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anadiasmount · 9 months

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Hi! If you still take requests can you do a bf christian pulisic headcanons please? I don’t see a lot of them for him 🥺

christian as a boyfriend ❣️

would always keep a hand on you every where you go. his love language is touch, so it can be, holding ur hand in public, on ur thigh, when your sleeping a hand around ur waist, a hand on your butt when he becomes possessive bc ik he is.

he kisses you softly, a hand on you hip and the other one resting on your cheek. as much as you love his gentle and soft kisses, you can’t help but enjoy the heated ones as well.

his heated kisses where he starts kissing ur neck all the way up to ur jaw, kissing the corners of your mouth before connecting your lips together. he especially loves bitting ur bottom lip and pulling it back, watching as you blush beneath his touch, his hand slightly around your throat with the smallest pressure. “god baby look at you. so pretty for me.”

bf!christian where he takes pictures of you secretly every where you are. you could be simply washing dishes or cooking but there he is with his phone. when grocery shopping and ur picking our sweets and crisps, you driving, you dancing freely to music. when you’d ask him he would shrug it off. “took it while you weren’t looking.”

during important events, he would spoil you, sometimes hiring a makeup and hairstylist for you, buying you a new pair of heels and dress. surprising you with a pair of earring and a necklace with his initial bc ur his. “don’t take it off. everyone needs to know ur mine, and only mine.”

i just know he’d be possessive about you in every aspect. you making small convo with the man at the bakery and he’s just there looking at him with a smug. at the gym where he towers you and covers you from anyone’s view. when taking a mirror selfie he places a hand around ur waist or on your boob. “gotta remind them, that’s all.”

on a rainy day he’s extra snuggly. you’d spend your day cleaning and then lay on the couch. make cookies and light his favorite candle. as much as he loves being big spoon, he feel safe and sound in ur arms. christian’s head on your chest while you draw small shapes on his back.

he knows how anxious you can get especially when it’s a place that’s super crowded so he’d tell you to trace his tattoos, and kissing ur temple every now and then. “trace them baby. distract yourself from them. it’s just me and you... i love you prettygirl.”

he’s a super private person like you, so date nights at home are special to him. you teaching him how to cut the vegetables required, telling him to mix the food in the pan/ pot. when everything is done, he grabs ur hand and brings you into him, dancing softly in the kitchen, hearing him sing to you.

when visiting the states, he takes you on his boat, spending the whole day swimming, reading, playing chess bc he taught you, and then helping him grill (bc he’s a grilling dad at heart). you would take pictures of him in the sunset, lay together with a blanket keeping you warm, and kiss him bc you truly can’t help it. “so handsome baby. cant get enough of you…”

christian bf where he gives you his jersey to wear and expect you to show it off. it drives him insane, especially when ur hair is up and it gives him a view of you small ear tattoo and on your neck as well. when ur alone he would definitely kiss them and just be in a horny mood. “yk how much i love when ur hair is up y/n… especially with my name on ur back. ur killing me out there.”

when the two of you can’t sleep, you spend hours discussing ur futures together. the two of you sacrificing to stay together, so anywhere he goes you go. talks about having kids, owning a ranch looking home, a big dog to protect you and the kids when he isn’t home. taking more vacations, to places YOU want to go to. “anything and anywhere you want, baby. you name it and i’ll give it to you.”

bf christian where he kisses your knuckles randomly, and you blushing bc it causes you off guard.

when he sleep you just fall deep in concentration at his beautiful face. ur eyes drawing back and forth from his small scars, to his freckles which you adore. the moles, the faint wrinkles, his stubble 😵‍💫

you begging him not to shave but he still does so bc he loves seeing you all pouty and moody. “sorry baby, but i just hate it.”

getting a tattoo that’s sort of dedicated to you. and when he finally tells you he’s just laughing at ur shocked face.

i just know when he’s drunk, he’s constantly wanting attention, doing things to show off, making you laugh by his dad jokes, and just being all soft and gentle. “baby watch this… i bet you haven’t heard this one… just hold me, need to feel you against me…”

him just praising you for everything, “good girl princess… being such a good girl for me… look at you baby, doing so good for me…”

him handing you his hoodies bc of how easily you get cold. knowing he gets mad when you stick ur cold toes in his warm skin, groaning at the contact. “baby! no pls stop… it feels cold.”

christian bf where he buys you the book you add to ur wishlist and when you’d ask how he knew, he would confess that he just knows. but since he loves spoiling you, he would look through that list specifically.

CHRISTIAN WEARING JEWELRY 😵‍💫😵‍💫 a watch specifically, or rings and it makes you go insane.

bc christian purposely wearing no shirt when around you, watching how you get all shy and innocent, but you just adore his back muscles, and his abs. dragging your small hand around his soft and warm skin, knowing he will get goosebumps.

bf christian having to wake up early for training, so he leaves notes for you reminding you how much he loves you, stuff you need for the house, or that he left coffee/ breakfast for you.

bf christian always being down to watch old movies with you. but instead of watching the movies he just pays attention to your eyes growing wide at ur favorite scenes or lines, ur smiles growing wide, holding you when you hysterically cry at certain scenes.

christian bf becoming so sad and scared that he’s going to lose you one day, even crying bc he never wants to let you go. “i can’t help it baby. if you were to ever leave idk if i could cope without you. pls promise me you won’t leave me? ever? i love you babygirl. want you all to myself.”

these are all i could come up with for now :( but i want to make another one bc i enjoyed making this one!! sorry if it’s short but this is how i picture bf christian 🤭❣️

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19ndonboy · 8 months

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it’s like i’m seventeen - christian pulisic (smau)

note: another one!!! who would’ve thought. i tried to add a bit more to this concept and i’d love to receive feedback <3

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pulisicsgirl · 21 days

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Don't know if you're looking for more concepts, but... Just thinking about Chris after that goal yesterday and some mildly dirty jokes about it taking him just 6 minutes to score. 🫣 Cant believe I'm saying this.

