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Erling Haaland x (female) reader
WARNINGS: SEX; short!reader.
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The height difference makes it practically impossible to have missionary sex so you’re forced to try out new positions, to see what works best for you.
Riding him is one of the options and personally Erling loves it. He stays seated, letting you ride him. To see you getting all flustered and sweaty, your hands dearly holding onto to his shoulders as you fuck yourself on his cock. The steady bounce of your breasts as you’re the one controlling the speed and how much of him you take.
If you get tired, he can always move his hips from underneath you or help you ride him. His hands palming your ass, effortlessly moving you up and down like a weightless doll as you rest with your face on his shoulder, worn off.
He definitely teases you in this position, a half smirk on his face.
“Getting tired already, huh? But, baby, this is only round 1 yet.”
“So desperate for my huge cock. Fuck, keep going, baby.”
Doggy style is also an option, but Erling has to be careful as not to hurt you, given his immense strength. The good thing is that he goes much deeper, alongside with the primal feeling the position provides you.
It’s usually reserved for when you need to blow off some steam, ending up in a rough sex session. It’s so intense to have him manhandle you, his fingers digging into your hips, holding you there as he fucks you.
“I’m gonna fuck you so good, you’ll feel me inside of you for weeks.”
“Look at that, taking my cock like you’re made for it.”
Table top is also a frequent position in your sex life, being a good replacement for the impossible missionary one. You love it when he fucks you in this position, his hips steadily meeting yours as his hand sneaks to your clit, bringing you closer to your release, facing each other. The bed/table/furniture constantly squeaking underneath your joint weights, especially when Erling picks up the pace.
Even though these are the most frequent sex positions you guys do, you clearly end up doing more riding and table top as they’re the ones that actually allow you to face each other, something that you love a lot.
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Summary: Your boyfriend gets jealous when someone flirts with you and a fight follows.
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Gavi x (female) reader
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You twist your hands with nervousness as you wait for Gavi in the corridor.
The whole stadium vibrates with the loud cheers of the fans, everyone is excited for tonight’s big game and you feel the same way, wishing Gavi’s team to win. You wait for your boyfriend to show up, wanting to wish him good luck before the game.
And he finally appears, pulling you towards him for a hug, a huge grin decorating his face.
“Hey. Good luck, babe. I hope you guys win.” you say, kissing his cheek. Gavi’s arm suddenly tightens around you and as you struggle to pull away, you notice the sudden tense expression on his face as he looks to the front.
You turn your head, catching a glimpse of a tall man from the other team staring at you, more specifically at your lower back with a cocky smirk on his face.
Your eyes meet his for a second and he provocatively winks at you before turning around and walking away.
That explains Gavi’s reaction. You hold back a sigh, knowing how riled up your boyfriend gets, especially during games.
“Babe, just ignore him.” you mutter, placing a hand on Gavi’s arm. Your words don’t seem to convince him but he gives you a rushed kiss before leaving to join the other boys for the game.
You only hope he doesn’t let jealousy get the best of him.
The game is dominated by Barcelona, your boyfriend’s team clearly being the best and it shows as they’re the ones leading, marking several goals.
Your hands constantly pick the material of your Barcelona’s number 30 jersey, the excitement and nervousness of the game giving you a hard time.
Especially when Gavi keeps committing fouls, all of them directed towards the player that had checked you out earlier. The referee keeps showing him yellow cards and you’re already dreading the moment Gavi gets a red card.
Just as that thought crosses your mind, whistles erupt wildly across the stadium with everyone pointing towards a commotion on the field.
Your eyes widen with horror when you notice that Gavi is in the center of it, violently pushing the other player. Both teams and its players get in the middle, attempting to stop it, but they’re unable to prevent Gavi from punching him in the face.
You gasp in horror, your heart crazily beating as the referee pulls out a red card, showing it towards Gavi. His face is contorted in an angry frown, face glistening with sweat.
He stomps the grass, leaving the field under intense boos. You hurry up leaving the stands, running towards the inside of the building.
Once you get to the locker room, you push the door open. Inside Gavi is sitting on a stool, throwing his shirt to the floor with a violent movement.
You hesitate for a moment, seeing him so angry but slowly take small steps towards him.
“Hey, are you okay?” you whisper, letting your hand stroke his hair. His shoulders slump and he looks at you, fury and jealousy burning in his gaze.
“He was fucking talking about you! Like you were a piece of meat, like you weren’t my girlfriend.” he growls, brown hair falling down to his eyes as he literally vibrates with anger.
