it’s someone who wears those Nike boots on the pitch?” She told you while brushing the roots of your hair out and applying some product to it.

“Really? I wonder if I’ve heard of him.” You told her.

She nodded. “He’s hot anyway, I saw him walking in. He was like a greek god mixed with an angel,” You laughed at Milly.

She put your hair up into a slick back ponytail and then braided the ponytail.

Thanking her, you looked at the outfit laid out for you.

You were to start the shoot in Nike pros, a white sports bra and Nike Blazers, with some nike socks under them. Emerging from your dressing room in your outfit, you spoke with someone who you assumed was directing the shoot because of what he was wearing, and his very evident supremacy in the room.

He told you not to worry about the shoot, and you were all just there to have fun.

You began your solo part of the shoot, in this outfit taking probably about a hundred photos

While you were shooting, you saw a man come out of his dressing room, in a black nike compression shirt and shorts with air force 1 shoes on. He was tattooed, with a chiseled jawline and gelled hair.

You knew who he was.

Anyone with half of a brain in the football world knew who he was, but you had been crushing on him since he transferred from Leipzig to Liverpool.

That was Dominik Szoboszlai.

Trying to avoid his eyes, you kept focusing, eyes locked on the camera.

When your eyes met his, even for just the split second that they did, he bit his lip and raised his eyebrows.

“Y/n, can you pick up the football and rest it under your arm?” The directior asked you.

You did as you were told, “ah yes! perfect.” The photographer took probably a hundred photos of you like that before calling Dominik over.

You went to move and the director put his hands out to stop you.

“no, no hold that pose, we’re just adding Dominik into the picture,”

He directed Dominik to join you and put his arm around you for a duo picture.

You looked pretty short next to him, and your heart was racing.

You two held the pose for a while and took some various other photos.

“I need to grab a water, but stay there, You two can move about but stay on set,” The director told you and Dominik.

You nodded, dropping the nike football to the floor and doing kick ups as a challenge to yourself.

“Pass it over, let’s play together,” Dominik said in an accent that somehow made your heart melt.

You passed around for a few minutes like this, bantering with each other, unaware of the photographer taking hundreds of candid photos of you and Dominik.

He was laughing, you were laughing, and it was the most fun you’d had in a while.

There was chemistry between the two of you, and you couldn’t tell if you were imagining it or not, but everything just came natural for you.

Soon, it was time for his individual shoot, but you stood where he had stood watching.

He made eye contact with you a dozen times and winked when the photographer’s back had been turned.

You had definitely not imagined that.

When the day was done, you returned to your dressing room and changed into a square neck black top and some light jeans.

You noticed a bag of goodies like clothes and PR from Nike to you, including the 23/24 third liverpool kit, with the name Szoboszlai on the back. You smiled, thinking back on how you thought the purple had looked best on him.

Someone knocked on your dressing room door, and you made your way there and opened it.

“hi,” Dominik said, wearing a white eyelet style button up,

“Hey Dominik, whats up?” you asked him releasing a deep breath that you didn’t know you were holding in.

“Domi,” he said. “You can call me Domi,”

He smiled and you met his eyes. Suddenly, as if remembering what he had came here for, he began to speak again.

“I came here to ask you if you’d like to go to dinner with me after this?” He smirked.

“Are you asking me on a date Domi?” You asked.

His head tilted. “You are quite beautiful,” He said.

“and you are quite handsome,” you told him.

“So it’s a date?” He asked.

“Yes, it is.” You told him.

“Shall we?” He asked reaching for your hand.

You nodded and interlocked your fingers in his.

That just so happened to become your first of many modeling jobs and dates with your now-boyfriend Dominik.

A/n - ugh i’ve had this written for a month im so sorry!! Its also kinda cringey so idk.

comment & repost if u enjoyed this!

[percervall]

Trick or treat!

the devil's in the details

Dominik Szoboszlai x fem!reader

warnings: AU, mentions of domestic abuse, hinting at loss of virginity, stalking, Catholic guilt, implications of purity culture

In which you made a deal with the devil

At first it was just a feeling, this raising of the hairs on the back of your neck. Surely it was just your mind playing tricks on you, Halloween was right around the corner and thus you chalked it up to that. However, the feeling wouldn’t shake even after Halloween came and went. 

And then you started not only feeling eyes on you, you began seeing him. He’d be there in the background of your reflection of shop windows, in your peripheral vision whenever you crossed the road. It was unnerving to say the least, and yet you also couldn’t help but swallow thickly whenever you spotted this dark stranger, looming in the shadows, as your thoughts became sordid. Every time you caught yourself fantasising just a little about being hunted down by him to have his way with you, you would cross yourself and whisper the act of contrition under your breath. He was… Enticing. Beautiful even. But there was an aura of caution as well; his dark hair and gaze combined with the beard and glint of silver rings as he adjusted his black coat should have been enough of a warning to stay the hell away from him. Oh, but where’s the fun in that? a little voice inside your head would whisper whenever you got caught staring back at him and he’d smirk before disappearing into thin air. And then you stopped seeing him for two days. A week. Not having his eyes on left you feeling unmoored at first until it became just another thing you accepted. Which meant that when it was his face you looked up to when someone handed you one of the apples that had dropped out of your bag, you were rooted to the spot at first.

“Uhm, t-thank you..” you managed to stutter out, quickly grabbing it from his outstretched hand. He just smirked at you, keeping his eyes on you as you reshuffled the contents of the totebag to ensure the rest of its contents remained inside. 

“You have no idea who I am, do you?” 

His question rattled you, making you take another good look at him to make sure you did in fact not recognise him.

“Should I?” Your reply wasn’t meant to come across as deviant but judging by the quirk of his lips, he was somehow expecting this reaction from you. 

“You wound me,” he said, a hand clutching at his chest in mock-pain, “Ten years, and this is how you treat me?” He tutted at you, grinning now.

“I-I am really sorry.. I don’t think we’ve met?” It wasn’t meant to come out as a question.

“Allow me to refresh your memory, sweetheart,” the tall stranger said, his fingertips brushing against your temple. The noise of the city fell away, the street morphing into a dimly lit park, leaving just the two of you. You were about to ask him what in God’s green earth was going on when you saw a young woman –a teenager really, approaching a bench with a mix of determination and apprehension written all over her face as she wrapped her parka tighter around herself. It took another second before you realised you knew that girl –you used to be that girl; A girl consumed by worry every time her sister came home for Sunday roast while trying to hide the bruises he had left her. 

“So can you help me?” you heard your younger self ask, pulling you from your memories. 

“That depends. You know a deal like this comes at a price?”

“I- I don’t have money.. All-..” You watched your teenage self’s confidence falter as she scrambled to come up with something worth bargaining, “All I can offer is m-my virginity.” It came out as a whisper but you didn’t need to hear in order to remember exactly how you felt when you uttered those words; the white hot shame tinged with something else you couldn’t quite name at 16 but you now recognised as lust. 

“Mm, judging by the look on your face you know exactly who I am, don’t you sweetheart?” the man next to you said. 

“Lucifer,” you whispered, a sense of panic crawling up your throat.

“I go by many names, but you can call me Dominik.” The grin he gave you made you swallow hard and clench your thighs together –much to Dominik’s amusement.

“You made me a promise, and darling you better have kept your end of this bargain or I am going to be very upset,” he almost cooed in your ear, brushing your hair back. It sent shivers down your spine and you were quick to nod.

