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Fun Fact!

O hobby de Noel Noa é cultivar plantas! Ele acredita que viver com vegetação ao seu redor o deixa calmo.

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A/N: Giving a little something before I continue writing everything else, plus the fucking classes have me tired . Like damn I'm already giving you money do you need my soul as well?!?!?

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So... i bought them...

And I love them so much. Literally made a TikTok (which you should def follow me on @ twisted_mind_fuck) about them cause I love them so much. I can't wait to wear them. I might do a Snuffy cosplay soon for the goofs and gafs.

Also thank you to the wonderful person who helped me get and idea on how these would look and feel!! I was definitely iffy about buying them at first because I normally don't see reviews on them or ones bought with the Masters names on them. So thank you so much!

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CHAPTER 017

By the time they got back to the large house, it was already 8:00 P.M.. Considering the physical exertion they'd gone through earlier that day, they decided they would call it an early night and go to sleep. Kaiser suggested to Noa that he stay the night with them so he wouldn't have to drive back home while he was tired. Noa agreed to this and they offered him a spare bedroom in the house.

Y/N sat in front of her vanity mirror in her thin nightgown that reached her upper thighs. While she played with her hair in the mirror, her thoughts trailed back to Aiku and his words filled her mind. His apologetic face and calm voice took over her, making it the only thing she could think about. She wanted to go to sleep and forget about everything he told her but she obviously couldn't.

"F-- fuck...Aiku..." she hissed, little conviction in her voice.

She grinded her teeth together in anger and she shot to her feet, whirling around on the heels of her feet. She left her room and roamed around the dark hallways of the expensive mansion until she came into contact with a bedroom door. Standing in front of it for a few seconds, she just stared...and stared.

Then she balled her hand into a tight fist and forced herself to knock on the door.

A groggy voice answered from the other side. "Agh...huh?"

She didn't answer, too nervous to.

"Who is it?"

She bit down on the inside of her cheek.

"Uh. Come in?"

Y/N grabbed the cool doorknob with her warm hand, twisting it. The echoing sound of the door creaking open rang out through the hall, bouncing back and forth between the walls and entering her ears. Slipping inside the room like a shadow, she pushed the door closed again and leaned against it for a few seconds.

She was in Noa's room.

Noa's eyes widened when he saw her there. "Y/N...?"

Y/N looked up, meeting his gaze. She pushed herself away from the door and slowly walked towards him, each step she took held meaning and purpose. Her movements were so fluid and smooth, her hips swaying from side to side-- her nightgown barely covering her lower half.

"What is it?" Noa asked.

"I can't sleep..." she murmured, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

"Oh...uhm..." he looked around, not knowing what to do in this situation.

She suddenly started getting on his bed, crawling towards him on her hands and knees. Her back arched and her ass lifted up slightly, accentuating it. The hem of her nightgown slipped along her back, revealing her underwear.

Noa's body trembled at the sight of her feminine figure.

"Can you...help me?" she whispered.

He choked on the cold air.

"How...?"

"Don't you know that...an orgasm can help you sleep better?"

Noa's eyelids widened. "I--"

She crawled closer towards him and on top of him, she straddled his legs and placed her hands on his chest, feeling him through his shirt. He had no will to say no to her, his body refused to move and he just waited with anticipation for what else she would do.

"So... Why don't you..." she trailed off, slowly pulling her hands down his body and then slipping them onto her own-- moving them down to her abdomen. "Score a goal in here...?"

Noa's breath hitched and he finally gave in to the desires knotting in his stomach. He grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her down onto the bed as he got on top of her. His strong hands pulled his shirt off, tossing it to the floor without a single care in the world. Her lips curved upwards into an intrigued smirked and her hands caressed his abs, driving him mad with temptation.

He slipped his hands under her nightgown, feeling her soft thighs against his rough fingers. She retracted her hands away from his body and stretched them out above her head, enjoying the feeling of him touching her so carefully. He squeezed and rubbed her outer thighs with one hand as the other grasped at her breast.

