#kevin trapp oneshot

[emwritesfootball]

Threesomes 3 | 10 with Roman Bürki and Kevin Trapp

“Do you think you deserve our cocks?”

Warnings: mentions of blowjob, a little sex but nothing super descriptive </3

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It felt wrong, being lost when you were supposed to be the one making sure all the kids weren’t lost. You’d gotten turned around after one of the kids in the class needed to use the toilets and then suddenly, you were looking a little too long at something and by the time you turned around the tour guide had already moved to the next part of the tour without you.

“Oh!” You squeaked when you turned the wrong corner and ran into a big, solid chest. “I’m sorry, I-”

“Lost?” A voice asked and you looked up to find none other than Kevin Trapp staring down at you with a smirk on his lips.

“Uh, yeah, actually.” You let out an embarrassed chuckle, looking away so he didn’t have to see the shame written so plainly on your face. “Have you seen the group of kindergartners? They’re mine and I seem to have lost them.”

“I have, actually, and I saw that they're in good hands with our best tour guide.” You visibly relaxed and Kevin gave you an ostentatious once-over. “It looks like you could use your own private tour, though. We can show you around if you’d like.”

“Who’s ‘we’?” You asked, but the question answered itself when Roman Bürki walked through a door behind Kevin, shirtless and what appeared to be freshly-showered.

“Who do we have here?” Roman asked, the same hungry look in his eye that Kevin had had just moments ago.

“She’s the teacher for all the little kindergartners wandering around the training facility today,” Kevin intuited, earning an appreciative glance from you before continuing. “I’d just offered to give her the special keeper tour.”

Roman’s eyes flashed with arousal as he asked, “Are you up for it?”

***

The tour was a prelude to sex and you didn’t mind a bit. If anything, you felt extremely naughty, wandering away from the group you were in charge of only to be dominated by two very powerful, tall men. You’d heard all the rumours about keepers being good with their hands and you now knew that all those rumours were true.

“When is their tour supposed to be over?” Kevin asked when you’d looked at the clock for the hundredth time, distracted.

“They’ve got lunch in half an hour and then a player meet-and-greet on the training pitch at one,” you murmured, your brain working overtime to do all the math.

“We’ll get you back in time for the meet-and-greet,” Roman said with confidence, placing a hand on the small of your back as he and Kevin led you to the changing room.

You lost all track of time after that. You’d made some off-handed comment about how often they were naked in the changing room and then it was on. One of them kissed you while the other put his hands on you, the different sensations turning you on. You quickly learned who was who, giving as good as you got as both men ravished your body.

“Do you think you deserve our cocks?” Roman asked, stroking his thick length as he looked you up and down. You were on your knees looking up at him and Kevin, deciding which one to take where.

“No, I don’t,” you replied, licking your lips in anticipation. “Make me deserve them.”

That sentence was how you found yourself with Roman’s cock in your mouth while Kevin took you from behind. Your knees and jaw hurt as you picked yourself up off the floor, delirious after a mindblowing orgasm.

“You might wanna fix yourself,” Kevin chuckled, giving you a once-over. You gasped when you saw yourself in the mirror, sex-hair and smudged make up and all.

***

“Where were you?” The tour guide asked when you returned looking the same but feeling very, very different.

“I got a little lost.”

The tour guide gave you a knowing look, nodding. “Let me guess: Roman and Kevin found you?”

Your stomach dipped at the mention of their names, your body remembering everything they’d just done to you. “Maybe.” Neither of you said anything after that, a mutual understanding between the two of you as you watched the players come out and meet the kids. Roman and Kevin came out, both of them shooting you knowing grins as you stood on the sidelines.

[hellofutbol]

Congratulations

Request: hi!! can you do a kevin trapp smut where he and his girlfriends celebrate after psg won the ligue 1? if you could, do make it detailed and long hehe thank you so much! i really appreciate you ❤ (Anon)

You woke up to the feeling of something heavy resting on your waist. Whatever it was, it had effectively trapped you where you were, preventing you from moving. When your eyes had finally fully adjusted to the light that was streaming in from your bedroom window, you looked down to notice the arm that was wrapped tight around you. It had been the culprit. Trailing your eyes up the arm you slowly turned your body to look at the face of the owner of the arm. When you saw who it was, you couldn’t help but smile.

