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[batllethinker]

Love me harder | l.w2 | 18+ mdni

Pairing: mommy!lia wälti + service top!leah williamson, felicitas rauch + lia wälti (friendly, fwb)

Summary: Leah loves Lia, she doesn't really know how much she loves her until her love is put to the test (yes, this is smut)

Warnings: mommy kink, fingering, jealousy, le being a huge sub, teasing, praise, friends to lovers, semi public sex

The teams match against the german wolfsburg had just finished up, only leaving the post match routine. Leah herself hadn't played but followed to support her team, and Lia, who she had joined sides with as soon as she could.

Leah could only watch as Lia was approached by an opposing player, and the way her friend immediately lit up. The brunette had her arms wrapped tight around the other player, talking to her in hushed whispers and teasing smiles, too quiet for Leah to really make out.

The sight was making her angrier than it should, even more so when Lia stripped of her jersey, the other doing the same and the swiss woman didn't even hesitate before putting it on and much louder this time, invited her out for the teams post match plans.

Leahs face dropped when she could finally make out their words, her brows furrowed in confusion because how did they even know eachother? The defender did put on a fake smile as soon as Lia turned to face her, her arm still wrapped around Feli, as Lia called her.

"You don't think the others will mind, do you?" The others? What about me? Leah paused for a moment, fake smile momentarily dropping before deciding that if Lia wants this girl there, she should be there.

"They wouldn't mind, I don't think" The older woman smiled brightly at her, taking one of her hands in her free one before saying something in german to Felicitas, which immediately dampened Leahs mood. Leah watched as Lia introduced the girl to their teammates, all of them more than welcoming to her, which carried on to the bar.

Feli was sat right next to the other brunette, with Leah sat on her other side. Le really tried to cheer up for the team but everytime she looked over to her side, her mood would immediately dampen as she's forced to watch Lia practically grope the other girl.

The blonde couldn't even bring herself to hide her grumpiness the longer the night went on, barely even talking to her teammates and glaring at a spot on the table.

She knew that Lia noticed her mood when the german conversation was put to a halt and an arm wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her into Lias frame.

"Le, what's the matter?" The defender only shrugged, a small pout on her lips as she was held even tighter against the older woman, face pressed into the crook of her neck.

"It's nothing" it came out as a mumble, partly muffled by Lias neck and she really felt more than heard the older woman's sigh before her grip loosened.

Lia then fully turned towards the blonde, just taking a moment to look at her before grabbing her hand and dragging her into the restroom.

Leah really didn't know what's going on, just that Lia was looking properly fed up. "Leah, what's going on?"

The defender only shrugged, fully unable to meet Lias eyes even as she's backed up against a wall.

"Baby, tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours" that was what finally broke Leahs will, her little pout remaining even as she met the other womans questioning gaze. What came out of her next was what threw Lia for a loop.

"Mommy.." a whine and desperate hands coming out to grasp Lias hips, "please!". The older womans brows furrowed before realization dawned on her and her hands came out to cradle Leahs face.

"Come on, tell mommy what you want" she encouraged, more than a little curious about where Leahs mind was. Leah could only whine again, her grip tightening some as she pulled Lia closer to her, her own head falling forward to nuzzle into the older womans neck.

"Want to make you feel good, please" Lia raised an eyebrow at that, seriously considering the blondes plead even as she nuzzled further into her. Leahs fingers were twitching against her, as if she was consciously restraining herself from doing what she wanted.

The midfielder didn't say another word as she moved to unbutton her jeans, her other hand guiding Leahs hand between her thighs and delighting in the desperate noise the blonde made as she twitched against her once more.

The older womans hand then moved to the back of her head, tangling her fingers in her hair so her girl could face her. Lia choked on a moan when the blonde finally started moving against her, fingers circling her clit in tight circles. Leah looked properly fucked out as she looked up at the brunette with wide eyes, completely in awe and a little disbelieving.

"Le.." another moan, "come on, fuck me" The defender actually moaned at that, eyes momentarily closing as she pushed inside with a finger, to the second knuckle before pulling out and pushing in with another and fully bottoming out.

There was a muttered "fuck" as Lias eyes shut and Leah was pulled closer to her, the brunette was slightly breathless as Leah started properly fucking her, palm grounding into her clit and her, herself was in complete heaven.

"Scheiße, that's it" words interupted by a moan, "doing so good, keep going" Leah couldn't hold back her own moan, roughening just the tiniest bit as she glowed at the praise.

"Mommy, please" she whined, "want you to cum" Leah buried herself into the crook of Lias neck again, just mouthing at the exposed skin and despite the fogginess in her brain, managed to nibble a mark into her skin.

The older woman moaned into her ear at that, hips bucking up against her hand before she tensed and the grip in Leahs hair tightened, tugging lightly at her hair.

Lia came with a groan and a shudder, pulling the younger woman even tighter against her and trapping her hand between her thighs.

As she came down from her high, she noticed Leah trembling against her, worried she pulled back enough to look at her. To her surprise, Leah got that fucked out, glazed over look in her eyes, one that only an orgasm gave.

To her credit, Leah actually looked a little embarrassed as she met the other womans eyes but Lia looked more amused than anything.

"Did you just cum?" There was a teasing lilt to her tone and Leah could only nod, pouting in embarrassment as she tried to hide her face, only for Lia to tighten the grip in her hair once again.

"Oh, don't be embarrassed love, its cute" Leah only whined quietly and tried once again to cling to her mommy, successfully this time. Le murmuring happily once she was held tightly in Lias arms.

[wosotales]

Behind The Kit: Arsenal's Chosen Family - Flipcident

Kyra's brattiness reaches a new level and it ends with dire concequences when she messes with the wrong person. Big thank you to @batllethinker for her help with coming up with this one shot fic. There's plans for a part 2 of this as well.

“Gotcha, Lessi!” Kyra decided to take the opportunity to rugby tackle Alessia and catch her completely off guard in the gym.

Alessia couldn’t help but jump half a mile, “Ah jesus– Why’re you being so annoying today?”

“I’m always like this,” Kyra answered with a simple shrug of her shoulders.

“Yeah,” Alessia huffed and pushed the Australian away from her, “Okay, why are you being even more annoying than usual?” she asked.

“It’s not even that bad,” Kyra was quick to fire back, losing interest in winding Alessia up in favour of her new target - Steph.

“Boo!” Kyra launched herself on Steph and took the opportunity to latch onto her.

“What do you want, pest?” Steph questioned, resisting the urge to roll her eyes as the younger girl all but clung onto her.

“You can’t move now. Ha, you’re stuck! What are you gonna do about it?” Kyra peered up at Steph and grinned cheekily.

Steph sighed deeply, trying to keep her patience, “Ky, you can’t sit there. I need to use the weights.”

“Too bad. You’re trapped now!” Kyra said playfully, poking her tongue out at her.

“Urgh! You’re being such a pest,” Steph grumbled, while Kyra continued to sit on the floor and keep her arms wrapped around her in the gym to stop her from moving much to the older girl's annoyance.

In the time that Kyra had settled at Arsenal, it was certain that she was the definition of a brat. She had definitely been making herself more comfortable, and with that, she loved to push buttons.

The girl had been in a particularly bratty mood all week, she had a certain bold streak that made her a magnet for chaos.

Going from interrupting conversations, stealing water bottles, or making exaggerated imitations of the girls’ accents, she was on a roll to cause trouble.

“Kyra,” Lia sent the younger girl a firm look, but of course Kyra chose to ignore it and continue her mission to create havoc.

