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Champion - Jack Grealish x Reader

Set after the UCL final.

Manchester City have won the Premier League.

Manchester City have won the FA Cup.

Manchester City have won the Champions League.

Manchester have completed the treble. They did it!

This event was historic not only have they become one of the clubs to complete the treble but also they have won the Champions League for the first time in the club's history.

It was an event that deserved to be celebrated.

When the final whistle went off Jack cried out with happiness. He collapsed on the ground and the tears flowed down his cheeks. His team mates came over and hugged him.

You felt your own tears fall as you watched Jack being interviewed shortly after.

"This is what I have worked for my whole life!" He said his voice cracking with emotion.

Once the interview was done you ran on to the pitch and went straight into Jack's arms. You hugged him, kissed him and congratulated him on the win. Jack couldn't speak instead he broke down in your arms and cried again. You rubbed his back and waited for him to get his emotions under control. Eventually Jack takes a deep breath and calms down.

"I can't believe we did it." He said with disbelief in his voice.

You brush his tears away with your thumb.

"I knew you would do it." You said with a nod. "I believed you I believed in all of you."

Jack presses his head against yours. You can feel his body trembling slightly against yours.

"God I..." Jack shakes his head. "I can't..."

"Shh."

You gently wrap your arm around him. You can see the tears forming in his eyes again. Jack is a sensitive soul, he gets emotional easily. You can still remember how nervous he was last night anxiously pacing up and down their room.

"What if I mess up? What if we lose cuz of me."

"Jack."

"I nearly cost us the FA Cup!"

You can still remember the look he gave you when he said that. The fear and guilt in his eyes was heartbreaking to look at. You assured him it wasn't his fault but Jack wouldn't let it go.

"If it wasn't for Gundo...Argh fuck!"

"Jack!"

You had be his rock last night. You had to give him the strength he so desperately needed.

Here now you had to be his rock again you knew in time Jack will break down again. You held on to him tight as you led him off the pitch. You took him somewhere private where he can compose himself and relax.

"I'm sorry." He shakes his head. "I must sound like a right wuss."

"Never." You kiss him on the cheek and run your fingers through his hair. "That's one thing you are not."

Jack blows out a sigh. He sits back and runs a hand down his face.

"Okay." He nods. "I think the water tank is empty now."

You laughed at that.

He brings his hand to your cheek and smiles.

"Thank you."

You smile back. Eventually you clear your throat.

"Shall we join the others?"

"Yeah we better they will wonder where we have gone."

"With you anything is possible." You chuckled.

"Hey I'm not that bad."

"Hmm." You tapped your chin and grinned.

Then laughter comes out of you as you run out of the room with Jack chasing you from behind.

.........

The Man City players all gathered around with their family and friends in the hotel to party all night long.

Jack stood on one of the tables with a beer in one hand and a microphone in the other.

"YOU'RE MY WONDER-WALL!" He sang loudly.

You chuckled. Jack was off key as usual. Despite singing terribly You enjoyed his performances. You loved the way his eyes lit up when the song came on, the way his smile grew as he reached the chorus and the way he threw his arms out as he hit the high notes the sight of it was both amusing and cute.

"Hey Y/N!" He reaches out towards You. "Come up here and sing with me."

You shook your head.

"I'm good."

Jack wouldn't let it go that easily. He leans forward slightly. He nearly fell of the table but Walker managed to grab him and pull him back up.

"Easy there mate." Walker said with amusement in his eyes.

"I wasn't going to fall." Jack waves his arms. "I had it all under control."

"Sure." Stones laughed as he sipped his beer.

"This one here is a menace." Haaland says as he gestures to your boyfriend.

"Ya think we are going to need some bodyguards for him. Make sure he stays out of trouble." Walker grinned.

"Well Haaland is tall enough." Stones nodded.

"And Walker is fast enough." Haaland grinned back.

"Ah sorry mate babysitting is not for me." Walker replied.

"I thought the job role was a bodyguard." You laughed.

"You did say that." Stones laughed along with you.

"They are the same." Walker argued.

"Hmm..." Everyone looked at each other. "...Na."

You and the footballers laughed. Meanwhile Jack carefully climbs off the table. He walks up to you with the microphone still in his hand.

"One song...Please?"

He gave you his best puppy eyes expression. You groaned. You could never say no to that face.

"Fine one song."

He smiles and takes your hand. Haaland helps you on the table. The song comes on. A cheesy song in fact. You again groaned but Jack happily puts his arm around you and begins to sing. You joined in with him. You both screamed when you reached the chorus. Everyone responded with a cheer and a clap as we finished the song.

Jack jumps off the table and opens his arms out to you.

"I won't let you fall." He promised you.

"I'll be here just in case." Stones joked as he joined his team mate.

You hesitated for a few moments. Then you said.

"Fuck it!"

You jump off the table. Jack catches you and spins you around. You squealed in delight as Jack went faster and faster. Seconds later he stops and gently puts you down. He then leans forward and kisses you on the lips.

That earned a few whistles from the players.

"Oi get a room you two!" Walker yelled.

You scoffed at that. Jack turns to his team mate and grins.

"I think I will."

...........

As soon as the door to your room was closed Jack immediately had his lips on yours. He kissed you passionately. The hunger he had for you all came pouring out into the kiss. You respond and kiss him back. Then you raise your hand and stop him.

"Wait." You gesture to his body. "Take off your shirt."

His lips tug upwards into a smirk.

"So we are playing that game huh?"

You smirked at him.

"It's a surprise."

He raises his eyebrow at that.

"Oh."

He removes his shirt.

"Now give it to me."

He tosses the shirt over to you.

"Wait here I'll just be a sec."

You go in the bathroom and close the door.

Jack sits on the bed and waits for you. A few minutes later you come out. When Jack's eyes go on you he gasps.

"You are wearing my shirt?"

You walk slowly over to him. You sway your hips in a seductive way.

"I am." You lean forward and whisper in his ear. "And I have nothing under it."

Jack held his breath as your words hit him.

"Now." You grin at him. "I want you to fuck me in the shirt you wore playing for your club the shirt you wore in the final. I want you to fuck me right here right now."

Something snapped in Jack then. He didn't need to be told twice.

You squealed as Jack grabs you by the waist and lies you down on the bed.

Shortly after Jack quickly removes the rest of his clothes and joins you on the bed. You open your legs out for him. A growl escapes Jack's throat as he eyes you up and down.

"Blue suits you." He says. He goes under the shirt and caresses your breasts. "Really really suits you."

"I know." You replied sounding smug.

Seconds later you gasp as Jack's tongue enters you. He licks you up and down. He sucks on your folds. His tongue rolls around your entrance all the way up to your thighs. He continued to do that until he reached the bottom of your belly.

