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barcaatthemoon · 25 days

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should be me || leah williamson x reader ||

leah gets jealous when the team tease you about the obvious thing going on between you and rachel daly.

you sat silently in your cubby, ignoring the looks of your teammates. this game against aston villa wasn't overly important, no more than any others you'd played this season. still, you were incredibly nervous about it. your captains were all picking up on it, but they had different approaches for trying to help you.

leah tried to comfort you the best that she could, but it was little more than an awkward shoulder pat and reassuring comment. kim was much more motherly in her attempts to calm you down a bit. however, it was unfortunately katie who was the most effective with her knowing and teasing comments.

"are you excited to see your little girlfriend?" katie asked as she nudged you with her elbow. both you and leah snapped your heads towards katie to glare at her. leah's glare was all anger, but yours was annoyance. "she's been asking a lot about you. i think you've really got a chance."

"whatever," you huffed. truthfully, you would have been more than happy going out with rachel. however, there was a slight problem. she wasn't leah. nobody else was leah, and that was why all of your dates led to absolutely nothing. you wanted to be with leah, but leah didn't want to be with you.

"seriously, she's interested," katie told you.

"drop it mccabe," leah grumbled. katie put her hands up in surrender, muttering about how she only wanted to help her friends. katie didn't understand why leah always got so upset whenever arsenal played aston villa. leah and rachel were friends, at least they were until the teams met up. leah was friendlier with her national teammates who played for chelsea than she was with rachel. "you good?"

"i'm fine leah," you promised her. she smiled as she ruffled your hair a bit. you groaned as you tried to fix your hair again. you were just finishing up whenever kim called everybody to huddle up for a quick pre-game pep talk. you knew that arsenal had this game in the bag, but you still appreciated the little boost to everybody's confidence.

"quick hug before we become sworn enemies?" rachel asked. you hadn't expected to see her waiting for you as the team shuffled out of the locker room. admittedly, you had been a bit eager as you launched yourself into her arms. behind you, leah scoffed as she walked past the two of you. "i'd tell you good luck, but my mates would kill me."

"we don't need it anyway." you gave rachel a cheeky smile before you joined your team. the girls all started to tease you a bit as you found your mascot and spot in line. you knew that you had done it to yourself, but their words still made your cheeks burn bright red with embarrassment.

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arsenal's win over aston villa was unsurprising. you hadn't scored any goals, but your two assists brought you all the pride you could handle. usually, you found yourself right by leah's side after games like this, but katie was excitedly pushing you away from the team. you were about to question her whenever she directed you towards a downtrodden rachel daly.

"go on, give her something to smile about," katie told you. she gave you a good shove, which leah missed. all the blonde saw was you walking over and sitting next to rachel. the two of you sat on the pitch for nearly 10 minutes together before you got up to take a shower.

you liked longer showers, but a good amount of the hot water had been used up. you walked back into the locker room to the stares of your teammates. this time, instead of katie starting the teasing, it was steph and caitlin. even kim joined in, which was when leah finally lost her cool.

"for the love of god, will you lot stop talking about rachel? i am sick and tired of hearing her name! we get it, she's into (y/n) and maybe (y/n)'s into her too!" leah shouted. you flinched as she stormed out of the locker room, slamming the door behind her.

"what the hell was that about?" katie asked as she glanced over towards you. in all honesty, you had no idea what leah was on about. she had never been a big fan of the jokes, but it had never seemed like something that would result in such an outburst.

"(y/n), honey, i think you should talk to leah," kim told you. she placed her hand on the small of your back as she guided you onto your feet. you didn't know why, but you were incredibly nervous as you looked for leah. she wasn't mad at you, but there was a chance that she'd blow up on you too. you didn't want to smother her, but the team had decided that you were the best person to find out what was wrong.

"leah?" you called out as you found her in an empty trainer's room. "can i sit with you?"

"surprised you're not off comforting your little girlfriend," leah grumbled. you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you stared at her. at the look of confusion on your face, leah suddenly felt a bit guilty. it wasn't you who had been making all the jokes after all. if anything, you were the most innocent in the whole situation. you didn't seem to understand the situation, unlike kim and alessia, who definitely knew all about leah's feelings.

"i don't have a girlfriend. rachel and i are just friends, leah. we grew up in the same neighborhood, we're like sisters," you told her. leah had heard it a million times before, just like most of the team had. "why does it bother you so much whenever they talk about rachel? you two are friends."

"it's not just rachel, it's you and rachel that bother me. this is embarrassing to say out loud, but i get jealous," leah admitted. you didn't understand what leah could possibly have to be jealous about. the two of you weren't dating, and even if you had been, you never ever would have hooked up with rachel. you meant it whenever you said that she was like your sister.

"i'm not yours, so why are you so jealous?" you asked, a teasing lilt to your voice. leah caught onto it, and instead of getting defensive, she decided to play along. if you wanted her to stop, you were more than comfortable telling her so.

"because maybe, i think that you should be mine," leah said. she grabbed onto your jaw and leaned in close enough for you to feel her breath against your lips.

"don't play with me like this," you warned her.

"i'm not playing love," leah told you. you swallowed as your eyes flicked down to her lips. leah caught your gaze and took the hint. she didn't waste any time in teasing you, opting to press her lips against yours instead. you kissed leah back, opening your mouth just enough for the tip of her tongue to dip into your mouth. leah's hands moved to the back of your head as she pulled you even closer.

"take me home." you had been reluctant to break the kiss, but if things had gone any further, you wouldn't have been able to stop yourself. leah seemed to understand that, sighing as she got off of the table.

"not tonight, not yet. i want to do better than that for you. i'll pick you up tomorrow morning for coffee and breakfast. we can see how things go from there, okay?" leah offered.

"i never thought i'd see the day leah williamson turned away such a willing bedmate," you teased.

"trust me, it's not easy by any means, but you deserve better," leah said. you pressed a kiss to both of her cheeks before you leaned in for a final one to her lips. this kiss was softer and sweeter than the one you had just shared, neither one of you pressing too far in any direction. "i'll miss you."

"i never thought you could be such a sap, it's cute."

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maxsimagination · 4 months

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Could you do a smut fic with Katie McCabe possibly about reader and Katie swapping shirts and doing it in the changing rooms. Katie likes seeing her name on your back whilst you do it

𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙨 - 𝙠.𝙢𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙗𝙚

warnings: smut. 18+ under the cut.

reader is captain of aus during the world cup.

caitlin and katie aren’t together in this.

a/n: not my best work 🤦🏼‍♀️ but fiwb

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it was a brutal game against ireland, fouls being committed everywhere.

and by everywhere i mean katie maccabe.

going up against the captain wasn’t easy by any means, she was the most determined defender in the pitch and was not afraid to slide into tackles.

i wasn’t any less determined, but as the opposing captain and a striker, i was typically the one on the end of her tackles.

however by the end of the first half, australia had already gained three goals. one scored by me and the other two assisted by me.

clearly that didn’t set katie in a good mood and she was even worse on the pitch then before. it wasn’t just me she’d been targeting before, going up against caitlin and mary. but now it was just me. i hit the ground about three times within ten minutes, all courtesy of katie.

when i was thrown over again and i looked up to see katie at fault, that was my final straw.

“what the hell was that? you could seriously injure me if you keep going.”

“woah, calm down there, y/n. just trying to do my job.”

her thick irish accent coating her words while her eyes bore into mine made it harder to comeback. so i stood there for a second, fuming in silence while katie had a ridiculous smirk on her face.

the game moved on with no card and australia did end up winning four - nil.

when the final whistle blew and everyone was celebrating, i walked over to katie.

“good game.”

i held out my hand to shake. the irish captain looked at me then my hand. when she finally shook it, she spoke up.

“we should swap shirts.”

that was all she said, leaving it up to me to decide.

“sure.”

i lifted my arms up above my head, bringing my shirt up and off my body with it. i could feel katie’s eyes on my abdomen, just trailing along the muscles. it was only when i had held mine out to her that she snapped out of her stupor and took hers off too.

my eyes naturally found her abs, memorising the ripple when she lifted her arms.

we handed over our shirts to each other, putting on the opposing colour. it didn’t feel natural, wearing the bright green of ireland, but i was willing to wear it for katie.

she had slipped on the golden-yellow of mine and the camera man had walked over to get a picture of us. so we stood together, motioning to the shirts as the poses.

when we parted, i shook her hand again, before walking back to my team.

we all made a lap around the stadium, signing things and some of my teammates gave out their own shirts, but i kept the green one to myself. when we made it back to the tunnel, the ireland players were nowhere to be found, having gone back down the tunnel earlier. my team traipsed ahead of me, all celebrating the crucial win.

but then someone grabbed my wrist and tugged me in the opposite direction.

turns out, that person was katie. still wearing my shirt from earlier, she tugged me into the irish changing rooms. no one was in the room, apparently all having left the stadium earlier.

“they aren’t here. coach took everyone back to the hotel. i said i had someone to see.”

katie spoke up, noticing my hesitation.

she tugged me further in, then skinning me round and pinning me against the door.

“my name on your back does things you can’t imagine to me, love.”

“katie-”

“you have no idea how much i want to kiss you right now.”

“so do it.”

she was taken aback by my sudden response to her less-than-professional words. but, without second thoughts, she dove right in and pressed her lips against mine.

they were soft, but desperate, against my own. she ran her tongue across my bottom lip, asking permission. i instinctively opened my own lips and katie wasted no time slipping her tongue into my mouth.

i let out a small whine, somehow begging katie to do something more.

she lifted her knee to press against my crotch, giving me the smallest amount of pressure where i needed it most.

her action elicited a moan from me, had me begging for more.

“please katie, touch me.”

a smirk grew on her face, and there was now a fire in her eyes, like she was hungry. she slid her hands down to my waist, tugging down my shorts and underwear.

her fingers trailed down to my thighs, spreading them slightly then dipped a finger into my folds. she dragged it through my wetness before bringing it back up to her mouth where she sucked off the juices.

“katie.”

i groaned at her, she sure was taking her time.

“patience, love.”

with that, she slipped her fingers back down to my dripping folds. almost immediately she pushed inside me and set a steady pace.

she started off slow, thrusting in and out, letting me get used to the intrusion. then she sped up, flexing her bicep muscles while adding another finger.

i was moaning at the full feeling of her fingers inside me, hips rocking to meet katie’s thrusts.

“faster katie, please.”

“as you wish, princess.”

she sped up even further, adding her thumb to bump against my clit which sent me into overdrive.

“katie, katie i’m cumming-”

and with that i’d already been pushed over the edge.

katie slowed her thrusts to help me down from my high, licking her fingers clean when she pulled out.

“we should do this again sometime, princess.”

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futfemfantasies · 3 months

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Tillie teasing \\ Mapi Leon x reader

2017

Stepping off the plane in Barcelona, the heat immediately hits you in the face. After clearing customs and collecting the many bags you've brought, a woman holding a sign with your name and the Barca logo under it waves you down. You find out she's the assistant manager and that the team sent. After anxiously fiddling with your fingers, the car turns into Barca's training centre. Backpack in hand, you follow the assistant manager as you meet all the behind the scenes people.

When meeting the team, you look eyes with who you believe is 'Maria'. She smiles at you and holds her hand out for you to take. When someone starts speaking to the both of you, your hands drop and a subtle blush both of your cheeks. You nod as you got the basics of the conversation, something about you and Mapi and an apartment. A soft nudge in your ribs turns you towards the brunette. She holds out her phone and you see google translate on.

Looks like we'll be seeing more of each other beautiful. They are putting us in the same apartment.

You smile and point to her phone as to say you want to type something. She nods and you type away.

Can't wait gorgeous :)

After the flirty interaction, you both move to the locker room and field to check it out. Since you both don't have to participate in this training, coach says you can go home and rest. The same driver from the airport takes you and Mapi to the apartment.

2019

Throughout the 2018/19 season, you, Alexia and Mapi become the Aussie/Spanish trio no one needed but everyone loved. You taught them English and they taught you Spanish in return, allowed Barca to organise more media interviews in the 2nd language. Alexia noticed over the last couple of years how smitten you both are with each other so she decided now is the time to meddle.

"Hola y/n/n, are you free tomorrow at 7?" Alexia asks as she swings an arm over your shoulder.

"Yeah, why?"

"Maps, are you free?" Alexia ignores your question as she turns to Mapi on her other side.

"Depends"

"Great. I'm not so enjoy your date chicas!"

You and Mapi look at each other before laughing at what had just happened. You and Mapi walk to the car talking about who should plan the date.

Safe to say the date led to both of you confessing your love for each other and the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

2020

Before anyone realised, the world was shit down due to covid. You were extremely anxious the first few weeks as the area in Australia where your family and friends live got Covid first. Then you and Mapi saw how fast it was spreading in Spain. Mapi had been your rock through it all. She always was there to distract you from the news from outside. Since you were in lockdown with the rest of the world, you couldn't see your best friends from the Tillies so you all had to resort to Zoom calls.

