#ruben dias thoughts

[yutofia]

Unravel - RD

Warning: pure filth and smut

You were at the ballon d'or ceremony with him. Throughout the night, you got compliments and looks from multiple men, which got him jealous. On your way to the hotel, his suit coat is off, shirt unbuttoned, and tie's loose on his shoulders. "You looked...beautiful tonight," he says gruffly as the car pulls away from the ceremony. His hand clenches into a fist on his lap, his jaw tight. "And it seems like every man there thought so too." You read him like an open book. "Are you jealous?" You ask. His eyes flick to yours, fire blazing in them. "Yes, I am. I saw the way they looked at you. Like they wanted to devour you." He tugs at his tie, yanking it off entirely. "But they can look all they want. You're mine." The car stops by the hotel, some people gathering around outside the car, waiting for pictures and autographs from the players. He steps out of the car first, his hand finding yours as he helps you out, his grip tight. He pulls you close, his arm wrapping around your waist possessively as cameras flash around them. You walk faster than him to get out of there quicker, but he quickens his pace, catching up to you in a few long strides. "Slow down, amor," he murmurs, his hand wrapping around your wrist. "Don't run from me." He tugs you back, his eyes flashing. "And don't pull away from me in public." Everything about him was so manly, his tone, his body language, his outfit....He sees the change in your expression, your pupils dilating as your gaze rakes over his disheveled appearance. A smirk pulls at his lips as he pulls you flush against him, his hands settling on your backside. "You like seeing me like this, don't you?" You blush as a response as you walk into the hotel lobby, his fingers already unbuttoning his shirt further. "Answer me," he growls low, his fingers continuing to work on his shirt buttons. "Tell me you like me like this." He backs you up against the elevator wall, caging you in with his arms.

"Ruben the elevator has cameras" you remind him as your heart beats fast. His gaze flicks up to the camera, a smirk playing on his lips. "Let them watch," he says, his voice low and husky. "Let them see how possessive I am over my wife." He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Now answer me, amor." You look at him up and down, "I like it...maybe a little" He quirks an eyebrow, "Just a little, hmm?" his hand coming up to cup your breast through your dress. "Liar." His thumb brushes over your nipple, feeling it harden beneath the thin fabric. "You like seeing me unravel for you, don't you?" You swallow hard, nodding slowly as you take in this version of your husband. "Good," he murmurs, his fingers working quickly to open the remaining buttons on his shirt.

He pushes it open, revealing his chiseled chest and the gold chain around his neck. His eyes never leaving yours, he reaches for the tie around his neck and pulls it off completely. You heart is beating out of your chest. He looks good enough to eat. "And now..." he says, his voice low as he takes a step closer, his body heat enveloping you. "I'm going to unravel you." His fingers trail down your collarbone, slowly, torturously, until they reach the neckline of your dress. He pauses, looking up at the camera before turning his attention back to you. As the doors open, he scoops you up into his arms, carrying you out of the elevator and into their suite.

Kicking the door shut behind you, he carries you straight to the bedroom. He sets you down by the bed, his eyes roaming over you hungrily. "Turn around," he says gruffly, turning you by your shoulders. "Let me unzip you." His fingers find the zipper on the back of your dress, slowly pulling it down. He leans in, pressing kisses to your bare back as he pushes the straps off your shoulders, the dress falling to the floor in a pool of black satin. "Sit," you do as he says. His hands grip your knees, parting them as he steps between your thighs. His hands trail up your thighs, hooking into the sides of your lace underwear and pulling them down. He tosses your underwear aside and runs his hands over your smooth thighs, feeling the warmth of your skin. "So pretty," he murmurs, his eyes never leaving yours as he spreads your knees further apart, exposing you completely.

