#ferran torres and pedri

[mycutelionharry]

He is the happiest in Ferran's arms

[mycutelionharry]

Such a supportive and respectful boyfriend 🥺 He tells him to go faster 'I am already in 100km/h!' says Pedri, but he continues to push him giggling respectfully!!! 😍

FERRAN PLEASE😭

[paucubarsisimp]

being a girl includes staying up till 3AM bc it’s already past your bedtime to read more “x readers” because you know you’re going to miss your alarm anyway.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hello!✨ I'm kind of back to writing, truth is I've been wanting to write some things these past weeks however it's been impossible for me to be able to come up with something, I'm having serious writers block😭it's a bit frustrating because I love writing😭😭😭 but I'll try my best to end all the requests and hopefully fully come back!🫶🏻

This is a kind of small reaction with Barça Boys (Pedri, Gavi, Fermín and Ferran) , let me know what you guys think!✨

Slam Car Door

Pedri:

He jumped in his seat, his eyes wide as he saw you slam the door of his car

"Madre mía" (Dear god) He whispered, you opened the door to his car

"I'm so sorry" You say with your hand covering your mouth "I didn't meant to, I couldn't grab the door properly and the wind knocked it out of my hands"

"No te preocupes, amor. Ten cuidado, ¿Sí?" (Don't worry, love. Be careful, yeah?) You nod smiling

"¿Compro un kilo o dos de plátano?" (Should I buy one or two kilos of bananas?) You ask

"Dos. Uno pa' ti y el otro pa'mi" (Two. One for you and the other for me) You laugh nodding

"Got it" You went to close the door and Pedri once again jumped when you slammed the door. His mouth opened and one of his hands moved in question

"Amor" You could read his lips from the window

"It's the wind! It's the wind!" You hurriedly say opening the door once again

"Be careful, bonita. The door can break and-"

"I know, I know. I'm sorry, I'll be careful" You say blowing him a kiss, closing the door.

"Y/N!" He yells when he sees you slamming the door "¡Preciosa!"

"What?" You ask giggling

"Stop doing that!"

"What am I doing?!"

"When we get home I swear I'll slam the door of our bathroom!"

"Don't you dare, Pedro González!"

Gavi:

"Any other thing you want me to buy?" You ask lifting your head up from the notes on your phone to look at your two years boyfriend

"I think that would be it"

"You sure? I don't want to forget anything"

"You can add the things we might need to do burguers"

"You want to eat burguers?" He nods smiling softly, you smile before writing down the items you'll need for the dinner "And that's it?" You look down at his hand in your thigh and played with his fingers.

"Yes I think that would be it, unless you'd like to add something at last minute"

"Probably I will" He laughs "I'll be going then" You undo the seatbelt "Hopefully in fifteen minutes, I'm back" You lean over to kiss his cheek.

"Take your time, preciosa"

He grabs his bottle of water from the cupholder and drinks from it. Only to get choked up by it when he hears the slam, his pouty face turns into his famous frown, eyes full of confusion.

"Are your parents coming tomorrow, right? Or is it next week? I'll be cooking your mom's favorite, so should I buy the ingredients now or wait until we're on a closer date?"

"They're coming next week" He confirms what you already know

"So, should I buy them later?" He nods

"Yes, tomatoes can get bad really quick so it's better that way" He nods his eyebrows furrowed. He looked so cute, you wanted to laugh.

"Perfecto, gracias" (Perfect, thanks) You close the door once again, before almost leaving you saw his eyes wide open, trying to figure out how to call you out on this. "Also, do you want me to buy the big jar of nuts?" You ask "or maybe the medium"

"Any of them it's fine" He nods "Something's wrong?"

"No, why?"

"It seems like you're mad"

"I'm not, baby. Why do you say that?" He gets quiet for a minute before shaking his head "Nothing" He whispers "Try not close the door so hard, bebé"

You look at the door before letting a small -oh- acting as if you didn't knew what was bothering him "Did I close it too hard?" He nods instantly

"Joder, si" (Fuck yeah)

"Ay, lo siento" (Sush, I'm sorry) You nod "I'll be careful" You say blowing him a kiss, he winks back at you, you smile and stopped for a few seconds before slamming the door shut.

You could only see his eyes wide open and the "Me cago en la-" he let out before you ran away while laughing, soon you heard the sound of the honk of your boyfriend's car and his yell of your name. You made sure to buy his favorite chocolate cake that day.

Fermín:

"Want me to go with you, amor?"

"Don't worry, Fer. You can stay here, I'll be back in a few minutes" You lean over to kiss his cheek twice before he moved his head and crashed his lips into yours

"Be careful" He said before giving you another kiss, you giggle

"I'll re-stock my girly things and be back in a few minutes"

"I know but still" You smile

"Te quiero mucho más" You say "Want me to bring something for you?"

"I'm so in love with you, you're too cute"

"Te quiero"

"A muffin would do"

"Got it" You got out of the car and without looking back you slammed the door, you started walking but the honk of your boyfriend's car interrupted you "What's up?"

"I think the door wasn't closed"

"Oh! Let me do it again" You slammed the door once again, a bit stronger than before "Better?" You asked and he shook his head

"Not yet" You opened it and closed it again "More" You did it once again putting all of your strenght, you winced a bit in this last one

"Now?"

"Nope"

"Fermín!"

"You were the one starting it, mi amor!"

Ferran:

"¡Ostras!" (Fuck!) "Cuidado, un poco mas y se te devuelve la puerta, preciosa" (Careful, a little more and the door will be returned to you, precious)

"I'm so sorry, Fer! I didn't meant to!"

"That you pay for my door insurance, nena"

"Ferran, stop. It wasn't that bad!"

"Que no fue tan mal? Casi me tiras la puerta en la cara!" (It wasn't that bad? You almost threw the door in my face)

"Exagerado" (Exaggerated)

"Not exaggerated, I'm just taking precautions" You roll your eyes

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Torres. I'll go" He nods

"I'll be waiting for you, beautiful" You smile and close the door once again. You looked at Ferran who simply looked at you, you tried your best to hold your laughter

"What?"

"I know what you're doing and you won't get any reaction from me!"

"What do you think I'm doing?!"

"You dislike this car and want me to buy another one, right?"

"That's not-"

"Save it. I'll do it"

"No! If you want a new car you don't have to say I influenced you"

"But you did" He said "My mind's already setting everything up"

"But I didn't! All I was doing was slamming your car door to see your reac-" You cut yourself off and Ferran's eyebrows went up lightly. You fell in his trap.

"¿Estabas tirando la puerta de mi coche?" (Were you slamming my cars door?)

"In my defense... I was trying to see your reaction and I didn't do it that hard!"

"No, ¡Un poco más y la puerta llega a mi cara!" (No, a bit more and the door gets to my face!)

"¡Mentira!" (Liar!)

"Venga, vamos" (C'mon, let's go) "I'll go with you"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[strawberryblue-blog]

Kisses —FC BARCELONA.

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

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

—Pedri Gonzalez.

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

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

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

—Pablo Gavi.

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

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

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

—Ferran Torres.

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

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

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

—Fermin López.

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

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

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

—Alejandro Balde.

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

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

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

—Hector Fort.

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

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

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

—Lamine Yamal.

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

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

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

—Pau Cubarsí.

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

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

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

[universefcb]

↬❥ Big boy

Pau Cubarsí x Fem!Reader

sy: When he gets freaked out by the huge height difference between you.

a/n: I don't like writing dirty things, but writing about this Pau Cubarsí made me crazy! I'm in love with it. And sorry if there are mistakes, English is not my language.

Made for this request.

warnings: Pau Cubarsí is a naughty guy, he's a fiery boyfriend, a boyfriend crazy about the reader.