Lying next to you on the bed was your boyfriend, Kevin Trapp. Even though the two of you had been together for almost three years now, at times, you still had a hard time believing how lucky you were to be able to call Kevin yours.

He was currently deep in dreamworld. That was to be expected though, you assumed, considering he had gotten home late last night. Yesterday, Paris Saint-Germain had won the Ligue 1, and so because of that Kevin had gone out with his teammates to celebrate. He had returned home late and by that time, you had already gone to bed and fallen asleep. Usually, you would have gone to his match and then to any celebration afterwards but because you had had work, you had been unable to go.

Kevin had, at first, been upset, but eventually he understood. Instead, you had promised Kevin that the two of you could celebrate his victory today. That was something that the both of you were looking forward to.

Deciding to allow Kevin to rest for now, knowing he was probably still tired, if not a bit hungover, you slowly removed Kevin’s arm from your waist. You needn’t be cautious, Kevin usually slept like the dead, but still, you wanted to be courteous. Lifting the covers away from your body, you climbed out of king sized the bed that you and Kevin shared. Grabbing a towel out of the closet, you headed to the bathroom to freshen up, shower, and get ready for your celebratory day with Kevin.

Once you were finished getting ready, you decided to start the day off with a nice breakfast. One of Kevin and your favorite breakfast was pancakes and so you decided to make those. Getting all the ingredients that you would need ready, you set to work in the kitchen downstairs. After making the batter into a perfect consistency all you had left to do was to fry them.

You had finished about four pancakes and was working on your fifth when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. Someone also buried their face in your neck, their breath slightly tickling you. You would have jumped at being startled, however you didn’t. You were very familiar with these arms. They had been wrapped around you just a few minutes ago when you had woken up. You were also familiar with this scent. Kevin had finally woken up.

“Something smells really good” Kevin’s voice was still husky from having just woken up and you couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down your back. You had always really loved his morning voice.

“I was just making pancakes.”

Your words for some reason caused Kevin to chuckle. Pulling back from you slightly he used his hands on your waist to turn you away from the stove so that you were now facing him.

“I wasn’t talking about the pancakes, Y/N.”

You could feel a smile forming on your face, along with the familiar feeling of heat rushing to your cheeks. Even though you and Kevin had been together for almost three years, he could still make you blush like someone that had just began dating. Setting aside your embarrassment at his sweet words, you directly responded to him.

“Then what were you talking about?”

Kevin didn’t answer you. Not with words anyway. Instead, he pulled you as close to him as he physically could and smashed his lips on yours. The two of you were chest to chest, there was barely any room between you. The kiss was rough, much rougher than you were used to from Kevin, however, you certainly didn’t mind. He wrapped his arms around your waist, almost pulling you onto him. Your hands found themselves in his hair, slightly pulling at the strands on his head. Not enough to hurt him but enough to where he could feel them.

Kevin moved backwards away from the stove, pulling you with him. Once his back hit the kitchen island opposite the stove, he turned the both of you around and lifted you so that you were sat on the counter. Using his arms, he pushed your legs apart and took his place in between them. Throughout this whole ordeal, your lips remained pressed against his, moving in sync.

Eventually you both had to pull away from one another when the need for air became too much. Both of you were out of breath and panting. There was no denying that that kiss had been hot. It was Kevin who managed to catch his breath first.

“I was talking about you.”

It took you a moment to recall what you had been talking about before, his words confusing you for a second. When you did manage to recall, however, you found yourself blushing once again. You buried your face in his chest, trying to hide your red face. You could hear Kevin chuckling at your reaction. He knew exactly the effects that his words had on you.

Pulling away from him slightly, you couldn’t help but smile yourself. You could tell that Kevin was happy and relaxed in this moment and so you wanted this moment to last. You enjoyed this jokey atmosphere between the two of you. It was probably your favorite part about your relationship with each other. Come to think of it, you loved everything about your relationship. You didn’t have a least favorite part.

Placing your hand on his chest, you couldn’t help but slightly hit him. “You’re such a cheesy person. Remind me again why I’m with you?”

Kevin smiled and leaned down to place a quick peck on your lips. It was just a brief touch of the lips, but you enjoyed it all the same.

“Because you love me. And, because I’m a Ligue 1 winner now.”