She arched her back, allowing him more access to her perfect figure.

He grabbed the top of her thin nightgown and pulled it down her chest, revealing her round, supple breasts. The moonlight reflecting in from the nearby window shone down on her, giving him slight sight into how ravishing she looked.

The pro striker breathed out shakily.

"Hmm...?" Y/N hummed.

"You're..."

"What is it?"

"You're beautiful..." he uttered in shock.

She let out a short laugh. "What happened to your stoic attitude, Mr Striker?"

"How could anyone be stoic around a woman like you?" he asked.

"Is that your way of saying you want to fuck me...?" she whispered.

His mouth attacked her neck, kissing, licking and sucking on her soft skin. The flavour of her body filled his mouth and excited his senses. His lower region grinded down on hers roughly, rubbing her skillfully in the right place, causing her body to writhe in arousal. While he did this, he trailed his kisses down to her collarbone, between her breasts then finally he started sucking on them.

He pulled away from her for a brief second.

"Yes...it is..." he finally responded before his mouth continued pleasing her sensitive breasts.

"Ah--"

He made sure to be extremely gentle with her-- his gentle nature, though not making the sensations more raw and strong-- was more soothing and smooth.

Not sharp but rather soft.

It was nice.

"Is this alright...?" Noa asked in a hushed voice.

"Ngh--" Y/N moaned out. "Yeah...it's...great..."

Y/N's body felt so warm to the touch. On the inside she was burning up with excitement and arousal-- but also a deep sense of vexation and frustration. The mere thought of Aiku apologising to her made her whole body feel ill on the inside. All she wanted was to get revenge on him and the others. Even though he admitted to her that they all missed her and valued her as a person, she didn't care. She wanted a way to get back at all of them and sleeping with Noa, a member of the enemy team, felt like the best way to do this. Maybe if she also slept with the other remaining members it would strike a sense of hurt through Aiku and his team.

Noa's hand slipped under her underwear and started rubbing her sensitive area. Her neck arched against the pillow as she focused on the sensation of his skilful fingers traversing the outside of her region. His pace started off slow-- a bit too slow, edging on irritating. She looked up at him with an annoyed expression on her face, like a bratty princess expecting more from him.

Noa loved this attitude of hers. She knew what she wanted, how she wanted it and wasn't afraid to visibly show that she wanted it in a specific way. Noa felt more than obliged to comply with her wishes.

"You're not happy?" he asked.

She started moving her hips against his hand, trying to add more friction. Her fingers gripped the pillow.

"You're being too slow..." she whined.

A slight smirk tugged on the corner of his lips. "Am I?"

"Yeah...ah..." she breathed. "I can...hardly feel anything."

"But I'm touching you, aren't I?" he said, clearly teasing her.

"You need to touch me more..."

He leaned down, his free hand grasping at her chin, rubbing her lower lip. "Tell me how you want it..."

The heat from her body spread up to her cheeks. "Wha--"

"Tell me exactly how you want me to touch you...and I'll do it," he stated simply.

Embarrassment took over her and she bit down on her lower lip. She reached her hand down to where his was, pressing her hand against his fingers and guiding them over her sensitive places-- doing the motions with the amount of pressure she wanted. Her hips also started moving along with his hand, aiding in providing her with more pleasure.

"Mgh!"

Her fingers could feel the veins in his hands bulging from under her underwear.

"Like that?" he asked, repeating the motions she specifically wanted-- but did it ten times better than how she instructed him.

He really knew what he was doing.

"Yeah...!" she sighed. "Keep going, I'm so close--"

He stopped when she said this and pulled his hand away, she frowned. He pulled down his pants, revealing his aroused state. Her eyes slowly trailed down and stared at how large he was.

"I'm sorry," he apologised. "But you'll have to hold off on your pleasure for a while."

"Eh...?" she whined. "I...I was so close..."

