#never been in a serious relationship even like bro💀

[scrambledslut]

FRANCISCO MORALES PLEASE LET ME HAVE YOUR BABIES🗣🗣🗣🗣

[henneseyhoe]

Velcro.

Jude Bellingham x BLACK!FEM!Reader

WARNINGS: SMAU, Rude(ish) comments, A bit smutty at the end but nun too serious, Jude being a velcro boyfriend, basketball player!Reader, Touch me not!Reader, Nonchalant(ish)!Reader, Clinginess, fluffy, reader is a bit of a tomboy (but it’s not really implied ig??), Readers sexual preference is questioned a few times lmao.

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Ahh, a tale as old as (you*) time if you ask me! It seemed that since you were little, no one could read the sign you mentally placed on your forehead that said DO NOT TOUCH. that included Jude.

100% use to be time limit on how long he can hug you when you two first started dating and he thought he was slick going over a few seconds just to see if you’d notice. 😭

He respects you not wanting to be touched so often but sometimes he genuinely does forget and slips up.

Sometimes you let him get away with it, other times you smack his hand away like you’d do a naughty child.

He’s so touchy that sometimes you don’t even notice until he moves.

“Jude…”

“Hm?” He hums, eyes on the computer screen resting on your stomach that was playing princess and the frog.

“Jude” You call even firmer than before.

“Yes, baby?”

“Your hand, dude…”

His eyes dart to the suspecting hand, his entire palm softly groping your boob under your shirt as if the hand was supposed to be there.

“Oh! Sorry-“

He waits till you’re asleep to cuddle you when you two are finally together again and on break; you wake up with a full grown man nearly on top of you.

You once told him to start asking for kisses instead of just kissing you and you ended up answering more than ten questions in just one evening.

He doesn’t even get jealous of you interacting with other men that may be interested in you because you kinda hate everybody??..💀

He’s also leaving multiple hickeys on your neck so they can see just in case but you had to immediately stop him from doing that before a coach or a teammate saw and bullies you for it.

Hiding the relationship from the public was difficult enough but he quite literally acted like you two were conjoined at the hip at times.

When you soft launched you two’s relationship your friends were in such shock that you even let a man get close enough to you to speak without him being pepper sprayed.

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YBSF GIRL WHAAAAT???

❤︎ ʙʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ

YBSF2 YOU WIT YO WHOOO??

ynusername You know who i’m with! 😹

USER1 AHHHHHHHHH

❤︎ ʙʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ

USER2 WON A RING HER ROOKIE YEAR AND GOT A MAN??? IKTRRR

❤︎ ʙʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ

USER3 could have sworn she liked girls—

USER4 Y/N plays basketball so good she got ppl thinking she a lesbian wow

USER5 Lesbian allegations in her first year of playing in the WNBA omg we made it yall!!

USER6 Girl we know who that is

USER7 right, she covering his face like we blind???

ynusername Never tried to hide him lol

USER8 Oh so this is why we aren’t winning any games lol…

USER9 Lost to the fuckin SPARKS bro…

USER10 Is it really that deep?

USER9 YES BITCH!

USER11 I KNOW THAT AINT MY MANNNN

ynusername your whom?

USER12 GAG HER MOTHER LMAO

USER13 NOOOO GET OFF OF HERRR

USER14 IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE US NOT HIM

judebellingham ???????

judebellingham 🤍👩🏾‍🤝‍👨🏽

❤︎ ʙʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ

judebellingham I live to breathe the same air as you.

❤︎ ʙʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ

USER15 okay tone it down a little jude-

USER16 He’s so- 😭😭😭

USER17 I have a hunch that she’s gonna eat him and use his football talent to gain powers

ynusername My plans have been foiled

USER18 a sports crossover i never expected to see ngl????

USER19 right? 😭

USER20 It’s a pr stunt guys lol

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There’s a good bit of people that still don’t think you two are actually together, exhibit A:

He surprisingly ignores all of these comments cause he knows what’s real.(you show em jude!)

Everybody can just tell he bagged you by being absolutely delusional and they were correct.

All those story likes, comments and convincing you that he was cool finally paid off!

Also he was very much so one of those “omg you’re so smallll” type of flirts 💀 and it took you every bone in your body not to kick the back of his knees in.

Now you probably wouldn’t have won that fight but while he was down on the floor you’d have enough time to run for your life.

He’s definitely that boyfriend that walks with his hand in your back pocket.

Has told you multiple times before that not being with you feels like he’s having withdrawals. 😭

Poor baby HATES when you tour but he still roots for you, posting pictures of your team on his story and all. 😖

Sharing location? He has yours on every single device and watches it occasionally when you’re traveling lmfao.

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You wouldn’t be surprised if he secretly has a burner account where he claps back at people who come for your game performance.

It wouldnt be the first time he’s said something to critics. 🧍🏽‍♀️

If he can’t make it to a game then best believe he’s watching it on his phone and jumping up every time you get a point of your own. 😭 (we love a supportive wag)

He definitely has one of your jerseys and you absolutely have his.

Because you didn’t like being touched so often, naturally your favorite sexual position was riding. (it was also a great leg workout) You loved that you could be in control of him and how he touched you. If he got too handsy, you weren’t a stranger to pinning his arms down to your mattress and he would practically be too weak to protest against it anyway.

When you did allow him to touch you how he wanted, his favorite position was sideways spooning. A position where he could hold you as much as he wanted, keep you still within his arms and still fuck your brains out while getting his fix of touching you without limit. He basically went feral anytime it happened, the first time he was surprised he could cum that much, all the evidence laid across the dimples of your back (i’m sorry i couldn’t help myself LMAO)

By the time you two were together for over a year, Jude could just feel you softening up for him a little more day by day and he just couldn’t wait till you were as touchy as he was

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💌~ I hope yall like this, i wrote it along with this lewis fic that’s kinda the same but also not? 💀 yall will see it soon lmfao

also, give Jude his WNBA gf(me) NOW!! we got league babies to make frl

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

should’ve kept my mouth shut

date today…,,..,..

[spideysbruh]

rom com

@celebnews just tweeted- 'Best Part' starring Y/n L/n and Timothée Chalamet has begun filming! A romcom described as being in the same vein as 'When Harry Met Sally'. It apparently spans across a decade, following the pair as their relationship evolves.

@lauriesvest replied- BRO IVE BEEN WAITINGGGG

@wallowsyn replied- I am about to get so annoying...

@paulsmauddib replied- bro the premise sounds so cute 🥺 love romcoms

@y/n just tweeted- always wanted to be in a romcom!!! can't wait 🩷

@tchalamet replied- COUPLE ROMCOM LOVE LOVE ROMCOM

@y/n replied to @tchalamet- haha hell yeah man exactly

@upatnightyn replied to @yn- mind you they JUST met 💀😭😭

@thesedaysyn replied- she shares a lot on her instagram i can't waittttt to see their friendship 🥺😭

y/n just posted a story!

caption- hanging out 🫶

tchalamet just posted a story!

caption- 😳😳

@ynstan just tweeted- WE'RE GONNA GET A KISS CAM SCENE !?!?!?!?!?!

@oceaneyesyn replied- OHHH IM SO FUCKING SEATEDDDDD

@romsyn replied- BRO WE'RE GETTING THE HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS OF OUR DECADE LETS

@kylesgoodgf replied- I wonder if itll happen on like their first date or later on 🤔 or is it even a date omg I NEED TO WATCH IT ALREADY

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y/n 🍂

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sabxyn bro she's literally out of this world gorgeous omfg

artsyyn WHY IS SHE CRYING 🥺😭

readyn POST BTS PICS W YOU AND TIMOTHEEEE PLEASEEEE PLEASE PLEASEEEEEEE

tchalamet that's me !

y/n liked

fifteenminsyn omg he looks so happy in that picture I bet it's cause of yn 😏

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bestpartmovie First look at Best Part

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lookingatyn FUUUUCK THE MONOLOGUE. one thing about timmy is that he's gonna have the most romantic monologue of all time !!!!

popyn promo tour soon !?!?! CANT WAIT

laurieslaurence fuck this might end up being my all time fave of timmys...

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tchalamet some vibes. Best Part coming soon!!!!!!!!

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chiyn omg so his character falls first AND falls harder i love it. i love when men yearn 😩😩

featheryn that last pic is gonna be their first kiss, watch!

y/n still cold from filming that last scene smh

tchalamet liked

tchalamet me too, maybe we should kiss to warm up?

y/n liked

soamericanyn NO WAY 💀💀

paulmauddibstan nah cause he's never flirted this OUTWARDLY w a co-star before 😭😭 bro is down bad

spideyyn bro took the movie too serious😩 me too though, y/n is a baddie !!

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y/n probably my favorite filming experience. best part!!!!!

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livxyn I NEED INTERVIEWS NOWWW BTS ETC ETC

tchalamet mine too

peterparkyn yk you can just text her, right? 😭

ayoedebiri im simply too seated

@tchalupdates just tweeted- In an interview for his upcoming movie, Timothée described Y/n as "An elegant, captivating presence." and spoke about how they became very quick friends, "It's impossible to not like her, she's such a beautiful person, her optimism flows from her effortlessly. She's a very bubbly person, just always radiating positivity and kindness, which is always something that everyone needs."

@snoozeyn replied- mind you they asked him what their first scene together was.. 😭😭💀💀 down bad

@marvelyn replied- if they don't get married I'll kms

@lauriesvest replied to @marvelyn- bro their relationship isn't even confirmed yet 😭 (but I agree)

@bestpartyn replied- wow he rly fell in love during this, so when we see them fall in love in the movie thats REAL 🗣🗣 CALL ME DELUSIONAL IDC IDC

@ynupdates just tweeted- Y/n recently stated in an interview for 'Best Part' that Timothée is the best actor she's worked with, "Everything he does comes off of him so naturally. I admire his tenacity and his sunny disposition, how he's always so helpful- I can go on and on! But he's just the best. we had great camaraderie from day one and it's only enhanced since then."

@musicalyn replied- come right on me- I MEAN-

@smalltalkyn replied- "I can go on and on" oh we know girl 😭

@wonkasdune replied- fuuuck they're so cute 😭

tchalamet just posted a story!