"So y/n/n, what's up with you and Mapi?" Macca teases as she wriggles her eyebrows in a playful way.

"Nothing is go- hola bebé" Mapi leans over and kisses you quickly before you realise how she's dressed.

"Nothing going on my ass!" Sam yells out, focusing you back on the call.

"Okay we're dating but you cannot tell a single soul. I mean it"

"Oooh protective y/n/n"

2021

Early in this year, the Tillies had a camp in Australia for the Olympics qualifers for Tokyo. Spain had a break during this time so Mapi though she'd come and support you and you girls (but you didn't know that). Currently; you, Sam, Macca, Caitlin, Steph and Alanna are eating breakfast when the woman of the hour calls you. Macca looks at your phone and her eyes go wide at the name.

"Hola bebita"

You stand up and move away from the table to escape their teasing, oh how wrong you were. When you come back the girls are making kissy faces at you and you shush them before anyone sees.

"How's lover girl?" Sam asks with a mouthful of banana.

"Fine, bored without me I think"

"Yeah, I bet she is" Macca mumbles before being elbowed by Caitlin.

A few hours later, you all arrive at the stadium for teh game against China. You are in the starting lineup alongside Sam and Caitlin. For some reason you are nervous, even though you shouldn't be. You receive a text from Mapi of her decked out in your yellow jersey and dark green shorts.

Maps 🔥: not sure which one you're wearing so I'll wear both :) good luck out there mi amor, go qualify for the olympics <3 p.s. i love you princesa 😘❤️'.

You: we're wearing the yellow so your pants need to come off now? 😉 Thank you for watching mi amor, it means a lot ❤️ p.s.s. i love you too. talk after xx

With a boost of confidence, you walk out with your team and made sure you win. After the first half, Australia was still goalless, sam eas China. Going back on the pitch, everyone gives it their all then disater struck. China got a goal. 1-0. You gave Sam and Caitlin the look and you all work in overdrive. Meanwhile in the stands, Mapi was stressing. She knows how important this game and any Matildas games are to you. Normal game time finished and 4 extra minutes were added. You look up and see the extra time and yell to the girls. Within 2 minutes of that, you get a through ball from Caitlin and non one is around so you take a shot. You know it's going in but you check anyway and start running around like a crazy person. Alanna pushes you down and starts a dog pile. The game quickly restarts and then the whistle blows for full time. You wave out to the crowd and see the familiar neck tattoo. You run over to your mismatched girlfriend and hug her tightly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Wanted to surprise you princesa"

You respond by kissing her and pulling away before too many teammates saw.

"I fly out tomorrow. Are you coming with me?"

"Of course, I'll change the flight tonight"

"Meet me at the hotel and you can stay with me" Mapi nods and gives you a quick kiss before moving back for the fans to meet you.

Little do you know, your best friends were watching the whole interaction. You walk back to your friends and they start making kissy faces so you walk away, making them look like idiots.

Back at the hotel, Mapi is waiting texting you every minute if you're here. You get inside and spot her instantly. Mapi feels two arms go around her waist and a kiss on her cheek, she relaxes instantly.

"Ready for bed?"

"Let me get my bag from my room and I'll come?" You nod before telling her the room number. A small peck and she's off towards the elevator.

You feel a sharp slap on you back and you look towards Macca, giving her a death glare.

"I'll stay with Lani tonight"

"Thanks Macca"

After going up to your room, you see Mapi waiting outside. You sneak up on her again and she give you a hard glare. The door unlocks and Mapi walks in, dropping her bag at the foot of the messy bed. Since you showered at the stadium, you get straight in bed signalling mapi to join you. You quickly change Mapi's flights and she's now on the same flight back sitting next to you. You cuddle up to the Spaniard and try not to fall asleep.

"Bebé?" Mapi whispers.

"Hmm?"

"I want to post us" You open your eyes and look confused and the heavily tatted woman.

"You want to announce us on Instagram?" You confirm and Mapi nods. You show Mapi the photo that one of the staff had taken and sent to you. Mapi agrees and you post it.

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ynyln: goals and surprises… best day in the office 🤩🥺

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marialeonn16: te amo princesa x

Ynyln: my baby ❤️

samanthakerr20: it’s about damn time

Ynyln: stfu

Mackenziearnold: no more secret keeping… yay! Happy for you xx

Ynyln: love you xx

caitlinfoord: so you both can visit now?

Ynyln: we will, promise!

2022

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Ynyln: six years later… can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together… te amo mi amor ❤️

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foreingersgod · 1 month

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Could you write something for Caitlin? Maybe the reader is dating Caitlin and on the Iowa basketball team with her and she gets injured from a technical foul?

of course you can! thanks for the request!

Twisted Ankle . CC

paring: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis:

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you guys were down by 1 against lsu, the pressure was on and all of you were feeling it. the stadium was buzzing with anticipation as you and the team prepared for the final seconds in the game. while everyone was setting a tight strategy for the remainder of the game, hoping it would clinch another win for iowa, you noticed caitlin across from you. she was in her head again, biting her lip and trying not to get too frustrated.

“Y/L/N, we’re going to seriously need you right here” kate pulled you aside for the remainder of the timeout “you’ve got to get in there, ok?”

you nodded your head, taking a swig of water and wiping the sweat from your brow “you got it”

shortly after, the whistle was blown, signaling it was time to start the clock. you all took your positions, waiting for the game to commence. caitlin stood vigilant, trying to find one of you who was open. you quickly passed by your opponents, trying to get open for her.

almost instantly, she spotted you, attempting a pass in your direction. you went to jump in the air, arms up and ready to catch the ball, but before you get your feet off the ground, a player had collided with you.

you went down, smacking your head hard against the court floor, ankles twisting as your opponent interfered with your landing. it all happened so fast, the pain from your head and ankles shooting through your your body. you felt like the air was knocked straight out of your lungs. your vision was starting to go blurry and your ears were starting to ring.

upon your fall, the whistle was blown and the crowd went silent, eventually noticing you weren’t getting up and gasping with worry. despite your fading vision and lack of hearing, though, you could make out several people surrounding you, trying to tend to your injuries, calling for assistance. some you could tell were medics, others probably from your team, and most definitely caitlin. she was the first one at your side, you assumed, feeling her familiar hands on your face, trying to get you to open your eyes.

“hey, baby, baby you gotta get up” she whispered, voice wavering. from your lack of reply she hollered “hey we need someone over here now!”

you could feel yourself being rolled onto a some sort of stretcher or gurney and being carried into the rehabilitation room (idk lol sorry if this is all inaccurate). figures of people whooshed by you, lights rushing over your head as you were sped down the hall. you could hear the announcers of the game behind you, the game was going to continue without you there.

as you were being tended to, still rushing to get you to a private area to properly take care of you, you felt your remaining vision faltering even more. it was too hard to keep your eyes open anymore, no matter many times the medics tried to keep you awake. eventually, your vision went completely dark.

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“is she going to be ok?” caitlin asked a nearby medic as they gently placed you onto the stretcher, trying to get as close to you as possible.

“we don’t know what happened other than that she got plowed down pretty good” the medic said hesitantly “it was a pretty nasty blow, but i’ve seen stuff like this before, i’d bet she’s gonna be ok”

she nodded, swallowing her nerves, trying to relax her body. others on both teams gathered around her to try and reassure her that everything was going to be ok. the poor girl that knocked you down was genuinely upset, claiming that she didn’t intend to hit you that hard at all. but caitlin ignored what everyone was saying, trying to not get riled up and focus.

“we’ve gotta finish this, caitlin” kate appeared at her side “i know you want to get back there with her, but there’s just seconds left, you can do this.”

caitlin said nothing, obtaining her position, ready to run out the clock. she was upset that you couldn’t be here, worried that they wouldn’t be able to do this without you. but she powered through, passing the ball to hannah for a beautiful lay up, finalizing another iowa win.

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“is she awake? can i see her?” caitlin asked a crew member, requesting to see you the second game was over.

“you should be able to go in, but she’s really sensitive to everything right now so…just be gentle with her” she was already bursting through the doors, anxiety racking her body.

she saw you, laying on a cot, head elevated and an ice pack sat neatly on top of your head. you had your eyes squinted shut from the brightness of the fluorescent lights. your left leg was extended, also perched on a pillow, wrapped in layers of gauze.

her heart shattered, seeing you laying there, clearly in pain. she walked over, causing to open your eyes, snapping in her direction.

“hey superstar! you guys did it!” you gave her a toothy grin, trying to sit up.

cait sat down on a stool next to you, taking your hands in hers, kissing the backs of them “no, WE did it, couldn’t have done it without you” she smiled back. “you had me going crazy out there baby, thought i was gonna die”

you tried to lighten the mood with a laugh “eh, i’m fine, just a headache and a sore foot”

“headache? sore foot? YN you smacked your head on the court and twisted your ankle” she ran her hands soothingly up and down your arms.

“ok yea, but i swear i’m fine, please don’t worry about me too much, ok? please?”

“well you made it incredibly difficult to not worry when you went unconscious out there” she retorted “i’m just glad you’re ok, i don’t know what i would’ve done if it were any worse”

“i know, im sorry” you smiled sadly

“don’t be, it’s not your fault” she leaned over, kissing you softly “but you’re going to need a lot of rest and a super awesome girlfriend to take care of you for the next little while”

“oh! know where i can find one?” you teased, playfully nudging her shoulder.

she pretended to scoff in annoyance “ok, i see how it is!” she fake-stormed off, pushing off the stool.

“no wait!” you laughed, pretending to pout in return “come back! you, i meant you, please don’t go!”

she stopped, sauntering back over to you “wouldn’t dream of it” she brushed stray hairs away from your face, smoothing her thumb against the skin of you cheek. “i’ll go grab the team so they can come in and check on you…but after that we’re heading straight home and getting you into a nice bath alright?”

“you trying to get me naked, clark?” you batted your eyelashes.

“for once, i’m actually not” she placed another kiss to your forehead “tonight i just want you to relax, hm?”

“yes m’am” you hummed “i don’t know what i’d do with out you, really. thanks for taking care of me, baby”

“always” she replied.

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A/N: short little request, enjoy!!

#caitlin clark x reader #caitlin clark #wcbb #wcbb x reader #iowa wbb #caitlin clark imagine #caitlin clark oneshot

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ccswife · 1 month

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Oh no.

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pairing๛: kate martin x iowau!reader

synopsis๛: kate catches you watching your saved edits of her.

not proofread so ignore spelling mistakes pls lol

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being a trainee under the strength and conditioning coaches for the Iowa womens basketball meant that you were constantly around the team. you found it hard to get used to all the personalities, but by your sixth year it became quite easy.

one person you particularly leaned towards when assisting was Kate Martin - a fellow sixth year and a phenomenal basketball player (as far as you knew). throughout the 3 years you had really known Kate, the two of you grew very close, exchanging 'i love you's and often sleeping at eachothers places. a lot of the girls wondered why you guys didnt just move in together.

one cool evening in iowa city, after a considerably hard practice and lift, kate decided to come home with you after her shower. you leaned against the wall outside the locker room playing on your phone, patiently waiting for the blonde to shuffle out with her bags.

'phwwtt!'

a loud whistle pulled your eyes up and towards the door. there came kate, her hair wet and barely brushed and her bags stuffed to the brim.

"i tried to shower as fast as i could and pack all my stuff up but it got a little messy so...." she spoke out in one breath.

"kate... you know i dont mind waiting," you laughed. kate usually does this, and it ALWAYS leads to her forgetting something important. whether it be her shoes (like, her actual shoes not her bball shoes), her whole bag of skincare, or her bra, etc.

kate shrugged with a goofy look on her face and shouted 'onwards!' before shuffle-running to get out to the parking lot.

the car ride over to your apartment was as usual; listening to music, chatting about school and practice, asking about the other girls lives. you often asked her about everyone else when you guys had sleepovers. its not that you don't know and love them, but you don't talk to them nearly as much as you do kate. everyone knew that. after settling in and grabbing snack and a spot on the couch, you pulled up tiktok on your phone and decided to go through your 'wbb😭😍' folder. you can't even lie and say you don't find kate and some of her teammates attractive. hell, one of the reasons you first talked to her was because of her beautiful face. but after you guys got so close, you deemed it inappropriate to tell her how you really felt. how she made your heart flutter when she called you 'n/n' and when she stared at you for a little longer than usual. you found out that people made edits of her after liking one womens basketball edit... one is all it took. at first it shocked you and you tried not to like any of them.. but you couldnt resist it. she looked so. damn. good. IN ALL OF THEM!!! sooner than later a folder was made and filled to the brim. a dabble of caitlin, paige and an occasional molly in there as well.

so, there you sat: munching on goldfish, one leg up on the couch and one leg dangling off, all while scrolling through various edits of your best friend.

oh yea, full volume too:D

kate walks into the living room and sees you on your phone. usually she tries not to snoop but something caught her eye. was that.. her?!?! on your phone screen?????? she watched you scroll and watched as her face popped up a dozen more times. caitlin as well. a million thoughts went through her head. why were you watching edits of her? did you like her like she liked you? you find her attractive?? why is caitlin in there.

she continued to stand there, mouth ajar, trying to find the right words to snap you out of your lull.