"Look at me," he commands, his voice rough with desire. His chest rises and falls with heavy breaths as he pull down his pants, his eyes on yours. The false lashes and smokey make up look you have going on makes your eyes look even sexier. He wraps the tie around your wrists, tying them together securely before lifting your arms above your head. He secures the other end of the tie to the headboard, leaving you restrained. "Now," he says, his eyes dark with possessiveness, "we're going to forget all about those men at the ceremony who were drooling over you." You roll your eyes, "They weren't drolling" you tease him. He smirks, trailing a finger down your sternum. "Oh, they were. I could see it in their eyes. The way they looked at what's mine." His hand cups your breast through the lacy fabric of your bra, kneading the soft flesh. His eyes blaze with intensity as he tears the lacy fabric away, baring your breasts to his greedy gaze. "They don't get to look at you like that," he growls possessively, his hands roaming over your bare skin. "Only I get to see you like this." You bite on your lower lip as he kisses all over your body, leaving hot open mouthed kisses everywhere. Once he reaches your pussy, he keeps your legs open, his tongue flat against your slit as he runs it up and down. He looks into your eyes as he spits on your pussy. You tug on the tie, squirming and whimpering. He smirks as he sucks your clit onto his mouth, biting it gently. You gasp and squirm even more, causing him to chuckle.

In an unexpected move, he hovers over you and unties you. He then moves lower, pushing your legs open as he looks at your pussy hungrily. You move your hand down gently, reaching your pussy and spreading your labias wide. "God, you're beautiful." He looks up at you, his eyes filled with admiration before leaning down to run his tongue up your center. "And you taste divine." You hand flies to his hair, clutching it as you moan his name. "Mmm," he hums against your flesh, the vibrations adding to the pleasure. He focuses his attention on your clit, flicking and circling the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue. "Open your legs wider, let me see every part of your pretty pussy." He gently pushes your legs apart, his eyes drinking in the sight of your glistening folds. "Now, touch each part of yourself while I watch. Show me your clit, your lips, your hole." I let out a whimper at his dirty request. You circle your clit gently, showing him. "Good girl," he praises, his voice low and gravelly. "Now show me your lips. Pull them open for me." He leans forward, his breath warm on your wet flesh. "That's it, baby." You do as he says, spreading your folds to his gaze. "Mmm, so soft and puffy. Now touch your hole, Y/n. Stick your fingers inside like I do." His eyes are glued to your hand as you slowly push your middle finger inside yourself. "That's it, baby. In and out, just like I would." You were so wet that the squelching sound of your finger pumping in and out was audible to you both. "Oh, sweetheart." He leans in close, his breath hot on your hand as he watches your finger slide in and out of your heat. "Let me taste your finger." You pull it out, placing it on his lips. He parts his lips, sucking your finger deep into his mouth. "Delicious." He pulls your hand away, replacing your finger with his tongue. He pushes it deep inside you, lapping up your arousal.

"Aaaah!" You moan loudly, toes curling. "That's my girl." He continues thrusting his tongue in and out, relishing your taste. "You love my tongue in your pussy, don't you?" He punctuates the question by flicking your clit. "Bet you'd love my cock even more." Your eyes roll backss you clutch his hair. He pulls out his tongue, giving your clit a final flick before standing up. He pulls down his briefs, letting them fall to the ground. His large, thick cock springs free, bobbing against his stomach. "Time to fill this pretty little pussy with my dick." You hiss, his size and girth never failing to amaze you. With a devilish grin, he grips his cock, rubbing the swollen head against your dripping entrance. "Feel how hard I am for you, Y/n? All this cock is about to pound this fucking tight pussy." You moan as your hands travel to your tits, squeezing them. His grin widens, watching you maul your breasts. "Such beautiful tits. Squeeze them harder, baby. Let me see your fingers disappear into that plump flesh." He grinds against you, coating his head with your juices. "Spread your labia." You were so needy and desperate for him that you were willing to do anything, so you comply. "Fuck yes, spread that pussy open for me. I'm going to ruin you with my fat cock." He notches the tip at your entrance and starts to push in, slowly at first, letting you feel every thick inch splitting you open. "Take it, take my dick." You grip the sheets, looking down to see him entering you, your legs wide open.