"You taste so sweet." He kisses your belly button and smiles. "I can't get enough of it."

It wasn't long before Jack was back down there teasing you again.

"Fuck!" You cursed as he hit a sensitive spot.

That only encouraged him to push his tongue in even further. Each stroke sent a a jolt of electricity through you. You wanted to bring your legs in but Jack's board shoulders stopped you from doing that. So you bit your lip and shuddered as Jack fucked you with his tongue.

His wet tongue brushing against your warm sweaty skin made you groan and you found yourself begging for more.

"Argh Jack!"

But Jack declined your request. He removes his tongue and goes back on top of you again. You whimpered at the loss of contact.

"Now." He said his voice stern. "Turn over."

You raised an eyebrow at him.

"Turn over?"

"I want to see my name."

His eyes are darken and his hands are clenched tight. You saw sweat already starting to form on his brow. Right now Jack looked like a predator ready to pounce on his prey. You thought that was so fucking hot.

"Sure sweetie." You teased him.

You grin as you roll on to your back. Jack caresses your bum and your thighs. He teased your entrance as he kissed your neck. You then felt his fingers trailing along the letters on the back of the shirt.

"You know what this says?" He asks.

"I do." You answered.

"What does it say?"

"Grealish."

Jack presses himself against you.

"And what's my name?" He asked his voice husky.

"Jack Grealish."

"And what am I?" He asked his accent becoming more board and heavy. You almost lost control by it.

"Y/N?"

"A champion! " You said with a sharp intake of breath. "You are a champion! "

You can feel the smirk growing on his face.

"You are right I am a champion. Hearing those words from you... that sounded so fucking good!"

You can feel his dick pressing up against your ass now. He is hard.

You smirked at that.

"Say it again." He ordered.

"A champion."

He growled at that. The growl sent a wave of goosebumps through you.

Damm!

"You know what this champion is going to do? This champion is going to fuck you until you wouldn't be able to stand."

You tensed up at that. The feeling of excitement started to rise inside you.

Suddenly you gasp as he goes inside you. He completely stretched you and touched places you didn't even know existed from this angle.

"Good babe good." Jack nodded as he went further inside you.

At first Jack started off slow. Eventually he picks up the pace and starts to thrust you hard.

You grip the sheets as each thrust hits you. A series of curses come spilling from your lips. At one point you buried your head into the pillow to stop yourself from screaming but Jack wouldn't have that Jack wanted to hear those sounds from you.

"Nah uh." He shakes his head. "I want to hear you love I want to hear you scream my name."

Jack grabs you by the ponytail and lifts your head up. His hold is tight but it wasn't uncomfortable. He kisses your neck again and around your ear. His lips on your skin made you moan with pleasure. You strain your neck to give him better access.

"You like that?" He breathed in your ear.

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Jack."

"Jack what?" He is smiling against your cheek. You roll your eyes and laugh.

"Jack...The champion. "

His smile turns into a cocky grin. He grabs on to your waist tight which you are sure is going to leave bruises later and he goes faster.

"JACK!" You screamed his name out loud.

"That's it love." His grin widens. "Just like that."

You increase your hold on the sheets. You held them so tight your knuckles started to turn white.

You can feel that familiar fire at the bottom of your belly. You knew you are close.

"J...Jack." You said through clenched teeth. "I need to...I need to...AHHHH!"

Your cry made him moan.

"Fuck Y\N!"

Hearing that from him made you shake. You are going to have it let it out soon you couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Please." You begged him.

He strokes your back where the letters were and said.

"Go on babe."

You didn't need to be told twice. You cry out as you let it all out. Shortly after Jack followed. He then slumps against you and takes a shaky breath.

"Fuck." He muttered into your back.

Once Jack moves away you sigh and turn on to your side. Your legs are still trembling. Jack comes towards you and wraps you in his arms. You breathe in his scent and find yourself relaxing in his arms.

"That was amazing." Jack smiles at you. "Thanks for the idea Y\N."

You smile back at him.

"No problem...Hey Jack?"

"Hmm?"

"You know I'm proud of you right?"

He lifts his head to look at you.

"I know." He whispered.

Your smile widens.

"I will always be proud of you. My champion."

He grins at that.

"I am never going to get bored of that."

You laugh.

"I know."

He kisses your lips. His eyes shone with love.

"I love you Y/N."

You kiss him back.

"And I love you too Jack Grealish..."

You grin.

"...The champion."

The End

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heyhihellosworld · 1 year

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𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱

Jack Grealish x reader

Word count: 1k

Summary: You play a shitty game and Jack just wants to make you feel good.

Warnings: Smut, oral and fingering (female), a little angst and fluff

Notes: Jackkky jack. Love him, just love him. Pretty short but eh

You cursed as you walked off the pitch, cursing even louder when you had to do media. It had been sucky out there, everything had sucked. The team performance, the tactics, the referee, you. It was extremely frustrating but you had to be polite and sportsly, smiling at the interviewer before sliding into the changing room. Sour mood all through the team whilst you changed and patted eachothers backs.

Jack was waiting for you outside. Walking directly into his arms you couldn't stop a long groan to let go, one that he couldn't help but chuckle at. "I don't wanna talk about it" you muttered, burying your face in his chest as he drew you close, holding you as close as possible as you rested your body weight onto him. "I know" he mumbled, kissing your head sweetly before you broke apart, still having to keep it pg friendly.

"Home?" he asked and you nodded tiredly "please"

The drive was quiet, you didn't have anything to say but just sat and looked out the window. Jack let you think and dwell the amount you needed and didn't ask any questions. It was quite an understanding between the two of you, never talk about a game unless the one playing wanted to and brought it up. You both had your own ways to handle it and the other respected that.

It was pretty late as you pulled up outside Jack's building, he closed the door behind you and turned on the light, setting your bag on one of the counters in the living room before walking up to you who stood at the sink, leaning against the counter.

"You were great" he said comfortingly, a warm smile on his face and the undertone in his voice made you look up. You couldn't help but to smile softly as you looked up at him, his warm brown eyes looking at you with so much love you almost wanted to hide. His hair flipped over his eyes and you reached out, gripping his hoodie, pulling him in closer until he stood flush against you, pushing his body into yours and making you lean further into the counter. You threaded your fingers through his long hair and pulled his mouth down to yours, kissing him roughly, desperately. Desperate to feel something but disappointment. You were desperate for him, desperate for him to make you feel good.

Jack picked up on your mood immediately, granting you what you wanted and kissed you back with the same hunger, pushing his hands up your thighs. He tugged at your hoodie before drawing it up over your head dropping it on the floor. He lifted you up on the counter, making sure you were close to the edge of it before resuming the heated kiss.

