Sick; Sergio Ramos
in which you take care of your insufferable sick boyfriend
If there is someone in this world who is INSUFFERABLE when is sick, that it's your boyfriend. After the sudden climate change, he developed some kind of a cold that has lead to fever.
You got home after work at the evening, when you noticed there was someone in your house. Sergio hadn't told you that he was staying so you headed up to your room and saw him laying in bed covering in sheets and with scarves around him. He turned around facing you. You could notice his red nose, swollen and teary eyes, the shaking produced by the fever, oh poor boy. "Honey, what happened to you?" You said heading to him. "I don't know, I suppose its the climate change" he had a hoarse voice "I think I'm gonna die soon" there he was, always exaggerating "Sergio, please don't be so extremist" "But it's the true, but luckily you are here and I'm not going to die alone" he said grabbing your waist and pulling you by his side where he laid his head on your chest. "I feel bad, I think I should call a mortuary to arrange a schedule to my funeral" "omg Sergio Ramos you can't be so theatrical" you couldn't help but giggle a little at the things your boyfriend was saying "did you take something for the pain?" "yes, but it doesn't make any effect" "oh poor baby, I'm here to take care of you don't worry" "really?" "pff Sergio you are a grown ass man I think you can take care of yourself" you said stroking his hair "pleeeaaasee" he begged as he grabbed your waist tightly "my god, the THINGS I do for you, what do you want? a hot soup? a warm bath? a-" "I want you by my side, that's all" "aawwwwwe you're such and asshole, but I love you too"
The night passed like that. Sergio laying in top of you while you caressed his hair, arms and abdomen while you talked him about your day at work until he felt asleep, and you knew your job was done.
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Jelaous?; Sergio Ramos x reader
i'm which your boyfriend can't tolerate you talking to another guys
(this man's smut won in the poll so here you go)
You were in the car with your boyfriend coming back from the party that his teammate, Kylian Mbappe, had thrown. The air was tense, and the both knew why. You had been talking all night with your best friend Neymar Jr, and this didn't sit well with Sergio who was watching the scene from afar. He accused you of flirting with him at the party. This clearly bothered you, because you knew that it had not been like that, and you felt offended because your boyfriend did not trust you. Being angry with him, you decided that the best thing to do was tease him a little "And if I flirted with him, what?" You could see how he tensed his jaw and replied "You can't flirt with other men" "Why not?" You replied playfully.
In a sudden movement, he turned and entered a service station. He parked and unbuckled his seatbelt "Get down of the car, now" He demanded. "What?" "I said get down of the car, Am I not being clear?" Without answering, you got down from the car and walk to him. When you were by his side, he grabbed your wrist and took you to the bathroom. "Auch, it hurts" You complained "Oh baby, it's nothing compared to what i'm going to do to you now"
Now it was you who tensed your jaw. You swallowed hard and kept walking until you reached the bathrooms. As soon as you both entered the bathroom, you heard the loud bang that the door made when your boyfriend closed it. "Do you want me to make you understand why you can't flirt with other men?" You didn't even have time to respond when he grabbed you by the waist, took you up to the sink and began to melt into a hot kiss. Your legs tangled around his waist, your hands running through his muscular arms while he pinched your waist, making you groan the odd thing. You desperately took off your shirt and bra, while Sergio took off his shirt and pants. Once the both finished, Sergio undid your pants in a move that nearly ripped them off.
He kissed your chest, between your breasts and all down your stomach, leading to your wet pussy "Look at you, so wet for me. I bet that that Neymar guy or any other never have could make you this wet, no?" "Y-you re right babe, now please" "Please what honey?" "Please fuck me so hard that i couldn't walk good for a few days" You hadn't had to say anything else. He introduced two of his fingers inside you making you scream for pleasure. "You like it, don't you litlle whore?" He asked increasing the movement of his fingers inside you. He loved making you feel that way. The image of you moaning, your breasts bouncing, your acelerated breath, was like art for his eyes.
"Enough, now give daddy what he wants" You knew very well what he wanted, so you got down from the sink, your legs were shaking, you knelt down and grabbed his big member and put it in your mouth. Your boyfriend's moans were like music to your ears, hearing him ask for more, seeing him so vulnerable, you loved being in control of him. You kept sucking his dick for a while until he came in your mouth. You swallowed and looked at him "Good girl, now you will have a reward"
You got up and went back to sit at the sink. It didn't take long for him to get inside of you. At first the abruptness with which he did it brought you a few tears, but as he went through the lunges you got used to it. The moans of both filled the room. You started to feel how your legs were shaking and you knew that you were close to coming "Se-sergio Im close" "Me too baby, me too". Before any of you could came, he got off you and rapidly grabbed you by the waist turning you around.
He slapped your ass while entering inside you again. To stimulate you even more, he pushed ti of his fingers inside you. The overstimulation you were going through didn't even allow you to hold yourself well at the sink, your legs had less and less strength and words didn't come out.
Finally, you both came at the same time. You let yourself fall, but strong arms grabbed you and sat you back on the sink while they helped you change, because you had been completely destroyed after what your partner had made you feel.
Once the both finished changing, you tried to get off but your legs wouldn't respond. "I think you took that very literally about fucking me until I can't walk for a few days" you said between laughs, stretching out your arms for Sergio to help you. "Sorry about that beautiful" He approached you and helped you down. You got to the car with him holding you by the waist so you don't fall and you hanging from his neck so you don't fall. The best of this is that you knew that when you get Home, he would aftercare you, like he always do.
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