You took a sip of juice through a straw and watched your boyfriend play ball with some unknown kids on the beach. You smiled as you watched him lift two kittens in his arms, one on each side. You were drawn to the thick veins that appeared on his arm and you bit your lip. Your boyfriend was a big boy.

He continued to play and you watched. Few fans stopped to ask for photos, the beach was practically deserted and you thanked him mentally. You saw your boyfriend approaching after finishing the game with the children. Those who were now with their respective parents.

“You’re so thoughtful. We’re still too young to have a baby,” he joked, lying down next to her on the lounger.

“I was just looking at how handsome my boyfriend is.” Her hands held his biceps, pressing her chest against his. Only to seal her lips on his in a quick kiss.

“I feel embarrassed like this,” he chuckled softly, trailing kisses from her cheek to her neck.

His kisses on your neck were wet, and he sucked on your skin, and you already knew that a huge mark would be born.

“Pau…” you gasped, closing your eyes and squeezing his arms in your hand. “We’re in public..!

He chuckled against your neck, pulling away. Your eyes met and you reveled in the sight of that bright green staring back at you.

“I’m just going to take a dip and then we can leave.” He said, and got up, running towards the sea, throwing himself in.

You laughed, picking up your magazine and flipping through it again. You hadn't gone into the sea because of a small injury on your leg, so you chose to sit there. After a few minutes he came back.

You handed him the towel, and he dried his hair and torso afterwards. He helped you carry your things to put in the car. The sunset was beautiful, and Bife decided to take a picture of this wonderful landscape.

“I stayed still.” Cubarsí asked, taking his cell phone out of his pocket and taking pictures from different angles. “Hot..”

You smiled embarrassedly. Pau always praised you with these comments, or teased you with silly hands at inappropriate times. The boy only had an innocent face, but in reality he was a huge rascal.

You got into the car, and he drove calmly. You would never get used to the idea that Pau was now driving and had his own car.

As soon as he parked in front of your house, he looked at you with big eyes, like a begging puppy.

“Sleep at my house, it’s been a while since I’ve had you in my arms” your voice came out tearful and you laughed, circling his face with your hands, to get closer and brush the tip of his nose with yours.

“You have a game tomorrow morning, and if I sleep over at your house it will only be a nuisance.” He sighed, knowing it was true. “You need to play well so I can tell everyone what a hard-working and great player my boy is!

He smiled, bringing his face closer to hers. Lightly biting her lower lip. He held her hand, but seconds later he looked at her.

“What’s wrong?” you looked at your joined hands, and then laughed, already knowing why he was reacting. “You’re huge!

You saw him smile sideways “Not in that sense, idiot” you nudged him with your free hand, feeling shy due to the boy’s impure thoughts.

“You’re so tiny! My baby, my little baby.” He opened his hands, placing his palm over hers. “Wow!

His hands were much bigger than yours, the boy was very tall, at six feet and eighty-five. And you were almost a foot shorter than him. But it was no reason to complain, it was a reason to be proud just knowing that you have a huge boyfriend, who can carry you in his arms when you are sick or hold you like a baby when you are needy, you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

“You’re a huge boy!” You laughed, looking at him. He came closer again, starting to place kisses on your mouth, which were all returned. His huge hands were around you, holding you tightly. “Pau…”

You tried to speak, but he kissed you as if you were going to run away, and you really were.

“No..!” He mumbled, trailing kisses down her neck. “I miss you, I miss having you in my bed, or finding your clothes in my room. Please, just sleep tonight, I promise to play well tomorrow!”

You laughed at the boy's insistence. You sighed, caressing his puffy cheek.

“Okay, I'll just tell my parents and get some clothes.” She was going to get out of the car, but Pau stopped her.

“Wear one of my blouses”

“If I wear one of your shirts, we won’t sleep at night,” she blew kisses before getting out of the car, leaving Cubarsí completely speechless – or maybe with something else –

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[spidybaby]

Jealous Mind

Summary: Pedri gets jealous when he overhears someone saying his best friend likes you.

Warnings: cursing, suggestive content.

A/N: a little angsty and a little something for you 🤍

"Joder, you're spraying yourself with the whole bottle of perfume." Ferran says, waving his hand in front of his face.

Pedri chuckles, lifting the bottle and spraying Ferran several times. Ferran tries to fight by grabbing Pedri's wrist and taking the bottle.

"Venga, stop that." Pedri says, slapping Ferran's hand away. "Let's get out of here." He says, grabbing his stuff.

Ferran imitates Pedri, grabbing his toiletry bag. He walks happy behind his friend. Ferran was talking about this new fifa record he got.

"I'll pick Y/n, and then I'll drive you home." Pedri says, smiling at his phone. "I'm talking her out tonight."

Ferran smiles. "Someone's in love." Ferran yells, hitting Pedri's arm.

"Stop!" Pedri laughs. "We are going to crash."

The conversation went from Ferran teasing Pedri to how excited Ferran was about playing fifa and getting to beat someone's record.

Pedri was talking about this new project he has with Springfield and that he has an interview on this famous TV show in Spain.

"Hey, please text Y/n that I'm almost there." Pedri says, passing the phone to Ferran.

Ferran, of course, can not be trusted and start sending silly texts to you. Reading out loud as he writes them, making Pedri laugh.

You were waiting outside for him, and when he parked in front of you, Ferran opened the door of the passenger seat and told you to hoop up.

"You guys are dropping me off in a little bit, so it makes sense to switch now." He says, closing the passenger door and entering the car again.

"Hola, Pepi." You say, giving your boyfriend a kiss.

"Can I have a kiss too?" Ferran asks, head between the seats. His lips in a scrunched in a duck mode.

Pedri laughs, giving Ferran a hit on the head. "Sientate bien." He says, moving his attention to you, giving you another kiss. "Let's go." He says, hands again on the wheel.

You turn to Ferran, "How are you, Ferran?"

"Very good now that you are here with us, preciosa." He says, placing a hand on your shoulder.

You and Ferran have a very good relationship. He loves making jokes with you, he loves giving you advice and he loves your boyfriend, so it's the perfect friendship.

Ferran and you make conversation, Pedri answer here and there to some things you are asking to Ferran.

"We are here, tiburón" Pedri says, parking in front of Ferran's home. "I'll pick you up to get to training tomorrow."

"Adiós, ferran." You say, smiling at him.

"Adiós, platanito." He high five Pedri. "Adiós, guapa." He says, winking at you.

You waved at him as Pedri started the car. You moved your face from the window to your boyfriend.

"How are you, amor?" You ask him, taking the hand he has on the gear lever. "I missed you."

He intertwine his hand on yours, lifting it up to give it a kiss. "I missed you too. Tomorrow the training is in the evening, and that means we can spend all night together."

You smile at that, happy that you can spend time with him. You were busy with your college studies.

"I asked Fer to make us that dessert you like, and we are going to have a movie marathon."

You hug his arm carefully, happy to spend time with him. "I can't wait, Pepi."

"C'mon, guys!" Flick yells. "We are done for the day. I'll see you tomorrow."

Ferran pushed Pedri to the side as he walked into the dressing room. He turns his head back to see pedri giving him the middle finger.

The social media girl was taking a video of them for a reel. "Pidele a Ferran que envie besos." Pedri asks. (Ask Ferran to send kisses)

"Calla' hombre or I'll send your girlfriend some kisses." He says, laughing.

Pedri gave him a hit on the head. "Vete a bañar, que estas apestando." He laughs.

Pedri goes straight to the showers, leaving all the dirt and grass away. He jokes around with other players and talks with them about the game that's about to happen tomorrow.

He changes between conversations with Lamine, with Pau, with Hector. He loves those kids and loves spending time with them.

"Are you ready?" Pedri asks Ferran.

"Give me two minutes." Ferran says, still changing.

"Meet me in my car." He says, grabbing his things and walking to his car.

When he's there. He pulls the window down a little bit. Going on his phone while he waits. He hears the voice of Hector and Marc, he thought of scaring them since the car that they were using was next to his.