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bestpartmovie Some bts of our leads. Out today!

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obsessedyn ALREADY WATCHED IT, IT WAS AMAZING

bearyn there's a wedding ?!?!?!

romcomyn that first pic, they're so cute 🥺

paulsarrakis love how they're almost always constantly touching 🥺

dunepaul according to the bts video, the third pic was their first scene together 🥺 and between takes they would just talk and learn about eachother 😭😭😭😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

tasteyn they seem to really like each other 🥺

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y/n rollout pics

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tchalamet 💀💀💀

rachelzegler okay love that

tchalamet just posted a story!

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tchalamet im gonna love her a long long time

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tsgf FUCK

paultims wtf he cheated on me...

alltoyn OMGGGG

fuxkyn bro WHY she's literally so ugly

laurieslaurence bro you're delusional 😭

y/n my beautiful boy

ynscat she deserves this so much 🥺😭😭 her previous bfs have been.... horrible

y/n just posted a story!

caption- boyfriend reveal (real)

[vendetta-if]

If Viktor was alive, how would he have reacted when Takashi told him Luka was dating Jackel? How would he have reacted upon meeting him? Would he have also treated Artyom about finally getting niblings off his own?

Viktor immediately locks in and goes into serious and scheming mode as soon as he hears Takashi spilling the tea about his lil bro 😂

He has so many questions that poor Takashi doesn’t know the answers to 😭How did Luka manage to hide this under his nose for so long? How long has this relationship been going? What can Takashi tell more about this Jackal guy?

The next few days, Viktor is busy trying to find out more about his brother’s supposed boyfriend (might even enlist Takashi’s help on it). He also tries to subtly prod Luka with seemingly innocent questions about relationship in an effort to get Luka to possibly slip (he doesn’t and he’s aware that Takashi has betrayed him and spilled the beans to his big bro; he should’ve known 💀).

As for when he finally meets Jackal in person (assuming Luka is not in the room). As always, Viktor is all friendly and charming, a huge smile on his face. But underneath all of those, Jackal can sense the dangerous edge and wariness radiating from him.

At first, Viktor strikes up an easy conversation, asking Jackal some personal—but sensible questions, which he gives the barest answers to. Just when he thinks that Viktor has finally ran out of questions, Viktor slings his arm on Jackal’s shoulder.

On the surface, the gesture looks like a friendly one between friends, but Jackal knows better and what Viktor says next just confirms his thoughts.

“I know Luka might look tough and cold on the outside, but surely, as you may already know, he’s got a sensitive and soft heart inside,” Viktor smiles coldly before continuing, “So… If you dare break his heart or hurt him in any other way… Believe me, there will be no where in this country where you’ll be safe. Got it?”

Jackal just nods stiffly. “I promise I won’t do that. I’d rather die than do anything that will hurt him,” he mutters.

Viktor leans back to give Jackal his personal space back, clapping Jackal’s back none too gently. “Good!” he grins, and this time, it looks more genuine. “So… When’s the wedding, huh?” He teases.

“W—What?!” Jackal sputters, face red. And fortunately for him, his saviour finally stepped out of the office.

Luka takes a quick glance at his boyfriend and then his brother, and instantly, he understands the gist of what just happened.

“Okay, Vitya, that’s enough of bullying him,” Luka sighs as he marches over to where his boyfriend and big brother are standing.

“Bullying?” Viktor gasps. “I would never! I was just about to ask him how many nephews and nieces you two are going to give me.”

Luka’s eyes bulge as he chokes on air from the surprise. Viktor can only laugh at both men’s reactions.

[nimmie-nugget]

~Hantengu Clones x Disgust Clone Reader~

Reminder: drink water and eat a full meal! Turn on dark mode if it’s currently night where you live~ wouldn’t want ya eyes to hurt right?~ —go to your profile and press the icon that’s on the VERY right, then click “General Settings” and scroll down a bit till you see “Color Palette” and there should be a few options for ya there!—

Warnings: ooc, not proofread, your not gonna like Karaku’s part, you might shit your pants

Note: I’ve had this in my mind for quite a long time!!! Google better be right for the kanji’s I have next to the clone’s names or Istg- This doesn’t mean I won’t stop doing Tokito twins content tho! I’ve been posting some other things instead of Tokito content so i just wanted to reassure~ don’t worry Tokito enthusiastic’s! Your emotion is disgust and your color is a mix of Yellow and Green~ Platonic ofc or else self love has a new meaning💀 Enjoy <3

Masterlist+Introduction

Masterlist

Sekido 怒

You CANNOT come to me and tell me this is not toxic. 💀🖕

Both of you argue the most out of the clones

There was a time your argument got WAY out of hand ‘n both of you started using your BDA like crazy!

Your always pointing out his lil flaws

Tho Sekido’s clothes are more tolerable.

You tease him but not as much as Karaku

Long story short both of you want each other to die 😣

“Why not you fix your hair before you start talking?”

“WE HAVE THE SAME HAIRSTYLE YOU BRAT!”

These two lines kinda giving sibling energy- 👆

Karaku 愉

Your grossed out by the fact he doesn’t wear proper clothing.

Just one touch and you go

“AHHHH!!! THIS IS UTTERLY DISGUSTING!”

Teases you A LOT. You and Sekido most likely teamed up once just to get him to shut up 😬

I think he just considers you a whore at this point-

Considering you always look at his abs ‘n shit but your just trynna tell him to wear some clothes in the most judging way possible 😭

How did he even miss that gaze full of disgust!? HECK it’s your emotion-

“I know you like this Y/n~” he says as he licks his hand. Bro’s a cat fr💀

You gave him the most disgusted look ever that day.

Urogi 幸

He’s too much for you to handle-

Your losing your sanity yeah tots like you didn’t lose it years ago😃

Let’s just say your BDA is to be able to mind control-

The moment he uses his BDA you instantly use your BDA on him if your near.

Tho despite you literally being disgusted of him in every single way, you still hold some respect for him.

“A,IS)EJWAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” *Activated BDA*

You groan as you activate your BDA “I don’t have time for this! And keep ya mouth shut would ya?! Your voice is disgusting.”

Aizetsu 愁

You must admit he is quite tolerable then the other clones but that’s what makes it more disgusting.

You two have a pretty decent relationship.

Tho his outfit…it’s disgusting.

You don’t really hold…much disgust towards him???

Tho it’s just probably because he doesn’t annoy you much as the other clones.

OH YOU WERE VERY WRONG 😨

Your the only clone who doesn’t tease him or act serious.

That’s the explanation to him latching to your arm 24/7 👆💀

“UGHHH!!! GET OFF ME! YOUR FUCKING HEAVY!” You yelled.

“…Y/n don’t yell…that makes me sad…” he said clutching onto his staff

“This disgusts me. You disgust me.”

Yep, ya had to use your BDA to get him off.

But why ya gotta be so mean!!? >:(

But hey! Aizetsu’s confirmed to be a cat 😼

Zohakuten 憎

Let’s just say ALL of the clones are in a black void when Hantengu is in control 😶

Never though I’d say this but this relationship is WAY more toxic then yours with Sekido 😰

Your always commenting on how disgusting he is.

Roast him like a Roblox kid 😎

Tho you won’t be getting away just easily.

Considering he’s the STRONGEST of the clones you’ll def be beat to pieces 😭

“Ngh!…is that all you got? Your unreliable dragons can’t do shit to me! Utterly disgusting.” You say with a grin.

Hell you faced so many tortures that day- tho what scared ya the most was the fact that your regeneration slowed down 😰

Like- HOW!?!?

You swore to never go overboard with HIM ever again 🫡

[proudproship]

Dude, I'm gonna just come out and say it, why is it ALWAYS the hardcore antis who condone literal imprisonment, torture, and death upon proshippers that are ALWAYS either they themself a dark-fiction consumer...or an actual pedophile/necrophile/zoophile/etc???

Like dude, I've been friends with a few antis over the years, and I had this one dude screaming I liked kids because I joked, JOKED MIND YOU, that I'd make my VTuber avatar a loli to get extra money... In the same exact argument he revealed that he jerks off to photos of CONCENTRATION CAMP VICTIMS????? (He still insisted that was better than lolicon tho because "Well the photos I like are all adults"??? Those are literal real-life corpses of torture victims, dude)

Like bro... sorry but I've never met people with more depraved and disgusting fantasies than these fandom-cops that want you in jail for liking Len x Rin Vocaloid art 💀

I normally wait to answer inbox submissions but HOLY SHIT????

I mean I have a really heavy suspicion that all hardcore antis' kink is to tell kids to off themselves

And I believe that because when I was an anti, I was in a discord server and one of these dudes (he was a 27 YEAR OLD ADULT BTW) threatened a young teen in the server that if she didn't stop shipping "a proship" then he'd come to her house and... I'm not even gonna repeat what he said, but he said something that actually did get him a visit from the police-

Oh and "the proship" this girl shipped? Bubbline. A canon lesbian relationship between two consenting fictional humanoid adult women.

And honestly being subjected to those types of threats is what made me make this blog. I don't want anymore kids to be subject to serious abuse just because "oh no, fiction!!!!"

We all should know at this point that antis really don't know the difference between fiction and reality, and that's why they think it's okay to jerk off to literally illegal or morally despicable things, but they get so offended by lines on paper...

[not-goldy]

Hi Goldy!

You’ve been dealing with a lot and I mean A LOT of Jungkook antis lately, Jimin antis and Jikook antis too.

Why do you think it is that they purposefully come to your blog, with anons that go against what you post about?

Why do they come with *their opinions* to a blog about YOUR OPINIONS?

Let’s put it out there, hypothetically, if they really wanted to get in your head and turn you to the ‘dark side’ what dark side would you chose?

A) Jikook were never real and they use each other to cover up girlfriends (like really?!)

B) Jikook are laughing at all the jkkrs that believe in them and they are strictly bros, colleagues who only hang out when forced by the evil company (*le sigh)

C) Jimin is actually with another BB member and so is Jungkook, either in the group of another group (with how Jikook treat each other I pity their ‘lovers’)

Orrr

D) Jikook were real but broke up in chapter 2 (I wish I had exes like Jikook 🙃)

I personally don’t believe ANY of the above, but if you were to give the antis what they wanted, what would you chose and how would a post from you after accepting one of the choices look like?