You had completely forgotten about the fact that he was a Ligue 1 winner. You had had it at the back of your head to congratulate him when he woke up, however, you had gotten rather preoccupied with other, pleasurable, things when he had come into the kitchen. It had slipped your mind. Now that he mentioned it, though, you knew that you couldn’t forget again. You had to do it now.

“Congrats on the win yesterday. I didn’t get a chance to watch the final match but I’m sure you played your best. You always do. You guys deserved to win. I’m so proud of you, Kevin. You have no idea.”

Leaning up, it was your turn to place a kiss on his lips. It was brief, but special none the less. When you pulled away, you were sure that the pride you felt must be apparent on your face. Kevin had a huge smile on his face from the compliment that you had given him. However, that smile quickly turned into a smirk.

“Just saying congratulations isn’t going to be enough. If I’m not mistaken, you promised me a different kind of congrats.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his words. You remembered making him a promise that if he had won that you would congratulate him in a special way. The both of you had barely had much time together recently, him being busy with football and you also being caught up in your own work. You had promised him that if he and his teammates had won that you would call in sick for one day and in that day, you would celebrate however Kevin wanted to. Now that he had won, he was cashing in the promise.

“Alright then, what exactly is it that you want to do?”

Kevin didn’t answer you, not with words anyway. He once again connected his lips with yours, the force of the kiss slightly pushing you backwards on the countertop you were sitting on. Kevin used his arms to stabilize you, however he didn’t break the kiss. When the both of you pulled away from the kiss you were both out of breath.

“Bedroom. Now.” You couldn’t even form complete sentences.

Kevin understood what you meant. Without any hesitation he pulled you off the counter and carried you in the direction of the bedroom where you had both been just a little while ago. You were about to head out of the kitchen when you remembered something. Something important.

“Wait. I need to turn the stove off.”

With a sigh Kevin set you down, allowing you to go and turn the stove off. You tried to be quick, wanting to go back to the activities that you knew Kevin had in store for you. As soon as you turned the stove off, you felt Kevin pick you up bridal style and once more set off for the direction of your bedroom. As the both of you drew closer and closer to the room, you could feel your stomach clench in anticipation about everything that was about to happen.

Closing the door behind the both of you, Kevin gently laid you down on the bed his own body covering yours. For the umpteenth that morning, you had lost count of the number, his lips met with yours. This kiss was different than the ones that he had given you earlier. While those had been just as passionate, in this one there was a hunger and desperation that hadn’t been in the previous ones. You met his hunger and desperation with yours.

His lips trailed from yours to your neck, placing butterfly kisses along the way. When he reached your collarbone, he spent a lot of time on that area, biting and sucking on it causing you to gasp out and moan at the pleasurable feeling. Nothing else registered to you now, the only thing you could focus on was the indescribable feeling of his lips on your body.

Your arms made their way to the back of his head, your finger running through his hair occasionally pulling on it.

Kevin made his way back up your neck to your lips, capturing them in a kiss once more. One of his hands went to the hem of his shirt and you knew what he wanted. Slightly pushing on his chest, you gave him a signal to get off you. He moved towards to the side and you sat up. Pulling your shirt over your head, you were quick to discard it on the floor of the room. Reaching back to unsnap the hook of your bra, pulling that off as well. It joined the shirt on the floor. You were now completely bare from your waist up. The only clothing you had left was the shorts that you had gone to bed in last night.

Kevin’s eyes never moved away from you as you discarded your clothes. When your eyes met with his afterwards, you could almost see his arousal in his eyes. Your stomach clenched in response to the look in his eyes. It was clear that he wanted you and you would be lying if you said that you didn’t want him just as much, if not more.

Seeing you take initiative with taking your clothes off, Kevin decided to do the same. In one quick motion he pulled his own t-shirt over his head, reveling his body to your sight. It was your turn to watch him as he stripped. You couldn’t help but lick your lips as you saw what he revealed. There was no denying that your boyfriend had an amazing body. All the physical activity that he did had sculpted his body into one that was drool worthy.

With both of you bare from the waist up, Kevin pulled you on top of him. You straddled his waist as your bare chest touched his for the first time that night. The feeling of his bare skin on yours caused a shiver to go up your spine. Kevin’s lips claimed your once again in another passionate kiss.