"No, but Ferran was right. That girl is a fucking show to the eyes." Marc says.

"Fuck, when he showed us her picture I felt I was dreaming." Hector laughs. "What he said was her name?"

"Y/n, or something." Marc says. "Fuck, to be able to follow her."

Pedri lift an eyebrow. What are they talking about?

"Bro code, Marc."

"I mean, ughh," Marc groans. "Have you seen her? She's fucking gorgeous, if I had a hall pass I would spend it on her."

Pedri was confused and offended at the same time. Why were they even talking about his girlfriend like that?

"Metete en la fila, because Ferran already said he would be the first if he has a chance." (Get in line)

"Con ese culo, I would try to skip everybody." (With that ass)

They both laugh, entering the car and going their way. Pedri feels a fury inside, he doesn't know what to do.

The passenger door opens, and a very happy Ferran joins him inside the car. Pedri breathes deeply. He's trying to calm himself.

"You okay, platanito?"

Pedri turns to him. He can't believe Ferran would be capable of talking like that about you. Not him. Not his best friend.

"Qué-" He tries to ask. "Qué te hizo tardar?" He asks, trying to act normal. (What took you so long)

"Oh, nothing." He brushed the question. "Just talking with the kiddos."

"Oh." Pedri says. "What were you talking about?"

He starts the car. Trying to act like nothing happened. He's gripping the wheel strongly.

"Just showing them some pictures I had."

The grip grows. He's trying everything not to flip. Maybe they got confused, maybe it's other girl with the same name.

Was your name that common? Maybe it was just a coincidence, maybe he didn't say those things to the boys.

"Are we picking Y/n again?" Ferran asks after a moment of silence.

"No!" He quickly says. "She's doing some projects and can't really go out."

"Oh no, say hi to her for me."

Pedri was lost the rest of the drive to Ferran's home. He was trying to order his mind. Why would Ferran say something about his girlfriend?

Especially something like that.

"Thank you for being my ride." Ferran says, hugging Pedri. "I'm getting the car tomorrow so I won't bother you."

"You don't bother." Pedri says. "See you tomorrow."

Ferran waves goodbye as he drives away. Pedri wants to go see you, even when he doesn't plan it nor knows if you are home.

He calls you when he gets to a red light. Trying to clear his mind from what he heard. The phone rings twice before you pick up the call.

"Hola, mi amor." You answer.

"Hola." He says, sighing.

"Are you okay?" You are surprised by his monotone voice. "Did something happen?"

He keeps his mouth shut for a few seconds, worrying you that something might be wrong.

"No, I just want to see you." He finally says. "Can I?"

"You don't have to ask." You chuckle. "Want me to drive to your place? I know you have a game tomorrow, and you have to rest."

"Don't worry, I'm close to your place. See you in a little bit."

He tries to understand what happened, but he can't understand or wrap his head around it. Why would Ferran say that?

He drives to your place, passing by a drive thru and getting food for the two of you. He's supposed to go home and to rest for the game, but he can't.

He walks over to the elevator, going up to the floor your apartment is in. He doesn't get why he feels nervous. Why is he the embarrassed one? Why is he the one with the guilt feeling?

"Hola, mi guapo," you say, opening the door and hugging him. "What you got in there?" You ask, separating from the hug.

"Your favorite food and some dessert for us to see a movie." He walks with you inside the apartment.

He closes the door, passing an arm around your waist. He goes straight for a kiss. Seeing you makes him feel happy.

You set up the things while he picks a movie for you to see. He helps you move the food from the kitchen to the coffee table in front of your couch.

He picked a creed movie, one of his favorites. You two make small talk as you eat and watch the movie.

He notices that you are on your phone, smiling at something and texting someone. "Attention much?" He jokes with you.

"Sorry, I'm watching a tik tok ferran send me." You say, chuckling at something.

He frowns, not wanting to think about what he overheard. He moves his arm behind you, grabbing your phone and kissing your lips.

"You look so pretty." He smiles, giving you another peck. "Did I tell you that?"

You smile, caressing his cheeks with your thumbs. "Only like a thousand times." You laugh.

He humms. Smiling and resting his head into your chest. "Love you."

You hear three knocks on your door. You put the cup on the table and walk to the door. Finding your boyfriend there.

"Hola, camarón sin cola." You say, happy to see him. "Didn't know you were coming, baby."

You move to the side for him to get inside. He walks happy to your living room, stopping when he sees Ferran sitting on your couch.

"Ferran is helping me with a project." You say, walking back to your seat next to Ferran. "He's such a helpful study buddy." You hug Ferran's side.

Pedri feels his eye twitching. "What's the project about?" He asks, seating in front of you two.

"She's writing about Valencia." Ferran says. "And I'm helping her with some information my mom sent me."

You lift the papers, showing pedri that you were writing about it. "I was going to write about Tenerife, but your parents were busy, and I didn't want to seem pushy about it." You pout.

He smiles. "It's okay." He says, getting up and giving you a kiss. "I'm happy that Ferran helped you."

You nod, squishing Ferran cheek. "He's a good friend." You smile at Pedri.

Pedri was on his phone while Ferran was showing and giving you all the information. Pedri couldn't help but notice how Ferran was a little closer than he should.

He didn't make a scene. He didn't want to seem exaggerated. He feels bad for doing that, he can't help but think that maybe he heard wrong.

You two work for another hour or so. Pedri was like an eagle. He doesn't leave out every breath, every movement, and every look Ferran does.

"Bueno." Ferran says, getting up. "It was a nice experience, happy to be helpful." He says, stretching.

"Thank you, Ferran." You say, giving him a hug. "If I get a good grade, I'll invite you to lunch." You say, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I promise."

Pedri sighs, trying not to act weird about something he never found weird. "Adiós, tiburón." He says, giving him a hand shake.

He waits until Ferran exits your house. He then bugs you from the back, giving you neck a kiss. "I missed you." He says.

You giggle at the feeling of his stubble. "You've been here this whole time, Pedri."

He pouts, resting his head on your shoulder. "But you were busy with Ferran." He says in this annoyed tone.

You turn, facing him. "I'm all yours." You say, grabbing his face and smashing your lips onto his.

You feel his hands moving from your waist to your ass, lifting you but not breaking the kiss. He walks over to your room.

The kiss breaks only when he leaves you on the bed. He admires you, looking at your face. With one finger, he traces your jaw and lips.

"Eres mia." He says, more to himself than to you.

"Soy tuya, Pedri." You place your hand on the back of his neck. Bringing you closer and kissing his lips.

You finish with your makeup, adding some lip oil to your lips. "Pedri, I'm leaving." You say, closing your bedroom door.

He was watching something on your TV. Playing potato. He lifts his head to look at you. "Where are you going?" He pouts. "I thought we were ordering food."

You walk over to him, combing his hair with your fingers. "I can't, Ferran and I are having dinner, and then I'll go with my friends to the club." You smile.

"With Ferran?" He asks, sitting up from his place. "Why are you going out with him?" He asks, mad face.

You don't understand his reaction, "yes, I got an amazing grade in the paperwork." You smile, not understanding the problem. "So I promised him to take him out to eat."

"And you are going out wearing that?"

You take a look at your outfit, you are wearing a jeans mini skirt with a white tank top (the outfit) nothing you would call crazy or out of place.

"I always dress up like these when I go out." You say, obvious tone. "Why does that even matter?"

He stands up. "I'm coming with you." He says, grabbing his jacket.

You shake your head. "No, you are not." Grabbing him by the shoulders and seating him. "I'm going out with Ferran, not an unknown person. And then I'll go out with my friends."

You walk to your wood rack, grabbing your purse and keys. You were about to leave, but you feel Pedri's arm bringing you back to the couch.

"Pedri!" You whine. "What is wrong with you?" You ask, getting mad.