Give the antis the content they’re aching for, even though it wouldn’t make them disappear, a least they can print and frame the post as their longed for ‘win’ from a Jikook account cos it’s the only win they’ll get.

I leave you with this 😉:

Jikook will keep jikooking no matter what anons say 💜💛

Dark side?????

None of these sound remotely plausible to me😩💀

Using eachother to cover their girlfriends is just such a silly take🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

So silly.

Being coerced to do things against their will is wild for two people who won't hesitate to throw the company under the bus if the need arises - Jimin exposed the company for not giving him voice training when he wanted one, exposed them for refusing to greenlight his MV for each song project. Hell he pointed to Jungkook when the members exposed them sneaking into bed with eachother for the first time.

Imo he has a very strong self preservation instinct.

There's a reason some people say he's a Slitherin you know lmao

Jungkook- well he's Jungkook 😹💀

He asked vmin not to come to his house on live but quickly changed his tone when he realized he was on live. Like he literally said "I'm not supposed to say that" and then he went, okay yall can come🤣💀

He n Jimin have exposed the company more times than I can count I doubt they would let it slide if the company were forcing them into anything.

Break ups are a normal part of relationship cycles.

But I don't see why two exes would choose to serve in the military together 💀💀💀💀💀💀

I can understand them putting their differences aside to film official content together but to be stuck with each other for more than a year???? Let's be serious for once🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jikook dating other members from other bands sounds like something a 10 year old fanfic writer would cook up😩

It's right up there in the level of silliness with option one🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I can tolerate those who think they are not together or were never together at all. After all I can entertain the thought I could be fundamentally mistaken about them but however I also believe they are more likely together than not.

[im-out-of-it]

season 1, episode 4 of stupid thoughts

so I actually don’t care for season one that much mostly by jace and clary not giving a shit about Alec and just the stuff Alec goes through which no one seems to care about- but this is actually one of my favorite episodes

(I used this gif already so sue me) (it’s not my fault if Magnus is fine as hell)

1. how could you not love it? MAGNUS 🥰 ALEC SMILING

HOW COULD YOU NOT LOVE THIS BEAUTIFUL FUCKING FACE?

1. anyway I got carried away, let’s begin 👏🏼 clary tells Simon “what would I do without you?” I hate the way clary treats Simon. she treats Simon the same way jace treats Alec. they both expect Alec and Simon to drop everything for them and do what they want in that moment. it’s never crossed clary’s mind that Simon has his own feelings, thoughts, and interests. he literally got kidnapped because of clary not once BUT TWICE. I do think their relationship is slightly better in the show but it still bothers me how she uses Simon and then basically only dates him because she thinks she can’t have jace

how I feel about clary and jace lmao

2. I want to add more or how clary disregards Simon. he starts developing this impulse due to almost being a vampire, makes it clear to clary that he’s worried, and she just makes jokes about it and ignores him. does he sound a tad bit dramatic? of course but he’s still your best friend. and worst of all, clary makes sure Simon is a vampire for her own purposes. she never once thought about what Simon wanted. I’ll elaborate more on that later

3. the show could have turned ignorant, self involved, and hateful clary into someone who is a bit naive but understands and learns from her experiences. she could have seen that she does take Simon for granted. but I don’t think she genuinely learns from her experiences.

4. also, why doesn’t clary ever tell Jace to knock it off and not speak so cruelly against Simon? BRO THATS YOUR BFF AND YOURE JUST GOING TO ALLOW IT? HELL NO

5. “Magnus’s magic is so powerful, he can invade even the silent brothers.” YES MAGNUS HAS JOINED THE CHAT

6. “Simon, I think these are my people.”- clary to Simon. I see why Simon is upset. he was just kidnapped and has done everything for clary and I understand she’s stuck between two worlds but she’s ignoring Simon. there are ways you can validate his feelings without being such a dick to him about it. in a way, clary is making Simon feel as if he doesn’t matter

7. “Can you two focus? this is not a joke” at their welcome to Magnus bane meeting 💀 alec chill, you’re about to meet your soulmate and won’t be so fricking repressed (Izzy’s words)

8. “someone needs to get slayed” izzy please 😭

9. “Now Magnus is one of the most powerful warlocks I’ve ever known. He has a deep mistrust of shadowhunters.” -hodge. I wonder why. it’s not as if he hasn’t been hunted and betrayed by them????

10. now Jocelyn is one of the best shadowhunters? I can’t take this serious lmao

11. what’s also to love about this episode? THEE PARTY THEE RAVE THEE OUTFITS

AS IF THIS ISNT THE MOST PERFECT GODDESS ON THE SHOW? MY BI STUPID ASS CANT TAKE IT

12. there’s some debate on the whole necklace aspect between the books and the show. my take: it actually makes sense for the lightwoods to not be wearing it. Magnus doesn’t trust shadowhunters and this necklace supposedly means the world to him, since Camille meant so much to him. I like the idea of Cecily, Anna, and so on having it but it also in a way, makes sense that they don’t wear them and it’s a sort of Lightwood family heirloom. Magnus isn’t a fan of the lightwoods and I honestly don’t see him giving away one of his most prized artifacts

13. “it’s a party not a poetry slam” ok Queen go off 🔥

14. I don’t care what anyone says, izzy is the most gorgeous being on this show. and that is outrunning Magnus and Alec COMBINED

LITERALLY HOW GORGEOUS CAN SHE BE

part 2 coming on a new post 🥰

[tainsan]

YES I DEF THINK THAT TOO!! im just rlly bad at spelling and meant jongho might just use ur name/a shortened ver 😞 yeosang would DEF use ur name but like in the nerdiest way im sorry. hes just a little dorky if that makes sense! i 🫶🏻 nerds tho

on the contrary wooyoung would use the cringiest nicknames ever whether ur there or not. 'my little sugarplum cupcake' 'my honey booboo bear' hed start saying into recipes atp like 'my 1/4 cup of sugar with five large marshmallows!!' thanks man. how sweet!

IM SOO EXCITED!! i need fluff rn these past few chapters have hit me like a train and i am SICK and TIRED of their shenanigans. just kiss it out! i will not sue promise maybe just scream a little 🤗 this fic has everything i love AND an amazing incredible spectacular funny kind author

yeah its not terrible until you have to do it ☹️ its a workout esp when ppl keep messing up 👿👿👿 i think im the side kick here tbh! us against the world though 🤞🏻(and misfit atz. ik yk what theyre gonna do and how theyll improve but IIII dont so until then.. they better sleep with one eye open)

hopefully ur mental health is good or i will uh. fight ur brain! 🤺 and i hope ur inside and safe now 🫶🏻🫶🏻

ok thats my super duper long message for now 😎 thank u for listening and sorry for the wall of text. i WILL be back🐺

-🦝

ME TOO I’m terrible at spelling bc I’m dyslexic😭 auto correct and grammarly are my saviours omg

OKAY I feel like Jongho would be too shy to call you a nickname at the start of the relationship but when he gets fully comfortable he will use babe and baby. Yeosang is such a nerd I love him. I have a thing for nerdy boys (seonghwa and Yeosang have me in a chokehold) (everytime I see seonghwa geek over Star Wars and Lego I will go feral)

NO BC YOU HAVE A POINT😭😭 wooyoung would 100% be using all the cringey weird petnames UNIRONICALLY. Bro woukd come up to you and be like “what’s up my pookie bear” dead serious and won’t understand why you are laughing at the name💀 LDKAOAOA 1/4 CUP OF SUGAR HAD ME ON THE FLOOR. But cupcake and muffin are defo gonna stick bc he thinks you’re the sweetest person alive!!!!

The past few chapters have been HEAVY and I’m so happy to be finally releasing some chapters which I know everyone has been waiting for😭. YOURE FLATTERING ME STOP ILY I’m happy you like the story and also me 🥹

I can’t understand :(( when I was in high school we did Matilda the musical and I was one of the kids in the back 😭😭 my teachers loved the fact that I have a history in gymnastics so they made me flip around and do tricks off a mini trampoline. And OMG THE LEAD FOR MATILDA WAS SO BAD IT WASNT EVEN FUNNY idk who casted but she couldn’t sing or dance or act😭 we did so so so many retakes and every retake I had to be flipping around and I was so done by the end of it

We can both me main characters 🤭 us against the world bae🫶 yeah yeah I have no idea what they are going to do we are both in the blind….🤫

I’d love for you to fight my brain it’s a mess but I’m improving slowly. the last few months have been super super tough for me so I hope that I will get out of this period. But I’ll be fine !!!

NEVER APOLOGISE FOR RANTINGGG

You better be back 🐺AWOOOO

[minthara]

Berlin dating scene sounds as bad as New York 💀 The porn addiction combined with having WAY too much choice (another potentially "hotter" girl always being one swipe away) is a horrible combination. Do you also have the problem of dudes pushing 40 but STILL not ready to commit lol? Imo I think that's also related to the too much choice thing. It was all so bad I gave up on dating/sex/relationships like 4 years ago, and I have never been happier 🤣 My friends who didn't give up are all married to men who are NOT originally from the city. they're from parts of the country that are known for being nicer/having better manners/being more traditional (like people from those parts actually more often want to get married and have families). I think guys in any big city in the world are just bad for dating 😅

yeah it sounds quite similar lmao. and its so weird, because my first experience was a really really serious relationship with a dude who was born here and never left, and after we broke up i saw a few ppl from other countries and they werent a hit either... so i tried to concentrate more on ppl from here (also bc i dont wanna be someones fucking tourguide), bc one of the guys even asked me if i was ok with moving to london on the first date?? bro no lmfao

and yeah, its all those dudes almost 40 who still arent sure if they want kids or even if they want monogamy like. bestie. now is the time fjsjfjsfjjfsd how long do u want to wait. + with the added downside of berlin being a major party city (listen. im a club girlie as well. but i cant do this shit more than like once every two months anymore)

but ough i dont wanna leave here either, its the first time ive felt at home since i was like... 19 :/ i moved around a looooot when i was younger, so i get quite attached to the places i like :/

[kepamount]

You Right

kepa arrizabalaga, based on You Right by Doja Cat and The Weeknd - smut, fluff, angst (kinda)

Rating: M (minors, pls do not read this!!)