Oh my gosh wait I love this 🤭🤭🤭

Like early on in the season, you would’ve been super cautious with making jokes about anything surrounding football, given that he had left such a difficult season with Chelsea, and he needed as much encouragement as you could possibly give him

But now, its further into the season and he’s doing really well and gaining a lot of his confidence back, so you feel like you can finally poke fun at him again

So when you finally meet him after the game, after he’s showered, and the two of you are walking through the halls of the stadium toward the car park so you can leave, he’s being teasingly cocky, asking what you thought of his performance with a sly grin

So you put on your best face, shrugging and tell him “yeah, I guess I should be used to you finishing things in 6 minutes by now” as you shake your head

His mouth just drops open in mock offense before he’s grinning and pinching your sides as you run away from him. He catches up to you when you reach his car and he pushes your back up against it, tickling you and telling you to “take it back!” between both of your giggles

You finally give in, pushing him off of you and begrudgingly admitting that he lasts plenty long in the bedroom. He lets you go, pinching your bum as you pass him to get in the car, and he’s mumbling under his breath “let’s go home and I’ll show you ‘six minutes’…”

#h concepts #christian pulisic

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avalentina · 15 days

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Welcome To Football Baby Girl

NewDad!Christian x Goalkeeper!reader

Just a little thing I had the urge to type out while watching Serie A today and seeing another player carrying their little "player escort" out onto the pitch

This takes place in the Fiance!Christian x Goalkeeper!reader universe I'm writing currently.

Reader wears the No. 1 for the Inter Milan Women and the USWNT

Word count: 329 (it just made me smile ok)

ENJOY! -Ava

Warnings: None (I think), I guess implied p in v (they have a daughter), mild teasing (poking fun at Weston and Tim)

You and Christian welcomed your first child just over twelve weeks ago, a sweet baby girl and he is obsessed. Just as she is very much a ‘Daddy’s Girl’. You and him have been talking about doing her first major social appearance with each of you and after doing some looking into things Christian made a suggestion, “What about dressing her tiny little self up in a onesie version of a team's kit and having her be our escort? Theo did it with his son against Lecce and it was adorable. The press and fans on both sides loved it.”

“Don't you guys have a Juventus game coming up?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Then at least we can doll her up in a McKennie kit. She did cling to Wes when he came in to meet her. She wasn't a big fan of Tim though.”

“Poor Tim. Wes will get a kick out of that though and probably get her a new one every time she outgrows it. You know that right?”

“Yep. And when I battle AC next we'll put her in yours.”

Christian smiles wide, having an even better idea.

“We need to find infant keeper gloves. I've got the derby on the 22nd.”

“Fuck, that's right. But only the keeper's escort wears the keeper kit.”

“I’ll take care of it. I'll get myself maneuvered next to Mike and swap him for the anthem. He'll love it.”

“Let's put Pulisic on the back and see if anyone spots it.”

“I have to say, I'm so happy you decided to use it in matches.”

“Why wouldn't I tie myself to ‘Captain America' in yet another way?”

Christian gives a smiling “mhmm” before kissing you senseless and hoisting you up onto the counter, stepping between your legs and just starts sliding a hand lower when you're interrupted by the baby monitor app crackling to life.

“Looks like Chelsea's awake.” You say before heading upstairs to get her. Christian following close behind.

Feedback Appreciated. This is the first of hopefully many that will be posted for Christian. It technically takes place after they officially tie the knot so I hope you liked that little bit.

Hope you enjoyed!

-Ava

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julianalvarez9 · 1 year

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give me dad!pulisic now 😭

headcanons: dad!christian

author's note: brought this onto myself, didn't i? ANYWAYS

he's such a girl dad????? don't know why

would look at his daughter like this all the time 😭

FULL ON HEART EYES

he'd cry the first time he gets to hold her at the hospital 😭

since we know he's into music he would sing to her. all. the. time

maybe even before she's born too !!!

maybe one day you're a bit grumpy bc she's kicking you so much

and he would not know what to do to help 😭

he'd pull out his guitar and sing to you to try and make it all a bit better

but it works to calm your kid too 😭

"you're already calming her down, baby".

he'd be soooo present, even if he's bit physically there with the away games an all

always sending texts like "how are my two favourite girls doing? thinking of you <3"

you're always sending him pics of what she's doing!!!

his teammates looooove her too

she's a bit shy at first, hiding on his neck and not wanting to let go

mason always gifting her toys to become her favourite uncle

her joining practice once they're done and would all play with her

"daddy, i want to be a footballer like you"

HE WOULD MELT!!!!

always playing together in the backyard 😭

i'll stop now i'm too emotional to go on

#football imagine #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic imagine #dad!christian concepts #christian concepts

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notsoattractivearenti · 5 months

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Annie, what if Christian rapes you? What would you do?

tw: rape

excuse my strong language but why the fuck would you ask this in the first place? are you aware this can be triggering for some people? or how bad it could affect me if it was a trigger for me? be fucking considerate can’t be the hardest thing to do. rape isn’t a thing you can just randomly ask anyone to “imagine”! the way you’d even ask me about what i’d do if my goddamn football crush raping me is seriously fucked up!

so please, for whoever sent this ask or anyone who sees this post, don’t ever, even dare to send such “scenarios” again. we’re just having fun with the imagines, keep it positive. tumblr should be a safe space for everyone, and i intend to keep my blog that way. know there are appropriate limits, so rape, SA, domestic violence, etc aren’t something you can just casually throw around to imagine. you’re a human being, use your fucking common sense.

#don’t be a heartless ignorant idiot #i love doing imagines/concepts with you guys but this isn’t definitely intolerable #>> gah i meant to write ‘it is definitely intolerable’#ask #christian pulisic #>> putting his tag so the fans who are going through this tag aware about this

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renasonworldx · 2 years

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send in requests and asks ❤

open to asks and requests

always a safe space if you need somebody to talk to hope you're okay xx

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thoseboysinblue · 5 months

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What Nobody Sees

Part 1

Christian Pulisic x reader

You have unexpectedly found yourself tangled up in a long-term situationship with Christian.

Word count: 4700+

Warnings: Swearing, smut (under 18 DNI)

Song Inspo: Sin So Sweet by Warren Zeiders

Requested: No

Author's note: The original concept for this is based on a dream I had. Once I heard the song, I knew it was an immediate fit. This will be a multi-part series. Thank you, as always to @neverinadream for helping me to flesh this out. Hope you enjoy! Feedback is always appreciated!

September 2023

Why does he always have to be one of the last ones to arrive? You think to yourself as you wait impatiently in your room trying to distract yourself with plans for tomorrow's training session.

Yesterday, you had busied yourself with greeting the other players as they arrived for the September training camp and upcoming international friendlies. Last night you ate dinner with a few of the guys, joining them for a few card games after dinner before trying to get some sleep.

Today seems to be dragging though as you are anticipating Christian's arrival. Even though you know the arrival schedule like the back of your hand, having studied it time and time again, you still find your self glancing between the schedule and your phone as the minutes tick by slower and slower.