' y/n' she spoke up

your phone immediately shut off and you sat straight up, turning to look at kate with a beat red face. your hands start to move around frantically as you try to explain.

' i- im- i was just looking at some beacuse,-- well like i thought it was cool and-' words start flying out of your mouth.

'y/n,' kate spoke again. ' its ok. im just kinda caught off gaurd' rubbing her neck she looks around before making eye contact with you and smirking a little. your face twisted when she smirked. she thought this was funny??!

"what're you smirking at freak??" as you said that your heart dropped. her smirk only widened. "dont you dare kate." a demanding tone, one that you only use before she tickled attacks you or is about to yell something completely out of pocket to the girls.

kate inches towards you, causing you to put your phone behind your back. before you can even process her attack, she snatches your phone and unlocks it, quickly going into tiktok. at this point all you can do is sit and stare as she goes through your folder of wbb edits. occasionally she looks down at you, sometimes with a sweet look and others confused or.. offended? you couldnt tell.

after finishing, she hands your phone back to you and sits next to you on the couch.

"well," she starts. "who knew there was so many edits of me and caitlin!" her tone was light hearted but with a tinge of hurt and sarcasm. she turns to look at you.

"oh wait, you knew!" she yips. kate slaps your knee and laughs, and you couldn't help but join. she cracked jokes for at least another minute.

the vibe in the room after that changed in the slightest bit, the both of you holding your tounges, not wanting to be the first to acutally talk about what had just happened. when the clock hit 11:00pm, you both sauntered to the bedroom to hit the hay. hopping into your respective sides, and making sure you both had everything you needed. instead of a "i love you, goodnight!", kate just rubbed your cheek and smiled, then turned the other way.

before you fell asleep, you saw the light of her phone, and an edit of herself on the screen.

Oh no.

no no no no no. your heart started to race as you thought of everything that could happen. what if she doesnt wanna be my friend anymore? what if she tells the girls and they hate me? does she know i like her?

you curled up and tried to sleep away the thoughts. halfway asleep and arm snaked around you and stroked your arm, prompting you to fall soundly asleep.

"ill figure out what to say to you soon enough, love"

kate spoke under her breath only when she was sure you'd fallen asleep. soon she was out too.

Oh no... what will they do?

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A/N q(❂‿❂)p: i hope this isn't complete trash! i tried my best:))))) i had this little idea i forgot about in my notes lolll. i hope u guys enjoy and lmk if you potentially want another part ?!!?!! anyways toodles😜

#wbb #wlw #kate martin x reader #kate martin #iowa wbb #iowa hawkeyes #x reader

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greywindsports · 2 years

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Little goal- ARS vs BHA- September 16, 2022

#first goal of the season by captain kim <3!#kim little #arsenal wfc #caitlin assist #caitlin foord #arsenal vs brighton

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lovinpelova · 1 day

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courtside | n. mühl

summary; when nika makes a promise she fulfils it. [SMUT]

🎵 everyday hustle - future

nika had already found her footing on american soil by the time you met, the only indicators she wasn't born in the states was her last name and accent if she spoke for long enough. you'd been assigned as part of the media team to enhance your work experience in sports during your time at uconn, the fans and your lecturers loved the content you provided and always came crawling back for more, so you decided to have a one on one interview to satiate their hunger a little longer.

you'd chosen a player at random, landing on number ten after a moment of contemplation regarding which player number to pick and immediately had nika beckoning at your call. her coach informed her of what you planned on doing, waiting for her to catch her breath as she stood with a heaving chest and hands on hips, licking her lips with hooded eyes focused solely on you. she nodded her head in understanding and introduced herself, shaking your hand formally before making a mental note of your name so she could stalk your instagram later on- that plan was executed perfectly when she asked for your number after the interview and gained your username after a couple hours of texting.

fans could tell that nika was flirting with you from the moment it started, going crazy in comments and posting all over tiktok about the way she looked at you or subtly complimented something referring to you. no matter what, nika was finding a way to steer the interview towards you, wanting to find out everything possible and not being sneaky about it in the slightest. time flew by and before you knew it you'd been together four years with nika playing her last college game, getting ready to be drafted into the wnba with you by her side.

the tough opponent was iowa in the final four, nika rearing to go and jumping in her spot since the moment she woke up for multiple reasons. she wanted to prove herself, she was one step closer to the championship game and had just been informed that the wnba were going to draft her. you couldn't be happier for your girlfriend, she'd been going on and on for years about how when she goes pro all her sacrifices were going to be worth it and she'd be able to spoil everyone she loved with the new opportunities she'd have for them.

right now, you were sitting courtside with a camera in your hand to take an occasional flick of the game. iowa truly were a tough team - you'd never seen uconn struggle like this before - but the championship game was still in sight for you all.

then the fourth quarter came along.

nothing was working anymore, iowa was clicking like puzzle pieces and caitlin clark was on the move. nika bagged assist after assist and rebounded as much as she possibly could with a gorgeous three-pointer but the buzzer had to come at some point; and it ended with iowa up by two.

of course she was upset, you were the first person she came to with tears on the verge of spilling down her cheeks and her fingers clutching the uconn '10' jersey you wore, your arms tight around her in every way she needed. either way she'd made it to the final four and played immaculately, you reminded her of that before she congratulated iowa and on the way home whenever she spoke bad about herself.

"i'mma win everything for you."

the croatian mumbled as she inhaled your scent, pulling you further into her with her head on your chest. she breathed out deeply in comfort when your fingers found their way to her hair and scratched lightly, egging her to continue.

"you're not gonna see me lose ever again. gonna go pro and everything's gonna change,"

"i don't doubt that for a second moja djevojka."

nika smiled and chuckled into your chest at the sound of croatian rolling off your tongue, knowing her odd tutoring lessons were paying off with the way you perfectly pronounced one of her favourite nicknames.

"and before you know it, you're gonna be moja žena. watching every game, getting anything you want- stuck with me whether you like it or not."

"you know i wouldn't want it any other way, moja žena. go to sleep niks, i'll be here when you wake up."

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a year after uconn lost to iowa, nika had stayed true to her word. she was going pro either way, but now you were basically on the verge of engagement with the way she was hinting towards marriage recently and she'd remained consistent in her career. she'd lost a few games here and there but had made up for it by winning the league already with seattle, earning a spot in the all-wnba team and being named defensive player of the year with the odd sponsorship deal coming her way.

nika truly was living up to her words, she made you feel loved every day and reminded you of that before she left for training until the moment she fell asleep with you in her arms. she'd talk nonsense about how badly she wanted you to be her wife, the pout on her lips being kissed away when you shut her down to remind her that she was too busy for such a big commitment right now, because she knew you were right. still, she had the ring hidden in her sock drawer for safekeeping.

she'd had the odd day off and always decided to spend it with you, loving your company more than any other option she had thrown her way. right now she was laying comfortably on your chest, large figure draped over yours to supply warmth no blanket could ever match as you binged your latest shared obsession on television. you'd just finished editing some shots for seattle storm not long ago, your studies paying off and gaining you an excessive interest in job prospects when you sent your folder out- but of course you had to go for seattle, it was perfect.

"i can't wait to marry you."

a murmur vibrated your chest from none other than the woman melting into your hold, your arms tightening around her as you laughed lightly in response.

"we've still got plenty of time for that."

"i keep gettin' asked about you though, makes me think about it more."

your hands tangled into her hair and gently scratched at her scalp, feeling her fingers tighten around your waist and pull you towards her as she sighed into you.

"n' what do you say?"

nika smiled as she lifted her head up, watching your hands fall to her shoulders before she gently lifted your left ring finger to her lips and kissed it with her eyes locked on yours. you grinned at the intimate action and saw her smile lightly in return, other hand caressing her face lovingly.

"i tell them you're gonna be my wife before they know it."

"every time?"

nika nodded her head enthusiastically, both of you grinning madly as she leaned in to kiss you gently.

"every time."

she mumbles against your lips, vibrations making you smile into the kiss before you wrapped your arms around her neck to pull her closer and deepen it.

"you're gonna have to show me some of these interviews."

"i'd rather show you how well i plan on treating my wife for the rest of our lives together."

nika mumbled into your neck as she kissed down it fondly, hands crawling up your shirt and tugging on it with your nails scratching her back lightly. you threw your head back to allow her more access and felt her smile into you, pulling away to slowly peel the fabric off your body as your hands pawed at her shirt to do the same, eyes immediately scanning her body as she leaned up and took it off above you. she noticed your gaze and smirked, grabbing your hands and guiding them along her toned stomach with a cocky smile whilst letting your hands wander on their own.

you quickly sat up and trailed your lips along her abs, dipping your fingers into the curve of her spine so she arched into you with a soft gasp. nika let her hands tangle into your hair gently as she stared down in admiration, mouth open to let out heavy breaths that left her stomach heaving against your lips.

"baby,"

the croatian breathed out before licking her lips, jaw hanging low with how you were mouthing at her skin.

"tonight's gonna be about you, not me."

you heard her withhold a groan when your tongue sloppily licked its way up from her hips to the bra she wore, the point guard grasping your shoulders and weakly attempting to push you down. your mouth was doing wonders on her skin and it drove her wild, the strength she always bore withering away as she leaned back onto her heels and adjusted herself to be sitting upright against the back of the couch. your lips forcefully detached from her skin and both of you let out a matching whine, thighs going either side of her waist to let her hands guide you closer whilst she initiated a heavy kiss.

nika soon grew impatient, beginning to push and pull your hips in a rocking motion and moaning once you got the hint. your body moved against hers as she trailed her lips down your neck, hand slapping her muscular back as you felt her start to suck before she squeezed your hip apologetically and went back to simple kisses trailing down your pulse point with a soft grin. as much as you loved your girlfriend, covering up hickeys from her endeavours was a nightmare.

"why can't it be about the pro baller?"

you quietly breathed out, hands pushing her further into your collarbone by the back of her head. the brunette moaned into you at the mention of her occupation and pulled away to look up at you with swollen lips, chest heaving for air whilst she wore a cocky smirk.

"'cus it's about the pro ballers wife."

nika trailed sloppy kisses down the space between your breasts before you could respond, pulling at the strap of your bra and letting it snap against your skin to signal she wanted it off. you reached behind yourself and unclipped the bra as quickly as possible, nika trailing her fingertips under the straps to slowly peel them down your arms before tossing the material elsewhere in your shared apartment. hearing her breath out heavily as she stared shamelessly at your chest, your face grew red whilst she licked her lips hungrily and began to let her hands wander.

the croatian looked into your eyes for a moment of consent and gladly received what she was looking for, ducking her head down to connect her mouth with one of your nipples whilst her hand gently massaged your other breast. she teased her teeth against your skin and urged you to arch further into her, free hand dipping into the curve of your back as she kissed along your chest to pay the other side attention.

"niks, baby..."

the mention of her favourite nickname pulled her head from your chest, inquisitive puppy eyes staring up at you. heaving breaths left her swollen lips and she continued to let her hands trail around your back, gently massaging your hips whilst tugging at the back of your shorts in a needy manner.

"please baby,"

she murmured, head moving towards your neck once more to trail kisses down your pulse point and along your collarbone, internally grinning when you pushed her closer at the feeling of her lips sucking marks into your skin.

"molim- trebam te. želim te osjetiti, moja cura, da?"

nika began rambling in croatian whilst she nuzzled her nose into your upper chest, placing kisses between every other word and pulling you closer to show her desperation.

"da, mala- da."

your immediate response in her mother tongue made nika swell with pride at how good of a language tutor she was proving to be, quick kisses being placed down your torso before she effortlessly flipped you onto your back and positioned her body between your legs.

"nika,"

you whined as she continued to trail her hands aimlessly, her head popping up from your stomach in concern.

"shorts off and stay up here. želim te poljubiti."

your dirty talk transitioning into croatian made her groan audibly, hands pawing at your shorts and underwear after she seeked one last look of approval before tearing them off and throwing them behind her carelessly. breathing laboured as she leaned in to kiss you passionately, your hands tangled into her hair and she pushed her hips down, cursing against your mouth as she felt you throb against her.