He pushed one of his hands into your sweatpants, cupping your pussy which earned him a small breathy moan. He pulled your sweatpants off as well teasing your pussy with his fingers. "Please Jack" you breathed against his lips, your hands grasping desperately onto him. Your eyes closed as he granted your wish by pushing your underwear to the side and rubbing your clit firmly with his index finger. Your breathing grew hollow as he teased your slit and hole before pushing two fingers inside of you.

Your head dropped onto his shoulder, moaning into his hoodie. He softly tilted your head back with his other hand on your jaw before catching your mouth with his. He didn't care about his raging boner or the ache that came with it. Now it was about you and your pleasure, making you feel good and he would gladly jerk off in the bathroom while he showered if that was the deal.

He kissed your collarbone and down your stomach, over your breast only stopping briefly to lick over your nipples before moving down further, licking at your pubic bone before diving into your pussy, sucking your clit roughly into his mouth. It wasn't time for any teasing, it was about getting you off and you were thankful.

He pumped his fingers inside of you quickly while switching between circling and sucking on your clit with his tongue. You couldn't stop the sounds that left you but you didn't care either, you knew how much he loved your sounds and it felt too good to care. You were already close to the edge as he switched his pattern. Tongue now pumping into you while his fingers rubbed your clit in tight circles.

Your head was thrown back, one hand gripping the edge of the counter hard while the other was tangled in his hair, pulling it in between your fingers. Moans were constantly breathed out and you whined at the feeling of overstimulation you were feeling.

"So close" you breathed, pushing his head further into you with your hands by his hair.

"Don't stop"

He didn't change anything about what he was doing, letting you build slowly until the orgasm was overwhelming, making your whole body shake and squirm. His hands were pushing you down, trying to keep you still while he made you ride out your orgasm with his tongue until you were whining and pushing his head away from in between your thighs.

You were panting harshly, tears in your eyes as your body still shook from your orgasm. Jack got up on his feet again, pulling you into his arms as you buried your face into his chest. "You okay bab?" he questioned softly

"Mhm, thank you" you whispered, leaning back to kiss him softly.

"Just wanna make you feel good" Jack hummed with a smirk, kissing a trail of kisses down our jaw.

"You want me to help you out?" you questioned, feeling his hard on pressing into your hip but he shook his head "No bab, just relax now. I have a very good hand"

You snickered, kissing his cheek as he stepped back, handing you your hoodie and sweatpants back which you quickly slipped on before opening the fridge. Looking for something to cook for dinner for the two of you.

"I'm gonna go shower and then I'll help you out" Jack hummed, meeting your smirking face "You can just say you're gonna go jerk off in the bathroom, I won't judge you"

Jack chuckled "Well, I'm gonna go shower and jerk off in there"

You just grinned at him as you pulled out a few ingredients to cook dinner.

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whorekneecentral · 1 year

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yk whenever I think of jack, I think of something like having mutual friends and sometimes hanging out all together and they're... attracted to each other but they never did anything abt it ... so there's a lot of tension??? so like... that and then prompt 26. “I've never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life” ??? you see what I mean ??? - lewis anon

this fucks so hard, you have no idea - also I forgot this was in my inbox and I was in the mood to write jack so banger tbh // prompt: “I've never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life”

"C'mere," Ruben pats the spot next to him, letting you squeeze in between him and Jack but at this point, you were better off sitting on Jack's lap from how close you were to him.

Erling had everyone over for some sort of team building night, it really was just an excuse to relax and unwind before the last few games of the season. Ruben had brought you along as his plus one, no you weren't dating, it didn't change from the last million times everyone had asked.

Ruben was telling a story from their pre season training, you could tell Jack wasn't paying attention to the story. His arm around you, resting on the back of the couch and his fingers traced little shapes into your bare shoulder.

You excuse yourself, going to the kitchen to get something to drink. The way his place was situated, they couldn't see into the kitchen from the living room.

It wasn't a big shocker that Jack followed you into the kitchen, he seems to linger around you.

"Want some?" You asked, offering your glass to him. There was a little smudge on it from where your lipstick had come off.

Jack takes the glass, drinking from the same spot. "You look nice tonight," he says, handing the glass back to you.

"Opposed to looking ugly other nights?" You asked, smiling at him. He rolled his eyes, "you know what I mean, y/n."

"Do I, Jack?"

"Yeah, you do."

"What do you mean, Jack? Gimme a little refresher hm?"

The man steps closer to you, pinning you between him and the counter, his hands on either side of you. "I mean I've never wanted to fuck anyone so badly in my life."

"Then why don't you do something about that?" Your eyes meet his and Jack takes that as his sign to close the gap between the two of you, his lips meeting yours. You can feel his hands wandering, pulling you flush against him. Your own hand resting on his jaw, head tipped back when he moves to kiss along your neck.

"Are you serious?!" The man groans, "not my kitchen go find a room," Erling shoos you two from the kitchen, making you laugh.

#jack grealish x reader #jack grealish smut #jack grealish #lewis anon <3

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edwnhazardz · 1 year

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Jack Grealish x Reader | 18+

contains hot and smut content

After Jack, who arrived from Berlin, we both went in our car and then we got home, I took my keys and we entered our house, I turned on the light and closed the door, he smiled at me and put the suitcases somewhere room.

It was already night, I asked him if he wanted to have dinner that I was cooking, but he denied because he had already eaten on the plane.

I smiled and Jack picked me up where he led me into the bedroom. There he sat, half leaning back and I sat on his legs, lowered my head to his lips and kissed him there, I missed his aroma, his kisses and his caresses, how I adore this boy.

He corresponded to me and my kisses went to his lips, they went to his neck and there I left marks and hickeys, he limited himself to gasping, what a beautiful sound.

He took off my shirt and played with the strap of my bra, then I take it off and throw it over there, he kisses and nibbles my breasts, I moan as I move in Jack's friend, he gasps and feels how he gets hard before my touch, I was excited. Then I take off the rest and remain naked before his mercy, he smiled at me and bit his lip.

I took off his shirt and I could see his well marked abdomen, Jack exercises a lot and that's why he's so sexy and athletic, of course. I lowered my kisses to his abdomen and caressed him, then he unbuttoned his pants and removed his belt, there I also removed his boxer and gave my boy a blowjob, how cute that sounds, my boy.

He gasped, and said my name in those gasps, I just continued with the blowjob, already lubricated his penis, he wet a finger and put it in my femininity, there he moved it and also lubricated me, I moaned, god this man it leaves me sky high.