He inches deeper, stretching you to your limit. "Look at us, baby. See how well we fit together?" He pulls back slightly before surging forward. "You're so tiny, it's like you're strangling me. Squeeze me like that again, bebe." You clench your walls around his thick cock. He grunts deeply, "Ah, fuck yes, like that Y/n! Strangle my cock with your tight little cunt." He starts thrusting in earnest now, his huge dick hammering into you. "Ouuuffff fuck fuck fuck! So thick!" You moan as your back arches. chuckles breathlessly, "You can take it, Y/n. Such a good fucking slut for my big cock." He adjusts his angle slightly, grinding against your pubic bone on each thrust. "Feel what a thorough fucking I'm giving this greedy little pussy?" You cry out, your body jolts and shudders as your tits bounce up and down with each thrust. He gazes back at you, his eyes burning with possessiveness and lust. "Look at me, Y/n. Look at me while I ruin this perfect little cunt." He reaches down to fondle your breasts, roughly pinching and tugging at your nipples. You balance yourself on your elbows as you look down at how he's pounding into you. Your hole stretched to take him in, your slit widening. He follows your gaze, his gaze darkening as he watches his thick, veiny cock disappear into your stretched open pussy. "Fuck, look at that. My cock is destroying your little pussy. You're so fucking tight, but I'm making you take it all. take it, TAKE IT!" You moan loudly as a result, your eyes rolling back "AAAHHH! FUCKKKKKK RUBEN!"

He pounds into you harder, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing obscenely. "That's it, scream for me Y/n! Let the whole fucking neighborhood hear what a cock hungry slut you are for me!" You cry out his name, screaming about how much you love his cock. He feels your pussy spasming and clenching around his pistoning cock. "Shit, I can feel you cumming on my dick! Fuck yes, milk it! Drain my fucking balls dry!" You cry out his name as you cum hard, your body trembling in shockwaves, but he's not stopping. He pushes your legs down to your chest, the new angle making him go deeper. As you hold your legs down, you have a perfect view of how he's fucking you. "Fuckk fuck!" Your arousal drips down to your ass, his cock wet with it. The sound of your wet pussy and his thick cock echoes in the room "Fuck yeah, you're taking it so good... You're my perfect little fucking pussy... UNGH UNGH UNGH....I'm gonna fill you up, Y/n... Gonna make you my fucking little cum dumpster" His abs tighten and his body stiffens as he slams deep into you "Y/N! I'm CUMMMING! MILK IT! Ohhh god!" he groans loudly as he spills into you. Your back arches as you clutch the pillows above your head, reaching your orgasm once more. He grunts and collapses on top of you, his heavy breathing hot against your neck. "That was... intense. You're so... squirt-y." He whispers with a chuckle....

[canirove]

Portugal Vs. Slovenia | EURO 2024 | 01.07.2024

[gabbysthoughts4thots]

And ppl try to tell me they’re not bfs

[sunny-sainz]

the man looks like a sad polite cat

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[pensat-i-fet]

[cityzenchick]

That moment when ....... Ruben is celebrating a City win by sharing a hug with a colleague, when over his shoulder he suddenly spots you in the cheering crowd, unable to believe you are actually there as he thought he would never get to see you again .......

[julianalvarez9]

what a man

[guardiolas]

[yutofia]

LISTEN. Ruben trying make you c*m w nipple stimulation 🫣

Veiled Desires - RD

You were making breakfast in his kitchen, wearing a dainty tight crop top. He enters some time later, his eyes immediately drawn to your chest. The top you're wearing stretches tautly over your breasts, outlining their shape perfectly. He licks his lips, his eyes glued to your movements as you cook. "Morning" he says as he smirks. "Good morning" you reply back, oblivious to his dirty thoughts

He walks over to you, his hand reaching out to gently grasp the hem of your top. He pulls it up slowly, revealing your bare tits to his hungry gaze. He lets out a low whistle, his eyes drinking in the sight of your soft nipples and the swell of your breasts. You look at him in surprise, taken aback by his sudden action. "You're not wearing a bra," he murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire. "And I can see everything through this top." His hands reach up to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your peaks and causing them to harden. You gulp as you look into his darkened eyes. His eyes meet yours, filled with a raw, primal hunger. "I wanna give you a nipple orgasm." You look at him with a smirk, brows raising, "Oh?"

