#james maddison blurb

[lxndonorris]

new joggers - James Maddison

Y/N x James Maddison Theme: Smut (you've been warned) James showing off his nex joggers, leading to some sexy time x word count: 2100+

Since the first time either one of you got new clothes, you and James would always present the new pieces to the other. It turned into a little but funny tradition in which you'd appreciate each other's sense of fashion.

Today, James got a package with something he ordered a while ago, but he didn't tell you what it was. He immediately vanished behind the bathroom door, and even though he just wanted to change clothes, he spent the last 20 minutes there.

You're sitting on the sofa, browsing your Instagram account for any new pictures of your friends, when you hear the bathroom door open swiftly.

"Took longer than expected." You smirk, raising both of your eyebrows.

"I wanted to make sure everything fit as it should." A playful smirk spreads across his soft lips while you turn your face toward him.

Surprisingly, he's just wearing a new pair of gray joggers; his shirt and socks are lying discarded on the bathroom floor behind him.

Overwhelmed by his cockiness, you can't help but look at his crotch; the outlines of his member are clearly visible. You can tell he's so excited already, and your eyes are fixated on him, unable to look away.

"James." You whisper as he strolls closer towards you, making sure to do a little spin, showing you every side of his well-formed body. Those joggers fit him perfectly, flattering all of him as if they were made just for him and him alone.

Speechless, you're still trying to figure out what is happening, your eyes trying to look anywhere but the obvious dent in his bulging track pants.

"Like what you see, eh?" He growls, striking the typical Instagram pose with two fingers at his chin and his eyes staring into yours. His body looks so good—his toaned abs, his tattoos, his beautiful arms, and his gorgeous face. It feels like he spent all that time in the bathroom just for this moment, to impress you by wearing a simple pair of joggers while showing off all of him at once.

"Uh, yeah. I mean." You stutter and get up from the sofa to get closer to him.

"It looks really good." You say this, placing a hand at his waist to slide a few fingers into his pants, feeling the fabric. It feels soft but elastic, but it's fitting really well to his body.

James, clearly enjoying your fingers inside his pants, runs a hand down his thigh. "Thank you. It's really tight, isn't it?"

You watch his fingers run to his crotch, tracing the outlines of his member slowly yet teasingly. Gasping, you look into his eyes as he smirks. 

"You can definitely pull it off." You breathe, feeling the urge to touch him grow deep inside your belly—a sudden spark turned into a searing desire.

James licks his lips, putting his hands on your waist and pulling you into him, and you spot a similar spark ignite inside his bright eyes, causing your breath to quicken slightly.

"I bought it for us." He smiles, leaning in closer, yet his lips barely brush over yours. Your hands wander along his waistline and right to his ass, filling those pants easily. He purrs contently as you start to stroke him once, then twice, before you let your hands encompass the small of his back before you pull them away.

"I know you love me in those." James breathes deeply, making you gasp lightly again. Shuddering, you can feel his warm breath on your lips. To steady yourself, you put your hands on his firm chest, stroking him gently.

In response, he lifts his chin and tilts his head as his chest heaves with every deep breath he takes.

"Fuck, I really do love those tight ones." Looking down at his still-growing length, you let your hand run down his chest slowly and tenderly, making sure to feel every one of his muscles tensing at your touch.

Your eyes are stuck down there; you get lost in your thoughts; just James' gentle lifting of your chin snaps you out of it.

"You can touch it too." He breathes inside your mouth as he leans in for a deep, loving kiss.

Still hesitating, you can feel his taste all over your tongue, intoxicating every corner of your mouth. Right then, the faint scent of him—the familiar taste of his aftershave—reaches your nose, and once you take in a deep breath, it starts to cloud your mind; at the same time, you feel his hands all over your body, so gentle yet demanding.

"Try it." A low guttural growl escapes his throat, and his voice sounds so unusually deep.

You cannot help but give in and let your hands find their way to his joggers, feeling his longing desire bulge into the palm of your hands.

"Just like that." James breathes against your cheek, causing your skin to flush with color, turning it bright red. He's so close; the heat emitted from his body is reaching yours, letting the desire to give in to him completely burn even brighter.

"Is that good?" You grab him firmly, and he tries to hold back, yet he moans into your mouth.

"Fuck." He starts rocking his hip slowly into your touch, letting you feel him grow even harder inside your firm embrace. "Very good." James sighs, and his hands slip underneath your shirt. His warm hands dance across your skin, right toward your bra, uhooking it in one swift motion.

Leaning backward, you let him undress you one piece at a time. Your shirt drops to the floor first, then your bra, while he purrs deeply. He's enjoying himself; you can tell just by his gentle touch.