“What? I’m just having fun!” Kyra innocently replied, not making any attempt to move away from winding Steph up, “Stephy doesn’t mind!”

“Stephy does mind,” Steph grumbled in response.

Lia shook her head and gave Kyra another warning look, clearly unimpressed, “You’re already on thin ice. Reign it in.”

Kyra, of course, nodded with mock solemnity and then promptly did the opposite.

“Ky, you need to stop or you’re going to get yourself in trouble,” Leah even attempted to step and sway the Australian girl from continuing to seek out trouble, but that did little to nothing to help.

“Quit it, Ky,” Caitlin chimed in.

“I’m having fun. What’s the harm?” Kyra carelessly shrugged her shoulders in response before gazing around to find her next victim.

Kyra thrived off the reactions that she got, whether it was frustrated groans or exasperated eye-rolls. But Kyra, now emboldened by her newfound family, wasn’t paying attention to the way her antics were pushing boundaries, and the young Australian sought out to make Viv her number one target.

By the time that training had wrapped up, everyone was exhausted. The session had been tough, and tensions were running high.

Viv, who had been a little quieter than usual, slumped in her spot in the locker room, and Kyra took this as the perfect opportunity to wind her up.

“Whatcha got there, Vivi?” Kyra grinned, sliding up to her.

Clutched in Viv’s hand was her stuffie, otherwise known as Flip, her bear that was her anchor on tough days, a quiet reminder of safety and comfort, especially when her little headspace threatened to emerge in a chaotic environment, “Flip.” she answered quietly.

“Kyra, don’t you dare,” Kim could already see the cogs’ whirring around in Kyra’s head, and somehow predicted what was about to happen.

“I’m not going to do anything,” Kyra feigned her innocence as she held her hands up in mock surrender.

“I’m not so convinced,” The Scottish woman muttered in disagreement, trying to keep a close eye on Kyra since she was feeling somewhat bold to push buttons today.

“Vivi, can I hold Flip?” Kyra questioned.

“N… No,” Viv’s voice was quiet but firm.

“Awh, don’t be like that,” Kyra pouted and before anyone could intervene, she reached out to snatch Flip out from Viv’s hands.

“Give him back!” Viv instantly wailed, alarmed at the loss of her stuffie in her hands before 

The room fell silent for a brief as Viv froze, her bottom lip trembled and the silence was shattered when she let out a raw and heart-wrenching sob, and she curled in on herself, tears streaming down her face as she reached helplessly for her bear.

“Kyra!” Lia’s voice was sharp as a whip, “Give it back. Now.”

Kyra, still oblivious to the gravity of the situation, held Flip out of reach, “What? It’s just a dumb stuffie!”

“Would you like it if someone took your koala?” Caitlin chimed in, stepping closer to the younger girl.

“I was only messing around…” Kyra hesitated, guilt flickering across her face.

“What’s going on?” Lisa walked into the locker room, out of the corner of her eye she could see Kyra taunting Viv with Flip in her hand and instantly knew this wouldn’t be good when she could see how upset Viv was.

“Mama,” Viv’s broken voice cut through the tension as Lisa entered the room, “Ky… Kyra’s got Flip, and she won’t give him back!”

Lisa’s face hardened immediately as she took in the scene, “Kyra,” she said, her tone deadly calm, “Hand it over. Now.”

Under Lisa’s piercing gaze, Kyra reluctantly handed Flip back. Lisa crouched beside Viv, and tucked the bear into her trembling hands.

“Shh, liefje,” Lisa murmured softly in Dutch, pulling Viv into her arms and rubbing soothing circles on her back, “You’re okay now. Flip’s here. You’re safe.”

Seeing the sight of Viv looking so broken seemed to wake Kyra up to the gravity of what she had done, but before she could offer any apologies, Lisa stood up and turned to her with a look that made Kyra swallow hard.

“Kyra,” Lisa started, her voice low but filled with authority, and she didn’t hesitate to grab the young Australian by her bicep and drag her, she was going to deal with her once and for all.

Kyra’s playful mood quickly shifted as she was led over to the bench by Lisa. She could feel the weight of the situation sinking in, especially when Lisa’s hand grabbed her bicep tightly, firm and unyielding.

Kyra had been known to push boundaries, but the somber look on Lisa’s face made her stomach twist.

“You don’t take things that don’t belong to you,” Lisa’s voice was stern, and there was no mistaking the authority in it.

Kyra opened her mouth to protest, but Lisa was already moving into position and holding her firmly over her knee. The younger girl tensed up, her usual bravado faltering as she realised just how serious Lisa was.

She’d really crossed a line this time.

“Please, don’t–” Kyra started, her voice small, but Lisa didn’t relent.

“I want the paddle,” Lisa motioned to the team paddle that was hanging up on a hook in the locker room wall.

“Lisa, are you sure?” Lia’s voice was hesitant, the last thing she wanted was her own baby girl to be punished with that, but Kyra had really been pushing buttons, and this was the last straw.

“I’m sure. She needs to learn a lesson that we don’t take things that don’t belong to us,” Lisa didn’t give in, and held her hand out to receive the heavy, wood like surface that made a loud thud as it hit her hand, “I’m going to teach you a lesson once and for all!”

“She’s got a point, Lia,” Kim chimed in while sharing a knowing look with the Swiss woman.

Kyra’s eyes widened in surprise and her pulse quickened, "N... No, not that!"

“You deserve this, you little brat. You pushed limits, therefore now you’re going to learn.” Before Kyra could protest further, the first swat landed, “You’ll think twice about the next time you try and take something that doesn’t belong to you, won’t you?”

The sharp sting across her backside caused her to jump in shock, and her breath hitched, “Ow!” she gasped, her body instinctively shifting, but Lisa held her steady.

The pain was more intense than anything Kyra had anticipated. The sharp smack echoed around the otherwise silent locker room, and a lump formed in her throat. Lisa’s grip tightened as she delivered the second swat, harder than the first.

“Listen to me,” Lisa’s voice was still calm, but the authority was undeniable as she continued to reign down the paddle on Kyra, “You dare take anything that doesn’t belong to you again, and things will be a lot worse.”

Kyra’s bravado cracked as she whimpered, her face reddening with both the sting of the smacks and the humiliation of being put in this position, “Ow! Let me… Let me go!” The girl is near to hysterical sobs, thrashing around and trying to wriggle free, but Lisa’s grip on her keeps her there, “I’m… I’m sorry! I didn’t mean… I didn’t mean it. Let me go!”

“Do something,” Leah tried to get Lia to intervene, not liking the fact that her little sister was in this position, “This is too much. Mommy, help her!”

Lia looked at Lisa with a face full of concern, “Lisa, I think she’s learnt her lesson now. That’s enough.”

However, Lisa didn’t listen to Lia’s words and continued.

“You need to learn,” Lisa repeated as she continued to use the paddle on the young Australian girl that was now completely hysterical, “You might be new to this team, but you will show respect!”

“Kim,” Lia sent Kim a pleading look for her help.

“I think that’s enough now Lisa,” Kim intervened, seeing that Lisa wasn’t going to give in any time at all, “Kyra has learnt her lesson now. That’s enough .”

Lisa barely heard Kim’s words, her relentless need to protect her own baby girl outweighed her current actions, and therefore she didn’t realise how brash she was with the younger Australian girl.

“I said that’s enough, Lisa,” Kim repeated, stepping forward to reach out and take the paddle directly out of Lisa’s hands to stop her from using it any further, and tossed it aside out of the way, “Can’t you see how upset she is?”