"Don't you think it'll be unfair if only one of us is satisfied by the end of it?"

She thought about this and nodded. "I guess..."

He pushed one of his fingers inside of her while he instructed her to touch him, which she did, stroking him slowly at the pace his fingers were going. He eyed her face, watching her expression change each time he pushed his finger in and out in a repeated motion. Once he saw she seemed to be alright with one finger, he added two, then three. His fingers were long and a bit thick, reaching deep inside her.

Every time he pushed them inside, he would curve them upwards at a specific angle, caressing a part of her that made her visibly tremble in euphoria.

Once he deemed her ready to take him in, he positioned himself. He grabbed her hips and pulled them up, meeting them with his pelvis. His hands and arms were so strong he could keep her body up at an angle.

"Agh...!" Y/N gasped when she felt him slowly entering her.

Her head shot back onto the pillow, the very tips of her fingers scraping against the bedboard. He pushed himself inside of her until he reached the base. An impressed expression took over his stoic features and his bright yellow eyes snapped down to her face.

"You're doing well," he complimented her.

"A...ah..." she breathed. "Th...anks-- mmmgh...!"

He started moving at a moderate pace. His hands helped her hips meet each and every one of his powerful thrusts. When he pulled back, then thrust forward, he would suddenly jerk her lower half towards him.

Y/N had greatly underestimated this man. She never thought he would've been this strong, obviously, a lapse in her judgement. He was an athlete, a professional striker and a soccer player, of course, he'd have incredible stamina and strength. She seemed to forget this fact. She assumed he would've started out nice and slow in order to save up some strength for near the end when he went all out, but it seemed that since he basically had enough stamina to last him an hour, he didn't need to pace himself at all.

"Oh...! Ah!" she cried out, unable to hold in her moans anymore.

Her moans were the most beautiful things he'd ever heard and he wanted to hear more from her. The sounds she made were so addicting-- whenever he hit the perfect spot inside her, she would make a specific moaning noise that indicated he was getting it right.

It'd been such a long time since she'd last engaged in such activities. It made her feel so alive. The last person she did it with was Kaiser and since then she hadn't done it, not even once. But now...things seemed to have changed drastically for Y/N.

"Agh..." Noa grunted, sweat pouring out from his pores and rolling down the sides of his temples.

"So...good...!" she exclaimed.

The bed creaked in response to their constant movements.

Noa's nails dug into the skin on her hips, causing a shark sensation to shoot through her body. The pain, mixed with the pleasure, added a lot more excitement and spice to the situation.

Her breasts bounced up and down in response to the way Noa would drag and pull at her. His pace slowly transitioned to more firm and quick thrusts, making her mind go blank from how well he knew how to do it.

Within the first ten minutes, Y/N started to become tired and worn out. She'd lost count of how many times she'd climaxed after the first three times. Her eyes would roll to the back of her head and her nails would scrape across the pillow, one of her arms flung over her eyes, covering half of her face from him since she felt so embarrassed at the faces she was making.

Noa found her embarrassment cute and hot at the same time.

"H...how much...mgh...longer...?" she arched her back as much as possible, begging for more from him while he continued to go at it with such a consistent speed.

"I'm not close yet..." he groaned.

"N-- ngh...no way!" she gasped.

"Are you not close either?"

"I've already came more than three times!"

"Oh--"

"We've been doing it for thirty minutes now..."

He stopped for a brief moment, taking this into consideration before he pulled her legs onto his shoulders, making for even deeper penetration in order to quicken the process. He immediately continued again after switching positions, going at it at a rapid pace, quicker than he'd ever gone.

His athleticism was monstrous and his speed was frightening.

Her jaw dropped open and she hand to cover her mouth with her hand to muffle her moans and cries. If she hadn't done this, she knew everyone else in the house would've heard her cries of utter pleasure. Her glazed eyes looked up at him and noticed his expression shifting and contorting, leading her to believe he was slowly getting closer to his own burst of pleasure.