Like before his lips trailed down to your neck, however, they didn’t stop there as they had previously done. This time the went even further. His lips made their way to your breast, pulling the right nipple into his mouth. The feeling caused you to arch your back into him as a wave of arousal made its way through your body. You could feel your panties dampen at the feeling of his tongue on your breast.

“Oh, god.”

As you cried out, you could feel Kevin smirk against your body. Pulling away from your nipple you looked at his face to find out he was indeed smirking.

“Wrong name.”

Before you could reply to his cocky statement he connected his lips with your breasts once again, this time paying attention to the left one. He gently bit down on the nipple causing another shiver to go down your spine. You moaned out enjoying the slight pain through the haze of the pleasure.

His lips trailed from your breast down your stomach until they came to your panties. Placing a small kiss on your mound through the material of your panties, on which there was a wet spot, he lifted himself up and rested on his knees. Using his hands, he reached for the waist band of your bottoms and was quick to pull them down your legs. You were now completely bare for him.

Spreading your legs, he leaned down so close to your pussy that you could feel his warmth breathe hitting against your clit. You squirmed slightly, desperate to feel his mouth take that little bud in, however, he did no such thing. He stayed where he was, teasing you. Not being able to take the anticipation any longer, you whined out.

“Kev, please.” The desperation was dripping from your voice.

That seemed to have been what Kevin was waiting for because as soon as those words escaped from your lips, Kevin’s tongue reached out and swiped against your clit. That first touch made fireworks go off in your brain. Your hips lifted themselves off the bed and closer to him, wanting more. Kevin reached up and pushed your hips back down. He pulled your clit into his mouth and sucked on it, a sensation that quickly had you reaching an end that you had been anticipating.

Just as you had almost reached your climax, Kevin pulled his lips away from you. You let out a whimper as the feeling of an impending climax faded away, leaving you wanting for what could have been.

“God, damn it, Kev.”

Kevin chuckled looking down at your squirming figure. You closed your legs and rubbed your thighs together, trying to get friction to get yourself off. Seeing what you were trying to do, Kevin once again used his hands to spread your legs open for him.

“You don’t get to get off that easily. When your going to cum, it’s going to be with me inside you.” His tone of voice was slightly husky. His arousal was apparent in his words.

Kevin’s words caused your insides to clench. If that was going to be the case, you wanted him inside you as quickly as possible. Your eyes followed his movements as he pushed his shorts and boxers down his legs and they joined the rest of your clothing on the floor. Your eyes were fully fixated on the member that was in between his legs. He was fully aroused.

“See something you like?”

His words caused you to tear your eyes away from his dick and look at his face. He had an amused expression on his face. You couldn’t help but slightly blush, knowing that you had been caught ogling him.

“Shut up, Kev.”

Chuckling, Kevin moved up your body until he was face to face with you. Placing a quick kiss on your lips, he looked you dead in the eyes.

“You ready for this?”

This was something that Kevin always asked you. Before he ever went any further, he always asked you if this was something that you truly wanted. He always asked for your consent before committing that final act. It was something you found very endearing in him. He always asked, even if your answer was always the same.

“You know I am.”

With your approval, Kevin aligned his cock at your entrance. He didn’t push in, however. Instead, he teased you by rubbing the tip of his dick up and down your pussy, teasing you. It was torture because you wanted him to push in. Sensing that you couldn’t take any more of his torture, when he finally pushed into you, you let out a moan. Your walls stretched to welcome him. The feeling of finally being full after having been empty for so long was heavenly.

He waited a few moments for you to adjust to his size before he began moving his hips. Your hips lifted to meet his thrust for thrust. The feeling of both of you moving in tandem was unlike anything that you had ever felt before. It was true that you had had other lovers in the past, but no one had ever made you feel like Kevin could.

You grabbed onto Kevin, trying to pull him as close to you as humanly possible. The pleasure that you were feeling was building in your stomach. The familiar feeling of an impending orgasm once again approaching you. You knew that you wouldn’t last much longer. The grunts coming from Kevin as he moved above you and within you told you that he probably wouldn’t last much longer either.

When Kevin leaned down to place his lips on your in a smoldering kiss, it sent you over the edge. Your walls clenched down on his cock and you would have probably screamed out if it weren’t for the fact that his lips drowned out any chances of that.