“She’s not been punished enough, Kim. The little brat needs to learn her lesson,” Lisa responded with a bite in the tone of her voice.

“No, she’s been punished enough already,” Kim stated, firmly as she attempted to coax Kyra into her own arms, “Come here, sweetheart. You’re okay. You’re safe now.” Her soothing words did very little to calm down the sobbing girl.

Kyra was quick to flinch at the close contact, scrambling away from Lisa to a corner where she curled up in a small ball, “N… No, don’t hurt me,” she whimpered, fearful of being hurt again.

“I’m not going to hurt you, sweetheart,” Kim tried to reassure the younger girl, gently scooping Kyra up into her arms and carrying her while the younger girl tried to fight her way out of Kim’s grasp, “We’re just going to see your mommy, okay? You’re safe, you’re okay.”

“Come here, baby,” Lia cooed, hating to see her girl so upset and scared once again, just like when she first joined the team, “Come to mommy, angel.”

“Mommy,” Kyra whimpered, tearful as she was still a bit reluctant to be near Lia in case she was punished any further, “N… No more, I don’t want– I’ve learnt my lesson, I’m sorry, Mommy!” she pleaded as she was settled in Lia’s arms.

“Oh I know you are, baby girl,” Lia continued to coo as she held Kyra in her arms and rocked her, “Shh, you’re alright now, it’s over.”

“I… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to take it,” Kyra’s sobs wracked her entire body, feeling completely terrified, “I… I didn’t. Don’t let her hurt me again!”

“I know, you’ve been punished and you’re forgiven now,” Lia smoothed a stray piece of Kyra’s hair out of her face, her voice soft and reassuring as she gently pressed a kiss to Kyra’s temple, “Mommy’s here now, baby. No one’s going to hurt you anymore, I promise, angel.”

Kyra clung to Lia tightly, burying her tear-streaked face into her chest. Her small hiccuping sobs echoed through the quiet locker room, each one tugging at Lia’s heart.

Meanwhile, Kim shot Lisa a disapproving glare, “You went too far, Lisa,” she muttered under her breath, “There was no need for that.”

Lisa’s shoulders sagged as the weight of her actions hit her, she looked over at Kyra, who was trembling in Lia’s arms, “I didn’t mean too, I just…” she started, but Kim cut her off.

“Intent doesn’t erase the damage,” Kim said firmly, “Just look at her, Lisa, she’s terrified. That’s not how we handle things on this team.”

“I know, I just… She upset Viv, and I just didn’t think,” Lisa stuttered her words, realising the damage that had been caused now since Kyra clung to Lia with an iron-clad grip.

“Now’s not the time for this,” Lia spoke up as she continued to rock Kyra in her arms to calm her down from the hysterical sobs she was letting out, “We can talk about this later. Right now, I need to take care of Kyra, and that’s all that matters.”

Leah had taken the chance to retrieve Kyra’s own koala stuffie out of her back and tried to coax it into her hands, “Here Ky, here’s Bill,” she gestured to the small animal stuffie, “I thought you might like him right now?”

“Bill,” Kyra murmured quietly, not hesitating to take the stuffie from the blonde and hold it close in her arms, “Thanks, Le.”

“You’re welcome, Ky,” Leah gave her a soft and reassuring smile.

Kyra peeked up at Lia, her eyes red and swollen, “I didn’t… I didn’t mean to hurt Viv, Mommy.” she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I know you didn’t mean too, baby,” Lia reassured her, still rocking her gently, “You just got a bit carried away now, didn’t you? How about you apologise to Viv when you feel ready?” she suggested softly, stroking her hair.

“N… No,” Kyra sniffled and shook her head frantically, her voice muffled against Lia’s chest. The thought of apologising to Viv, when Lisa was still there, was somewhat terrifying to her still, “I… I don’t want to do it.”

“Shh, baby,” Lia could see how worked up Kyra still felt and smoothed her hair down away from her face, “That’s alright, you don’t have too yet, not if you’re not ready. You can take your time.” she added.

Viv was now back sitting with Lisa, held in her arms with Flip clutched tightly in her arms. Her own tears had slowed, but she still looked visibly shaken. 

Lisa took one glance between Viv and Kyra, guilt written over her face, “I don’t think it is a good idea right now,” she murmured, realising she had let her own emotions take control.

“For once, I agree with you there,” Lia’s voice held a certain sting to it still as she spoke to the Scottish woman, not happy with her at all.

The tension in the locker room was palpable as everyone tried to process what had just unfolded. The usual camaraderie felt fractured, replaced with a mix of guilt, protectiveness, and unease.

Lia continued to rock Kyra gently, her soothing murmurs softening the younger girl’s whimpers, “Shh, sweetheart. You’re okay. Mommy’s here, and it’s all over now.” she whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to Kyra’s forehead.

Kim, meanwhile, kept her gaze trained on Lisa, “We can’t let things escalate like that again, Lisa,” she said, her voice firm but quieter now, trying not to add to the stress of the moment, “This team is a family, and we don’t solve problems by breaking each other. You crossed the line here, Lisa.”

“I know,” Lisa exhaled heavily, running a hand through her hair and her voice tight with regret, before she peered down at Viv in her arms with Flip tucked into her, “I just got protective of her and I lost control, I guess I went about it the wrong way.” she admitted, rubbing the Dutch’s arm protectively in an effort to soothe her further.

“You think?” Leah muttered under her breath, feeling somewhat protective over Kyra as she resisted the urge to scowl at Lisa.

“Le,” Lia fixed the blonde with a pointed look, as for her to not get involved while she continued to sooth Kyra in her arms.

“I’m just saying what we’re all thinking,” Leah insisted, crossing her arms over her chest.

Lia continued to shake her head in disagreement, “That’s enough of that, alright?”

“Alright,” Leah exhaled a sigh, but still feeling somewhat protective over Kyra, she wanted to make it known that she was mad with Lisa for hurting Kyra in the way she did, “I’m still mad at her though.”

“I know, but I don’t want you to get yourself in trouble,” Lia spoke quiet words with Leah, she knew the blonde would be protective over Kyra but she needed to reign her in so she wouldn’t end up talking herself into trouble.

“Maybe I should step out of the room?” Lisa muttered, her voice low and regretful, “I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to be here right now.”

“I think that might be a good idea for now,” Kim agreed, casting a glance over to Kyra, who was still trembling in Lia’s embrace, “You can leave Vivi with me. I’ll take care of her.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Lisa mumbled, though she was hesitant to leave Viv with the older Scottish woman but she knew she could trust her “Baby, Mama’s going to go out of the room for a bit, but you’re going to stay with Kim, okay?”

“Mama, no… Don’t go,” Viv whined, weary about Lisa leaving her.

“You’re alright, you’re going to be fine,” Lisa insisted as she passed Viv over to Kim, who accepted her with a quiet, reassuring smile, “I just need to leave the room, okay? Stay with Kim, liefje.” she told her, gently.

Kim settled Viv on her lap, her arm securely wrapping around the younger woman as she whispered soothing reassurances in her ear, “It’s alright, sweetheart,” she murmured, her tone calm and grounding, “I’ve got you. Your Mama will be back soon.”

Viv sniffled, burying her face against Kim’s shoulder while her grip on the older woman tightened, “Mama,” she trembled slightly, clearly struggling to process the sudden intensity of the situation.