Satisfied, he stares at your body, at your boobs—touching you—feeling you tense more and more.

"Right there." You lick your lips and regain your composure slowly but steadily.

James opens his mouth to say something, but before any word escapes his lips, you let your hands slide inside his tight pants to touch him firmly, making him groan out loud instead.

"That's the way." You smirk, tracing the tangible outlines of his length through his thin boxers.

"You're a fucking tease," James growls, leaning into you to place kisses all over your neck as his hands massage your breast. You feel him playing with your nipples while you stroke him, just hard enough to make him carve much more.

You giggle shortly before his touch gets more intense, making you moan softly.

"You like it, don't you?" You whisper right into his ear while he's still busy kissing your neck, but he doesn't even need to say anything; part of him is giving you an answer, just by moving slightly against your hand.

Just then, with the scent of his cologne still hovering all around you and the burning kisses he leaves all over your skin, you can't wait any longer. In one swift motion, your hand gets inside his underwear, grabbing his length firmly.

He winces shortly, letting out a throaty moan, but regains his composure quickly as he separates himself to look straight into your eyes.

"You seem to enjoy yourself as well." He tilts his head teasingly, and at the same time, his hands encompass your entire upper body once more before they find their way between your thighs.

"I am." You giggle into his shoulder while he's desperately trying to open your jeans. He fails yet, and you feel his fingers trying to unbutton them.

"Work for it, James." You hiss, letting your hand stroke across his chest to pinch his hard nipples, making him grunt angrily.

Frustrated, he looks down at your jeans. "Who made these jeans?" He grunts angrily before he manages to unbutton your pants.

"Fuck this." He grins triumphantly as the jeans drop to the floor, and his eyes wander from your crotch upwards to your face.

Enjoying him in this state—a little angry, horny, and cocky—you place a hand at his chin, grabbing his face gently.

"I'm not that easy to get." You smirk again, and he grins before you let your hands slip out of his tight pants.

"I figured." James admits defeat, and you watch his gaze slowly wander down your body before it rests at your thighs. Simultaneously, one of his hands finds its way down there as well, and you enjoy the tingling sensation running through your veins at his slightest touch.

"Let's take this somewhere else." Returning the favor by brushing your hands against his thick bulge, you walk past him into the bedroom and make your way onto the bed.

But James doesn't say a word; instead, he just grolws deeply, a sound echoing through your bones, causing your body to vibrate in excitement.

You turn around to see James walking toward you, one of his hands touching himself firmly, and it seems like he's already edging himself on—his chest bulges with every deep breath he takes, his voice is all guttural and husky, and all of his muscles are tensed to their limit—a beautiful sight.

"I am so fucking hard right now." He grunts deeply, rubbing the palm of his hand against his length while closing the door behind him.

"Come here, then." You hiss and remove your underwear to throw it towards him, hitting his chest.

James gnashes his teeth angrily, pulling down his pants and boxers—you haven't seen him that agitated in awhile; all that teasing got him worked up all ready.

He strokes himself lovingly before he gets on top of the bed and starts crawling towards you.

Watching him get closer and closer, you lick your own lips and touch your own chest in anticipation of his intoxicating embrace.

Finally, he reaches your legs, spreading them slightly. You let out a soft moan as his hands run along your bare skin, his fingers leaving nothing but a burning sensation behind.

"James." You bite your lower lip while watching him touch you longingly.

He keeps staring into your eyes before he smirks, bending down to kiss his way across your skin, your thighs, and further down your body to your breasts. Feeling his soft, wet lips all over your skin sends waves of shivers down your entire back—so good.

Your whole body is bending into him in ecstasy, and you feel his lips brush over your skin until they reach your neck. Both of you are breathing so fast, feeling each other's bodies pressed against one another—feeling the other's heart racing, the deep breaths, the low, deep moans—it's so hard not to give in right away, to let go of all that pain and pleasure.

Already out of breath, you intertwine your fingers with him, trying to get a hold of something as you feel him, his length grinding on your thighs, just waiting for the moment to take another step forward.

"Be gentle." You hold back a soft moan, your gaze switching between his eyes and his lips as you feel him slowly slide inside you.

Leaning back against your pillows, you let out a low moan, bending your body even more. James, at the same time, embraces your body against his and lets his rhythm take over; his body moves smoothly back and forth, trying to find the most comfortable position for the two of you.

"Aren't I always?" He smirks before he rocks his hips against yours; his thrusts, however, are steadily increasing in strength and pace.

Steadying himself against the matress, you reach out for his chest to stroke him again and again, encouraging him to go further, and in the process, you pinch his nipples, making him moan loudly.