It wasn’t long after you that Kevin found his own release. His cum felt slightly warm inside you but you didn’t mind. The two of you remained laying there for a while after you had both found your releases, him inside you. The both of you were panting hard.

When you had finally both caught your breathes, Kevin carefully pulled out of you. You were still slightly sensitive from your release.

Kevin collapsed on the bed beside you. Turning over onto your side, you faced him. The both of you had satisfied smiles on your faces. Feeling your gaze on him, Kevin turns in the bed so that he is facing you as well.

“That was one hell of a way to say congratulations.”

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at his words. You were so proud of your boyfriend. He worked really hard to get to where he is now, and he deserved the success of him and his team. You knew that he would continue to work hard. You would be there through it all, to console him during the hard times and to congratulate him during the good times.  

A/N: This is the longest imagine that I’ve written on this blog. It took me like four days to finish it. I hope that it was what you wanted and that you like it. 

[silva-16]

Change of Plans - Kevin Trapp

       “He’s going to piss himself when you tell her!” My (so called) best friend Ana burst out following my reveal of the big news - her British side being revealed.       “Oh, okay, that’s unnecessary.” I told her, cringing at the thought. “He probably won’t even be surprised, I mean we’ve been at it a lot lately. I mean, a lot. I’m talking every night -”       “Okay, now you’re the one that needs to stop.” she said making a face and taking another sip of her beer, sending me into a fit of giggles. “So he may not piss himself, but he’s gonna freak out. I mean this is huge!”       “It is.” I said, smiling at the mere idea of how Kevin would react to the news.       “So, how are you gonna tell him?” Ana said jumping forward in her seat.        I looked at her confused. How am I going to tell him? Don’t I just say, ‘Hey bud, I’m pregnant. And surprise - it’s yours!”       “Oh god.” She groaned realizing what was going through my head. “Please don’t tell me you’re not going to be as boring as you usually are and casually tell him as you two watch gruesome horror movies and wear matching pjs.”       “Boring?!” I exclaimed, offended that she would think of me in such way.       “Oh come on Y/N. Admit it. You’ve never been a very exciting ‘big-news teller.” she said, “I mean, you told you’re parents you were moving to France by a text message that said ‘I got a job in Paris! I’m going!”      So maybe she was right. I never saw the allure in big announcements that grabbed everyones attention - but was that necessarily a bad thing?       “So what am I supposed to do?” I asked her, taking a sip from the tall glass of water that sat in front of me. “Rent a hot air balloon and write across the sky ‘Kevin, we’re having a baby’?       Ana rolled her eyes and took my hand in hers. “You need help, but thankfully you’ve come to the right place.