Noa's strong hips rammed into her over and over again, jerking her body up and down, the top of her head accidentally hitting the bedboard a few times. He was so deep inside her she could feel him up in her abdomen-- her body felt so full of him. His warmth spread all the way through her.

He then pushed her down onto her stomach, his hand grabbing a chunk of her hair in his fist, pushing her face into her pillow-- his other hand pressed down onto her lower back. His speed increased even more-- surprising her at his potential to keep exceeding his own limits.

"Ah!" she cried out, her moans being muffled by the pillow. "Mmm--"

The fact that her face was pressed right up against the fabric made it difficult for her to breathe, slightly constricting her airways and enhancing the pleasure throbbing within her.

"Crap...!" Noa swore under his breath.

With a few more powerful thrusts of his hips, he successfully reached his climax, bursting all over her back. Y/N just lay there for a few seconds, basking in the pleasure she just experienced-- unable to fully recognise what'd just happened.

It'd been such a long time since she felt something like this.

It was...amazing...

She breathed out shakily.

She'd finally gotten back at Aiku.

Yet...why did she feel so hollow?

[sakuranomiyakanon]

Got him last night.

[shayinstarlight]

Blue Lock World Pros: How They Rizzed You Into Married Life

Blue Lock Masterlist | Shay's Main Masterlist @shayinstarlight୨୧ | ©shayinstarlight

Noel Noa (31)

There was no grand confession.

No elaborate proposal.

One day you realized...You already lived together.

Your toothbrush had somehow migrated next to his.Half your clothes were in his wardrobe.His apartment smelled like your cooking.

One evening he looked over while you were making tea.

"You should just stay."

"I already stay."

"I mean permanently."

You blinked.

"...Are you asking me to move in?"

"I'm asking if you'd like to marry me."

"...Noel."

"Yes?"

"Those are two completely different questions."

"...I know."

Five months later, you were signing marriage papers.His proposal ring arrived after the wedding because he spent so long researching diamonds.

Chris Prince (28)

Chris flirted like breathing.

Every single day.

"Looking gorgeous today."

"I literally woke up."

"And still won."

Every mirror became an excuse.Every date became another opportunity to brag about how lucky he was.

Eventually you laughed.

"You've been flirting with me for three years."

"And?"

"When are you actually going to ask me?"

He stood up.

Dropped onto one knee immediately.

Right there in the café.

Fork still in his hand.

"...Will you?"

"...You had a ring this whole time?"

"I've been waiting for you to bring it up."

Julian Loki (25)

Loki's charm was dangerous because it wasn't intentional.He'd casually kiss your forehead before leaving.Text you good morning from airports.

Bring flowers because they matched your outfit.Remember everything.

Your favorite tea.The story about your childhood pet.The exact date you first held hands.

One night you asked,

"Julian..."

"Hm?"

"...Are we dating or are you already my husband?"

He smiled.

"I was hoping you'd notice."

Three months later he proposed beneath a sky full of stars after speaking to your family first.

Marc Snuffy (37)

Snuffy didn't chase.

He stayed.

Bad day? He's there.

Good day? He's there.

Family emergency? Already driving.

Sick? Soup's on the stove.

One evening your friend sighed dramatically.

"...You're basically married."You looked at Snuffy.

He looked at you:"...Should we make it official?"

He simply smiled:"I was waiting until you were ready."

No pressure.No deadline.Just certainty.

Leonardo Luna (27)

Luna weaponized romance.

Sunset walks, hand kisses, slow dancing in the kitchen, poetry, letters, flowers. He somehow made every Tuesday feel like an anniversary.

One night he asked:"Can I keep doing this forever?"

You laughed:"You mean dating?"

"I mean being your husband."

How were you supposed to recover from that? You didn't.

Adam Blake (26)

Everyone expected Adam to run from commitment.

Including you.

Except...He kept coming back.