Word Count: 10.2k+ (i’m sorry 😭)

Warnings: alcohol consumption, strong language, toxic relationship, infidelity, flirting and sexual tension, explicit sex, pet names (in Spanish 😩), body worship (I think??? he kisses her all over lmaoo), fingering, dirty talk, praise and degradation, unprotected penetrative sex, exhibitionism, he gags y/n with his tie lol, choking, i think that’s it but lmk if i missed anything pls!!

a/n: it’s finally here! first of all, my spanish is rusty so pls don’t judge if there’s anything mistakes 💀 second, this is a cheating fic so don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with infidelity! finally, please enjoy and lmk what you think!! <33

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‘Everything alright, y/n?’ Ben says, sliding into the seat beside mine, and I put my phone down on the table in front of me, leaning back as I take a deep breath. ‘Everything’s… great,’ I sigh, and he raises an eyebrow. ‘That was the least convincing answer I’ve ever heard.’ ‘Yeah, ‘cause it was a lie,’ I say drily, and he bursts out laughing. ‘Want me to beat him up?’ ‘Like you could do him any damage,’ I reply, Ben gasping in mock offence.

We’re at a Chelsea Football Club charity dinner and, as the girlfriend of the son of a board member, I get dragged to all of these events. My boyfriend, Wesley, is over at the bar after telling me to get a table and that he’d come and join me, but he’s been too busy flirting with the pretty bartender to remember my existence. So I’ve been sat here in the corner of the room, scrolling through tiktok and trying to hide so I don’t have to greet all the men that put money into the club.

‘What’s he doing?’ Ben asks, motioning over to Wesley, and I let out a little humourless laugh. ‘Getting me a drink, apparently. He has been since we arrived. Which was… fifty minutes ago,’ I say, looking at the time on my phone, and Ben sighs. ‘I don’t know why you keep going back to him,’ Ben says, and I just shrug, unsure of the reason myself

I’m saved from responding by Mason, Reece, Kai and Sophia joining us, Mason instantly launching into an entertaining story about how he almost just knocked one of the directors down the stairs, and I let him briefly distract me from the disappointment I feel about my boyfriend. But, predictably, the conversation turns to me pretty quickly.

‘So, y/n… you’re looking lovely this evening,’ Mason smirks, the others laughing at him as I roll my eyes. ‘Nice try, Mount, but it’s never gonna happen.’ ‘How’s Wes then?’ he asks, eyes wandering over to where Wesley’s chatting up the bartender, his hand on her arm. ‘Don’t be a dick, Mase,’ Reece chides him, and he looks at Reece with a raised eyebrow.

‘y/n literally couldn’t care less about him if she tried,’ he says drily, and he’s not wrong. I don’t really even like Wes anymore, let alone love him, and I fear that the feeling is starting to become mutual. It’s only a matter of time until he stops trying to win me back after I dump him.

‘We know the real reason she’s here,’ Sophia grins, and I try my best to hold back the smile that comes to my face whenever I think of him. ‘Excuse me, Soph. Are you accusing me of having an ulterior motive for attending this event?’ I ask amusedly, the four of them raising their eyebrows at me, Mason looking lost. ‘Stop playing, y/n. We all know who you’re really in love with,’ Callum says as he sits down, Trevoh and Christian with him too.

‘Wait, hang on. Who’s she in love with? This is news to me,’ Mason says, all of the boys and Soph looking at him with disbelief on their faces. ‘Are you being serious, bro?’ Christian asks, Mason nodding, and I shake my head amusedly at how confused he is.

And then I see him, heading our way, walking with Azpi. He’s in a suit with a Chelsea-blue tie on, like all the rest of them, but he easily stands out. His suit is black, accentuating his broad shoulders and strong chest, his trousers perfectly fitted to show off his thick thighs, and I actually have to shut my mouth so I don’t drool at the sight of the gold rings that adorn his long fingers and the gold chain around his neck.

‘Boys, y/n, Sophia,’ Azpi says by way of greeting, and I can just about muster up a little ‘hi, Azpi’, too focused on not professing my love for the man stood beside him. ‘None of you are drinking, I hope,’ Azpi says with a terrible attempt at a stern face, and the boys all hold up their glasses of water.

‘What are you drinking, y/n?’ Kepa asks with a little smile on his face, my heart stopping at the sound of my name on his lips in that sexy accent of his, and I collect all my braincells to formulate a coherent response. ‘Nothing, unfortunately. Wesley was getting me a drink, but…’ I trail off as everyone looks over to where my boyfriend is stood, looking like he’s about to jump over the bar and undress the bartender right now.

‘How… gentlemanly of him,’ Azpi says drily, a quiet laugh running around the table. ‘I would offer to get you a drink, but the bar staff are not allowed to serve us alcohol,’ Kepa says softly, all of the boys muttering about how unfair it is as butterflies explode in my stomach, my eyes locked with Kepa’s deep brown ones. He has to know the effect he has on me because it’s like he does this on purpose, a little smirk on his lips as he gazes at me.

‘Glad to hear it. You’re playing in a couple days, and I want to see a win,’ I say sternly, all of them laughing. ‘Stricter than Tommy, this one,’ Ben grins, patting my shoulder, and hope fills my chest when Kepa’s eyes focus in on Ben’s hand, the smile on his face dropping a little. Is he jealous? No, I must have imagined it, because he looks fine now, his smile still as brilliant as ever.

‘Okay, we’ll leave you kids to it,’ Azpi says, heading off to chat to some sponsors, and Kepa follows behind with a little wink in my direction, my heart jumping as I give him a small smile in return. As soon as they’re out of earshot, I grab onto Ben’s arm to keep myself together, my entire body going weak.

‘Ah. So that’s who she comes to these events for,’ Mason says amusedly as I lean back in my seat, heart fluttering uncontrollably. ‘Good god,’ I whisper, clutching at my chest, all of them laughing at me. ‘y/n, how long have you liked him?’ Trev asks, and I don’t even have to stop to think. ‘Since the 11th August 2018, when he played his first match as a Chelsea goalkeeper,’ I say amusedly, all of their mouths dropping open.

‘Seriously? That long? And you’ve never done anything about it?’ ‘Mason, I have a boyfriend.’ ‘Yeah, a shit one. Just dump him.’ ‘There’s no point. Kepa’s not interested in me. I’m just the girlfriend of some twat that hangs around you lot all the time,’ I mutter, all of them laughing.

‘He specifically asked you what you’re drinking, and then said he would get you a drink if he could.’ ‘He was just being polite, Kai. It’s fine, guys, you don’t have to try and matchmake. I am happy to have a schoolgirl crush on him from afar,’ I say simply, all of them exchanging glances, but they respect my subtle request for them to leave it alone, the conversation changing to the upcoming match.

After a good half an hour of gossiping with Soph, listening to the boys talk football and trying not to get caught watching Kepa across the room, I decide I will need a drink (or nine) to get through the rest of the night. Ben offers to accompany me to the bar, the two of us trying our best to avoid getting caught in a conversation with one of the many boring old white men here.

‘Can I have two pornstar martinis? And please be generous with the vodka,’ I ask the male bartender, the female one too busy flirting with my boyfriend (who hasn’t yet noticed my presence). ‘Sorry, love, but I can’t serve alcohol to any of the lads.’ ‘They’re both for me,’ I say drily, and he raises an eyebrow, not buying it.

Before he can respond, Wesley notices me, and quickly ends his conversation to join me and Ben, pressing a kiss to my lips. ‘Sorry, babe. Forgot about your drink,’ he says, and the bartender can’t hide the shock on his face at realising that I’m the girlfriend of the guy that’s kept his co-worker occupied for the last hour and a half.

‘Two vodka-heavy pornstar martinis, coming right up,’ he says drily, exchanging a glance with me, and Ben tells him to also do me a few shots as Wesley lies to my face about how he got caught in a chat with some of the board members. ‘It’s alright, Wes, you can go back to your conversation,’ I say softly, actually preferring to spend my time without him, and he doesn’t even hesitate to press another kiss to my lips before going back to the other side of the bar.

‘If you don’t dump him in the morning, I’ll do it for you,’ Ben says drily as the bartender puts the cocktails and several shots down in front of me with a sympathetic look on his face. ‘Knock them back, go on,’ Ben prompts, and I knock the shots back in quick succession, wincing at the vodka burning my throat. ‘There we go. You’ll be able to get through the night without murdering your boyfriend now,’ Ben grins, picking up one of the cocktail glasses for me as we head back to the table, mouthing to Azpi that it’s my drink when he gets a stern look from him across the room.

We take our seats again, re-joining the conversation, and I already feel the alcohol getting to my head by the time I’ve finished my first cocktail. The bartender keeps sending drinks over to me, steadily getting me more and more tipsy, my head light and my vision a little bit blurry every now and then.

When I nearly knock Soph’s glass over, they all look at me with concern on their faces. ‘Are you already drunk?’ Ben demands, and I bite my lip. ‘A bit. I haven’t eaten all day.’ ‘Why not, you idiot?’ ‘I wanted to look nice in my dress,’ I pout, Ben rolling his eyes. ‘For God’s sake,’ he mutters, and my stomach suddenly turns, feeling like the drinks are making their way back up my throat.

‘I think I might be sick,’ I declare, words slightly slurred, and all of them look alarmed at the suddenness of my announcement. ‘Fuck’s sake, y/n,’ Ben mutters, helping me up from my seat, and he leads me towards the exit, Sophia following behind us.

We step out from the function room into the lobby of the posh hotel they booked for this event. One of the rooms here is booked for me and Wesley but I somehow doubt we’ll be putting it to any use tonight, the thought making me well up.

Sophia leads us over to a cluster of sofas in the corner of the lobby, Ben sitting me down, and I take deep breaths, trying to hold back my vomit and my tears. ‘Sorry, ‘scuse me, can we have a glass of water please?’ I hear Ben asking one of the hotel employees, his voice faint and distant, and Soph crouches down in front of me, putting a hand on my shoulder comfortingly.