A quiet knock at the door, pulls your attention away from your work. You immediately know who it is from the two quick knocks a short pause and two more knocks in succession.

You take a minute to shake yourself free of the smile that has spread on your face and collect your thoughts.

"You couldn't even greet me in the lobby like the rest of the staff," he drawls, pulling you into a hug and burying his face into your neck.

"You weren't supposed to be here for another hour, you could've told me you were getting in earlier," you say, pulling back from him to look him in the eyes.

"My flight got cancelled, so I booked a private, no one told you?" he grins, nudging your nose with his.

"No, no one told me, including you," you say with a bit of an eye roll.

"Maybe I wanted to see you for the first time since June in private, and not with everyone there watching," he smirks at you.

"Yeah, why's that?" you can't help but let the corners of your mouth draw upwards into a faint smile.

"So I could do this," he says, leaning in and closing the distance between your faces as he slides his hand around the back of your head and presses his lips to yours gently.

Butterflies immediately swarm in your stomach. This isn't like him, he's never affectionate like this with you, and he's breaking the unspoken rule the two of you seem to have regarding kissing.

Stop it. Stop it y/n. He just hasn't seen you in a while. He's just horny and this means nothing. It can't mean anything.

You break away from him naturally, both of you sharing a brief smile.

"Well I'm glad you finally made it," you say turning towards your bed as he follows behind you, "the other Italy boys got here yesterday but they said you had to go home first before coming to camp, everything ok?"

Small talk is easy between you and Christian. You were friends before you unexpectedly found yourselves falling into bed with one another every time he was at training camp with the US. Now here you were, this undefined situation you were in having carried on for just over a year. You were his training camp hook up, you assumed he had someone just like you waiting in Florida and probably in Milan by now as well.

You were a convenience, a way to fulfill his needs while he was busting his ass for the national team, and you weren't going to turn down the mind blowing sex you'd been having with him, so it worked out for you as well.

However, he never made you feel like you were just one of many, even though you figured you probably were. The thought of him sleeping with anyone else didn't bother you too much as you'd sworn you wouldn't catch feelings for him because they would definitely be unrequited. He couldn't see you like that. You were you, he was him, he was miles out of your league, except when he was on international duty. Then, for just that brief time, you could pretend a small part of him belonged to you.

"Everything's fine, my sister just wanted to have a belated 1st birthday party for Avery, and I guess an early birthday party for me," he says turning you to face him.

You reach for the hem of his shirt, assuming you know what he's here for until he grabs your wrist.

"That's not why I'm here, I just came by to say hi. I've got to go do some media stuff," he smiles softly at you.

"Already?" You question and he nods, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his hand grazing your jaw, sparking the butterflies again. Those damn butterflies. "Guess that's what happens when you're the star of the show," you chuckle at him.

"I'll text you later, you joining the team for dinner or do you want me to make an excuse to order room service?" he smiles.

"I was actually thinking I might eat in my room tonight," you shrug at him.

"Well then it's settled, we can eat together in my room," his offer catching you off guard.

"Don't you want to catch up with the guys?" you question him a little puzzled.

"I'd rather catch up with you," he leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead.

"Don't do that," you sigh, resting your forehead against his chest.

"Don't do what?" he says settling his hands over your hips.

"The sweet stuff. You and I both know that's not what this is," you mumble against him.

"Ok" he huffs grabbing a handful of your ass.

"That's more like it," you giggle against him.

"I'll see you later," he says, turning and leaving the room, but not before giving you one final glance, his eyes wandering up and down your body, a body he'd gotten to know almost as well as his own over the past year.

Dieci: Meet me in my room in ten. Everyone is downstairs so you shouldn't have to worry about bumping into anyone 😉

Y/N: 👍🏻

Outside of camp, you and Christian rarely texted. You would occasionally like each other's social media posts, maybe reply to a story, but communication was pretty limited other than that.

You hated that seeing his name flash across your screen made your heart skip a beat lately, because he wasn't yours, not really, and you knew this little game would eventually end between the two of you.

Stepping off of the elevator, you glance quickly down the hallway, making sure you don't see anyone milling about, while a large part of the team knows about your little arrangement with Christian, the staff members do not, and you'd prefer to keep it that way.

You knock quietly on his door, your eyes nearly bulging out of your head when he opens the door wearing only a pair of shorts hanging low on his hips.

He notices the way you're looking at him and gives you a little smirk.

"Jesus Christ what are they feeding you in Italy," you drag your eyes shamelessly over his body reaching out to grab his bicep. "You must be hitting the gym hard over there, Christian, you're huge."

Obviously the physical attraction between the two of you is there or you wouldn't be in this situation, you know he loves it when you praise him in any way, so you never hold back on the compliments.

"Christian, you're huge," he mimics your words, "things I always love to hear," he says winking at you.

"I was referring to your arms," you chuckle.

"Mmmhmm, we will see about that in just a little bit," he says grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the bed, noticing the way your thighs clamped shut at his words, a slight blush painting your cheeks in anticipation. "But first, let's order some food," he says flopping down onto the bed and pulling you with him.

You decide what you want to eat and Christian calls and places the order for room service. "No dessert?" you arch an eyebrow at him.

"Nope. I plan on having dessert before dinner. Maybe twice," he chuckles, settling himself between your legs, his face hovering over yours. He runs his nose over the bridge of your nose, desperate to kiss you, but knowing that's not an option.

You turn your face away from him, fighting your own temptation to give in and kiss him the way you want to. Kissing means feelings, and you cannot allow yourself to fall for him, a move that would surely lead to your heart getting broken.

He resigns to trailing sloppy kisses along your neck, a faint moan escaping your lips when he grazes his teeth over your pulse soothing the sting with his tongue.

"I've missed...." he stops himself when your eyes snap to burn into his, your breath hitching in your throat as you are uncertain of what he's about to confess. "Hearing you moan," he finishes, losing the nerve to tell you he has missed you.

The truth is he has missed you, having not seen you since June. He had invited you to Florida while he was home, wanting a chance to spend time with you, away from the prying eyes of the rest of the team. He knew the fact that you had to work the July camp made it impossible but it still stung a bit when you declined his offer.

Everything aside, the two of you never had a conversation about what was going on between you, never made it clear that this was just a hook up and that neither of you were allowed to catch feelings. But he has no idea what you are thinking or where the two of you actually stand.

He slides his hands under your shirt and you sit up enough to allow him to pull it over your head making quick work of taking off your bra as well.