Deleted dating apps, introduced you as "my girl.'', stopped clubbing every weekend and started cooking with you.

He went from avoiding responsibility......to arguing over paint colors for a future house.

One afternoon you jokingly said:"I've domesticated you."

"You absolutely have."

"...You're admitting it?"

"I was actually wondering if you'd domesticate me permanently."

"...Adam."

He shrugged.

"I bought a ring three months ago."

Pablo Cavasoz (23)

Pablo fell first.

Fell hardest.He'd already planned your wedding before your third anniversary: "I saw these flowers today."

"...Okay?"

"They'd look nice at our wedding."

"...We're not engaged."

"...Yet."

Eventually you started catching yourself saying things like,

"Our future kids."

"Our house."

"Our dog."

He grinned.

"So..."

"...Don't."

"...You're already planning it too."

You absolutely were.

Dada Silva (28)

Silva made you feel safe.Not because he was overprotective.

Because life genuinely felt easier with him around.

Bills? Handled together.

Problems? Solved together.

Arguments? Always ended with communication.

One evening you looked around your shared apartment.

"...This already feels like marriage."

He smiled softly.

"I've felt married to you for a long time."

"...Then let's actually do it."

Lavinho (29)

Lavinho flirted through movement. He'd spin you around grocery store aisles, pull you into random dances, steal kisses in elevators. One night while dancing barefoot in the kitchen he suddenly stopped.

"...Marry me."

"...Right now?"

"Eventually."

"...Lavinho."

"I'm serious."

"...You asked while holding spaghetti."

"The spaghetti inspired me."

You still tease him about it.

Ego Jinpachi (31)

Dating Ego was...

An experience.

You expected a logical discussion about marriage. Instead, one evening he handed you a folder.

"...What's this?"

"A proposal."

You opened it,there were tabs.

Section A: Compatibility.

Section B: Financial planning.

Section C: Five-year goals.

Section D: Reasons I wish to spend my life with you.

By the final page, the charts and bullet points gave way to something written entirely by hand.

You are the one variable I never wanted to optimize away. Life is measurably better with you in it. If you'll have me, I'd like every future calculation to include us.

You looked up, eyes shining:"...Only you would propose with a research paper."

A rare, small smile tugged at his lips:"...Was it convincing?"

"It was."

He slipped the ring onto your finger with hands that were far less steady than his voice.

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Blue Lock | World Players: The Pregnancy Chronicles

Blue Lock Masterlist | Shay's Main Masterlist @shayinstarlight୨୧ | ©shayinstarlight

Noel Noa (31) - "There is now... a tiny human."

Noa approached pregnancy like he approached football: research, preparation, optimization.

The moment he found out:

"...We're having a baby."

He blinked once.Then disappeared.Not because he panicked.Because he spent six hours reading every medical paper he could find.

He had spreadsheets,color-coded meal plans, sleep schedules, a nursery budget.He somehow knew the baby's weekly developmental milestones before the obstetrician mentioned them.

His partner would wake up at 3 a.m.

"...Noel?"

"...The baby currently has fingers."

"...It's three in the morning."

"I know."

Chris Prince (28) - The Gym Bro Dad

"The baby's getting GAINS."

"No, Chris."

"Protein."

"They're eight weeks old."

"Micro gains."

He downloaded every pregnancy workout guide.He bought matching water bottles.He started cooking.

Protein pancakes, protein smoothies, protein muffins.Protein everything.Eventually she threatened him.

"If you say protein one more time—"

"...Iron?"

"...Better."

Every appointment became:

"Our baby has your nose."

"Our baby has MY quads."

"The fetus doesn't have quads."

"Yet."

Julian Loki (25, aged-up) - The Fastest Emotional Rollercoaster

Twenty-five years old.

Still dramatic.

He found out...

"..."

"..."

"...OH MY GOD."

He laughed,cried, he laughed while crying. He accidentally called his mother.Then his brother.Then his teammates.