     5 o’clock.       Kevin would be home any minute now and everything was going to plan perfectly. The casserole was in the oven, the table was set with fancy silverware and fresh flowers, and romantic music played in the background. To anyone else it might seem as if I was getting ready to propose.       The sound of a car pulling into the front of the house sent me running to the front door ready to greet Kevin as he walked in. I slowed down and regained my composure, running my hands over my still flat stomach to smooth out the few crinkles in my dress. As I walked towards the door ready to open it and be met by the love of my life, my future husband and the father of my child. As I reached for the doorknob images of the perfect night flashed through my mind.       But those images were quickly replaced by the image of the white door swinging open - straight towards my face.       “Shit!” I screamed, unable to control my mouth, as the wooden door came into harsh contact with my nose.      “What the hell?” I heard a surprised voice from the other side of the door. A second later Kevin walked into the house and looked at what had previously been blocking himself from opening the door. “OH Shit!”       What a sight I was. Bent over behind the door, my hands covering my face as blood poured out of my nose and onto my white dress.       “What the hell happened?” Kevin exclaimed, rushing to my aid.       I straightened my back to come face to face with him, my hands still covering a large portion of my face.       “Come here.” He said rushing me towards the bathroom. As we passed the kitchen, my heart sank remembering the wonderful night I had planned.       As soon as we got into the bathroom, Kevin lifted me onto the bathroom sink before searching through the cabinets.       “Is it bad?” I asked slowly removing my hands from my bloody nose. Kevin looked up to me, and his eyes widened at the sight in front of him.       “You look beautiful.” He joked before quickly returning to search through the cabinet. Once he had found what he wanted he stood back up and quickly went to work on my nose.       “There, all better.” He said stepping back to take a better look at me. “Or at least until we get to the hospital.”      "I can’t believe you broke my nose.” I said staring back at him.       “Hey, that’s not fair! You were the one standing in front of the door! What the hell were-” his quick defense was cut off as I begin to giggle uncontrollably.       I couldn’t keep it in. Of all of the ways for tonight to go, this one never even occurred to me. Kevin stared at me, clueless as to why I was laughing my ass off.      “It’s not you’re fault.” I reassured him after I had regained my composure, taking his hands and pulling him between my legs.       “You are so weird.” He said kissing my forehead, careful not to touch my nose.       “This is not at all how I had planned for tonight to go.”       “I was going to ask you about that.” He said, his eyes revealing a sense of curiosity. “The nice meal, the fancy music, the beautiful dress-” he said looking down at my white (and red) dress “I thought Tuesday was Japanese take out.”       “I had this whole thing planned out,” I said rolling my eyes. “I was planning on telling you over take out but somehow Ana convinced me I had to make it special.       “Tell me what?” Kevin asked, eyebrows narrowing.        I froze realizing my slip up.       “Tell you that...” I began trying to find a way to get myself out of the situation.       “Spill it babe.”       Looking down at his hands that rested on my thighs, I picked up his right hand in mine and gently placed it on my stomach. After a moment I looked back up to meet his eyes that were now filled with a million different emotions.       “Tell you that I’m pregnant.” I whispered.       For a moment we said nothing, we sat together in comfortable silence, our bodies close to each other as his warm hand rested gently on my stomach.       Suddenly I noticed a single tear fall from Kevin’s eye. He was always the strong one. He rarely showed his emotions and it took a lot to get him to cry. In our 4 years together I had only witnessed him crying 3 or 4 times.       “I love you so much. And I love our baby more than anything in the world. Thank you so much.” He said taking his hands and cupping my face, resting his forehead on mine. “And I promise never to break your nose again.” 

I really, really like this one... I hope you do too! 

[hellofutbol]

How Much Sex Is Too Much Sex

Warning: There is some explicit content in this one shot. If that is something that you shouldn’t be looking at or makes you feel uncomfortable, you should turn away now. 

“How much sex is too much sex?” This is a question that had been bothering you lately. You had read an article that said that the average couple had sex once a week. You and your boyfriend had sex much more than that. Almost every day in the week, sometimes two times a day. Reading that article had made you wonder if having sex that frequently was healthy. It wasn’t as if your entire relationship with Kevin was based upon sex, but you couldn’t deny that the intimacy was an important part of your relationship.

You worries is what caused you to bring up this topic with your friends at your weekly meet up with them. Every week on Friday, you and your friends met up to catch up on the week and just have fun. You would talk about any and everything. This week it was at Kevin and yours apartment that this meet up was happening.

“I don’t think there’s such a thing as too much sex,” your friend, Lisa, who was slightly tipsy from the amount of wine that she had been drinking, replied with a smile on her face. “The more the merrier.”

Your other friend, Ana, nudged her in the arm and rolled her eyes at Lisa’s response. “Of course you would say that, Lise. We all know how much you love sex.”

You laughed at Ana’s words. Someone else might take her words as being offensive towards Lisa, however, you both knew that she didn’t mean it in a malicious way. She was just teasing. However, there was a certain truth to her teasing. Out of the three of you, Lisa was the one who was most open about her sex life and sex in general.

“Why do you bring this up?” Ana seemed genuinely curious.

“I read this article in a magazine. Apparently the average couple has sex once a week. That seemed too low to me and so I guess I got to think about how much would be too much.” You leave out the fact that you and your boyfriend had sex way more than that. That was something that you didn’t know if you would feel comfortable sharing with your friends. Unfortunately for you, Lisa was in the room.

“How many time do you and Kevin usually do it then?” You shouldn’t have been shocked that she asked you that, but you couldn’t help it.  Before you could reply, Ana spoke up.

“LISE! You don’t just ask someone that. No matter how close you are to that person.”

Lisa just shrugged her shoulders. To her, it wasn’t a big deal. It was a simple question, Biting your lips, you finally decided to talk to your friends about your situation.

