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leah-lover · 7 months ago

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Sketches. Mapi x Ingrid x reader.

Summary: what happens when Ingrid and mapi discover the sketches r drew of them.

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Doom scrolling on your phone after practice was your favorite activity of the day. You would come home exhausted, throw your kitbag in the hallway, and cocoon in your coach for about an hour.

Today was no different. You got home and did the same thing. You opened TikTok, and scrolled half mindedly. One video though grabbed your attention. It was a tik tok from the official page of Barcelona where your teammates were asked to describe you in a few words.

Cata was the first to answer and she did so by describing you as quiet. It was fair you didn't talk much if at all. It's not that you weren't comfortable enough with the team, you were just a quiet person. Irene was next and she called you kind which put a smile on your face. All your teammates called you different versions of sweet, kind, funny, quiet, and shy. You found their words endearing and it almost brought you to tears. This reaction quickly went away after you heard what mapi described you. “ Talented artist.” your face turned white and your heartbeat was accelerating. Her answer was followed by Ingrid who described you as an “ impressive painter.”

You dropped your phone quickly. “ No it can't be. No no no no. Fuck!!” You got up from the couch and tried to keep yourself busy. You put away your kit bag, did laundry , cleaned the house surprisingly thoroughly. You even meal prepped. all of this so that you wouldn't think about that video, their response, and what most likely saw.

Your alarm found you awake for the first time since the champion’s league final which spoke greatly to the anxiety you were experiencing. The thought of being face to face with them knowing that they know your secret terrified you but had to go to training so you did, and your mission was to get through the day without making contact with them because if you did you would either cry or throw up and that wasn't an option.

“ Nena what's wrong?” Asked Alexia at the meeting room.

“ Nothing capi everything is good.” You say trying to contain your tears. That's when she held your hand and redirected her focus to the coach. She rubbed her thumb across your knuckles once in a while. Once the meeting was over she pulled you gently out of the room and to a different room.

“ We are not getting out of this room until you tell me what is wrong.” Alexia looked so gentle, caring and a little bit worried. But you couldn't tell her what was wrong.

“ Nena I love you and I care about you deeply. Your anxiety is clearly through the roof. Just let me help you. We decided that you would let me help, remember.” She put her hand on your shoulder and desperately waited for an answer.

Alexia was like a big sister to you. She helped you survive your time in Barca but your issue right now was within the team not the pressure or the limelight and you know there was nothing to fix it.

“ I want a transfer. I want to leave Barcelona. I want to leave. “ You close your eyes so that you won't cry.

“ It's okay pequena everything is gonna be okay. I can fix this, whatever this is I can fix it. Trust me.” She pulled you in for a hug. Your anxiety was through the roof and the voices in your head were screaming vile and scary things at you.

“ I want to leave ale. I am serious.” You try to say sturnely.

“ You are one of your best strikers. We need you now more than ever if we want to quadruple again. And we do so you are staying.” She just held you as you cried some more.

Once you calmed down you apologized to Alexia. “ I guess you aren't gonna tell me right?” she asked again.

“ It's just about a stupid video.” You tried to stop the words as they were coming out of your mouth but it was too late.

“What video?” She asked suspiciously.

“ A video posted by the Barca page. It's nothing to worry about. Sorry capi, I didn't mean to freak out.”

“ It's fine Nena if you don't feel like training you can go home. “ She proposed after realizing you won't say anything.

“ Yeah I think that is a good idea.” You went to the locker room, grabbed your bag and left. Alexia then pulled out her phone and searched for the video you were talking about. She watched it 3 times and her teamates’s answers seemed fine, but she got suspicious of mapi and Ingrid's answers so she went to talk to them.

“ Maria, Ingrid, I need to talk to you.” Demanded the captain. They complied and waited for her at the side of the pitch.

“ Where is Nena?” Asked mapi.

“ That's what I am here to talk to you about. She went home now. I just managed to calm her down but she isn't okay. She was crying and she said she wanted a transfer from this team. She also said something about a video the social media team posted. I didn't understand anything.” Mapi and Ingrid gave one another a look they both understood. They knew what troubled you and they felt bad for it.

“ Don't worry about it ale. We will make things right, I promise you.” Said Ingrid.

“So you did something wrong. You hurt her somehow” Alexia started to frown with anger.

“ Ale calm down, I will tell you everything just not now. Everything will be alright tomorrow.”

“Well it better fucking be or you will answer to me.” added the captain before leaving.

When you arrived home your head was pounding because of the crying so you headed straight to your bedroom, got under the covers and slept almost immediately, too tired to do anything else. You only woke up when your phone was buzzing under your pillow.

“ Hola” you answered without checking who is calling.

“ Hola Nena, I need you to open the door. We are standing outside.” Said a familiar voice.

You put your phone to the side and went straight to your door not realizing what you were doing.

Once you opened the door, your eyes opened wide, surprised at who was at your door. You stood there like a statue trying desperately to calm the voices in your head.

“Nena , please let us in, we need to talk to you.” said ingrid in the gentlest voice you ever heard.

You couldn't kick them out so you stepped aside and let them get in. By the time you got to the living room your heart was beating very fast, each breath was harder and harder and the walls around you started to close in on you. Mapi was the first one to notice so she came running towards you. She took your hand, guided you to the couch and started to construct you to take deep breaths.

“ I am gonna leave. Transfer window is in 2 weeks so the coach has enough time to secure a deal with a new team. Even if they dont we can fake an injury for the media and I can just stay home until the summer where we can look again for another deal. You don't have to worry about anything. I won't cause any problems i swear. . ” you say once you get your breath back.

“ nena why do you think anybody wants you to leave?” askes ingrid.

“ I know you think I am a creep, I understand that. I don't want to cause any problems within the team so I am leaving.” you try to say as calmly as you can.

“ nena we don't think you are creepy.” replied mapi. You look at them with confusion. What if you understood everything all wrong? what if you had jumped to false confusion? What if this was all a misunderstanding from you part?

“ You said in that video that I draw really well. I never showed you any of my drawings so that means that you saw them.” you try to piece everything together.

They both look at eachother hesitantly before ingrid starts talking.

“ The other day in the locker room you wanted to talk to the physio and left your ipad open, that's when I saw a drawing of myself and I zoomed out to see the full picture. I then accidentally swiped and saw that you drew a few portraits of me and mapi separately and together.” you knew that they saw the portraits, but hearing the words come out of ingrid’s mouth made the situation much worse for you. Those drawings were something sacred and intimate to you. You expressed your every thought through them. They were your safe space and they gave solace. But now they have changed into a nightmare that would force you to leave your favorite place in the world.

“ Did you see all of them?” your voice seemed to have shrunk and as you ask the question staring at the floor.

“ yes but we don't think it's creepy. We think it's beautiful that you drew us.” mapi didn't know what to say. She was afraid that she said the wrong thing and made the situation worse.

“ mapi you saw 79 portraits of you and your girlfriend on my ipad. Very detailed portraits of the two of you that I drew when I was near you in the meeting room or training or the dinner hall or even my own bedroom and you don't think that that’s a little bit sick.” you ask the question sarcastically.

“ No we don't. look we didn't come here to fight with you or reprimand you we….” you didn't let ingrid finish her sentence, you instead got up, grabbed your ipad and displayed the portraits for them.

“ You seriously don't think this portrait is creepy.” you show them a portrait you drew of them kissing. You weren't thinking of how embarrassing this moment was, you were trying to convince yourself that they hate you because it was better than the alternative. “ Look, I hate myself for this more than you could ever hate me. That's why I want to leave. I am not going to make you feel uncomfortable anymore. “

“ can you please just shut up for a moment. We don't hate you, we don't find you creepy, we liked what we saw, and we think you are very talented. Please don't turn this into something it's not. And please don't ask for a transfer.” mapi didn't mean for her words to come out like that but she couldn't stand seeing the hurt on your face.

“ Look what Maria means to say is that it's all good with us. You don't have to worry about anything and that we are sorry we brought it up in the first place.” ingrid then extended her arms and offered you a hug which you took. You hugged her and mapi again as they left your apartment. Once you found yourself alone in your house again you grabbed your ipad and smashed it to the ground cracking the screen. You left it there on the ground and went straight to bed.

While you slept soundly the couple were the ones that would stay awake late at night.

' you shouldn't have said it like that maria.’ reprimanded ingrid.

“ What did you want me to do? I couldn't just sit there and let her insult herself.” defended mapi.

“ I don't think we handled it right. We should have talked to her more.”

“ you have seen her when she closes herself off. You can't break through when she does that. Once she convinced herself with something you can't undo it. And now she convinced herself that we hate her which isn't true.”

“ We have to find a way to convince her otherwise. She can't leave.”

“ she won't, amor.”

The next day was travel day and you were the first on that bus. You sat in the front, put on your head phones and closed your eyes. The team knew from alexia not to bother you and alexia was informed by ingrid and mapi to let them handle your situation.

You didn't hear anybody get on the bus, you only realized what was happening when the bus started moving. You weren't bothered for the first 20 minutes of the ride but that didn't last long because somebody snatched an airpod from your ear.

“ No iPad today?” asked a smiling mapi who sat next to you . Ingrid sat in front of you.

“ No, I gave that up.”

“ It's a shame you were very good at it.” she responded.

“ Since when did you start drawing?” asked ingrid.

“ since I was a kid. My therapist used to encourage me to do it because I wasn't so good at expressing what i am feeling.”

“ and these drawings help you express your feelings?” you knew what ingrid was getting to and you didn't want to go there so you went for your phone to try and increase the volume of the airpod left in your ear but ingrid’s hand got to it first.

“ Yesterday we were scared that we would say the wrong thing. But today I would rather say the wrong thing than lose you nena.” what ingrid said shocked you.

“ So you were saying that drawing helps you express things right?” continues mapi.

“ yeah. I am not very good at words. I never was so I drew all the words I couldn't say. “

“ Do you have your ipad with you?” asked ingrid.

“ No, I don't have an ipad anymore i smashed it yesterday.”

“ why?”

“ because….” you were quickly interrupted by mapi “ don't you dare say it's creepy.”

A staff member interrupts your conversation by putting an envelope on the table.

“ room 1209, 3 beds like you asked.” she said looking at mapi.

“ What did you do?” you ask confused.

“ I am making sure you are not leaving.”

The bus stopped so you couldn't continue the conversation. You weren't left any room to protest the decision that was made for you as the couple were more stubborn than you are.

Once you got in the room you were hit with the reality that you were going to have to sleep in the same room as them.

“ mapi i can't stay here.”

“ why not?”

“ You know the reason why.”

“ No we dont.” said ingrid.

“ Please don't make me go through this. I promise I won't leave, just please don't make me.”

“ I don't understand why you are so upset right now. We are just going to share a room.

The couple knew that playing dumb would anger you enough that you would start talking. The melancholic look on their faces hit the nail on the head.

“ i cant be here because of the same reason i drew those fucking drawing.. I tried to get you out of my head by drawing you and fantasizing about you but i can't stay stop whatever i am feeling from coming out when i'm sleeping and you are cuddling next to me.”

“ Why would that bother you?” they continued to play on your built up anger.

“ It bothers me because I want to be in the middle of you. I want to be with you. That's why I drew you, that's why I fantasize about it and that's why I can't sleep here.” you weren't realizing what you were saying not until you said it and it hit you like a truck.

Suddenly , you see the couple moving two beds together, taking off their shoes, and laying on the bed. Ingrid then taps on the space between them calling you over.

“ you gotta be fucking kidding me?” you say.

“ We knew what you felt the day we saw you drawing but we thought we were just reaching or projecting our feelings towards you. Since yesterday we were trying to get you to admit your feelings so that we would do too but you kept on insulting yourself which was nice by the way so we resulted in playing dumb which clearly worked. “ said mapi.

“ We care about you, we don't want to lose you. We don't have to figure out everything right now so just come and lay with us please. “ added ingrid.

You were moving on autopilot when you took off your shoes and layed in the middle of the bed between them . you stared at ingrid’s eyes for long time before you moved or spoke.

“ Your eyes are so beautiful I could never capture them in a drawing.” you then look over at mapi “ and you smile i don't think i have never seen it up close. This is too much.” you try to get up but they stop you.

“ We don't have to do anything right now.” mapi handed you a notebook and a pen.

“ Why don't you draw this moment now.” you take the pen and the biggest smile spreads on your face as you get up, look at them, and start drawing as they admired you.

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mapis-putellas · 7 months ago

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Princess treatment

Pairing: Leah Williamson x reader

Words: 1645

Warnings: none

Summary: based on this request

Notes: this didn’t write as well as I wanted it to, so I apologise

[prompt list]

"You have two perfectly working legs, you know?"

Leah groans from her place on your back, her head bouncing softly against your shoulder as you carry her through the tunnel towards the changing room. She'd just played a full ninety minute match and due to the numerous tackles sent her way by the opposing team, her legs ached and everything just hurt.

The second you'd gotten close enough, she'd hugged you briefly before rounding your body and jumping on your back, your taller frame catching her with relative ease. Sometimes she helps hold herself up, but today she was fully limp in your arms and incredibly grateful you were strong enough to do so for her.

"I know, but you love me and my legs hurt." She whines as you push the changing room door open with your foot, ignoring the playful teasing sent your way as you carry Leah inside before sending her down beside her cubby.

She sighs audibly as she wraps her arms around your midriff and rests her chin against your chest, your hand cupping the back of her head and tugging playfully on her ponytail. "And you think mine don't?" You raise an eyebrow.

Leah simply glares, and you laugh softly as you place a kiss to her sweaty forehead before gently pushing her towards the showers. "Go shower. You stink."

Leah's jaw drops in mock offence as she places her hands on her hips. "And you think you don't?” She mocks you. “The audacity, man."

"I never said I didn't.” you shrug your shoulders, picking up your towel and playfully flicking it at her as you pass.

"Hey! Watch it!"

Twenty minutes later, you exit the shower fully clothed with your hair tied back into a loose braid. You're immediately greeted with the sight of Leah. She too was showered, clad in grey sweats and a matching hoodie with her damp blonde hair tied back into a messy ponytail. On her lap were her shoes and socks, her lips quirking up into a guilty smile when she catches your knowing gaze.

By now, the changing room was completely empty, and you sigh gratefully at the fact because you knew your next actions would have you both teased relentlessly. With a kiss to her forehead, you crouch down in front of her.

"Thank you, baby." She mumbles as you take the balled up socks before undoing them and slipping one onto each of her feet, her shoes following which you make sure to tie as tightly as she likes.

Obviously, Leah was more than capable of putting her own socks and shoes on, but back when she'd done her acl, that obviously hadn't been the case. She was unable to put her own pants on let alone bend to tie her shoes, so of course you'd taken over despite her many, many protests of being able to do it herself.

You'd once watched her try and stubbornly do so for over twenty minutes, and that had not been a fun experience for either of you.

It was something that had continued even as she got better, and had eventually shifted over to training too. (Though she did thankfully tie her own boots.)

"There we go, all done." You use her knees as leverage to return upright before holding out her hands. Leah was quick to take them, a content smile on her face as she leans up on her tiptoes and presses a kiss to your cheek.

"Thanks my love."

"You're welcome, Lee. Are you ready to go?" You hoist your kitbag onto your shoulder, brushing a loose strand of hair that had fallen out of your braid behind your ear.

Leah grins mischievously, and you raise an eyebrow as you watch her gather up her things before stepping up onto the bench and holding out her arms.

You give her a look that says, are you fucking kidding me, but all Leah does is bounce impatiently on her toes as she wiggles her fingers. You open up your mouth to say no, absolutely not, but your resolve gets thrown out of the window the second she pouts.

"Baby, please?" She murmurs, and you groan internally as you drop your bag and make your way over to her. The pout was immediately wiped from her lips as she grips your shoulders and turns you around, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and wrapping her legs around your waist.

"I love you." She kisses the side of your head, arms draped across your chest.

"Yeah yeah, I love you too." You grip her thighs and bounce her up slightly before once again picking up your bag, making your way out of the changing room.

She scoffs lightly as she lightly kicks your thighs, the pout audible in her voice as she speaks. "Alright, don't sound so thrilled about it."

You laugh softly, "Lee, of course I love you. I wouldn't carry you literally everywhere I go if I didn't."

"Hey! You don't carry me everywhere!"

"I don't? What about last week when we were at the shop? You didn't want to walk so I carried you the whole way round. Oh! Also the other day when went on that walk that you wanted us to go on and you literally lasted ten minutes before I had to pick you up. I also carry you to and from training practically every single day, with the exception of your fr-"

"Okay! Okay! I get it. You carry me a lot is it really that big a deal?"

"Oh no," you make it to the car, setting her down onto her feet before grabbing the keys and unlocking it. "I don't mind. It was you who got all defensive." You pull open the passenger side door and gesture for her to climb in.

"I did not get defensive!" She practically stomps her foot as she crosses her arms against her chest.

You purse your lips to stop your laugher as you nod your head. "Okay, you didn't. In the car please. I want to go home."

"But-"

"Baby, car."

"Defensive she says. How dare you?" she complies this time, slipping into the passenger seat whilst simultaneously continuing to grumble under her breath. You roll your eyes as you close the door and place your kitbags into the trunk before rounding the car to the drivers side, slipping inside and closing the door before buckling up your seatbelt.

When you see she hadn't done the same, you reach over and do it for her, lips quirking up into a smirk when you see her smile subtly at the action.

"Such a princess." You tease, giving her a gentle nudge before starting the engine.