“You’re safe, Vivi,” Kim said softly, gently stroking her back in a slow, rhythmic motion, her touch both firm and comforting, “Mama just needs a moment to breathe, and so do you. Let’s focus on calming down, okay?”

From across the room, Lia continued to hold Kyra close, her hand gently running through her hair in an attempt to soothe her. Kyra’s trembling was beginning to subside, though her face still remained buried in Lia’s chest.

The protective stance Lia had adopted was unyielding, her sharp gaze briefly flicking toward Lisa as she hesitated in the doorway.

Lisa faltered, glancing back at Viv and Kim before she finally stepped out of the room, though the hesitation in her movements spoke volume. Once the door clicked shut, a heavy silence settled over the room, only broken by Viv’s quiet hiccups and Kyra’s uneven breathing.

“How’s she doing?” Kim glanced up at Lia, her expression neutral but her tone firm.

“Getting there,” Lia replied, her voice clipped but gentle, “Kyra, baby, breathe with me, okay? In… and out. Mommy’s got you.”

Kyra nodded faintly and began mirroring Lia’s slow, exaggerated breaths, though her grip on the Swiss woman remained as tight as ever.

“That’s a good girl,” Lia murmured, smoothing Kyra’s hair out of her face, “Keep breathing like that for Mommy, alright? I’m here, I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here, baby.”

“M… Mommy,” Kyra mumbled, tearful but the trembling had stopped now, although her face still remained red from crying.

“I’m here, Ky,” Lia reassured her as she continued to rub soothing circles on her back, “Do you know what you need to do now?” Lia asked gently, her voice soft enough to avoid overwhelming her.

Kyra nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on the floor, “Yeah…” she murmured, though her voice was quiet and tentative.

“Good girl,” Lia said encouragingly, tucking a stray strand of the younger girl's hair behind her ear, “You go ahead when you’re ready then, okay?”

Kyra sighed and bit her bottom lip, she knew what Lia meant but she still felt a twinge of resistance, “Do I have to?” she whispered.

“It’s important baby,” Lia responded, in a tone of voice that was kind but still held firmness behind it, “I know you didn’t mean to take Flip from Vivi, but you did and now you need to apologise, please.”

After a moment of silence, Kyra nodded in agreement, “Okay…” she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lia gave her a gentle and encouraging pat on the back, “Good girl, Ky. I’m right here, if you need me.”

With a deep breath, Kyra slowly stood up and made her way over towards Viv, who was nestled on Kim’s lap with Flip tucked in her arms.

“Vivi…” Kyra mumbled, trying to engage with Viv although the Dutch were apprehensive, proceeding to hide Flip so Kyra wouldn’t be able to take him again, “I… I’m sorry for Flip, I didn’t mean to do it, and I… I didn’t mean to make you sad either.”

Viv clung tightly to Flip, her gaze flickering between Kyra and Kim. She still looked cautious, but there was a hint of vulnerability in her eyes.

“Mommy,” Kyra turned back round to face Lia, shuffling awkwardly on her feet, “I said I was sorry!”

“I know, baby. You did well,” Lia praised Kyra from where she sat.

“Vivi,” Kim gave Viv’s shoulder a gentle squeeze, “What do we say when someone apologises?” she prompted softly, her voice a quiet nudge rather than a push.

“I… I forgive you,” Viv whispered, glancing up at Kim before returning her gaze to Kyra, “But… Flip’s mine, not for you to take.”

Kyra nodded quickly, her hands fidgeting as she fought back the urge to reach out and make things better physically, “I know. I won’t touch him again,” she told her, “I promise.”

Viv looked at her, still continuing to clutch Flip close, but her expression softened just a little, “Okay…” she said quietly, although there was still a trace of wariness in her eyes, “Just don’t do it again.”

Kyra’s shoulders slumped in relief as she glanced over at Lia, who smiled gently at her, “Good job, baby.” The Swiss woman said, her voice warm and encouraging.

“Thanks, Mommy,” Kyra whispered, her shoulders relaxing as a faint but genuine smile appeared on her face, “Cuddles now?”

“You can have a cuddle now,” Lia said softly, as she reached out and gently pulled Kyra back into a tight hug, her arms wrapping around the younger girl in a comforting embrace, “I’m really proud of you for apologising to Vivi.”

Once Kyra was securely wrapped in Lia’s arms, feeling the warmth and comfort of her embrace, Viv suddenly began squirming in Kim’s lap, her eyes fixed on the door.

Kim noticed Viv’s shift immediately as her hand rested gently on her shoulder, “Vivi, where are you going, sweetheart?”

“I want Mama,” Viv mumbled, her gaze remaining fixed on the door as her small frame twitched with impatience, “I want to go and find her.”

Kim’s heart softened at the sight of Viv’s determination, but she also understood the fragility of the situation, “Your Mama isn’t far, Vivi. She’s just outside the room, I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you.”

The need to go to Lisa was almost palpable for Viv, as if that was the one thing that would make everything feel right again, “Mama,” she mumbled, wiggling out of Kim’s lap with determination, her small hands pushing against the floor as she stood up, her balance unsteady but resolute.

Viv’s legs wobbled slightly as she toddled toward the door, her determined expression set on reaching Lisa. The hallway felt almost too long to her, but she was soon able to catch a glimpse of Lisa, who had her back turned, leaning against the wall just outside the room.

Lisa’s shoulders were hunched, her head was lowered and she didn’t hear Viv’s soft footsteps approaching, too lost in her own emotions. Her hands were pressed against her face and her own sobs were muffled.

“Mama…” Viv whispered, her voice barely more than a breath as she stepped forward, reaching her hand out.

Lisa froze, her whole body tensed as she recognised the voice as she slowly lowered her hands from her face, her eyes swollen from crying as her expression was a mixture of sadness and guilt, “Oh, Vivi,” she whispered, turning towards Viv with a faint, shaky smile appearing on her face despite the tears that still clung to her cheeks, “Did you come out here to find me?”

Viv nodded, her hands reaching up to grasp at Lisa’s outstretched arms, “Don’t cry, Mama. I don’t like to see you sad.” she mumbled, her voice thick with her own emotion.

Lisa’s tears seemed to flow harder at that,  her heart breaking all over again, “I’m sorry, Vivi,” she whispered, pulling the younger girl into her arms and hugging her tightly, the overwhelming emotions of the day pouring out in the safety of this moment, “Mama’s only upset with herself.”

“Why are you crying?” Viv questioned as she clung to her, the sound of her Mama’s voice calming the storm inside of her, though her voice still sounded small and uncertain, “I don’t like it when you cry.”

“I… I’m just sad, liefje,” Lisa explained, her fingers threading through Viv’s hair as she held her close, “I’m upset with myself, because I… I just made a complete mess of things. I got so protective over seeing you upset, and took it out on Kyra back there.”

Viv didn’t understand the full extent of Lisa’s own guilt, but she could feel pain radiating off her and she wanted to make everything better, to try and fix Lisa’s sadness, “It’s okay, Mama,” she whispered, her voice small and full of innocence, “I still love you.”

Lisa squeezed her a little tighter, trying to steady her own breathing as she wiped the remaining tears from her face, “Thank you, Vivi,” she said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, “I love you too. So much.”

The two of them continued to stand there for a moment, holding each other in the hallway as their quiet sobs mingled with the sound of distant conversation behind the door. 

Lisa had no idea how she would make things right again, but with Viv in her arms, the weight of the world felt a little easier to bear.

“I’ll make it right, Vivi,” Lisa reassured the Dutch girl as she continued to thread her fingers through her hair, “I promise I’ll make it better.”

