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inwhich! jude thinks your viagra joke is dumb, so he takes some, and you have to help him out afterwards.
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TW: smut!
the game was over, you watched jude drop to his knees. it was a tough game and you knew that, every goal made spiked your heart rate.
he came over to the sidelines and carried you off, going straight to the car and not even stopping by the locker room. the car ride home was fun, you played music and sung your heart out.
by the time you got home you assumed jude was exhausted, he said he would stop by the pharmacy for some quick pain meds and you took the time to shower. when you stepped out jude was already sitting on the couch, drinking water while watching a movie.
you hurried to get ready and plopped next to him on the couch, you were still brushing your hair when he started to smell your neck.
you moved slightly as he was tickling you, âjude, what are you doing?â
âyou smell so good.â he says, smelling once more.
you laugh, âyou creep.â
youâre still brushing your hair when he moves his hands to your lower back and starts rubbing it. you donât mind as he always does that, you just keep doing your business.
until he kept going lower and got to the waistband of your sweatpants. he fumbled with it, folding it over and back up again, hesitating.
âbaby,â he whispered into your ear.
âjude?â you say, grabbing his hand to hold it, but he doesnât accept it, instead he keeps fumbling with your waistband and you know what it means, you let out a soft sigh, âi just took a shower, babe.â
you can hear him groan slightly, âplease i need it, feel me.â jude says while placing your hand over the very obvious and rock-hard bulge in his shorts.
you start feeling around, hating that you love it, you just didnât want to get back in the shower after a long day. jude continues begging and you finally put the hairbrush down and get on your knees in front of him.
âonly head, okay?â you furrow your eyebrows while tugging at his shorts.
he nods excitedly, quickly pulling his shorts down. you see his cock spring up and you feel yourself get warmer in between your legs.
you start by moving your hands up and down slowly, spitting on it every few strokes so you can go faster later. even with the first few strokes judeâs head was thrown back and he was holding back groans, only letting a few low ones out that are stopped by lip biting.
you started to speed up and finally put your mouth on the tip, tasting the sweet and salty taste of his pre-cum, you didnât let any of it go to waste, licking it all up.
ây/n.â jude moaned, which you had never heard before.
it made your stomach flutter, you took his whole length in and started to bib your head up and down quickly, enjoying the noises he was letting out that youâd never heard.
âfuck, just like,â he gasped quietly, âthat baby.â
he jerked his hips up, his cock to hit the back of your throat and causing you to choke slightly. jude grabbed your head with both hands and slowly fucked your face.
âmm, my good girl,â he groaned non-stop with each motion, âyou like that?â
you gave him an eager nod as he started going faster and faster. your spit mixed with his pre-cum was dripping down your chin onto the floor, he lifted your head up and your mouth made a âpopâ sound from the suction.
you swallowed everything you could, getting the rest of the spit and continuing to stroke his cock. he lifted your chin up with his hand, leaning down to give you sloppy kisses. you moaned into the kiss, fighting with his tongue.
he then pushed your head back down and let you go at your own pace. you went quick, taking all of him in and not caring about your gag reflex. you looked up at him while doing so and his head was back again, his hands looking for something to grab on. they eventually found your hair and he pulled it into a makeshift ponytail.
the spit started dripping down to his balls this time and you took your hands down to play with them. you took his cock out with your mouth while continuing to pump it with your hands and you lifted it slightly to get under.
you started sucking his balls, one at a time. making swirl motions with your tongue while moaning so heâd feel the vibration.
âjesus, fuck y/n, youâre so good at that.â jude groaned, this time soothing your hair.
you kept going and switched once more, your mouth going back on his cock and your hands to his balls, playing with both of them at once.
you felt his hips jerk up slightly and lock in place, he put his hands on your head and shoved his cock down your throat. you felt the cum shooting down your throat as you looked up at him. his eyes were shut tight until you finally popped him out your mouth, swallowing all the leftover cum.
you finished cleaning him off as he spoke again, âthank you love, i needed that.â he said trying to catch his breath.
you smiled, ânever heard you make those noises before.â you playfully said while pushing his knee to get up.
âyeah, well, iâve never take. viagra before.â he says, letting out a slow, deep laugh.
âviagra?â you asked, confused.
he pulled you closer to him by your waist, âmhm, i thought your little joke was stupid and decided to take some.â
you didnât respond, you only thought why he would ever do that in a million years.
âbad idea.â jude said, breaking the silence and hugging you while his head was against your stomach.
Jude Bellingham request where the reader teases Jude about the news that England players will be allowed to take viagra for the Mexico vs England match because of the altitude. And she makes a joke about how his size and how it might cause and offside.
VIAGRA - ju. bellingham
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inwhich! you tease jude about him and his team taking viagra before the mexico vs. england game.
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jude had always left his phone unattended and you would have to shut it off for him. this time he left it on the kitchen table while he was getting ready to go for a game, you were mid yelling his name to get his phone but you stopped before you could finish.
you saw his team group chat going crazy and you had to take a look. as you looked and scrolled you saw mentions of taking viagra for a joke because of the altitude.
you laugh to yourself quietly as jude comes up behind you, âyou said my name love?â
you slightly jump, turning his phone face-down, âoh, yeah, your phone.â
he gave you a quick kiss, âthanks baby.â
you grin to yourself, knowing what youâre about to say to him, âyou feeling okay?â
âyeah, why?â you furrowed his eyebrows, grabbing his phone.
âeven after the viagra?â you hold in your laugh, âor did you not take that yet?â
jude gave you a âreally?â look as he rolled his eyes, chuckling softly, âokay y/n, enough.â
âyou sure youâll be able to play tonight baby?â you say, finally letting out a loud laugh.