He dips his head to swirl his tongue around your right nipple, his thumb and forefinger rolling the left between them. He licks a stripe between your breasts before pulling your left nipple between his lips.

"Fuck, Christian, I've missed that mouth of yours," you breathe out feeling him smirk against you as he leaves a purple bruise just below your left breast before he kisses his way down your body.

"You've missed this mouth?" he says in a cocky tone tugging at the waistband of your shorts with his teeth, sliding his fingertips under it and waiting for you to lift your hips.

"Yes, I've missed your mouth, but not so much all the talking," you huff as you lift your hips, encouraging him to give you what you really want.

Christian doesn't know it, but you haven't slept with anyone else since you've been sleeping with him, and while you and your vibrator can get the job done, there is no replacement for what he can do to you.

He chuckles as he drags your shorts down your legs, taking your underwear with them, and settling himself between your legs, glancing up to see your eyes burning into his, silently pleading with him.

He presses a kiss to your lower abdomen, then trails his tongue down to your pubic bone, placing another kiss there.

"No, no, no," you whimper, knowing he's planning on teasing you before giving you what you actually want.

"What's the matter, you don't want me to go down on you?" he smirks against your inner thigh, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, I do, please, I don't want you to tease me, it's been nearly two months since I felt your mouth on me, Chris, please, and our food will be here soon, we don't have time," you beg him, knowing it probably won't make a difference, but he has enough power over you to reduce you into a begging mess in a matter of minutes and both of you know it.

"Darlin', you and I both know I can make you cum twice in under ten minutes, we've got plenty of time," he kisses along the inside of your other thigh.

"Your skin is so soft, baby" he nuzzles his face against you before using his tongue to tease your folds apart, carefully avoiding your clit.

"How about instead of teasing me, you see if you can make me cum twice in under 8 minutes," you breathe out, knowing he will have a hard time resisting a challenge.

"I know you say you don't like the teasing, but you actually do like it," he nips at the soft spot just to the side of your entrance pulling a quiet yelp from you, "you're already dripping for me," he barely dips his tongue into you, humming "so sweet," against you.

He glances over at the clock, "eight minutes you said?" You nod, staring him down, "bet you a coffee in the morning I can do it in seven," he winks at you as you buck your hips towards his face when he finally gives in and flicks his tongue over your clit.

"Thank fuck," you groan as your head falls back against the pillows as he chuckles against you before beginning to work you over expertly, more than a year of experience in memorizing your body and how you react to him giving him guidance.

He doesn't even bother with starting slowly, he knows it's not what you need, as he flattens his tongue against you before flicking and sucking at your clit. Glancing up your body he watches as you roll your nipples between your fingers helping yourself along.

"You're so fuckin' hot" he mumbles against you, but continues push you towards the edge. When he's certain you are close, he slides two fingers into you, enjoying the delicious way you clench around them instantly as you let out a gasp.

He curls his fingers against your g-spot pulsing them a couple of times before holding them still and pressing them against your sweet spot while he uses his tongue to bring your high crashing down over you.

He watches as you grip the sheets with one hand, the other moving to rest on top of his head as your back arches off of the bed and his name tumbles out of your mouth as part moan and part sigh.

"Baby, of all the ways I've heard my name fall from that pretty mouth of yours, that might be my favorite," he whispers against you, the softness in his voice sending the butterflies swarming.

You squirm against him when he starts moving his fingers again, not even giving you time to come down from your first orgasm before throttling you towards a second.

"Christian, I can't" you pant out, your head rolling against the pillows when you clamp your eyes shut.

"Y/N, open your eyes and look at me" he says softly, even as he continues his movements, "if you want me to stop, you need to use the safe word, but I know you've got another one for me, I can feel it. If it's too much, say the word, do you want me to stop?"

You shake your head, his voice reassuring you, as you regain your composure. "No, I don't want you to stop, I can handle it." You focus your eyes on his as he changes his position, pulling one leg over his forearm while he kneels on the bed between your legs, the new position causing your hips to tilt upward and his fingers to drive into you at the perfect angle.

"Good girl," he leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, "my perfect good girl," he mumbles as you nod and clench tightly around his fingers.

He flicks his tongue over your nipple, before using his other hand to press down on your lower belly. "What the fuck," you babble somewhat incoherently, the added pressure making everything feel more intense.

When his thumb circles your clit you feel something that you've never felt before. Your body convulses and writhes beneath him you catch one more glimpse of him, an intent look of satisfaction on his face as he knows he's got you exactly where he wants you. Your vision goes dark as you try to get his attention, "Christian, Chris, Chris, baby," the franticness in your voice snapping his focus to your face.

But it's too late, your second orgasm hits you with a ferocity that neither of you were expecting, the intensity of two orgasms mere minutes apart causing you to squirt for the first time ever. It takes you a moment to come to your senses again and realize what just happened.

Christian is still kneeling between your legs as he gently lowers your leg and withdraws his fingers from you, taking in the scene in front of him as it slowly registers.

Suddenly embarrassed, your cheeks flush and you try to move to get out of the bed realizing you've soaked the sheets and him.

"Um, did you just..." Christian looks himself over, placing a hand on your leg to keep you from getting out of the bed, a little embarrassed himself to be asking that question when it's obvious what just happened.

You nod, unable to look at him or speak to him properly.

"Have you ever done that before?" he slides his hand along your jaw tilting your head up to look at him.

"No, never" you shake your head, "has that ever, um, have you ever," you close your eyes, frustrated that you can't get a fucking sentence out. "Have you ever done that to anyone else?" You sigh, opening your eyes to find him staring at you.

"No, that was a first for me, too," he grins proudly, "and don't be embarrassed, that was literally the hottest thing I've ever seen in my life."

You cover your face with your hands as a laugh escapes your lips, but he pulls your hands out of the way, his face now hovering a few inches from yours.

"And you called me baby, you've never called me that before," he smiles broadly at you.

"Surely, I have" you knit your eyebrows together.

"No, I'd definitely remember that, it's been Christian, Chris, an occasional Cap, Captain, or Pulisic, a slew of curse words, but never baby," he leans down, glancing between your eyes and lips, desperate to kiss you.

As you part your lips, almost allowing yourself to give in to him, a knock at the door interrupts you.

He closes his eyes and clenches his jaw, the look of frustration evident on his features.

"That's probably our dinner" he sighs, leaving a lingering kiss on your cheek and running the pad of his thumb over your bottom lip sending a shiver up your spine.

You both get out of bed, Christian throwing the duvet over the mess you'd made while you grab your clothes. He meets you in the bathroom where you are getting dressed and cleans himself up a little before pulling a shirt over his head.