“Every day. Sometime twice a day.” Your voice was low, in fact, you had basically mumbled, but your friends still heard you if there expression was anything to go by. They both looked shocked in your direction. There was also a sense of envy in the way that they were looking at you. It was Lisa who recovered and spoke first.

“Everyday? Damn, where can I find myself a Kevin Trapp? He must be really good if you’re doing it that frequently. But then again, Kevin’s hot, so I guess it’s not exactly a chore.”

By the time that Lisa had finished speaking, you could feel the blush creeping up on your face. You knew that you were probably visibly turning red.

“Lise, shut up.” Ana once again nudged Lisa in the arm, who looked like she didn’t care what Ana was saying.

“What? I’m just saying that if I had myself a man that looked like Kevin, I would be sexing him up every day as well. So, Y/N, he must be damn good, right?”

You didn’t think it was possible for you to become even redder, but apparently it was. Even Ana’s ears had perked up this time, becoming interested in the conversation. You didn’t know if you should indulge in this conversation, but looking at their faces, you knew they wouldn’t let this go. Ana might, but you knew Lisa wouldn’t. With a sigh, you finally answered her question.

“He’s amazing. He’s always so attentive to me. It’s like he knows what I need without me even telling him. And he did this thing with his tongue last night where he…” You would have continued, lost in what you were saying, if it weren’t for someone clearing their throat pulling your attention away from your friends.

Looking over to where the sound had come from, in the entrance of the living room, your eyes widened. Standing there was your boyfriend. He was dressed in his favorite blue jeans and a black t-shirt that he had picked out the last time the two of you had gone shopping. He had gotten rid of his coat and shoes, probably at the entry closet. Your eyes quickly scanned his entire form, noticing how well the shirt fit him in all the right places, and stopped at his face. The one thing that stood out to you the most was the cocky smirk on his face. As soon as you saw that, you knew that he had heard part of your conversation with your friends.

You wished that the ground would open up and swallow you whole. You’d never heard of anyone dying from embarrassment but you were about to become the first one.

“Um, we should go.” Ana quickly set her glass of wine down and began pulling Lisa up from her spot. Lisa, on the other hand, was too tipsy to fully registered what had happened. “I don’t want to go, yet. She still has to say what he does with his tongue.”

Lisa’s words just seemed to make the situation so much worse. Your eyes hadn’t left Kevin’s and his smirk just seemed to get even cockier with her words.

“Lisa, let’s go. We really have to go.” Before she could say anything else, Ana pulled her out of her spot and dragged her away as quick as she could towards the front door, stopping only to get their purses.

Once they were gone, it was just you and Kevin, whose eyes were fixed on you. The smirk still ever present on his face, making this situation so much more humiliating for you.

“So, I take it you like the thing I did last night with my tongue?” You could hear the teasing tone of his voice, causing you to burn up even more. The quicker the ground could open up and swallow you whole the better.

“Shut up.” Your words came out with a laugh. It was the laugh of a traumatized individual. You were really beginning to regret bringing up the conversation with your friends about that article. That is what started all of this trouble in the first place.

Kevin laughed. Seeing you so embarrassed was very endearing to him. Walking over to where you stood, mortified, in the middle of your living room, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close to him. Leaning down, he whispered in your ear, “It’s okay if you did. I quite enjoyed what you did with your mouth last night as well.”

You know that you should feel even more embarrassed by what he just said, and you did, but along with that there was also the begin stirs of arousal. You had always loved Kevin’s voice and when he spoke like that into your ear, it did something to you.

Not being able to look at him any longer, the combination of being embarrassed and slightly turned on at the same time becoming too much for you, you buried your face in his chest. You had always loved the fact that Kevin was so much taller than you, it had always made you feel safe. And you knew that he loved the fact that you were shorter. He had always said it was cute.

Kevin laughed once again when you buried your face into his chest. He found your embarrassment really cute. “You know you have nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m quite flattered that you think I’m good enough to brag to your friends about. But, I’m kind of curious, why were you guys’ even talking about that to begin with?”

You didn’t know how to tell him about the article. He slightly pulled away from you and used his index finger to force you to look up at him. “What brought about such an interesting conversation?”

You had finally managed to get your complexion under control, no longer resembling a tomato. Looking at him, you were tempted to lie and make up some kind of a story on why you and your friends were talking about sex, but you and Kevin had always promised to be honest with one another, and you knew that no matter how embarrassing or hoe trivial, you couldn’t lie.