Leah immediately gapes at you as she reaches over and slaps your thigh. "You take that back right now! I am not a princess!"

You laugh as you rub away the stinging sensation the slap had left behind, your free hand on the steering wheel manoeuvring the car out of the carpark.

"So you want me to lie?" You glance her way.

"Baby!" She whines as she drops her head back against the headrest of her seat, and you laugh softly as you reach out and place your hand on her thigh, giving it a soft squeeze.

"I'm just teasing, Lee. I'm sorry." You genuinely apologise despite knowing you'd only told her the truth. If your words had genuinely upset her, you wouldn't let them slip from your lips again.

Leah's pout slowly drops from her lips, and she hums in satisfaction as she tangles her fingers with your own. As you drive, you absentmindedly graze the pad of yours thumb over the back of her hand, the soft skin warming slightly beneath your touch.

The journey home was silent with the exception of the radio, so it was no surprise that you find Leah fast asleep against the window of the car as you pull into your driveway. Deciding your kits would be fine in the trunk until tomorrow, you exit the car almost silently before making your way round to the passenger side.

You open the door partially at first, slipping your hand through the gap to keep her from falling.

"Lee? We're home baby." You murmur as you pull the door open fully, reaching over her sleeping body to unbuckle her seatbelt. You gently trail the backs of your fingers against her cheek, hoping it would rouse her so she could make her own way inside.

But to absolutely no one's surprise, she remains asleep.

With a knowing smile, you lean into the car and pull her upper body flush against your own. Holding her there with your least dominant arm, you use the other to haul her out of the car and into your arms, her legs hanging loosely around your waist.

"Jesus." You grumble as you nearly topple backwards, bracing yourself against the car.

"Easy." You hear mumbled against your shoulder, and you automatically freeze with a quiet sigh.

"Of course you're not actually asleep.” You groan as you let go of her waist, her legs hooking tightly around your waist in response.

"I was until you practically manhandled me out of the car." She shoots back defensively.

You can't help but scoff as you slap her butt before wrapping your arms back around her waist, figuring if she was going to get down, she would have done so already. "Well excuse me for trying to be a good girlfriend."

"Sorry. I didn't mean it. I'm grouchy." She whispers as you single handedly pull out the house keys and shove them into the lock, twisting them to the right before pushing open the door and stepping inside.

"It's okay, baby," you assure as you place your keys on the small ceramic plate. "Dinner and then bed, okay?"

"Okay."

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insomniakisses · 2 months ago

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would you write established relationship alpha niamh helping reader with their heat but being away for the first day or two for an event or smth so reader is extra desperate for her by the time she’s home 🫶🫶

Let me help you

Warnings/Notes: 18+ Smut, MINORS DNI, omegaverse au, Alpha Niamh (She has a dick), Omega Reader (AFAB ANATOMY), mentions of heats, creampies, P in V sex, daddy kink, marking

You had gone into head a few days ago, trying to deal with it on your own to no avail. Niamh was away currently and had been for a few days, traveling for an important match. It’s why you didn’t call her. You couldn’t.

The minute you so much as suggested you were in heat she’d be speeding home to you, match be damned. You couldn’t have that, her career was important and she wouldn’t get far if she was always abandoning matches for you.

You’d taken pain killers and had been sleeping the days away, knowing if you started touching yourself and didn’t get a knot soon it would feel so much worse.

Unbeknownst to you, Niamh was coming home a day earlier than planned and was about to walk in any minute.

“Baby?” Niamh called out into the seemingly empty house, no noise greeting her back. Not even the low hum of the TV or the sound of the shower running. Strange.

Her face pulling in confusion she sets her kitbag down and slips off her jacket, leaving her in her shorts and chelsea hoodie.

Kicking her shoes off next she makes her way upstairs, feet hurriedly slapping against the hardwood floor as she hurries to your shared bedroom.

“Baby where are yo-“ her sentence falls flat as she pushes open the door and sees you.

Lying naked on the bed shivering from the slight fever your neglected head has set in and tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. “N-N-Niamh….” You whimper, lip wobbling as you reach a shakey hand to her.

“It’s okay baby, I’m here” she coos slipping off her shirts and hoodie, her underwear following as she throws everything in a heap by the bed.

Your girlfriend, now naked, hurriedly crawling on top of you and pulling you into a sweet kiss. “Let me help you baby” she whispers as she trails kisses across your neck coming to a halt at your mating gland softly sucking and nibbling at it as she spreads your legs.

She guides you softly into the mating press position groaning when she runs her tip through your folds and feels how wet you are. Slick practically dripping from you as she guides herself in both of your heads being thrown back, eyes rolling in pleasure.

“Fuck baby, that’s it let daddy take care of you” she groans leaning to kiss and bite across your neck.

She sets a deep soft pace, fucking into you lovingly as she holds you close. Guiding your legs to lock around her as she sinks deeper relishing your moans and whines as she thrusts deep into you.

“Daddy please” you whine tugging her closer helplessly just needing to cum, she chuckles and nibbles onto your mate gland getting you ready to be re-marked.

Her land slips down to rub at your clit softly bringing you to the edge as she nears her own. Her breathing becoming pants and groans as she twitches inside you.

“That’s it, that’s it baby. Cum for daddy” she whispers against your neck shooting a load deep into you as you clench hard cumming around her cock.

You whimper feeling hot spurts of cum continuously shoot into you as she eases her knot in, slipping it in with a pop the two of you letting out needy groans before she bites down onto your neck, re-marking you as her omega. Soothing your whines as she rubs your clit, your eyes flickering shut as all the sensations.

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mj0702 · 11 months ago

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The other Bronze – Pt. 18 🔞

I just want to put it out there that this chapter contains adult stuff - Minors do not read it!!!

“So violent” G teased as she bit down lightly

“Fuck” a low moan escaped your lips

“Soon” your girlfriend chuckled against your neck

After the elevator doors opened again you stepped outside into the corridor and whistled lowly

“Damn.... even the corridor looks so SO fancy” you looked impressed before you get pushed forward by your girlfriend

“You really want to stand out here and gawk at the corridor while we could do something more satisfying?” Georgia mumbled against the back of your neck using her complete body to push you towards your room

“Oh my... Miss Stanway... what has gotten into you?” you giggled letting her maneuver you down the hallway

“Nothing for a while” your girlfriend murmured which made you grin

“Are we a little desperate?” you chuckled as you checked the room numbers you got pushed past

“I haven't had anytime with my girlfriend in nearly two month” Georgia growled as you finally found your room and you quickly opened the door

“Fuck me...” you breathed out overwhelmed when you entered the room “Wow”

“Damn Sarina” Georgia said behind you shocked “This room is bigger as my flat in Munich”

“It's beautiful” you said in awe as you slowly walked further into the room looking around with wide eyes

“We so going to use of this bed” your girlfriend smirked obviously only one thing in mind

“Get your head out of the gutter...” you said playfully as you went on discovering the room going through a door standing in the bathroom “... okay... we're so going to use that tub”

You looked at the bathtub which was standing right under a big window facing Covent Garden but still private enough so you easily could take a bath without being seen. You stood at the window looking down at the business in which people hushed in and out of the place when you felt a pair of hands on your waist and you immediately leaned backwards into Georgias embrace.

“A bath actually sound wonderful” your girlfriend mumbled against your hair pulling you against her even tighter “You want one?”

“Yeah... please...” you murmured your eyes closing enjoying the closeness the two of you were sharing

“Okay... I'll set it up and get you...” Georgia mumbled against your hair pushing you a little away signaling you to go into the bedroom

You flopped down onto the big King size bed grabbing the remote from the side table and switched on the TV. Of course the first face that greeted you on screen was Alex Scott herself talking about the upcoming games – mainly the Manchester Derby in a few Days. You thought about asking Lucy if you could stay for the game since you had enough people to look out for you. Tooney would always have an eye on you – question was who had an eye on Toons. You chuckled to yourself thinking how Mary literally locked the two of you into different lockers the last time she had to look after you. To your defense it wasn't your fault – nor Tooneys – that there was jello powder in the guests locker room and that all their stuff got all jello-ed when sprinkled them kitbags with water. Leah, Beth and the rest of the Arsenals weren't happy that day. You'll never forget Vivs disgusted face when she pulled one of her socks out of her bag and it was all slimed up. You'd also never forget how Katie McCabe tried to come for you and just slipped and slided around the locker-room since the floor was slimy as well. You learned a lot of Irish curse words that day. The game had to be delayed due to an “accident” with the Arsenal kits and United had to pay a fine since Tooney was involved in your little stunt. Leah was so annoyed with you that she actually signed cutting her throat in your direction before the game started. You on the other hand just laughed loudly and flipped her off. Leila who was there to just say hi to you and to see how you were doing had a field day with all the clips you showed her of Katie McCard and got you the biggest slushy you've ever seen as a treat. She knew that it was part of your healing process and that you indeed were doing better – what didn't stop her from keeping an eye on you. It was pure luck she answered the phone that day. She didn't look who was calling otherwise she wouldn't have answered since it was an unknown number. But thankfully she did answer and the second she heard you crying into the phone that you didn't mean to and you're scared she already had her car keys in her hand on her way out of the door. Leila didn't even cared that she wasn't wearing shoes. She just knew whoever called needed help and that it was up to her to provide that help. Leila kept you on the phone until she was sprinting through the little park seeing you hunched over on a bench. Up to this point she didn't knew who was on the other side of the line but the second she saw your form she knew exactly who you were – the best kept secret in Womens Football. You were Lucy Bronzes baby sister. Leila came to a skirting halt right in front of you her phone on the ground by this point and she knew she had no choice than to make you throw up. So she did what possibly no one would've done – she hauled you up and bend you over standing behind you prying your mouth open and pushing two of her long fingers down your throat until she saw how your body try to reject her digits and if this wasn't enough she sneaked her arm around your torso holding you tightly putting pressure on your stomach so you really started to throw up.

The moment Leila was sure you were somewhat done with emptying your stomach content into the bushes she pulled you upright turning you around to face her. The sight that greeted her broke her heart. You looked so lost, scared and just – Leila would say broken. You realized there and then that it wasn't Hempo who you called and you scrambled away from the strange woman. Leila left you some space talking to you in her at this time broken english assuring you that everything will be okay. Somehow you knew deep inside you that you could trust her and you started to let her come nearer until she was right in front of you again and that second you just broke down crying in her arms. She held you before carefully maneuvering you towards her car asking you if she should call Lucy which set you into a full blown panic attack. Leila immediately retreated into offering to drive you home – which wasn't much better than calling Lucy. So she asked who you wanted to call in the first place and you choked out a “Hempo” and that's what Leila did without any further question. Saying that Hempo freaked out was an understatement. She made Leila driving you straight to hospital while she already texted Mary.

Hospital was the worst part. They immediately shoved a tube down your throat to pump and flush your stomach to make sure to get everything out – you were pretty sure your stomach came out that day too. Keira always said you eat like a bottomless pit and you were fully convinced that's because you didn't have a stomach anymore and it was the hospitals fault. They kept you for supervision but at least you could convince them not calling your emergency contact – which was Lucy of course. Mary promised them she would call someone who would be able to look after you without getting your sister involved. In all honesty all of them were scared that Lucy would find out and she'll wouldn't even need a plane to come back to England to rip them all a new one – she would just use her anger and run above the water like Jesus Bronze. So Mary decided pretty quickly to inform the next best person – Leah Williamson herself. To say Leah nearly crawled through the phone was the understatement of the century. The blonde called her teammate Beth Mead immediately after she hung up with Mary and they basically both jumped into Leahs car and made it to Manchester in just a little more than three hours. After you heard that you just knew that Leah broke basically every existing traffic law – the speeding tickets she received weeks later just proved your point. To be honest you couldn't have asked for a better support than Leah and Meado. Leah decided the second she laid eyes on you in the hospital bed that she would take you home with her – even if she had to fight your parents for it. You looked so pale and small that she had to muster up every strength she had left in her body to not break down crying next to you. That lasted until your eyes fluttered open the next morning and you noticed who sat beside your bed. Leah held your hand in hers loosely but the second she felt you moving just the tiniest bit her eyes snapped up to meet yours.

“I'm sorry” you whispered your throat sore from the events the day before

“Why pumpkin? Why did you do it?” Leah whispered back not wanting to wake up Meado who slept on the small couch in your room

“I... I don't know...” you rasped out

“You're coming home with Beth and me...” the blonde said and you knew you wouldn't have a choice

“Okay” you said defeated

“You don't put up a fight?” Leah asked surprised

“I don't want it to happen again... I want help Leah... I NEED help” you whispered and Leah saw the tears forming in your eyes

“We'll get you all the help you need pumpkin” the blonde promised removing the tears which now ran down your cheeks with her thumb “... we're all gonna help you – I promise pumpkin... whoever you want or need... we're all there”

“Thank you” you choked out

“It's gonna be okay pumpkin... I promise” this time Leah couldn't hold back her own tears before wedging herself next to you into the bed pulling you into her side just holding you tightly while you cry silently into her shoulder

“Hey...” Georgias soft voice pulled you back into the present

“Yeah?” you looked at her a little bit dazed

“Where did you go?” your girlfriend plopped down next to you gently poking your head “I called you four times”

“Back to Manchester...” you mumbled a little bit ashamed

“Manchester?” Georgia asked surprised “You miss home?”

“God no... there's nothing that holds me there... home is where my family is... where you are” you smiled carefully “... back to the time where I...”

“Where you thought it would be a good idea to play pill roulette in the middle of a park?” your girlfriend asked

“Yeah... wasn't a good idea” you said ashamed

“It wasn't... but it's in the past and you can't change it” Georgia said keeping her voice soft “... you just need to promise to never do it again”

“I promise... Leah would probably bring me back from the dead to choke me to death anyway... not worth it..” you tried to crack a joke

“She has to beat me to it then...” G smiled softly “... even if I didn't think you and me would work the way we do... I don't want a world without you.. never ever again”

“You should write that down and reuse it when you propose to me” you chuckled

“Even if I write it down... I'll probably lose it and then I'm fucked...” Georgia smirked pushing her nose into your neck “... I'll just wing that proposal”

“Please don't... I remember the speech you winged the night before Leahs 100 Cap... it was horrible” you laughed

“Excuse you.... I totally rocked that speech” your girlfriend exclaimed shocked

“You started with “100 Caps is not really a big achievement considering your age and how long you already play for the Lionesses”.... not even I would be so stupid to say that” you rolled your eyes laughing

“It was sarcasm” Georgia started to poke your sides knowing you were tickle-ish

“Make a sign next time....” you started to laugh harder

“Stop... G please... stop... I can't” you choked out between laughter

“Say that my speech was amazing” your girlfriend laughed next to you not stopping to tickle you

“It was horrible...” you laughed

“Amazing... you just don't know the definition of amazing” Georgia now moved to straddle you

“I know the definition of amazing perfectly well... look it up... next to amazing is my picture” you smirk

“You wish...” your girlfriend smirked right back “... but if I remember right you called ME amazing not even 24 hours ago”

“Not you....” you grinned “... the things you do to me....”

“There's more where that came from” Georgia husked leaning forward to press a passionate kiss to your lips

It surprised your every time how your girlfriend could switch from thoughtful to goofy to passionate. This time was no difference – it was like she knew what you needed before you knew yourself. It took her mere seconds to change you from being stuck in your own head into a moaning squirming mess. The way she kept you in place, her hands pinning yours into the mattress her weight on upper legs showing you in the most soft way who was in charge just made you feel safe and so SO turned on. You moaned lowly into the kiss making Georgia smirk against your lips.

“Looks like you enjoying yourself” your girlfriend teased after she ended the kiss but made no move her lips millimeters away from yours

“Teeny tiny bit” you panted back

“Just teeny tiny?” Georgia husked against your lips

“Maybe tiny” you gave in

“I think it's more than just tiny...” the blonde grinned her voice teasing

“... I know you Baby – I know how you moan and groan... how you whimper and beg... how you whine and squirm... and how you look and FEEL when you come...” Georgia said her voice now deeper and her eyes nearly black

“Then please...” you begged oh so quietly

“I made us a bath... would be a shame to let it go to waste don't you think?” your girlfriend asked but you know she didn't really asked – it was an information

Just as you thought she got up and off the bed seconds later letting you behind flustered and panting as she walked through the room towards the bathroom.

You watched as your girlfriend got rid of her clothes on the way ready to step into the bathtub. You shamelessly stared at her back how her muscles moved when she reached behind her back to unclasped her bra and threw the garment to the side. You were by far not the religious type but dear jesus this woman had you on your knees praying the “Father our”

You got up not so smooth as Georgia did – nearly falling off the bed as you followed her path now standing into the door that separated the bath- and bedroom

She graciously stepped into the bathtub and sank down in the warm water. You saw in the dim light from the next room how Georgia immediately relaxed and closed her eyes for a minute just soaking the calm and peacefulness in. She opened her eyes again looking at you a slight smirk tugging on the edge if her mouth

“You coming baby?” G asked her voice raspy

“Nuh huh” you nodded looking like an idiot rooted in place just staring at her dumbfounded

“Water is amazing…” your girlfriend held your stare and again her voice deeper as usual

She knew exactly what she was doing to you. That deep husky voice got you ever time. You started to undress yourself by pulling the shirt over your head leaving you in your jeans and a bra. You were by all means not shy about your body – growing up with Lucy definitely help shaping your body and even now you worked out every day so your body wasn’t far off from the players around you. But there was one thing you still were incredible insecure about. The scars on your knees. The permanent reminders that you never going to be a professional athlete. Georgia noticed your hesitation as you fumbled a little bit with the button of your jeans

“Don’t over think… it’s just me” she whispered lowly knowing exactly why you hesitated

“I hate them” you mumbled back feeling extremely vulnerable breaking the eye contact

“It’s just me” your girlfriend repeated “if you’re feeling uncomfortable we just stop”

With one deep breath you pushed your jeans down leaving you in your boxer short and your bra. You couldn’t muster up the strength to find your girlfriends eyes again as you made quick work of getting rid if the last two pieces remaining

“So beautiful” Georgia breathed out watching your naked silhouette getting surrounded by the light from the other room

“Come here baby” she instructed you knowing you needed the guidance

You tenderly took a careful step towards the tub nervousness radiating from your body

“You’re doing so good.. come on in baby… join me… just a bath” Georgia spoke lowly and held out a hand for you

You grabbed her hand and stepped into the bath sinking down into the water positioning yourself between her legs with your back laying against her front as her hands immediately snuck around your middle. Her head immediately rested on your shoulder again as you felt yourself relaxing in her embrace.