‘Just breathe, y/n. They’re getting you some water,’ she says softly, and I keep taking deep breaths. Ben hands me a glass of water after a few moments, making me sip it all down bit by bit, and my vision gradually clears, my fog in my mind slowly dissipating.

‘You okay now?’ Sophia asks gently, and I’m about to respond when I spot Wes sneaking out of the function room, the bartender’s hand in his, and he looks around briefly before they rush over to the lifts together, giggling like little kids. He doesn’t spot us because we’re tucked away in the corner, but we can see him clearly, my heart sinking. I’ve always had an inkling that he cheats on me, but I’ve never had it confirmed, and this might be the worst possible way for it to happen.

‘God, that was enough to bring the vomit back up,’ I say drily, trying not to show how much it’s affected me, but when they both give me sad looks, my eyes well up again. ‘Oh, y/n,’ Soph says softly, and the tears spill over onto my face.

‘Fuck’s sake,’ I curse, tilting my head back to try and stop myself from crying any more, and they laugh, Ben handing me a tissue which I use to dab away the tears, not wanting to wreck my makeup. ‘y/n, please just dump him. And don’t get back together with him this time. You deserve better,’ Ben says, just as the doors to the function room open again, Kepa stepping out this time.

My heart skips a beat when our eyes meet, and his lips quirk up into a small smile as he heads over towards us. When he gets closer and realises I’m crying, his smile disappears, replaced by concern on his face. ‘Are you okay, cariño?’ he asks, the pet name rolling off his tongue so easily, and I almost faint, butterflies filling my stomach.

‘She just saw her boyfriend cheating on her with a bartender,’ Ben says, realising that I can’t find any words at this current moment, and Kepa’s eyes widen in shock. ‘Ay, y/n, I am so sorry,’ he says softly, taking a seat on the sofa perpendicular to the one I’m sat on, and I wave his concerns away, trying to ignore how every inch of my being is having a meltdown right now.

‘Me and Ben are gonna go and grab you something to eat, alright? We’ll be back in a minute,’ Soph says with a sly wink, grabbing Ben’s wrist and dragging him away, leaving Kepa and I alone. My heart is beating so hard that he must be able to hear it, and I can barely look him in the eyes. He’s so handsome, it’s intimidating.

‘I am really sorry, y/n,’ he says again, my heart melting. ‘It’s alright. It’s nothing new. I should’ve broken up with him a long time ago,’ I say lightly, and he looks surprised. ‘You sound… unbothered,’ he observes, and I let out a little laugh.

‘I mean, it’s not ideal. I would rather not have a boyfriend that would choose to spend his time with any woman other than me, but I’m used to it at this point,’ I say mildly, and Kepa just shakes his head. ‘You deserve a lot better than someone who treats you like this. I mean, look at you. He has chosen to sleep with a bartender when the most beautiful girl in the room is his girlfriend?’ Kepa says offhandedly, my heart stopping briefly. The most beautiful girl in the room? This man is trying to kill me.

‘Stop, not even,’ I say shyly, and he raises an eyebrow. ‘It is the truth, mi amor. I know you might think I am just trying to make you feel better, but that is not the reason. You look very beautiful tonight, in this lovely dress,’ he murmurs softly, and I can’t help but smooth out the cobalt blue satin of my dress, the nerves of being sat here alone with him really getting to me.

‘Thank you. And you look very handsome in your suit,’ I say coyly, managing to pull myself together enough to attempt flirting back at him, and he grins. ‘Gracias, cariño,’ he replies, leaning back against the sofa and manspreading. I feel my underwear dampening at the sight, just about managing to tear my eyes away from his thighs.

‘Here, y/n. They’re serving the mains in a bit so have this to tide you over ‘til then,’ Ben says, me and Kepa jumping at his and Sophia’s sudden re-appearance as he hands me a bar of chocolate. ‘Thank you,’ I say, both of them already retreating. ‘We’re gonna go back inside, alright? Kep, you don’t mind looking after her for a bit, do you?’ Ben says, him and Soph turning around and speed-walking away before Kepa can even respond.

‘You don’t have to stay. I’ll be fine,’ I say, feeling bad, but he shakes his head. ‘I am happy to stay. You are good company,’ he grins, and I can’t hold back my own smile as I try to open the chocolate bar, hands shaky. ‘Aquí, let me do it. How you can do anything with those nails, I do not know,’ he says amusedly, taking the chocolate bar from my hand, tingles running up my arm when his fingers brush against mine.

He opens the packaging and instead of handing me back the bar, he breaks off a block with a small smirk on his face. He holds it out to me, and I know he’s giving me an option. I could take the block from him with my fingers, and that’d put a stop to anything that could happen between us.

So instead, I lean forward with my lips parted, taking the block and letting my lips brush across his skin, our eyes locked together as I take the chocolate into my mouth, letting it melt on my tongue. He suddenly doesn’t look so confident, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he fidgets a little in his seat, and I know I have the upper hand.

‘So, Kepa. Whilst we’re on the topic of relationships,’ I say softly, crossing one leg over the other, ‘is there a special woman in your life?’ ‘I wish, pero no. I am very much single,’ he responds, knowing exactly what I’m getting at, and I nod slowly, a small smile on my face. He breaks another block off the bar, feeding it to me again, his eyes focused on my lips, and I want nothing more than to have his fingers in my mouth instead of chocolate.

‘I envy you. The single life is much better. No responsibilities or obligations. You can sleep with whoever you want,’ I say, and he raises an amused eyebrow. ‘Is that the most important thing?’ ‘It’s one of the main things that appeals to me, considering Wes is the only boy I’ve ever slept with, and he’d rather fuck any girl he can get his hands on instead of his girlfriend. Kinda hurts a girl’s confidence,’ I say quietly, and he shakes his head in disbelief.

‘You have only slept with Wes, in your whole life?’ he asks, and I nod, looking at him through my lashes. ‘Is he good?’ ‘Not particularly. He’s never made me finish,’ I admit, Kepa’s mouth falling open. ‘¿De verdad?’ ‘Yeah. He focuses more on his own pleasure than mine,’ I say, Kepa looking absolutely scandalised. ‘y/n, you need a man who can make you feel good,’ he murmurs, and I hold back an amused smile.

‘Wherever will I find one of those?’ I ask softly, and he raises an eyebrow at me, his tongue poking at the inside of his cheek, the sight making me take a deep breath to compose myself. ‘Do not tempt me,’ he murmurs, my heart skipping a beat. He really does want to have sex with me. ‘Maybe I want to tempt you. Maybe… I want you to make me feel good,’ I whisper, and his eyes darken as he processes my words, our gazes locked together for a few long moments as I wait with bated breath for his answer.

‘Joder,’ he curses softly, clearly conflicted, and I let out a little sigh, deciding to play the long game. ‘It’s okay if you don’t want to, Kepa. Actually, forget I ever said anything. Come on, let’s go back inside,’ I say lightly, getting up from my seat, and he looks startled at my sudden switch in demeanour.

‘Espera. Hold on,’ he says after a moment’s hesitation, pushing himself up from the sofa before offering an arm to me. I take it with a small grin, our arms looped together, and he begins to lead me towards the function room.

‘Pon atención, mamí,’ he murmurs softly as we walk, the pet name making my knees weak, ‘you will go in there and sit down with your friends. Whenever you are ready, you will tell them that you do not feel well, and you are going to go to bed. Aqui, take this, and go up to my room on the top floor. I will meet you there, mi amor. ¿Lo entiendes?’

I just about manage to nod, my pants sticking to my skin because of how wet they are, and I take his room key, tucking it into my dress slyly as we reach the door of the function room. He drops me a wink before pushing the door open for me, and I walk past him into the room, heading straight over to the table in the corner and taking my seat between Ben and Sophia.

‘Where is he? What happened? You were supposed to shoot your shot,’ Sophia hisses, only her and Ben paying attention to me, and I just motion over to the door, the two of them watching as Kepa walks in a moment later, heading over to his table to sit with some of the other players. ‘The classic ‘walk-in-separately-so-no-one-suspects-us’ trick. What the hell did you two do?’ Ben demands, and I just smile coyly, pulling Kepa’s keycard out from my dress and putting it down on the table.

They both gasp softly, looking at me with wide eyes, and I grin. ‘He told me to go up to his whenever I want and that he’d meet me there.’ ‘And you’re gonna go?’ ‘Mmhmm. Might wait until the end of the night, just to piss him off a bit,’ I grin, both of them laughing as I sip on some water.

I keep an eye on the time. It’s nearly 9 now, and I decide I’ll wait until 10:30 – if I disappear too soon, people will start wondering where I am, and I’d rather not have it get out that a board member’s son’s girlfriend is fucking a Chelsea goalkeeper upstairs.

I make Ben put his arm on the table so I can sneak sly glances at his watch, and the time ticks by painfully slowly. I try to keep myself distracted, listening to Mason with his funny stories and picking at the food that they bring out, but I’m just itching to go up to the top floor and get railed by the sexiest man on earth. I can’t stop myself from looking over at him every few minutes, and he’s already looking at me a few of the times, a small smirk appearing on his lips. God, this man will be the death of me.

After the staff clear away all the mains dishes, we have to sit through some speeches, and then Wesley’s dad gets up to do a raffle. Wesley bought me a few strips at the start of the night (he thought he was a right big man spending £500 of his dad’s money on raffle tickets) and I wasn’t too bothered, but looking at the prizes now, I find myself hoping I win one.

Kai wins a city break to Monaco for him and Soph (she’s very happy), and Reece wins a piece of contemporary artwork, the other prizes being handed out one-by-one until there’s only a necklace left. ‘And finally, folks, we have a… gold Van Cleef & Arpels necklace, with a lovely diamond butterfly pendant. All the ladies in the room have just perked up a bit,’ Wesley’s dad jokes, light laughter running around the room.

‘I know my son got a few raffle tickets for his girlfriend so let’s hope this goes to the daughter-in-law,’ he says lightly, eyes turning to me, and I put on a shy smile, Ben rolling his eyes and muttering under his breath about my ‘blushing bride’ act. ‘Pray for me that I get that necklace,’ I murmur to the table as Wesley’s dad puts his hand into the raffle box, pulling out a number.