"I just don't think you should go out dressed like that." He says, standing in front of you.

"Joder, pero que no te estoy preguntando, Chaval!" You say, mad about the acting he's putting. (Fuck, I'm not asking you if I can)

"It's cold, you might get sick." He says, trying to excuse the real reason.

"Talk to me!" You say, grabbing his hand.

"Está frío, look at the weather app." He repeats.

You shake your head no, trying to understand his reasonings. You then think of a way of getting out of there since he didn't want to talk.

You nod, pretending to understand him. "Fine, can you bring me my jacket?" You say, smiling. "It's on the closet, left door. Then we can go."

He nods happy, walking over to your room. As soon as you notice that he enters your room. You grab your purse again and walk out the door. Locking it on your way out.

He had a key, so it didn't matter. That was just giving you time to go down to your car. You enter happy, noticing that he tries to call you, but you send him to voice mail.

You drive to the restaurant, phone ringing with the calls from Pedri. You park and grab your phone, answering his call. "Hola." You say, happy tone.

"Why did you leave me?" He asks, mad. "I told you I was going with you."

"And I told you no." You say, getting out of your car. "See you when I get back, love you." You make a kiss sound and hang up the call.

You walk into the restaurant, telling the girl at the front Ferran's last name. You see him on his phone.

"Can I sit, Mister Torres?" You ask, smiling.

"Hola, guapa." He says, getting up and hugging you. "Sit, sit."

He helps you with the chair. You order a drink and your food because you were a little late.

"How's Aida?" He asks, moving his eyebrows up and down. "I was talking to her before coming here. She told me you guys were having a girls' night."

"We do." You say, playful smile on your face. "She told me that you guys have been talking a lot."

Ferran blushes. "Don't give me that look." He says, covering his face. "I'm shy."

"You didn't sound shy last time we got out and slept at her house." You laugh, remembering what happened.

"I can play that game, too." He says, moving his eyebrows up and down. "Don't forget that time. I had a very bad sleep because someone doesn't know how to control the volume."

It's your turn to blush. "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Sure, sure." He laughs at your blushed state. "Pedri remembers." He smirks, drinking his beer.

You frown. "Talking about Pedri."

"What, a new adventure you want to tell me about?"

You think if you should really tell him about what happened, but you want to know what might be triggering for him.

You tell Ferran about the incident and how he never asked you to change or to cover yourself before. You ask him if maybe he changed his attitude during training.

"He's been kind of away from me, I wanted to ask you about it." He says, thinking about the whole situation. "I thought you knew about it."

You nod, not really knowing anything of what was happening. You shake your head, moving to another topic.

Ferran and you talk about different things. One of them and the largest was about him asking you for advice on him and your friend.

"I really like her." He says, walking with you to your car. "I just hope I don't fuck things up."

"You won't." You smile, grabbing his hands and giving them a squish. "Hey, Pedri is at my place. If you have time maybe come with me so we can talk."

He nods, telling you that he will follow you on his car. You thank him, driving to your place.

On the way there, you called Pedri, who was still mad at you for leaving him there. You tell him that you will be there in a few minutes.

When you got there, Ferran and you were talking about something Aida sent him. You sent her a picture of the two of you from his phone.

Telling her that you will free him as soon as possible. You also apologize to her for not coming to your girls' night.

"Pepi" You call as you enter your home. "Pedri!"

You ask Ferran to wait for you. You walk over to your room, finding him watching a movie, mad expression on his face.

"Amor, don't be mad." You smile a little. Walking over to him and hugging him.

You feel his arms hugging you back, his warm lips kissing your head. "I'm not mad." He says. "Why are you here so early?"

"I wanted to come home to you." You kiss the top of his nose. "And I have someone who wants to see you."

He frowns, "Who?"

You separate, pulling him out of bed and out off the room. "I know I didn't give you a heads up, but we are worried about you." You say, walking to the kitchen.

"Hola, platanito." Ferran greet him.

Pedri sighs, getting mad at him for showing up at your house. "Why is he here?" He asks.

Your turn to him, astonished by his question. "Pedri, Ferran wants to see if you are okay."

"Amigo, I'm sorry if I've been so distant. I don't know what is going on, but I'm here for you." He smiles.

"I'm good, you can leave." Pedri says, turning his back and trying to walk back to your room.

You stop him, grabbing his t-shirt. "Pedro, stop acting like this. Talk to us." You say, stern tone.

Pedri combs his hair, trying to keep his cool and not snap at his friend. He just shakes his head no.

He walks over to the couch. Ferran and you follow him. You sit next to him, he has his head on his hands.

"Pedri, please talk to us." You begg him.

He lifts his head, looking mad at Ferran. "Want to know the problem?" He asks Ferran.

"Joder, que si!" Ferran says.

"Tú eres el problema."

Ferran and you look at each other. Confused look on your faces. "Pedri, what are you talking about?" You ask him.

"Este imbecil." Pedri says, bitter tone. "Le dijo a Hector y Marc que si estabas buenisima, que si tuviera una oportunidad contigo la aprovechaba." He says to you, pointing at Ferran. (This asshole told Hector and Marc that you were so hot and that if he had a chance with you, he would take it)

You turn your face to Ferran, surprised expression. "Ferran, what the fuck!" You say.

Ferran lifts his hands. "I didn't say that."

Pedri scuffs. "I heard them. They even mentioned that you showed them a picture of her and that they want to follow her just to look at her." He shouts, mad.

Ferran thinks of what happened that day. "I never talked about your girlfriend." He says, chuckling. "I was talking about her friend."

Pedri blinks, confused.

"Qué amiga?" He asks (what friend?)

Ferran takes his phone out, opens Instagram, and searches for your friend's Instagram profile. "See, even the mother fucker of Hector gave her a like on the picture I show them." He says.

"Then why did they say her name was Y/n?" Pedri asks, mad low tone.

Ferran laughs. "Because I told them her name was Y/n because I didn't want them to find her."

You then turn to him. "Is that why Hector followed me?" You ask.

"Hector, what?" Pedri asks

"I would never betray you, hermano." Ferra says, getting closer to him. "I promise."

Pedri softens his expression. "No me estas mintiendo, tiburón?" He asks, pouting. (You are not lying to me, right?)

Ferran then hits him on the head. "I would never look at your girlfriend in any sexual way. She's my friend and so are you."

Ferran throws his arms around Pedri, making Pedri lose the pout. "Enough, I'm still mad." Pedri says, getting off the hug but passing his arm around your waits. "I'm sorry, I was dumb. Sorry to you, hermosa. And to you too, Tiburon."

You understood the situation, hugging him. "Next time, please talk to us about any doubt you ever get." You say.

Pedri nods, kissing your cheek.

"Quieres quedarte, Ferran? It's late." You ask him.

He shakes his head. "No, thank you. I want to be able to sleep." He laughs, refering to the talk you two have over dinner.

You grab a pillow from the couch and throw it at him. "Go away, Torres." You say. Turning to see Pedri, who's laughing. "And you, quit it, or you'll sleep on the couch." You smile a little.