"jebi bebu. needing me, huh?"

her croatian accent making a strong appearance when she switched back to english made your hips buck into her as you eagerly nodded your head with a whine, eyes boring into hers whilst she wore a smirk. nika grinned and leaned in to kiss you softly, digits tracing the outline of your body as she trailed them along your hipbone and towards your centre, gasping into your mouth once she felt how wet you were.

"god, it's been so long since i've had you like this."

you almost whimpered in response to her voice mumbling against your lips, all thoughts of everything and anything else being cut off when nika dipped a finger into your arousal and pulled it out to rub circles over your clit. your eyes closed in pleasure as the croatian rested her forehead against yours, watching your facial expressions intently with pride bubbling up through her at the soft moans you were beginning to let out.

"niks,"

you murmured whilst reaching up for a kiss, nika gladly reciprocating passionately as she hummed in response for you to continue. her fingers didn't let up, placing more pressure by the second before dipping into your arousal to tease.

"i need you inside me baby."

the brunette groaned with her eyes shutting in pleasure, the buck of your hips pushing her back into the moment as she pressed a finger into you. nika slowly thrusted in a steady rhythm as she prepared you for a second finger (knowing you wouldn't be able to finish no matter how deep her singular long digit was able to reach) whilst she continued to rub her thumb over your sensitive clit and kiss along your neck.

she revelled in the soft moans of her name you were letting fall from your lips, hands clutching her bare back and feeling the way her shoulder would move or flex as she thrusted as you groaned in response. you took the opportunity to feel her toned body once more, hands travelling all over the chiselled muscles she'd earned from hours in the gym and shamelessly squeezing where you felt them flex as she slowly sunk a second finger into you.

"that's it ljubav. takin' me so well- that's it, good fuckin' girl."

"nika, god..."

you trailed off into a breathless moan as your girlfriend perked her head up to level yours at the mention of her name, smiling proudly as you returned the grin and moved a hand to pull her into a sweet kiss. the croatian gradually picked up her pace and swallowed your moans with ease, watching the way your body responded to every twitch of her fingers as she slowly began rubbing them against your g-spot with every thrust.

"baby!"

you yelled out in surprise, hips bucking into hers as she continued to abuse your cunt. your nails raked down her back to feel the muscles flexing as she fucked you, eyes momentarily closing in pleasure whilst her back arched into you at the feeling of your fingertips trailing down her spine, both of you now chest to chest with your hand pulling her forehead to your own to maintain the intimacy and keep her close.

"so beautiful, sound so pretty for me. good girl."

you whined in response to her praise with your nails digging into her shoulderblades, relishing in the quiet moans she let out as her fingers continued to pleasure you skillfully.

"god you feel so good princess,"

with your heads pressed together, nika nudged your shoulder to prompt you into opening your eyes and keeping them locked on her own, knowing how much you loved eye contact. the croatian continued her deep strokes as you saw her shoulder moving rapidly in the corner of your eye, your body jolting up and down with the force she was using to drive you into an orgasm. matching smiles grew on your faces as your moans picked up in frequency and volume, nika watching in awe and bringing her other hand down to stimulate your clit.

"gonna be my wife, watching every one of my games courtside. gonna give you everything you've ever wanted, win trophies for you, take you to award ceremonies, walk fuckin' red carpets with you. all that shit- i'm doin' it with you."

"yeah niks- as long as it's with you, that's all that matters."

the point guard pulled you into a passionate kiss as she felt you tighten around her fingers, gently coaxing you through your high and continuing her thrusts to help you ride it out with soft praises whispered into your ear, lips scattering kisses all over your body. your hands dug into her muscular back and eventually relaxed, still keeping a grip as you calmed down to have one final feel of her muscles that she sadly never showed off.

"good job baby, did so well for me. such a good girl."

she whispered against your lips whilst leaving soft kisses every so often, both of you breathing heavily and calming down from the heated moment as she slowly pulled out, apologising for the discomforted whine that escaped you but immediately making up for it when she licked your arousal off her fingers.

"you're gonna be the death of me one day."

"wouldn't be a bad way to go, huh?"

"shut up and stop being so cocky."

you shoved her shoulder lightly as she mocked offense, sitting up to be hovering above you on her knees the same way she was when she took her shirt off earlier.

"can you blame me? i've got my girl feelin' me up and whenever i look in the mirror i see these guns. don't think i didn't feel those sneaky touches baby."

"shut up! you never let me touch them any other time- stop doing that!"

she started flexing her muscles in all the poses she could think of, pulling cocky faces to elicit a laugh from you as you shoved her stomach lightly to get her to stop, the croatian laughing with you. you shared a sweet kiss before she picked you up, wrapping your legs around her waist and bringing you to your shared bed before setting you down on the edge.

"what you needin'? food, water, a bath?"

she listed options of aftercare as she kneeled down in between your legs, relishing in the way your hands tangled into her hair when she peppered kisses along your naked form.

"just need you niks."

"you sure?"

"m'sure."

you pulled her up with a smile as you got comfortable on the bed, pushing into her arms when she opened them for you and ensuring your bodies were as close as possible whilst you drifted off into sleep together, no doubt going to dream about finally marrying the love of your life.

#nika muhl #nika mühl #nika mühl x reader #nika muhl x reader #nika muhl smut #nika mühl smut #uconn wbb #uconn huskies #uconn women’s basketball #seattle storm #seattle storm wbb #wnba #wbb #womens basketball

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rimunagenius · 2 days

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So Bad

ʚ pairing: Kate Martin x Roommate!reader

ʚ word count: 2.5k

ʚ warning: RPF!! , slight angst?, fluff, sexual tension, two idiots inlove trope

ʚ rimunagenius speaks: sorry this took too long to put out guys…i’ve been trying to write but it’s been so stressful since i broke my foot. i missed a whole week of school so i was trying to catch up and do homework, while doing the current assignment, while doing college classes, and trying to write…it’s been ROUGH. anyways…hope you like this!! it’s a little short but the next part is gonna be long !! just a heads up

Part 5

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The plane ride to Albany was a little tense. You wanted to go in support of the team because this was a game on neutral ground. You guys had made it to the elite eight and that was something you all wanted but had to fight like hell to get. You were only an assistant trainer, theoretically, you didn't have to be here, but you wanted to be here for Kate and the girls. Your best friends. The girls managed to make sweet sixteen and won, and now it was time for the elite eight.

You and Kate haven't talked about the night in your living room. You guys just seemed to pick back up where it was to begin with. Jada thought it was great but was also concerned about the will of self-control you two had to have.

Caitlin eventually found out, pressing Kate about why she had been a ray of sunshine for the last month. She had become the biggest shipper and supporter of you both. Her, Jada, and now Gabbie had known and it felt okay. No hard feelings or bitterness.

"What room are you staying in tonight?" Kate whispered as she tried to put her face in the small gap between your seat and the side of the plane, you both having window seats in stacked rows.

"Uh, might have to delete this from the vlog, Kate." You give her a small pointed look as you turn your body, pointing to the small camera you had been using to record a vlog for an Athletic Trainers day in the life.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry." Kate laughed, knowing how that might have sounded.

"No, it's fine. But I'm technically under staff, not a student, so I'm staying on the same floor as Lisa, the assistant coaches, and other staff. Why?" She had a small frown after she realized you guys weren't on the same floor tonight.

"Because I want to sleep close to you." You were quite confused as she had never had this issue before. It was okay on past travel games because she had Caitlin or Jada, but she was sort of attached to your hip since that night, but you didn't think it was going to be a problem.

You looked around, seeing AJ and Molly asleep right next to you, before looking back into the crack between your seats. "Isn't that against the whole, not starting a relationship thing, Kate?" You gave her a soft smile, finding it cute and endearing that she wanted to be close to you.

"I never said we had to share the same bed, I just said I wanted to be close to you. You know, like the apartment?" Your guys' rooms were right next to each other's in the apartment back home.

"I promise you'll be okay Kate. You can call me in the morning and I'll go to your room to get ready if you want me to?” You suggested, turning your camera completely off after you stopped recording. You set it down inside the bag at your feet before sliding on your headphones.

You had Chappel Roan playing, the irony in the song that was blasting through your beats, ‘Good Luck Babe!’, and your arm resting on the armrest where you had previously had your face talking to Kate when you felt a hand tap your forearm. You lifted your head from resting on your fist and looked down. Her hand extended palm to you. You frowned softly, appreciating the small acts of affection Kate was always willing to give you.

You got up on your knees, and looked over the seat, spotting Kate's head resting against the back of your seat, looking down on her phone, sacrificing better posture just to simply be close with you. You sat back down normally, sparing your exposure to spying on Kate, and placed your hand in hers. You two interlocked your fingers and held hands.

You both knew this wasn't out of the ordinary. But something felt so different about it this time. Knowing the connection you two share and the love you two have for one another is something that hangs a thick fog of tension and uncertainty about what to do with all the emotions. You took a picture of your hands, wanting to capture the small moments of intimacy.

You truly loved this girl with your whole heart and you were so willing to give it all to her if she wanted it.

A free day in Albany was granted before getting back to work the next day. So the staff, including you, and the team were free to explore together or separately. It was a lot of the girls' first time in New York so everyone wanted to go sightseeing. You had been looking for an outfit to wear, not much to throw together since you packed a lot of lounging clothes and your Hawkeye gear for the games, when there was a knock at your door. You assumed it was Jada having talked to her on the phone not that long ago talking about getting ready, letting her know what room you were in. "Coming, Jada!" You shouted from the edge of your bed, throwing your clothes back in your suitcase.

"Not Jada." Kate smiled when you opened the door for her and let her in. You laughed and told her it was because you were also expecting Jada.

"Kate, I cannot find an outfit." You looked too stressed for a small team exploration outing. You sighed as you proceeded to dig through the suitcase some more.

"Relax, you'll find something. Let me see what you have." Kate walked over, standing impossibly close next to you while she helped neatly pick out clothes and placed them on the bed still neatly folded. She picked what seemed to be your black flare leggings and your all-black long-sleeve. "That's cute. What shoes did you bring?"

You looked at her, jaw dropped. There was no way the most plain, midwestern masc, was dressing you in something cute. You pointed to the black and yellow dunks that the Iowa staff gifted you this season. "Okay, wear those shoes with your Iowa puffer vest? Basic but still you." Kate shrugged, mumbling a small 'I don't know though.'

"I love it. Thank you, Kate." You smiled softly, disappearing into the bathroom. She nodded softly, before sitting down on the edge of the bed, placing some clothes back into your suitcase, before sipping on the water she had in her hands. Your phone pinged.

Notification from Jada, texting she was on the way up to the room. "Jada's on her way," Kate said, pausing after seeing your lock screen. The picture of you and Kate holding hands. Her cheeks turned red, sudden butterflies in her belly and her palms growing clammy, it didn't help you came out of the bathroom, fully dressed. You looked so beautiful…she was in deep.

"How do I look?" You asked, posing with hands on your hips. You saw how red her face was, and the way she just slowly dragged her eyes up your body. It made you shuffle of nervousness, suddenly so nervous under her gaze.

"So gorgeous, sunshine." The nickname gave you butterflies, not having heard in a while. Not since before you confessed your feelings to her. Suddenly that name felt like you were carrying a new title to her.

"You think? Looks like you know to dress after all." You teased, and she stood up before taking your hand and spinning you.

"Oh, yup! This fit is so cute!" She needed to act normal, especially before Jada came in and noticed the tension between the two of you. It's like you both just wanted to hurry up time and get to the good part. You wanted each other so bad but you two made a deal. After the tourney, you could be together. You were almost there.

You spun back around to face her, immediately wanting to kiss her. You two stood so close, your self-control wearing thin as you saw her eyes dart from each of your eyes, down to your lips, and doing it all over again. One hand of hers now ghosting your hip, wanting to pull you in closer.

"We can't, remember?" You don't know why you said it. You should've let it happen. You could've but Kate said you two should wait, so you needed to say something.

"Why not?" Her whisper sounded desperate.

"Because you said so."

"When do you ever listen to me anyways, gorgeous?" Her lips were so impossibly close to yours, you damn near almost fell to your knees. Her other hand found your waist, her slowly inching your chest against hers when a knock on the door was heard.

She dropped her hands from you, your body already missing the feeling of her and the sensation she forced through your whole body. Catching your breath, you walked to the door and opened it for Jada who was accompanied by Gabbie and Caitlin.

"You guys ready to sightsee!" Caitlin's enthusiasm through the roof as always, made you laugh as you walked away from the door to grab your shoes next to your bed. You didn't miss the way Kate watched you saunter through the room. Neither did everyone else.

"Yes, I just need my shoes, and I'm good to go." You slid your shoes on, grabbed your purse, and ready to walk out the door. The three girls walked out, you following. You felt a hand grab yours, pulling you back slightly.