"That's...good." He grunts breathlessly and bends down to kiss you.

Embracing his lips on yours, you hug him as well, running your nails across his back.

James moans into your mouth before you feel him going even faster.

He is not wasting any time today, and he growls deeply in between his heavy breathing. With every firm thrust, you already feel yourself getting closer to the edge.

"Fuck, James. It feels-." You get interrupted by another strong thrust, pressing you against the mattress.

His expression tenses suddenly, his moves get rougher, and he bites his lower lip.

"I'm so close, already." James holds back another long groan, but it still escapes his lips.

With him keeping this up for a little while longer, it doesn't take long for the two of you to scream out in ecstasy, your voices echoing through your whole apartment.

For a while, you just stare into each other's eyes, breathing heavily and sweat dripping down his forehead. Just then, he leans into you, kissing you softly.

"Fucking amazing." He says, sliding out of you and dropping right next to you on the bed.

You pull up a blanket and cover both of you up to your chests as he gets closer to cuddle.

"Those pants, man, ugh." Letting out a deep sigh, you lay your head against his chest.

James chuckles. "I know, right. I'll wear them every day now."

Sharing a laugh, you kiss him again.

"I dare you." You nudge him playfully, and the two of you cuddle for a while until you fall asleep.

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[macybeckham7]

finding out that Madders is in the team

‘I’m going to the World Cup’ he says with a big smile on his face and tears appearing in his blue eyes. You jump at him making him fall back on the sofa, you smothering him with kisses as you were getting emotional. ‘I knew you would do it’ you beam. ‘You are going to the World Cup’ you smile. ‘We are going to the World Cup!’ he laughs and hugs you tightly. His childhood dream has finally come to reality.

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[footballxixstars]

james maddison praise kink pls

“Good girl,” James praised as he ran his hand through your hair grabbing it as you continued to give him a blowjob. You let out a loud moan at those words allowing one of your hands to wander down your own body as more fluids gushed out of your vagina showing how much you enjoyed the praise. You always knew that you liked praise especially when James gave you it but this was just showing how much you actually liked it.

“Oh, you like that do you? Have a little praise kink?” James questioned knowing that he wouldn’t be able to get a verbal answer. Not that he needed one; he already knew the answer.

“Fuck, so good princess. That feels incredible. You’re so good, look so pretty too,” James kept mumbling praises to you and you couldn’t help but whimper around his cock which was still in his mouth. Luckily those vibrations from your moans and whimpers just made it that much better for James and he tightened his hold on your hair as he came in your mouth still somehow mumbling praises to you.

“So good, who knew that you had a praise kink, maybe we could have a little fun with that,” James smirked at you and you just knew that he was going to use this knowledge to his advantage at every given moment. Not that you can really complain sex is going to be so much better now he knows about your praise kink.

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MASTERLIST | MORE MADDISON

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[eatsleepbreathefutbol]

Picnic date with James in the parc after the busy weeks you both just had, finally some time for the both of you. Diego trying to steal the food, leading it all into some hilarious scene as James kept trying to keep the dog to behave constantly excusing himself the whole time

Of course :)

This whole week had ben very exhausting for the both of you. James had always been coming home from work and wanting to go to sleep immediately, the same went for you after coming home from the office.

So you decided to make plans for a date, a picnic at the park. James brought Diego along because you missed playing with him.

You had brought a basket and in it you had packed sandwiches, strawberries, blueberries, and homemade chocolate chip cookies. James had brought a blanket to place on the ground and you set the basket down. Diego had laid down, and he was tired so he had put his head on his paw.

Diego had taken like a ten minute nap, within those 10 minutes you and James were eating, you even fed your boyfriend some grapes.

After his nap Diego woke up and saw some strawberries were on the lid of the tupper ware are near him. He had grabbed a strawberry with his mouth and started to try and get James to chase him. Madders saw Diego and started chasing him to get the strawberry back before he swallowed it. You were laughing at the scene being unfolded in front of you.

You started recording this funny interaction and posted it on your story with the caption "When the third wheel steals your boyfriend while on a date 😂".

When James came back you guys were dying of laughter because of Diego. You guys packed your stuff up and went home. On the ride home you were happy at how the date turned out even though Diego tried to steal James from you.

I hope you enjoy it! Also sorry for the delay of posting this piece :)

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[football-and-fanfics]

Smut prompts

I was in a certain mood and have "accidentally" (😁) written a few smut imagines.  They were written with no one specific in mind. But since I do not post imagines in the 'Anyone You Like' format, you can vote who these will be completed / posted for. 