“Mm, good. Please know that I intend to collect with interest, sweetheart.” 

The implication of his words had you whimpering. Your chest tightened with guilt at the image he painted for you; at how he would most likely ruin you in more ways than one, and whether Father Michaels would allow you back into the church if he ever found out.

“Please, forgive me Father…” you began whispering, crossing yourself almost on autopilot. You had to close your eyes at Dominik’s laugh.

“Oh, he can’t save you now. You made your bed, now lie in it.”

Welp, it only seemed fitting to give you the Dominik AU. It's technically not finished but I have no idea if it ever will become more than this. Thanks for feeding this brainrot Amy, I had a lot of fun exploring this dynamic

Wanna go trick or treating?

[24kmar]

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🍸Other Moodboards🍸

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⚽️Dating Dominik Szoboszlai⚽️

📀Vinnie Hacker x Rockstar gf📀

🎸Dominic Fike x Rockstar gf🎸

🎥Tara Yummy x Actress GF🎥

⚽️Lamie Yamal⚽️

🦢Taylor Russell x Actress GF🦢

👗Alexa Demie x Model GF👗

🏃🏻‍♀️Dating Masai Russell🏃🏻‍♀️

🤗Dating Hamzah🤗

💫Landon Barker x Model GF��

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📹Olivia Rodrigo x Youtuber gf📹

🐋 Dating Cam Cameron🐋

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🏄‍♂️Dating Conrad Fisher🏄‍♂️

🕊Dating Dove Cameron🕊

🥥 Dating Belly Conklin 🥥

🎀Dating Lana Del Rey🎀

🎸Dating Dominic Fike🎸

💸Rafe Cameron x Kook turned pogue gf💸

🐎Olivia Rodrigo x Olympic Horse Rider🐎

👑Pope Heyward x Princess! GF👑

✨️Katherine Pierce x Witch✨️

🐎Gigi Hadid x Olympic Horse Rider🐎

🎀Dating Gracie Abrams🎀

💓Dating Benoftheweek💓

💭Dating Milo Manheim💭

💋Rafe Cameron x Bad Bitch GF💋

🤭Rafe Cameron being down bad🤭

🥭Sarah Cameron x Pouge GF🥭

🍾Kie Carrera x Kook GF🍾

💫Billie Eilish x Model GF💫

🍃Dating Brent Faiyaz🍃

💥Olivia Rodrigo x Rockstar GF💥

🙊Dating Landon Barker🙊

🎧Hamzahthefantastic dating his podacast buddy🎤

🩸Dating Jennifer Check🩸

💫Dating Kehlani💫

🧸Dating Nailea Devora🧸

✨️Dating Maddy Perez✨️

💕What i think rafe and i's relationship would look like💕

❤️Felix Catton with a shy GF❤️

🕊Domestic life with Rafe Cameron🕊

🎸Rockstar! Harris Dickinson x Rockstar! GF🎸

✨️Rockstar! Hamzah x Model! GF✨️

🐎Kendall Jenner x Olympic horse rider🐎

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📺 Dating Aubrey Plaza📺

🎀Sam Monroe with a popular gf🎀

🍃Sam Monroe with a GF whos the female version of him🍃

🎾Tashi Duncan having an affair with pro! Tennis player🎾

🙈Being Patrick Zweigs controversialy young gf🙈

🖤Sam Monroe x @rottencandyblood (MLM)🖤

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💭Moodboard for my fic "Thigh to thigh"💭

🧃Sturniolo Triplets🧃

💞Chris Sturniolo x Latina 💞

💓Matt Sturniolo x Latina💓

🎀🐱Matt Sturniolo x HK Girlfriend🐱🎀

🤫Secretly Dating Matt Sturniolo🤫

👀Teaser for my toxic!fem reader x matt sturniolo

🐕Matt Sturniolo x Golden Retriever GF🐕

🐈‍⬛Chris Sturniolo x Black Cat GF🐈‍⬛

🖤Matt Sturniolo x Black Cat GF🖤

🐈Matt Sturniolo x Blonde Cat GF🐈

📷Matt and his model!gf doing a prada shoot📷

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🩸Vamp! Nick sturniolo (visual for a fic)🩸

🩸Salem potere x vamp! Triplets (visual for a fic)🩸

🍃Being Dealer Chris' Bunny🍃

🥝PJO🥝

🕳Daughters of Hades🕳

🎭Sons of Dionysus🎭

🎸Rockstar! Sons of Dionysus🎸

🍒Daughters of Dionysus🍒

🎤Rockstar! Daughters of Dionysus🎤

🗡Aphrodite warriors🗡

🍓Daughters of Demeter🍓

🐚Daughters of Thetis🐚

🌊Sons of Thetis🌊

🐍Luke Castellan🐍

💤Luke Castellan x Daughter of Hypnos💤

🥊Boxer! Luke Castellan🥊

🏍Biker! Luke Castellan🏍

🥎Monster High🥎

🏹Cupid🏹

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🩸Elissabat🩸

🦇Draculaura🦇

💎Cleo DeNile💎

❄️Abbey Bominable❄️

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request box status ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ closed!!!

psa 🗣️: as a woc, i do not deep dive into the physical appearence of the reader or their race/ethnicity unless stated otherwise. i do, however, write with black fem reader in mind. still, anyone can enjoy. i only write fem!reader x oc. i DO NOT write smut.

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trent alexander-arnold, alejandro balde, alisson becker, lucas bergvall, jobe bellingham, levi colwill, ruben dias, paulo dybala, rodrygo goes, marc guiu, curtis jones, joão félix, víni júnior, noni madueke, kylian mbappé, jamal musiala, lucas paquetá, bukayo saka, leroy sané, dominik szoboszlai, aurélien tchouméni, virgil van dijk, nico williams, lamine yamal, kenan yıldız

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Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 5/6

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

Enjoy!

Székesfehérvár wasn't as bad as you initally thought. It was nice spending time with Dominik and his family in the little community he called home. Seeing how happy he was simply melted your heart. You spent the afternoon attending his little brother's football game, cheering him on. Dominik cheered the loudest as he was so proud to see Benedek play football again. The passion for the game definitely ran in the family, with Dominik's parents insisting that all of you celebrate the match win with a nice dinner at a lovely restaurant in town.

"Mikor jön Laura?" (When is Laura coming?)

"Bármelyik percben anya." (Any minute mom.)

Although you enjoyed spending time with them it was really hard to connect with Dominik's parents. The language barrier was simply too braud, and having Dominik act as a translator only reminded you of how braud the barrier actually was.

You felt left out, simply put. You sat at the dinner table struggling to keep up with the rapid-fire conversation around you. A fucking waste of Dualingo streaks, you thought.

"Hey?" Dominik squeezed your hand under the table, having caught your drifting gaze. "You good?"

"Sure, I'm fine." You smiled, a fake smile. However, you found comfort in the way Dominik kept caressing your hand under the table. It made you look forward to tonight, when he would sneak into your room again, like a horny teenager.

Dinner went on. Just as you were about to excuze yourself and head to the ladies restroom, Dominik's family shot up to their feet when a young woman approched your table.

"Laura!" They exclaimed.

You looked to Dominik who chuckled at your visible confusion. "It's my sister, Laura."

Like her brother's, Laura's hair was yet black and her eyes brown but bright. Her height also surpassed everyone in her family as she took turns embracing them.

