Pedri imagine on his nose injury & his gf rushing to him after the game to make sure he’s okay & the players making fun of him for it bc he’s whipped…ugh I wanted to rush to his side when I saw that i think that deserved a card but whatever (you can put smut 😉)
A/N: Anon, when I saw this, I just had to write it straight away. It defo deserved a card😭 Thank you for requesting 🫶🏼
TW: swearing, smut ;)
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"Son of a bitch" you swore, seeing one of the opposing team players elbow Pedri in the nose. Pedri immediately stopped chasing the ball and held his nose, clearly in pain.
You watched from the stands as he later spoke to the referee and made the decision to get off the pitch, unable to continue playing. The fans could be heard chanting his name, impressed with how he played in the game up until the injury.
Pedri sat on the bench for the rest of the game, which Brcelona ended up winning. As soon as all the boys finished the match and came through the tunnels to their changing rooms, you made sure to find your boyfriend and check on how he is doing.
You saw him walking towards the changing room, with Gavi on his side. He finally saw you from the distance and waved, signalling for you to come over. You ran up to him, arms around his neck, eyes scanning over his face for any sign of pain.
"I'm alright, princesa, it was just a small nudge," he said, seeing the worry in your eyes. You gave his nose a small kiss in response, to which he rubbed his thumb over your cheek and gave you a peck on the lips.
Around you, whistles and giggles could be heard from the other players who happened to see the encounter between you two.
"Whipped much Pedri?" Gavi asked, not used to seeing his best friend being this soft with someone. Pedri gave him a glare in return, to which Gavi immediately shut his mouth.
Finally, Pedri and the rest of the team went to change and get ready to leave. You were waiting outside for Pedri so you could finally get home.
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Back at home, you went straight to the kitchen to get an ice pack out of the freezer for Pedri's nose. Even though he said he was fine, you were still going to do things your way.
Being the amazing boyfriend that he is, he obliged to your ministrations without argument. Sat on the sofa, you pressed the ice pack against the bridge of his nose, Pedri's eyes piercing your soul.
"I guess I can't sit on you for a couple of days" you joked to which his eyebrows perked up, a smirk rising slowly on his face.
"There are other ways in which I can please you and you know that very well bonita," he replied, toying with the loops of your jeans.
You laughed, taking the ice pack off his face. You gave him a kiss on the lips and before he could deepen it, you broke away, leaning closer to his ear.
"Show me," you whispered, Pedri groaning in response. He kissed you, his tounge, swiping over your lips, asking for permission to enter. You obliged and ran your fingers through his hair, pulling the strands from the bottom, making Pedri gasp into your mouth.
You removed his shirt, running your hands through his his back, leaving light scratches. Pedri did the same, kissing your neck and chest in the process, leaving slight marks.
He finally got your jeans and panties off as well, cupping your ass, making you moan into the kiss. You began to grind on him, making both of you moan in unison.
His fingers now circled your core, giving you light and teasing touches, Pedri watching your face the entire time as you moved your body even closer to him. He slowly rubbed his finger against your clit, teasing, spreading your juices, enjoying how your body responded to this simple touch.
Suddenly, he stopped completely, making you whine at the loss of his fingers.
"Ride my thigh, bonita," he said, as he watched your face go from an initial shock to excitement. Truth be told, you always wanted to try this out, already making it clear to Pedri but only waiting for the right moment, which happens to be right now.
You nodded, taking off his slightly stained joggers from you being sat down on them. You got on top of his thigh, his hands remaining at your sides, his eyes watching you just as hungrily as before.
You started to slowly ride his thigh, your breath hitching at the unusual feeling. Pedri flexed his thigh, enjoying watching you use him for your own pleasure. You sped up, your moans heard throughout the room, Pedri flexing his thigh adding extra pleasure by bumping ocasionally against your clit. His thigh was now covered in your juices, and you were even closer to your high.
Seeing that you were close, he reached down, rubbing his finger against your clit and attached his mouth to one of your nipples, licking and sucking, providing you with even more stimulation.
All of this at once caused a wave of pleasure wash over you, a moan ripping from your mouth, you cumming all over Pedri's thigh.
"That's it bonita, you did so well, how about one more hm?" He whispered in your ear, his hands staying at your sides, making you continue to rub against him. You nodded, already feeling another orgasm approaching. Pedri continued to lead your body over his drenched thigh, whispering praises into your ear. He picked up the pack, bouncing his thigh more often, watching as you came undone once again, your throat raw from moaning.
He pressed more kisses onto your shoulder, murmuring a quiet "I love you," giving you time to come back to yourself after your orgasms.
After a while, he picked you up in his arms and led you to the bathroom, placing you on the counter as he gently wiped you and himself down.
"I guess you weren't wrong about knowing different ways to please me," you joked, making Pedri shake his head.
"This was just the first one. You didn't really think we were finished?" He asked, a cocky smile plastered on his face, watching the shock form on your face.
This was going to be a long night...
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