In turn, a piece of hair fell into your face, Kate wasted no time in moving it back to the side of your face before handing you your phone and room key. "Left it charging, and this right next to it."

"Oh, thank you." You both were blushing. You two always seemed to be whenever you were around each other. Something about the other just made your body have a reaction, instantly feeling warm and welcomed in the other's presence. You two truly couldn't describe it, but you both knew it was real.

You five spent the whole day walking into local coffee shops, and boutiques and just enjoying the scenery that Albany had to offer. You guys ended the night in front of billboards of Caitlin, taking pictures of her and her success and the impact she's had on the game. You all took pictures of each other and with each other. One of your favorites was you on Caitlin's back, kissing her cheek, while she did her signature hands out in front of her billboard where she's shooting her record-breaking logo three.

You guys even got strangers to take pictures of all of you lined up with each other. You guys were having so much fun. Missing days where basketball wasn’t the main focus for once.

"Hey, we're going to go to that place real fast, Gabbie wants lemonade and I want a soda." Jada told you before she and Gabbie walked off. You looked to check on Caitlin, who was taking pictures with fans, making sure she was alright. Some fans were acting crazy earlier that day.

You and Kate kept pointing at places you could see from where you were standing. "Oh my god, are you Kate Martin?" A girl walked up to Kate, she couldn't have been older than twelve and she looked so amazed at the six-foot blonde next to you.

"Yeah! What's your name?" Kate was beaming, she loved kids. There weren't many in her family aside from little cousins but she didn't see them often, just Carson, but he wasn't old enough to talk yet.

"I'm Audrey. But I'm a huge fan. Everyone likes Caitlin, and I do too, but I think you're pretty cool too." Audrey was nervous.

"Oh, my. Thank you, so much! I bet you're pretty cool, too." Kate bent down, trying her best to stay at eye level for the girl so she didn't have to look up.

Two adults approached you guys, who you assumed to be Audrey's parents, and smiled as their daughter beamed at meeting her favorite player. "Sorry, she spotted you and took off. I hope she's not bothering you, guys." The parents apologized, not wanting their daughter to invade your guy's space, especially Kate's.

"No, not at all! She's so sweet." You said, smiling at the girl.

"Can I get a picture?" Audrey asked.

'Of course you can!" Kate was excited that people noticed her too. She’s used to be in the shadow of Caitlin, and she was happy there. But to know that people loved her as much as you and the team did was another level of belonging she loved to feel. The parents pulled out their phones and took a picture of their daughter. A smile on all of your faces.

"I can take a picture of all of you if you want it?" You offered, wanting the parents to have the memory like their daughter, and the evidence to go with it. They thanked you as you took a picture of the family with Kate.

You could tell this was a good experience for Kate. You loved to see her being recognized for the skills she also brings to Iowa women's basketball. It was cool to see it outside of Iowa too. Kate and the girl said goodbye, but not before signing the girl's white Converse. She wasn't going to leave without it. I wouldn’t either fr…

That's when Caitlin came back, sighing after all the photo ops she just partook in. "Cait, I know you're tired but lets get a pic with us three?" You asked softly, a warm smile hoping to convince the girl.

"Oh my god. Let me take a picture of you guys. I can't be in another picture…if I am I don't know if I can do it without wanting to smash my own head with the phone." You laughed out loud, Kate hunched over laughing next to you. Your cheeks are now red, from the breeze and the laughter, Kate with her beautiful wide smile you adored, smiled for the picture. Caitlin said something else behind the camera, you didn't catch it but the look on her face made you giggle, so you turned your head when she took the picture.

"Aw, man! Take another one, I moved." You pouted before moving closer to Kate's side, smiling wide. After the pictures were taken, you looked at them while you three waited for Jada and Gabbie to get back so you could start heading to the hotel. You scrolled to the first one, butterflies in your stomach when you saw your head tucked in close to Kate, her smiling big into the camera. It was so cute, you didn't have the heart to trash it, the next one was normal, and the last one was you smiling at the camera and Kate looking down at you.

This was definitely your new favorite picture. You sent the pictures to her, listening to her phone ding as they came through. A soft smile on her face as she looked at them. You sent her the last one, with a small text.

sunshine ☀️💕

"You look like you're in love with me, Martin."

bear <3

"Kinda hard not to be."

Neither of you couldn't stop smiling the rest of the night.

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gunnerfc · 26 days

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Good Game | Caitlin Foord x Arsenal!Reader (18+) [Saturday]

Summary: Celebrating a hard-earned Arsenal win in which you both played excellent

Warnings: top caitlin, bottom reader, oral (r receiving), caitlin calling r “good girl”

WC: 1.8k

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Your heart pounded against your chest as you ran toward goal, your arm high in the high calling for the ball. Caitlin was quick to spot your run, crossing the ball perfectly for you to head the ball into the back of the net. You pumped your fist in celebration as you ran toward your girlfriend, who has assisted all three goals you’ve scored tonight.

You threw your arms around her neck, her arms wrapping around your waist as your teammates joined you. Caitlin placed a light kiss on your cheek before pulling away, a proud smile on her face as she watched you cheer toward the fans. You sent her a quick smile as you passed her heading back to the center of the pitch.

The two of you have had a crazy connection on the pitch tonight and it paid off as Arsenal was leading four to one against Liverpool. Three goals for you and one for Caitlin helped the Gunners secure the win after ninety plus minutes. You took a deep breath when the final whistle was blown, your legs sore from all the running and tackles you endured.

You quickly shook hands with the Liverpool players before Leah jumped on your back, shouting how proud of you she was. You laughed at the blonde’s excited cheers before giving her a quick hug. You hugged a few of your other teammates before Caitlin’s arms were wrapped around you from behind in a tight embrace. You giggled softly when she peppered light kisses all over your cheek.

“I’m so proud of you,” the Aussie praised before placing one last kiss on your cheek and letting you go. A bright smile on her face from pride at how well you both played tonight.

You turned to face her, grabbing her hand to swing lightly in between the two of you. “Well, I couldn’t have done it without you,” you grinned, giving her hand a light squeeze. Caitlin blushed at your words but before she could say anything Jonas called the team in for a quick post match talk.

Caitlin kept a tight grip on your waist as Jonas congratulated the team and you specifically for your hat trick. The team cheered loudly at the mention of your three goals and you bowed your head bashfully when they started chanting your name. After a quick ‘Arsenal!’ chant, you pushed toward an interview for media.

Your eyes glanced at Caitlin every so often, the forward waiting for you at the edge of the tunnel. You made sure to mention her during your interview, the crosses and passes she fed you were the only reason you were able to score. You quickly thanked the interviewers before heading toward your girlfriend.

You threw your arms around her neck, pulling her into a kiss once you were free from cameras and the eyes of fans. Caitlin easily won dominance over your lips, her arms tight around your waist as she backed you up against a wall. You bit back a moan when she bit your lip, one of her hands dipping slightly to grab your ass. You pulled away once air became an issue, your eyes wide at the thought of possibly getting caught.

Caitlin gave you one last kiss before letting go of you completely, a teasing smirk on her face as she pulled you to the loud locker room. Your mind was elsewhere, too preoccupied with the feeling of Caitlin’s hands on your body. You did your best to maintain a conversation with your teammates as everyone changed or showered, though you were thankful when everyone started to quiet down.

Caitlin sat across from you in the locker room and her eyes stayed on you the whole time she changed, though you refused to look at her knowing that seeing her changing would affect you even more. The Aussie chuckled to herself when you didn’t look up, knowing the effect she had on you. The kiss in the hallway was just the beginning of how the two of you would be celebrating how well you played.

You both said goodbye to your teammates after you were changed, locking hands as you walked out of the building to your car. You gave Caitlin a small kiss on her cheek when she opened the door for you before heading around to the driver's side. Caitlin started the car, her hand falling to your thigh as she revered. You swallowed softly at her touch and kept your focus on the road in front of you.

The car ride home was silent, both of you sharing the same idea about what was going to happen when you got home. Caitlin gave your thigh a quick squeeze when she pulled up to your house, the Aussie was quick to turn the car off and hop out. Caitlin opened your door once more, her hand holding yours tightly as she led you to the front door.

You let her unlock the door and pull you inside, your back pressed against the door the moment it was closed. Her lips fought yours in a rough kiss, her hands pulling at your (her) hoodie. During your kiss, you both kicked your shoes off as your hands pulled at the clothing covering both of you. Caitlin pulled her hoodie from your body, throwing it to the floor, her hands now focused on the shirt you were wearing. Your shirt didn’t last much longer before it joined the hoodie on the floor, Caitlin’s hands now tracing up and down your bare torso.

You let your girlfriend guide you backward to the bedroom, your lips still intertwined as you moved through your house. You two stumbled into your bedroom, giggling lightly into the kiss as you bumped the side of the door. You pulled out of the kiss to pull Caitlin’s shirt over her head, tossing it to the floor to be picked up later. Caitlin’s lips were on yours again once her shirt was off, but this kiss was softer than the other kisses you shared so far.

The forward moved you back to the bed, the back of your legs hitting the edge as you sat down. Caitlin pulled away from you to gesture upward for you to lie down. “Let me show you how proud I am of you, baby,” her usually cheery voice was lower as her eyes dropped to your bare chest, you had opted to not wear a bra home.

You nodded softly, your skin heating up at her words. You slid up the bed, your head hitting the pillows as you stared at Catlin, waiting for her next move. The Aussie trailed a hand up your clothed leg toward the waistband of your pants, pulling at the string to loosen them around your hips. You lifted your hips off the mattress slightly to make it easier for her to push them down your legs, your underwear going with them. The forward threw them to the floor aimlessly, not caring about where they landed.

Your chest heaved lightly as you lay bare against your bed, Caitlin’s hands tracing random shapes along your skin. Your breath hitched when her fingers got close to where you needed her most. You could feel how wet you already were, your thighs rubbing against each other for some sort of relief, though it was no use.

Caitlin leaned down to plant deep kisses on the top of your thigh as she moved between your thighs. Your legs spread automatically for her, whimpering softly when the cool air hit your wet core. Caitlin’s kisses inched closer to your slick folds, her hands moving to hook around your thighs to keep them spread open for her.

You moaned loudly before a hoarse ‘Cait’ fell from your lips, your hands gripping the cover under you tightly. Your hips jerked when Caitlin ran her tongue through your folds, the Aussie moaning into you as she tasted you. Her moans sent a wave of vibrations through you as another moan escaped your mouth.

Caitlin licked up slowly, her tongue circling your clit before she sucked the bud into her mouth, sucking it harshly as you gasped above her. Caitlin looked up from between your thighs, her eyes meeting yours before your head fell back against the pillows, broken moans falling continuously from your lips. Your back arched slightly off the bed when Caitlin’s tongue dipped into your folds, thrusting softly as she tasted you.

“Cait, please,” you begged above her, the familiar coil in your lower stomach tightening as she worked you close to coming. Caitlin’s hands around your hips gripped tighter, her nails leaving crescent indents. The thigh grip she had on your hips would surely be felt in the morning, the soreness welcomed as she fucked her tongue into you.

“What do you need, baby,” the Aussie mumbled against you, her eyes still locked on you as you stared up at the ceiling. She licked her lips as she waited for your response, a small groan leaving her lips once she tasted you once more.

You turned your head down, your eyes meeting hers. The sight of her between your legs, your cum coating her mouth driving you crazy. “Make me cum,” you started, your breathing labored as your thighs clenched, “P-please,” you whined, your hips attempting to roll but her hands kept them pressed to the mattress.

“Since you’ve been such a good girl,” she smirked softly before continuing what she was doing. Your eyes rolled back at her praise, her words were enough to have your head spinning.

The thrusts of her tongue were faster as she ate you out, your eyes screwing shut at the pleasure you felt. Caitlin moved one of her hands, her thumb circling your clit. You moaned at the feeling, the grip you had on the cover growing tighter.

A loud gasp that turned into a moan echoed off the walls as you let go, your orgasm hitting you hard as your body shook slightly. Caitlin kept her tongue and thumb moving, helping you ride out your high. You whimpered softly when she pulled away from you and moved up your body.

The Aussie’s lips met yours in a slow kiss, the taste of yourself on her lips earning a low groan from you. “I love you,” she mumbled against your lips once she pulled away.

“I love you too,” you tiredly responded, your exhaustion starting to hit as you lay there catching your breath. Caitlin laughed softly as she moved to lay on her side next to you.

You furrowed your brows slightly as you turned your head to look at her. “What about you,” you mumbled, a yawn following right after.

Caitlin laughed again before pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “This was about you, baby,” she whispered, though your eyes had already fallen shut.

Your breathing evened out as sleep took over you but you curled into Caitlin subconsciously. If this was how you were treated after playing the way you did, you would have to make sure every time you stepped onto the pitch you played your best game ever.