"Good luck with that," you chuckle, nodding towards the visible tent in his shorts as he blushes and attempts to rearrange himself before opening the door to his room.

You stay out of sight until you hear the person delivering your food leave, emerging from the bathroom to find Christian arranging your food onto the small table in his room, random sports highlights playing on the tv in the background.

He glances up and smiles at you as you make your way over to the table. "You ok?" he asks shyly as you nod.

"This looks nice," you smile at him, pouring each of you a glass of water.

You sit down and begin chatting while you eat, catching up on various things and sharing food back and forth when a clip comes on of his interview from earlier in the day spliced in with some of his recent AC Milan highlights.

His attention turns slightly towards the tv and you notice the flicker of a smile that dances on his lips at the praise he's receiving for his recent form. You nudge him with your knee get his attention, "it's been fun watching you enjoy club football again," you smile softly at him as he nods.

"So you've been watching?" he grins.

"I try to catch as many games as I can for everybody, helps me to know what you are looking like prior to getting here," you shrug.

"No other reason?" he narrows his eyes as you shake your head.

"So if several of us are playing in the same time slot, who are you going to watch?" he arches an eyebrow at you noticing the way you drop your gaze to your plate and blush slightly.

He taps his foot against yours, patiently waiting for an answer. When you glance back up at him and smile at him playfully, "Wes of course" you chuckle.

You let out a squeal as he launches himself at you, scooping you up and tossing you on the clean side of the bed. "We both know that's not true," he smiles down at you, "is it?"

"No, it's not," you breathe out as he grazes a kiss to the underside of your jaw.

"You like watching me play, don't you?" he questions you lowly.

"Yes, I've told you that. I think the way you play is creative and beautiful and I'm really glad I get to see it more regularly now," you speak honestly, "and watching you, it makes me horny," you whisper, threading your fingers into his hair.

He smiles against your neck leaving a trail of kisses there before he once again pulls your shirt over your head.

"So sexy," he mumbles against your chest kissing over the tops of your breasts as you take your bra off and toss it to the floor.

"Tell me," he glances up at you before flicking his tongue over your nipple, "what do you do when you're horny for me and I'm thousands of miles away?"

"Wouldn't you like to know," you chuckle. He sits up between your knees, pulling his shirt over his head, a cocky smile spreading over his lips as he notices the way your eyes drag over his body.

"I would actually," he bites his lip as he pulls your shorts and underwear down your legs, "do you think about me when you fuck yourself, y/n?"

The way you blush and look away from him gives him the answer he's craving.

He sheds himself of the remainder of his clothes, his cock springing free as he wraps his hand around it.

"I'll tell you a secret," he groans as you reach for him, wrapping your hand over the top of his, "I think about you, too" he leans down and whispers into your ear, nipping at your earlobe.

"I'm sure you're other girls won't appreciate that," you tilt your head back allowing him more access to your neck.

He continues trailing his tongue along your neck but his mind is going in a million different directions, the two of you have never discussed whether or not you're sleeping with anyone else, but now it's obvious to him that you think he has others, a twinge of jealousy washing over him at the thought of you having others as well.

You push against his chest and he turns to lay on his back, watching as you move to to straddle him, facing backwards. He grabs your wrist and shakes his head, "I want to see you," he says lowly, his eyes darkening, "I want to watch every inch of you while you take every inch of me."

You nod turning to face him, your hands resting on his chest as he lines himself up with your entrance. He grips onto your hip as you sink down on him.

"Baby," a strangled moan escapes his lips as he throws his head back against the pillows and closes his eyes momentarily.

You sit yourself more upright, enjoying the delightfully painful stretch you've missed since the last time you were with him.

"You good?" you ask as his hands skim along your sides coming up to brush his thumbs across your nipples.

He nods as you roll your hips and begin to slowly bounce over him, allowing both of you time to find a rhythm you enjoy.

You can't deny how much you love seeing him like this, hair disheveled, eyes wild, strings of profanities and praises tumbling from his mouth; the usual quiet and reserved side of him melted away.

"God, y/n, you're squeezing me so tight baby, you feel so fucking good," he squeezes into your hips and holds you steady while he thrusts up into you.

"Yes, Christian, just like that," you moan out, curling your fingertips into his chest. You lean forward slightly, flattening your hand against him, dangerously close to his neck as he bites his lower lip.

He makes eye contact with you, and lifts his chin encouraging you to do what he knows you are thinking about.

You've spent your fair share of nights coming undone with Christian's hands wrapped around your throat, but you've never thought about doing the same to him...until now.

You slide your hand around his throat, squeezing slightly as he smirks at you and you feel him twitch inside of you.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he groans and you can tell he's fighting to hold it off, not wanting to cum before you do.

His head thrashes against the pillows as you squeeze him tighter, your fingers digging into his neck when you lean down to whisper into his ear, "cum for me, baby."

"Shit, shit, shit," he moans as he shudders beneath you, gripping you as his high surges through him.

You slide your hand to his jaw as you collapse onto his chest.

"Fuck me," he sighs kissing the side of your head, "I'm a little scared by how fast that made me cum," he chuckles as you both work to regain your composure.

"Shit, you didn't finish did you?" he groans as you flop on the bed beside him and he turns to face you.

You shake your head, "but you got me off twice earlier, so going up 3-1 seems unfair," you grin at him.

You lean over and kiss him on the cheek, reassuring him that you're perfectly fine. He sighs wishing you'd properly kiss him.

You climb out of the bed and throw one more lingering glance at him before going into the bathroom to clean yourself up and get dressed.

After a few minutes, you head back into the room to find that he's dressed and cleaning up.

"I called downstairs, they are going to bring up some linens when they come to get the cart from dinner," he smiles at you.

You nod and help him place everything back onto the dinner cart before turning your attention to stripping the linens off of his bed, finding yourself getting a little lost in the domesticity of it all.

Once they've brought the clean linens, you help him remake the bed. He flops down on the bed and grabs your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours and giving them a squeeze.

"You're staying aren't you?" his eyes meet yours, pleading with you.

"What? No. I mean, I never stay. You never stay," you stammer, his request catching you a bit off guard.

"Oh, I just thought maybe after last time, you might," he drops his gaze and pulls his hand from yours. The action making your heart ache for him.

"Christian, I can't," you whisper, not quite able to get your voice to work.

He nods as you lean down and kiss him on the cheek, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize," he offers you a weak smile, "I understand," he lies. Truthfully, he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand why you won't kiss him, why you won't stay with him, why after so long of being together in the way that you have been, you won't let him in.