—Oh, Jack —I bit my lip—

—Renatta —continued with what she was— He removed his finger and tasted it, I loved that he did that, I felt sexy before him.

And again I sat on his legs and placed his penis in my femininity, I moaned and began to move and ride on Jack.

—Oh Jack, shit... I missed you and I missed your friend too, you don't know how many times I've touched myself thinking about you.

— Oh doll, I've missed you a lot too, I missed your body, and it shows because you're very tight, darling, oh yes, shit Renatta, shit We kept moaning and fucking, that room was moaning and saying our names and some What another insult from us, we continued, in any position and however it came, I was Jack's, he was mine, we were only one, and that was what mattered. Then we both came and lay down, placing a sheet on our body.

"Good night, Jackie.

-Good night beautiful.

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paddockbunny · 1 year

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Also….I might start a side blog for some writings about Jack Grealish & Mason Mount cause I’m thirsting REALLY bad 🥵🥵

#football fanfic #jack grealish #jack grealish fanfiction #Jack grealish imagines #jack grealish smut #mason mount #Mason mount fanfiction #mason mount imagines #mason mount smut

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macybeckham7 · 2 years

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You and Jack fucking in the kitchen (you making dinner for a dinner party)

You were trying to not get him to touch anything or do too much damage while you were making dinner. Jack stood beside you and taking in how good you looked. You feel his hands on your waist as he moves up close behind you. He leaves a kiss over your neck, you giggle as you feel a shiver go down your spine. His hands roam over your legs, going up your dress. ‘Jack’ you whisper. He starts to grind against you, letting you feel his hard on. ‘I need you’ he whispers. Before you knew it, he moves your thong to the side before slipping inside you. His grip on your waist was strong as he fucks you, going deeper with each thrust. You squeal as he slaps your bum, you both getting interrupted by your dinner guests.

#jack grealish smut #jack grealish

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20-th-centurygirl · 1 year

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Yes please Write for jack please 🙏🏼

thighs

jack grealish x fem!reader

warnings: smut

summary: riding Jack's thighs

a/n: this man has been the loml for 4 years so it's about time i write for him 🤭

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"You okay darling?" You didn't even need to look at his face to see the massive smirk, the cocky, teasing tone in his voice giving him away. You couldn't tear your gaze away from Jack's spread legs in the skimpiest shorts imaginable, the muscles in his thighs sending shivers down your spine and your underwear was soaked instantly, the dirty thoughts in your mind making you squeeze your legs together. After a long pause you looked up at him, low and behold a huge smirk gracing Jack's face. "M'fine" You whispered before sneaking more glances to his thighs. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours" He asked, gesturing for you to sit on his lap and you happily obliged.

His hands gravitated to your waist, squeezing gently as he shot you a loving smile. He tapped your cheek with his index finger "you didn't answer my question" His eye contact never broke, clearly amused by your hesitance as your face flushed. "I was just thinking about your thighs. How good they look" you muttered, unable to keep eye contact with him. He lifted your jaw to look at him again "that all princess?" He raised his eyebrow and the nickname melted you. "I um" you gulped before coming out with it "I was thinking about how they'd feel if I ride them" You muttered, your face burning.

He let out a small chuckle before lifting you to sit on one of his exposed thighs. "Well we're never gonna know unless you try are we?" His hands slowly moved you backwards and forwards and you instantly let out a pathetically loud moan, your hands settling on his shoulders "jack" you whimpered as he began to clench his muscles. "Feel good princess?" You nodded feverishly before your head fell back, his muscles as the seam of your shorts hitting your clit just right. You began to grind down on his thigh as he moved you backwards, groaning at the sight of you getting off on this thigh. "You look so good right now. Making yourself feel good like this. So desperate for me aren't you babygirl?" His shorts were strained as your moans and whimpers increased in volume. "M Jack. Fuck it feels so good" you brought one of your hands over to his bulge, brushing over it earing a small grunt from jack. "You close baby?" You could only nod as you circled your hips desperately, stroking jack through his shorts as you tried to match his pleasure to yours. You moaned out loudly as you felt an intense wave of pleasure wash over you before you slumped into Jack's arms, panting wildly. You pulled your head back to look at his before jack placed his hand to the back of your neck and pulling your face to his and connecting your mouths in a loving kiss. "Fuck that was amazing" you muttered as you pulled back. "Oh yeah? Think you should make me feel good now princess" He smirked and you were more than happy to oblige, shuffling to your knees immediately.

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blondie20000 · 1 year

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Massage- Jack Grealish x Reader

Y/N paused the episode she was watching when she heard her boyfriend coming down the stairs. He slumps down in the spot next to her and sighs heavily.

"You alright?" She asked.

"Yeah I'm good." He replied.

Y/N looks at him. His eyebrows are furrowed, his jaw is clenched and his shoulders are hunched together.

"You sure?" She asks with a frown.

She raises her eyebrow at him. Jack again let's out another sigh.

"Just worried that's all."

"Worried?" She laughs. "You?"

"Big game coming up." Jack bites his lip. "I can't screw this up."

"Well you are not going to screw this up." She assured him.

"I need the goals Y/N." He looks at her. "I don't want to lose my spot."

"But you won't." She smiled. "You been brilliant recently you heard the fans cheering your name? Super...Super Jack."

She begun to sing the infamous chant. Jack huffs a small smile but he remained tense.

"It is just always in the back of my mind ya know." He said his voice quiet.

Y/N sighs. Although her boyfriend has been on fire at Manchester City since the World Cup he still thinks he needs to do better he thinks he still needs to prove himself to the manager, his teammates and the fans having all that burden and worry on his shoulders it sometimes does weigh him down.

I wish I can take all the stress away from him.

Then she had an idea.

"Say..." She scooted closer to him. "How about a massage?"

"I haven't got the time to book one of those Y/N."

"No no." She shakes her head. "I'll do it."

Jack blinks.

"You?"

"Uh huh." Her hands rest on his shoulders. "I can make you...relaxed." She grinned.

Jack looked conflicted.

"I don't know."

"Oh come on...we barely spend time together as it is...this is a perfect opportunity." She gives him a devilish smirk. "I don't bite."

Jack gives her a knowing look knowing so well she totally knows how to bite with the amount of love bite marks she leaves him every time they have sex he always has to cover it up with a snood in training. Eventually the footballer gives in.

"Alright fine but go easy on me okay?"

" Of course... " She again smirks.

"...I'll be gentle."

..........

Jack sat on the bed with nothing expect his boxers on. Y/N sat behind him. She squirts some oil on her hands.

"Alright we'll do the shoulders first."