"Nikki!" She exclaimed. "My baby brother is home!" They hugged each other tightly. "And you brought someone." She gasped at the sight of you. "A special someone?"

"Yes, Laura. Please meet my girlfriend, Y/N."

"I knew it!" His sister smiled. "I knew it since our last phone call. You must be Y/N, the singer."

"The what now?"

Not to mention that Dominik's sister was gorgeous, she spoke perfect English as well. Heat rose to your face just shaking her hand.

"The singer!" She nodded. "I was in a call with my brother not too long ago, when I heard a lovely voice singing in the background. When I asked Nikki who it was he refused to tell me, rushing to hang up the phone."

"You did?" You turned to Dominik, a bit taken aback by the fact.

"I did not!" He defended.

"Don't lie Nikki. How come you've never introduced me to Y/N before?"

A really good question. You stared Dominik down in the same way his sister did.

"Well, because..." He stammered.

"Yes?"

He struggled to find an answer and settle with saying, "later is better than never, no?"

"Men." Laura sighed and pulled out a chair to sit beside you. Dinner resumed with Dominik's family going at it again, speaking Hungarian, the words going over your head. Laura must have notice that you were struggling because she too squeezed your hand under the table and leaned over to whispered in your ear. "Don't worry, I'll translate everything for you," she said with a smile.

A wave of relief washed over you once you realized that you had found a friend in Laura. With her help, you could fully participate in the conversation around the table, for once feeling apart of Dominik's family.

However there was one incident....

Aftet dinner as you and Dominik's family left the restaurant, you wandered onto the street, stumbling on your high heels. You reached for Dominik's arm to support you, however he flinched at your touch, causing you to hit the ground and bruise your knees.

"Oh, my God Y/N, are you alright?"

Dominik's sister was the first one to come to your aid, not Dominik, nor his family for that matter.

"Ügyetlen lány." (Clumsy girl.) His mother muttered, looking down on you like a piece of trash along the gutter.

That night you lay awake, waiting for Dominik to come to your room, but for some reason he never came. You wanted to speak to him about his strange behavior towards you, not to mention his mother's shady comment. It was unfortunate that this had been the only time during your visit that you were able to interpret her thick accent. What else could she have been saying about you?

Not able to wait until morning, you got up and left you room. You walked down the dark hall on your way to see Dominik when hushed voices made you pause mid step.

"Are you crazy?" The voice of Laura hissed. "She doesn't deserve this Dominik and you know that."

"I know, I know, but anya and apa will...."

"For God's sake, they won't disown you for being in love Nikki. Even I know that you don't choose who you fall in love with. Have some faith that so will mom and dad."

The voices were coming from downstairs. You stood on the top step of the staircase, fighting back tears. Dominik's next words didn't make feel better either.

"Forget it Laura. I'm not gonna rebel against them like you've done. Mom and dad deserves to be shown some respect for all they've done for us."

"And Y/N, doesn't? Dominik they think she's your personal assistant for God's sake."

You stumbled. A loud thud echoed throughout the quiet house. The voices downstairs fell silent for a moment.

"Benedek?"

You slapped a hand against your mouth, slowly backing away. However, shadows emerged from below.

"Benedek, you shouldn't be up this late, mom and dad will..."

Laura's eyes widened at the sight of you, crouch down on the top of the staircase. "Y/N.....you're awake?"

Dominik appeared behind her, equally surprised to see you, shimmering tears in your eyes.

"Y/N, please let me..."

You shook your head. "Don't."

"Please Y/N, let me..."

"I said DON'T!"

Dominik made the effort to climb the stairs but fell back two steps as you held out a trembling hand.

"I'm going upstairs to pack my bags." You said, voice trembling. "I'm taking the car and I'm going back to get the rest of my things in Budapest."

"Y/N please, you can't..."

"No Dominik, you can't....be serious right now. All this time you've lied to me and to your parents."

"Y/N, perhaps if we could all sleep on it...."

"Laura please." You said, feeling for his sister need to defended her brother. "I'm leaving. Tonight. " You stood, peering down on Dominik. "Without you."

Part 1

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[melanieph321]

Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 1/6

Part 2

Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

Enjoy!

You were so indecisive.

"Babe, yellow or blue?"

You called your boyfriend into the room to help you make the critical decision.

"Yeah?"

He popped his black hair head through the door, darting his eyes at where you hovered over the suitcase set on the bedroom floor.

"Which one, yellow or blue?" You held up the dresses before you. Dominik chuckled but stepped into the room.

"Erm...the blue dress, that's the one you wore on our first date, no?"

You lowered your arms. "You remember?"

Dominik smiled. "Of course I do. That dress pursued me to take you on a second date."

"Ha ha, very funny." You folded the blue dress and tucked it into the suitcase.

"But the yellow..."

"What about it?"

Dominik regarded the yellow dress with a finger tapping his chin. "You look so fucking good in yellow."

"Thank you." You giggled. He was right that the bright color complemented your skin tone, especially on a summers day like this one.

"Wait, I changed my mind!"

You paused mid folding.

"Blue, yeah take the blue dress not the yellow one." Dominik nodded.

You squinted your eyes in suspicion. "How so?"

"Huh?"

"Why the suden change of heart?"

His cheeks blossomed.

"Dominik?"

"Okay, okay, pick whatever color dress you want. But remember, if you wear the yellow one and people start turning their heads in the street, I might have to fight somebody. "

You rolled your eyes and thought, "Men." Nevertheless, the blue dress got taken out of your suitcase, replaced by the yellow.

Dominik stepped up and knelt down before you, his hand lifting your chin. "Hey." He grinned.

"Hey." 

"You're mine, you know that right?"

"I know."

"I'm not sharing you with anyone."

"How romantic of you."

He leaned forward, pressing a long kiss to your lips. They were plump once you parted, with Dominik wiping his mouth with the tip of his tongue. "We leave in an hour. Don't overpack."

"Okay."

You were excited. More than excited, actually. It was your first time visiting Hungary, Dominik's home country. You were so excited to walk the streets of Budapest. To shop until you dropped. The local cuisine was also something to look forward to. Dominik would be your own personal tour guide, and hopefully, he would take you to see his hometown. At least, that's what he promised to do.

It would be a huge step in your relationship. Meeting Dominik's parents would be both nerve-racking and exciting. You wanted to impress them more than anything.

Part 2

[melanieph321]

Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 2/6

Part 1

Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

Enjoy!

You fell in love with Hungary. It was such a beautiful city with such a vibrant culture. Everywhere you went, people seemed to engage in activities that you had never heard of before. Like pottery, for example. It was definitely an odd activity to engage in, especially in the middle of the street. However, the Hungarian's seemed to enjoy it. You even brought home a pott that a lady had worked on for more than an hour. It was decorated with hearts which you thought would be a suiting gift for your boyfriend.

"Honey, I'm home!" You announced. You and Dominik had been staying at a hotel while in Budapest. It was a nice little getaway for you, but for Dominik, it was just another business trip. The Hungarian people were crazy about him. And ahead of the European championship, Dominik and his teamsmates are required to meet with fans and stakeholders of the Hungarian men's football team. This left you to roam the streets of Budapest on your own since Dominik was busy during the day. Nevertheless, there was no better feeling than coming home to the love of your life.

"Wake sleepy head. I got you a present."