[batllethinker]

A little Snippet of how you imagine Baby Fridas first time Was? I'm offering my first Born child

Vanilla baby | E.L + F.M | 18+ mdni

Summary: Emma has a few misconceptions that get proven wrong

Pairing: (linköping era) Emma Lenartsson + Frida Maanum

Rating: E

Warnings: smut, inexperience, age difference, first times, small bits of corruption, fingering, praise, dom!Emma, ageplay (and regression), begging, kind of mean Emma, desperate and deprived Frida, newish relationship

A/N: this is not fully how I imagine it but I really wanted to write desperate Frida so yk

Translations:

Hjärtat mitt-my heart

Snälla mamma-please mama

Älskling-sweetheart

Frida had been young when they first started dating, not alarmingly so but her inexperience had been clear from that first day. Luckily, Emma was in no rush with her babygirl and was more than willing to take everything in Fridas pace.

The younger girl had barely even kissed anyone before she got together with Emma, except for the small games of truth or dare at camps but those don't really count. It might have also had done something with being madly in love with her now girlfriend since her first day in linköping.

It hadn't really been intentional but Frida had been completely loyal to her captain, and could barely stand being touched by anyone else when all she could think about was Emma, especially late at night, even if she could barely touch herself in a way that mattered.

The only problem was that Emma seemingly refused to see her as anything other than her friend, no matter how much she tried to change that and make her feelings as obvious as possible.

Emma was well aware of her feelings, and as hesitant as she was to admit it, she definitely felt the same way. Even she hadn't outright admitted her feelings until another year in, but didn't even stop herself from becoming much touchier throughout that year, always pulling the blonde onto her lap or running a hand through her hair whenever baby took a nap on her.

Frida absolutely loved how touchy Emma was, even if she really wished that her captain would just drop her hand lower, or let her hand linger abit longer on the not-so-innocent places. It was especially tortuous when Emma would mindlessly place a hand on her thigh, or when she'd run her hands through her hair and grip, or when she'd physically guide her movements, though she quite enjoyed the guidance during training sessions aswell.

Emma really was a very physical person and was always touching the younger girl, even long before they started dating, though it only got worse once they did get together. She honestly didn't touch baby in the places that Frida wished for as often as she could, except for sometimes brushing a hand over her boobs or ass.

As much as Frida does love her captain, her girlfriend, she really needed her to completely ruin her because the years spent yearning, and the year being teased really made her a ball of sexual frustration but yet again, no matter how hard she tried Emma seemingly refused to help her.

Frida decided after yet another torturous day that she would take matters into her own hands, she would get Emma to fuck her no matter what.

No matter how much she needed it, she was still very nervous, especially because Emma didn't seem to notice her nerves, or intention.

Emma was very focused on her book, and except for a happy smile when she saw that her baby was wearing her shirt and opening her arms to let baby curl into her side, she paid little attention to Frida.

Frida could only stare at her, and pout when that also failed to get mamas attention. The younger girl shifted abit, and as subtly as she could, shifted onto Emmas lap until she could only focus on her, her hands instinctively going to rest on her hips.

"Hi there, baby?" The older woman was definitely confused but would never complain about having her babygirl on her lap. Frida kept that pout on her lips and shifted abit, only to realize the friction it gave and shifted again.

A gasped "mama", and it took a second before it seemed to click in Emmas mind but then her grip tightened and practically pinned Fridas hips down against her.

"Frida...is there something you want?" The blonde blushed heavily and nodded, abit embarrassed but that tiny bit of relief was enough for her to remember how much she needed it.

She pouted again, and hesitated for a moment "please, need you" Emma cocked her head to the side, her brows furrowing as she seemingly thought about her options.

"How do you need me, hjärtat mitt?" Frida couldn't help but whine, her hips trying to jerk forward again.

"Mama, please touch me!" The older woman raised an eyebrow, and instead of answering she lowered her hands down Fridas thighs, thumbs rubbing the inside of her thighs as she slowly moved towards her goal.

"I am, aren't I?" The blonde whined again, and shook her head. "N-no, please, need to feel you! Please fuck me". Emma laughed, and shifted her girls shirt up enough to reveal her completely bare.

"Oh, you really do want this, huh?" Frida nodded, her hips jerking again as her mamas thumb brushed against her pussy. "Yes! please mama, please make me feel good". Emma only smiled, and finally ran a few fingers through her girls folds, before rubbing her clit in tight circles.

Frida gasped out a whine, hips grinding down against her captains hand now that she wasn't restrained, just desperate to cum for the first time.

"Please, mama, need more!" Emma smiled again, and shifted again before circling her opening and gently pushing into her with a finger. The older woman couldn't hold back her own gasp at just how tight her girl was.

"God baby, will you even be able to take more?" Frida whined again, and nodded desperately as she tried to fuck herself on mamas finger, trying to get it as deep as possible.

"More, snälla mamma", Emma smiled again and leaned forward at the same moment she pushed in another finger, immediately setting a fast pace, fully intent on making her cum hard.

The older woman wrapped an arm around her girls waist and helped her bounce on her fingers, and meet her pace as she buried her face between Fridas boobs, not even bothering to take her shirt off.

Frida moaned loudly as Emma mouthed messily at her chest, eventually finding her nipples through the shirt and gently biting down on each of them as she fucked her even rougher.

"Come on angel, cum for me" Frida could only nod and gasp out a moan, her hands coming up to grasp at mamas hair as she clenched around her fingers, body tensing as waves and waves of pleasure washed over her.

Emma gradually stilled her fingers, as she helped the younger girl ride out her first proper orgasm, until they were barely fluttering inside of her. "That's it älskling" she leaned up to press a kiss on Fridas forehead, and gently pulled out of her. "You did so good for me, my perfect girl"

Frida happily nuzzled into her, and let Emma lay them down again. Baby felt so happy and floaty, and couldn't help but sink into that feeling as she fully nuzzled into mamas neck.

[wosotales]

Behind The Kit: Arsenal's Chosen Family - She Will Be Loved

Laia Codina accepts her long-awaited national team call up, but it comes at a devestating cost with the loss of a friendship. Struggling with heartbreak and guilt, her transfer to Arsenal finds her a shadow of her former self, consumed by the belief that she is unworthy of love and acceptance.

When Laia first got her call up to the national team, she didn’t feel joy - just a quiet, suffocating apprehension.

Was her call up deserved? Maybe, but it wasn’t because she had earned her place outright - it was a last resort.

Would her acceptance cost her friendships? Definitely, without a doubt.

A national call up is a dream come true though, this is one thing that as a pro athlete you work hard to achieve in a career but when it comes as a result of players refusing to play then there’s bound to be backlash from it.

It felt tainted, more of a burden than a blessing. The national team was fractured, divided by a storm of conflict, and Laia knew that her call up would paint her as a traitor to her friends who had chosen to stand against it.

Of course she knew not everybody would be in agreement of her acceptance, Laia thought she could weather the fallout. She knew it might sting, but in time, it would heal

What she never expected was her acceptance ended up with a loss of a friendship with Aitana as well.

During the time of the call up, Laia was out on a loan so the last thing she expected was to be shunned by her friend, her best friend especially.

The daily phone calls where they once chatted about anything and everything dwindled down to less and less before there were no phone calls exchanged at all.

That really hurt Laia more than she cared to admit.

Maybe it was just a rough patch? At least that’s what she told herself.

Then came the fight that blew up between her and Aitana, the fight that cost her, her entire friendship and with that, a change of clubs.