She then begins to rub the oil into his shoulders. Jack let out a groan as his girlfriend digs her nails into his skin. She applies pressure to the back of his neck and slowly feels the tension melting away from Jack's shoulders.

"Is that good?"

" Hmm. " He replied.

"Side to the side...yeah! That's it! Good...Good."

Jack turns his head and allows her to access all the hidden spots. He again groans as she pushes her fingers into those spots. After a while Y/N let's to and asks.

"How does that feel?"

Jack rolls his shoulders and nods.

"Great it feels great."

"Relaxed yet?"

"A little bit."

"So you want more?" He nods with a cheeky grin. "Alright on your stomach then."

Jack did as he was told. Y/N got so more oil and starts to rub it into his back.

"Fuck that feels so good." He muttered under his breath.

Y/N rubs up and down his board, muscular back. She licks her lips as his muscles clench under her touch. She then used her elbows to apply pressure. She digs into his back and she made sure every part of his back is covered in oil. As Jack enjoyed the massage Y/N uses one hand to lower his boxers. With a smirk she grabs his ass cheek and squeezes it.

"Y/N!" He yelps in shock.

She gives him an innocent smile.

"All part of the process honey."

Jack turns his head and frowns.

"I don't remember the City staff grabbing my ass?"

"Yeah but mine is special one of a kind you could say you can't get this deal anywhere else I do the whole package here...I mean the whole package."

She waggled her eyebrows in a suggestive manner. Jack raises his eyebrow an amused expression shows on his face.

"Really?"

"But I can stop if you like..."

"Nah." He shakes his head. "Keep going...I like it."

"So you should this is a five star service baby." Y/N opens the drawers. "Just need to add more pressure." She gets out several items and puts it in front of her. "Okay but first I need you to go up slightly I want that pretty little ass in my face."

Jack obeyed with a "Yes Ma'am."

Then Y/N slides one finger in.

"Fuck!" Jack cursed.

His girlfriend goes in and out. She then slides another two fingers in. She saw Jack's muscles becoming tense underneath her.

"That's it baby! You are all nice and stretched for me!"

Jack goes face down on the pillow and moans.

"Damm! Y/N."

Y/N kept her fingers steady as she continued to fuck her boyfriend. While she did that she looked for the spot she knew would make Jack fall apart. Just then she heard a sharp intake of breath coming from below. She smirks at his reaction.

"Right there?" She pressed her fingers on the spot again.

"Fuck yes! Right there...Right there." Jack gasped.

His face is starting to turn pink and sweat is forming on his brow. His girlfriend marvelled at his reaction. She was enjoying this.

She again presses down on the spot.

"Does that feel good?"

"God yes!"

Jack closes his eyes. His legs started to shake. Y/N runs a hand down his thighs and smiles. Then she removes her fingers and leans forward.

"What's the password?" She whispered in his ear.

Jack tensed up at that question.

"Sunflower." He answered his voice already starting to sound breathless.

Her boyfriend knew what is coming next.

"Good boy." She cooed to him as she opens the lube. Once the dildo was glistening with lube Y/N straps it on herself. "You ready for my cock now baby?"

A weak "Yes!" Followed. Y/N then positions the tip in her boyfriend's entrance.

"I'm going to go slowly if you want me to stop just say the password okay?"

Once she got Jack's approval she starts to slowly insert herself in. When the cock head was inside Jack gripped the bedsheets tight.

"You okay?" She asked with concern. Jack nods. "You want me to continue?" Another nod. So she continued to push in while keeping her hands on his hips.

She rubs his back and his hips as he let out a whimper. He buried his head in the pillow and enjoyed the feeling of his girlfriend inside him.

"Ahh Y/N! That feels so fucking good!"

Y/N's hips are flushed with his ass. It felt so good it felt so hot Y/N can already feel the heat forming at the bottom of belly.

"Please Y/N." He begged her.

Not wanting Jack to wait any longer she slowly lets herself out. When no sound of discomfort or pain came from Jack she then thrusts herself in. Jack gasps and moans with pleasure the noise is like music to her ears.

"That's it baby that's it." She praised him as she continued to thrust him. "You are doing so well!"

He curses her name again followed by a series of pleas, moans and begs that only encouraged her to pick up the pace. God Jack Grealish produced some beautiful fucking sounds.

As she pounded into him she felt his length slapping against her stomach every time she bottomed out. He pushes his ass into her and cries out as the need to release started to consume him.

"Y/N...I got to...I got to... " He grits his teeth as another wave of pleasure hits him. He grips the bedsheets so tight his knuckles started to turn white. "Please Y/N!" He whines her name.

God he sounded so fucking hot.

Y/N leans forward.

"Baby! Cum...Cum for me cum on my cock!"

The last part she said in a stern tone. Jack let out a cry as he let's it all out. Y/N throws her head back and cherishes the sounds that came from his lips. Once Jack came down from his high Y/N removes herself and turns him gently on his side. The bedsheets are stained but she will deal with that later. She then got a wet towel from the bathroom and stars rubbing it on her boyfriend's burning body.

"How do you feel?" She asked him.

Jack lifts his head up to look at her.

"Knackered." He answered.

She chuckled at that.

"And relaxed?" She teased him.

He flops back down on the pillow and lets out a sigh.

"God that was intense." He muttered as he turns his head towards her. "Sorry sweetheart but I think it is for the best if the professionals do it in the future."

She does a playful jab to his arm.

"Hey!" He said pretending to be mad.

He then laughs and pulls her in against his chest. He kisses her head.

"I'm joking...Nah I am actually being serious now I really loved it. It definitely took my mind off things. I am feeling stress free. " He grinned.

"Mission accomplished." She grins back.

Jack leans forward and brushes his lips against hers. She responds and kisses him back. His hand then goes under her shirt towards her bra. Y/N raises her eyebrow at him.

"You sure?"

He replies with a devilish smirk.

His girlfriend quickly removes her clothes and joins him under the covers.

The End

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𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁!

Pt 2 Pt 3

Mason Mount x reader

Word count: 4.5k, this is the longest one i've written so far

Summary: A quick bathroom fuck never hurt no one. Right?

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

Notes: Had fun writing this but didn't quite turn out the way I wanted. Plus I can't write Jack's accent so just pretend it's his talking lol and also smut is really hard to write so sorry for it, just couldn't skip it

"Oh my" you sighed, shaking your head at your brother. You were sprawled out on the couch, listening to Jack who hadn't stopped ranting for the last thirty minutes.

"Jack, come on man" you laughed, flicking his forehead with your fingers and ignoring his grimace. "I know what to do, I have been to games before. I won't go outside the box in game-time and I will see you later on" you summarized his rant with a pointed expression.