"Hmmm?"

You found Dominik sleeping on top of the bed, fully clothed.

"I'm sorry to wake you, baby. Did you have a long day?"

"Yes, now don't just stand there, bring me my gift." Dominik was quick to release the pillow he had been hogging in his arms. He then stretched for you where you stood beside the bed.

"Come here." He muttered. "Bring me my gift."

You chuckled as his grasping hands tugged your shirt. Dominik pulled you down to lay with him in bed, smothering you with tight hugs and kisses.

"Baby, I'm not your gift."

"Yes, you are." He said, snuggling his face into the crook of your neck. "The best gift I've ever gotten."

"No, I actually bought you something from the street market that I visited today."

"You did?"

The kisses seized.

"Yes, would you like to have it?"

"Hell yeah, bring it here!" Dominik was quick to sit up in bed, not minding the way his hair was tousled from the sheets. He watched you slip out of bed and retrieve the gift from your bag. He was like an eager child on Christmas Eve as you brought it to him, wrapped paper, containing the sculptured pot. Dominik ripped it open despite you warning him to be cautious. However, his shoulders rose and fell at the sight of it.

"It's a...mug?"

"No baby, it's a pott."

"A what?"

"A pott, like for decorations."

"Oh, a pott." He nodded, although the dent between his brows gave him away. "What are you supposed to do with it?"

"I dunno, you tell me?" You chuckled. "The lady said it's a tradition for Hungarian's to engage in pottery." You joined Dominik on the bed again, watching as he turned the pott in his hand, regarding it with furrowed brows.

"Well, If it's not for drinking, I don't know what it's for."

"Ha ha." You muttered, unhanding him the decor item. "I thought it was cute, and if you don't like it, I'll just gift it to your parents instead."

"My parents?" Dominik frowned.

"Yeah, when we visit them."

"Right, about that..."

"What?"

You had always dreamt of meeting Dominik's parents. It only seemed natural after the two of you celebrated your three year anniversary. But every time you brought up, Dominik seemed to hesitate and would often change the subject. You thought things would be different arriving to Hungary but even here, when the distance to his family was no longer the issue, Dominik still hesitated to bring you there, insisting that you stay in Budapest where the travel to meet and greet with the Men's team would be less.

"I just don't think that it's a good idea." He said.

"But you always say that."

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I didn't come here to visit my family. I have a job to do."

"Really, then why do I get a feeling that you don't want ME to meet your parents."

"Y/N." Dominik sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "It's just... my parents can be a bit... difficult," he said, choosing his words carefully. "They're not very open-minded, and they can be pretty judgmental."

You felt a pang of disappointment and hurt. So Dominik really didn't want to introduce you to his parents. But why? Was he embarrassed of you?

You tried to keep your emotions in check and pressed him for more information. "What do you mean by 'difficult'?" You asked, trying to keep your voice even.

"Well... they have a certain idea of what kind of person they want me to date, and it's not always the most... inclusive," Dominik replied, his voice filled with frustration. "They've made it clear that they don't approve of me dating someone from a different culture, and they've said some pretty hurtful things in the past."

You felt a wave of anger wash over you. "Well, we're not dating Dominik, I'm your girlfriend, of three years to be exact"

"I know, I know." He walk over to you, grabbing your head in his hands. "You're my girlfriend." He smiled, eyes bright in the sun. "And I want you to meet my family, trust me. But you must also trust me when I say that it's not a good idea right now."

How was this true, you thought. How could Dominik's parents be so close-minded. What exactly had Dominik told them about  you? There was only one way to find out. You knew that you had to meet them and confront them to show them that you were a worthy partner for their son.

"I want to meet them," you said, voice firm. "I want to see for myself what kind of people they are, and I want them to see that I'm not just some 'other' person, I'm your girlfriend."

Dominik stared into your eyes, surprised by your determination. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Yes, I'm sure," you replied, your heart racing with anticipation. "I'm ready to meet the parents."

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Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 4/6

+18

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

Enjoy!

It was a dreadful night. As you tossed and turned, not all comfortable in the little room Dominik's family put you in, it hit you that this was probably the first in three years that you had sleep alone.

You couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. You missed the familiarity of Dominik's presence, the way he would wrap his arms around you and pull you close. Now you hoped, no, prayed that Dominik in the other room was as miserable as you. How could he allow this, you thought. Was he that afraid to disrespect his parents?

"What a baby." You muttered, also coming to the conclusion that there was no comfortable sleeping positions in this bed. You might as well stay up.

Tossing the sheets aside, you got up and out of bed, the floor boards cracking underneath your feet.

"Such a old fucking house." You murmured. At this point you were angry at the world as you went to search through your bag.

"Yes, a good movie will do it..." You said, retrieving your laptop. Just then there was a light knock on the door, causing you to draw a sharp breath.

Knock knock

You had been to loud, you thought, standing frozen like a cat in the night, terrified to make a sound.

Knock knock

"Y/N, it's me."

"Dominik?"

The door handle yanked as he opened it. Your shoulders fell as he appeared in the frame, half naked wearing only his sweatpants.

His smoky eyes shifted to the laptop in your hand. "Couldn't sleep either?"

"No." You muttered. "And it's all your fault."

"My fault?" He said, voice low as not to wake up the rest of his family.

"Yes, your fault. You left me to sleep alone, knowing damn well that I don't know how to do that anymore."

Dominik shut the door behind him entering the room. He was grinning from ear to ear.

"What?" You said, quite tempted to slap him across the face for being such a dick to you.

"You missed me didn't you?"

"Pardon?"

He nodded. "You missed me and couldn't fall asleep without me by your side."

You crossed your arms. "So what?"

"So what?"

"Yeah, so what if I missed you? I'm still mad at you."

Dominik stepped forward, closing the gap between you. His hands went to wrap around your waist, claiming you to press your chin against his torso as you tilted your head up to meet his eyes.

"I'm here now aren't I? That means I missed you too." He said and bent down to kiss you. It was sweet at first,  his tounge dancing around yours. Then the kissed turned needy, his lips smacking against yours.

"Dominik." You gasped against his mouth. His tounge licked a crossed your bottom lip. "Yes, baby?"

You dropped your laptop, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Fuck me."

His arms went under your ass, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. He did so never breaking up the kiss, at least not until he had your chest pressed against his, looking him deeply in the eyes. "With pleasure." He smield and moved to plot you down on the bed where he wasted no time stripping you of your clothes.

"Dominik please."

He didn't settle until he had you butt naked, laying under him with that complecant smile of yours.

"I have to leave in the morning." He said.

You nodded. "Then fuck me until morning."

He chuckled, but did not hesitate to pulll his pants down. There was no time for foreplay, you were horny like dogs. You sat up in bed and made the attempt to reach for his throbbing cock. However he slapped your hand away, causing you to whimper displeased.

"Turn around." He command.

You did what you were told, although the taste of his dick in your mouth would've also been nice.

"Ass up."

You tucked your knees in without raising your chest from the bed, that way Dominik had a perfect view of your....

"Fuck." He grunted, like a wolf about to tare up it's vunrable prey.

You felt a dip in the bed as he got on it. You anticipated his touch that came when he first place himself behind you, aligning his stiff cock with your butt hole, tugging at your hips.

"Wait." You weezed, quite surprised that he wanted your ass more than your glistering pussy.