“I was the one that brought it up. I read this article about how the average couple has sex once a week and because that number seemed low to me, I brought it up with my friends. Somehow, that turned into them, well Lisa mostly, questioning me about you. God, this is embarrassing to admit. “ Once more, you buried your face in his chest. The fact that Kevin was laughing really wasn’t helping matters.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. If it’s any conciliation, I think once a week is too low a number as well. I don’t think I would ever be able to have sex with you just once a week. I love being with you way too much for that. But if you think that we have sex too much then we could definitely cut back a bit, I suppose.”

You answered quickly, as soon as he was done speaking. “No, I don’t. I don’t want that. I like being with you too.”

Kevin smiled at your enthusiastic response. Leaning down, he placed his lips on yours. The kiss began as just a simple, innocent one, however, it didn’t remain that way for long.

His tongue swiped against your lower lip, demanding entrance. Not even thinking about rejecting him, you parted your lips slightly and for the first time that night, your tongue met his.

You don’t know how long the both of you stood there, making out with one another, but when the need for air become too much, you both pulled away, breathing heavily. You noticed when you pulled away that sometime during the kiss, he had pulled you directly against him, so close that a piece of paper wouldn’t even fit between you two. Your hands had somehow made their way around his neck and into his hair, which you had been slightly pulling on.

Not saying a word, Kevin crashed his lips onto your once again. This kiss was different from the last one, it was hungrier. You reciprocated with equal enthusiasm. Before you knew what you were doing, your hands were reaching for the hem of his shirt, which you quickly pulled off of him and threw somewhere in the room. You didn’t bother to check where it landed.

Devoid of a shirt, you were now free to roam your hands on his chest. And roam you did. All the amount of physical activity he did, both on the pitch and in the gym certainly paid off. You had to admit, your boyfriend was fit.

Pulling away from the kiss, he pulled your shirt over your head and swore in German when he noticed that you weren’t wearing a bra. You were at home and a bra would just hinder you. Besides, you had been with your friends so you hadn’t deemed it a necessity to have one on.

“You’re trying to kill me aren’t you?” The strain in his voice as he said those words caused you to giggle.

“Of course not. If you died, then who else would I do this with? But it is fun, teasing you.”

With a growl, Kevin leaned down and bit you on the neck, just where your neck met your collarbone. You gasped at the feeling, not expecting him to do such a thing. When he soothed the area with his tongue however, the gasped quickly turned into a moan.

“Don’t tease me, Y/N. You won’t like the consequences.”

You couldn’t even answer him as his mouth latched onto your neck once again, sucking at the skin and then smoothing it over with his tongue. Needless to say, you were a moaning mess. He placed little butterfly kisses as he worked his way down towards your waistband. You knew that you would probably have hickeys that you would have to cover up but at this moment you couldn’t find it in yourself to care about that. All you cared about was the feeling of his lips on your body.

Kneeling down on the floor so that he was face to face with your stomach, he placed a kiss on it, right above where the waistband of your shorts were. Using his hands, he slowly pulled off your shorts to reveal the lacy underwear underneath. You knew that he liked lace on you and so majority of your underwear collection consisted of that material.

“Fuck, baby. You look so good in this. Too bad, I’m going to have to take it off.”

His words caused a fresh wave of arousal to course through you. You desperately wanted that. You wanted him to rip your underwear off of you and have his way with you. But you knew that that would have to wait.

“As much as I would love for you to take me right here, do you think we could go into the bedroom. I’m still slightly sore from last night and so a bed would be really nice.”

At your request Kevin laughed but got back up off his knees. He picked you up, bridal style and carried you off in the direction of your bedroom, setting you down onto the bed before covering you with his own body. You knew you were in for a long night.

As the two of you made love throughout the night, the article that you had read was the furthest thing from your mind. You no longer cared if you and Kevin had more sex than what was considered normal. You loved him and he loved you and one of the ways you guys showed each other that was by making love with one another. You were happy with the way things were in your relationship with Kevin and you wouldn’t change it for anything. So, the article be damned. You and Kevin might have too much sex, but you liked it that way.

A/N: That gif kills me and gives me life at the same time.