"Mhm," he says, nodding eagerly. He takes a step closer, pressing his body against yours. His hands continue to caress your tits, his thumbs working over your hardened peaks in a way that has you gasping. "I can make you come just from this, you know." You blush at his words. "Is that a challenge?" His grin is wolfish, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Oh, it's definitely a challenge. And one I intend to win." He drops his head, capturing one of your hardened peaks between his lips and suckling deeply. He places his hands beneath your thighs, lifting you up onto the kitchen counter as he stands between your legs. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he continues to suck on your nipple. "Keep your arms around my head," he commands, his voice muffled by your breast. He continues to suck and flick your nipple, his other hand reaching up to pinch and roll your other nipple between his fingers. His mouth is a vacuum, creating a sensation that's both intense and overwhelming. He increases his speed, sucking and flicking and pinching, determined to make you come from this alone. You whimper and moan softly, turned on by his hunger and obsession. He opens his mouth as wide as he can, enveloping as much of your breast as possible. His tongue swirls around your nipple while he suckles hard, creating an intense, pleasurable pressure. One hand slides down to grip your hip, holding you in place as he feasts on your tits. "Oh fuck!" You gasp, soaking through your panties from his ministrations. He releases your nipple with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting his mouth to your breast. "Mmm, you sound so good, amor," he purrs, his accent thicker with arousal. "I could suck on these perfect tits for hours." He leans back in, sucking and releasing it repeatedly and rapidly, making your head spin.

He repeats the motion over and over, his mouth alternating between your two peaks. Each time he pulls away, he leaves your skin shiny and slick, marked by his passion. The sensation becomes almost too much, the intense pleasure bordering on pain. Your fingers tangle in his dark hair, tugging lightly as waves of ecstasy crash over you. He responds by humming around your nipple, the vibrations adding a new layer of bliss. He stands straight, meeting your gaze, his eyes dark with lust and adoration. His thick fingers find your nipples, rolling and pinching the sensitive buds as he drinks in the sight of your pleasure. "You're so beautiful like this, y/n" he murmurs, his voice rough with desire. His lips claim yours in a searing kiss, he deepens the pressure on your nipples, tugging and circling the stiff peaks. Your body arches into his touch, a sharp moan escaping into his mouth. His touch is firm, bordering on rough, as he continues to work your peaks. Your hips buck against the counter, your thighs clamping around his waist as you search for friction. "R-Ruben... it's... it's too much," you pant, breaking the kiss. Without hesitation, he ducks his head, his hot mouth engulfing one aching nipple. He suckles hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud as his hand continues to torment its twin. The stimulation has you seeing stars, your fingers tangling in his hair to hold him against your breast. "Oh! oh God! Ruben!" You let out a high-pitched moan, overwhelmed by the new kind of pleasure. Your moan spurs him on, his mouth and hand working in tandem to bring you to release. He increases the pace, his touch becoming almost frenzied. The sound of wet, sucking kisses fills the kitchen, mingling with your moans and whimpers.

He releases it with a loud pop, moving back as his fingers return to their torturous dance on your peaks. His eyes glint mischievously as he asks in a low, accented voice, "Estás a gostar disso, minha putinha?" (Are you enjoying this, my little slut?) You feel the pressure building up in your lower stomach, your head falls back, exposing your neck as you moan loudly in response to his words and touch. "Y-yes... Ruben... I'm so close..." Your voice is barely a whisper, your breathing rapid and shallow. He grins wickedly, knowing he's driving you to the edge. You finally reach your peak as your body trembles, hips grinding against the counter as the friction of your soaked panties was enough to make you cum. As you cum from his touch alone, Ruben continues to roll and pinch your sensitive nipples, drawing out your orgasm until you're shaking and sobbing with pleasure. He watches you intently, his own arousal straining against his briefs as he savors the sight of his girlfriend overcome with ecstasy. "Look at you," he murmurs approvingly, "coming just from me playing with your pretty little nipples." He leans in to kiss your collarbone, his touch gentle now. You look at him with heavy-lidded eyes as you pant, your cheeks flushed. "Don't be embarrassed baby, it's beautiful....now...get on your knees for me, will you?"

[joooonbug]

No thoughts whatsoever

[gabbysthoughts4thots]

IM CRYING

He’s funny sometimes

[sunny-sainz]

…whoever’s encouraging these haircuts please stop for my sanity

[2headedboi]

….

[pensat-i-fet]

Rúben "hang on" Dias

[cityzenchick]

I know this is crazy ........... but it really does look like Ruben is trying to unscrew Julian's head!!! 😳