It happened a few weeks after the initial call up, when Laia returned to Barcelona from the loan spell from AC Milan. She expected somewhat of a cold shoulder, but it hurt a whole lot more.

Running into one another at the training grounds, Aintana looked at her like she was a strange - the girl’s gaze was ice cold, cutting through her like a knife. That was when Laia’s resolve broke, and she couldn’t stand the silent treatment anymore.

“What’s your problem, Tana?” Laia plucked up the courage to ask her best friend, her voice wavered as she forced her words out while her chest was tight with dread.

Aitana scoffed in response before she proceeded to talk, “My problem? You really want to go there?”

The tone of Aitana’s voice made Laia cower in fear but she wanted answers on why she was practically being ignored, “I do,” her voice trembled as she spoke, “Ever since I’ve been back, you’ve been giving me the cold shoulder and you’ve… you’ve barely uttered a single word to me at all! You’ve been avoiding me for weeks, ignoring my calls and messages, just like I don’t even exist. What did I do so badly?”

“You accepted the call up,” Aitana’s tone of voice was venomous.

Laia blinked in surprise, “I… I didn’t think about it–”

“No, you didn’t think, did you?” Aitana interrupted harshly, “You didn’t think about us. About me. You chose them, Laia. You took their side. You knew why we stood down, why we refused to play, and you still took their side!”

Laia could feel her chest constrict as Aitana continued her harsh words, not allowing her the chance to speak, “Tana–”

“No, you don’t get to call me that. Not anymore, only my friends are allowed to call me that!” Aitana’s tone of voice was still ice cold as she cut Laia off, “You don’t get it, do you? If you actually cared about any of us– If you cared about me then you could have said no. But you didn’t. You made your choice, so live with it.”

Laia’s mouth opened, but no words came out. She stood there, stunned, as Aitana turned and walked away without even a backwards glance at Laia, who was left there feeling small and in fear.

That was the last time they spoke before Laia made the move to Arsenal.

The weight of their fight consumed her, hollowing her out from the inside. She tried to focus on football, the world cup tournament, on training, on anything else, but the ache of that loss never left her.

The silence from the rest of the Barcelona girls only made it worse. Nobody stepped in to defend her or offer her comfort.

Nobody was there to tell her it would be okay.

To her, it felt like they’d all quietly agreed that she wasn’t worth the effort anymore.

The loss of her friendship with Aitana was like a wound that refused to heal, and the silence from the rest of her former teammates only deepened the ache.

By the time that Laia made the move to Arsenal, she was a shell of herself. Her confidence was shattered, her spirit dimmed. She walked into her new club with the shadow of rejection still hanging over her, her shoulders tense and her gaze wary.

It didn’t take all that long for her teammates to notice.

At first, they thought it was just the usual nerves of someone adjusting to a new country, a new team, but it became clear that Laia’s hesitance ran much deeper than that. She rarely spoke unless spoken to, and she hovered on the fringes of group conversations like she wasn’t sure if she belonged.

But the most heartbreaking part was how terrified she seemed - like a pup who had been scolded too harshly and was afraid to come near anyone.

If someone so much as placed a hand on her shoulder or moved too close, Laia would tense up like she was bracing for something. 

“Nice, Codi!” Katie complimented, trying to pull her into a hug after a goal she had scored in training.

Meanwhile, Laia stiffened at the sudden touch before she muttered an apology.

It was incredibly heartbreaking for some of the girls to witness, especially those who had grown closer to Laia in the time she’d been part of the team.

Lia and Kim couldn’t help but exchange worried and concerned glances whenever they saw Laia standing on the outskirts, quiet and unsure whether to get involved.

“She’s terrified,” Lia murmured one day after another failed attempt to coax Laia into joining the group conversation, her tone was soft but laced with heartbreak, “I think she’s convinced she’s not worth the effort.”

“We’re not giving up on her,” Kim replied back, hopeful to get her out of her shell.

Then there were her newfound sisters, Laura, Vic and Kathrine, who had taken it upon themselves to make Laia feel at home with their personalities all blending together - Laura, with her bubbly personality, often tried to coax Laia into conversations during meals or training while Vic, sharp and witty, kept slipping little Dutch phrases into conversation just to make Laia crack a smile, and Kathrine, the youngest of the group, hovered close to Laia like a protective shadow, quick to defend her whenever anyone joked a little too harshly.

But no matter how much everyone tried, Laia seemed locked in her belief that she didn’t deserve any of it.

“She looks so scared,” Alessia was the first to broach the conversation with a weary look shared between a few of the other girls, watching Laia sit alone in the dining hall, eating in silence while the rest of the team chatted and laughed around her.

“Why won’t she talk to us?” Kyra furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

Leah shrugged her shoulders slightly in response, “I think we just need to give her space, I guess.”

“Easier said than done,” Katie murmured.

“She’s scared to let anyone, isn’t she?” Lotte questioned, exchanging a glance with the two doms.

“I think so,” Lia responded quietly in agreement, “She’s been through something, but we just don’t know what yet.”

“It doesn’t matter what has happened,” Kim chimed in, sitting nearby, “We just need to show her that she’s safe here now. That she has a family here now.”

Lia nodded in agreement with Kim, “Agreed.”

It definitely was easier said than done, though. Every time someone got too close - emotionally or physically, Laia would pull away and leave her teammates feeling helpless.

But if there was one thing that this Arsenal team prided itself on, it was its family, and Laia Codina was family now, whether she believed it or not.

And family never gave up on their own.

[batllethinker]

Feed my ego | L.W + E.F + L+W | 18+ mdni

Pairing: pervy!emily fox + exhibitionist!leah williamson (+dom!lia wälti)

Summary: Emily sees something she wasn't meant to

Warnings: perving, voyeurism, exhibitionism, semi public masturbation, masturbation, poly situations, getting caught, pantie sniffing (+ masturbation), mentions of golden showers | 18+ mdni

Look, it really wasn't her fault! Emily had made it a habit of being the last one out of the lockers and she usually was, just not this time. She had not even noticed Leah until it was too late, when she could hear the soft, restrained moans.

A normal person would have just quietly snuck out of the room but Emily really couldn't help her curiousity and she was turning away from the door before she could help herself.

She was immediately met by the sight of Leah Williamson lent back against a wall, eyes closed and a pair of Lias panties in hand, the same pair that she'd seen her captain wear earlier that day, her other hand shoved into her shorts and Emily couldn't hold back her shocked gasp.

Luckily for her Leah didn't seem to notice her, not as she brought the panties up to her face and inhaled or as she pushed two fingers inside herself, sinking down on them and gasping out a moan.

She couldn't say that she was surprised, she had heard about how Leah could be, what she got up to but she just didn't expect to witness it first hand, not now atleast.

The brunette was frozen in place, unsure of what to do but unable to ignore the heat pooling in her core. Emily couldn't do much else but lean back against her own wall, barely hidden by the corner but hidden from Leahs line of sight (she thinks).

The younger players breath was barely under control, faltering as she pushed her own hand beneath the waistband of her shorts. She had to bite down on her lip in a pathetic attempt at suppressing the groan threatening to leave her once she feels how wet she is.

Squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, when she opens them again it's to peek around the corner and let herself get a good view of Leah to get herself off to.

Using one hand to cover her mouth, she used the other to set a punishing pace. She really did not want to get caught and definitely did not want to waste any time at that.

She nor Leah were technically allowed to touch themselves without a doms supervision but Emily knew by now that the blonde couldn't care less, she really had no shame when it came down to her own pleasure.