"I didn't bring condoms." He explained, knowing exactly why you hesitated. "If it's too much for you we can do other things."

It would be a challenge without lubrication, still you shook your head and hid your face between the pillow. "Put it in!" You pleaded and held your breath as Dominik's grip on your hips tightened.

He showed himself into you and fucked you mercilessly. You were limb after five strokes, trembling all over.

"Stay with me, baby, say with me."

Dominik chest warmed your back as he leaned over to search for your hand. He grabbed it and guided it between your legs, wanting you to pleasure yourself while he got it on as well. You tried to match his pace but he was closer to collapsing than you.

"Fuuuckkkk." He groand. Inserting himself inside of you with one last sloppy stroke of his hips. Dominik then collapse on to of you but was quick to turn you over so that that he was the one on the bottom and you were the one on top.

Your heavy breaths filled the room as you came down from the high. The warmth liquid that was Dominik's cum still ran down your leg, however you didn't have the strangth to get up and clean yourself.

"Fuck that was good." He pulled your face to rest against chest, kissing the top of your head. "I'm sorry." He siad, ones again apologized for making you sleep apart. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow night as well. Just leave the door open like you did tonight, okay baby?"

You nodded. "Okay."

Truthfully you wanted to question why the two of you had to sleep apart in the first place. You were grown people in love, and Dominik's parents said that they liked you. Didn't they?

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Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 3/6

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Dominik is so annoying in this 😫

Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

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Székesfehérvár. Dominik's hometown. A small community located about a forty minute drive from Budapest. Although Székesfehérvár was far from as vibrant as the city of Budapest. The town looked more like a prehistoric gathering place for Lords and Dukes of the 1800th century. A place where the sun didn't look out from behind the clouds. A place that probably only had one unanimous shopping center where kids would lurk around what they believed to be a modern hang out.

"Uh, Dominik...?" You were skeptically looking out of the car window. A friend of his let you borrow it for as long as you were staying in Hungary.

"Yeah, babe?" Dominik's eyes left the road, turning to you.

"Can you tell me about your family again?"

"My family?"

"Yeah, like your siblings and stuff." It would be your first time meeting them. You wanted to know what kind of people you were dealing with, perhaps they were also as close-minded as Dominik's parents?

"Well, my younger brother plays football just like me."

"Really, in which league, Bundesliga?"

He chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing." He said but did not seize to laugh. "Let's just say my brother is still muturing when it comes to playing professional football."

Whatever that meant, you thought.

"My sister, on the other hand, you'll like her."

"I will?" You perked up.

"Yes, she's very much into fashion and that poet culture shit that you like."

"Wow, you just made me sound like the wokest black girl you've ever been with."

The creases in his eyes widened when he smiled. "Because you are the wokest black girl I've ever been with."

"Dominik, I'm the only black girl you've ever been with."

"True." He nodded and leaned over for a kiss.

You pressed your lips against his. "Idiot."

After a few more minutes in the car, Dominik pulled up to a lovely little home on the outskirts of the town. Your heart pounded in your chest once you realized that this was it. You were meeting his parents.

Dominik walked ahead of you towards the house. You had preferred to hold his hand. Nevertheless, with a knock on the door, he stepped back to stand next to you, waiting in anticipation for...

"Nikki!"

The door flung open, and a child sprung out of the house straight into Dominik's arms.

"You're home, Nikki, you're home!"

"I told you I was coming." Dominik twirled the boy around in his arms. They looked awfully alike, with the same carved cheeks and jet black hair.

"Benedek, who is at the door?"

With all of the commotion a woman appered, eyes wide at the sight of...

"Nikki? Nem tudom elhinni!" (Nikki, I can't believe it!)

"Anya!" (Mom!)

It was a heart-felt reunion. With Dominik putting down his little brother to embrace his mother.

"Mit csinálsz itt?" (What are you doing here?)

It was interesting. You had picked up a few Hungarian words after three years with Dominik. However, compared to his little brother, you understood nothing of what was coming out of his mother's mouth. She had a very thick accent.

"Benedek, is that you bringing cold air into my house?"

A loud thud came from inside the house. It got louder and louder until a large figure took up the door frame. A man, Dominik's father, appeared.

"Nikki?"

He wasted no time, rushing down the steps to greet his son. Dominik's feet left the ground as his father embraced him.

"Nem tudom elhinni!" (I can't believe it.)

His father's accent was also a very thick one, utterly incomprehensible to your ears.

"Hey?" You hissed. You were standing to the side, observing Dominik's heartfelt welcome home when there was a tugg at your skirt. Looking down, a pair of green eyes were staring back at you in wonder. Dominik's little brother.

"Are you my brother's friend?" He asked.

"No." You said in the most disgraceful attempt to speak Hungarian. "I'm not your brothers friend, I'm his...."

"Anya, Apa." (Mom, dad.) Dominik interrupted. With that, all eyes were on you now. "Szeretném, ha találkozna, Y/N, a személyi asszisztensemmel." (I would like for you to meet, Y/N, my personal assistant.)

As oblivious as you were, the mentioning of your name could only mean that this was your queue. "Hello!" You smiled. "It's very nice to meet you all."

Dominik turned to his parents, translating what you just said. They looked at you skeptically but nodded approvingly.

"Egy fekete?" (A black?) His dad scuffed. "Csak illőnek tűnik." (Seems only fitting.)

"Zsolt." His mother frowned, slapping Dominik's father in the arm.

All you could do was keep smiling.

"Cacsorára marad, úgyhogy viselkedjünk." (She's staying for dinner, so let's behave.)

"Yes, yes." His father muttered and gestured for Dominik's little brother to return inside with them.

You turned to Dominik, your only source of security in that moment.

"They like you." He smiled.

"Really?"

"Yes, let's head inside."

A sense of relief washed over you. You and Dominik were invited inside and were quickly ushered into the kitchen. It was obvious that Dominik missed his mother's cooking because he ate more than he does at home, and so did you. His mother was an excellent cook, offering delicious Hungarian dishes.

"Ugh, I think I'm going to explode." You said, having made it to the top of the staircase.

"Me too." Dominik groand. He carried your bags despite his swollen tummy, and for that, he deserved to be rewarded.

"What are you doing?"

You had gone to wrap your arms around his neck. However, Dominik flinched as you did. The first time, he has ever done such a thing.

"I...I just wanted to..." You were taken aback. A heavy lump clogging your throat.

"Baby." Dominik whispered. Why was he whispering? it wasn't late, his family were still downstairs watching TV. "Baby I'm sorry." He saw the hurt in your eyes. I didn't mean to...." There was nothing that could be said, the damage was already done.

"Nikki, is everything alright?"

There was movement at the bottom of the staircase, Dominik's mother, on her way up.

"Megmutattad vendégünknek a szobáját?" (Have you shown our guest her room?)

Dominik scratched the back of his neck. "No Anya, I was just about to."

"Rendben, szólj, ha kell neki valami." (Alright, you tell me if she needs anything.)

"Sure, mom, I will."

His mother gave you a friendly smile before returning downstairs. However, you were still in a bit of a shocked state to return it.

"I'll show you were you'll sleep." Dominik mumbled and made his way down the hall expecting you to follow him. You did, but only because you needed answers.

"Like I said, my parents are a little bit old school...." Dominik stop before a small room. You poked your head in to see that there was only one single sized bed.

"Um, what's this?"