“You are so beautiful… can’t believe that I’m the only one who gets to see this beauty ” Georgia whispered as she started to kiss your neck “Still can’t believe you’re mine”

“Only yours” you whimpered as she bit down on your neck lightly and if you’d be even half coherent you’d be embarrassed by yourself how quickly she reduced you to a whimpering mess

“Only mine” your girlfriend confirmed switching between bites and kisses up and down your neck

“I should make sure everyone knows….” She mumbled against your skin before biting down a little harder but not hard enough to leave a mark “… but then again we have to face reality in two days again and I’m not keen on getting murdered by your sister when I just got you”

“Don’t bring her up right now…” you grumbled “… not a good moment”

“Sorry” G breathed against your neck before turning your face with her hand to capture your lips in a soft kiss.

The kiss didn’t stay soft for long as you turned your body slightly in her embrace. You were on your side on top of her now as the kiss heated up and your girlfriend slipped her tongue into your mouth. A needy whiny moan escaped your throat as she dominated the kiss – and your whole body.

“You need something baby?” she smirked after she broke the kiss leaving you breathless

Your brain was mush at this point and if someone asked you what your name was while holding a gun to your head you’d definitely die.

You whined needy you now fully on top of Georgia your hands pressing against her hips to help you holding your upper body afloat

“Baby… words… we clarified before that you need to ask for the things you need and want” your girlfriend husked against your lips

“Baby…. Please” you begged feeling your core clench at Georgia soft display of dominance.

You knew she can be a force to be reckon with – she’s shown it more than once on the field. But with you Georgia was always soft. Careful even. She always made sure you are comfortable with what she’s doing. Always checked in if you are okay. You still get your fair share of experimenting around but your girlfriend always put your comfort first.

“Please what baby… use your words” she teased smirk on her lips as her hands wander down to your ass

“Please” you whined again your head falling forward on her collarbone as you hip rocked forward

Your girlfriend just chuckled as she bend her knee and she planted her foot against the bottom of the tub. G grabbed your waist and gently lifted you over her thigh.

The moment your middle made contact with her thigh you moaned deeply your head still on Gs collarbone. You couldn’t contain the movement of your hip as you pressed down on the firm muscle of your girlfriend

“That’s it Baby… keep going” your girlfriend encouraged you slightly guiding your hip with her hands

“Feels good baby” you moan against her

“Keep going love… make yourself come on my thigh” Georgia mumbled flexing the muscles in her leg

Your hip snapped forward again at the sudden hardness and a loud moan left your throat

“So beautiful… you look so fucking beautiful fucking yourself on my thigh babe… you’re close already aren’t you?” your girlfriend growled in your ear her hands never leaving your waist but she stopped guiding you and retreated in just giving you the comfort of her touch

You nodded against her shoulder not capable of answering vocally as your rhythm falters slightly

“You know what to do” Georgia smirked knowing she’s pushing it right now

“Please” you begged your body trembling as you felt that familiar pull in your stomach

“No baby… properly” your girlfriend growled now stopping your rocking hips

You whined pathetically your breathing labored as you desperately try to move your lower half again chasing that first orgasm of many for the night but your girlfriend held on tightly forcing you still.

“G please” you begged again

“No baby… come on… we established since the beginning how this is working” Georgia said her voice a dominant undertone

You whined again feeling overwhelmed with the need to find relief

“You know what to do if you want to come, my love ” your girlfriend smirked waiting for you to finally break your resistance

“Please… please baby… please may I come” you moaned out and immediately your girlfriend pulled your lower half forward and down on her thigh

“There we go… good girl” Georgia praised you smirking “Come babe” she instructed you

Your body shook as you moaned loudly when you felt the orgasm wash over you before you sacked forward panting hard against your girlfriends neck who immediately embraced you in a loving reassuring hug.

“Come on baby... let's get out of here” your girlfriend said softly after a few minutes “Water gets cold”

“Mhm” you nodded against Georgias neck your eyes closed breathing in her scent

Georgia tried to pry you off her but no use – so she did what every good girlfriend would do. She just stood up with you in her arms. You thanked every available God that your girlfriend was a pro athlete that was able to do such things because you were still in no state of standing up yourself. Georgia grabbed a big towel throwing it over you before carrying you into the bedroom laying you down on the big bed but you still didn't let go

“Baby I need to let go for a second, I need to clean the bathroom” your girlfriend said softly but you just shook your head

“Need you G” you murmured “Missed you so much”

“What do you need baby...” Georgia had a feeling what you needed but like always she wanted – and needed – you to verbalize it

“Need all of you...” you mumbled pressing your nose deeper into the skin of her neck “... I need you to fuck me so I can't walk until we see each other again”

You heard how your girlfriends breath hitches and you know she weights pro and cons so you did what you were sure would let Georgia decide in your favor. You started to nuzzle against her neck and softly kissed her under her ear. Just like you thought it worked and the next moment you felt you back hit the mattress with your girlfriend hovering over you

“You think you can take whatever I give you?” Georgia growled lowly staring down on you with dark eyes

“Did before, didn't I?” you challenged her

“Don't get bratty, Baby.... you know you'll regret it later” your girlfriend warned you before leaning down pushing your head to the side with her nose getting more access to your neck

“First I'm gonna make you come on my tongue...” Georgia started kissing down your neck “... then on my fingers” she bit down on your collarbone getting a moan out of you “... and THEN if you were good and listened to what I said... then on my strap” she licked over your nipple and you arched your back with your breath already becoming labored again.

Just the thought of what your girlfriend wanted to do to you had you dripping in seconds

“Babe.. please” you husked out while your hand threaded through long blond hair trying to get Georgia to go a little rougher on you

“Patience” your girlfriend mumbled against your breast before she bit down softly

“Fuck me” you moaned a little louder and your hips automatically rock against her lower half

“What's your safe word?” Georgia let go of your hard nipple with a small plopp

“You never pushed me that far” you said lowly

“Tell me Baby...” the blonde pushed a little “... we won't do anything if you don't tell me your safe word”

“Red if I need you to stop, yellow if I need you to slow down... Penalty if I can't take the physical contact” you listed off knowing Georgia needed to know not only because she wanted to test you but also so she was settled herself.

She couldn't bare the thought of hurting you in any way. Georgia herself invented the extra safe word after an incident where you got so overwhelmed with just everything (it was at your first shared experience and G apparently did her job more than right) that you freaked out and tried to run. If it wasn't for Georgias quick reaction you probably would've run and would have never come back. That's something she also learned pretty quickly – if you didn't want to be found nobody could find you.

“Good girl” the blonde purred starting to kiss the small valley between your breasts and downwards

Georgia sucked a hickey just above your belly button where no one could see it – even tho she would like to mark you as hers so much more obvious but her fear of Lucy ripping her throat was too big for your girlfriend to actually go through with it.

The blonde shuffled a little more downwards so she was laying in between your legs pressing soft kisses and bites to your thighs. Your hand found her hair again and you tried to get her where you wanted her the most by tugging a little bit on the blonde makeshift pony tail. But with the tease your girlfriend was at times the only thing you got out of her was a warning growl

“Stop it or I'll stop...” Georgia looked up from in between your legs and you moaned at the sheer sight of it “... my night – my rules – my pace... you asked for ME to fuck you so I will do as I please”

“Stop teasing then...” you whined

“Baby... you know I'm not fond of being told what to do... If I want to take my time and want to enjoy myself going as slow as I want... then I'll do that and you'll be patient otherwise I will edge you the whole night and some without letting you come at all... are we clear?” the blonde raised an eyebrow at you in question

“Crystal... just.. please Baby... PLEASE” you threw your head back into the pillows whining desperately

“You begging already?” Georgia smirked and just when you wanted to throw back a sarcastic jab she lowered her head not wasting any time pushing her tongue deep inside your pussy

“FUCK” you moaned deeply your hips rocking against your girlfriends face trying to get more pleasure

Even knowing that it wasn't the best idea to coax Georgia to give you more than she was willing to give you at this point you couldn't help yourself and to your surprise your girlfriend let you get away with it just going so far to sneak her hands under your legs to lay them on top of your hips holding you still while she worked her tongue deeper and faster into you. The noises you made were at this point straight up pornographic but you didn't care since you were far FAR away from your sister and any peering ears. You felt that familiar pull in the lower half of your stomach and honestly you were a little embarrassed at how fast Georgia got you to this point.

“Baby... I... I.. “ you panted (or was it a moan) out knowing she would understand and she sure did

Mere seconds before you came she pulled back with a shit eating grin her mouth and chin covered with your arousal.

“NO.... please no... don't do this... Please!” you whimpered frustrated

“You really think I would let you come after you tried to take matters into you own hand and try to make me go faster?” the blonde smirked “You should know better Baby”

“I'm sorry... I'm sorry... SO sorry... I just couldn't...” you started to ramble desperately

“That's why I'm helping you now Baby...” Georgia cooed but you know it was just show and that she didn't care how much she was teasing you “... you not gonna do it again will you now?”

“No I promise...” you whimpered

“I know Baby... you're gonna be my good girl will you?” your girlfriend smirked

“Yes... yes so good....” you nodded your head quickly

“Good... try that stunt again and I'll stop for good” the blonde warned before diving right in between your legs again pulling a loud moan from your lips

She knew what she was doing to you curling her tongue just the right way licking your walls and it took you so much restraint NOT to buck your hips again but with the little distraction of you biting your arm you managed barely to do so. Georgia noticed how you fought your own body and decided to step it up a notch, bringing her hand around your waist once more and putting light pressure on your clit with her thumb. Of course you couldn't hold back when she did that and your hips bucked against her face what resulted in Georgia pulling back from your center again

“Oh Baby...” the blonde said her voice dripping with disappointment “... I know you can do better than this... you really want a repeat from last time you couldn't listen to me?”

Tears of frustration were building in your eyes and you shook your head no remembering just how much Georgia can tease and in the end deny you your release. The last time she decided to test your limits she kept you on edge for two days (and nights) straight and you were ready to die. Not only did she keep you on the brim of your orgasm she also teased you endlessly through out the days and whenever Lucy was near you had to act like you weren't about to break down in a crying overly horny dripping mess.

For everyone else Georgia Stanway was this sweet goof always laughing always joking but when you looked closely enough at her playing you knew that she can be a completely different person. She told you right from the start that she likes to have control in the bedroom and over her partner to a certain point which you happily agreed with since you were not really experienced in any aspects of a relationship. Did you manage to get some pleasure on your own? Yes but you still had no idea what to do to other people. Georgia was sweet and loving and patient with you from the very first kiss. Showed you what she liked and what she didn't like. She coaxed you out of your initial hesitation and fear of doing something wrong by just being patient. She always checks in with you when she wants to try something and even through the process she still keeps a close eye on you so she wouldn't push you too far out of you comfort zone.

“You know what we'll do now, don't you baby?” Georgia said like it was the most obvious thing in the world and you nodded a small whine escaping your lips

“Three times... you think you can do that for me Baby?” your girlfriend took a little pity on your desperate state pressing a soft kiss to your hip bone before resting her chin on that same spot

Again you nodded your head furiously trying to prove just how well you can listen. But you knew it wouldn't be easy to tell Georgia three times the point when you were about to come knowing she'll stop whatever she was doing right this moment. Edging you over and over again was Georgias most favorite thing to do at this point. Seeing how desperate you were for her – and just for her. Seeing all these emotions that were just for her to see. Making all these little sounds for only her to hear. She also knew that if it would get too much you would tell her – both of you had a really long chat about the importance of limits and accepting those. The last time she would have edged you even more but end of the second night when she pulled her fingers out of you for the umpteenth time you choked out a “yellow” and immediately her whole demeanor switched from dominating to caring. She let you calm down telling you over and over how good you were and that she promise to make you come as soon as you were ready. And oh boy did she keep her word. You were pretty sure you passed out at one point but hearing your girlfriend whisper all those praises into your ear made up for that.

“Just three?” you asked carefully biting your lower lip

“Just three... if you're being good” your girlfriend confirmed this time using her finger to tease your entrance lightly

A shiver ran through your body and you fisted the sheet tightly in your hand like an anchor so you wouldn't end up with more punishment

“So wet... you really enjoying yourself Baby don't you?” the blonde between your legs teased collecting your arousal with her finger before sucking it off said digit moaning lowly

“Please G... please” you whimpered but still held as still as possible

“Don't forget to tell me Baby... every time you come without my permission I'll add another one” Georgia said her voice a little warning undertone before she carefully pushed one finger into your dripping opening

“Fuck” your girlfriend swore under her breath before looking up at you from her position “... you're still so tight Baby... even after all the times I fucked you with the strap you're still so so tight...”

“M'sorry” you whimpered losing the common sense battle against the ecstasy that was shooting through your body

“No Baby... that's so fucking hot” Georgia mumbled shuffling her body over yours so she had firstly a better angle of her hand and secondly could watch your face “It just means I have to gently fuck you open so you can take my dick”

You moaned loudly when you heard the blondes dirty words turning you on even more

“You like that hm?” she asked her voice deep next to your ear while she oh so gently started to work her finger in and out of you “You like it when I make you take my dick... starting slow and gently just to work you up until you're so open that I can basically jackhammer into your sweet pussy without any resistance”

“Baby I... I... about...” you moaned out loudly the thought (and promise) what your girlfriend had planned for you

The second you told her you were about to come any second now she pulled her finger out of you drawing a small whine from your throat

“You did so good Baby... so good for telling me” the blonde said soothingly pressing soft kissed under your ear “... just two more times”

She waited until your breathing returned to normal helping you calm down with soft soothing words and kisses

“Okay?” Georgia asked again feeling how you started to get restless again

“Yeah okay...” you confirmed

“Color?” the blonde checked again knowing how much this can take out of you

“Green... oh so fucking green” you huffed out a small smile tugging on your lips

“Good.... just wanted to make sure” Georgia smiled back starting to rub light circles over your clit

“I lo... fuck” you started to answer before you choked on your own spit

“You what?” your girlfriend smirked putting a little more pressure on the small bud

“Love you...” you panted out quickly before you moaned again

“Aw Baby... I love you too” the blonde smiled pressing a soft kiss to your lips letting her finger slide downwards entering you once again

“There we go... taking my finger so well already... god I love how you feel around my finger Baby” Georgia moaned quietly and nudged your jaw so you would move your head granting her access to your neck and throat

She started to kiss and lightly bite – again no visible marks because of fear of Lucy – while she worked her finger in and out of your tight channel a little more rougher than before

“Think you can take a second one Baby?” Georgia mumbled against your neck feeling how you opened up a little more your pussy excepting her finger more easily

“Yes... yes I can... please” your body was trembling already again but you wanted to how you could hold on and hopefully make Georgia proud

It was a stupid thing to think and you knew it because she always was proud of you but you just needed this little approval and praise whenever you gave over your body to her. The blonde discovered pretty quickly that you had a praise kink always seeking the approval you somehow never received from anyone especially your parents – but this was a whole other topic

“Relax for me Baby... I know you can be so good for me” the blonde murmured against your neck scraping her teeth along the side “I know you're my good girl and I'm so proud of you for listening so well...”