🏷: @gadriezmannsgirl 💛

[ikram1909]

Does Cubarsi know Gavi is older than him? 😭😭

[cherrynflowergarden]

hii! could you do hector fort bf head canons please? 😇

bf héctor headcanons || héctor fort

an; tysm for the request i hope you're happy w it:) i wrote this during my college hours hehe WE'RE LIKE 4 PPL AWAY FROM 500 OMG ILYSM the arda güler works i was writing hehe yeah i dislike them im gonna turn one into smau and let's see what i do w the other one im going to write for logan and carlos next 😠🎀

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bf!héctor who despite looking so imitating is the sweetest boyfriend ever.

bf!héctor who calls you mi vida because you are his life.

bf!héctor who smiles so wide around you.

bf!héctor who acts nonchalant but not second someone mentions you all that act is down the drain.

bf!héctor who knows the sidewalk rule. he always walks on the side near the road. subconsciously, he does this with his friends too, since he's so used to it.

bf!héctor who finally gives in to your pleas and does tiktok challenges with you.

bf!héctor who loves being your passanger princess.

bf!héctor who lets you tie a bow around his bicep.

bf!héctor who loves gossiping with you.

bf!héctor who will attack you with kisses randomly.

bf!héctor who is the ultimate scary dog privilege. one wrong look at his girl and he's scaring the daylights of the person with his glare.

bf!héctor who is a cuddler. he needs your cuddles all the time.

bf!héctor who sends random pictures with the caption "this reminded me of you:)" to you almost everytime he's out.

bf!héctor who loves going for grocery shopping with you. something about it feels so domestic.

bf!héctor who tries to make breakfast in bed for you but ultimately fails. the loud clinking of the utensils definitely woke you up.

bf!héctor who talks to his mom about you.

bf!héctor who 'hates' when his mom tells you about his embarrassing moments and shows you his baby pictures. (no he doesn't he loves that his mother loves you enough to share all these with you)

bf!héctor who lets you colour his tattoos.

bf!héctor who gets matching tattoos with you. (if you don't want tattoos then he gets one dedicated to you.)

bf!héctor who loves when you steal his clothes.

bf!héctor who gets all shy when you call him by a pet name. (he was super shy and blushy the first time you called him a pet name)

bf!héctor who wears your scrunchie as a bracelet. he does this to one, let everyone know he's happily taken and two, for the time when you need tie your hair.

bf!héctor who needs your attention 24/7.

bf!héctor who playfully bites your nose.

bf!héctor who will flex his muscles randomly to get a reaction out of you.

bf!héctor who pretends to hate it when his friends tease him with your name.

bf!héctor who loves when you give him back and head scratches. no one but you is allowed to touch his hair.

bf!héctor who carries you on his back when you're tired.

bf!héctor who gets everything in your wishlist. he loves to spoil you.

bf!héctor who appreciates thoughtful and handmade gifts. he loves when you gift him a handmade bouquet. since he doesn't have much free time, he prefers to gift you small easy crafts.

bf!héctor who parades around with your lip stain on his cheek.

bf!héctor who loves neck kisses.

[p8driesta]

cupra drive test - barça edition 😭

[mycutelionharry]

I just know he DESTROYS him 😳😏😏

[pedripics]

on today’s list of side quests: catching a rabbit 🐰

[paucubarsisimp]

flustered

pairing: pedri x reader

summary: in which you prank your boyfriend by kissing him hard.

warnings: none

tagged: @barcapix, @universefcb, @nngkay, lmk if you want to be added to the taglist!

it was a quiet afternoon, and you were lounging on the couch, enjoying some downtime. the house was peaceful, except for the muffled sounds of laughter coming from the living room. pedri, ferran, and pablo had just finished their training and were hanging out, talking about who knows what. you could hear their lighthearted chatter as you scrolled through your phone, but you weren’t exactly in the mood to join them. you were enjoying your own space.

but then, a playful idea popped into your head. a prank. you hadn’t done one in a while, and it had been a minute since you’d pulled something on pedri. he was always so calm and collected, and you knew he’d be the perfect target for a little surprise. something to mess with him, just enough to make him flustered.

a mischievous grin spread across your face as you stood up, excitement bubbling in your chest. it was the perfect time.

you crept toward the living room, making sure to stay out of sight. ferran and pablo were in the middle of some animated conversation, laughing loudly. pedri, as usual, was quietly listening, a slight smile on his face as he nodded along to whatever ferran was saying.

you crept closer, moving in silently. your heart raced as you got closer to him. this was going to be good.

without warning, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his. it wasn’t just a casual kiss. you made sure it was intense, a little bold—enough to completely catch him off guard. pedri’s body went rigid as he froze, obviously not expecting it. his eyes widened, and for a brief second, you thought he might pull away, but then his lips moved against yours, just for a moment. you could feel him respond—tentative at first, but then he kissed you back.

when you finally pulled away, you saw his face go blank for a second before his expression shifted. his eyes were wide, his cheeks flushed a bright red, and his mouth dropped open slightly as he stared at you in disbelief. you grinned, keeping a straight face as you stood up and casually turned to walk away.

“see you later, amor,” you said, your voice light as you headed back toward your room.

behind you, the sound of ferran and pablo cracking up filled the room. pedri, still frozen in place, blinked a few times, processing what had just happened. his gaze flickered from where you had been to the other two, still speechless.

pablo was the first to speak up, his voice dripping with teasing warmth. “tío, you good?” he chuckled, nudging pedri in the arm. “you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

ferran joined in, a grin stretching across his face. “hermano, you definitely weren’t ready for that.”

pedri blinked, his cheeks still burning as he sat there, trying to put together what had just happened. “i—uh—i don’t know what just happened…” he muttered, still trying to process the surprise. “she just… kissed me, and then left?”

pablo smirked, leaning back in his seat. “yeah, man, she definitely got you. you looked like you were in shock.”

ferran nodded, chuckling. “you just froze up. no reaction at all. she had you completely stunned.”

pedri ran a hand through his hair, still unsure of what to say. “i didn’t even see it coming. one second she’s there, and then… bam.”

pablo laughed lightly. “well, that’s what happens when you’re not paying attention. you’ve got to be ready for anything with her.”

ferran gave him an understanding smile. “don’t worry, hermano. i think we’ve all been caught off guard by her before.”

pedri finally relaxed a little, still feeling the warmth of the moment in his chest. “i’ll be ready next time,” he said, but he didn’t sound entirely convinced. in fact, a small smile tugged at his lips as he sat back, his face still a little flushed from the surprise.

“you better be,” pablo said, with a teasing grin.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

While I was watching some couple trends/videos, the trend "She has Mom Hands" keep on pulling up so I thought about writing a little something based on that, hope you guys like it, let me know in the comments what you think!✨

Also, I'm extremely sick😭 but hey, I got the free time to write something!

Warnings: mentions of Latina!reader

Mom Hands

Pedri:

"Is the chicken done, amor?" You ask finishing cutting the avocado

"Yes, mamá dijo que lo cortará ella" (Mom said she'll chop it)

"Not happening, guapo" You inmediately said "This is something for me to show you and your family something about my country. I'll not have your mom, dad or brother to help me out with anything; I can do it"

"You don't have to do it"

"But I want to. Your mom wants to try something traditional from my country and I'll do it, gladly. She has already taught me so much about Las Islas Canarias, that I kinda feel bad because I don't do my country's dishes for you guys"

"They really don't care about it"

"But I do"

"But you shouldn't, hija" Rosy's voice came from behind the two of you "Let me help you"

"Rosy" You whine a little "I really want you guys to enjoy everything"

"I'll enjoy it a lot more if I can help you with a little something"

"Don't do anything and sit pretty, please?" You shyly ask

"Everything but that"

"Fine" You drag out the 'e' "Only with the chicken! But can you put it in the blender? And that's it" She smiled nodding

"I can do that" You smile softly going back to cutting some dressings for the filling when you feel a kiss on your neck and some arms wrap around your middle

"Mi chica terca" (My stubborn girl)

"Calla" (Shut up) You said smiling as he giggled

"Venga Pedri, deja a mi niña tranquila, que haga su trabajo. Esto se ve riquisimo y tengo mucha hambre" (C'mon Pedri, leave my little girl alone, let her do her job. This looks delicious and I'm very hungry)

"Vale, vale" Pedri nodded going to stand besides you "Want me to help you with something?"

"Can you flip the arepas, please?" He nods leaving you and Rosy in the counter while he stood in front of the stove

"They're stuck"

"¡Ay no! Try to peel them off without breaking them"

"Voy, hijo. Que las vas a dañar" (You'll break them)

A few seconds passed and the kitchen fell silent

"Did you do it, Rosy?"