Emily couldn't say the same for herself, she sometimes still felt guilty touching herself even with permission and everytime she saw Leah doing one perverted thing after the other she realized something new about herself.

It was a shame, really. She was 25 years old and it had taken her this long to finally learn what depraved things she was into, what she liked. Even now she barely experimented during her alone time, everything she discovered about herself was from watching Leah or Lotte or even Viv. She did not really understand it at first, why she got so wet watching Leah sniff her mommys panties or being used as the team urinal but now she understood, she was just as disgusting.

Focusing back on Leah, the blonde had pushed their doms panties down her shorts and while Emily couldn't exactly see what she was doing, she had enough of an idea and it made her soak her fingers.

Leahs head was thrown back against the wall, eyes squeezed shut and gasping moans slipping out from her mouth every so often. Emily herself had two fingers pushed into herself, fucking herself with only one goal in mind; to cum before Lia or one of the other doms came in, undoubtedly looking for them.

The blonde had brought one of her hands up to squeeze at her chest, tugging at her nipples with a desperation that seemed to match what Emily couldn't see.

What she could see was the way Leah tensed up, her breath stuttering before a loud moan was ripped from her. The defenders body seemed to go lax, legs shaking and Emily would be afraid that she'd fall to the floor if her own orgasm wasn't rushing over her.

The brunette had to squeeze her eyes shut the moment her orgasm washed over her, body trembling against the wall and all she could get out was a strangled gasp before she could hear the door opening behind her, followed by silence.

Emily didn't move from her spot, too scared to look behind her and possibly seeing her doms disappointed face, just freezing against the wall and she couldn't even stop the post orgasm tremors from running through her body.

She could do nothing but gasp as a rough hand grabbed her arm and dragged her into the room, right in front of Leah, who was still leant back against the wall but now with a lazy smile.

The younger girl was gently pushed to her knees as Lia rounded to stand in front of her, a dark glint in her eyes as she looked back at Leah, motioning for her to get on her knees.

Leah only rolled her eyes before tossing Lias soiled panties into her hands and dropping to her knees next to the nervous brunette.

Their dom could only give a sigh, running her eyes over them both. Her girls were equal messes even if Leah had made quite the mess.

"I'm not happy with you two and I know you both know better than this" Lia gave them both a pointed look, already thinking about a fitting punishment for them.

Leah was annoyingly smug on her knees because she knew that her punishment would never actually be successful. Emily was a different story, a pout already working itself onto her lips, almost feeling more guilty about having been caught watching Leah than breaking a rule.

"Now, what am I going to do with you two?" Lia had fixed her eyes on Leah, just slightly annoyed by that smug smirk.

"Mommy! I can make it up to you, promise" Leah gave her a self assured smile, just so sure that she can make it up to her.

Lia raised an eyebrow, clearly thinking out her proposition before giving a nod, still annoyed by having to punish her girls.

"Emily, you won't get a punishment if you can make me feel good, alright?" Emily nodded eagerly, just so relieved to be dodging a punishment and she always loved to please Lia.

A/N: ending this here because this has been in my drafts too long

[batllethinker]

for a pairing, i’d like to suggest lia & leah!

Only Angel | L.W + L.W | 18+ mdni

Pairing: sub!Leah + dom!Lia

Summary: Lias first time taking Leahs ass

Warnings: anal, public sex, vaginal fingering, exhibitionism, anal fingering, Leah being a cutie, aftercare, little Leah moment | 18+ mdni

To say she was nervous was an understatement. Leah had never done anything like this before, sure Lia had been her dom for a few months now but she'd never fucked her ass.

The blonde didn't really think that Lia would be so dirty but the countless amount of times her captain had fucked her right in front of everyone had proven her severely wrong.

Leah was brought out of her head when a warm hand landed on her shoulder and a body pressed into her side, the hand on her shoulder moved to grip the back of her neck as she met Lias gentle eyes.

"Are you ready, spatzi?" The defender sucked in a breath, trying to steel herself as she nodded, her hands fisting her training top as she was pulled into Lias arms.

"Relax, baby. It'll feel so good, I promise" Leah let herself sink into the older womans warmth, breathing in her comforting scent as she slowly relaxed.

Lia smiled against her before pulling away and leading the younger woman to the recovery bench in the middle of the room, the bustling of her teammates around her barely helped settle her nerves.

"Bend over" The brunette barely gave her time to actually respond before Lia was bending her over the bench herself, her hand stroking down her back before giving her ass a light tap.

"You okay with the girls watching?" Lia had bent over her form so she could whisper in her ear while her fingers hooked into the waistband of Leahs shorts, waiting for the blondes permission.

"I-yeah" her dom pressed a kiss to the side of her neck before her shorts were pulled down to pool around her feet, her panties following closely after, Lia only bothering to pull them down to her knees before stepping closer to her.

Slowly soothing her hand over the curve of Leahs ass, pinching the skin lightly she couldn't help the way she smiled when the younger woman jumped at the touch before her hips bucked into the bench.

"Tell me when you're ready for me" The blonde could only nod as Lia ran her fingers through her folds, pinching at her clit just enough to drag a pained moan out of her girl before sinking three fingers into her.

Leah let out a shaky gasp, head falling forward at the unexpected stretch. The only sound filling the room was her shaky moans and the murmurs from her observing teammates. Lia had set a punishing pace, intent to make her cum as fast she could. The younger womans hands flew up to grab at the edge of the bench, she could feel herself drip down Lias hand as her captain continously hit that spongy spot inside of her.

"Do you want to cum for me, le?" All the blonde could manage was letting out a strained "yes", trying her hardest to not let her orgasm wash over her before she had gotten permission.

"Come on then, be a good slut for me" Leah let out a strained moan, her eyes squeezing shut as Lia barely fucked her through it, instead pulling her fingers out of a still cumming Lia before pushing a finger into her ass, using the younger womans slick being used as pseudo lube.

Lia was making comments that she couldn't really decipher through the haze clouding her brain, it was very clearly that she wasn't actually talking to Leah though, the objectifying nature was enough to make a shiver run through Leahs body.

"Do you feel that? How tight you are around me? God, you're just swallowing me up" The defender could practically hear the satisfied smile in Lias tone as another finger was worked into her, a much gentler pace set as she let Leah get used to the intrusion.

"Fuck, look at her, she's just loving this" Lia looked up to meet the eyes of her fellow doms, who were all drinking the scene up with hungry eyes, them all wanting a turn of their own.

Leah had slowly started to rock back against the fingers fucking her but the stretch was not nearly enough nor was the pace, her face screwed up in what could be pain told another story though. She was desperately biting at her lip, doing her absolute best to keep her moans in, eyes screwed shut in a valiant attempt at not meeting her teammates eyes.

She could hear Lia laughing behind her and she really did her best to resist the urge to meet Lias eyes on her, she could not stop the gasp that was ripped out of her when a third finger was pushed into her, just wide enough for her to really feel the stretch.

"mmh, that's it, you're taking me so well" Leah moaned loudly at that, already fucking herself back against the added intrusion while her captain gave her some time to actually adjust before properly fucking her.

The pace set was still much gentler than she'd like but Lia didn't want to risk making it uncomfortable for her girl, especially for her first time.

"Captain" a gasped breath "faster, please" The older woman stilled for a moment before giving in, her pace picking up as she brought Leah closer and closer to the edge.