You hold back a sigh, already knowing that the player only did so to upset Gavi. Everyone knows that your boyfriend easily loses his cool.
“He did that to make you upset, Gavi. You shouldn’t have listened to him. Now you’ve got a red card.” you say with a sad smile.
Gavi meets your eyes, intently looking at you, brows furrowed.
“So I was just supposed to let him talk like that about you? That wasn’t gonna happen.” he blurts out, hand reaching to grab your own, pulling you against him.
He wraps his arms around your waist, face pressed against your stomach. You take the chance to keep touching his hair, massaging his scalp as he takes deep frustrated breaths.
You're not sure how long you remain in this position, but Gavi eventually gets calmer, his breathing getting steady.
“I just love you too much.” he quietly whispers, pushing his face upwards. You meet his stare, his beautiful brown eyes holding an array of emotions.
“And I love you back.”
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AN: I also think I'm gonna start writing for Haaland, what do you think?
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Erling Haaland x (female) reader
WARNINGS: SEX; Size Kink.
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You’re sprawled at the end of the bed, the high bed making it possible to line up your waist with Erling’s and you’re grateful for that as your boyfriend is simply too tall for the regular missionary style and right now, that’s exactly what you crave for.
He’s leaning towards you, your fingers painfully dig into Erling’s arms, but you can’t bring yourself to care.
His massive cock stretches your pussy to its limits and you throw your head back, taking a deep breath as Erling keeps slowly pushing in and out of you.
He’s not going all the way and you appreciate it as you’re not even sure you could take it, already feeling so full of him. His thrusts are slow and firm, deliciously dragging all of his large width along your slippery walls.
“Fuck, baby. You’re doing so good for me.” he praises you, a hungry look on his face as he keeps his movements steady. His hands hold down your thighs, keeping them apart for him.
“You’re so big, Erling. Too big.” you bite your lip, both pleasure and pain clouding your mind as he slides deeper, making you clench around him.
In return, Erling punctuates a harder thrust, forcing a gasp out of you.
“You can take, darling, I know you can.” he moves his hand towards your clit and a moan escapes from your lips, pleasure kicking in.
“Fuck, I’m gonna ruin this pussy.” he takes the chance to fasten his movements, throwing his head back as he grunts at the feeling. His fingers work faster on your clit, rubbing it with a speed that leaves you dizzy with pleasure.
You press your hands to his defined chest, feeling yourself getting closer to your release.
“I- I can’t take it anymore. I’m so close!” you pant, the heat inside you growing uncontrollably. Erling curses under his breath, some strands of hair slipping away from his man’s bun and the sight of him all worked up makes you tighten around him.
“Me too. Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” with a final deep thrust, you both reach your high together, a symphony of moans filling the room.
You cry out as the orgasm hits you with its full force, stars exploding in your eyes and your whole body goes limp on the bed.
Erling is careful not to fully collapse on top of you, nuzzling his head into your chest and one of your hands automatically heads over, gently rubbing patterns on the back of his neck.
“That was fucking paradise.” he mutters, pressing a kiss to the space between your breasts. A smile curls your lips as you relish on this perfect moment.
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Summary: Jude is always too jealous and you get tired of it.
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Jude Bellingham x (female) reader
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“Okay, so tell me who’s that guy again?” Jude repeats and you groan, throwing your hands to the air.
“Jude, I told you a million times. He’s a classmate. From college. That’s it.” you cross your arms, looking at Jude.
Your boyfriend has never been good when it comes to being jealous, creating impossible and very imaginary scenarios to get jealous, when in reality he has no reason to be.
It has been going on for a while now, but you’re getting more and more exhausted of his actions.
Jude squints his eyes at you, analyzing your facial features as if trying to figure out if you’re indeed telling the truth.
“And why did he give you a ride back home? I told you I’d come pick you up, didn’t I?” he returns the question after a second. Frustration grows inside you and you release a sigh.
“And I’ve told you that I lost battery on my phone therefore I couldn’t warn you that I didn’t have class and was getting home much earlier. All he did was offer me a ride and I took it.” your voice breaks on the last word, all the frustration getting replaced with exasperation and sadness and your eyes start to shine with tears, your throat constricted with emotion.
“Why do you have to be so jealous all the time? I can’t even have friends without you being suspicious all the time and it’s getting so tiring. I’m so done with this.”
Your outburst shocks Jude, who stands there with his mouth agape. He quickly regains himself, jumping towards you and wrapping his arms around you.
“Ah, shit. Babe, I didn’t mean it, okay? I swear I trust you, I fucking do.” he presses a kiss to your forehead, tilting your chin up so your eyes meet.