You moved your head towards Georgias pressing your cheek against hers in a matter of comfort feeling how her middle finger teased your entrance as she tried to accept her second digit

“Relax Baby” the blonde said again her voice soft knowing that even you both had sex a few times now it was all still new to you “Just relax for me and let me do the rest okay”

You bit your lip hard trying to follow the small command Georgia had given you but with you being on edge already it wasn't as easy as normally

“G... I can't....” you choked out trembles shooting right from your core through your body

“Still green Baby?” your girlfriend asked lifting her head away from your neck looking at your face intensely searching for any sign of discomfort

“Yes... yes... green... I just... can't...” you panted and Georgia understood what you tried to tell her

“Spread your legs” Georgia ordered you her voice a little more stern leaving your body to sit back on her heels between your legs

“Like that.... good girl” the blonde praised you after you let your legs fall open “...I know you're trying Baby and I know it's not easy... but I know you can relax for me”

You took a deep breath closing your eyes feeling your muscles relax under the watchful eyes of your girlfriend

“There see... not so hard” Georgia said feeling how your walls loosen around her index finger “Now we can keep going.... breath Baby”

You kept your breath deep and even feeling the stretch and the slight burn when your girlfriend slowly pushed her second finger inside you

“Fuck Baby... you look so beautiful” the blonde growled letting you adjust for a hot minute before she started to gently fuck her fingers in and out of you

“Won't last long” you panted and moaned squirming slightly

“You don't need to last my Beauty” Georgia said her eyes transfixed on her fingers disappearing inside your pussy

She kept her rhythm gentle but after a few minutes her strokes began to go deeper which didn't go unnoticed by you or your girlfriend considering how loud you moaned after a particular deep thrust from her

“You're doing so well Baby... I'm so proud of you” the blonde said softly leaning forward to kiss your breast biting your nipple lightly

“Fuck Babe... I... I can't... G...” you moaned whimpering trying to push her away a little and immediately you felt empty again your girlfriend pulling her fingers out

Your walls contracting around nothing pulling a loud whine from your throat the tears that pooled in your eyes again threatening to spill down your cheeks

“So good Baby... you're doing so good for me...” you faintly heard the voice of your girlfriend as your body trembled and you worried it was just this split second to late

“It's okay my Love – you're doing such a good job telling me every time... I'm so proud of you” Georgia stroked her flat hands up and down your body trying to help you to calm down

After a few minutes – but definitely not as fast as before – your breathing started to get more regular again and you whined lowly letting the blonde know you needed more contact than just her hands on your body. Thankfully she understood your silent request and laid down next to you pulling you into her arms

“You did so good Baby.... just once more okay?” she mumbled against your hair while you pressed your face against her neck

“I can't...” you tried weakly but you knew that Georgia would edge you once more as long as you wouldn't use one of your safe words

“Color?” the blonde mumbled a little concern in her voice

“Green” you whispered

“I'll ask again Baby and I want you to be honest” Georgia said her voice soft her eyes finding yours after she pushed your head up using her finger under your chin “Color?”

“Green” you said again your eyes never leaving hers

“Okay...” the blonde smiled softly as she continued to hold you tightly against her body

With her other hand she stroke lightly over your ribs down your body over your hips until she reached your knee pulling it up and over her waist

“Just once more Baby.... you're doing so good” she murmured against your forehead holing your leg in place until she was sure you wouldn't move it “One more time Baby and then you can come”

Your head made it back into the crook of her neck whining slightly knowing already that this time it would be extremly hard to hold back since Georgia let herself go a little more on these occasions. She was always more determent and a little rougher knowing it would make it so much harder on you and so much more beautiful for her. Just like she knew you you knew her just as much – the second her hand sneaked between your bodies and she adjusted her hold on you you knew you were in for it. As you expected she quickly collected some of your juice before pressing both of her long slim fingers into you without any warning. You jerked once still getting a little bit surprised by her action but the soothing kiss pressed to the crown of your hair made you still your movements

“There we go... taking me like you were made just for me” Georgia said feeling how tight your pussy was around her two fingers

She started to fuck you with deep strong thrusts that had your head spinning and your walls tighten even more

“You feel so good around my fingers Baby...” your girlfriend moaned against your head while you couldn't muster up the strength to reply verbally so you just whined again biting into her collarbone “... next I'm gonna make you come on my dick you know.... I packed your favorite” Georgia growled speeding up her thrusts even more feeling how you started to tremble in her arms again

“Baby....” you whined but your girlfriend saw right through you

“Nu-uh” the blonde shook her head slightly “... you're not there yet... I can feel that you're not there....” she said before starting to really fuck her fingers into you hitting that one magical spot over and over again

The first time she hit it it made you scream out in pleasure with Georgia smirking proudly into your hair. Now – with her repeat probing it – it send you nearly flying... nearly

“Gonna come... Babe... gonna...” you squeaked at this point feeling your walls tighten not wanting to let Georgias finger go ever again

But yet again your girlfriend managed to pull out of you just in time and this time you couldn't hold back the loud desperate frustrated whine as tears starting to roll down your cheeks

“Just a second Baby... I'm gonna make you feel so good in just a second okay” the blonde growled letting go of you quickly getting of the bed

You couldn't stop the way you whimpered when she suddenly let go of you but the next thing you noticed was how Georgia maneuvered you onto your back and nudged your legs apart with her knees

“Color?” your girlfriend asked sounding a little desperate herself now

“Green” you choked out “Just G... PLEASE”

“On it Baby girl...” the blonde huffed out and you felt the cold silicon from the head of the strap-on being teased at entrance as Georgia made sure to use your own arousal to lube the fake dick up so it wouldn't hurt you which caused you to whine desperately “... I know Baby... but I need you to take a deep breath”

You did as Georgia told you and took one then a second deep breath as you felt the head getting slowly pushed through your folds and into your tight sensitive pussy

“Fuuuuuck” you moaned out deeply and you heard your girlfriend moan on top of you too

“So fucking tight” Georgia grunted holding still after she pushed just the head into you

After a minute which you needed to adjust to the new intrusion before you gave your girlfriend a small nod. Georgia leaned forward down on her elbows which were on either side of your head as she pressed a loving kiss on your lips which quickly got heated while she pushed the strap oh so slowly into you. When she was about half way she pulled back out and slowly back in but this time a little deeper. Like that she managed to fuck the whole strap into you with a slow gentle rhythm until she bottomed out growling deeply feeling her hips connect with yours

“So perfect Baby... you're so perfect for me and my dick... you were made to get fucked by me” the blonde growled against your neck and had to hold herself back not biting down hard

“You feel sooooo goood” you moaned rocking your hips a little bit

“Yeah? You like that Baby? You like it when I ruin you for everyone else?” Georgia grunted but you could feel her smirk against your neck

“Yes...” you moaned

“Tell me how much you like it Baby....” your girlfriend teased you starting to pull out of you again before sliding back in without problems due to your juices not only covering the fake dick but also your thighs and you were pretty sure the bedsheet too

“Your dick feels so good Baby... you stretch me out so much but it feels sooooo gooooood” you moaned into her ear knowing exactly what she wanted to hear

“Fuck... you know what it does to me when you talk like this” Georgia growled

“Then do it Babe...” you groaned in response locking your ankles behind her ass pulling her in deeper “Make me yours”

“Gonna make sure you remember who you belong to for the next 8 weeks.... until we see each other again when Bayern plays Barcelona in the Champions League” Georgia growled so deep you could have sworn she felt the urge to hold you down at your throat with her teeth before she started to really fuck into you

Her thrusts hard and fast hitting the best spots inside you while you desperately trying to get to hold on to something scratching her back open in process before you could feel that all to familiar pull in your stomach again

“Baby... I... I'm gonna...” you moaned loudly one of your hand on her shoulder blade with your nails digging into the soft skin the other hand intertwined with Georgias next to your head

“Hold it Baby... I promise I let you come but you need to hold it for me for a minute longer” the blonde grunted and growled speeding up her thrusting once again

“I can't” you whined out your limits getting pushed hard today

“I know you can...” your girlfriend grunted a little softer “I'm nearly there... just a few seconds”

These “few seconds” ended up to feel like hours. You begged you whined you whimpered but you held your orgasm back until Georgia suddenly said

“Come Baby... come for me.. NOW” the blonde growled thrusting into you one last time before stilling enjoying her own orgasm as she nearly fell on top of you catching herself in the last second not wanting to squish you under her

You on the other hand came with a high pitched scream of her name your eyes rolling into the back of your head your breathing rigid and you felt this blissfully floating experience. You came back to reality when Georgia carefully started to pull out of you but you kept your ankles locked behind her ass not letting her go

“Stay” you murmured still blissed out “Feels good”

“Okay...” the blonde whispered pressing soft kisses all over your face “Just let me move us a little so it's more comfortable for you”

She gently pulled you onto your side your leg automatically finding it's way over her hip again making you moan quietly when the strap moved inside you

“Ssssshhhh Baby... It's okay...” Georgia said soothingly trying to comfort you as much as possible as you pressed your face again into her neck

“Need more G...” you breathed out desperately

“More?” the blonde asked surprised

“Yes... 8 weeks is a long time... I need more” you nuzzled her neck

“We still have ti...” your girlfriend started but you interrupted her

“No... now... I need more now... please Baby” you tugged carefully on her earlobe with your teeth

“God woman... you're gonna be the death of me one day” Georgia chuckled

“At least you would leave this earth as a happy woman” you shot back

“Oh that I would” your girlfriend chuckled back before she smirked down at you “... would you want to try something?”

You knew that smirk. That smirk got you a lot of good memories and a lot of enjoyable satisfying nights

“Bring it Stanway” you smirked back before squealing as she single handily pulled you on top of her

“Where the fuck is my sister and Stanway??” Lucy asked for the 100th time pacing the entrance of Heathrow Airport

“God Lucy... calm the fuck down” Keira rolled her eyes but checking her phone nonetheless

“I can't believe everyone went against me and planned that” your sister grumbled

“If you hadn't behaved like the last asshole standing we wouldn't have... and WE will talk about that back in Barcelona” Keira shot her ex-girlfriend a murderous glare when she spotted you and Georgia coming down the Hall with you sitting on the luggage trolley and Georgia pushing you happily a wide grin plastered on her face

“There you are” Keira smiled warmly seeing both of you happy

“Are you out of your fucking..” Lucy started but Keira elbowed her so hard in the ribs that she started to cough hard – very hard

“You okay?” Keira looked at you giving you a once over

“So SO okay Kei” you smiled dreamily

“Okay... you G?” the blonde looked at her best friend

“Needed that little get-away...” your girlfriend smiled happily

“Good.,,, now come on... we need to get through security” Keira said after seeing that both of you are okay and well

“Wait a second!!” Lucy exclaimed now recovering from her coughing fit

“No” Keira said strictly “Security... NOW”

“Oh wow...” you mumbled under your breath and looked a little scared at Georgia who just shrugged her shoulders and decided it would be better to follow her best friend and quickly started to push that trolley after Keira

The security check went well until you had to leave your place on the luggage trolley so G could check in her bags. You tried to hide the little wince that quickly made it through your impression before you could collect yourself and got your resting bitch face back in place. Naturally this didn't go unnoticed by Keira who looked at you expectantly with a raised eyebrow

“I'm good” you mumbled in her direction not wanting Lucy to catch on

“Are you in pain?” the blonde asked lowly moving closer to you

“No... yeah... no... yeah...” you stuttered your cheeks flushing red

“What is it now... yes or no?” Keira asked missing the way you bit your lip embarrassed

“A little... but... good pain you know” you tried to be a subtle as possible

“Huh?” the blonde looked at you confused before understanding what you were trying to say “OH!”

“Yeah...” you smiled embarrassed while Georgia sported a proud smirk

“What you smirking about Stanway?” Lucy snapped after she came back from checking in her own luggage.

“Just knowing how we destroy you in eight weeks...” Georgia retorted sounding way more convinced that you knew she was

“Oh please.... Bayern is a good club but... we're Barca and you play our stadium” your sister shot back her signature smirk on her face

“But our team isn't one game away from moving into an old peoples home” it bursted out of your girlfriend and you knew it was the classic “Not thinking before speaking”-moment

But that didn't stop Keira and you from bursting out laughing even louder when you spotted your sisters outraged face

“Excuse me??!!” Lucy exclaimed her eyes wide in shock

“Come on... Security...” Keira ushered you all along before the situation could turn into something negative

“You okay Bubs??” Lucy asked concerned seeing your slight limp

“Totally” you grinned hoping to convince her

“Are you sure.. you kind of limping or something” your sister looked at your legs “Your knees acting up again? We gonna ice them back home okay?”

“No Lucy... not my knees Luce... I... I....” you desperately tried to come up with a good excuse “... I hit me ankle trying to cut a corner at Covent Garden”

“Covent Garden? What were you doing at Covent Garden?” Lucy looked even more confused now

“Ehrm.... Culture... Dining... you know...” you mumbled not meeting her eyes

“You went all the way to the West End for some food with your girlfriend?” your sister asked lost

“YES!” you exclaimed quickly

“You could have said something... I could've talked to Sarina to let you go out with G one night” your sister looked like a lost puppy

“I know Lucy..... it was just... very... spontaneous” you looked at Keira for help

“Let her be Luce... she's a big girl now – she can ask Sarina herself” the blonde said laying her arm around your shoulders stroking over your hair affectionately

“Yeah I know... it's just..” your sister shrugged removing everything for the security check on auto pilot

“Just nothing Lucy....” Keira said softly before pushing her ex towards the body scanner

And like in Barcelona the scanner started to ring in the most annoying tone the second Lucy stepped inside it. Your sister groaned annoyed throwing her head back and asked to no one in particular

“Why always me???”

She stepped out of it and immediately got flanked by two security guards who started to pad her down. After they discovered that your Sister didn't carry any weapons or something similar she was allowed to continue her journey. YOU on the other hand were now absolutely TERRIFIED of going through the body scanner. You stepped backwards and right into Keira who tried to convince you in a hushed soothing whisper to get you moving. But no – you were absolutely convinced that thing would start screaming again and then the guards would touch you which was your horror scenario. Georgia quickly got in front of you walking through the scanner without any problems trying to show you that it's okay. But even seeing with your own eyes that your girlfriend got through without any problems didn't got you moving

“Bitsy... you need to get through that scanner... I have one last little gift from Sarina for you but I only can give it to you on the other side of the security” the blonde mumbled from behind you keeping her hands on your waist so you wouldn't run away “Trust me Bitsy...”

With a deep breath and your eyes fixed on your girlfriend you took a step and then two more until you were in the scanner screwing your eyes shut like it would change any outcome.

“Miss... you can move” you heard a friendly voice from your right

“You done Bitsy... go to Lucy” you now heard Keiras voice from your left

You turned right and started to quickly sprinting out of the scanner. Only to forget that your eyes were still closed so you ran into the first person standing in your way – which was the nice security lady who told you you could move.

“Oh my God I'm so sorry” you quickly rambled out as you scrambled backwards

“It's okay.... you really don't like the scanner huh?” the woman said

“Don't like flying in general” you mumbled embarrassed when you saw Lucy and Georgia rushing over trying to help only to get held back by some security staff

For your and Georgias benefits you went straight for the hug Lucy offered you immediately after you “freed” yourself from the security. You didn't miss the way your girlfriends face fell slightly but you knew if you would've went to Georgia Lucy would've thrown a fit so you just put an apologetic smile on your face and pressed yourself into your sisters embrace

“It's okay Bubs... you did good” Lucy mumbled against your hair holding you tightly against her

“I hate it” you mumbled against her shoulder

“I know... but you did good” your sister assured you again waiting for Keira to get through the scanner as well

Very subtle you found your girlfriends hand and grabbed her pinky with yours. Georgia turned her head a little bit so Lucy wouldn't see the small smile that appeared on her face when she felt your hand looking for hers.

“All done... let's go” Keira appeared next to you ruffling through your hair

“Keiraaaaaa” you whined trying to get away from her hands “Took me ages to get me hair like this”

“Here” the ginger rolled her eyes giving you your snapback back

“Uh... I wondered where this was” you said happily putting the hat on

“It was in Millies bag and she gave it to me with the massage that you shouldn't leave your stuff all over the place” Keira huffed but pulled you away from Lucy into a side hug pulling you forward

“You want something to eat Bubs? We still have some time until boarding” Lucy asked

“Ugh no... I probably throw up if I eat something” you shuddered at the pure thought of eating

This time Georgia perked up to your disproval

“You hadn't had any breakfast either... I think a roll or something would do you some good ba... y/n” she quickly corrected herself in front of Lucy which caused Keira to chuckle under her breath before bringing her attention back to you

“No breakky Bits?? Are we back to that?” the ginger raised her eyebrow at you

“I... didn't have time” you defended yourself and before your girlfriend could interrupt you elbowed her hard

“Lucy... get your sister something light to eat” Keira said without taking her eyes off you fully aware that you shut Georgia up with your elbowing

“Some fruit Bubs?” your sister asked totally obvious to what just happened

“Fruits is fine...” you huffed knowing Keira caught on – of course she did she always did “Just... no Mango or Papaya or whatever that slimy shit is”

“Banana okay?” Lucy checked one last time

“Ugh no... bleh” you said quickly pulling a face

“Bitsy” Keira warned you and now even Georgia stepped away for safety

“But I don't want Banana” you whined like a three year old

“No “buts”...” the ginger started getting interrupted from a voice behind you

“Cariño... what did you do now to upset Keira?” the voice asked teasing and you just KNEW your savior in form of Alexia Putellas just arrived

“They want to force Banana down me throat but I don't like Banana... sí us plau ajuda'm” you begged her not even realizing what you just did

Alexia on the other hand – along with half the Barca squad AND Jenni – noticed immediately and looked at you with wide shocked eyes

“Did... did you just speak catalan Cariño?” the spaniard asked confused

“What?” you asked just as confused back

“You just spoke catalan” Alexia looked at you blankly

“I did?” you asked baffled

“You did pequeño” Jenni confirmed grinning “Even tho I didn't grew up in Catalonia I know catalan when I hear it...”