I hold my breath as he squints his eyes at the piece of paper in his hands, already picturing how sexy I’d look with that around my neck. It’d look perfect with this dress too – the gold and blue combo is unbeaten. And the gold on my skin would be amazing. I’ll wear it literally every day. I don’t think I’ll ever take it off. It’ll be my prized posse-

‘Ticket number 310,’ he reads out, my heart sinking. Our tickets were in the 80s and 90s. Nowhere near 310. There’s a moment of silence as we wait for the winner to go and claim their prize, and of course it’s him. Of course it’s the most beautiful man in the room that stands up amongst applause, a small smirk on his face as he heads up to the front of the room, stealing a cocky glance at me on his way.

‘Ah, our Number 1! I’m sure this’ll look lovely on you, Kepa,’ Wesley’s dad grins, more laughter around the room, Kepa grinning as Wesley’s dad hands him the blue velvet necklace box. It looks tiny in his hands. His hands are so big and pretty, veiny and bony with long fingers and- y/n! Focus, woman!

He heads back to his table with a sly wink at me, and the boys’ heads instantly turn in my direction. ‘Our prayers definitely worked, y/n. Looks like the necklace is yours,’ Soph says under her breath, and I grin at her, clinking my glass against hers before lifting it to my lips and taking a small sip of the water.

The string quartet resume their playing after Wesley’s dad gives another little speech, gentle conversation continuing, and I let out a little sigh. ‘I might go up now,’ I say softly, only Ben and Soph able to hear me. ‘About time,’ Sophia says drily, and I stifle a laugh before clearing my throat to get the boys’ attention.

‘I’m so sorry, guys, but I’m not feeling great. I’m just gonna head to bed,’ I say, all of them letting out protests, Ben muttering ‘whose bed?’ and yelping when I kick him under the table. ‘I would stay but I still have a lot of alcohol in my system and I might vomit any second so I’m gonna go before I embarrass myself. I’ll see you all in a couple days though, at the match,’ I say, all of them reluctantly agreeing before bidding me goodbye.

I get up from my seat, making sure my phone and the keycard are in my bag before heading towards the door, feeling Kepa’s eyes on me as I go. My entire body is alight with anticipation as I step into the lift, waiting impatiently for it to reach the top floor, and I almost sprint down the corridor to his room, fumbling around with the keycard as I let myself in, leaving the door unlocked behind me.

One entire wall is windows overlooking the city, and the view out over the skyline is breath-taking. The room carries a faint scent of expensive aftershave, and I find myself inhaling the scent as I walk over to the window. I leave the lights off, the city lights streaming in through the windows doing more than enough to illuminate the room, and I impatiently anticipate his arrival, topping up my lipgloss while I wait.

I suspect he’s punishing me for waiting so long, because I feel like I’ve been sat here for an eternity by the time he knocks lightly on the door. ‘It’s unlocked,’ I call out, and I hear the door handle turning slowly before he pushes the door open, light streaming in from the hallway. I don’t turn to look at him, instead watching his reflection in the windows as he shuts the door behind him.

‘¿Quieres una copa de vino?’ he asks in a voice like velvet, and I smile to myself. ‘Just a little one,’ I reply without turning to face him, his lips curling up as he gets a bottle of wine out of the mini fridge, pouring me out half a glass and bringing it over to me.

‘Gracias,’ I say as I take it from him, giving him a little smile, and he raises an impressed eyebrow at my accent. ‘¿Puedes hablar español?’ ‘A little bit. Enough to understand everything you’ve said to me.’ ‘Did you learn it at school?’ he asks, sitting down on the bed, and I shake my head, leaning back against the window. ‘I did French at school. I started learning Spanish a few years ago, in my own time,’ I say before taking a sip of the wine, and he raises an eyebrow at me.

‘What made you want to learn it?’ he asks, and I hesitate, too embarrassed to tell him he’s the reason. I heard him speaking Spanish at one of the first events we both attended after he joined, and I signed up to Duolingo the next day. He realises the reason from my momentary silence, lips curving up into a smirk.

‘¿De verdad? You started learning because of me?’ he asks, and I roll my eyes. ‘Big-headed much? You’re not the reason,’ I tell him, and he just raises an eyebrow, not buying my lie for a second. ‘Mi amor, you do not have to lie to me. I know you have… how you say? A crush for me,’ he grins, and I blink at him in shock for a moment. I’m gonna kill Ben.

‘You think I have a crush on you?’ ‘I do not think, mamí. I know,’ he replies cockily, head angled down as he looks up at me, his smoulder making my heart race. ‘I have a boyfriend.’ ‘Sí, un novio que odies,’ he replies drily, and I roll my eyes.

‘I don’t hate him. Well, I do now that I saw him cheating on me. But I didn’t before. So you can get this idea of me having a crush on you out of your head,’ I say firmly, and he just shakes his head amusedly. ‘Mamí. Do you think I am… ¿cómo se dice ciego en inglés?’ he asks, making me let out a soft laugh. ‘Blind,’ I remind him, and he nods with a little grin.

‘Sí, blind. Because I am not. I see how you look at me. How you have been looking at me since we met. You become nervous and giggly, like a little schoolgirl. You have never looked at Wesley how you look at me,’ he says neutrally, as though he knows that it’s fact, and I just gaze at him, mentally debating whether I should carry on lying or not. Fuck it.

‘That’d be because you’re sexier than Wesley,’ I murmur before taking a sip of the wine, and he raises an amused eyebrow, leaning back on his elbows, body stretched across the bed in a way that makes my heart flutter. ‘Am I?’ he grins, and I nod. ‘Mmhmm. Some might even say by a landslide,’ I respond offhandedly, and he nods slowly with an impressed smile.

‘Some? Are you part of the ‘some’ that would say that?’ he asks, and I consider his question for a moment. ‘No. I think you’ll have to… persuade me to make me think that,’ I say softly, looking at me him through hooded eyes over the rim of my glass, and he tries to remain cool, the bobbing of his Adam’s apple in his throat betraying him.

‘Persuade you? ¿Cómo, cariño?’ he asks, and I think it over for a few seconds before responding in a purr, ‘However you think is best, Kepa. You take control.’ He’s frozen in place after hearing my words of permission, eyes darkening and lips slightly parted in shock. ‘¿De verdad? Are you sure, mamí?’ he asks, voice sounding slightly strained with the effort of keeping it even, and I nod, lips curved up at the corners.

He takes a deep breath, clearly composing himself, before he pushes himself up from the bed. I forget how… big he is, his frame formidable in front of me with his massive shoulders, big hands and thick thighs. ‘Turn around, mi cielito,’ he murmurs, my stomach turning with anticipation as I do as he says, looking out over the city again, his reflection faint in the window. He reaches into an inside pocket of his jacket, pulling out a jewellery box.

My heart stops as he puts the box down to one side before he takes a step closer to me, moving my hair to one side with a soft hand, fingers brushing across my bare shoulders. He unclasps the necklace I’m already wearing, slipping it into his pocket, and reaches for the box, carefully lifting the necklace out of it. My body tingles as he lifts it over my head, my back almost touching his chest as he clasps it around my neck, fingers on my skin making my body tingle.

I look down at the pendant, lifting it off my chest and gasping softly at the way the diamonds catch the city lights, and I’m too focused on the way the butterfly sparkles in my fingers to notice how he leans down to the crook of my neck. My mind goes haywire when I feel his lips softly brush across my skin, hands snaking around my waist to wrap around my body and pull me closer to him.

‘Te miras, querido. Look at yourself with your necklace on,’ he prompts, speaking against my neck in a way that makes my knees weaken, and I do as he says, looking at my reflection in the window. It’s not very clear, but the pendant sparkles almost as much as my eyes do. I see myself as he sees me, in a way that Wesley never made me see myself. I look beautiful.

‘Ay, que bonita. The mariposa on that chain is almost as pretty as the one in my arms,’ he grins, lips moving up my neck to my jaw, leaving soft kisses between each word, and I melt at him calling me mariposa. If Wesley ever tried to call me his butterfly, I’d probably throw up.

‘You’re giving it to me?’ I ask in a whisper, and he chuckles, looking up to meet my eyes in the window. ‘A necklace this beautiful deserves to be worn by a pretty girl, and you, mi mariposa, are the prettiest girl in the world,’ he murmurs with true sincerity, and I can’t help myself from turning my head to look at him, tilting my head back and letting my eyes flutter shut.

He gets the message, letting out a soft laugh as he leans down, his plump lips brushing against mine experimentally. He leans back after just a second, as though he’s checking I’m okay with this, my heart melting. Without opening my eyes, I turn in his arms, snaking an arm around his neck and pulling him back down towards me.

His smirking lips land on mine, firmer this time, and he pulls me closer to him, practically lifting me off the floor, my weight resting on my toes. He parts my lips with his, tongue sliding across mine, and I let out a soft whimper into his mouth. My body fills with gentle pleasure as he wraps my hair around his hand to angle my head back further, my scalp tingling at the slight pull.

Our lips move together as I toy with the short, silky hairs at the back of his head, the other hand trying to keep the glass of wine upright, thinking that he wouldn’t be too impressed if I spilled it down his back. Though with the way I can feel a poking in my hip, I don’t think he’d let anything stop him from fucking me, the thought making my pulse quicken.

My phone rings suddenly, the shrill iPhone ringtone making us both jump, wine sloshing as I break apart from him, putting my glass down and picking up my phone. ‘¿Quién es?’ ‘Sophia. It might be urgent,’ I say apologetically, Kepa nodding as he sits down on the bed, TV remote in hand.

‘Can I help you, Sophia Weber?’ I say exasperatedly. ‘I know you’re getting dicked down, I’m sorry. It’s just that Wes is back, and he’s looking for you,’ she says in a hushed voice, and I let out an irritated sigh at his timing, closing my eyes for a moment as Kepa flicks through the channels to amuse himself.