You leave quietly and go back to your room, wishing you had it in you to go back and crawl into bed with him.

You take a shower, trying to clear your head and prepare yourself mentally for the days ahead.

When you climb into bed you notice a notification on your phone:

Dieci: I wish you would've stayed

@chilwellspulisic @neverinadream @masonspulisic @pulisicsgirl @swimmingismywholelife @lovelynikol16 @nyctophilic0vitnir @lunamelona @tall-tanned-tattoo @lizzypotter14 @bracedes @xjval @notsoattractivearenti @bracedes

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic smut #christian pulisic fic #christian pulisic imagine

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hischierswhore · 1 year

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Christian Pulisic x singer!Reader smau (part 4)

the final part of the mini smau series. yes, i’m aware that the title says Christian & not Mason. there’s a reason :)

faceclaim: Madison Beer

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yourusername city of love 🫶🏼

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cmpulisic i want pic creds

yourusername no.

masonsfuturewife she moved on fast 😑

y/nsluver bffr. it’s been 7 months. get over it.

yourbestfriend i miss u

y/nfan7 slay

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y/nupdates Y/n & Christian via each other’s instagram stories.

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y/nfan7 ima be honest, i wouldn’t be mad if they were together. he seems like he’s such a sweetheart and he seems to treat her well

y/nsluver why do i kinda ship tho…

pulisicsgirl6 i personally feel like they’d make a better couple then her & m****

masonsfuturewife so mason can’t cheat on her but she can date his bestfriend after their breakup? so hypocritical

natisdelusional first of all, nobody ever said they were together. they’ve been close even before Christian met Mason. secondly, if they are together, she didn’t cheat. Mason did. there’s a difference. you’re just blinded.

yourbestfriend natisdelusional i’m so glad someone else said it for once and not me🤣

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cmpulisic she wanted a hug

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yourusername you literally ASKED me to hug you because you were cold…

cmpulisic you have no proof of that

pulisicsgirl1 wait maybe they are together???

benchilwell she’s clinging to your arm like a koala🤣

pulisfuturewife i know i’m a Puli fan acc, but i think we lost her😔

y/nsluver THAT SHOULD BE ME

yourbestfriend hey yourusername left your OTHER best friend here… alone… waiting for you to come back…

cmpulisic you’ll be fine

yourusername you’ll survive

y/nfan8 NOT MASON LIKING THIS POST💀

y/nsfuturewife i hope he’s screaming & crying rn

y/nfan3 “and i hope it hurts like hell”

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yourusername youuuu make me feel like a teenager in loveeee

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cmpulisic oh we’re still doing the song lyric thing?

cmpulisic how about… “and you’ll save all your dirtiest jokes for me”

yourusername im proud of u for referencing mother

yourbestfriend i’m not even lying guys, i wasn’t expecting this either

y/nsluver FINALLY

sabrinacarpenter so happy for you, girly 🫶🏼

y/nupdates you look so happy🥹

cartiamallan you haven’t been this happy in a long time. so happy for u 🤍

y/nfan5 she finally got her happy ending aww🥹

that’s it for the smau mini series for now! if i happen to think of (or if one of you can come up with a good concept) i may or may not continue this. i’m a sucker for some bestfriends to lovers so this was just me being a bit self indulgent 🤭

#✎ natalie writes #christian pulisic #christian pulisic fluff #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic x you #christian pulisic x y/n #christian pulisic fanfic #christian pulisic imagine

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neverinadream · 1 year

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~~~~~~~~~~~ | M Y I N S T A A U ' S | ~~~~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~ | F R E A K I N T H E S H E E T S | ~~~~~~

Summary: Whilst the you keep it classy on your main, the same cannot be said about your private account.

Pairing: Christian Pulisic x Fem!Reader

Requested: No

Warnings: pre-established relationship, suggestive themes

Notes: don't even know what the concept of this one is but oh well also its very shit so sorry for that

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yourinstagram: he's hot

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cmpulisic: 🤍

↪ yourinstagram: oh...oh no...you thought i meant you?

↪ cmpulisic: you're talking about the statue, aren't you?

↪ yourinstagram: of course, he's hot 🥵

↪ cmpulisic: ☹️

sophiaaemelia: i want to go on cute museum dates 😫

↪ yourinstagram: i'll take you to every single one 😚

masonmount: why can't you be like this all the time?

↪ reecejames: i second this ☝️

↪ cmpulisic: don't even know what you're talking about...

↪ yourinstagram: we are always like this 👀

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christiansprivate: i really really love them 🤤

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masonsprivate: 😳

yourprivate: real classy of you babe

↪ christiansprivate: what? i just really love sunflowers

↪ yourprivate: sunflowers?

↪ christiansprivate: yes

↪ yourprivate: and not my tits?

↪ christiansprivate: well....those too 😉

bensprivate: ...🧍

↪ masonsprivate: believe me now?

↪ yourprivate: believe what?

↪ masonsprivate: nothing. nothing at all. 😳

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yourinstagram: found my best friend for life 💗

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sophiaaemelia: ily 😚

↪ kaihavertz29: you still love me right?

↪ kaihavertz29: RIGHT!?

↪ yourinstagram: face it, sharkboy - she's my lavagirl now

↪ kaihavertz29: what does that even mean?

↪ yourinstagram: are you telling me you've never seen the taylor lautner masterpiece that is the adventures of sharkboy and lavagirl?

cmpulisic: uh....excuse me? 💔

↪ yourinstagram: yes? can i help you?

↪ cmpulisic: just kinda thought we had that whole "best friends for life" thing locked down

↪ yourinstagram: are you sure? i feel like that's an important thing i would've remembered

↪ cmpulisic: we've known each since we were kids...

↪ yourinstagram: and that makes us best friends for life material? 🤔

↪ cmpulisic: 💔

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yourprivate: i'm wet because i just had a shower...no other reason 😏

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reecesprivate: someone needs to take the Internet away from you

↪ yourprivate: this ain't even the best one i took

↪ yourprivate: i'm saving those ones for his wank bank 😉

↪ reecesprivate: i'm blocking your account

↪ yourprivate: no you won't 😂

↪ reecesprivate: watch me

christiansprivate: oh...don't call it a wank bank 🤦

↪ yourprivate: if it looks like a duck and sounds like a duck...it's a duck

↪ yourprivate: you can always go without them 👀

↪ christiansprivate: what? no!

masonsprivate: he has a wank bank? 🤣

↪ christiansprivate: and a girlfriend mate

↪ yourprivate: and what do you have? sloppy seconds?