"I'm trying, cariño. But they're stuck"

"No no, coño e' la madre. Voy" (No no, fuck. Coming) You quickly forgot about the filling and washed your hands going over to both González.

You see Rosy handing you the spatula but you don't mind it, with your hand you grab the beggining of an arepa and carefully lifted it off the pan, not caring how hot the pan was but making sure it didn't break. Once you finally lifted it, you flipped it over and did the same with the other four arepas.

"Esto está es listoo" (Done) You smile before going back to the filling

"Hey, I've never seen you do that, preciosa"

"Do what?"

"¿Como carajos has hecho eso?" (How the hell did you do that?)

"What?"

"Pues eso! You flipped an arepa over with your hand! The pan was so hot and you didn't even flinched!" You just looked at him not knowing what to say

"That's called Mom Hands, hijo" Rosy looked at you smiling "I've already told you this but you better not let this girl go. She's a keeper" She side hugs you, kissing your cheek as you blush

"I know she is" He whispers, giving you a kiss "That's why I'm never letting her go"

Gavi:

"Preciosa, the bread is done"

"Perfect! I already have everything cut, the sauce's are done as well. The only thing what's left are the sausages, are they done?" You asked your 10 months boyfriend, you see how he looks over the boiling pan

"I think so"

"Did you opened them in half so they can be cooked better?"

Pablo, falls silent and looks again to the pan "...No"

"Amor! Te pedí que lo hicieras desde el inicio!" (I asked you to do it from the beggining!)

"Perdona, que también me dijiste que hiciera el zumo de limón y se me olvidó lo de los chorizos" (Sorry, you also told me to make the lemon juice and I forgot about the chorizos)

"They still need to cook a little" You pull one out with a fork "I'll open them"

You pulled out the chorizos with the fork and once you let the water drain out of them, you grabbed them with your hand and put them on the chopping board at the same time you grabbed a knife and sliced them in half.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"What, what, what?"

"It's hot! You're going burn yourself!"

"They're not hot"

"The sausages were in boiling water, of course they're hot and of course you'll get burned!"

"I'm ok, baby" You kiss his cheek as he watches you take out the boiling water and put another pan to fry the sausages "It's not a big deal, I've cooked for a while"

"I know you've and I've seen your mom and grandma do the same, I know this is how you cook but that doesn't mean I'll love watching you put your hand on top of boiling water or in hot oil"

"Eh, que conozco mis límites" (Hey, I know my limits) He laughs

"Don't do it again"

"I'll try not doing that again in front of you" You say leaning to kiss his lips "Do you think it's hot enough?" You ask pulling your hand on top of the pan

You laugh watching his eyes wide open in horror "Y/N, no! Dijiste que no lo harías!" (You said you wouldn't do it!)

Fermín:

"Fermín!" You called for your boyfriend, you waited a few seconds to see him pulling up to the kitchen "Where are the height sticks?"

"In the top left drawer, maybe?"

"Can you please hand me some? Está tortilla me está haciendo la vida imposible" (This tortilla it's making my life impossible) You said both hands occupied

"Why?"

"Es que esta parte de la tortilla se devuelve para este lado, con los palitos de altura se mantiene y como todavía les falta cocción, pues espero que se mantenga y no se rompa" (It is that this part of the tortilla is returned to this side, with the height sticks is maintained and as they still lack cooking, I hope it keeps and does not break.)

Fermín nods, giving you some, you were so into what you were doing that you didn't realized that you were touching the hot pan with your bare hands.

"Bebé, be careful"

"Huh?" You looked him to see a small frown on his gorgeous face

"You just flipped the tortilla with your hands and a few seconds ago you were touching the pan"

You look at your hands "Sisi, no te preocupes, mi vida. No sentí nada la verdad" (Yeah, yeah, don't worry, dear. I didn't feel anything if I'm honest)

"Ya, sé que puedes, que tienes manos de mamá resistentes a cosas de cocina y todo, pero ten cuidado; si?" (Yes, I know you can, that you have mom hands resistant to kitchen stuff and all that, but be careful, yeah?) I don't want you to hurt yourself." He Kissed your cheek lovingly

"I won't"

"Good, you need help?"

Ferran:

"¡Que me quemó, joder!" (That burns, fuck!)

"I told you to be careful, Ferran!"

"¿Cómo tú si puedes hacerlo como si nada? ¿Y yo que lo intento y soy cuidadoso, me quemo?" (How can you do it just like that? And me, who tries and is careful, burns myself?)

"¡Pues que lo he estado haciendo desde hace mucho!" (Well, I've been doing it for a long time!)

"¡Pero que tú colocas tu mano dentro del aceite caliente!" (But you put your hand in the hot oil!)

"Tampoco así, Ferran" (It's not like that either, Ferran)

"¡No te falta mucho para hacerlo!" (You're not far from doing it!)

"Fer" You sighed softly "Let me see"

"Ice will solve this, don't worry" He said letting you see his arm, it had a small red spot in it

"Yes, it will. I'm sorry, love"

"Don't worry, preciosa" He kissed your hair "Let's keep cooking, I won't stop until I have a taco made by myself in my hands"

"Don't get too excited, okay?" You pushed him out of the way with your hips, your hands working on the food "I don't want Pedri or your coach to get mad at me because you went to practice all burned"

"You need to teach me how to do that, nena. I want to try it" You smiled nodding

"Another time tho. Don't want to risk any other injury"

"Nah, if you want to worry, then worry about my starting with Flick, I can handle Pedri"

"My gosh" You murmur shaking your head "I love your guys friendship but sometimes I feel like I'm third wheeling with the two of you"

"Jealous much?"

"Of Pedri? Buah!" You shake your head "You love me and Pedri loves bald people" You stuck your tongue out jokingly before laughing at Ferran's face, he soon joins laughing with you

"Bueno, es la verdad" (Well, that's true)

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @spidybaby-mainblog @cececarmona17

[strawberryblue-blog]

oral sex headcanons for the barça boys just like you did with morning sex, please? thanks<3

ORAL S3X

—FC BARCELONA.

summary: request. (oral and masturbation)

warnings: YES. +18. smut, headcanon, oral f receiving, fingering, etc.

words count:

#SEXYNOTE: I will only write smut from those who are Spanish legal age (18). I will not use images, you can imagine 🫦

Pedri González.

Romantic and fiery.

Very confident in what he does, totally determined to make you feel good. Will start slow, too slow. He likes foreplay, he thinks it is more intimate. He is determined but doesn't know if you want it, so he will wait for you to agree.

When you do, he will kiss every corner of your body until he reaches your intimacy. With gentle touches, he will start to make you feel so good.

He will combine his mouth and fingers, to increase the pleasure and show you that what matters is you. He will really make sure you have two or three orgasms just using his mouth, because he wants you to become addicted to him and enjoy it as much as he does.

Pablo Gavi.

Naughty and fun.

Although he would have loved to use his mouth, he would prefer his fingers for now. He is quite dirty and desperate. He wants to watch you as he literally breaks you with his fingers, he wants to record your every fraction enjoying his touch.

He knows his fingers fit you perfectly and until he sees you a mess he won't stop. He will kiss your neck or breasts increasing the sensation that will quickly take you to the top and then he will sink his fingers again.

He has no mercy whatsoever, he just wants to make you feel good, you are the one that matters today and Pablo will let you know that in so many ways.

Ferran Torres.

Passionate and possessive.

Not so romantic, not so wild. But a mix of both. He has confidence in himself, he never did it before but if you believe in him, then he will do great.

He is also very teasing, he will start touching you, playing with you until he has you in the palm of his hands, then he will attack. He will show you how good he is by using his lips and tongue, he will use his hands to rest on your thighs so he has control of everything.