Then remembered...

"...Wait-we haven't told anyone."

Too late.

Everyone already knew.

Throughout the pregnancy he became ridiculously protective.

Crossing roads? He held both hands.

Tiny curb? "Careful."

One step? "Careful."

Sneezed? "...Should we call the doctor?"

Pablo Cavasoz (23) - The Dad Mug is Bought

Pablo is excited immediately.He already has baby names.Far too many baby names.

He sings to your stomach. Dances around the kitchen while making dinner.

Every ultrasound photo? Framed.

Every tiny milestone? Celebrated.

He's the dad who cries over the baby's first hiccup.

Marc Snuffy (37) - Calm Until He Wasn't

Snuffy had lived enough life to think very little surprised him anymore. Pregnancy proved him wrong.

He became...

Quiet.

Not scared.

Just deeply aware that everything was changing.Some nights he'd simply sit beside her.Hand resting over her stomach.

"...I hope they know how loved they already are."

His partner once woke up.Snuffy was talking to the bump about taxes.

"...Marc."

"They should understand finances early."

"They're twenty-four weeks pregnant."

"They're listening."

Leonardo Luna (27) - Professional Flirt, Professional Worrier

He flirted through everything.

"You've never looked more beautiful."

"I'm throwing up."

"Beautifully."

Until something actually scared him.The first time she said:"The baby's been quiet today."

His face lost every ounce of color.He was already grabbing the car keys.

"We're going."

"It hasn't even been an hour."

"We're going."

The relief after hearing the heartbeat? He nearly cried.

Adam Blake (26) - That Brother Gone But Came Back With Milk

You told him.

Silence.

"...You're serious?"

"Yeah."

He immediately starts calculating every terrible decision he's ever made.The infamous womanizer? Terrified.

He paces.Runs a hand through his hair:"...I... wasn't expecting this."

Not even close.He'd spent years avoiding commitment, responsibilities, and anything resembling adulthood.

Now there was a baby.

His baby.

He has moments where his first instinct is to run.Then he sees the ultrasound.

A tiny heartbeat & everything changes.

Not overnight and not perfectly but genuinely.He begins showing up. To appointments, to late-night cravings, to assemble the crib (badly).

He's awkward.Sometimes scared.Sometimes unsure.But every day he chooses to stay.

One evening he quietly admits:"I spent years thinking freedom meant never being tied down."

He looks over at you rubbing your stomach:"...Turns out I had no idea what I was missing."

Dada Silva (28) - Human Teddy Bear

He worried... quietly.

Every heavy grocery bag? "I'll carry it."

Every stair? "I've got you."

Every random craving? "...I'll find it."

Didn't matter if it was 2 a.m.

If she wanted strawberries...He'd somehow return with three different kinds.The first kick absolutely destroyed him.

His eyes went wide.

"...That was them."

Another kick.

"...They high-fived me."

Lavinho (29) - Chaos Incarnate

The baby danced,he was convinced.

"They're moving to the music!"

"...They're kicking."

"Exactly."

The nursery? Bright colors, music, plants and tiny instruments.

He sang to the bump constantly.Sometimes samba.Sometimes lullabies.Sometimes complete nonsense.

The baby kicked every single time.He proudly declared:"Future dancer."

His partner just smiled: "Or they're telling you to keep singing."

Ego Jinpachi (31) - The Most Unexpected Softie

"No."

"...No?"

"No."

"You don't want children?"

"I refuse to believe this test."

...

Three tests later.

"..."

"..."

"...This is statistically significant."

Acceptance came slowly but once it did...It was absolute devotion. He secretly redesigned half the house.Read parenting books hidden inside football strategy books.

Every time someone visited-

"What's this?"

"...A tactical analysis."

"...That's a parenting guide."

"...The tactics of raising an elite human."

When the baby kicked for the first time, he froze with his hand over the bump:"....They moved."

His partner smiled.

"They did."

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