↪ masonsprivate: that happened once and i didn't even know she was his ex 😡

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yourinstagram: my favourite piece

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cmpulisic: now i can take a little bit of you wherever i go

↪ yourinstagram: ew 🤢

↪ cmpulisic: ew? i was being cute...

↪ yourinstagram: sappy fucker

↪ cmpulisic: that you love dearly 😅

masonmount: the wank bank isn't enough?

↪ cmpulisic: dude....

↪ masonmount: oh shit

yourinstagram: MASON!

↪ masonmount: oops 😬

↪ yourinstagram: say goodbye to those world cup dreams

↪ masonmount: please don't kill me 🙏

↪ yourinstagram: oh i won't kill you. no, i'll just break your kneecaps instead 😡

~~~~~~~ | F O O T B A L L T A G L I S T| ~~~~~~~

Football taglist: @shanoontje @maseandkepa @theblxefox @blueathens @ofxinnocence @1-800-benji-chilwell @mrschilly @geek-and-proud @in-my-body-bag @laurasstufff1 @mountchilly @sereshawsbby @greykitkepa

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic insta au #christian pulisic one shot #christian pulisic fluff #christian pulisic fic #christian pulisic fanfic #christian pulisic x reader

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19ndonboy · 9 months

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dancing around all alone - christian pulisic (smau)

note: hope y’all will like it

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yourusername on the go

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user i’ve seen this street in starstruck

yourbff one plate of pasta pls

yourfriend okay it girl we got it

user LA is a dream 🫠

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cmpulisic LA called

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masonmount my boi 🤠🤠🤠

pulisicsfan he’s so pretty i’m weak

benchilwell vibes are high

thewalkerzim 🙌🏻

christiansmm looking so good

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yourusername this night is sparkling

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user AN ICON LADIES AND GENTLEMEN

yourbff that’s my girl

pulisicsgirl who is she

user they were at the same party

christiansfan the taylor swift lyrics omg

mountpuli i’d blush for him too

yourfriend she’s mothering

cmpulisic i’ll win if there’s a next time

yourusername i’d love to 😊

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic concept #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic instagram au

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pulisicsgirl · 1 year

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I don’t know if you like F1, but I was thinking driver!reader & chris fake dating for PR & they both actually catch feelings.

Kinda like those “She fell first, but he fell harder” situations

Also maybe they are bffs and they agreed to fake date for PR

i'm not sure if you meant this as a full fic or a concept but i don't know almost anything about f1 so i went ahead and made it a concept :)

but she's a long one, so buckle up

i can totally see this as a childhood friends to lovers scenario where you grew up together and were always super close and kept in touch after he left for Europe to pursue soccer. as you grew older you made your way up the ranks in the world of F1 and racing, and anytime it brought you near London (or Germany when he was still at Dortmund), the two of you jumped at the opportunity to see each other

it started out as a joke, actually. you had been ranting to Christian about how your PR manager was on your case about doing something to boost your image and get yourself into the public eye. you and Christian had both always been the type to avoid the limelight when possible, despite the flashy nature of your chosen career paths, but according to your PR manager, that wasn't a good thing. without thinking, you had blurted something about needing to date someone famous, maybe an athlete-- "at this point, you and i might as well tell people we're dating. the media already thinks we are and people would love it" you laughed to yourself, expecting Christian to laugh with you. instead, to your shock, he just shrugged his shoulders and stated that it could totally work

so, after running it by your PR manager who was thrilled at the idea of you "dating" America's most famous footballer, the two of you started appearing in public together more, dropping casual photos on Instagram that become more and more "couple-ey," and sure enough, the fans and the media both loved it

but although the relationship wasn't real, the way that your heart skipped a beat and the butterflies in your stomach sprung to life surely were. the longer the fake relationship continued, the further you fell for this stupid boy you had known since you were 4. sure, the thought of you two together had crossed your mind, especially as all of the adults back in Hershey, PA had teased the two of you as you grew up, but you always dismissed them without a second thought.

and now, all you could think was that by initiating a PR relationship, you had ruined your chances of things ever going back to normal with him. how could you, after you had held his hand while walking the streets of London, felt him pull you into his side by your waist and press soft kisses to your temple? how could you, after you had memorized the backs of his hands while they rested on your thigh as you sat next to each other, noting the small blemishes and imperfections on his skin? how could you after you had breathed in his scent while your face was buried in his chest in a tight, warm embrace?

no, you could never go back to the way things were before. but you were terrified of telling him that.

the two of you agreed that no kissing was necessary to convince the public that you were actually dating. you could maintain the image of a relationship without it and it would unnecessarily complicate things. you simultaneously thanked and cursed yourself for suggesting the rule, because you knew that kissing him would only make you fall further, but you also knew that there was nothing more in the world that you wanted to do right now.

as you started to realize you were in too deep with him, you started trying to distance yourself, canceling plans and spending a little less time with him day by day. of course christian noticed-- he had known you for nearly two decades, after all. he noticed the forced smiles and the way you pulled away from him much more quickly than you did before. he noticed how you no longer tucked yourself into his side when you sat next to him, instead putting a few inches of space between you.

after they had noticed his change in mood, he talked about it with mason and ben, his closest friends and the only two people that he had confided in about the nature of the relationship, telling them about how you had drawn yourself away and he worried that he had done something wrong.

he feared that he had gone too far, doing too much and making you uncomfortable. but with your absence, a small void, an empty feeling made its way into his heart. he missed your touch, being able to hold your hand or hold you close to him. he missed being able to kiss the top of your head and breathe in the scent of your shampoo. he missed you like he had never missed anyone before.

and that's when it hit him.

he'd fallen for you... hard...

when the realization hit him, he couldn't wait a second longer, grabbing his things from the bench and rushing out of the door as training had just ended. he raced to your house, pounding on the front door.

when you opened the door, he was met with your wide eyes and a startled expression, thinking that something was horribly wrong with the way he had been frantically knocking, but instead you found a desperate and lovesick christian.

"what on earth is going on?"

his words came out in a jumbled mess. he hadn't even gotten his head on straight enough to think about what he wanted to say to you when he got here-- he only knew that he had to talk to you.

"i-i-i just missed you and i realized that this whole PR relationship thing wasn't working for me anymore and i knew i had to talk to you, and... and i just want to be able to hold your hand again."