âiâll be fine, y/n, were you going through my phone?â he says, scrolling through messages.
you nod no, âwhy? are you all planning to take it at the same time?â
ây/n.â he says, glaring at you.
âmaybe you shouldnât jude, your size might cause an offside while youâre playing.â you wink, brushing your fingers across his lap.
he twitched, backing away, âshut up.â
âmaybe i should help you out!â you say loudly while laughing because heâs walking away.
âjust start the car!â he huffs from your shared bedroom.
âyou sure you still want to go? they might not let you play with a third leg!â you bite your lip, holding in your laugh once again.
he didnât respond, âitâs okay to have three legs, donât be ashamed jude!â you say, finally grabbing the keys and walking away towards the car.
oh just to be kissed on the cheek by simon riley :)
he'd have such crusty lips, but each kiss feels so right, on your temple, on your cheek, on your lips. and you'd give him your lip oil, of course you would, after he'd say he loves the taste of it after making out with you.
you've starting wearing a shade that goes with both your skin tones these days :3 (he says whatever you wear looks good on him, so it's a win win.)
reader who meets price on hinge :3, reader who's known kyle since childhood and grew up with him, reader who met soap at a coffee shop, reader who keeps making eye contact with ghost on the train to work! reader who's dearly in love with all of tf141 and the 141 not even knowing they're talking to the same person!
18+ mdni simon riley is a horrible lay, everyone says.
thatâs what youâve heard around base, from men and women alike. heâs too fucking big, apparently, fucks like the mean bastard that he is. hurts. apparently, heâs so cold he doesnât even care for his partner. and apparently, every time anyoneâs tried to sleep with him, theyâve always stormed out of his room, pissed off at him because his room is a hellhole.Â
apparently. itâs all word of mouth, but you believe it.Â
but after the end of the month drinks at the local spoons, you can barely get simon off you, heâs pawing at you with his big hands. the two of you split a cider in two, and he looks at you with his big brown eyes, ây- youâre really fucking hot.â he blurts out, kissing your nose with chapped lips.
his face is red, blushing deeply as you try your best to not flush the same. âand johnny told me you canât ever think about the pretty lass on floor 3 with the filing cabinet, but guess what, i can.â he kisses you on the side of your head this time, and youâre enjoying his affections.
itâs only back in his room on base that he fumbles with his belt, before he looks at you again, âs-sorry, itâs just, i donât really get to spend the night with pretty women like you-â
you want to hide your face in his pillows, his room is really fucking nice. he has plants, actual plants growing from gaz, sketch drawings from johnny, photographs of him and the captain.Â
his cock is huge, hard and leaking, slapping against his stomach, but he still looks at you with his sweet brown eyes, âlove, itâs okay if itâs too bigâŠâ he sounds dejected already, but you just shake your head, itâs nowhere near as big what the word around base was.Â
âitâs fine simon-â you whisper, licking your lips and placing kitten licks on his length, feeling the taste of him coat your tongue.Â
âno no no-â he shakes his head, pulling away before his hands touch your wet panties, âfuck, youâre so wet love.âÂ
and then he dives in, tugging them off, before licking at your cunt with a sloppy tongue, he doesnât have a technique down but whatever the fuck heâs doing itâs good, your legs are shaking as his tongue dips inside you.
âgotta make sure itâs good for you-â okay, what the fuck was anyone talking about?
he slides into you with ease, and thrusts into you? his hands above your head, his eyes still looking at you. âyouâre very fuckinââŠÂ mmmphâŠÂ hot.â he says, with a grin on his scarred face that would look terrifying if it wasnât for the way his brown eyes shone with sweetness.
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it wasnât long before his cock twitches inside of you, and his eyes roll back, âoh fuck love, right thereâ fuck!â he was filling you deep, his cum thick in your stomach.Â
âlove?â he asks, whimpering, his head on your chest, âlove, did you find it good?â heâs desperate for your fucking approval.Â
you kiss his head, his soft curls growing out of army regs.
âyes darling.â fuck the word of mouth, did anyone even try this with him?
âth-thank you dove-â he pants, his cock deep inside you as you keep stroking his hair, feeling his breath even out.Â
heyy don't think about what happens if simon's been declared MIA on a mission and you get the call whilst violet is on her high chair and you're trying to feed her some mashed bananas with her spoon. you get the call and the spoon clatters on the floor, followed by your phone, your daughter is still banging her fists on her table but youâre going numb.
donât think about how violet keeps babbling for her dada over and over again at night, batting at your face with tearful eyes as you try and explain to her that dadaâs gone somewhere âvery farâ. she doesnât understand it at all, all so desperate to want to see her dad again. her curls are growing out, and they look just like simonâs, just a little bit darker, and youâre so close to breaking into tears.Â
the first few nights when the bed is empty, which is fine usually, because your husband is on deployment for months sometimes. but now you know heâs not coming back, thereâs nobody coming back for you. you canât sleep away from your daughter, and so you end up falling asleep leaning against her crib, waking up to her wails that only simon could calm down.
price comes by a week later, a flag in his hand and sadness on his face. âi couldnât save him love.â he says, his voice breaking when he sees little violet in your arms, you bouncing her to keep her from crying, keep you both from crying. you look exhausted, you havenât washed your hair in ages, your tshirt has spit up on it from violet, and you just canât keep going on like this any longer.
price takes violet in his arms when he finally urges you to take a shower, she already knows him from all the times the 141 visits, and sheâs calm for a few minutes, calm with a man holding her you think, because she can almost imagine itâs her father. you rush out of the bathroom when you hear her crying again, priceâs beard unfamiliar to her. she was so much used to her fatherâs scars and glasgow smile.
violet riley will grow up loved, three fathers even if she doesnât get to see her own one again.