#woso x reader #awfc x reader #auswnt x reader #matildas x reader #caitlin foord x reader #caitlin foord #arsenal wfc x reader

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buddysblogs123 · 21 days

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KEWIS X TEEN READER

You knew things were going to be different, you could tell. The atmosphere in the house totally changed once sam had done her acl. You also knew that the thing sam needed the most at the moment was kristie, and you did your best to stay out the way and give them space. It was easy considering that most the times you tried to talk to them they would accidentally snap or ignore you. But that's okay, you understood, but it didn't stop you from overthinking. Sam and Kristie adopted you when you were 13, your 17 now, having lived those 13 years being neglected from your biological family you knew what it was like.

Now you spent most of your spare time buried in schoolwork and playing soccer. They didn't know though, you couldn't bring yourself to talk about playing soccer in front of sam at the moment. You knew it was unhealthy, waking up before sunrise to practice then going to school just to finish and walk straight back to the field to practice again until it was dark. It's not like they noticed anyway.

You woke up early in the morning, quickly changing into a comfy outfit and packing your bag for your big game today. Walking into the kitchen you were suprised to see both kristie and sam sitting at the dining table eating breakfast this early.

"oh uh morning" you mumbled as you started making yourself a coffee to wake you up.

"You're up early" Sam says as she sends a confused look your way.

"What's with the bag?" Kristie speaks up.

"er just meeting with some friends" you say nervously, continuing to quickly down your coffee, oblivious to the confused looks they were giving you.

"why are you both up this early?" you say casually, trying to get the attention off you.

"Some of the aussie girls are dragging us to a kids soccer game today" sam reply's with an exited smile causing kristie to laugh.

"oh cool cool, um i've got to go, i'll be back for dinner" you say quickly checking your phone before walking out the house.

Sam and Kristie sit in silence for a few moments after you left, only now just catching onto your weird behavior.

"She looks tired" Sam murmured with a sad look.

"She hasn't been home that much aswell" kristie adds.

"i'm worried about her kristie" sam says with tears in her eyes

"We'll talk to her tonight okay?"

The changing room erupted in cheers as you walked in causing you to laugh.

"Captains finally here!" one of your teammates cheered as they jumped on your back nearly causing you both to fall on the ground.

You joked around a bit before changing into your gear and leading the team out on the field to warm up. You were confident your team would win today, as the stadium started to crowd your team made your way back into the change rooms for a pre match talk. unknown to you, that the 'kids soccer game' your parents, alanna, caitlin, mackenzie and steph were watching was yours.

To say they were shocked to see you walking the team out with a captains armband was an understatement.

"You didn't tell us y/n was playing!" steph spoke up shocked.

"i- i didnt know" sam says with a mix of shock and guilt.

"she didn't tell you she was playing today?" caitlin asked confused.

"she never told us that she even played soccer at all" kristie said sadly.

"omg she's the captain aswell" macca says pointing to you with a shocked expression.

As soon as the whistle blew you had the ball at your feet, dribbling around players until you were right infront of the goal. The keeper stood no chance as you kicked the ball with a lot of power, hitting the back of the net hard, all in the matter of the first minute. The stadium erupted in loud cheers as your teammates rushed to congratulate you.

The rest of the game consisted of you assisting and kicking most of the goals, ending with a win. As the final whistle blew you threw your hands up in celebration, preparing to be dog piled by your teammates who were all running in your direction. After shaking hands with the other team you were quickly pulled into an after match interview, not realizing that it was going to be shown a large screen so the whole stadium to see.

"y/n how are you feeling about this win"

"words can't even describe how im feeling, our teams gone through a lot of ups and downs to get where we are today and i'm so incredibly proud of each and every one of these girls who played today" you say with pride.

"There was obviously a lot of pressure on you today with both your parents and some matilda girls in the stands, how do you think they're feeling right now?" the interviewer speaks, leaving you in shock.

"er they were watching the game?" you say nervously, not really believing them.

Quickly finishing the interview you rush back into the changerooms, congratulating your team and hurriedly getting changed and making your way back home.

You hear loud voices coming out of the house as you make your way to the front door. Trying to come up with some excuse on why you didn't tell them.

"shit shit shit" you whisper under your breath as you quickly toss your hair in a bun, making yourself at least look a bit more put together before you enter. You open the door quietly and shut it behind you, trying to get to your room without anyone noticing. Your plan didn't work as you heard someone cough behind you.

You turn around to be met with your parents cold expressions, along with the aussie girls behind them who were trying to contain their smiles.

"oh hey what's up" you say casually, walking around them and into the kitchen.

"you play soccer and you didn't even tell us?!" alanna was the one to speak up first as she excitedly ran up to you. You were silent for a moment before nodding your head, filling up a glass of water.

"how long?" sam asks coldly, leaving you a bit confused.

"how long have you been playing for?" kristie speaks up, wearing the same expression as sam.

"since the start of the year" you murmured, not really knowing if you were in trouble or not.

"why didn't you tell us" sam says on the brink of tears.

"didn't think you'd care" you shrug your shoulders casually before entirely changing the conversation.

"now what brings all of yous over" you say with a fake disgusted look towards the rest of the aussie girls in your house.

"oh shut up you love us" macca says as she charges forward and lifts you over her shoulders and starts tickling you, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter. It stops once you realised that macca paused her actions.

"you've gotten lighter" she says as she carefully placed you back on your feet, looking at you with a worried look causing you to roll your eyes playfully.

"i've been working out, need to loose weight somehow" you wink as you lift up your shirt flexing your abs.

"you've been eating aswell right?" steph speaks up as she pushes your shirt back down with a fake disgusted look, causing you to let out a giggle.

"yes stephanie, i do tend to eat food regularly" you say as you roll your eyes and slap her hand away.

"really? because you've barley been home and we don't see you eat" kristie says with her arms crossed.

"That's because your to busy to even notice" you say with a dismissive wave.

They go to say something else before they're interrupted by your phone ringing.

You quickly pick up and put your phone between your shoulder and ear with a smile.

"hey babe" you say happily as you open the fridge and grab an apple, leaving the others shocked by your choice in words.

"babe?" alanna mouthed towards the others who were mirroring the same shocked expression.

"yeah i'll be down there tomorrow. Yeah no of course, that's fine. Don't stress i'll see you soon. bye love."

Sam, Kristie, steph, alanna, caitlin and macca stood quietly as you finally finished your conversation before hanging up.

"babe?!" Kristie was the first to question as you stood quietly, totally forgetting that they were there.

"you know what, i have like a lot of homework to catch up on so i'll see you all later" you say quickly, checking your non existent watch before hurrying off to your room.

"you know what, i think we should leave you guys to carry out the interrogation" caitlin says as she drags the others out the door.

"we'll see you guys later tonight" steph says with a smile.

"text us the deets!" macca and alanna yell in sync before the door shuts behind them, leaving kristie and sam standing there in shock, still trying to process all the information from today.

Once you successfully made it to your room you quickly shower and put on your pajamas. Putting your airpods in and jumping in bed with your laptop and texts books. You turn your music up full blast, trying your best not to overthink what happened today as you start to complete your work. You got a solid half an hour of work done before you were interrupted by a knock on your door causing you to internally groan.

"come in" you yell tiredly as you continue to type.

Sam hesitates to open the door as her and kristie make their way into your room. You don't look up as they take a seat on the end of your bed, continuously typing a paragraph on your laptop. It's only when you hear kristie cough that you draw your attention towards them.

"why didn't you tell us you played soccer?" kristie asks hurt.

"dunno" you say as you shrug your shoulders, rereading the paragraph you had just written.

"we need a proper answer hun" it's sam who talks now, you can tell she was upset about all of this but you couldn't bring yourself to look at her.

"yeah we'll i don't have an answer for you then" you murmured under your breath.

"we all know that a lie" kristie says coldly.

"what's going on with you y/n, your never home anymore and you always come back exhausted. We're worried about you" sam's voice cracks when she talks causing you to look up at her. She looks back at you with teary eyes and a frown on her face. Taking in a deep breath you decide to answer there questions.

"I didn't want yous to find out that i played" you say above a whisper.

"w-what? why not?" sam says sadly.

"I- by the time i was going to tell u you had done your acl sam. I didn't want to make things worse" you whisper vulnerably causing both of there hearts to break.

"A-And the pressure aswell, i figured that if you both didn't know i played then i wouldn't have to deal with yous being disappointed that i'm not as good as you." your voice cracks midway through your sentence as you feel hot tears roll down your cheeks.

Sam and Kristie sat with tears rolling down their cheeks aswell, realizing there was a bigger reason to the secret you kept from them. Before they had the chance to speak you bet them to it, completely building your walls back up and wiping away your tears. Checking your watch and shutting your laptop as you slowly got out of bed, avoiding there stares.

"anyways, moving on" you say as you spring onto your feet, setting your training gear out.

"wait, this is something we need to talk about bub" Kristie says sadly, reaching over to hold sam's hand as she struggles to hold back tears.

"well i apologize but i don't have the time to talk right now, plus your friends are going to be here for dinner soon" you say quickly as you take your current hoodie off, leaving you in a sports bra and training shorts with your back towards them.

You hear them gasp behind you, making you freeze, momentarily forgetting about the large scar on your back.

"shit" you whisper as you quickly grab your training shirt and slide it on. You turn around slowly, more tears and a concerned expression on their faces.

"you have so much explaining to do" sam says as her voice cracks.

"i know, i promise i will tomorrow, but i really have to go now." you say with tears in you eyes, quickly leaning over and kissing them both on the cheek before grabbing your training bag and walking out the bedroom.

"wait where are you going!" kristie calls out as she follows you to the door, sam trailing slowly behind.

"i'll be back before dark!" you call out, breaking into a run as you nearly bump into steph who was just about to knock on the door.

The other aussie girls arrive just in time to see you jogging the opposite direction of the house with your bag in tow, leaving them very confused.

You sprint to the closes pitch, setting up solo drills before putting your earplugs in full blast. You knew you overworked yourself by the end of your personal training. the sun now setting you pack everything up and start the slow walk home. Trying to come up with something to tell sam and kristie.

You enter the house and make your way up to your room unnoticed. Rapidly having a shower and changing into your pajamas you make your way into the living room where Sam, Kristie, Steph, Caitlin, Alanna and Macca were. Not saying a word you quickly slot yourself between your mums, tucking yourselves in there sides and nearly falling asleep there. They all look and each other confused at your state as sam gently shakes you a bit causing you to groan.

"hmm sleep now, talk tomorrow" you say gently as you snuggle into sam more, here wrapping you into a hug as you slowly fall asleep.

"she's overworking herself" Steph says quietly, studying your state.

"i know, she has a massive scar on her back that she hasn't told us about aswell" Kristie says sadly before sam adds

"she hasn't been talking as much lately, keeping secrets instead" she says as she softly kisses your head.

They girls watch with a fond expression towards the scene infront of them.

You know that once you wake up you're going to have to do a lot of explaining, your adoptive parents needing the answers they deserve. But that's tomorrows problem, at the moment your just focusing on getting as much sleep as you can before the dreaded day of tomorrow.

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kamotecue · 8 months

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admiring from afar ✮ k. cooney-cross

pairing: kyra cooney-cross x reader

summary: you’ve had a crush on the australian midfielder ever since the world cup. now that she’s signed at arsenal, you’ve been admiring from afar. english-dutch!reader

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“oh come off it, mate.” you jokingly shove off lotte who looked at you with a soft yet knowingly smile. she knew about your little crush on the aussie midfielder, mainly because you’d always comment on the way she plays.

“i’m just saying, how long will you continue to admire from afar?” lotte asked, as you hummed, certainly deep in thought.

“as long as i have to.” you swiftly stood up to continue the work out session, but from the corner of your eyes, you saw caitlin and kyra playing around with the gymnastic rings.

steph was filming them with a smile, as strawberry kisses was playing in the background. a soft smile made its way to your face as you admired at how much fun she was having.

“she looks cute.” you hummed, before continuing the work out session. lotte was already done with hers, so she was your spotter.

she noticed how kyra turned to look at you, a soft but happy smile was on her face. but you were oblivious as the music was blasting throughout your ears.

when you were done with lifting the weights, lotte assisted you in returning them, talking in dutch not noticing a certain aussie looking at you with a soft smile.

she loved it when you spoke in dutch, even if she didn’t understand it.

“n/n.” you heard kyra’s soft voice called out, as you hummed, taking a small glance at her.

“would you like to have dinner with me?” she asked, as you accidentally slipped over a yoga mat, falling flat on your bum.

you winced as lotte snickered at your clumsiness, you had gotten a bit distracted at her question. kyra had her hand out, as you gladly took it.

“sure, why not.” you said, as she gave you a soft smile.