“When did I learn catalan?” you asked flabbergasted making the whole group bursting out laughing

“I don't know Cariño but it was very good catalan... better than your sister and DEFINITELY better than Keira” the spaniard capitan laughed

“Oy... you don't have any ground to stand on Ale... you don't even speak the accent” Keira exclaimed but everyone knew she wasn't serious

“I won't even comment on that... what I WILL comment on is... Cariño... eat that banana your sister will get you in a minute – it will help settle your stomach” Alexia said strictly

“But I don't like bananas...” you whined again

“No... I will personally make you eat that banana if I have to...” the blonde spaniard said firmly taking the chore of arguing with you off Keiras shoulders “... I WILL make Jenni to hold you down and believe me – she can”

You carefully looked up over Alexias shoulder where Jenni stood and were met with a wolfish grin

“She knows what she's talking about” the black haired spaniard grinned and wriggled her eyebrows which earned her a slap from her capitan

“Stop scaring the Cariño” Alexia huffed rolling her eyes what caused Georgia to snort and suddenly all attention was on her

“Anything you want to share with the class G?” Keira smirked when she saw her best friend looking uncomfortable

“Nope.. all good... just remembered that funny cat video I saw this morning” your girlfriend said quickly moving a bit away from your sister who shot daggers at your girlfriend

“Cat video me ass” Keira snorted but let go of the topic to shoo Lucy away getting some fruit for you

“What are you all doing here?” you asked after you plopped down next to Alexia absently grabbing Onas hand who sat on your right and started playing with her rings – something you did to calm your own nerves without it even realizing it

Ona looked a little taken aback for a second before just shrugging her shoulder starting to get into a conversation with Keira. The only person who still stood around looking unsure was your girlfriend

“So.... you and the little Bronze” Georgia jumped a little when she heard the voice next to her and suddenly found herself being pushed into a seat two rows behind you

“Ehrm...” your girlfriend just looked around shocked as four pair of spanish eyes were fixed on her

“Pot parlar??” Mapí asked looking expectantly at Georgia who of course got even more insecure as the other three snorted

“Be nice Mapí...” Jenni said but she still smirked at your girlfriend “Speak up... you and y/n?”

“Yes?” Georgia answered carefully

“Are you really asking me if you're dating the little Bronze?” now the dark haired spaniard raised her eyebrow

“No... I just don't know what you want from me?” your girlfriend said still not sure what to make out of this surreal situation

“Just... talk” Mapí moved a little closer to Georgia

“Talk?” Georgia asked

“Sí...” Pina said nodding her head “... that's spanish for “yes”...”

“I'm not THAT stupid” your girlfriend huffed out offended

“Your girlfriend spoke perfect catalan without even knowing she spoke catalan... sorry for trying to be nice” Pina huffed back

“Let's get down to business... Listen....” Jenni said seriously looking Georgia straight into the eye

“You don't even know my name??” your girlfriend exclaimed upset

“I do... I just didn't know if I use Georgia or Stanway... but I think I go with Stanway” the dark haired said back “... listen Stanway... this Girl... she's very valued among our team”

“What does among mean?” Pina interrupted making Jennis upcoming threat basically useless

“Calla I deixa'm parlar idiota” Jenni growled towards the small spaniard who immediately shrunk backwards in her seat “... as I said – she's very valued amongst us.. I personally owe her a lot... if you hurt her you don't only have Lucia to fear... you'll have Barcelona to fear... Spain to fear... Norway to fear... Sweden to fear... and me...”

“Wow... this one is more concepted than Lucys... she just said “Hurt her and I'll kill you”... I'm impressed” Georgia looked blankly at Jenni nodding her head lightly “... REALLY impressed”

“You better take me seriously Stanway....” Jenni growled getting angry as how easily the young Lioness dismisses her

“Hermoso... I'm dating Lucy Bronze little sister.... I KNEW what I was getting into... you don't scare me... KEIRA scares me... she's me best friend and I KNOW what she's able to do... and she's highly protective over y/n... so no... I really don't take you seriously” your girlfriend shrugged her shoulders before pushing out of the seat leaving a totally baffled Jenni Hermoso, María León, Claudia Pina and a even lost Patri behind

“You okay G?” Keira asked the second her best friend was close enough having kept an eye on her

“All good... they tried to threaten me... was a good attempt... if I wasn't dating a Bronze with an overprotective Walsh around...” your girlfriend shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly smiling shortly at Ona who still hasn't gotten her hand back while you were still talking to Alexia

“I love it how they all underestimate me” Keira chuckled as she saw Lucy approaching with a bowl full of different fruit

“I picked all the good ones Bubs...” your sister smiled presenting you the plastic container with a plastic fork as she crouched down in front of you

“Do I have too??” you immediately started to whine looking at your sister with puppy eyes

“Just a little bit okay Bubs?” Lucy said helplessly being an absolute sucker for your puppy eyes

“All of it Bitsy” Keira interrupted before you could get away with three pieces and not more

“But... Keiraaaaaa” you whined trying to cuddle into Alexia hoping for her backup

“No... It's not that much anyway so you'll manage just fine” the ginger put her foot down so you tried one last attempt

“Mapí!! You want some fruit?” you looked up from Alexias shoulder you tried to hide in

“Uh... SÌ!!!” the quirky spaniard shot out of her seat

“No... NO Mapí... that's y/n fruit and she eats it...” Keira quickly interrupted but it was already too late as Mapí snatched the plastic container out of Lucys hands immediately digging in

“María!!” now Alexia got involved as well scolding her friend firmly

“She gave it to me” the tattooed spaniard mumbled with a full mouth half the fruits already gone

“Give... it... back” Alexia warned her friend and Mapí moved instinctively a little further away from Alexia cradling the container to her chest

“María Pilar León Cebrían!!!” Alexia warned lowly knowing she only had a TINY window left to get the rest of your fruit back

“No” Mapí said recutlanty

“Jenni” Alexia called out nodding towards Mapí not having the patience to deal with the situation right now

“Great... make me the bad one again... just because you can't keep your children under control” Jenni groaned standing up already “Mapí don't” she warned seeing how the tattooed woman already sized up a way to flee

To Jennis big annoyance Mapí turned around on her heels started sprinting away

“You owe me Putellas” the lanky spaniard groaned sprinting after Maps

“Cariño...” the blonde spaniard now turned her attention to you

“There was papaya in there” you said quickly

“Was NOT” your sister exclaimed still sitting in front of you “I hand sorted them out....”

“At the bottom there was a papaya...” you huffed

“Cariño” Alexia said again her voice turning a little icy and you flinched “You with me... now”

The spaniard stood up pulling you up with her. You clutched to Onas hand who winched slightly trying to free her hand carefully

“Let go of Onas hand” Alexia said strictly and you dropped your sisters girlfriends hand immediately

“Thank you” the capitan said pulling you over to one of the small coffee bars at the terminal “I don't care what you choose but I'll be damned if I don't get some food into you before take-off...”

“Alexia I'm really not hungry” you mumbled

“When was the last time you've eaten something?” the blonde asked softly seeing how much this situation stresses you out

“Last night” you said without thinking

“Really? Room service?” Alexia asked raising her eyebrow

“Ehrm... kinda... it was in a room... and I... .served??” you committed embarrassed

“Ay dios...” the blonde threw her hands up rolling her eyes “NOT what I meant... so... when was the last time you ate FOOD?”

“Ehrm...” you tried to remember

“That's answer enough... choose... now” the blonde said firmly “I will stand here the whole day if I have too...”

“But then you'll miss your flight” you looked confused

“Then it'll be.... but I'm not boarding a plane knowing you haven't eaten food for... probably days” Alexia said calmly

“Croissant?” you asked carefully

“Okay...” the blonde nodded and paid for your beverage which you took a little hesitantly and a little uncomfortable but at least you took it

“Thank you” you mumbled trying to bring yourself to bite into it

“No problem at all Cariño... it's okay to eat you know...” Alexia encouraged you carefully knowing from Keira that you sometimes don't feel comfortable eating in front of others while other times you just inhale whatever lands in front of you

“It's just.... yucky feeling” you admitted trying to buy yourself some more time

“I understand that Cariño... just a bite okay?” the blonde lead you a little away from the hectic and covered your body with her own so you'd hopefully felt a little more secure “No one will see okay..”

You hesitantly brought the croissant up and bit of a tiny edge chewing it carefully

“Good... you're doing good Cariño... could you manage a second one for me please?” Alexia said a soft smile on her lips knowing how much effort it took you and how grateful she could be that you trust her enough to let her see you like this

“Do I have too?” you asked your voice barely over a whisper

“You don't HAVE to Cariño... but it would make me feel better” the blonde answered softly

She knew it was risky but she hoped that you liked her enough to consider another bite. To her big surprise you did. You took a second bite to immediately stuff the croissant back into the paper bag it came in and hand it to Alexia

“You did very good Cariño... thank you” the blonde smiled at you taking the bag before pulling you into a side hug leading you back to the group

“Boarding starts in a few minutes” your sister said when Alexia and you came back

“We're back... don't stress us Lucia” Alexia rolled her eyes playfully making you chuckle

It'll never stop to amaze Alexia how quickly you switch emotions to hide your problems

“Yes Lucia...” you teased your sister “... don't stress us”

“Excuse me??” Lucy exclaimed “upset” playing along seeing you need a lighter mood

“Guys... boarding” Irene shouted to get everyones attention and your head snapped immediately towards Georgia who still sat in comfortable in one of the uncomfortable airport chairs

“Go say bye Cariño...” Alexia mumbled in your ear pushing softly towards your girlfriend

Even if you wanted to walk over you couldn't bring your legs to move as you felt Alexia let go of you and heard in distance how she ushered everyone forward. Seeing how lost you stood there Georgia pushed herself up covering the short distance to you

“It's okay... we see each other soon okay... We'll see each other when I come to Barcelona for the Champions League... just a few weeks... basically around the corner already” Georgia tried to comfort you seeing how the tears pool up in your eyes

You on the other hand didn't trust yourself to speak so you just threw yourself into your girlfriends arms sniffling quietly. Even tho the two of you had a long distance relationship right from the start it didn't make the goodbyes easier

“It'll be okay Baby” Georgia mumbled against your hair pressing a soft subtle kiss to your head “I know it's hard but we'll see each other soon okay... I love you.... so much... and whenever you need me I'm just a call away... or a text... or a pigeon”

You chuckled through your tears when Georgia brought the pigeon into the mix the two of you always joking that you sometimes consider sending a pigeon to get your message across to Georgia in Germany since your girlfriend sometimes needed forever to answer texts.

“I know” you sniffled into her shoulder “It just sucks”

“Yeah it does... but Champions League is in eight weeks... just 60 days... we managed longer before... the days will just fly by and next thing you know you're gonna pick me up in Barcelona and show me your favorite little coffee shop you told me about... the one hidden away from the busy streets” your girlfriend said quietly

“Bubs come on... boarding” you heard your sister yell from a few feet away and you instinctively grabbed Georgias shirt a little tighter

“Go Baby... I need to board soon too.... don't make Luce come over and pry you off me” Georgia chuckled knowing neither of you actually wanted to let go

“You text me when you land yes?” you mumbled

“Always... and I'll phone you tonight when I'm back in me flat okay?” your girlfriend nodded and pressed another subtle kiss to your hairline

“Okay...” you took a deep breath letting go of your girlfriend – ripping off the band aid style with just letting go turning around and walking over to where Lucy and Keira were waiting for you your head hung low so no one would see your tears

“I'm sorry Bubs” Lucy mumbled seeing how much it hurt you as she pulled you into her side looking over to Georgia who stood there lost her shoulders sagged and nodded to the blonde that she will look after you

After Lucy locked eyes with Georgia and let her know you were save your girlfriend turned around to walk over to her own terminal having a half an hour to spare until she needed to board the flight to Munich. Lucy went through the ticket control first while Keira handed you your ticket. With Lucy waiting on the other side of sliding glass doors she couldn't hear what was going on but she saw there was some kind of problem with your ticket and cursed herself out knowing how much you feared problems in public spaces since you weren't one standing happily in the lime light. Your sister saw the flight attended telling you to try and scan your ticket again but again it got refused. You looked lost at Keira who was still standing behind you with a small smile on her lips

“Keira... it's not working” you said stressed

“Don't EVER say I don't love you...” the ginger said seriously but still soft and loving

“What??” you asked confused still getting more and more stressed by the second

“You remember I told you Sarina had one last gift for you.. it's not only from her.... it's from me as well....” Keira said softly hoping you'd catch on – but you didn't

“Look on your ticket Bitsy” the ginger smiled lovingly after you looked at her lost

You did look down on the small paper slip in your hand. Reading you name. Your seating. Your departure airport. Your departure time. Your arrival airpo... no. Your head snapped up looking at Keira shocked and lost.

“Go...” Keira said lovingly pulling you into a quick hug pressing a soft kiss to your temple “... just make sure to keep in touch okay... don't ghost any of us... I know where G lives... I will come and get you if I don't hear from you at least once a day”

“Thank you Keira....” you now sniffled – but this time it was happy tears

“Now off you go... oh and Bitsy... G doesn't know... it was Sarinas and my doing” the ginger smiled pushing you away slightly which you took to sprint off in the direction you thought you would find your girlfriend a big smile on your face

#lucy bronze x reader #keira walsh x reader #woso image #mapi leon x reader #lucy bronze #ona batlle x reader #lionesses x reader #jenni hermoso x reader #georgia stanway x reader

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repulsiveliquidation · 1 year ago

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Cookies and Cuddles

Leah Williamson x Reader [SMUT! little bit.]

little PSA at the end! i don't know what this is it just...happened.

“She’s left me on read again, Gee.”

“Maybe she’s just busy, Leah. She’ll be okay.”

Leah nods, putting her phone away in her back pocket. She focuses back on her food, eating her lunch distractedly. It was way past your regular weekend lie-in; you hadn’t even given her a call the night before. You had been distant for days, ever since you didn’t get that England call-up you thought you were.

Being out from injury was the worst; you had recently been cleared to play full games. England call-up was your first chance at being back, but you didn’t see your name on the roster the week before. Leah’s name was there; she felt sad she couldn’t attend her first call-up since her injury with you.

Leah was distracted the whole day, missing passes and being sloppy. Sarina called her to the side, a stern look on her face.

“I’ve called you up here because I knew you were ready. I was wrong.”

“I’m sorry, Sarina, it’s just,” she sighs, rubbing her hand down her face. “Y/N has been off lately, and I’m worried about her.”

“Off how?”

“She hasn’t been responding to my texts. I haven’t heard from her the past two days; no more than 5 minutes.”

“You want to know why I didn’t put her name on the roster?”

Leah puts her guard up, ready to defend her girlfriend.

“Why?” she asks with slightly gritted teeth. Sarina replies unfazed.

“I knew she was more than football ready; her head isn’t.”

“What do you mean?” Leah growls, ears steaming as she tries to keep her cool.

“She was the best striker on the list for me to pick. But I had a suspicion that her head wasn’t quite ready for it yet. You’ve proven my point.”

“Are you saying–” Leah began angrily.

“What I’m saying is I didn’t want to make things worse for her. She needs some time to get her head on straight. Football isn’t the solution right now. You are. Go home to her, make sure she’s okay. I expect you at training tomorrow afternoon, Captain. Bring her along.”

Leah looks a little shocked, nodding softly at Sarina before sprinting out of the training center. She grabs her stuff haphazardly, shoving it all into her kitbag before running out to her car.

She races home, barging into the house noisily. She calls for you, the entire house engulfed in darkness. You had all the curtains pulled, the bathroom light letting in a sliver of light. She slowly trudged up the stairs, heart pounding in her chest as she called out for you again. She feared the worst, wiping her sweaty forehead.

She knew about your history of depression; she knew that stress often caused it to get pretty bad. With your recovery from injury and the prospect of an England call-up, paired with being you was often something that you both knew would be a rough time for you.

She slowly pushed the bedroom door open, letting out a sigh of relief when she saw your sleeping form on her side of the bed. It made her heart clench that you missed her but couldn’t bring yourself to admit it. She sat on the bed, you jolted awake when she did.

The moment you saw her you scrambled out of bed and into her arms. You sobbed painfully, Leah’s arms tight and warm around you. She sighed and pulled you closer, cradling the back of your head as her other hand rubbed your back.

“Oh Leah, I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, baby; you have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I didn’t want to be a burden, it was your first camp back from injury I didn’t want you to be distracted,” you mumble into her neck, she’s quick to shut you down.

“You are not a burden, baby. You are my priority. I will drop everything for you, my love. Everything.”

“You don’t have to, not for me,” she presses her finger to your lips, her eyes soften and she cups your face.

“I want to, only for you,” Leah tells you, standing up with you in her arms. She sets you down gently, cupping your face and kissing you deeply. You kiss back, hands gripping her wrists tight. She kisses you with so much emotion, lips saying more than words ever could.

You’re crying, hot tears flowing down your cheeks. She pulls away and wipes your tears, kissing your forehead softly.

Her hands slowly travel lower and lower, grasping the bottom of her hoodie you had on. She pecked your lips when you looked down at her hands, smiling softly.

“Can I?” she asks, voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes,” you reply, lifting your arms obediently for her.

She pulls the sweater off, gasping softly at your worn-out body. She can see the outline of your ribs a little, collarbones more prominent than when she last kissed them. She tears up herself, biting her cheek to keep herself composed.

“How long baby?”

You close your eyes and take a deep breath, wanting so badly to be honest with her. You take a while to answer, she doesn’t push you. Her hands softly caress your skin, tracing gently with affection.

“Since they let me on the first time.” That was 5 weeks ago. You were subbed on for the last 5 minutes of a game, adrenaline high for the first time in a while. When it came crashing down, so did the irrational thoughts. Your head became louder than your heart, and insecurities that had been festering inside you made their grand appearance.

You had done well to mask it, directing others into thinking that I was just the stress of being back as something that you needed to get used to again. Leah was kicking herself; she didn’t even see her girlfriend struggling until she had made it obvious.

“Why didn’t you tell me it was getting bad then?” she asked next, hands pulling your sweats down your legs gently. She kissed back up your thigh, standing in front of you with a look of concern.