Maybe he will spank you once in a while, just for fun. Although he likes to see you writhing under him, he prefers you to use him however he wants, your pleasure will always be above his.

Fermín López.

Sweet and tender.

Too romantic, he will prepare soft music and set the place to make you both feel comfortable and safe.

It was not in his plans but one thing led to another and now his head was between your legs. Fermin would only use his mouth, to touch you and caress you with his hands while making you touch the sky. He likes physical contact, more so when you want to touch him.

He will be very surprised how well he is doing it, or at least he thinks so, because of your moans and squeals. It's his first time and he's proud after the orgasm you had, the way you writhed under him. He really liked it and hopes you enjoyed it too, though of that he is sure.

Alejandro Balde.

Protective and emotional.

He was a little worried to start things off. He wants to do it right and is a little afraid but when he does, there is no turning back.

He really wants to make you feel good, love and care for you. He doesn't need to boss you around, he doesn't need to play games, he is direct and steady. Alejandro would use his fingers, he knows they drive you crazy, but if he is in the mood he will not hesitate to add his tongue on your clitoris to increase the sensation.

He is very caring and wants to make you feel special, so today you have all the attention, he wants this day to be important and you can never get him out of your head again.

Héctor Fort.

Playful and confident.

Even if it's the first time he touches you, he can't help but tease you. He likes to be in control and make you beg. Touching you gently, making you want him so that you beg for him.

He would go for a combination of mouth and fingers. He wants to ruin you so bad that all you think about is him. He knows exactly where to touch you, how and how much to make you have your best orgasm ever. He won't stop even if your body asks him to, he has every intention of making you feel really good.

No one will ever do it like him, no one will ever love you and make you feel as good as Hector, that's what he likes to believe, although he will make sure it's true.

Pau Cubarsi.

Shy and delicate.

Probably as nervous as you are, a thousand things crossed his mind when you started this. He's a little afraid that he won't meet your expectations and that it won't go as planned.

But he will slowly gain confidence and let you know. He would definitely use his fingers and mouth, although only a few times. He wants to kiss you and see you enjoying yourself, so he will take care of moving your floor with just his fingers.

He does it so gently, so lovingly, you melt under his hands. Pau will destroy you, she knows very well how to do her job and she really exceeded your expectations as much as hers.

[spidybaby]

Guess the price

Summary: You do the trend where you lie about the price of your products to your boyfriend.

Warnings: cursing

Barca Boys x Influencer!reader

Pedri

"Hola a todos!" You say to the camera in the bathroom. "I'm going to prank Pedri today, I will be doing a "sephora haul" but I'm exaggerating the prices of the things I got."

You grab the camera and cut the recording. You moved to your setup corner. Pedri knew it was your corner, so he tried to keep it free of mess.

"Pepi, please pass me the black and white bags on the bed?" You ask him. He nods, leaving his phone on the bed and walking over to you with the two bags of sephora makeup products. "Gracias." You smile.

"I'll be quiet over here." He says, kissing your cheek. "You look amazing, by the way."

"Thank you, guapo." You smile, grabbing his hand and squishing it. "I'll try to be quick so we can leave."

He nods, going back to the bed to check his phone. You place a mirror on the back wall behind you where you can see pedri on it. Exactly what you need to for the video.

You hit record once again. "Hi, let's unbox this bags I got at sephora." You smile. "As I said in my last video, I asked you guys for recommendations on makeup products that I can integrate on my routine." You say, taking the products off the bags.

Pedri is listening, he loves listening to you talk. Does he understand? No, but he hears how happy you sound and that's enough.

"I have this hourglass makeup brushes." You show them to the camera. "This one is their ambient soft glow foundation brush, this brush retails for 130 euros and -"

Pedri turns his head to where you are, 130 euros for a brush? He can get you a brush at the store for 1 euro.

"Before using the brush, I'm using this primer from ELF." You show the product. "I know it's super viral, and only for 76 euros."

He puts his phone down. "Qué mierda?" He whispers.

You can't help but smirk. Your eyes watch his reaction in the mirror from your phone screen. "So while I apply this, let me tell you about this foundation I got." You say, showing the foundation. "This is the ambient soft glow foundation, this was on sale for only 250 euros." You smile.

He covers his face with his hands. "No fucking way." He says loud enough for the camera to capture it. "250 fucking euros."

You smile, trying not to laugh. You place it on your face and take a few seconds of you using the brush.

You pause the video, grabbing other products. "Amor," He calls, you press record. "Not to be trying to mind your things, but isn't 250 a little too much?" He asks.

"What, no babe." You smile. "That's just normal makeup pricing." You say, noticing how he shakes his head no. "For concealer I have the Armani Beauty concealer, this retails for 199 on sale." You smile.

"No, Y/n." Pedri says. "You spent more than 600 euros in four products."

"Bebé, shhhh" You shush him. "Now guys, this concealer brush from rare beauty retails for 9-"

"A brush?" He scuffs. "Joder."

You can't help the scuff. "Shh, just a few steps more."

"Mamita querida." He sighs.

"This powder is the One Size powder, I love it so much, and the price is honestly a deal."

"Please don't." He says, covering his face again.

"Since sephora is about to have a sale, you can get this for only 379.99."

"Almost 400 euros." He says in a high-pitched voice. "How is that a deal?"

"Because it's 20 percent off." You say. "And this blush, Patrick Ta."

"Let me guess." He interrupts. "100 bucks?"

"Oh, Pedri." You laugh. "Don't be silly, it's 475." You smile.

"Stop, don't touch that," He yells. "We are taking this back."

You hold your laugh. "Pepi, this was final sale." You say. "Now this contou-"

"Noup," He says, grabbing the product out of your hands. "Videos over." He says, touching the screen, trying to pause it.

"Pedri." You say, taking it from him. You can't help but laugh. "It's a prank, amor. This stuff is not that expensive."

"Pero-" He says. "What?"

You can't help but laugh even harder at his confused face. "Guys, this is why we need to tell our boyfriends about makeup prices." You say, talking to the camera.

"Y/n, wait." Pedri says, reading the receipt. "Why is this brush 65 euros?" He asks, holding the brush.

You look at his and then at the camera. "Maybe they don't need to know about the prices."

"And who's is path and why his eyeshits more than 100?"

"Anyways, love you all." You say, cutting the video. "Pedri, give me that." You say, taking the receipt away. "Your t-shirt costs 400 euros, so cut it."

He opens his mouth. "I'll wait for you downstairs, my love." He smiles. "Take your time."

"That's what I thought." You say, smiling.

Gavi

"Hi guys, today my boyfriend is forcefully doing my makeup." You say, smiling at him.

"I don't know what I'm doing." He says.

"So, this is my routine." You say, giving him a paper with the order or the products. "Also, he's going to try to guess the price of the products."

He looks at the things with curiosity. "Where do I start?" He asks, eyebrow lifted. "How do I know if I'm doing great?"

"You'll do fine, Pabs." You peck him. "The products are in line in the same order as in the paper. The brushes are next to the products that they need to be used for."

He nods, checking the foundation. "Okay, this is the found-" He tries to read the name. "Who's Bobbi Brown?"

"The owner of the brand, love." You smile "how much do you think this costs?"

He tries to apply the foundation as he sees you do it. "Maybe 10 euros?" He asks, concentrating on the blending. "15?"

"Noup, 200." You say.

He pauses. "Two hun-"

"You're missing a spot." You say, pointing at tue spot. "Then you can use the egg like thing."

He nods. "Egg." He chuckles. "Vamos, that's fun." You smile.

"You have to guess the price." You remind him.

"For the egg?" He asks, you nod. "Mmm, 5 euros." He smile.

"Noup, 76."

He opens his eyes.

"No me jodas." He says. "This shit?"

"Amor" You chuckle. "Language."

"Joder, why is this so expensive?" He asks.