Dominik sighed. "Y/N, let's not make a big deal of it. We're only staying for two nights."

"Yes, but..." You had no words. "You've got to be kidding me, though? We are sleeping together in the same room, right?"

No answer.

"Right, Dominik?"

He grabbed your bags and entered the room, placing them on the bed. You refused to move an inch, waiting for him to return. However, all he said was, "I'm sorry." And kissed your cheek before disappearing down the hall. You were left with more questions than answers, the biggest one being, "What the fuck was wrong with your boyfriend?"

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Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - Not Enough Part 6/6

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Summary - Reader is excited to meet Dominik's parents but is shocked to find out that they are very prejudiced and do not approve of her.

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"Y/N, please you don't have to do this."

The whole house woke up to witness your departure. Dominik's parents were confused as to why you were dragging your bags out of their house in the middle of the night, while Dominik desperately tried to stop you.

"Y/N, don't leave. Please let me explain." He pleaded.

"Fine, explain." You said, setting your bags down on the driveway. Dominik looked like he had no idea where to start, ultimately wasting your time.

"Fuck this." You continued towards the car with your bags.

"No, wait!"

"Just let her go, Dominik." Laura said. She stood on the front porch with her parents, holding onto a shaken up Benedek. You never meant for things to end this way. You really wanted to be a part of your boyfriend's family. However, not so much anymore.

"Y/N, please." Dominik made one last attempt to stop you from leaving, reaching for your traveling bags as you prepared to toss them into the backseat of the car. He did so refusing to let you have it, which resulted in an awkward fight for the bag, ripping the handle apart, sending the bag flying, knocking over a trash can.

"Ugh, look what you've done." You were angry but not irrationally so. Dominik rushed to help you collect the bag amongst the knocked over trash. You were taken aback by the sight of ceramic splinters, painted in the same colors as your....

"My pott!" You gasped.

Dominik noticed it too, the remainings of your gift to his parents.

You couldn't believe it. They had thrown it away without a care in the world. Without a care about your feelings. Fucking bastards.

"Nikki, mondd meg annak a lánynak, hogy hagyja abba a sírást, felébreszti az egész környéket." (Nikki, tell that girl to stop crying, she'll awaken the whole neighborhood.)

"Anya, Apa?" Dominik stood, the pieces of your pott in his hands. "What's this?" He turned to his parents, your sniffles in the background.

"That girl, Anya, has a name and it's Y/N."

"Dominik?" His father frowned. "Don't speak to your mother in that way."

"Then tell her not to speak to my girlfriend in that way."

"Barátnő?" (Girlfriend?)

Dominik nodded his head, turning to you. "Yes, Apa, Y/N is my girlfriend."

"Dominik, mi vagy...." (Dominik, what are you....)

"I'm sorry for lying to you." He said, looking to his parents and then turning back to you. "I was scared and selfish." He nodded. "There is no way that I expect you to forgive me for what I've done, Y/N, but trust me when I say that I love you more than anything and anyone."

You shook your head. "People don't hurt the ones they love, Dominik. Lying to your parents, telling them that I'm your what, personal assistant? It's sick, Dominik, and I've never been more humiliated in my life."

"I know and I'm sorry." He said, stepping forward to grab your hand.

"Dominik, what are you..." He led you back to the house towards his family on the porch.

"Anya, Apa, this is Y/N, the love of my life. I know that in the past you've expressed some very prejudice things about marriage outiside of ones ethnicity, but I'm more than sure that I am going to make Y/N my future wife one day and if that's not good enough for you, neither of you will be invited to the wedding."

They looked appalled. You had no idea what Dominik was telling them in Hungarian, but judging by their faces, he said something that they did not expect him to say. Even Laura looked surprised, happily so.

"Will I be invited to the wedding?" Benedek asked.

Wedding? You thought. Who's wedding?

"Of course, Benni. " He pinched his brother's cheek. Dominik then squeezed your hand. "So if you don't mind, I'm getting my things, and then Y/N and I are leaving." He led you back through the door.

"Dominik?" His father exclaimed, a very concerned look on his face. "Your mother and I....we never meant to make Y/N feel unwelcome." He said.

"Well, you did." Dominik snapped. It was the first time you had ever seen him so angry.

"Nikki?" His mother sighed. "Why did you not tell us the truth? Why lie about having a fiancé?"

"I...." This is where Dominik didn't seem to know what to say. Thankfully, Laura stepped in.

"Because of Mika." She said.

"Mika?" His mother frowned. "That bush boy you brought here last summer?"

"Yes, Anya." Laura sighed. "And you can't go around calling people names for being different from us. It's racist and wrong."

"Racist. Who, me?"

"Yes, Anya, and Apa. I was afraid that Y/N would be treated the same way as Mika if you knew that we were together. So I lied and told you that she was my assistant,  and immediately you were more accepting of her, thus proving Laura's point."

"Nikki?" His mother seemed in denial, however, with a hand to his chest Dominik's father cut in between them, stepping up to you. It was probably the first time that he had acknowledged you directly.

"Kérlek, bocsáss meg a családomnak azért, ahogyan veled bántunk. Nem akarunk mást, csak a legjobbat a gyerekeinknek, és ha a fiam azt mondja nekem, hogy te vagy az, akkor nagyon távol vagy ettől a családtól." (Please forgive my family for the way we have been treating you. We want nothing but the best for our children, and if my son tells me the best for him is you, then you are very much a part of this family.)

You shifted to Dominik for answers.

"He says they're sorry." He translated.

"Oh."

"But don't worry, Y/N, if you still want to leave, we can leave. Go back to Budapest. That is, if you want me to come with you, of course."

You were taken back realizing the choice you had to make. Ultimately, you shook your head, which caused Dominik's world to come crashing down. However, he nodded his head, accepting your decision.

"I'll go get the rest of your things."

"Dominik." You stopped him. "I mean no, I don't want to leave at all. If your parents say they're sorry, I'm willing to accept their apology."

"Really?" He smiled

"Really?" Laura second, she seemed more surprised.

Nevertheless, it's what you wanted. It's what you've always wanted. No matter what the future held for you and Dominik, we were sure that it was him you loved. You wanted nothing but to be a part of his world and his yours and for you that started with having a bond with each other's families. Like yours, his wasn't perfect, but they were enough for you.

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Dominik Szoboszlai x Black Reader - The Cliff

I'm expanding my horizons with this fic. 😜 Hope you enjoy!

⚠️ Warning ⚠️

18+

Summary Dominik helps Reader overcome her fear of heights.

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You had always been afraid of heights, but today you found yourself at the edge of a cliff, surrounded by your adventurous friends who were all eager to take the leap of faith. The group of you had driven to this secluded spot, nestled in the heart of the mountains, specifically for the purpose of cliff diving. The crystal-clear waters below seemed inviting, but you couldn't shake the feeling of vertigo that gripped you every time you looked down.

One by one, your friends took turns jumping off the edge, their laughter and screams of excitement filling the air. Each dive was met with cheers and encouragement from the group, urging you to join them.

"I just got my hair done!" You shouted in excuses.

No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn't bring yourself to take the plunge.

"Come on Y/N, jump! The water isn't even that cold!"

It was spring break. A time you would usually spend with your family, going to church, celebrating easter. But the last semester at university had been hard for you. You struggled alot but got through it. "You deserved to have some fun." Your friends told you, convincing you to join them on their annual road trip through Hungary. A big mistake, considering you now stood looking down the edge of a cliff, trying to talk yourself into plunging to your own death.