Jude rushes to swipe his fingers underneath your eyes, cleaning all the spilled tears.
“I’m so sorry, I just get scared that someone will try to steal you away from me, you know? Because you’re way too good for me and I know it. I promise I’ll contain the jealous side inside me from now on, okay?” he begs, giving you an apologetic smile.
You sniff, nodding. You only hope he’ll keep his word.
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» Pedri + Gavi + João Félix
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Pedri
He knows you’re someone that enjoys staying home most times, not really being a very outgoing person and he’s more than fine with it. He usually doesn’t go out much either, you two keeping company to each other while watching a movie.
But sometimes, when you’re forced to go out - to a Barcelona’s party or event to accompany your boyfriend, Pedri makes sure to keep tabs on you all night. He hates to leave you by yourself and always makes sure to check up on you, even if the other WAGS are there to keep you company.
Pedri knows how stressful and socially awkward it can be for you and he tries his best to make sure that you’re doing alright and having fun.
He always finds you, pressing a sweet kiss in your temple while asking into your ear if everything is fine and promising that you guys will leave as soon as he’s finished with whatever press/publicity he has to do.
All the girls love to swoon over his actions, commenting how sweet Pedri is for always looking out for you while his teammates love to tease him about the whipped boyfriend he is.
But in the end Pedri only cares about your well-being and as long as you’re fine, he’s happy.
"Hey, honey. Everything good around here? Give me just more 5 minutes and then we're good to go."
Gavi
Gavi has a bad temper, which is activated every time he reads all the negative comments you get online because you’re dating him.
All those nasty people that keep hitting your self-confidence, making you feel bad about yourself when in reality he’s the one who feels lucky to have you in his life. Your social media is often flooded by comments and messages telling you that you don’t deserve Gavi.
It makes his blood boil to read them and he can’t stop himself from stalking all those accounts, blocking and reporting all of them, one by one. It’s his guilty pleasure, one that you don’t know about.
It’s annoying and tiring to say the least, cause they always make new accounts but it’s worth it when you mention to him that occasionally the hate stops all of the sudden.
It always comes back, but he loves to retaliate against those people that are complete jerks to you and sometimes even exposes them by mentioning them in his own social media, making sure everyone knows what type of disgusting people are out there, hiding behind a screen.
Plus, he also reports all the pervert male comments under the pictures you post ;) only this time, it’s because of jealousy.
"Someone keeps reporting the hate accounts? Really, is that so? Wow, that's nice, right?"
João Félix
João’s life is quite busy and it’s very frustrating for him that he can’t always be there for you as much as he wants to because of all the practices, games and traveling.
He constantly worries about something bad happening to you while he’s away and because of that, João insists on texting and calling you when he’s not around.
He just wants to check if you got home safely, reminding you to lock the doors and windows at night, to make sure you activate the alarm system before you go to bed.
If you don’t answer his calls or take too long texting back, he’ll get so anxious especially because he’s far away, unable to do anything in case there’s an emergency.
João will probably spam you a bit and if he’s feeling too uneasy, he might check the security cameras of the house to make sure you’re safe and sound.
Sometimes you might get a bit annoyed at his protective side, but you never lash out on him, knowing that he gets afraid of the dangerous times we live in.
"Hey, are you okay? Okay, that's good. I just got a bit worried cause you didn't text me all day. Now that I know you're fine, I feel way better, babe."
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» Pedri + Gavi + João Félix
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Btw, João is looking extra good in the picture, I swear.
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Pedri
Pedri never checks his phone before games as he tries the maximum to focus on the game.
You’re gonna be a bit surprised that he shows you no reaction when he enters the field, his face stone cold, not even the slightest evidence of being riled up over what you sent him.
You do get a bit disappointed at that, but soon forget about it once the game starts.
It’s only after the game ends that he sees the revealing photo you sent and a huge smirk fills his face, the post-game adrenaline making him feel horny for you, the huge win they had also helping in making him more relaxed.
Pedri won’t waste time, showering and getting ready in a hurry before going to seek you. The huge smirk that he has on his face as he ardently kisses you proves that he’s now finally seen the photo, butterflies flying in your belly as he whispers into your ear how much he liked the photo and that he can’t wait to get home to give you a reward.
“You were looking so pretty for me, just feel how hard I am for you. This is all because of you and now you deserve to get railed, baby. Just wait until we get home, pretty girl.”
Gavi
Gavi is shocked. Like, actual shock.
His brain freezing from the moment he saw the explicit photo you sent him half an hour before the game started.