“het lijkt erop dat je het nu niet van een afstandje zult bewonderen. [it seems like you won’t be admiring from afar now.]” lotte teased in dutch, as viv had her eyebrows raised.

“o, sluit het! [oh, close it!]” you raised your hand to your mouth, as you did the zipping action. it meant for her to stop teasing you, knowing that another person had found out about your crush.

kyra looked at the two of you, her face held confusion but she had a soft smile when she noticed your annoyed look at lotte. viv just hummed before continuing her conversation about taylor swift.

you looked at the clock only to see the time, you were done for the day. lotte gave ruffled your hair before she bid goodbye, giving kyra a soft smile.

“i’ll just finish up, and then we can go to dinner.” you said, as kyra gave you a nod. you had grabbed your airpods and towel, before heading to the locker rooms.

there were only a few kit bags in the locker, seeing that some of your teammates hadn’t left yet. you looked at viv who gave you a small smile.

the thing that you and viv had in common; was that you were both shy. you also found their dynamic a bit cute, as beth was the outgoing one and viv was the more reserved one.

“dus het is een date. [so it’s a date.]” viv teased, as you groaned at her words. you were a bit flustered.

“jij ook niet, ik heb genoeg geplaagd door lotte. [not you too, i’ve been teased enough by lotte.]” viv chuckled at your reaction, before giving you a small smile.

“geniet van het diner, n/n. [enjoy the dinner, n/n.]” you nodded, before headed to the showers. when you were done, you wore high waist black trousers and a grey turtleneck that was long sleeved.

you heard someone hum, as your eyes followed the sound. it was kyra who was ruffling through her kit bag. she looked up and her eyes widened, you felt a bit shy as you avoided her gaze before heading to your own bag.

“ready then?” kyra asked, as you hummed. the whole night you talked about childhood memories, you learnt a few things about her, as she did about you.

and it’s safe to say, that you stopped admiring from afar.

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Eyes Don't Lie 18+

Stina Blackstenius x Reader

A/N: Everything I write is completely fictional and not representative of any player's real personal life! All is created in good fun for entertainment. I hope someone enjoys this because I certainly had fun writing it lol

Word count: 5.3k

Warnings ⚠️ : smut, like a lot of it.

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There was nothing more attractive than seeing your girlfriend shoot the ball perfectly into the top bin, scoring the winning goal for Arsenal. And there was nothing more magnetic than being the one who slotted the ball perfectly towards her, setting her up. The seamlessness with which the two of you worked together on the pitch was something for the papers. Whenever you both appeared it meant trouble—without seeing her you seemed to always know where she was, where to pass to her, if she needed you to dribble out or go wide. You felt as though you might be able to read her thoughts.

Her face was split in a wide grin, arms open wide as she ran from the goal towards the stands. Katie came to pat her cheeks and congratulate her, Caitlin not far behind. You rushed over from across the pitch and she flung her arms open, catching your weight easily and holding you as the rest of the team piled around her. Your arm was wrapped around her shoulders as you looked towards the stands and cheered, feeding off the screams of the fans.

Eventually she let you down and you all began filtering off the pitch—you headed over to sign some shirts and take a few selfies with a group of young girls you had spotted earlier. At one point you caught Stina's eye as she was in the middle of a conversation with a girl about ten who was excitedly gushing to your girlfriend. Stina's face was warm, open, kind. You felt an intense affection bloom in your chest. How lucky were you?

You heard the girls in front of you squeal excitedly and you felt Katie put a hand on your shoulder. Her sly grin was flashed your way as you quickly diverted your eyes from Stina.

"Nice assist there," Katie murmured, signing a few autographs herself before the two of you started back to the tunnel. "And your ankle?"

A few months ago you'd been playing Man City, rushing up the right side waiting to pass to Caitlin so she could score when a defender slid through your feet messily, catching your ankle underneath her and fracturing it. You remember the pain, the way the ground rushed towards you and the defender's face as she popped up, terrified both by the crunch you had heard and by Katie heading towards her with red in her eyes. Stina had rushed over immediately, tears in her eyes as you cried out in agony. Her hand had gripped yours tightly as the medics examined you, her biting her lip in an attempt to keep the tears at bay. When the defender had come over to apologize (somehow surviving Katie) Stina's gentle demeanor vanished and she snapped at her to get away. You were out for two months, two miserable months only aided by the blonde's presence by your side.

"All good. Not even a little sore." You smiled at her, touched by how she continued to check up on you. Katie was one of your best mates on the team and had been since your first few days here. She had made you feel at home in London, and you enjoyed her teasing almost as much as her sweet side. She slung an arm across your shoulders again, jostling you playfully.

The two of you showered and began to get changed along with the rest of the girls in the locker room. You and Katie continued to shoot shit about the game and a few other subjects before Stina wandered in. Her eyes were immediately on you as you slid a sweater over your slightly damp skin. It was hers, technically, as was evident by the fact that you had to roll the sleeves up to even let your hands poke through. You typically styled yourself in oversized tops so it might not be obvious to most that it was hers—but she knew immediately. You had taken it last time you were at her place, trying to enjoy having her scent on you as long as possible.

You heard Katie snicker behind you. Stina seemed to snap out of it and moved to the showers herself. Once she was gone you shoved Katie's shoulder.

"Fuck off," you rolled your eyes.

She continued to laugh.

"Don't forget to congratulate Stenius on her goal tonight."

You flipped her off and grabbed your bag, sending Stina a text that you would be in the car waiting for her. Nobody questioned the fact that you drove her from practice fairly often. She wasn't used to driving on the left side of the road yet and she lived on the way back to your place. You hadn't told the team you were together yet. Something about keeping it secret made it feel more sacred. It was just for the two of you (and Katie, who had figured it out immediately when Stina could barely get through a night next to you on the couch at team movie nights.)

Veen kept you company in the lot until Stina showed up fifteen minutes later. The only other German speaker on the team, it was always nice to chat with her and get a break from the constant English. No matter how used you were to speaking it at this point, slipping back into German felt like being home. That was part of the reason you were trying to learn some Swedish—you wanted to understand the language Stina thought, dreamed, and grew up in.

"Fährst du über Weihnachten zurück nach Deutschland?" She asked.

"Bin ich nicht so sicher," you had wondered if Stina would ask you to join her in going to Sweden for Christmas, but you didn't want to push her. "Wahrscheinlich."

You spotted Stina coming out of the facilities and raised your hand to wave so she could see where you were.

"Oder Schweden?" Veen said under her breath, trying not to laugh.

"Was bedeutet das denn?"

"Deine Augen lügen nicht. Tschüss!" She bid you goodbye, leaving you to wonder if you were really so obvious every time you looked at Stina. Did your whole team think you were fawning helplessly over her?

Stina waved goodbye to Veen as she approached you, pulling you into a hug.

"That was a great goal" you complimented her.

"And a great assist," she blushed, "sorry I'm late, I had to do a few short press things."

You waved her off, gesturing for her to get in the car. Once you were inside she laced your fingers together.

"Leah said the girls are going out to celebrate the win tonight, do you want to go?"

"Sure, for a bit. If that works for you?"

Stina was looking at you intensely, her eyes on your lips. She nodded wordlessly.

"I want to kiss you."

You pressed a kiss to her knuckles, licking the skin there as you pulled back.

"Yuck!" Stina wiped her hand on your jeans, rolling her eyes at you. "You look good in my sweater… I —" she cut herself off.

You were accustomed to the electricity after the two of you played well together. But today Stina seemed particularly ready to have you. You put the car in drive and left the parking lot, pulling her in for a kiss the minute you could.

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The bar was bustling already at ten when you showed up. Stina had said she would meet you there since it was right by the tube station and parking would be hell anyway. You'd still driven, not wanting to deal with worrying about catching it on the way back. And parking was hell, as usual in London, but eventually you'd found a spot on the street.

Leah greeted you as you walked in, congratulating you again on your performance. The rest of the girls were gathered around a few tables, the alcohol already flowing for some of them. You didn't drink much, particularly not during the season. But it was officially winter break, so you figured one glass couldn't hurt. Leah handed you a beer and toasted to your "magical" left foot.

"Stina's here by the way, she's just getting us a few more drinks." Leah practically yelled into your ear.

You didn't even have time to ask her why she assumed you were looking for Stina before Katie swept in.

"Finally, the German drinking some beer! I was beginning to think maybe it was a fake accent this whole time."

"It's as real as that English you supposedly speak." You teased back.

"Oi, if it weren't for this lot and their silly language," she pointed towards Leah, "I'd be speaking Irish right now."

The three of you continued to bicker until Leah was dragged away by Lia and you finally caught a glimpse of Stina. She looked stunning in her short sleeved sweater and a pair of tight jeans.

"Don't forget to breathe." Katie flicked your temple. "You look fit too." She assured you, capturing the belt loop of your slacks and spinning you. "I'm sure she's just dying to get a piece of that."

"You are a menace, Katie."

You felt Stina's hand at your waist. She was more bold with Katie around—possibly a mixture of security because Katie already knew about the two of you, and a bit of jealousy at how easily Katie touched you.

"Hi." She said practically into your ear. Her breath tickled your skin.

"Hey." You mumbled back, covering her hand at your waist and keeping it there.

Katie took her cue to wander off, leaving you two.

"Do you want to dance?" Stina asked.

"I think I'll say hi to everyone first, give me 15 minutes?" You met her eyes and had to hold back the urge to kiss her. It was an occupational hazard at this point.

The dance floor was big enough that nobody was packed together, something you appreciated. Leah knew all of the best bars in town, and you trusted her judgment implicitly for reasons like this. Stina was behind you, her arm slung across your chest so that her hand rested on the opposite shoulder. You were more of a dancer than she was, but the two of you swayed to the beat just fine. It was mostly Latin music that they played here which suited you just fine. You weren't really listening to it much anyway with Stina's warmth against your back.

"Hey! Stina you've got to share!" Katie called, "just give me one dance?"

Stina shrugged, releasing you to Katie. You knew she would rather have kept you to herself, so you turned around and blew her a kiss promising to be right back.

Katie could dance surprisingly well, though you supposed most people wouldn't have pegged you for a dancer either. Después de la Playa by Bad Bunny came on and Katie began twirling you around, the two of you doing your best to keep up fluidly with the music. You distantly heard a whistle from someone, you figured Beth.

Katie spun you in her arms, pulling you back into her chest as the song drew to a close. You were breathing heavily because of the combination of the exertion and the stale, sweaty air in the bar. You could feel Katie's heart pounding in her chest too.

"She gets pouty when she's jealous."

You looked to the side of the dance floor where you'd left Stina to find her chatting with Lia, throwing glances your way every few seconds. Katie was right, she looked a bit like a child that had had its candy taken from them.

"Go back over there and kiss it better." Katie made obnoxious kissing noises in your ear and unwrapped her arms from around you.

You gave her a playful shove and turned to go back to Stina. She was staring dead at you, the conversation with Lia abandoned. You admired the curve of her lips as she smiled at you, stretching a hand out for you to take.

"You've got to teach me to dance like that." She said, the smile still not gone from her lips. "You looked gorgeous." The last part she whispered into your ear, leaning down to do so. Her hand remained entwined with yours. Nobody was looking, but you were still surprised how open she was being. You knew she hadn't been drinking much—drunk Stina was an entirely different beast.

"I need to get a bit of fresh air."

You said it to Stina, then signaled to Katie that you were going outside. It was a rule that nobody left without telling the rest of the group they were going to do so. You all kept an eye on each other.

The London air slapped you in the face as you opened the door to the street. It was cold, snow coated the ground in a thin sheet that promised ice underneath it. Stina had been smart enough to grab her jacket before heading out, but you were here in just your turtleneck. A few people were smoking at the opposite corner of the building, all huddled around a lighter. The bouncer sat bored on his chair. Cars raced by and a few people strolled along the street. It was late, at least past midnight. You tugged Stina to the more secluded alley to her left.

“Come here baby.” She whispered, wrapping her arms gently around your shoulders and pulling you under her coat.

This was her, mild mannered, quiet, calm. Your gentle giant. Stina was so sweet, so awkward at times that you couldn’t help but be endeared by her constantly. How could you not?

"Warmer?"

You nodded, moving in closer to her. She rubbed your back. Her heartbeat was steady underneath you.

When you pulled back slightly you could see the way her eyes were a few shades darker than normal, the way her breath came a bit quicker. This was her too—wanting and ready and dominant. Gentle still, but this too. You felt her hand move to your waist, tightening there slightly.

“What is it, Stina?” You asked coyly, kissing her chastely on the lips.

The other hand at your shoulder moved to the back of your neck, holding you possessively. The noise of the club filtered through your awareness briefly. Her fingers massaged your scalp, nails scratching lightly.