"Y/N?"

Dominik, one of your friends, reclimbed the mountain for his second jump.

"You still haven't jumped yet?" He asked.

"No."

"Well then, last man down is a..."

You were already on your way down, the mountain trail.

"Hey, come on. Don't leave."

You turned back around.  "Dom, I don't care what you tell the others, I'm not jumping."

"Come on, quit being such a coward and jump with me."

"Um... what did you call me?"

Dominik was know for his cocky demeanor. Only a few people, including you, knew that he was a gentleman at heart. But to most, especially the girls on campus, he was a known fuckboy with a lean body to match his arrogant persona.

"I said take my hand and let's do this. Trust me you won't regret it."

You snorted. "I'll definitely regret holding your hand."

"Y/N."

"Fine."

You walked to the edge of the cliff, hand in hand, peering over the edge. The wind whipped through your braids as you gazed down at the water below. You felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins, but instead of fear, you felt a sense of exhilaration. This was it – the moment you had been pushing aside for so long.

"Don't let go." You turned to Dominik, he looked puzzled. "Of my hand. Don't let go of my hand until we hit the water."

He smiled. "Trust me, I won't let you go."

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes. Domink took the lead, stepping off the edge. All you had to do was follow.

Your arms were intertwined as you hurtled towards the water, the rush of the fall making your heart race. Dominik kept his promise, never letting go of your hand. Resurfacing from the deep, you were met with triumphant cheers and applause from your friends.

"Yes, Y/N! Way to go!"

Dominik swam beside you, grinning from ear to ear. "You did it. You finally jumped."

"Thank you." You said, quite humbled by his kindness.

For dinner you and your friends set up to have a nice BBQ around the fireplace. The cliff was located near a known camping spot, that's where you were planning on spending the night.

"Truth or dare?" Someone suggested. It was well into the night and most of you already had alot to drink. Nevertheless, everyone was up for a classic game of truth or dare.

"I dare you to...," said one friend, "sing that embarrassing song from high school that we all used to hate."

"Truth or dare?" asked another, "which celebrity crush do you have that no one else knows about?"

The group erupted into laughter as you watched each other squirm and giggle through the dares. When it came time for you to choose, you decided to mix things up by choosing "truth".

"Okay, what's your biggest fear Y/N?"

"Heights, obviously."

Heartwarming laugher spread around the fireplace.

"Okay, that was too easy. Here is another one. Who here would you let fuck you like there was no tomorrow?"

In a brief state of shock you let your gaze land on Dominik. To your surprise he was already looking your way. His eyes were deceiving and his expression quite hard to read.

"Um...I don't know." You mumbled, once again praising the lord for your melanin skin. It never gave away your flustered embarrassment.

"You have to pick someone."  A girl named Nelly protested.

"Then I guess I pick you." You hissed

The people around the campfire chuckled, someone of them quite impressed with your rapid answer.

Now it was your turn.

"Nelly, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to strip naked and run down to the lake for a swim."

It wasn't a dare for Nelly, it was simply a request. She wasn't shy about her body, everyone knew that. She stood, stripping herself naked with cynical cheerfulness. Asking her to run into the lake was your way of getting rid of her for a minute. She returned to the campfire wet haired, skin glistening in lake water.

"My turn." She said, happily accepting the jacket offered to her by one of the boys.

"Dom, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Which one of us girls would you rather fuck like there was no tomorrow? Be honest."

He gave away a slight chuckle.

The attention was automatically drawn back to you since Dominik received the exact same question you had. Compared to you the questioned hadn't startled him and he would probably give a better answer than you had.

"Well?" Nelly said impatiently. Like everyone else she was eager to hear his answer.

"Well what?" He smirked.

"Who'd you pick, out of us girls?"

"I'm looking at her right now."

Like everyone else's your gaze shifted curiously. However they were all looking at you.

"Me?"

Your attention was brought back to Dominik. And yes, he was in fact staring at you.

"Ohhh, Y/N and Dominik sitting in a tree...." Nelly teseased.

Giggles and laughter spread around the campfire.

"I knew you guys were taking a bit too long up on that cliff." One guy joked. "What were you two doing prior to jumping."

"None of your business." Dominik winked. At last he broke your eye contact. It had been intense, causing blood to rush to your cheeks.

As the night went on and the alcohol continued to flow you somewhat forgot about the silly game of truth and there, that is, until there was a knock on your cabin door far too late in the night.

"Dominik?"

He stood errect in the moonlight, undoubtedly confident to knock on your door at this hour.

"Zayn and Nelly are going off like animals in our cabin, can I stay with you?"

Nelly was meant to be your bunk buddy, now that she had snucked her way into Zayn's cabin, you had an empty bed.

You let him, crawling back into your bed, however, you were startled by the sight of Dominik, pushing Nelly's bunk across the room.

"What are you...."

"There, much better." He said, once Nelly's bed lay alongside yours, making it a conjoined sleeping unit.

"Are you crazy?" You laughed.

"What?"

He joined you under the covers.

"This is so not happening."

"What?"

"This." You pointed to the two of you.

"Y/N, relax. I just don't like going to bed alone. I'm not really used to it if you know what I mean."

You rolled your eyes and pulled the covers over your body. You slept with your back to him.

"Oh, come on. It was a joke."

You sat up, turning to face him. "It wasn't funny, neither was your answer during truth or dare."

He laughed. "What did you want me to do, lie?"

"Please Dominik. As if you've ever been intrested in me."

"Since the day I met you actually."

You frowned.

"Sure, you seemed a bit uptight at first but I thought hey, at least she will be a fun challenge."

"Wow, so getting with me has been a challenge for you, a game?"

"Hey, Y/N. You've got me all wrong. Why is me being into you so hard for you to understand? A guy doesn't make a jump like that twice, unless he is trying to impress a girl."

"You. Impress me?" It was hard for you to understand. "You're telling you reclimbed that mountain to impress me?"

"It worked didn't it? After that you started paying more attention to me, seeing me for more than just a fuckboy."

"I don't only see you as a fuckboy."

"Please, I hear the way you girls talk when you think I'm not listening. How you warn your friends not to fall for my tricks, as if I have any."

You were a bit taken back. In a way this was your first conversation with Dominik that wasn't infatuated with you calling him out for how he treats women. In a way, fueling his already presumed behavior.

"What are you trying to say Dom? That your into me and want me to be your girlfriend?"

"No."

"Oh."

You played with fire. Fire burns.

"I was thinking we could fuck each other like there is no tomorrow. If tomorrow happens to come around." He shrugged. "So be it."

You leaped forward, kissing him, eager to taste him. He explored you in other ways, his hand already finding you under the covers. You could always tell when a guy knew what he was doing or not. Domink knew what he was doing. He found ways to turn you on with gentle strokes, his hands exploring your many curves and creases. He had rolled you over within minutes of taking your clothes off.

"Turn around for me."

"Like this?" You whispered.

"Yes."

He massaged your ass, his fingers moving roughly over your skin. You lay flat on your belly, legs spread. Domink came to you with caution, bending down to trace kissed down the slope of your back all the way to the curve of your ass. You felt his length press against you, he was big, big and ready.

"Lift your hips up for me."

"Like this?"

You stretched out like a cat, offering yourself to him.