"I know you have, it's just... It was a long time ago and I just want ya to be safe" he sighed, standing up and heading to the kitchen, filling a bottle with water. "And you forgot one thing"

You scoffed at him, leaning your head back against the couch with a sarcastic chuckle "Oh wow, I'm so sorry how could I forget"

"Don't apricate the tone"

You laughed for real this time, meeting his playful eyes from across the room "I won't fuck any of your teammates Jack"

He hummed in appreciation of your words but couldn't help but fill in "any footballers"

"I won't fuck your teammats Jack" you declared, making him grunt "what, no no, no footballers" "That's mean!" you argued but he shook his head

You raised your eyebrows at him in a daring way "Either way you agree with no teammates or I will fuck all of your teammates" you threatened halfheartedly, eyes narrowing at his face.

"Fine" he sighed, giving up. It wasn't like you planned on fucking any of them, at least not tonight but you still felt good having won that small battle.

"Okay well are you ready?" he asked, making you jerk your head up from the couch "What? But it's like three hours to the game" you protested, not being ready at all.

"Well yeah, but if you wanna go you need to go with me and I have to be there in twenty minutes" "Why can't I just take an uber?" you questioned but stood up anyway, you knew this was a battle he would win and you were not ready to go yet. "No, just go get ready" Jack chuckled as you sprinted up the stair of his house. You had moved in with your brother a few days ago after having come home from studying in France for the last three years.

You had always been close, it only being three years between the two of you meant you had grown up really close. So when you announced you wanted to move back to England this year he had opened his home for you immediately, pleading you to live with him rather than your parents until you found a job and arranged a living on your own.

You sprinted to the bathroom, brushing your hair and whipping up some mascara before changing into a simple outfit, a hoodie and jeans since you were gonna wear his shirt later on anyways. Since Jack was always late so you didn't hurry your ass too much but took your time.

When you emerged from the stairs fifteen minutes later he was sprawled out on the couch smiling as you walked towards him, standing up and giving you a side hug. "I really missed you ya know" he hummed a smile taking over your face "well I have missed you to Jack"

He messed your hair around in a loving manner before you both tied your shoes and made your way to his car. He lived close to the arena and considering it was a home game it was only a fifteen minutes drive.

"I bet you'll start on the bench if you'r late" you hummed jokingly "nah, not when I got you with me" Jack grinned "Plus I warned them about it yesterday so don't worry, you won't miss me on the pitch, you will get to live your dream"

You smiled at him, "wow, how nice"

He grinned back at you, he looked just the same he had always done, of course he looked a lil more mature and manly then when he was a kid but not much had changed. He had the same strong face, same long stroppy hair and the same humor and personality. Never failing to make you smile.

"So, what will I do for five hours?" Jack shrugged "I don't know, entertain yourself"

"Are you gonna leave me on a bench?" you joked dramatically but when he shrugged you gasped "Jack Peter Grealish you are not leaving me like that!"

"Don't middle name me"

"Well don't leave me on a bench for five hours then!"

"I haven't done anything yet! We are in the car for fucks sake"

"Okay okay" you giggled "I'm gonna follow you around"

"You can not follow me into the changing room"

"Well fine, I can understand that but otherwise"

"Yeah, yeah, just don't get on ma nerves" he grunted, already regretting talking you into going with him.

"As you bed you lay" you grinned, messing his hair up to his dismay, grimace spreading over his features as he tried to fix his looks before you rolled up to the parking lot. There were already a couple of fans outside, wanting to talk to Jack and he was nice enough to wave his window down, sign some shirts and talk a little to the fans before excusing himself and driving into the private part of the park.

"Okay, behave now" he scolded playfully, your eyes rolling at his manner. "Oi! I saw that!"

You rolled your eyes again with a smile on your lips, ignoring his yelp and climbing out of the car. "Just go in Jack"

You walked after him into the building, he had a meet up with the team and then they walked to the pitch. It wasn't actually five hours but more like two-three hours until kickoff.

You didn't want to actually hang off him all day because you knew he needed to get into his mood as well so you opted to go directly to the arena and climbed up in the middle of the stand. It had been a long time since you were there last. You had grown up with the same passion for football as your brother but had never acted on it. You loved it but you didn't want it to be your job, only your hobby.

You had stopped playing as a teen and then opted to play only for fun in the garden with Jack or someone else when the opportunity came up. Even though you hadn't been here and watched his games you hadn't missed a single one of his since you moved. But you had to admit that sitting here beat the couch. Even empty the atmosphere was awesome.

You studied the players as they walked onto the pitch. It was an awesome game today, City against Chelsea. You didn't know that many players outside of City but Chelsea were a good team that you knew. Plus you had always had an extra eye for a few players at Chelsea.

Soon the players started to tumble onto the pitch. You spotted Jack walking with Phil, humming along each other and laughing, probably a stupid joke of Jack's.

Your air-pods buzzed by the sounds of your playlist whilst you just observed. Soon dark blue clothed players started to come onto the pitch as well, greeting some of the city players before focusing.

You let your eyes fleet around, naming the players you knew by name which was close to everyone. You knew a few of them personally but it was mostly Villa players you had met.

Suddenly your eyes stuck on one of the Chelsea players. He stuck out to you, not because he looked special or weird he just... stuck out. He had headphones on and looked really into his zone. Fair brown fluffy hair stuck out messily around the headphones and he had a slight scruff covering his chin. He was more than handsome.

Your eyes followed him around as he walked, stopping after a while to talk to Jack and a few other City players. You couldn't put a name to his face.

The idea of asking Jack about him traveled into your mind but you quickly waved the idea out of your head. He would never tell you if he got the impression you thought he was good looking.

As you stared at his movements he suddenly looked up at you, meeting your eyes with a concentrated look. You froze in your seat, shit had he noticed you staring. You tried to play it off but didn't move your eyes from him, mirroring the grin he gave you as he had spotted you.

His tongue poked out from the side of his mouth, swiping over his bottomlip before he followed his teammates off the pitch and back down the tunnel.

"Hey, you fell asleep?"

Your head snapped around to the tunnel where Jack's head poked out. "No no, just calm here" you hummed

Jack chuckled, nodding. Okay I just wanted to check on you, people are starting to come now so get away from there. We will start warming up in ten"

You nodded, walking down from the stand and into the tunnel where they were already preparing for the public. You squeezed yourself past and walked with Jack into the tunnel. "Hey, can I get coffee?" you pulled your cutest face, blinking at him while he rolled his eyes. "Sure, let me just check they are all dressed" he grunted, leaving you in the stairs. "Fine, come in" Jack gruffed, holding the door open for you into the city area of the building.

