"As usual, Erling and Jude are play fighting like usual best friends would.. right?"
TW: Semi-Smut, Orgasm Denial, Breathplay, Dom!Haaland/Sub!Bellingham
Erling and Jude were inseparable. They’ve always been so playful, loud and maybe even aggressive to an extent. But they matched each other perfectly, but even best friends have their limits. The two have been bickering back and forth for days, all over a stupid football game and clearly it was something none of their teammates have seen before. They’ve never had proper fights until recently.
Jude lashes out on Erling, usually Erling would just take the yelling and screaming but he started to fight and argue back. Before, Erling always assumed Jude was too much of a pussy to hurt him. Fuck that.. Jude must’ve really been pissed—Erling’s got the bruises to show for it.
It got so bad that even Jude started to realize the shift in their usual close dynamic between each other, no more following each other around like a lost puppy or even just giving each other random displays of affection. Jude realized that it’s too far to even try to reach back and fix all this, he has no fucking clue on what to do. Jude wasn’t afraid to fight but Erling was. He didn’t wanna hurt his Jude. He didn’t have a reason to, he just let Jude get out all his anger on him. Like a test dummy.
Even trying to sit down with Jude and talking it out wasn’t an option, Erling was cornered in a dead end now.
“Are you fucking stupid!?” Jude snapped at Erling, “Do you even know how to defend yourself!”
Erling was quick, in a swift manner he had Jude pinned to the floor within seconds, Erling’s too quick.
Erling gripped Jude’s shirt tighter, Jude can see that pushing Erling to his limit really got to him..
“What!?” He spat out. “You gonna hit back finally—“
“Be quiet!” Erling says, his voice raising and getting deeper as he presses his arm against Jude’s throat harshly.
Jude’s breath hitched quickly, Erling could tell and his own chest started to get tight from having control back—Jude’s eyes had fear in them for once, the confident brat was losing his power.
And fuck.. it felt good to be in power! But, of course Erling bein’ the softie he was.. he didn’t wanna hurt Jude. He just wanted to shut him up and kiss him. And the look on Jude’s face wasn’t helping with it at all, all submissive and pathetic.
“Ha-Haaland..” Jude said between fast breaths, he tried pushing Erling off but what was the use? Erling kept Jude’s hands above his head, holding them down forcefully and tightly.
“You gonna call me stupid again, huh?” Erling says with a tone Jude had never heard before.
He didn’t intend to scare Jude, not fully.. but maybe a way to show that he’s not some dumb brute. He slowly peeled his arm away from Jude’s throat, Jude choking on the deep breath after the air being so tight for a while. Erling just watched with a smirk, still holding Jude’s hands above his head. Starting to feel that hardness being pressed against him, Erling started to chuckle.
“Fuckin’ hell- Haaland, get off!..” Jude was embarrassed, seeing the so usual confident fellow become so shy and flushed was quite the scene.
Well, Erling was way stronger than him. Always has, and still kept Jude’s arms secured and unable to move with one hand. The other hand finally came down to Jude’s throat, just teasing him gently.. pushing against the skin with his fingers. Jude reacted immediately without thinking, his hips bucking forward like they had a mind of their own, making Erling grin. Erling tightened his fingers just a tad, watching Jude struggle a bit.
“Oh come on, don’t get all quiet on me now, Bellingham..” He muttered with a low chuckle.
He leaned even closer, teasing him more to the edge.. knowing he was back in control, made him feel more confident. Knowing that Jude was practically begging for it, he kept rubbing his thumb against Jude’s Adam’s apple. Jude whimpered and his head fell back against the floor. Erling just grinned and tightened his hand just a bit more, watching Jude buckle his hips forward once more. Erling’s never seen or felt someone be this hard before—feeling the long, thick shape of Jude’s cock through the cotton fabric of his shorts, it was practically a heater. And fuck…
Erling let go, listening to the way Jude pants. Like music to ears. Jude’s breaths were static and short, He didn’t really have the energy to try to resist, but Erling already doubted he would want to protest anyways, judging based off the state of Jude’s cock twitching in his shorts. Erling kept teasing Jude to his limit, this time Jude’s reaction was Erling’s favorite. Jude became limp against him, he was a whining mess. Erling let go and let Jude get his coughs out—watching him desperately gasp for air..
Erling only put on hand on Jude’s throat this time, his other hand trailing down Jude’s torso. Jude didn’t fight it, even with his arms being completely freed now. Jude was thrusting against Erling more than ever, his erection getting even more harder as he rubbed against Erling’s thigh as he tried to gasp for air. He was enjoying this more than he should’ve. Erling started to let go, but not letting Jude out of his control so easily.
He reached down between them with his free hand, starting to take down Jude’s shorts. Once they were down, Erling just shoved his hand right into Jude’s boxers. He finds Jude’s thick cock and wrapped his huge hand around it, feeling the hardness and thickness against his fingers. Hearing Jude let out a moan that was slightly quiet—but sounded like everything to Erling.
Erling moved his hand with quick pace, sliding all of the pre-cum that leaked out of Jude’s twitching cock all around Jude’s length. Erling kept pressing his thumb against the head every time Jude was close just to tease him. Jude couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into Erling’s big hand, god it felt too good—Erling liked seeing Jude being all desperate so he let Jude continue thrusting, fucking Erling’s hand like crazy.
Erling would be lying if he said he wasn’t hard just doing all of this himself, he fumbled with his sweats trying to pull them off and eventually he did.. as Jude still ruts against him. Jude eventually pushed up his twitching and leaking cock against Erling’s toned stomach and over his shirt, needing to keep rutting—Erling was enjoying it, he got his boxers down over his own throbbing cock. Erling sees Jude’s eyes, all pathetic and desperate.. but he loosened his grip and just started rubbing against Jude’s cock. All that friction drove them both crazy, Erling was moving his hands like crazy..
“P.. please, Ha.. Haaland..” Jude’s all quiet and out of breath.
But as soon as Erling could see Jude about to cum—he put his thumb over the head and stopped it. He grinned like never before, Jude whined and whimpered even louder.. he begged and begged and Erling enjoyed it. Erling eventually granted permission and when he did—Jude came hard all over himself and Erling came hard after all over Jude. Both were a panting mess.
“Jesus..” Jude says in a low tone.
Erling just pulled back and laid next to Jude, staring at him like he had heart eyes. He was needy, he just did something crazy with his Jude. Seeing Jude still in shock and slightly dazed, Erling kissed him softly and gently—making Jude relax easily.
Erling cleaned them both up with care and went back to being the gentle giant he was.
Jude knew not to fuck around and find out anymore when it came to Erling. Well.. maybe. This was his favorite memory yet.
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