You can find the prompts and cast your votes through HERE.

The form will stay open for 1 week, and you can vote as many times as you like. Posting will commence a.s.a.p. after that.

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[books-to-add-to-your-tbr]

Title: Supernatural Academy

Author: Jaymin Eve

Series or standalone: series

Publication year: 2019

Genres: fiction, fantasy, paranormal, romance, supernatural

Blurb: Maddison James is about to discover some truths about the world. Firstly, supernaturals exist. Secondly, she is one, even though no one seems to know exactly what kind. Thirdly, she’s about to go back to school. Well, things just got a little more interesting. The Supernatural Academy is where shifters, vampires, magic users, and fey are educated, where they are taught about their abilities and how to function in the human world. Maddison already has the human part down, but this supernatural thing is an entirely new dangerous game. Example one: mean girls who can actually turn you into a frog. Example two: Asher Lock, a god at the Academy. Not literally...well, who knows for sure? He certainly acts the part, as do all of the minions who worship him. Asher drives her crazy, because apparently, snarly, gorgeous, and arrogant is her thing, and despite their mutual dislike, sparks fly between them. The more they’re thrown together, the more Asher is determined to figure out what’s been blocking her abilities...until the moment the truth is revealed, and they find out nothing in this supernatural world is what they thought.

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[movies-to-add-to-your-tbw]

Title: Nim's Island

Rating: PG

Director: Jennifer Flackett, Mark Levin

Cast: Abigail Breslin, Jodie Foster, Gerard Butler, Michael Carman, Maddison Joyce, Christopher James Baker, Rhonda Doyle, Bryan Probets, Jay Laga'aia, Mark Brady, Anthony Simcoe, Peter Callan, Russell Butler, Colin Gibson, Andrew Nason, Dorothy Thorsen

Release year: 2008

Genres: fantasy, family, comedy, adventure

Blurb: A young girl inhabits an isolated island with her scientist father and communicates with a reclusive author of the novel she's reading.

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[footballerimaginess]

Madders daughter crying when she saw him get injured against Randers, and doesn’t stop crying until she is in his arms

As you watched James going down off of the ball against Randers, you were so upset. Not knowing anything that was going on, your heart was racing. "Hey it's okay" you cooed as you daughter Luna was crying in your arms as she was upset about Daddy being hurt. "It is okay, he is just poorly" you mumbled as you scooped her up in your arms and headed down into the tunnel to try and get some information about his welfare. "Can I see James?" you asked one of the medical staff. "Yes, he is through there" you nodded, thanking him as he let you pass. "Hey angel, oh come here. Why you so sad? I don't want you upset" Luna cuddled into James as tightly as she could. "Are you okay? What happened?" you asked with panic in your voice. "I just felt really sick, like I didn't know where I was. I am okay now, just need a rest I think. Was Luna scared?" you nodded as you grabbed his hand. "Yeah but see Daddy is okay. He just a little poorly" you reassured her.

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[mrsmctominay]

Can you do one where you have a fight and then make up please

Smut or not don’t really care

Love your work x

Kiss and Make Up- Anyone you like

*No name was mentioned so I'm doing it as anyone you like*

"I cannot believe you!", you scream as you storm out of the room. Your boyfriend was being such a prick tonight, you don't know what's gotten into him. Wishing you could go back a few hours so that everything was normal again, you throw yourself onto the bed, huffing in the process. You roll yourself over and push your face into the pillow, knowing your mascara was going to get all over the white pillowcase from your tears but you didn't really care at this precise moment, all you wanted was things to go back to normal with him. You sob and lightly scream into the pillow, hoping that this would all go away.

It's been about an hour and you've calmed yourself down a bit, the tears have stopped but you haven't bothered to wipe the mascara that's ran down your face. You can hear him coming up the stairs and you just know that he is going to come in the room and try talk to you. As much as you don't want to see him right now, you miss him and you want to forget about everything. "Y/N?", he says whilst knocking on the door and slowly pushing it open. You turn to look at him and his face drops, he can tell how upset you are just by looking at your face and he hates it. "I'm so sorry Y/N. I did not mean for it to be this bad, i didn't mean for it to be bad at all. I didn't want to make you feel like this. I am so so sorry. Please forgive me", he says sounding so sincere. You turn and hug him, starting to cry into his neck. He rubs your back in attempts to make you feel better and you slightly relax under his touch. "Can we kiss and make up please?", he asks. you giggle and kiss him on the lips. You love him so much and you hate arguing with him but sometimes its just inevitable.

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[trentaafcsblog]

Please the godparent thing for madders with chilly where you aren’t together but you’re a close friend of madders gf and you and ben get close over the baby? And then he asks you out?