"It does the work." You nod. "Now after this, we need concealer." You smile.

He nods. "Don't tell me this is 300."

"Pfff, no." You say. "Only 175."

"Me cago en la p-"

"Pabs, why don't you tell the story of you getting the captain armband?" You change the topic.

"Ufff, eso fue increíble." He smiles, moving the Blender in the wrong way. "I only wore that band twice, and honestly, Pedri is the real one for allowing me to do it."

"We love Pedri." You smile.

"My hermano." Gavi chuckles. "Even tho he is a loser, I won last night ping pong game."

You smile. "Now, do some powder."

"Sip." He says, grabbing the powder.

"Tell my chicos what you are using. You smile.

"This is the hourglass powder." He reads the back of the product. "I think she likes it because it's really used." He jokes.

"Well, I need to save some coin because it is a 430 euros powder."

He lifts his eyes from the powder to your eyes. "How much did you just say?"

"But I think I like my loose powder even more." You grab the powder. "This is the YSL loose powder, it's 734 with discount."

"Fuck." He whispers. "What about the pink thingy?"

"Oh, that's cheap." You say, uninterested. "Only 225."

He drops the powder by accident. "Me cago en la -"

"My powder." You say, pretending to be mortified. "Pablo, that was limited edition."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to break."

"That was a thousand euros ." You say, pretending to cry.

"A thousand?" He yells. "You said it was 400."

"I lied." You fake cried. "I just didn't mean to sound so greedy."

You noticed him trying to pick the powder up from the flood. You look at the camera and try to hold your laugh.

"I'll get you a new one." He says, getting up and handing you the pieces of the powder. "Two if that makes you feel better." He pouts.

You kind of feel bad, he was all pouty, and with those big glassy eyes that make your heart go crazy.

"Oh Pabs, don't worry." You grab his face. "It's nothing."

"No, listen, it was me." He says, hugging you. "Let me make it up to you, let's go and get you a new everything."

You look at the camera and then at him, you shrug and smile at him. "Alright." You smile. "I'll grab my purse, wait for me in the car?" You ask.

He nods, happy that he can fix his mistakes. "Bueno." He pecks you, running out of the room.

You wait for him to close the door. "Listen, you and I know that you would do the same." You say to the camera. "Anyways, I'll post this as soon as I go back." You say, throwing the broke packaging of powder on the trash can. "And you are getting a haul, so don't judge me."

"Who's judging you?" Gavi asks.

"Nobody, let's go." You say, stopping the recording and pressing the "drafts" button to save the video. "Nobody, baby."

Ferran

"Vamos!" Ferran says, seating next to you. "Let's play the game."

"Calm down, Fer." You laugh. "You are so winning this."

You can't help but want to laugh at him. He seems so confident, but he didn't even guess what's next for him.

"Want to do the honors?" You ask, pointing at the phone.

"Hola, chicos" He smiles. "I'm the one and only, the shark, the inimaginable hat trick scorer." He says, smiling and posing for the camera.

"And I'm Y/n!" You laugh. "And WE are playing Guess the Price. Where Ferran will try to guess the price on my makeup."

"Easy, I know a lot about makeup." He smiles. "I know my Dior." He praises.

"Is this the best time to tell you I don't wear Dior?"

"Well, if I win I'm getting you some Dior." He smiles. "Let's begin."

You grab the product. "This is a primer, the brand is Gucci." You show him. "Price?"

"Easy, 90 dollars." He says, proud of himself.

You smile. "And your answer is," You sto to make drums sounds. "Incorrect, it's 300."

"For a cream?" He asks. "I get it, it's Gucci."

"What about this one?"

"That's a Chanel thing." He thinks. "And Gucci was 300, maybe 250?"

"Noup, 75." You smile.

He frowns. "No!" He says, taking the bottle out of your hands. "How?"

You look over at the camera, lifting your eyebrows. "What about this?"

He shakes his head. "Never heard of ELF." He looks at the packaging. "30?"

"That's 175." You smirk. "Did you guys see last night game?" You ask the camera. "Ferran scored a hattrick! Oh my gosh! Now this one."

You take the ELF packaging out of his hands, now placing the Too faced one.

"Better than sex?" He asks, looking at it confused. "Nothing is better than sex." He scuffs. "Five, and that's being generous."

"That's a 200 euros mascara."

"Damn, does it spit on it to make it slide easier?" He asks, throwing it back on the counter.

"Ferran!" You say, looking surprised at him. "What is wrong with you?" You laugh.

"What's next? He asks, laughing too. "Is this a thousand euros Blush?"

"No, it's 65." You say, giving him a look. "What? I like my blushes from Hermes!"

He looks over at the camera. "Are you hearing this?" He asks. "Anyways, what's next?"

You grab a lipstick from primark. Placing it on his hand. "Mmm 3 euros?"

"Yes!" You smile, even tho he's not right, you are giving him the satisfaction. "Good job, babe."

"You hear that?" He asks to the phone. "Shark mentality, never give up, eat your greens, meditate and remember you are amazing!"

"We are not done." You call him, watching him getting out of the room.

"I win, now let's go." He smiles. "Drinks on me!"

Your mouth forms an "o," looking at him and back at the camera.

Fermin

"Hello" You whisper. "Fermin is about to come here and watch something on the TV, I want to pull this prank where I talk to you about my skin care and makeup routine, but faking the prices."

You wait for fermin to walk and get comfortable on the sofa. You try your best to set up the camera so you can film his reaction.

"As I promised yesterday, I'm going to be going through my skincare and makeup routine." You explain at the camera.

You grab your moisturizing cream. "This is my favorite cream, it hydrate really well, and it helps with skin smoothening." You show the bottle. "I got this during a trip to Italy, it was around 2 thousand euros, but its worth it."

Fermin can't help but turn his head around. The price you just mentioned was crazy for the small bottle you are holding.

"I also have this night cream, it was a little bit more expensive, but it works wonders." You show the night cream. "It was 3 thousand, and that's with a discount."

Fermin makes a sound, you can describe it as a surprised one. "Are you okay, Fer?" You ask, turning your head.

"Si," He clears his throat. "Continue, sorry."

"So guys, this foundation I told you about on a video." You show a random foundation. "This is liquid magic, and for the price? Can you believe that 750 euros can make you look so smooth and glowy?"

"Seven, what?" He says. "Wow."

You pretend you can't hear him. "And if you want a real deal, this powder from La Praire is on sale with the code D U M B." You spell the letters, trying to hold the laugh. "It will take 50 percent off. You only pay 979 with shipping included."

You can see on the screen how he's now turned all the way. "How is that a deal?" He asks.

"Because it is 50 percent off." You say, sounding obnoxious about it. "The first time I bought it, I paid 135 for the shipping. It comes all the way from Paris."

"For shipping?" He asks again. "Just the shipping?"

"Fer, it's a very expensive brand." He smiles.

"Oh my God." He says, grabbing his head. "You spend how much on a cream you mentioned?"

"Which one?" You ask. "The pink one, the blue one or the green one?"

"You only mentioned the pink and green one." He points out.

"True, the blue one is a very nice one. Use it to fill your pores and to smooth texture, it will cost you some money but you can work it amazingly."

"How much?" He asks, getting up from his place.

"5 thousand." You smile. "But if you use the code S T U P I D, you get a 5% discount."

"S T U-" He tries spelling. "Hey!"

You laugh, mistakingly throwing the blue cream fall on to the floor. You can't help but feel your stomach hurt for so much from the laughs.

"The cream!" He yells, trying to save it.

"Fermin! That cream is on sale at sephora, for fifteen euros." You laugh.

He looks at you confused, then at the cream, then at you, then at the cream again. "So, no expensive cream?"

"Amor, this is a prank!" You say, pointing at the phone that is still recording. "Say hi!"

He looks at you confused, "hi?"

"Anyways, love you, bye bye!"

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