You waved trough the opening at the players who all greeted you back before taking a cup and making yourself some coffee while Jack looked at you with crossed arms. You weren't new to his teammates. During your French years you had been home to visit and met most of them. It had become known that where Jack went you went too. He was protective and always wanted to have you under his sight when there were a lot of people around.

"So, in ten minutes it's warm up so you gotta get to the box and please-" "I won't leave the box Jack" you sighed, rolling your eyes. "Calm down, It'll be fine"

"Little Grealish" John grinned, cutting off your conversation with Jack as he engulfed you in a hug "ah hi Stones, how are ya?"

"All good, what about you? Haven't seen you for a long time"

"I'm all good" you smiled "Jack said you moved back here?"

You nodded, sipping your coffee "Yeah, earlier this week, I finished my studies so it felt like the right decision"

"Well that's really nice, maybe I will see you around a little more than?" he grinned making Jack cough beside you "Yeah you sure will" you smiled, not missing the wink he threw you before going back to his seat.

"No" Jack grunted before you had even had the time to look at him. Laughter spilled out of your mouth before you could stop it "What"

"No, not gonna happen he is old plus he is my teammate"

You chuckled, leaning against his side "Don't worry Jack, I'm not into Stones, plus he has a girlfriend"

"Didn't seem to stop him" he grunted "Maybe not but it stops me. You don't have to be so tense Jack. I can take care of myself and I won't sleep with your teammates, I promised"

"Okay, Okay" he sighed, giving up on the argument. "Anyway, I'm just gonna fill this up and then i'll go. Good luck" you smiled, kissing his cheek before shouting a collective good luck and moving to your seat.

It was packed in the stadium already, people bussing for an hopefully exciting game. You smiled as you saw him jog up the pitch in his light blue set. Hair flopping as he ran. But soon your eyes changed direction as dark blue clothed men started to jog into the other half of the pitch.

Your eyes immediately found him, he looked ridiculously hot in his set, hair flopping a little and tongue again poking out from his lips. You noticed he was popular by the way the arena started buzzing as he did something towards them but yet you couldn't put your finger on who he was. You followed City and some national teams but not more than that. It was what you had time for.

The whole game your eyes seemed to fleet back to the brunette. He played really well and you caught yourself cheering when he scored a goal. Stopping quickly as you realized your betrayal.

Jack played really good too, creating a lot on his side and almost scoring a goal.

When the final whistle blew it was 3-2 to City and you cheered as the team waved up to the stands, clapping their hands to thank the public. You quickly slipped down to Jack again, just as he had told you too. All players had gone into the changing rooms so you sat down on the top of the stairs. Resting your back against the wall.

You were kinda tired, it had been an early morning and there was always a lot of tension and excitement during the game, a tension that was let off and left tiredness.

You went on your phone, sighing at all the notifications and shutting it again.

"Are you lost?"

You flinched, almost losing balance at the voice. Your head almost snapped off as you looked at the man who stood on the top of the stairs, looking down at you with a small smirk.

You felt your face heat up as you saw the familiar face of the handsome Chelsea player. "Ah, no" you said, your voice coming out choked and hurried. You cursed yourself, forcing yourself to calm down and act cool despite how ridiculously hot this man was.

"Really because usually fans aren't allowed to be here, how did you even get here?" "Ah you know I just climbed over the wall" you said in ironic voice, loving the smile that lit up his face

"So noticing tre sarcasm I'm guessing you're allowed here"

"Yeah" you breathed "My brother is playing on the team" you clarified making him hum in recognition "I see, i'm guessing city?" he grinned, looking down at your light blue shirt you had pulled on over your hoodie. "Yeah"

"Mase come on man!"

Mason looked back over his shoulder where one of his teammates shouted after him "Ah shit, I need to go. Pleasure to meet you..." "y/n"

"Ah, Mason" he greeted, shaking your hand awkwardly as you chuckled "MASON!"

"I'm coming!"

He bid farewell, jogging out the tunnel to grab something before winking at you as he went past up the stairs and into the changing room again.

You felt as if your whole body flushed as you looked after him, shaking your head at how you were acting. He was a normal human being for fucks sake. Just ridiculously gorgeous.

"Ah there you are" Jack grinned as he walked out into the hall, grinning widely, his hair all dripping wet. "Congratulations" you grinned, hugging him shortly before pulling off, not wanting to get soaked by him. "Thanks" he grinned with his characteristic smile.

"I'm just gonna go get changed then we're gonna go out for a couple of drinks. I can drop you off if you don't wanna go" "Nah, it sounds fun" you assured, meeting his smile as he slipped inside the changingroom again.

The club was packed. Sure it was starting to get into evening time but still, pretty early to get to the club in your opinion. Jack had taken you to a McDonald's after whining you were hungry but he had refused to go home so you could change but after downing your meal you were pretty happy regardless.

It was nice in the club, you talked a little amongst his teammates, drank a little until the clock turned to a more decent time where you began drinking for real. The club started getting busier and more and more alcohol went down your throat. Jack was somewhere unknown so you entertained yourself with Ruben. Someone you'd always found ridiculously attractive but you never acted on it, you wouldn't today either but a lil flirting and teasing didn't hurt.

After a little while you excused yourself to the bar, pushing through a lot of bodies to get to the front. You got your drink and turned around with a sigh, leaning against the side of the bar while sipping on it.

"Did someone ditch you here?"

Your eyes flickered up at the voice you somehow remembered it but couldn't place it until you saw that face again, Mason.

You couldn't hide the grin that spread on your face upon seeing him again, grinning lazily at him. "Hello Mason" you smiled

"No one ditched me, I just wanted some more alcohol" you answered, swirling your glass in front of him whilst he hummed.

"What are you doing here?" you questioned, looking over his shoulder to see if any other Chelsea players were there as well but you couldn't recognize anyone.

"Stones told me they were going and I thought why not, it's not too often i'm in manchester" he answered your question. You nodded in understanding, not really clicking it all together.

"So, what did you think of the game?" "Ah really good, good goal too" you hummed, looking into his brown eyes. He looked so good it felt cruel. He had changed into a simple white tee and dark jeans, his hair still visibly dampened but still styled. You let your tongue swipe over your bottom lip whilst keeping eye contact with him seeing his adam-apple bobble as he swallowed.

"Are you drunk?" he questioned making you chuckle "Nah" you grinned, standing up from the leant back position and downing the remainants of your drink before walking past him, grabbing his arm on the way and pulling him out on the floor.

You began dancing in front of his hungry eyes, the alcohol giving you a lot of confidence. He was as tipsy as you were soon joining you by grabbing your hips, looking intently into your eyes as you smirked, grinding into him more and more for every song.