He chokes, trips on his own feet and mumbles some dubious excuse that no one believes and actually tries to leave the changing room to find you, only to be stopped by an incredulous Xavi who doesn’t let him out of his sight until the game starts.
When Gavi is out on the field, his eyes keep glancing at you, so far away from him. His mind twisted in a blur of thoughts between the game and what he’s gonna do when he’s finally alone with you.
But right now, he just wants this game to be over.
The amount of fouls he gets is impressive, but Gavi makes it up by scoring a couple of goals.
When the game is done, the boy runs so fast to get changed and rushes to get to you.
“I-You-We… Can we go home now? I don’t think I can wait much longer. You have no idea what type of thoughts I was having during the game, all because of you.”
João Félix
João carefully scans the picture, eyes analyzing each detail of your body, his cock jumping to life as he watches you in pretty lingerie. And the worse thing is that he can’t even have a quickie cause you’re at home, watching the game from afar.
So that’s how you want to play? If you think you can play dirty and get away with it, you’re so wrong.
In return, you’ll get an even naughtier photo of João, his shirtless body on display with his shorts low enough to tease you with the delicious sight. It’s the least he can do to make you equally horny.
At least now you’ll both suffer until he finally gets home and then, oh then you’ll see what you deserve for being such a tease. He’ll try his best to focus on the game, but you’ll stay in the depths of his mind, plaguing him.
But João wants to tease you until you’re extra needy for him. He’ll take his sweet time getting showered and ready until he’s finally ready to go home, and even then, he’ll send you pictures of his wet body, teasing you.
That’s the least you deserve after being so naughty.
“Look at you, all wet and needy for my cock now. The tables have really turned on you, huh?”
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Jude Bellingham x (female) reader
WARNINGS: Handjob; slight Size Kink.
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Your hand is wrapped around his shaft, expertly working on it.
“Fuck, baby. That’s so good.” Jude grunts, bending down to push his face into your neck, a curse falling out of his lips.
You bite your lip as you look down, his cock barely fitting around your entire hand, the aggressive pink tip starting to leak some precum.
Just the sight of your smaller hand trying to rub up and down on his lengthy cock makes you clench your thighs with desire but you know you can’t do more than this.
Not when you’re both hidden in a shower stall of the locker room, which is now clearing out of his teammates, as they’re finally starting to leave the room.
You rub him faster, easily gliding your hand over his cock, and Jude hisses, thrusting himself against your hand.
“Fuck!”
“Shh, babe, you got to be quiet. We don’t want anyone to hear us, right?” you whisper into his ear, feeling his shaky breathing on your neck.
He lifts his head, meeting your eyes before kissing you hard, caging you against the wall. You don’t falter your movements, sensing he’s getting close, his cock throbbing on your small hand.
And soon enough, he’s cumming all over your hand, his lips glued to yours in a heated kiss as he contains a loud moan.
Panting, Jude looks at you, a lazy smirk growing on his face as he pulls away.
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Erling Haaland x (female) reader
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One thing to get clear is that Erling would never - and I mean, never - let another guy have you.
You’re his girlfriend and he’s not willing to have another male that is not him, get his hands on you.
If he sees someone else getting too close to you, Erling won’t like it one bit. He’ll immediately jump into the scene and he doesn’t even pretend that he’s not jealous. He’ll simply stand there, an arm draped over your shoulders as he blankly watches the other guy stuttering to speak to you in his presence.
Erling knows he’s physically a very intimidating guy and he uses that in his favor, so that other guys won’t even dare to dream that they have a chance with him.
He does love to tease you, though, but only regarding other football players.
Especially when it comes to his teammates. He finds it interesting when he catches you ogling or checking out his friends. That cocky smirk that appears on his face as he whispers dirty things to you, while you’re still around the guys.
“Looking at Ruben’s abs? He’s got the whole package, doesn’t he? And you’ve never even seen how big he truly is. Too bad for you.”
He does like to play around with those fantasies of yours, knowing it turns you on.
In the bedroom, he likes to use your harmless crushes to insatiably excite and tease you.
“So desperately riding my cock, baby? Or are you imagining it’s Ruben’s cock? Then you better get off on that cause my cock is the only one you’re getting.”
Although in this particular scenario, Erling isn’t exactly jealous, he still wants to make sure you know that it’s him who is gonna make you cum again and again, it’s his cock that you’ll take and it’s him who’s your boyfriend.
“Say my name. Again. Again. Repeat my name over and over until you know who’s your man.”
This type of intense sex always wears you out and in the end, you fall asleep in Erling’s chest, with him sleepily whispering sweet words to your ear.