He grunted in satisfaction.

A hand slipped between your legs. He drew a vertical line with his fingers, sperating your folds along the way.

"Dom, please." You moaned, your body begging to have him inside you.

He place himself behind you, aligning his cock with your entrance. He then slipped in with ease. You were that ready for him.

"You feel so good." He thrusted into you. Slow at first but the pace increasing rapidly.

Yes. Harder please."

The bed squeaked with his movment, on the verge of breaking the plank. Once again your heart raced with the thrilling sense of free falling. You were back on top of the cliff, ready to plunge to your death. However without the fear. You had no fear, primarily because you weren't diving into the deep alone.

[melanieph321]

Dominik x Black Reader - First Sight Part 6/8

Girlfriend

This story is about the night reader met her boyfriend Dominik and the series of crazy events that led up to the beginning of their love story.

Enjoy!

Your eyes were closed but you could feel him, pressing you against his naked torso, his fingers making soft patterns down your lower back.

"You smell good." He whispered.

You chuckled. "I smell like ten shots of Bacardi."

"Exactly, you smell good."

"Dominik." Your eyes flung open. The first thing that came to you was the silhouette of his face, outlined by the morning sun that slipped through the closed curtains.

"Hey, beautiful."

You smiled. "Hey."

"Sleep well?"

"I have a headache."

"It's probably the ten shots of Bacardi, don't you think?"

You stirrded, groaning in pain.

"Don't worry, I'll pick up something for the pain on our way back to Sami's."

"Right." You stopped stirring, looking up at Dominik that lay resting on his side.

"What?"

You shook your head.

"No. There is something bothering, you tell me."

You shook your head. "No, I don't want to."

"Is it about last night? The fact that we didn't use condoms?" Dominik sat up in bed. "I swear to you Y/N, I have clean bill of health. I get tested like every other month."

"Dominik..."

"And I would never come inside you unless you asked me to, which you didn't, so I didn't. Obviously. And...."

"Dominik." You shut him up by capturing his face between your hands, squishing his puppy dog cheeks. "It's not about last night, last night was perfect." You leaned forward, kissing him. He kissed you back, but was eager to have the next say. "What's bothering you then? I know it's something, please tell me."

You fell back on your elbows.

Dominik's eyes roamed your body, your breasts right in the periphery of his eyes.

"I dunno." You sighed. "I guess I just really don't want this day to end."

"What does it mean, if it ends?" Dominik looked at you, eyebrows furrowed.

"I dunno." You shrugged. "It would be the end of the day I met you."

He looked taken aback for a second, then he smiled. "We can't stay awake forever, you know that right?"

"Is that a challenge?" You smirked.

His arms wrapped around your body, pulling you close as he serenaded your shoulder with kisses. "I would gladly take it, trust me." He said. "I'm more than sure that the day I met you is the best day of my life."

You paused all movment, batting your eyes at each other. The words had been spoken but still felt unspoken somehow. Dominik's next words said it best. "Your with me now Y/N. The day I met you will never end."

It was terrifying, yet promising to be this in love. The two of you left Cassie's apartment, walking hand in hand down the empty street. It was a quiet morning, some people taking their dogs out for a stroll. You watched the day come to life, with houses opening up their windows to let in the fresh air, and children crossing the roads to ask their friends to come out and play. It was all very lovely and peaceful morning to experience with Dominik by your side, squeezing your hand.

"What do you do for a living?" You asked,  curious to know why you hadn't seen him around campus before.

"You really don't know, do you?" He said, a answer which should have come off as arrogant but sound more genuine than anything.

"Should I?" You replied.

"Perhaps not. Perhaps I have to show you."

"Show me?"

Dominik was already dragging you along with him. His head turned right to left before crossing the street towards the nearest park.

"Dominik, what are you..."

"Hey, kids! You're up for a game of football?"

"Nelson look, It's Szoboszlai!"

There were children playing at the park, however all that stopped when the two of you approached. They were squinting their eyes at Dominik, mouths gawking once they had identified him. Somehow they all knew his name.

"Dominik Szoboszlai wants to play with us."

"What's he even doing here?"

"So are you up for a game or not? Me against all of you."

"No way!" The children cheered, running towards the field of grass just down the hill. Dominik had you running after them, and ones a goal was set he told you to take a seat and enjoy.

It was undoubtedly and amusing sight to see, but a grown man single handily taking on ten kids in a football game in the park, was that supposed to impress you somehow?

"So what do you think?" Dominik said, falling back beside you on the grass, breathless from the tremendous win. All of the kids had scattered, eager to show their parents the little pieces of paper they had Dominik sign for them.

"So...you're famous amongst kids?" You nodded.

He chcukled. "Somthing like that."

"Cool." You shrugged.

He looked stunned, unsure if you were serious or not.

"What?" You smiled.... "There's nothing wrong with being a Youtuber with an audience full of children."

"I'm not a Youtuber!" He exclaimed, almost on the verge of rage having to spell it out for you. That's when you broke character and lean forward to kiss him. "I'm just fucking with you."

He pulled back, a frown on his face. "So you know who I am? You've known all along?"

"No. Cassie told me at the party. And your friend was eager to show me videos of you doing some weird celebrations in the locker room."

"Ibou." Dominik sighed. "I'm sorry for my friend, he's very..."

"Funny and famous,  like you."

"Does that bother you?" He asked, his eyes searching your face.

You shrugged. "It did, at least little bit. It's why I didn't want this day to end, this day, where it's just you and me. I take it you're wanted by many people besides me."

"Y/N, I'm...."

"I'm sorry." You apologized. "I know I must sound so delusional wanting you to commit. It's just that, with school and everything I just....I can't have drama in my life right now. And I imagine dating you won't be the easiest thing to do."

He nodded. Not denying anything you just said. "It won't be easy. But it will be worth it."

You snorted. His arrogance was truly unmatched.

"I'm serious Y/N."

The smile on your lips faded. His expression saying it all.

"You're all I've ever wanted. You're kind and fun to be around. Not to mention sexy as hell."

"Stop it." You giggled

"I'm serious, Y/N. I am willing to commit to you in order to prove that you're all I've ever wanted in a girlfriend."

"Oh, Dominik."

He tackled you right there in the grass. Fortunately there was no more children around. Your make-out session turned out to be less than PG-13.

"Now what?" You asked, straightening your skirt as the two of you stood from the ground. Dominik removed a straw of weed from your hair then offered you his hand. "We should tell somebody."

"Tell somebody what?" You frowned.

He looked at you amused. "I dunno, maybe the fact that we are alive and did not get kidnapped and killed during our twelve hour beer run."

"Oh, shit!" You gasped. Realizing that your friends must be so worried about you. Perhaps Tara had already called your mom and told her that you were missing.

"Don't worry." Dominik said, squeezing your hand as he noticed the look of panic on your face. "We'll pick up some beer once I've bought you something for your headache. Then we'll head back to Sami's. Then Trent and I will have to get ready for our training session this afternoon. I'm free again tonight if you want to come over for dinner?"

"You know what." You said, a thoughtful finger to your chin.  "Maybe I have had enough of you today after all."

"What?" Dominik stopped in his tracks.

"I dunno." You shrugged. "I might need some space."

You struggled to contain your smile, to Dominik's relief. "You've got jokes I see."

"Plenty more where that came from baby."

He chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, bringing you in for a kiss.

God you were in love.