Leah couldn't hold back her moans anymore, mouth falling open as she tried to get Lias fingers as deep as possible, this feeling was so new to her and she just couldn't get enough, couldn't wait to take Lias strap.

"I can feel you clench around me, do you want to cum, spatzi?" Leah nodded desperately, her moans only growing more frantic as Lia fucked her harder, making her feel everything.

"Go ahead, little girl" The blonde tensed before cumming with a drawn out moan, her hips bucking into the bench to give herself some pressure on her clit.

Lia slowly fucked her through it, only pulling out when Leah fell completely lax against the bench, adjusting her head just so she could be comfortable enough.

"Don't fall asleep yet, sweetheart" The blonde could only give a sleepy mumble as Lia went around the room to gather everything she'd need.

The swiss woman smiled down at her sleepy girl as she gently rubbed her back, carefully bringing her back to the living.

"Come on angel, let's get some food in you" Leah gave an unhappy mumble as she adjusted herself to sit on the bench, Lia sitting close by as the older woman wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"Think you can eat by yourself?" The younger woman thought for a moment before shaking her head with a small pout, nuzzling her head into Lias shoulder as her mama smiled down at her.

The captain opened up the ham sandwich, Leahs favorite and tore it into smaller pieces before feeding it slowly to her girl.

She made sure to give Leah a few sips of water between each bite, just unable to keep her smile of off her face with how adorable the defender is being.

[batllethinker]

Little lamb Leah moodboard

Moodboard requests now open!

[batllethinker]

This might have actually gotten her a punishment

[batllethinker]

Yeah

[batllethinker]

im a big slüt for smutty captions so would you consider posting random woso pictures together with some kinky thoughts? I would definitely love that

Our captains watching a sub mess up and already planning a punishment

Leah getting tipsy and so needy that she just becomes unbearable

Frida scoring, being really shy because she knows exactly what her reward is going to be

Ale being a little brat and getting spanked mid training

Caro just being a sucker for being choked, no matter where they are

Leah being plugged up, really needy and tipsy (also about to brat)

[batllethinker]

Clingy beffy

[batllethinker]

They're everything to me

[batllethinker]

idk if you’ve already posted this so please lmk if you had cause obviously don’t want u to have to repost anything but could you maybe do some kim like captain/punishment headcanons ? no issues if you don’t feel like it :)

Captain Kim Headcanons | 18+ mdni

Pairing: Captain!Kim Little + arsenal women

Warnings: mention of corporal punishments, some crying, d/s relationships | 18+ mdni

Kim was a good captain, she always knew exactly what to say and how to properly extert her control over her girls for them to listen

She was actually the first captain to bring the paddle into use and was more than proud to say that she's influenced the other captains

She prided herself in being an impartial leader but not even she could deny the big soft spot she had for Leah and Viv

She was alot softer with her punishments towards the two girls and everyone knew and understood why

That doesn't mean that she doesn't love bending them over her lap when the opportunity presents itself

She is the hard hand that the team needs while Lia is alot nicer, offering the comforting touch that is needed at times

She was actually the first captain to bring the paddle into use and was more than proud to say that she's influenced the other captains

She really doesn't like to admit it but when Viv dropped for the first time without Lisa, she was almost the most panicked one. Vivi had just been so sad, crying out for her mama and none of them had known what to do until Kim had managed to get the situation under control.

Despite her harsh ways, she loves the girls more than everything and would never do anything to hurt them.

[batllethinker]

Hi! New to your page but absolutely love your work! I’ve seen that your reqs are closed so if you don’t feel inclined to do write this then please don’t feel pressured to! Just wanted to request either a bratty subby Katie who’s gotten a red/yellow card and the team has to punish her and/or Leah dropping after a really rough match but she tries to fight it and Kim and Lia just gang up on her and make her give into it and embrace her little side and make her aware that just because she’s little doesn’t mean that she’s unlovable or without use to the team.

Seriously if it’s any trouble at all don’t worry about it…. even if it’s just really small blurbs or headcanons or whatever’s easiest for you!

Anyways love your Arsenal work and hope that life’s treating you well 😊

It's okay, little one | L.W + LW + K.L

Pairing: Mama Lia Wälti + CG Kim Little (minor ch) + Little Leah Williamson

Summary: Feeling particularly upset after a rough game, Leah does her best to put on a brave face

Warnings: some crying, upset Leah, Leahs mommies being the best, hurt/comfort, self doubt, Leah spiraling

Leah hated losing, that was a fact everyone was aware of that and always tried their best at cheering her up after a tough game, not that she'd let them try for too long.

Letting out a rough sigh in a valiant attempt at not letting the teams loss get the best of her. Leah sank down on the bench beneath her, trying her best to not curl up into a ball and sob. This was not the time.

She could hear Kim talking encouragingly to the team, her captain always knew what to say to make everything better even if Leah wasn't the top of her priority.

The young woman could feel her eyes welling up again, ofcourse she wasn't important to her captain, her mama hadn't even talked to her yet.

'Stupid! Stupid!' Ofcourse her mama didn't love her because if she did she would be here. Leahs lip wobbled again, mouth dropping into a frown as she desperately tried to cling onto her adult headspace.

The room had quitened around her, Lias worried eyes on her but she didn't even notice, far too deep in her thoughts to really notice what was going on around her.

Lia quickly sent a worried glance to Kim before they both approached the little girl, the swiss woman crouched down infront of her babygirl, a soft hand landing on Leahs thigh.

"Babygirl, what's going on?" Lia took a deep breath when she noticed the younger woman tense up, anger quickly flashing in her eyes as her brows furrowed, her face set in a deep frown.

"Nothing! Just leave me alone" Lia frowned at the tone, clearly displeased with her little girl as the blonde leaned back against her locker, arms crossing over her chest in a silent tantrum.

"Leah. Do you want to try that again?" Kims stern voice cut through whatever battle that was going through in Leahs brain, her angry mask falling only to be replaced by welling tears and a trembling lip.

"I don't want to go.." Lia met Kims worried gaze once again, they both knew what was needed and where the little girls head was at.

"Come on, Princess, it's okay if you want to, we'll be right here for you" Leah let the first tears fall but still shook her head defiantly.

"Ma, Lia, I can't.." The older woman gave her a small, tired smile as she pulled Leah into her lap, pressing the blonde closer to her with a firm hand on her back, the other soothingly running through Leahs hair.

Lia discreetly motioned for Kim to get some of the gear that the team kept in case anyone dropped during training. The younger brunette gave a small sigh of relief as she was handed Leahs binky and one of her teddies.

"Hey, babygirl. Do you want mr. Snuggles? And your binky?" The brunette slowly extracted Leah from her lap, just far enough for her to look at her babygirl.

The blonde shifted uncomfortably as her gear was held up infront of her, a sad pout adorning have lips as she avoided looking at it, didn't want to risk slipping further.

Her mama noticed this instantly, giving her a kind smile as she was brought into Lias arms again, now with the added addition of her captains hand on her back.

"I think you do, little one" Leah could hear the smile in mamas voice, which made her feel just the tiniest bit better as she nodded into Lias neck. The two older women smiled in relief, placing the teddy in Leahs arms as her binky was pushed into her mouth but the tears were yet to stop.

The younger woman seemed to settle abit as the exhaustion finally hit, her nose nussling into Lias neck was just about enough for Lia to angle her face just enough to press soft kisses to Leahs forehead.

"It's okay now, babygirl, you're okay" The blonde mumbled a sleepy "mama" into her neck, pressing her face further into Lia as she finally finally let herself settle.

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