The heat between you was too much, you couldn't miss it and you couldn't miss the way you felt his hardness through his jeans nor the way he did not so subtle ground into your ass every chance he got.

"I would ask you to go home with me but i'm sleeping at a friends" he revealed making you pout your lips in thought. You couldn't take him home to Jack's, not a chance but you couldn't not fuck him either. Your need for him was too much.

Your eyes lit up as you came up with a solution, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the bathroom.

He chuckled as you locked the door to one of them. "Really?" he laughed, "Well if you don't wanna fuck me-"

He shut you up by kissing you. His lips hungrily meet yours in a mess of teeth and tongue. You knew it was gonna be a messy and hurried fuck but it was all you needed right now. His hands roamed your body, squeezing your figure and feeling you up desperately.

Your hands tangled in his hair, tugging at it slightly as he let out small breathy noises at the contact. Your hands traveled under his t-shirt groaning as you felt his abs under your fingertips.

He broke the kiss only to tug his t-shirt over his head, his hands pushing up your own hoodie to grasp at your breasts. He walked you backwards, hoisting you up on the counter, your head leaning against the mirror as he hungrily kissed up your neck and over your jaw. "You're so sexy" he grunted, leaving a trail of kisses down your throat and up to your jaw again, kissing you hungrily.

You were the one who broke the kiss, grasping at his jeans to hurry things up a little. Let's face it, you were in a public bathroom.

"Okay okay" he chuckled, undoing your pants first before chucking them down your legs and letting them pool on the floor.

His hand moved like on instinct to your pussy, rubbing your clit over the flimsy material. You groaned, tilting your head back, closing your eyes in content. Finally getting what you wanted.

"Hm, that feels good?" he hummed, tone almost lingering on mocking. "Mhm" you moaned, looking at him with warning eyes which he just waved off with a chuckle. You were just about to say something when he gripped your underwear, pulling them off and throwing them next to your jeans.

His fingers created path between your fold, going up and down before two of them slid inside of you. You bit your lip to prevent the moan as he slowly started to move them, hooking them slowly and teasingly against your spot.

"Oh fuck" you groaned, breathing heavily against his ear and eyes threatening to close of pleasure.

Your hand made its way to his jeans, unbuttoning the button and pushing your hand down inside, palming his already hard dick through his boxers. He breathed out a heavy breath, eyelids getting heavy at the relief.

You pushed his underwear off as far as necessary and continued to stroke him, finding it satisfactory how he looked and breathed when you did. He however soon found it necessary to stop you before he would be cumming in your hand.

"Okay, okay" he breathed, pushing your hand away from him. He continued to flick his fingers inside of you a few more times before pulling them out. He pushed the digits into his mouth making you moan at the sight.

He pulled his digits out, chuckling at your reaction with gleeful eyes. His fingers softly brushed a couple of hair strands out of your face as his lips met yours again, this time much softer but still hungry and needy.

You lifted your hips slightly, hurrying him up. He got your signal, grabbing your hips while guiding himself to your opening just as eager as you were.

You couldn't help the moan that left your throat as he pushed in slowly. Your head fell back as your eyes fell closed at the stretch.

"Fuck" you breathed, gripping the edge of the counter harshly, your hips moving on their own to ger yourself used to the feeling of him.

He began slowly, easing you both into it. The alcohol making you both careless and needy, just wanting some sloppy club-bathroom sex.

He soon began to go faster, moving your hips to meet his thrusts, his dick hitting all the perfect spots inside of you with the position you were in. The pace getting more and more desperate for every thrust. "Ah fuck Mason" you groaned, trying to keep your eyes open to watch his reaction as he continued to thrust.

His eyes sparkled in the dim light and his mouth was half-open. Small pants coming out whenever he bottomed out inside of you. He watched your body move, watching how his dick repeatably disappeared inside of you, he watched as your breasts moved and how you bit your lip to not let out the loud moans you had on your tongue.

"Yeah? Feel good?" he hummed, looking cocky at your reactions to his actions. You nodded, not having the energy to put him in his place right now. "Yeah?" he pressed making you roll your eyes "Just shut up and fuck me" you grunted not missing the cocky smile he gave you as he picked up his speed further, thrusting harder into you.

The sound of your skin meeting was loud and you were almost scared someone would hear from outside of the bathroom. You tried to keep your moans in, biting your lip and when it became too much you leaned forward, bracing yourself on his shoulder as you bit the skin where his shoulder and neck met. He let out a slight whine at the mark only speeding up his movements.

"I'm close" he grunted, giving you a heads up. You nodded, kissing up his shoulder and neck while you let one of your hands move between you, rubbing tight circles on your clit. You could feel it building in your lower stomach, on the edge of bursting already. Your head felt dizzy and your eyes rolled at the extra stimulation.

"I'm gonna cum" you warned, rutting your hips against him as he groaned, silencing both of you with a kiss, each of you swallowing the others moans as you came down from your highs. You felt almost high, your eyes squeezing close and a lazy smile on your face. You could feel his legs and tummy clench as he came inside of you. Only then did it occur to you that you hadn't used a condom.

Mason seemed to realize the same thing, looking at you and blinking slowly "Did I just cum inside of you?"

You chuckled, leaning your head back against the mirror "It seems like it"

"Oh shit, I'm sorry-"

"I am on the pill, it should be fine" you dismissed, patting his shoulder reassuringly whilst he nodded at you, relief filling his eyes.

He slowly moved to slip out of you resting his forehead on your shoulder while you both tried to regain your breaths. "Maybe we should get out of here" you whispered, letting your lips ghost over his.

He nodded, meeting your eyes with a sweet smile before kissing you slowly, his tongue sweetly intertwining with yours.

When you parted you reached out to grab some paper towels from beside you, cleaning yourself up as he did the same.

He handed you your clothes and you quickly fixed yourself up, untangling your hair with your fingers before you nodded at him.

You stood up from the counter, buttoning your jeans before unlocking the door.

You stopped in your tracks seeing Jack casually leaned back against the wall as if he was waiting for you "Hey, there ya are, I thought you had drunken too much" he grinned

"I-uh" you stuttered, wincing as you felt Mason press into your back, his face snapping up as he saw that you were talking to someone.

Jack's mouth fell open, eyes fleeting between the two of you before he opened his mouth

"Hey! We said no teammates!" he exclaimed, looking at you accusingly.

"He is not your teammate!" You defended looking stroppily at him

"Yes he is!" "What, no he is in Chelsea!" You uttered in confusion. "England y/n, he is in England" Jack spoke calmly, his voice flat as he looked at you.

"Oh fuck"

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