your heart sank briefly thinking that he had raced to your house in desperation to end the relationship. perhaps a better option had come along for a relationship. a real one. but his last statement caught you off-guard.

"chris, what are you talking about."

he started taking deeper breaths, just trying to calm his racing thoughts and form a coherent sentence. "i realized that... this whole thing isn't fake for me anymore, y/n. i just... i think I'm in love with you and that terrifies me and i'm worried that you don't feel the same way and i made you uncomfortable, and i don't want to ruin the friendship we had, so i knew i had to--"

his ramble was cut off as you grabbed him by the jacket, pulling him toward you and pressing your lips to his in a stroke of confidence and adrenaline. it didn't take longer than a moment for him to kiss you back, cradling your jaw gently in his hand.

you finally pulled back after a moment, looking at each other with misty eyes.

"this is such a cliche."

"i know, and i don't really care."

#wow i went a little crazy on that one #i just love childhood friends to lovers though #and any fake dating trope is SO GOOD #i could totally run with this and make it a full fic so if you want that let me know #h concepts #christian pulisic

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avalentina · 24 days

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So I have a new obsession and it's not really new its more like renewed. It's the beautiful game and a Sexy as fuck man by the name of Christian Pulisic. Y'all might see some fics for him pop up on here as well.

(I may or may not have 3 in progress right now👀)

And I'm just going to say that Keeper!Y/N and Christian would totally have wedding ring tattoos (in addition to the real ones) it's not like you can wear the metal ones on the pitch anyways. I can just see the reader bringing it up after talking to some of the other players. And Chris would love it because then you're always right there with him on the pitch. I can totally see him kissing it after every goal he scores.

Just a little thing that made me happy to think about! LMK if y'all want to see Chris make his way onto here!

-Ava

#christian pulisic #usmnt #ac milan #christian pulisic concept #new concept #wedding tattoos #goalkeeper!reader

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julianalvarez9 · 7 months

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JUPITER'S DIARY / CHRISTIAN PULISIC

SUMMARY: You're a YouTuber, vlogging your little getaway to the States to visit Christian's family, when you decide to reveal the news on your last day in Florida.

inspired by this 🥺

MENTIONS OF... pregnancy ¡! allusions of smut, allusions of trouble with conception ? (if i missed something, please lmk!)

WC: 952 words

AUTHOR'S NOTE: just some tooth rotting fluff to get through this sunday kjasajk lmk what you though about it!!! feedback is always appreciated. also, lmk if ya'll want the socmed au version of thissss

"This is why you brought me here?".

Christian's seated at the couch, right in front of the massive window you spent all the trip admiring. Not only the view it brings is breathtaking, a clear lookout of the little town your fiancée has taken you to, but the light that enters the room works great for the camera set-up you're trying to sort out.

"C'mon, you know it's gonna be fun," you cheer, taking a seat by his side before briefly explaining what the video's gonna be about. It's simple, really, just a few questions asked by your followers about the trip, if you've enjoyed it; the normal stuff. Except, it's not just that, and you're gonna use this as an excuse to film Christian while you tell him the good news you two have been dying to hear for what feels like the longest time.

"So, today's our last day here," you said to the camera, clapping your palms, and turning to face your boyfriend. He's already looking at you, little stars shining bright in his eyes, and you have to stop yourself from spilling the news too soon.

You've already thought this through, and if you can pull it off, you're absolutely gonna love having this memory stored in your SD card forever. "What would you say was your favorite part of the trip?" you ask him, taking his hand in yours in a reassuring manner.

He's not uncomfortable, by any means, but this -being in front of a camera-, isn't quite his natural habitat like it is yours. Your touch visibly soothes him though, displaying the smile you adore so much. But maybe he's too relaxed now, recognising the spark of mischief he has going in his soft, brown eyes.

After knowing him for such a long time, not only as lovers but as friends before then, you can accurately predict everything he's going to say or do, so you wrap a hand to stop him from speaking his dirty thoughts out loud. "Not that!".

The glint in his eyes tells you he's thinking about your -more than unholy- session the first night you spent in his place, although he denies it profusely, palms facing the air, feigning innocence, "that's not what I was gonna say!".

Truth is, you two have been trying to conceive your first baby for a few months now, but it has been difficult with everything going on recently: between your move from London to Milan after Christian changed clubs, to how busy your schedule got after you launched your clothes' store, finding time hasn't been the easiest task.

"The barbecue with my family yesterday," is Christian's final answer, after a few seconds of thinking, "Or, maybe, going to see Messi play". That would've been, certainly, the highlight for you, too, so agreeing with him comes naturally. "Yeah, that was a good one!".

Although your hands are shaking, you hope your voice isn't. "Do you want to know what my favourite part of the trip was?" you ask, and he's quick to nod, wanting to know what was your favorite part about visiting his hometown. "Yeah, baby, tell me".

"Well, my favorite part of the trip was finding out that I'm pregnant".

It feels like Christian's eyes would jump out of their place if it was possible. He doesn't say anything, but his hold over your hand tightens, and you know he needs reassurance.

You had thought you were pregnant so many times before, only to be welcomed by a negative sign and a lingering disappointment as the months went by. "I found out a few days ago," you start to explain, "I was feeling a bit under the weather lately, and then I realized that my period never came, so…".

You take the pregnancy tests that were hiding under a random cushion by your side, and give them to him, while you continue explaining.

"I thought it was due to stress, and the moving, and everything, but I took one anyways," you point out the stick with the faintest second line out of all of them. The tears were overflowing his waterline now, but still, he remained calm, listening to everything you were telling him.

"I've been taking one every day. This is today," you point out the stick with today's date marked in the end. The second line in this one is much stronger than the one present in the tests you've taken for the last few days.

"We're gonna be parents?" is the first thing Christian asks, voice choked up and a single trail of tears paint his cheek. It was obvious that, after so many disappointments before, he would need confirmation that this was it; that was real. "Yeah, baby, you're gonna be a dad".

The way Christian brings you against his body makes you squeak , and soon enough he's leaving kisses all over your face. You don't know who's the one crying, and you don't really care; only able to feel the salty tears amongst the incommensurable amount of love you feel in your heart. "You just made me the happiest man on Earth," he whispers in your ear, and you're too choked up by the tears to tell him that he's not the only one feeling like that.

It's been rough for the past year: not only for him, both in his career but mentally, but for you too; seeing the man you love the most hurting, undoubtedly hurt you too. But now, with a new chapter opening up for you two at Milan, you feel like things are finally starting to look up for both of you.

Or for the three of you, in a couple of months.

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