“Stina…” you trailed off, your head finding her shoulder. You could feel yourself beginning to flush, heat rushing down into your belly as she held you close. Images of her goal from earlier flashed through your mind. The cheering from the fans. How she caught you in her arms. The sheen of sweat on her brow as she smiled, high off of the adrenalin.

“I want you.” She murmured.

You groaned lowly. You did more than want her. You needed her, needed her hands all over you, her mouth as well. Needed the press of her skin against yours like a balm to burn.

One of her hands traveled under the shirt you had on, finding the plane of your stomach. Her hands were predictably cold and you shivered. You could see her grin.

“I need you, Stina.”

She brought your lips together again, pulling you flush against her.

“Let’s go.”

You expected to walk to the car, but were surprised by Stina lifting you up onto her hips, one arm under your ass as she nonchalantly walked to your car. For all of the teasing your height incurred, it was moments like these that you were thankful for the height difference between you and Stina. She could manhandle you as she liked with little to no issue. And you had no problem letting her.

Your head fit into the crook of her neck and you spent your time placing small kisses and nips there. Stina's grip on you tightened until you thought you might have fingerprints on your skin.

You were at the car before you would've liked. The air sliced you raw as you pulled away from her. You had half the mind to pull her into the backseat and return to your spot on her lap. You imagined how the car would fog in the frigid winter air. How Stina's breath would sound in your ear, the mouth at your breast, fingers at your core, dancing up your wet thighs and dipping inside of you. And how Stina would look up at you, eyes dark. How she'd tell you how beautiful you looked, how much she wanted you. What her face would look like when you said you needed her inside of you. For all the poise she had, some things would make even her composure crack.

"Come on älskling," she opened your door and ushered you in.

Her hand found your thigh once she was in the passenger seat next to you. You enjoyed the weight of it there. It never once moved, Stina was too careful to distract you now, but its firm touch still had your belly alight.

Your phone buzzed in the cup holder between the two of you. You met Stina's eyes and nodded that she could check—at this time of night only certain contacts passed your do not disturb.

"It's a message from Katie."

Whatever it was, Katie was surely taking the piss out of you. Often she sent you the most unattractive pictures of you during the game, mid kick or otherwise.

Stina held the phone up for you to look at once you stopped at a red. It was a photo of you someone had snapped after the game while you were glancing at Stina with the fans. In the photo it wasn't clear what you were looking at, but the look on your face could be described only as adoration. Underneath the picture Katie had written "Stina is a lucky bastard" And a few moments later continued with, "be careful with the staring though, too long and it might stick."

You chuckled, fixing your eyes back on the road with an exasperated smile. Stina remained quiet beside you. You gave her a quick look when she didn't say anything.

"Everything all right?"

She nodded, flashing a quick smile but still you knew something was off.

"I didn't realize that's how you looked at me… of course I saw it but I didn't really think about it until now."

You weren't sure what she meant, and it worried you a bit. Had you done something wrong or freaked her out?

"Can you pull over?" Stina asked once you had come to a quieter street.

You quirked an eyebrow at her but nodded. Once the car was in neutral on the shoulder she lunged for you, pulling you into a heated kiss. Her hand moved to the inside of your thigh, curling around it possessively. Her lips were firm and soft and her tongue was insistent.

"Jag älskar dig." She whispered.

You looked at her with wide eyes.

"Really?"

She nodded, kissing you again.

"Jag älskar dig."

"Jag med. Ich liebe dich, Stina."

She kissed you once more, then sat back in her seat and left your swollen lips alone. A moment later she erupted into giggles. A hand reached out to stroke your face.

"I love you… it's nice to say." She gave you a smile that melted your heart. Her hand cupped your cheek and she spoke again.

"We need to get home so I can fuck you."

You shivered, putting the car in drive.

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You reached your apartment ten minutes later. Each second that ticked by had the anticipation in your chest rising. You could hardly look at Stina for fear you would give up and park the car somewhere and beg her to fuck you there. She loved you. Of course she did, Katie would say. Everything she did showed it. But now the words were in the open. You felt as though your chest might burst.

The hand at your thigh continued to rest firmly there, its presence keeping you from rubbing your thighs together to alleviate some of the ache between them. Stina was sly, you knew. Her sweetness didn’t make her any less of a tease when she wanted.

You practically sprinted up the steps to your place on the third floor, Stina not far behind you. Once you nearly stumbled and her hands shot out to steady you, the grip on your waist burning your skin.

“Careful, söta. No need to rush.”

You slowed a bit after that, slotting the key into your lock as best you could with Stina’s hand on your back as you did so. You hadn’t felt this turned on, maybe ever. And Stina hadn’t even touched you.

Once the door was shut behind the two of you and you were finally alone, secluded from the prying eyes and teasing remarks from others, you felt almost overwhelmed with freedom. Stina clearly didn’t feel the same and knew exactly what she wanted. She pushed you back against the door, one of her hands cradling the back of your head so it didn’t hit the wood, and kissed you. This was much slower and more passionate than any of the kisses you had shared thus far—she took her time exploring your mouth and sucking on your bottom lip before moving to your neck.

“Stina—” you groaned, pressing your hips up into her.

She responded by grabbing your thighs and lifting them up so you could link your ankles behind her back. She put a hand on the door next to your head, holding you up easily while continuing to kiss you.

"You feel so good…" you murmured when she moved her lips to your neck.

You could feel her smile into your skin. You slid your hands under her sweater, running your hands along the muscles that flexed under her skin. She was gorgeous, and you could hardly believe this was actually happening. Even after nearly a year together.

You felt yourself be lifted off of the door. Stina continued to suck at your neck as she carried you to the bedroom—only pausing to push open the door and shut it behind her. Then you were both on the bed, scrambling to get each other's clothes off as fast as possible.

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Through the haze of your own lust you felt Stina grind against the thigh you had slotted in between her legs. Your hands were at her breasts, rolling one nipple harshly as you massaged the other. Your own chest already bore the marks of Stina's mouth, small bite marks adorning your skin where she just couldn’t help herself earlier. All the focus so far had been on you, until now. Stina seemed determined that you were going to cum first. But you'd managed to slow her down long enough to get your turn for a moment.

Your belly burned as you kissed at her skin, still in awe of her all these months later. Her body was perfect. You sucked a bruise into the underside of her breast, soothing it with your tongue after. She had her eyes squeezed shut, mouth slightly open. All of the sudden it didn’t matter how turned on you were, it could wait.

You put a hand on her chest, drawing her attention back to you.

“Let me up.”

Stina immediately moved back, worry present on her face.

“No, no, nothing like that—” you followed her with a hand pressed against her cheek. She was so afraid of hurting you, always had been. Even more so since your injury. “I want to touch you first.”

Her face went red and her mouth opened in protest, but you hushed her before she could say anything.

“I want my mouth on you. Then you can do whatever you want.”

Stina swallowed harshly and nodded, leaning back on her elbows. You took a second just to look at her, how beautiful she was. Her abs tensed as you traced a line down from her neck to her pelvis, seeking out that shiver of anticipation. You spread her legs, slotting in between them so you could kiss her stomach.

“You’re so gorgeous. You can’t be real.”

You could hear her whimper. She was always a sucker for praise, something you used to your full advantage.

"You smell so good," you kissed up her thigh, "taste so good…" and with that you licked up the length of her, feeling her hands go immediately to your hair.

"Ich liebe dich," you mumbled into her skin as you took a breath. She was already on the edge even though you had hardly the time to work her up. Her thighs trembled under your lips.

"I love you too," she replied, bringing a hand from your hair to your lips to trace them. You pressed a kiss to her palm, taking one of her fingers into your mouth as your hand slipped down to tease her. She groaned, her eyes rolling upwards. With a gentle bite you pulled your mouth away and returned to her cunt.

Not long after, with two of your fingers inside of her, she clenched and came all over your hand. You kissed her belly and worked her down slowly, still drawing lazy circles around her clit until she ushered you upwards into a kiss. She moaned at the taste of herself on your lips.

The hand that you had resting on her thigh moved closer to her center again, slowly, so Stina had the chance to push it away if she wanted. Usually the two of you could go quite a while, certainly longer than one round. But still, you were careful. You could hear Stina's breath pick up again as she panted next to your ear, the kiss abandoned. Your fingers swiped through her already sensitive folds and pressed lightly on her clit, making her hips jump.

"Älskling—" she groaned.

You didn't waste time teasing her further. She was hypersensitive from her previous orgasm and all it took were a few firm circles around her clit for her to be gripping your shoulder with her lip between her teeth. You leaned down to kiss her again, sure she would worry her lip raw if you let her.

Two more passes of your fingers and she clamped her thighs around your hand, the second orgasm rushing through her.

"Jesus…" she muttered, laying one hand over her eyes as she let out a small laugh. "Hon kommer att döda mig."

You brought your fingers to your mouth, sucking them clean before resting next to Stina. Your head lay on her chest, listening to her heart.

"förhoppningsvis inte," you replied, kissing her chest sweetly.

She looked down at you a bit confused.

"Du förstår mig?"

You nodded, pressing a kiss to her lips.

"How?"

"Amanda's been helping me. Surprise." You smiled.

Stina seemed shocked, and you couldn't help but giggle. Suddenly she grabbed your face and kissed you roughly, pulling away and placing your foreheads together.

"You're amazing. How did I get so lucky?"

You shrugged, pulling her back in for another kiss. You felt one of her hands travel to your ass. Stina palmed at the muscle there and you hooked a leg over her waist to get a bit more friction. Your arousal—which had been at the back of your mind as you focused on Stina's pleasure, made itself known once more.

You couldn't help but grind down on Stina's hip bone below you, nearly crying out at the relief it provided you. Suddenly it seemed you might die if you didn't get Stina's hands on you. You felt frantic.

"Stina, please." You begged, rolling your hips once more.

Stina herself seemed in awe of how needy you were. She shushed you gently, running her hands soothingly through your hair. She could surely feel how wet you were, it was smeared over her abdomen and painted your thighs. All because of her.

"I've got you baby." She assured, pulling herself up into a seated position with you on her lap. You were once more reminded of the game, being wrapped in her strong arms as the two of you soaked in the roars of the crowd. This was better than that by a mile. You'd give up the sport every time where Stina was concerned.

"I don't think I can take it." You didn't think you were making much sense anymore, your head foggy as Stina kissed your breasts. All you knew was you needed her, needed more, an impossible amount.

Stina sucked harshly on one of your nipples, her hands guiding you hips downward on one of her thighs. She flexed it, and you moaned. You could cum like this. You would.

At some point during your orgasm, Stina pulled away from your chest and wrapped her arms around you. She held you like that, whispering things you couldn't understand in your ear, as you rode through one of the most intense orgasms you'd ever had.

"That was…" Stina trailed off, her face blushing bright red.

You weren't sure what to say. The heat remained simmering lowly in your belly, your heart beating rapidly. Stina’s hands had found your waist again, rubbing gentle circles there.

"Do you need more?" She asked, a bit of pride hidden in her voice.

You nodded. You weren't sure you could form a sentence in English.

The hand at your waist moved to your center, swiping through the wetness there. Stina looked up at you once more, her eyes diverting from where they'd been intensely watching her fingers. Her usual bright blue was darkened to a color that reminded you of the sea near where you grew up. You wanted to tell her but weren't sure how. All you could do was hold on for dear life as you were thrown back into the waves.

"Lie down." Stina said, helping you lie back against the pillows. "I'm going to eat you out."

Hearing her say it so plainly somehow made it even hotter. And the view of her face between your thighs… you maintained eye contact as she lowered her head, diverting her mouth at the last second to suck at the skin of your thighs. She bit down, not hard enough to hurt but enough to sting. Surely a bruise would greet you tomorrow morning.

"Stina…" you begged.

Finally, after giving you a hickey on the other thigh, she pulled your clit into her mouth and sucked. Thankfully she had the foresight to hold your hips down as you had no control over how they bucked up.

She spread you open and took you apart, exploring you with her tongue, her fingers, until you thought you might really lose your mind.

"Jag älskar dig" she whispered one last time before setting a punishing pace against you. Next time you'd ask her if she wanted to try the strap, the image of her strong abs pushing inside of you painted behind your eyelids. You were begging in German now, any and all chance of your translating gone. A moment later, the rubber band inside you snapped.

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Stina's arm was slung across your waist as she held you close to her chest. Both of your breaths had settled, and the mood had calmed. She was laying on her back, you played with the ends of her hair mindlessly, not thinking about much besides how happy you were.

"I wanted to ask you something." Stina said quietly, and you tilted your head to look up at her.

"What is it?"

Her bashfulness was back, and the beginnings of an embarrassed smile started on her face.

"Would you want to come to Sweden and be with my family for Christmas?"

After a beat she looked down at you, waiting for your answer. But you didn't need to say anything—it was all in your eyes.

"Of course."

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