‘Shall I tell him we saw him cheating on you? So you don’t wanna see him right now? Please let me break up with him for you,’ she begs, and I laugh, considering it for a moment. ‘No, don’t tell him. I’ll deal with it tomorrow.’ ‘So what shall I say if he asks me? I’m literally hiding in the toilets because he’s asked all the boys and I’m probably next,’ she says, the image of her locked in a cubicle and whispering down the phone making me laugh.

‘Just tell him what I told the others.’ ‘No, because he took the bartender up to your guys’ room, so you’re obviously not there, which is why he’s asking everyone. The boys have all worked it out because Kepa’s missing as well, but Ben’s making sure that none of them blab. Everyone’s just saying they don’t know but I can’t say that as well because then he’s gonna get stressed and raise the alarm that you’re missing or something,’ Sophia says, and I roll my eyes amusedly at her dramatics.

‘It’ll be fine, Soph. Just buy me some time. Twenty minutes, that’s it,’ I plead, and she lets out a sigh. ‘I’ll text Kai to tell him to stall Wes, and I’ll hide in here for fifteen minutes max. Then I’ll go back inside, tell Wesley I don’t know where you are, and you can deal with him.’ ‘Ugh, thank you, Soph. I could kiss you right now, you’re the best.’ ‘Yes, yes, I know. Now go, get your shit wrecked,’ she says drily before hanging up.

I put my phone down, sighing lightly as I turn to look at Kepa, and he holds a hand out to me, smirking. ‘We have veinte minutos?’ he asks, and I nod, putting my hand in his, and he pulls me closer so I’m stood between his legs. He’s so tall that even sat down, he’s face-to-face with me.

He slides a hand around to the back of my neck, pulling me forward so he can kiss me again, shivers running through my body when our lips connect. ‘I would have only needed ten,’ he grins against my lips, my underwear flooded as he pulls me down on top of him.

Our kiss is brief, both of us knowing we don’t have long, and he flips us over after a few seconds, pushing himself off me and standing up between my legs. He slides his hands up my legs, pulling the dress up with them, exposing my drenched pants. ‘Ay, mira esto,’ he grins, his eyes instantly spotting the wet patch before flitting up to meet mine, ‘tus bragas. They are soaked, mi amor.’

He hooks a thick finger around them, pulling them down my legs and tucking them into his pocket where my necklace is with a grin on his face, making me even wetter. ‘Are you like this por tu novio, y/n? Is Wesley the one who made you this wet, mi amor?’ he asks, and I let out a whimper at the mention of my boyfriend’s name when another man is about to fuck me.

‘I asked you a question, querido,’ he murmurs, tone slightly darker, and I shake my head. ‘No? It was not Wesley?’ he asks again amusedly, and I breathe out a soft, ‘no.’ ‘I think…’ he begins, lifting my legs up to rest on his shoulders before kissing my anklet, ‘that maybe it was me who made you this wet. Am I right, mamí?’

He continues kissing along the inside of my leg, getting down to his knees and pulling me to the edge of the bed so he can reach my inner thighs, backs of my legs pressing down on his sturdy shoulders. ‘Answer me, y/n. Or you might as well just go back down to your boyfriend now. I am not going to give you what you want if you are not good for me,’ he murmurs, and I push down my pride. ‘Yes, Kep, you’re right. It was you,’ I breathe out, and his lips curl up into a smirk against my thigh.

‘Bueno. Mi chica buena,’ he murmurs, pushing a finger between my folds without warning, and I let out a soft moan. He adds another finger, using them to try and stretch me out, and I bite down on my lip, letting out gentle whines and whimpers every few seconds. He plants featherlight kisses along my thighs, whispering sweet-nothings in Spanish against my skin, making me wetter and wetter by the second.

An unfamiliar knot begins to tighten in my stomach, and I realise that I’m approaching an orgasm for the first time in my life. But Kepa’s fingers disappear after only a few minutes and the knot loosens almost instantly, making me whine. ‘Yo sé, mariposa, I know. But we do not have long. Next time, I will spend hours making you feel good,’ he says soothingly, standing up and shrugging off his jacket, throwing it off to the side somewhere.

I sit up and reach for his trousers, nails flicking open the buttons and pulling down the zip as he watches me, breath catching in his throat whenever my hands brush across his bulge. He pulls his trousers and Calvin Klein underwear down just enough to free his cock, and I feel my stomach turn at the size of him. He is not gonna fit inside of me.

‘Lie back, querido,’ he murmurs and I do so, letting him lift one of my legs over his shoulder, allowing him full access to my core. ‘¿Quieres que uso un condón?’ he asks, and I shake my head, needing him now. ‘I’m on birth control,’ I murmur, and he doesn’t wait another second before pushing into me. I let out a long moan, head falling back against the bed and back arching up as he slides in slowly, filling me up more than I can handle.

He remains still once he’s bottomed out, a small smirk on his face as he watches me, waiting for me to adjust, and I take deep breaths, gradually getting used to the burning stretch. ‘You can move,’ I breathe out after a long few seconds, and he doesn’t need to be told twice, his hips finding a slow rhythm as they move back and forth.

He starts off gentle, his thrusts deep but leisurely, and it feels like the head of his cock is prodding against my cervix each time he slides back in, making me whimper pathetically. ‘Does it feel good, princesa? Getting fucked while tu novio looks for you downstairs?’ he asks with a smirk, his words making me gush around him as I moan, his grin growing when he realises that the thought of cheating only turns me on even more.

‘Mi putita sucia,’ he murmurs, thrusting into me particularly hard, and my mouth drops open in a silent moan at being called his dirty little slut. His big hands hold my waist in a bruisingly tight grip, dress bunched up around my hips, and my ankle rests on his strong shoulder, anklet digging into my skin so hard it’ll leave marks.

He gradually picks up the pace, knowing we don’t have long, and I moan helplessly as his cock drags against my walls. I can’t help but clench around him, not used to feeling such strong pleasure when being fucked, and I can tell he’s holding himself back from going harder, his skin flushed and wet with perspiration. ‘Joder. So tight, mamí,’ he groans, body tensed with the effort of keeping himself together, and my back arches up off the bed, tits almost spilling out of my dress.

‘Mi chica bonita. I just want to rip this dress off you,’ he growls, and I almost tell him to do as he pleases, past the point of caring about Wes. ‘Maybe I should. You can wear my jacket. I am sure your boyfriend would be very impressed,’ he grins amusedly, making me let out a loud moan of his name. He leans forward, slipping two fingers into my mouth to shut me up, and I can taste myself on his skin.

‘You have to be quiet for me, cariño. If he is looking for you, he might search the whole hotel, and I am sure anyone on this floor will be able to hear you. Or maybe you want him to hear you. You probably would not even mind if he walked in on us, ¿no?’ he asks with a small smirk, my brain barely processing his words, too focused on the tip of his cock scraping against the spot inside me that makes my eyes roll back, intense waves of pleasure rolling over my body.

‘Mi cielito likes the sound of that, ¿sí? Do you want your boyfriend to see you getting fucked by the man you have liked for years? Want him to see how it is done? I’m sure he has never seen this look on your face, or heard you making these pretty noises. Am I right, mi amor? I bet he has no idea how pretty you look when you are getting fucked by a real man,’ he murmurs cockily, the knot in my stomach tightening with every word he says, and I can’t even form words, babbling unintelligibly around his fingers.

The iPhone ringtone breaks through our lust-filled bubble, and he lets out an irritated sigh, his movements stilling as he looks over his shoulder to where my phone sits on the table. ‘It is your boyfriend, y/n,’ he grins, reaching for the phone and holding it up for me to see, a picture of Wes’ face filling the screen.

He puts the phone down on my stomach and answers it, my heart pounding when he puts it on speaker. ‘Hola, Wesley,’ he smirks, hands loosening the Chelsea blue tie around his neck. ‘Kepa?’ Wesley’s voice comes from the phone, his tone one of confusion. ‘Sí, hermanito,’ Kepa replies, the irony of him calling my boyfriend ‘little brother’ while his cock is inside me not lost on me at all.

‘How comes you’ve got y/n’s phone? Is she alright?’ ‘Sí, Wes, your girlfriend is fine. She is just… having a lie-down. A little nap,’ Kepa grins, removing his tie from around his neck and stuffing it into my mouth, making my stomach turn. He’s about to fuck me whilst speaking to my boyfriend on the phone. The thought makes a fresh wave of arousal rush out around his cock, his grin growing even wider.

‘Where?’ Wesley asks, sounding sceptical, and Kepa pulls almost all the way out, running the head of his cock up and down my folds. ‘In my room. She did not feel well and she could not find you to get the key for your room. I bumped into her in the lobby while she was crying so I offered her my room. I am staying with her just to… keep an eye on her,’ Kepa lies, clearly wanting to make Wes feel guilty, and I try my best to remain quiet when he pushes all the way back into me, eyes rolling back.

‘She was crying?’ ‘Sí. I think you will have a lot of making up to do,’ Kepa jokes, leisurely thrusting into me, and my eyes fill with tears at the effort of staying silent, my vision blurred and head numb with pleasure.

‘Where’s your room? I’ll come up and see her,’ Wes says, voice laced with guilt. ‘Do not bother, hermanito. She told me to wake her up in 5 minutes, so we will come back down to the party soon,’ he says, his thrusts becoming faster and harder as he leans forward to wrap a hand around my neck, fingers pressing lightly and rings cold against my warm skin.

‘Are you sure?’ ‘I am sure, Wes. Do not worry, I am taking good care of her,’ Kepa grins, and I can’t contain myself at that, a muffled moan coming out from around the tie in my mouth. ‘What was that?’ Wes asks suspiciously as Kepa fucks into me, hand tightening at my throat, the lack of oxygen going to my brain making every movement feel a thousand times more intense, the sting of his rings a pleasurable pain.

‘She moans in her sleep, I am sure you know. Es muy adorable,’ he smirks, and I can practically feel Wesley’s jealousy through the phone. ‘Anyway, we will be down soon, Wes. No need to worry, she is in good hands,’ Kepa says with a grin, reaching the hand that isn’t around my neck down to where our bodies meet, rubbing slow and hard circles onto my clit.

‘If you say so, bro. Thank you,’ Wesley says begrudgingly, and Kepa looks endlessly amused. ‘No need to thank me. It’s my pleasure,’ he responds, voice laced with innuendo, and I feel my high nearing, walls clenching around him, my hands gripping onto the bedsheets for dear life as he fucks into me so hard my legs shake, anklet jingling beside his ear.