“You were thriving Leah, I couldn’t ruin that for you.”

She kisses you again, this time her tears make the kiss salty. She pulls away and pulls you in for a hug, she begs for your forgiveness; the forgiveness you tell her she doesn’t need to ask for.

She kisses up your neck, gently moving you to the bed. You lay back down for her, watching her slowly take her clothes off. You sigh, scooting into the middle of the bed waiting for her.

She climbs in and immediately snuggles under the covers, pulling you close to her chest. Your ear settles right over her heart, listening to the strong pounding that eventually matches yours. Her naked form is warm, her legs tangled intimately with yours. Her hands caress your back and arms soothingly, lips pressing soft and tender kisses to your head and temple.

"I love you," she whispers, pressing a kiss to your hair.

"I love you too, Lee." you answer, kissing her jaw.

She begins to tell you all about camp, your hand softly rubbing her side and toned stomach. Her soft voice lulls you back to sleep, she sighs and keeps caressing every bit of skin she can get her hands on.

“I’ve got you, princess. Always have, always will.”

You both wake up the next day around 10, feeling the most refreshed and rejuvenated in a while. Leah immediately tilts your head up and demands kisses, you can only shake your head at her and lean up to give her a few pecks. She pouts, cheekily asking for more.

“Leah, my teeth aren’t brushed,” you reason, chin resting on her chest as you look up at her.

“So? Mine aren’t either. I want a kiss, then you may do whatever you’d like.”

“Just one.”

“Can’t guarantee but, yes. At least.”

You lean up and kiss her, sucking in her bottom lip before pulling away and sprinting into the bathroom. She wasn’t far behind, managing to get the door before you slammed it closed. She smiled, creeping up on you like a stalking dog. She traps you by the sinks, arms on either side of you.

“Kiss me,” she demands again, grabbing your arms.

You shake your head, sucking in your lips.

“Kiss. Me.” She orders, pressing her lips to yours. You melt when her calloused hands pull your waist closer, kissing her back softly. She grins into the kiss, hiking you up onto the counter. She’s kissing down your chest, when you notice the time.

“Leah, don’t you have training today?” you ask, slightly out of breath when she takes your breast into her mouth. She pulls away with a soft pop.

“Yes, you’re coming with. Bosses’ orders.”

“We can’t–” you start, as her lips trail lower and lower on your body, “we have to leave in a while!”

“I’ll be quick,” she gruffs, picking you up off the counter and pointing to the shower.

“Get in, save time,” she nudges you in, following you and turning on the water. Her hands are on you immediately, pressing your ass back into her front. You moan softly, having missed her familiar touches.

She grasped your breast from behind, the other hand cupping your heat as her fingers fondled your rapidly soaking folds. You gasped, arm reaching back to cradle her head that tucked itself into your neck. She sucked on your skin hard, fingers already sinking into your wet hole.

“Got to be quick baby, I can’t be late,” she teased, two fingers pumping furiously into your hole. You cried out for her, the steaming hot shower engulfing the both of you.

“Lee-Leah!”

“Missed me, did you doll?”

“Yes, fuck, yes!”

Her fingers nudge in a third, thumb rapidly rubbing on your clit.

“God, you’re so fucking wet for me hm?”

“Only for you, Leah!” Your orgasm was fast approaching, her fingers pressed up against your spot made your head spin. She continued.

“Yeah, you’re gonna cum for me aren’t ya? Gonna make a fuckin’ mess for me baby girl? Good thing we’re in the shower, it’ll wash away all the evidence of you being such a fucking whore for me…”

When she called you a whore, your entire body shook with your strong orgasm. She talked and petted you through it, cooing affectionately into your ear as her fingers slowly slid out of your pussy. She was quick to shove them into her mouth before the water cleaned them for her.

“Secret’s safe with me, doll,” she winks at you, grabbing your shampoo as you stand there more in love with the woman than you were before.

i'm going to be taking a break for a bit, with exams and a bit of traveling coming up i won't have time to upload as often as i normally do. i've realized that i've put pressure on myself to post every other day or so and i can't commit to that for a bit. i will answer asks and stuff so i'm always up for a chat!

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bullet-prooflove · 2 months ago

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Home: Eddie Diaz x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @gatefleet @mckinleysbones @totalstitchlover19 @angelofthetrenchcoats

Companion piece to:

Box Breathing - Eddie's been struggling since Christopher left.

Always - You make a promise to Eddie.

Real - Eddie tells you he wants something real.

A Future With You - Eddie makes a realisation during a one on one game of basketball.

Cash - Eddie discovers your secret Instagram profile.

Snake - You receieve a surprise gift from your ex at Halloween.

Midnight - Eddie makes you a promise.

Cherry Lipstick - Eddie gets better insight into you during a social event.

Bang - Eddie's new year starts with a bang.

Lifetime (NSFW) - One night with you makes Eddie realise he wants a life time.

El Paso - Eddie is forced to make a decision that hurts you both.

Possibilities - Eddie thinks about what might have been.

Welcome Back - Eddie discovers the reason you've been out of contact.

You’re exhausted.

Eddie can see that the minute you step out of the 115. Your shoulders are sagging as if the weight of the heavy kitbag is dragging you down, your head bowed so that your hair falls across your features, masking them from his view. His heart rate accelerates just a little as he steps towards you, his hand reaching for your bag.

“Let me help.” He says softly and you tilt your face up to meet his gaze.

Fuck you’re beautiful. It doesn’t matter that you’re coming off back to back 24 hour shifts, those eyes of yours with their fathomless depths, they ruin him every single time.

You don’t speak as he slings the bag over his shoulder, you simply tuck your hands into the pockets of your jacket as the two of you amble towards your car.

“Selena, I know I fucked up…” He says but you shake your head cutting him off.

“We don’t need to do this.” You say as you take the keys from your pocket and point them at the trunk of your car so that it opens. “You don’t have to explain it to me.”

“But I want to…” He says as he puts your bag into the back of the car and closes the hatch.

“And I don’t.” You assert, placing your hands on your hips. “I am exhausted Eddie, I’m coming off back to back 24 hour shifts, my back feels like it’s on fire and all I want to do it get into a shower and spend the next 12 hours sleeping. I don’t have the capacity right now to put up with your shit.”

“My shit?” He repeats, his dark eyebrows furrowing into a frown. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You know what it means.” You say forcefully, jabbing your finger at him. “You feel guilty for ghosting me, well I absolve you of that. Now you can go back to your party and celebrate with your son and the rest of the 118.”

There’s such a bitterness in your tone, one that he knows comes from weeks of non-stop shifts, of giving up the one place you felt you had a family for a man who couldn’t be bothered to return your calls.

“Selena I didn’t ask you to take this job-”

“And you weren’t around to discuss it either.” You remind him, shoving your hands back into your pockets. “You need the stability of the 118 and I… well the rest doesn’t matter.”

Because you don’t matter, not in the grand scheme of things. That’s the message he’s given you, the doubt he’s sowed within you.

“You have no idea how much you matter to me.” He says, his hands coming to rest on your shoulders, thumb tracing over that scar just underneath the hinge of your jaw. “How many nights I wished that things could have been different, that you were there lying beside me. Every moment away from you was torture, it’s still torture because I am in love with you Selena and the fact you’ve done all of this, it makes me think that you’re in love with me too and I am sorry I made you feel that you were less. I’m sorry I-”

You kiss him then and Christ, there has never been anything as perfect as the sensation of you pressed against him, your fingers threading through his hair, your mouth claiming his. He’s missed this, missed you…

He whines when you draw away, his hands gripping your hips, keeping you within his proximity as his nose trails lightly over yours.

“You’re my home Selena.” He whispers against your lips. “You always have been and you always will be.”

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sunkingwrites · 1 year ago

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Wearing glasses to watch a show??? Probably the strangest thing that has happened today for me ✌️✨️

#sunkingrambles #i had lost them on purpose #i really just put them in my kitbag then forgot about them

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eimids · 1 year ago

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Your worst enemy

Arsenal x reader

Reder is suffering with depression and doesn’t want her teammates to know.

Warnings: depression, mention of suicide (nothing happens tho), HEAVY on the angst, hurt/comfort?

words: around 3k

Your thoughts had been spiraling for a while, first you didn’t even realize it. Starting with only tiredness and some not so good days. You just brushed then off.

Your depression wasn’t back, it couldn’t be it.

Last time it got so bad that you were almost hospitalized. So this time it couldn’t get to that point. You changed your whole life after your last depressive episode. You changed from Manchester United to Arsenal. You cut contact with toxic people in your life, especially your ex.

But without you even realizing, it became more severe. Not having any energy, going to sleep at 9pm and sleeping for almost 12 hours every day. You were also getting irritated really easily. If something didn’t go your way, you were ready to fight (and cry). Practice was the only moment you had to be energetic. You couldn’t let things affect football. You didn’t want to be with your teammates, the bonding nights only seemed like a lot of work to keep a happy surface.

During best days, everything felt almost normal. But just almost. Something felt always off. Sounds were too loud, lights were too brightbut you were happy. You were supposed to be happy. Why couldn’t you just be happy. Everything was good, what did you have in your life for you to be depressed? Absolutely nothing.

You tried your best to not let anyone notice but you failed miserably. Alessia was the first one to notice and tried subtly to talk to you about it. You were closest to her at Arsenal. You transferred with her from Manu so you knew each other from there. Although you were only 19 you and Less where getting along really well. After practice she offered to grab coffee with you, then have a nice girlsnight with her.

“Oh it’ll be fun. We can just go to my apartment to watch some movies and order your favorite food” The older woman tried to convince you.

You were hesitant at her suggestion. After the long day you were already overwhelmed and tired. You just wanted to sleep away the never ending tiredness. You hadn’t had even that long day. Only practice and recovery. Then some quick media stuff. But even that made you exhausted. Wanting to just rot away in your bed you made some excuse for Less.

“I’m sorry i’m just really tired today and I’m gonna have to call to my parents about them coming to visit” You said as casually as you could.

Lessi almost believed it, but she knew something deeper was going on. She’d seen you get more and more tired during the last months and she didn’t really know what to do about it.

“You know you can always talk to me if you have something on your mind?” Less blurted out.

You were pondering your options. You could say that things were ok and not to worry about you. But you could also confess the hard truth. Your depression was back. But Less would have to tell that to Leah and Kim, who were obligated to tell Jonas and the team management.

“I know Less, but I’m doing okay” You said and smiled. Then you just grabbed your kitbag and left the training grounds.

It was already 8pm and it was getting dark. You still didn’t have your drivers license so you couldn’t drive by yourself. You could ask a lift from one of your teammates but most of them had left or were still doing media. Uber felt useless waste of money so you decided to walk home. It was only four kilometers so it wasn’t anything too bad. You started your walk on the quiet roads of England. There was some pubs and bars you walked past to. Hearing the usual catcalls from some gross old men. You tried to ignore them you put your music louder in your headphones and continued walking.

Your phone was on ‘do not disturb’ mode as you continued your walk. You didn’t really notice anything around you. Not even truly caring about anything. You just wanted the numbness and tiredness to go away. Somehow you managed to get to your apartment. You took your shoes off and walked straight to your bed. Not caring that you were still wearing your day clothes. Your apartment was a mess so you didn’t even bother to look for any other clothes.

The next day you woke up and it was already 10am. Another 12 hours had passed with your sleeping. You knew you were going to be late but still didn’t bother to get up. You decided to check your phone only to find 3 missed calls from Less and texts.

Lessi🤍

8.47pm

Viv said you didn’t ride with her back home? Don’t say you walked! I could’ve driven you home..

9.12pm

Please answer to me that you are okay y/n. I just want to know you got home safely.

10.39pm

I really hope you are already asleep at your house. I’m worried please call me when you can.

You were alarmed when you heard something from your kitchen. You quickly got up and went to look for the sound. Your kitchen was cleaned, the living room was cleaned, what was happened.

Alessia. She stood there in your kitchen making you breakfast. You were confused about everything even though you had given Less your spare keys.

“Morning y/n, we need to have a talk” Less just said. Clearly not happy.

“Well yeah, you can’t just show up to my apartment” You answered.

“Yea I can when I’m worried sick about you. I asked almost everyone on the team if they had taken you home but no. Did you walk home? You can’t be that reckless, something could’ve happened. So when you didn’t answer I decided to come over to see what’s going on. I’m glad I found you safely home, sleeping” Less started her lecture.

“I didn’t walk” You lied. “I ordered an uber and got home safely” You continued with the lies. You could see the anger and worry on Alessia’s face turn to guilt. “I was tired and didn’t want to bother anyone so I just ordered the uber. You don’t have to worry about me Less, I’m okay” You said with a smile. You were trying to be convincing although all that came from your mouth was lies.

“Oh i’m so sorry y/n. I don’t know what got to me but you’ve been acting weird lately and I just got so worried when you didn’t answer. Maybe I should get going, I’m sorry again” Alessia said and started to grab her things.

You stopped her by hugging her. You weren’t mad at her, although you didn’t want her to be worried about you, I felt nice to know that she cared about you. “You can stay Less, have breakfast with me” You said to her softly.

So she did. You ate your breakfast in a comfortable silence and then talked about your next match that you were going to have in couple days. You were supposed to leave to Manchester later that day. After you ate, Less grabbed her stuff again and left. You were happy with yourself that you convinced her that everything was okay.

You and Alessia both missed the team meeting of that morning but were on time to get to your bus to leave to Manchester. You got a little lecture from Jonas but didn’t really care. Wasn’t the first time.

On the bus most of your teammates were on the back of the bus listening to music and chatting. You however were sitting in the front. Headphones in listening to Taylor Swift and trying to sleep. It wasn’t hard with how exhausted you were. Sleep came nowadays always easily.

At some point you were woken by Kim sitting next to you. You tried to just act like you were sleeping but the skipper knew better.

“I know you’re awake y/n. Why don’t you come to the back of the bus with the others and have some fun, you have missed a lot of team bonding nights lately and the girls miss your company” Kim stated to you. You could hear Katie singing in the back of the bus and laughed a little.

“Okay I can come for a while. But I really need my beauty sleep” You tried to joke. Kim laughed a little before walking back to her seat. You followed her and were welcomed with teasing from your teammates.

“Well good to see you y/l/n, feels like I haven’t seen you in ages” Katie teased as she saw you walking to the back of the bus. “Come sit next to me” She continued.

You really didn’t want to hear the teasing from Katie but decided to still take the seat next to her. In front of you were Beth and Viv. In the next booth of four were Less, Leah and Kyra. Music was blasting and you saw as Katie was filming a tiktok about the her day. She filmed you in it with the something along ‘She’s alive’. You smiled for the camera but actually you wanted to cry. You were tired af the teasing. You were tired of everyone fussing about you. Why couldn’t you just enjoy some peace and quiet.

You zoned out for a while and next thing you realize was that Leah was gently waking you up.

“Wake up sleepy” Leah said quietly and smiled to you.

“Oh sorry I didn’t mean to fall asleep” You said while looking around. Everyone else had left the bus, you were at your hotel.

Leah just hummed and helped you get your stuff and then walked with you to the entrance. Your teammates were sorting out rooms. You were hoping to get a room for yourself all alone. When you’re name was called at last you found out that you were paring with Leah. Kim and Leah changed looks that you didn’t notice.

Some of your teammates, mainly Viv, Beth and Less had went and talked to your skippers about your weird behavior. They had all noticed the signs of depression. Especially Less who had known you when you had your latest episode. They had made a small plan to get you to talk. Leah would be rooming with you, Kim would encourage you to be more with the other girls. Viv and Beth where just like parents who took notice about your behavior and made sure that you took care of yourself. They didn’t want to talk to you yet about it. They want you to come talk to them, or to anyone at that matter.

The rest of the day was a blur. You had a practice on the pitch, some recovery in cold pool, dinner. At practice you were almost benched because you were playing recklessly. Taking stupid risks and tackling people. A lot of your tackles were not even towards others, more so you could get yourself hurt. They were stupid and you knew it but just didn’t care.

After dinner your head was a mess. You felt overwhelmed and you couldn’t really take a notice of your surroundings. Kyra was walking next to you to the elevator. For the next couple of hours you were supposed to spend time with your teammates. You knew you had to show your face there for people not to get suspicious but you were in a bad mental state and just wanted to be alone. You walked hand in hand to the meeting room where pretty much everyone was in already. You smiled and talked for a while before trying to make an excuse to leave.

“Don’t leave yet, you just came here” Viv said to you. Trying to find someone else in the room who was in on the plan. She saw Leah and waved her over.

“I’m just not really in a mood to be here, I was thinking about having a shower and just going to sleep” You answered. Not having the energy to make up excuses.

“Y/n it’s not even 6pm, can’t you just stay here with us for a little while longer?” Leah asked hopefully.

Everything was just too much for you. The music in the background, Leah and Viv asking too many questions. Your breathing started to pick up pace. You knew that if you didn’t get away now, you would most likely end up having a panic attack. So you left. Without a word to Leah or Viv. You just turned around and walked away. You ran to your room and quickly closed the door. You fell to the ground and couldn’t help the tears in you eyes starting to spill.

You hated it, hated it all. You hated your mind for not being normal. You hated yourself for not accepting help from the other who clearly were just worried about you. You hated your teammates for trying to help. You hated the feeling in your head that just didn’t go away. You just hated it all.

Leah and your other teammates decided to give you some time for a while. Letting you calm down. But they all knew that they needed to do something. Leah and Kim decided to talk to the team management the first thing the following day. They knew you needed help and couldn’t watch on the side as you were slowly ruining yourself. After sometime Leah decided to come back to your shared room. She expected to find you sleeping but was concerned when you weren’t in the room. She checked the bathroom but no. You weren’t there. She got worried quickly. Her mind went first to the worst scenarios. Did something happen to you, did yo do something to yourself, was it too late for her to come look for you, she was blaming herself instantly.

“She isn’t hear” Leah said in a panicked voice as soon as Kim answered her call.

“What do you mean Leah?” Kim asked worriedly.

“She isn’t in our room, what if something has happened” Leah worried.

“Okay let’s not panic yet. Come back to the team room and we’ll make a plan” Kim said to Leah. Being the captain she knew she had to stay calm. They talked as Leah walked back to the team room. Kim had asked most of the girls to go back to their rooms and have a chill night. Not wanting to consern them.

Viv, Beth, Katie, Alessia, Leah and Kim were the ones to stay. They knew you the best and right now all they wanted was to find you.

“Has anyone called her?” Beth asked.

“Well yeah but she didn’t answer, it went straight to voicemail” Leah answered.

“She’s an adult and can leave if she wants, right now there isn’t much we can do unfortunately. Leah I suggest you go back to your room and see if y/n comes back. Inform us immediately if she comes, Viv and Beth can you go to the restaurant and bar to check if y/n’s there?” Kim started to make a plan.

Kim, Less and Katie stayed in the teamroom. Alessia was crying. She knew how bad it could get for you. Last time, about two years ago, she and Ella Toone had found you on the roof of the hotel, ready to jump. After that you started to get better. You were put on antidepressants and went to therapy for a year. She was happy that you were getting better. She didn’t want to believe the signs of depression when she first noticed them again. She didn’t want you to go through that again.

The team didn’t have to look for a long time before you showed up back in your room where Leah was pacing around. She stopped immediately when she heard the door open. Next she saw you with tears in your eyes standing there. Looking so fragile.

“I think I need help Leah, please help me” You said with the tiniest voice, lips quivering but Leah heard you. She came running to you before you collapsed on her embrace. You cried as she carried you to the bed and then continued to let you cry against her.

She quickly found her phone in her pocket and sent a quick text to Kim that you were back. Then she ignored the respond she got and just continued to hug you.

“I’m here for you and I’m going to get you the help you need” Leah whispered in your ear.

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This was supposed to be longer but I don’t really know how to continue this so I might do a part 2 where reader sorts with the aftermath about everything. Would you be interested in part 2?

#angst #leah williamson #woso x reader #x reader #alessia russo #katie mccabe #kim little #beth mead #vivianne miedema #arsenal wfc

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the-offside-rule · 1 year ago

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Mason Mount (Manchester United) - Theatre of Dreams

Requested: yes

Prompt: 10) Baby's first game

Warnings: none

Baby Prompts

The sun hung low in the sky as Mason, his wife Y/n, and their son Joshua approached the iconic Old Trafford stadium for Joshua's first ever football match. Excitement buzzed in the air, and little Joshua, donned in a mini version of his dad's jersey, couldn't contain his giggles. "Daddy, are we going to see you play?" Joshua asked, his eyes wide with anticipation. Mason chuckled, holding onto his son's tiny hands, carefully leading him into the stadium. "Yes we are, bossman." He replied, lifting him up as he spotted the few reporters and photographers, not wanting to reveal his son, nevermind startle him. Whilst everyone knew the couple had a child, they didn't know what he looked like or anything about him. "Can you score? You haven't scored in ages." Mason looked over to Y/n who attempted to hide a grin. "Yeah, I'll try."

Mason showed Y/n and Joshua up to the box where most of the WAGs stayed, telling them about where everything is and how to leave after the final whistle blew. "So I'll wait for you in the car park?" Y/n asked. Mason nodded. "Yeah, just-" He was cut from his wrds as he felt a small tug at his trousers. The couple looked down to see Joshua pointing out the window. "Daddy, it's so big!" Joshua exclaimed, his voice filled with awe. Mason grinned, sharing a look with Y/n and once again lifting Joshua up. "Yep, it's one of the biggest stadiums, buddy. You're going to have a great time." Mason placed a gentle kiss onto his son's cheek. "Now, you sit with Mummy and I'll see you after the game, yeah?" He suggested, handing him over to Y/n.

"Bye, Daddy!" Joshua smiled, pulling at his mother's jacket. "Oh, before I leave-" He paused and reached for a black Manchester United bag, pulling out a small box and handing it to Joshua. "I got you a quick pressie." Joshua examined the box carefully before pulling the lid off and being confronted with a bright red jersey. He lifted it and looked at the back, his father's number staring back. "What do you think?" Mason asked gently. "It's not blue." Joshua replied. Mason couldn't help but feel his heart drop a little bit, the thought of his son not supporting him lingering in the back of his mind. "But red is my favourite."

Mason beamed with joy and ruffled his hair. "Good man." He grinned. "I'll see you after the game." He stood up and leaned over to Y/n. "Love you." He whispered. "Love you too."

As the players took to the pitch, Y/n and Joshua cheered with unbridled enthusiasm, their voices merging with the chorus of supporters around them. "I see daddy!" Joshua exclaimed, clapping his hands. "No, baby. Daddy is number 7, not 19." She explained calmly. "Oh. Okay." He searched the pitch again before turning back to his Mum. "What number is 7 again?"

As Mason walked back to the car, he smiled gently upon seeing Y/n leaning against the car. "Missed you." He said with a tender smile, grateful for her unwavering support. She giggled as he practically fell into her arms. "Ot has been 2 hours." He shrugged. "I dom't care. Couldn't wait to get off the pitch for once." He said, pulling away and looking behind her. "Was he okay?" He asked, referring to Joshua who was asleep. "He was fine. He's just a bit sleepy now." Mason nodded. "We should get home and get him to bed."

As the couple reached home, they stopped in silence for a moment. "This is mad, you know." Mason arched a brow. "I mean, I remember my first match as your girlfriend and now we have our son coming with us. That's all I mean." Mason smiled sleepily. "It is mad when you put it that way." Mason undid his seatbelt and hopped out of the car. "Would you mind bringing in my kitbag and I'll bring Joshua to bed?" Y/n agreed before grabbing his bag and heading inside.

With tender care, Mason unbuckled Joshua's seatbelt, his movements slow and deliberate so as not to disturb the tranquility of sleep. He marveled at the innocence that radiated from his son's peaceful countenance, a sight that never failed to fill his heart with a sense of warmth and pride. Gently cradling Joshua in his arms, Mason stepped out of the car, the cool night air washing over him like a soothing balm. As Mason made his way towards the house, his footsteps were soft and deliberate, each one a testament to the love that guided his every move. He savored the weight of Joshua in his arms, the bond between them forged in the quiet moments of tenderness and affection.

Mason kicked off his shoes upon reaching the front door. He loved home. The warmth of the house enveloped them like a comforting embrace and each step on the soft carpet adding to the comfort. Mason tiptoed up the stairs, his movements fluid and effortless as he navigated the familiar terrain of their home.

Mason opened the nursery door, hushing Joshua as he stirred in his sleep. Mason gently laid his sleeping son down in his crib, tucking the blankets around him with infinite care. He lingered for a moment, his gaze lingering on Joshua's innocent face. "You doing alright?" He turned to see Y/n leaning by the door. "Just fine. I'll be right back to you in a minute and we can go watch a film or something." He replied. "Or try for baby number 2." He almost jumped at the suggestion. "Do you mean it?" Y/n chuckled softly at her husband's reaction. "Maybe. Don't leave me waiting too long." She said before heading away downstairs.

"Goodnight, Joshua." Mason said as he brushed a gentle kiss against Joshua's forehead. With a final glance, Mason tiptoed out of the room, the door closing softly behind him, and for his son to sleep after spending his evening in the Theatre of Dreams.

#football #football imagines #football blurbs #mason mount x oc #mason mount x you #mason mount x reader #mason mount x y/n #mason mount imagines #mason mount imagine #mason mount blurb #mason mount fic #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fanfiction #mason mount

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inerizaki · 9 months ago

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I'll eat your pa- what!?

Your boyfriends get caught by you.

First fic guys pls be nice 🤓.

Threesome, sakuatsu x reader, nsfw, panty stealing (?), cum eating, spit, Dom reader, subby sakuatsu, handjob, begging

It has been 2 weeks. 2 weeks going to sleep alone. 2 weeks of annoyed excuses from your boyfriends.

Today would be no different...

"Baby we're just tired..." Atsumu sighed, and Kiyoomi wasn't even opening his mouth, going through his routine in silence. You swore you felt a vein pop on your forehead.

"Yeah? Poor you. How tired?"

Atsumu sighs, not having the energy to put you with your anger right now.

"Very, why are you being --" his sentence cuts off short as he sees the garment hanging off your fingertips. Even kiyoomi who had been intent on not interacting to save his strength, had spotted it and was gulping heavily.

"Tired enough to spoil my panties?" Several things ran through Atsumu's mind at a breakneck speed, none of them helpful as he felt the most embarrassing blush up his face. "Hey... Um... I can explain" atsumu starts.

Your face was deadpanned. If people thought kiyoomi was the resting bitch face in your relationship, they didn't look at you well enough.

"they were my favourite pair you know" you pout and flop on the armchair in your living room. *Shit* *fuck* he should have known. You were the last person to get mad at them for their ungodly practices. You had your practices. You were also an athlete. There was no way this would have pissed you off, he should have known better.

As he thinks about his last words, he notices how sweaty you are. You must have just finished your practice too... Your bangs were sticking to your forehead, your legs manspreading and the prettiest flush on your face. *THIS ISN'T HELPING* he told his brain.

Kiyoomi had completely abandoned his daily ritual of setting his kitbag neatly in its place, instead, he was standing behind Atsumu, trying to hide. As if his 6'4 self would be able to. He looked sheepish behind his mask and you knew already. "Ye-yes babe wait...It was just.. you were so tired and ... We didn't -" your eyebrow raises, "me .. tired..." You slowly repeat what he said, and lord, Atsumu knew he was so fucked.

He knew the only way to ask for your forgiveness was to beg for it. So with his thighs still sore from practice, he sits in front of you, on his heels. He hears Kiyoomi behind him and immediately knows he's following suit, his mask dangling off of one ear.

They weren't looking up at you as much, being as tall as they were, but it was enough. Kiyoomi's pale face was also flushed as he was avoiding your gaze. You were sitting on the armchair, legs still spread and arms crossed as you regarded them. Omi had the insane thought that *the yakuza should be glad she never wants anything to do with violence*.

"so?" You ask them, eyes levelled as they look down on both Atsumu and Omi. Atsumu gulps again, his voice cracking as he starts, "Baby it's just... You had finally.. just got a break after a while and it didn't seem fair..." You scoff, "Spare me that bullshit, either it was a kink you didn't tell me about or you just didn't want to deal with me. Which one is it?" This time your question was aimed at Omi, who was shifting his feet.

Omi knew it was useless lying to you, you already saw through the whole act anyway, but still... For his dignity... "It's not like that it just happened -" he sees the beginning of a snarl form...

When Omi doesn't say anything, you sigh, "I can't believe you tried lying to my face." He looks at you through his lashes again and looks back down, the red getting deeper."I'm upset you know." When Atsumu hears those words he starts to crawl to you on his hands and knees, "Hey don't be like-" he gets stopped in his tracks with the balls of your foot on his forehead. Atsumu gulps, it was an uncomfortable position to be in, not to mention he could see your skirt lift, and he made every effort possible not to look.

You laugh coldly, "WOW, even after the stunt you just pulled you're still thinking about my panties? That's kinda pathetic Tsum." He felt the knot in his chest unwind a little at the use of his nickname coming back but he wouldn't be off the hook so soon.

Omi, on the other hand, had been looking at you both from the corner of his eye... He could see Atsumu's tent in his shorts.. and felt the mortifying realization that he was getting one too."I'll let you look if you ask real nice mmkay?" You tell Atsumu with faux sympathy dripping from your voice. He closes his eyes, takes a few breaths and says... "Please.. baby can I look?" That earns a catlike smile from you. "See wasn't that hard was it?" You shift your foot from the centre of his forehead to place your heel there instead, giving him plenty of space to stare. You turn to Omi now, watching his breathing get shallow and eyes get heavy-lidded.

"nothing to say, Omi?" You purr, but the expression on your face is as stoic as ever. "What would you like me to say?" He asks as levelled as he can, his breath betraying him at every word. Atsumu, clearly not having had enough of your attention, whines. "H-hey cmon.." you turn to look at him, his eyes defiantly looking up at you.

"Stop... Pay attention to me" he pouts. Fucking pouts. "You just had your turn being humiliated and yer asking for more?" You ask dryly. He nods his head, the heel still on his forehead bobbing up and down. You let out a breath of *fine* and travel your foot down until he reaches the growing tent in his shorts and you apply the slightest pressure.

You see him open his mouth in a silent gasp and throw his head back. You turn back to Omi, "Now what was I saying?" Omi looks back at you, clearly dazed, but manages to say "You were saying why you were upset with us". You click your tongue, "Ah right, see I am not even *that* mad about you both doing this, rather I'm mad about the fact that I've been lonely for 2 weeks and the one time you could have involved me, you didn't."

Omi nods, like a schoolboy taking a scolding. "I understand" he gasps out, but it wasn't enough to satisfy you. "And you also chose my favourite panties, care to explain why?" He thinks.. one more try couldn't hurt right? "We just.. took the first one on the pile" another twitch of your upper lip. "No ... You chose them because they had the most slick on them.. don't lie again. Am I not right?" *Fuck* there goes that.

You apply more pressure on Atsumu, and he gasps out, "Mhmm you're right fuck you're right". Your head tilts to the side, and Omi admits "Ye-yes.. it was because they had... The slickest..." He choked out the words. How the fuck did he end up here. "say it kiyoomi" Omi takes a deep breath steeling himself, "Yes, you're right we took those because .. you wear them often and they have the most... Slick on them" he breathes out.

Your cheek's resting against your curled up palm and you tap the finger of your other on your thigh. "You know what is even slicker?" You felt Atsumu's breath hitch, and another shot of shame blow through Omi. "What has...?" You roll your eyes. "Me you idiot. And maybe if you had thought things through I would have been nice" you eye Atsumu.

Now Omi not only had to deal with him LIKING being treated like this, he also had to deal with him being JEALOUS over Atsumu being treated worse but still being jealous ." are you that upset...?" Omi tests the waters, using his best pleading voice and puppy face, all of it shot down by you grumbling, "I'm not even going to answer that right now" your arms crossing across your chest.

Omi's heart drops as he hears your response. He didn't think it would get this far, to be honest, he hadn't been thinking at all. He also starts to crawl towards you, and you let him, much to Atsumu's disbelief. You press down on him a bit harder before he can argue. Omi makes it to your thigh, his chin resting on it as he looks up at you through his coal lashes and says in the prettiest voice "I'm sorry bunny... I didn't mean to upset you I wasn't thinking, Please forgive me?" He swore he could see your eyes darken.

You tilt your gaze towards Atsumu, your face not moving. To his credit he immediately gets the hint and whines "Yeah I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that I'm sorry I neglected you like that please forgive me?" You remove your foot on top of his hard dick and he almost stumbles forward crawling to you, placing his chin on your knee just like Omi. They look like a pair of puppies, pathetic and cute.

"you'd think just because I'm tired, which I wasn't by the way.. you didn't ask, I wouldn't help you" They could sense the genuine hurt on your face now, and sink their chins even deeper, looking up at you apologetically. "no... You would have" Atsumu says, his gaze running from yours. You were cruel, but you didn't have the heart to be cruel to both of your boyfriends kneeling in front of you.

You sigh and motion them upwards, and they quickly take the chance to nuzzle into your neck, still whispering favoured apologies and words of devotion, all of them muddling to kisses and hickeys. Barely able to breathe between them, you pull them closer through the waistbands of their shorts. They know better than to protest and let you manoeuvre them until they're looking down on you. Their palms are on the top of the armchair's back, holding on to support as they feel their calves burn from the position.

You palm their bulges, and immediately they shudder. "Pull shit like this again and I'll lock you both in chastity cages" you snarl up at them. Their eyes widen at the threat, feeling even more blood rush to their dicks. "Are ya serious?" Atsumu asks his abs relaxing and contract. You raise an eyebrow, "You tryna find out pretty boy?" Both of them shake their heads vigorously.

You decide to show them mercy, freeing their dicks from their shorts and starting to pump them after you spit on them. They lean into you, groaning and whining. Atsumu has always been a blabber in bed, but it was a pleasant surprise to see Kiyoomi moan and whine. You wished you could record them and avoid you could have it in repeat for days.

"You both beg so pretty," you tell them and they *preen*, back arching to you. The most pathetic whines and begs, you didn't expect them to be this wound up after yesterday's stunt. They start getting more high-pitched pitched and before you can prepare yourself, ropes of white paint your face and neck, making you scrunch your face.

Atsumu has his face against the back of the armchair, Omi swaying back and forth, his entire body the prettiest of flushes. "you're both too spent to clean me up?" You ask while licking your upper lip. Immediately rejuvenated, Atsumu is the first to throw his arms around you and start licking your face and neck, anything to make you forgive them, anything you say.

Omi is slower but more thorough, he has your face in a firm grip as he laps up all the cum off your face, kissing and dragging his lips across your neck. The saltiness of your sweat was mixed with their cum and Omi couldn't get enough.