‘Don’t be too long then. They’re serving dessert soon,’ Wesley says with reluctance in his voice, and Kepa’s grin grows again. ‘I think she is full,’ he murmurs, his jokes at my boyfriend’s expense only making me want him even more. ‘But, yes, we won’t be long,’ Kepa says before hanging up on him, throwing my phone further up the bed.

He begins slamming into me, the bed hitting the wall with each thrust, and he pulls the tie out of my mouth, letting me moan uncensored, my eyes fluttering shut. ‘Fuck, Kepa, feels so good,’ I whisper, voice strained because of his hand around my neck, the knot in my stomach pulled so tight, and he presses harder on my clit, pushing me closer.

‘Look at you, mi putita. So desperate for me after almost getting caught by your boyfriend. So dirty, princesa. Are you going to cum for me, mamí?’ he asks in a low and patronising voice, and all I can do is moan in response, my walls clenching erratically around him as I feel his chain hitting my chin with each thrust. ‘Look at me, cariño. Look at the man that is fucking you instead of your little boyfriend,’ he says, smirk evident in his voice, and I force my eyes open, heart stopping momentarily when I meet his gaze.

His curls are pasted down to his forehead with sweat, tan skin tinged with a light blush, and his pretty eyes are impossibly dark, blown out with desire. The top button of his shirt is open, the white material pulled tight across his broad shoulders and strong chest, and his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, revealing vascular and muscly arms. I could cum just from the sight of him like this.

‘Cum for me, bonita. I want you to scream my name, mamí, so loud that your boyfriend can hear you from downstairs. Scream my name when you cum for me, mariposa,’ he growls, and with a particularly hard thrust of his cock against the spongy spot inside me, the knot in my stomach snaps.

My mouth falls open in a loud moan of his name, head pressing into the bed sheets, and my legs shake as I cum around him, walls clamped down so tight he can’t move, the man rubbing at my clit to get me through my orgasm. He keeps his hand tight at my neck, the lack of oxygen mixed with the intense pleasure rushing through my veins making my vision go white, back arched up from the bed and body tense.

As I come down from my orgasm, my body goes slack, walls loosening around him, and he begins to fuck into me again to get himself to his own high, both of his hands gripping onto my waist so he can thrust into me roughly.

Soft grunts and groans fall from his lips, the sounds like heaven to my ears, and despite being completely spent, I try my best to help him get there, rolling my body to meet his thrusts, and he’s so close, cock twitching inside me.

I take my leg off his shoulder, wrapping both legs around his waist, ankles interlocked, and his head falls back as he lets out a strained moan, the veins in his neck corded tight. ‘Are you gonna cum, Kep?’ I ask, my voice hoarse, and he nods, eyes screwed shut and lips slightly parted. He looks so fucked out, sparking intense desire in my chest, and I suddenly feel like I could go another round (or 5).

‘Cum inside me, papí. Fill me up with your cum, so my boyfriend knows I got fucked by another man,’ I whisper, Kepa letting out a shaky breath, hips stuttering. I know he’s about to cum so I dig my heels into his back, keeping him buried to the hilt inside me, clenching around him.

He leans down and buries his head into my neck as he reaches his high, moaning my name followed by a string of unintelligible Spanish, muffled against my shoulder. I feel his warm release cover my walls, cock twitching inside me as he cums, and he slowly rocks himself through his orgasm.

Once he’s emptied himself inside me, he takes a few deep breaths, pressing gentle kisses and nipping softly at the exposed skin of my breasts, and I wrap my arms around his shoulders, holding him close. I could stay like this with him forever, his body on top of mine a comforting feeling, his kisses a soft sign that this might be more than just lust between us.

‘We should go, mi amor,’ he sighs after a minute or so, pushing himself off me, and I pout up at him. ‘Ay, no, mi cielito. Do not give me that look. He will come and break down the door if we take too long,’ he says amusedly, softly caressing the side of my face. ‘Let him, I don’t care,’ I mumble tiredly, and he laughs before pulling out of me, the sudden emptiness making me shudder.

He slides his arms beneath my body, pulling me up into a sitting position before he gets a towel from the bathroom, briefly cleaning me up with featherlight touches across my body. He helps me up, and I walk around shaky legs, trying to get my body moving like normal again.

I touch up my makeup in the mirror, using the powder in my bag to cover up any sweat on my face and topping up my lipgloss because he’s kissed it all away. I smooth down my hair, trying to look like I didn’t just get railed, before adjusting my dress, pulling the straps on properly and smoothing out the creases.

I spray on a little bit of his aftershave – I’d rather Wes smell another man’s aftershave on me than the strong scent of sex. Finally, I fix my new necklace, making sure the pendant is central on my chest, Kepa watching me amusedly.

He looks like nothing’s happened to him at all. His curls are perfect, the blush gone from his skin, and his clothes don’t look at all crumpled. The only thing different is his lack of tie (he can’t wear it now that it’s covered in my spit) but he looks even sexier without it, the top two buttons open and revealing a slice of his smooth tanned chest.

‘Can I have my pants?’ I ask, and he shakes his head at me in the mirror, lips curved up at the corners. ‘I think I will keep them, mamí. You should hope that your boyfriend doesn’t notice that you have another man’s cum inside you,’ he smirks, his words making me wet all over again.

‘Seriously?’ I ask as he comes to stand beside me, and he nods, sliding his arms around my waist and leaning down to kiss along my jaw. ‘Maybe you can come and collect them from my house. Wesley can drop you off,’ he grins against my skin, a soft sigh falling from my lips at the thought of going over to his house to get fucked by him again.

‘Come on, mi cielito,’ he says, turning me around and pressing a light kiss to my lips, ‘let’s get you back to your boyfriend.’ He shrugs his jacket back on as I pick up my bag and phone, and we head out of his room. We walk in a comfortable silence, and I lean against him when we stand in the lift, feeling secure with his arms around me.

He offers me his arm again, and I can’t help but let out a little laugh as we repeat the walk towards the function room, this time under very different circumstances. He pushes the door open, Wesley’s eyes instantly landing on us when we walk in, and Kepa leads me over to the table where all my friends sit.

‘Thank you, Kepa,’ I say softly as I take my seat, the man grinning down at me. ‘No problem, mi amor. Enjoy your dessert,’ he replies lightly, dropping me a wink before he heads off to his own table. All eyes are on me, Wesley’s included, and I wait for him to start on me, ready to have a screaming match with him right now.

‘I’m sorry, babe,’ Wesley says, pressing a light kiss to my cheek, and I’m so surprised at the apology that I just nod. He takes my silence as a sign that I’m annoyed, taking my hand into his with a guilty look on his face. ‘I got distracted with the board, but you have my full attention for the rest of the night. I promise. I’m really sorry I wasn’t there to look after you,’ he says softly, the others trying to pretend they’re not eavesdropping.

‘It’s fine. I feel okay now,’ I say, and Wesley raises an eyebrow. ‘Are you sure? Because you look rough. Like you’ve been through the wars,’ he says, Ben choking on his drink, the others all pretending to laugh at that and not the irony of the real reason I look rough. ‘Thanks, Wes,’ I say drily, and he looks even guiltier.

‘No, I didn’t mean it like that! You’re still beautiful, obviously. I can just tell you’re tired.’ ‘Yeah, she must be shattered,’ Ben mutters from the opposite side of the table, Wes looking at him in confusion and I shoot him a death stare. ‘It’s fine. I’m fine. I just want dessert.’ ‘Didn’t you already have some?’ Ben asks with a grin, making me shoot another look at him as the others try to stifle their laughter.

‘What dessert did you have?’ Wes asks, and I hesitate, caught on the spot, taking a sip of Soph’s water to buy myself some time. ‘Kepa’s chocolate bar,’ Ben says cheerfully, the others all bursting into laughter as I choke on my water. ‘What?’ Wes demands. ‘Yeah, Kepa gave me a chocolate bar. Dairy Milk,’ I smile, trying to stay calm, Wes looking still looking suspicious as he nods.

Wesley’s dad appears, standing behind Ben and grinning around at all of us. ‘How are we, kids?’ he asks, all of us muttering various positive responses. ‘Good, good. I see you’re wearing the Van Cleef & Arpels, y/n,’ he says, everyone’s eyes turning to the necklace, and I nod nervously.

‘Nice of Kepa to give it to you,’ he says, not realising the innuendo in his own words, and Ben chokes on his drink again, making us all burst into laughter as Callum pats him on the back. Wesley stares at the pendant with jealousy in his face, and I look over to where Kepa’s sat, his eyes already on me.

He grins, winking at me again, and my heart flutters as I smile back at him, unable to believe how handsome he is. I get a flashback to mere moments ago, his cock buried deep inside of me, his voice moaning my name echoing in my mind. ‘Yes, it was very nice of him,’ I murmur in response, hand lifting to the pendant and toying with it, the diamonds sparkling like the city lights under the starry night sky.

[edzasks]

I don’t think the song is about him because Zac is simply not her type , plus back on 2012 Zac was seen with different women each month, so he was probably just hooking up with them and not in a serious relationship . About Sarah Bro I’m sorry if a guy told you to never come back means the relationship is over , she even follows Sami Miro that should tell us everything about her. Plus if any other ex girlfriends of his said something bad about him I would have believed them

He wasn’t seen with anyone from what I remember after the breakup with Vanessa. January, and February the months Taylor was around, I THINK he was single. Someone would have to double check though. Lily came around early February. If he did have any chance, he surely blew it. 😂💀

I still can’t really tell if she was into him or not, like you’re probably most likely right, “he isn’t her type” - but I’ll never forget how she blushed when he hit the note, or was all like “yeah” and almost slipped he was cute. Maybe his personality just wasn’t to draw her in, or she DID kind of crush, but he didn’t know and blew it.

i don’t know BUT they would’ve been a power couple

Sarah, ye that’s true. Like I don’t want to discount women, but I’m like, ??? When I hear about Sami, and her having a bf, while NOW talking about it. Like girl.... unfollow his ass!