"I can't believe you tried to act all aloof in front of me.. as if that would work when I know what you looked like licking the sweat off my face... Hmm Omi chan?" You teased and he couldn't even complain, he was just glad to not be the subject of your cold gaze.

When they're both done, they look up at you, their faces back on your lap. You swore you could feel their invisible tail wagging behind them. You wipe off the spit across your cheek and say, "Well then .. if you're not too tired. you could help me clean up the slick on these panties?" You coyly lift your skirt. And who would they be to deny you of such a request?

#sakusa smut #atsumu smut #sakusa x y/n #sakusa x reader #hq sakusa #sakusa kiyoomi #sakuatsu #sakuatsu x reader #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #hq atsumu #msby sakusa #msby black jackal #msby atsumu #haikyuu msby #sakuatsu smut #inerizaki

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mapis-putellas · 7 months ago

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Three’s a crowd

Pairing: Mapi Leon x Ingrid Engen x reader

Words: 3389

Warnings: swearing

Summary: You accidentally tell Ona about your relationship with Ingrid and Mapi despite promising them you’d keep it to yourself. Their reaction is nothing like you expect.

Notes: I’m sorry I’m advance for the terrible Spanish. Also, this may not flow smoothly and I apologise for that. I tried my best!

"I mean, I'd make out with them but like -platonically, you know?"

"You can't make out with someone platonically, idiota."

"Of course you can! We've done it like, so many times before already. I mean, maybe it was platonic at first, anyway. But it's definitely not now." You wave your hand dismissively. It takes promptly three seconds before you freeze in the midst of shoving your belongings into your back at the words that had just escaped your mouth without meaning to. Eyes widening, you turn to face Ona who was staring at you with a look of pure shock on her face. Her mouth was agape, hands frozen mid air in the midst of pulling off her jersey.

"qué?" Her eyebrow raise.

You panic. "Uhh, nothing. I said nothing," you scramble to collect the rest of your things, hoisting your kitbag onto your shoulder before slowly backing away from her. "You're just hearing things, Ona. I didn't say anything."

You see, this...relationship, or whatever was going on between Mapi, Ingrid and yourself was new. So new, in fact, it didn't quite have a label. In the privacy of their home, you were like any typical throuple. You kissed. Cuddled. Held hands. They'd dote over you and you craved their attention and affection. In public, however, they tended to stay away from you. Not in a mean way. A least, you didn't think so anyway. Sure they'd speak to you. Pull you into he occasional side hug if you did particularly well in training. Soft, subtle smiles would be shared between the three of you.

But that was it, and that was okay. It was just easier that way anyway. Nobody questioned you; talked you into thinking that maybe joining their relationship wasn't the best idea. You were already going a good enough job of that yourself, after all, and the rumours and speculations that would surely appear if started being affectionate in public certainly wouldn’t help.

It wasn't like you didn't want to be with them, because you very much did. It was just...they were perfect together. Had been together for years before bringing you into the mix. What did you bring into this...relationship that they didn't already have?

The answer was nothing.

Perhaps that train of thought wasn't fair, you thought. It had only been a month, after all. A month was nothing. It was why you'd chosen to remain silent. That way, you wouldn't cause any issues.

"ey ey ey, no," her hand grabs your arm, preventing you from making your escape. "You are not going anywhere chica. Sentarse." She all but demands, pointing your cubby.

"No, Ona," you futility attempt to free your arm. Ingrid was going to kill you. Literally murder you before bringing you back to clean up the mess. Both she and Mapi had asked you to keep this to yourself, and you'd broken their trust before talking without thinking. You and your stupid big mouth.

"Really. I have to go. I said I would-"

Ona shakes her head, effectively cutting you off mid sentence. "Sentarse." She says again, sounding less amused than she had before. It has you shrinking in place, but yet, your stubbornness has you once again shaking your head.

"No. I'm not a dog." The door was just there. Your eyes desperately flicker around the room in hopes of finding something that would distract the defender so you make a break for it.

"Y/n, I swear-"

"What is going on?" A new voice fills the room, and both your heads turn at the sound. At the sight of Mapi standing before you, tanned, tattooed arms crossed against her chest, your eyes wide almost comically. Oh shit. Shit shit shit. You were dead. You were so dead.

Mapi's eyes flicker from Ona's face to her grasp around your arm, prompting the defender for sigh heavily before dropping it. She turns and sits, bending down to begin removing her boots. The knowing smirk on her face was hidden. She knew it.

"Qué está pasando?" Mapi asks again, dropping her arms and making her over to you. You instinctively take a small step closer to her, staring at Ona with pleading eyes when she looks up and makes eye contact. She stares right back at you for a few moments before sighing lightly and shaking her head, rising to her feet and tugging off her jersey.

"Nada," she finally speaks, and you let out a subconscious breath of relief as feel your heart beginning to settle in your chest. Crises averted. For now, anyway.

Mapi eyes Ona for a second before nodding and turning to face you. You don't seem to realise the look of concern still etched on your face, but the Spaniard decides that for now, she'd drop the subject in an effort to prevent furthering your impending panic.

"Are you ready to go?" She asks instead, and you nod, allowing her to place a steady hand on the small of your back to guide you out of the locker room. You glance back at Ona who just so happened to be staring right back at you. She raises an eyebrow and tilts her head slightly to the side in question, and you nod, the defender mimicking it before focusing her attention back to her kitbag.

"Ingrid is in the car already." Mapi tells you in her heavily accented English as you make your way outside, her hand absentmindedly trailing up and down your back in a subconscious action of comfort.

You hum does little to comfort her.

"What happened, amor?" She gently pulls you to a stop, her hand on your hip gently coaxing you to face her. You comply, albeit a little hesitantly, eyes focusing on the tattoo on her neck. Looks can be deceiving. They could be indeed. A small part of you admittedly wants to tell her, but you figure doing so and spilling your guts and in the middle of a car park with all your teammates surrounding you wouldn't be the best idea.

"Later?" You plead instead, and though the Spaniard hesitates, she nods her head and once again starts guiding you back to her car with her hand on the small of your back. The remainder of the walk was completed in silence, Mapi opening the trunk of her car allowing you to dump your kitbag in the there along with Ingrid's and her own before opening the back passenger door.

You slip inside with a tight smile and without your usual kiss to her cheek in thanks, and the defender finds herself frowning as she closes the door and makes her way round to the drivers side, completely missing your less than enthusiastic greeting to Ingrid. You settle in the back with your headphones in, perhaps a not so mature response, but one you deemed necessary to get your thoughts together before the inevitable conversation ahead.

"Is she okay?" The Norwegian questions, glancing back a you in concern. She doesn't normally like talking about you with you in such close proximity, but she figures due to the loud music currently emanating from your headphones that you wouldn't be able to hear them. Besides, she was only doing so out of concern.

Mapi shrugs, "no sé. Ona said something, I think. Said something she did not mean to, maybe?" Her eyes follow Ingrid's for a second before she starts the car, pulling out of her parking space with relative ease. The plan had been for you to stay with them tonight, so she purposely misses the turn to your apartment and continues straight to theirs.

"Ona said something to her?" Ingrid frowns.

"Sí. She look like, how you say..." Mapi tightens her hands around the steering wheel, "como un ciervo atrapado en los faros?"

"A dear caught in headlights?" Ingrid responds, and Mapi nods.

"Sí." The Spaniard confirms.

Ingrid reaches out and places a steady hand on the defenders thigh, giving the bare, tanned skin a soft squeeze. "Did you ask?"

Mapi nods as she eases the car to a stop at a red light. "Talk later, she said. So obstinada." She grumbles.

Ingrid couldn't help but smile, "Like you, you mean?" She teases, earning herself a playful punch to the arm.

"She is worse." The Spaniard grumbles, and Ingrid laughs softly.

With a quiet sigh, you place your AirPod back into your ear. You were stubborn, she was right. But it wasn't like you weren't willing to talk about it. You just didn't want to do so where there was a risk somebody would hear.

The looming conversation ahead seemed way more daunting now.

"Go shower, bebé," Mapi finally breaks the silence as Ingrid closes the front door and locks it behind her, and you nod mutely as you kick of your shoes and make your way down the hall to their bathroom. Their bathroom. Ingrid and Mapi's. Not yours. That thought alone makes your eyes burn with tears.

Pathetic.

You miss the look of concern shared between both women share as you close the bathroom door behind you.

"I need to text Ona." Mapi murmurs as she pulls out her phone, a gentle hand resting atop of her own stopping her in her tracks.

"Qué?"

Ingrid shakes her head, "I know it's hard, but you need to let her come to us. It's obvious that she doesn't want us to know what happened with her and Ona, and we need to respect that. Forcing her to talk will only end badly."

Mapi sighs, knowing her girlfriend was right. Still, she couldn't help but push.

"But, what if-”

"No, kjære," Ingrid takes both Mapi's hand in her own and squeezes. "Let her come to us."

"Sí, mi amor."

Both knew the topic of conversation between you and Ona had evidently been about them. If not, you would have come to them. Just like you had when Lucy had said something to upset you. It wasn't like you to push them away. Mapi knew that. She also knew Ingrid was right about letting you come to them, despite her reluctance to do everything possible to figure out what was going on.

"Okay. Go find us a movie to watch. I'll make a start on diner." Ingrid places a soft kiss against the Spaniards cheek before disappearing through to the kitchen. Mapi watches her go before letting out a quiet sigh and curling up on the corner of the couch, picking up the remote to turn on the tv.

You finish with your shower long before Ingrid finishes with dinner, and you appear in the threshold of the living room clad in both their clothes. Ingrid's sweater, and Mapi's sweatpants, your hair wet and hanging down by your face.

Mapi gestures you over with one of those smiles that makes you melt, "Let me do your hair, amor. Sit." She opens her legs and pats the spot in between them. Your reluctance was evident as you comply, placing your hands on either of the Spaniards thighs as you settle and allow her to start combing through your hair.

"Dinner smells good." You finally find it within you to talk as you feel Mapi's fingers beginning to part your hair with the intention of braiding it. You didn't like leaving your hair down to sleep, and you found it endearing that Mapi had somehow remembered that fact despite it being weeks since you’d told her.

"Mhh," Mapi hums, "huele deliciosa." She agrees.

After tying off your hair with a hair tie, Mapi's tattooed arms loop around your waist, her hands clasped together against your stomach. You expect her to talk. To push you into opening up about what had happened earlier. But she surprisingly does neither. She simply rests her chin against your shoulder and presses a kiss to your cheek before once again picking up the remote.

"You pick." She mumbles into your ear, and you nod, eyes skimming over the screen.

Ingrid makes her way into the room just as you'd decided on the lion king, carrying a plate in either hand. She hands one off to both you and Mapi before once again disappearing and returning with her own.

It was pasta. Your favourite.

"Gracias." Mapi grins, settling back against the couch with you still between her legs and shoving a large forkful of food into her mouth.

Ingrid stares at you with a smile, one you couldn't help but mimic as you both watch the Spaniard stuff her face. Knowing you were in the way, you shift yourself over Mapi's leg and settle on the couch between them instead.

You ignore Mapi's playful pout at the action.

"Thank you." You whisper, and Ingrid smiles again as she gives your thigh a squeeze.

"You're welcome, elskling."

It didn't take long before dinner was quickly demolished, three empty plates sat on the coffee table as the three of you lay comfortably on the couch. You were in between Ingrid's legs now, your back to her chest with one of her arms wrapped securely around your waist. Mapi was curled up next you both, her head on Ingrid's shoulder as the Norwegian combs her fingers through her hair.

The defenders arm was thrown lazily over your stomach, tattooed hand resting on the gentle curve of your waist. Your own hand settles on top of her arm, the pad of your thumb trailing over warm skin.

The silence between you was comfortable. You were comfortable. So much so you almost want to bring up the elephant in the room. It couldn’t be that bad, right?

You sit up suddenly, yanking yourself out of both woman's grip. Mapi whines unhappily, but Ingrid nudges her softly as she shakes her head and sits up too.

Understanding, Mapi sighs lightly and forces herself to sit in front of you, her rear end perched on the edge of the coffee table. She tries to take your hands, but frowns when you gently push them away.

"I told Ona." You blurt out.

Ingrid's eyes widen, but you didn't need to see it to know she was disappointed. You could tell by the way an alarmed Mapi meets her gaze over your shoulder. You desperately try and fix your mistake.

"Well, I didn't tell her. We were talking, and it just slipped out. I didn't mean for it to happen. I swear. It was just a joke. I mean, it wasn't a joke. I was just trying to tell her a joke. That's when it happened. Please don't be mad. Or well, you can be mad. I betrayed your trust. But please don't be mad. It was an accident, I swear." You weren't aware that you had started crying until you feel Mapi's hands cup your cheeks and wipe away your tears.

Her hands were warm, and you relish in the feeling as you force yourself to take a few breaths. Ingrid's arms, you now notice, were tight around you too, her hands beneath your shirt resting on the bare skin of your stomach. You inhale and exhale, feeling her hands move with you.

"It is okay," Mapi was the first to speak, scooting a little closer and moving her hands to rest on either of your thighs. You desperately cling to to them with your own. "I am not mad. And Ingrid is not too, right?"

"Right." The Norwegian murmurs in your ear, her chin hooked over your shoulder. Her hair tickles your cheek.

"But I told..." You whisper, your voice breaking slightly, leaning back into Ingrid as much as your body would allow.

"Sí. You did," Mapi agrees. "But it was an accident, no? You did not mean to."

"Mapi's right, elskling."

"I always am." Mapi smirks, and you couldn't help but laugh when Ingrid playfully kicks her with her foot.

"She is right,” Ingrid repeats. “We are not mad at you. Being mad at you for something you didn't mean to do would be stupid. And besides, it's about time we start letting people know, mhhh?"

You blink, craning your head to the side so you were more or less looking Ingrid in the eye. She stares down at you, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your nose. It scrunches up at the action, and both she and Mapi share a look when you flush and bashfully stare down at your lap. When Mapi reaches out to take your hands again, this time you let her.

"You want to tell people? About us?" You murmur.

This was not how you thought this conversation would go.

"Mhh," Ingrid nods. "Sí." Mapi agrees.

"But, what if..." you trail off.

"What if what, amor? Talk to us, por favor." Mapi coaxes, squeezing your hands again. You look up at her, and she smiles oh so gently at you it has your mouth opening before you could give it permission to do so.

"People will talk. About us. And that won't bother me, not really. But I don't want you guys to change your mind. You were perfect before, and I don't exactly bring anything to the table." You admit.

"Baby, no. Do not think like that. This is new, yes, but that does not mean we have any doubts," Ingrid starts, her frown identical to Mapi's whose eyes have grown shiny at your words. "I can almost guarantee people will talk. That's just what they do when they see something that they're not used to. But that doesn't mean their opinions matter."

You nod, feeling something inside you slotting into place.

"My opinion, yours, Ingrid's are what matter amor. If we are happy, then that is all that matters, sí?"

"Sí." You nod.

"You are happy?" Mapi pushes, and you nod with a genuine smile. "Bueno. Now stand, por favor." She holds her hands out for you to take, and you place your own into them allowing her to easily pull you to your feet. With a kiss to your forehead, she takes your place in between Ingrid's legs and tugs on the material of your sweater to pull you closer.

You yet again comply, ending up sat on her lap with your legs either side of her hips atop of Ingrid's thighs. Mapi's arms loop tightly around your waist, holding you tightly to them both, and you melt in their embrace as you rest your head against her shoulder.

Ingrid's face was just millimetres away from your own, and you smile when you feel her lips press softly against the top of your head.

"Something to the table. What does that mean?" Mapi settles back into Ingrid when she feels the Norwegian secure her arms around both herself and you.

Your eyes rip open. Damn. You hoped they wouldn't bring this part up. When Ingrid remains silent, it becomes clear she expects you to answer Mapi's question. So with a sigh, you do.

"It's an idiom. It means to do something that will benefit others." You mumble, less than happy.

Mapi's eyebrows furrow.

"You do not think you benefit us?" She places her hands on each of your sides and gently tugs your upper body away from her. You let her, but not without a pout and refusing to meet her eyes.

"Bebé, look at me por favor."

You shake your head.

"Elskling." Ingrid's warning voice echos around the room along with her fingers tapping gently under your chin, and you sigh heavily as you comply with the Spaniards words. Mapi's eyes immediately meet your own, but they didn't hold the stern look Ingrid's did.

"You do not think you benefit us?" She asks again, and you hesitate to shake your head.

"Por qué?"

"I don't know. I just...your relationship was perfect before me." You fumble with the chain hanging from Mapi's neck.

"No relationship is perfect, my love." Ingrid cuts in, Mapi nodding in agreement. "We love each other, yes. But all couples have their issues. Including us."

"If anything, being with you only makes us stronger. Because now there's three of us, instead of two. Meaning there is lots more love and time to go around." Ingrid hand grips your thigh and squeezes. You rest your own on top of it, gripping her fingers and squeezing hard.

Mapi nuzzles her nose with your own for a second before dropping her head back onto Ingrid's shoulder. "You make us better, sí?" She reaches up and cups your cheek, her thumb grazing gently over the still damp skin.

Your lips quirk up into a hesitant smile.

"There's that smile." Ingrid coos, and you flush slightly as you fall forward into their arms, hiding your face into the Spaniards neck. Mapi grins as she cups the back of your head, and Ingrid mimics is as she presses a kiss to her cheek.

"Our girl."

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