You’re almost certain that you and Ben are chosen as the baby’s godparents because James wants to set you up, but regardless of whether those are his intentions or not, you’re both willingly accepting your new titles and taking to your godparent roles immediately, and your first task involves a double babysitting session with Ben - convenient, “s’alright this baby malarkey, ain’t it?” Ben’s saying after he’s sat and watched you change the baby’s nappy, “oh yeah it’s wonderful if you’re just sitting there on your phone whilst I’m up to my elbows in baby shit” you laugh, making Ben giggle because looking after a baby is all fun and games when you’re not really looking after them, “lemme make it up to you with a drink then?” he’s asking, a smirk breaking onto your face when you realise that all of your suspicions regarding the two of you being godparents are slowly starting to come true, not that you’re complaining, of course

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[bbychilly]

Could you please write one where Benji and madders aren’t the same after he left Leicester and with madders doing nothing after the crowd boos Ben during the game last night, Ben is just beyond pissed...something along the lines of, “asshole gets the FA Cup and a baby, that’s supposed to be me”

okay, sorry but i still believe they’re close friends. and it was kinda painful for me to write about them being enemies sooo here we go with a happy ending. sorry if it’s not what you wanted x

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“Get out of my way,” Ben said roughly, nudging James lightly on the shoulder.

“What happened?” he made an innocent face as he looked at you.

Ben came up to you, burying his nose in your hair, and you just stroked his head, whispering something to him. His hands were clutching you around the waist, trying to distance himself from everything that was happening in the Wembley tunnel. “He didn’t even say anything to me in support when that crowd of Leicester fans was booing me,” Ben muttered resentfully. “He was just standing and smiling. And I used to call him my best mate, for fuck’s sake.”

“Benji, darling, calm down,” you stroked his cheek as he looked at you, frowning. “You know that this is just euphoria. They won the tournament.”

“Do I care?” Ben took your hand and led you around the corner. “We were best friends. He could do at least something!” in his eyes you noticed pain and disappointment, and not only because of the painful defeat.

“Shhh, baby, come here,” you put his head on your shoulder again to run your fingers through his wet hair. It always helped to calm him down. “Perhaps you need to talk.”

“If it were the other way around, I’d support him or ask our fans to stop booing him,” Ben kept overthinking, pressing you against the wall tighter and tighter, to forget where you were and completely relax. “This idiot gets both the trophy and the baby. But damn, that’s not fair,” you smiled because your boyfriend sounded more like a little boy. “It should’ve been me!”

“And you will,” you stroked his hair without stopping as if combing it with your fingers. “The booing from Leicester fans will be ridiculous when you lift the Champions League trophy, and I,” you smiled tiredly, “and we will be beyond proud of you. More than anyone else,” taking Ben’s palms in yours, you slid down from your neck to your tummy and ran your thumb over his palm.

“We haven’t won the Champions League yet, why are you so confi... Wait, what?” A smile lit up his face and he shook his head in disbelief. “Are you serious? Oh my God,” he leaned towards you, gently kissing you, still not removing his hands from your flat belly.

“Hey, bro,” you turned to a familiar voice. Yes, after Ben moved to Chelsea, something happened between best mates. Everyone noticed it. But neither you nor James’ girlfriend gave up. You both told them a thousand times that they just need to have a heart-to-heart, figure out what was going on.

“You again,” Ben snapped, turning back to you, returning his thoughts to your baby.

Maddison scratched the back of his head awkwardly, about to leave, but someone pushed him in front. “Go on, I told you! You were best friends, Madders!” you heard a familiar stubborn voice.

“Come on, Ben,” you nodded, “you really were best friends, stop acting like children, so go and talk finally,” you pushed him to James as well and waved your hand to Kennedy. When the former best friends stepped aside, she came up to you and you both giggled softly.

“Have you already told him?” she looked at your little belly.

“Yep, but I didn’t plan on doing it today,” you both were looking at Ben and James, who were awkwardly trying to discuss something. Your conversation was much more lively and active than theirs, but soon they came up to you, smiling and hugging each other by the shoulders. “I always knew that men’s serious conversations end much faster than women’s,” you giggled.

“Have you made peace?” as if the mother of the stubborn son asked the girl and fixed James’ messy hair.

“Yeah, but I had to apologise,” muttered Maddison.

“Same to be honest,” Ben buried his nose in your neck again, placing his hands on your tummy.

Leaving home, you watched with a smile on your face the old forgotten handshake, which they said goodbye always when they were close friends. Their short hug and Ben has already dropped his hands on your waist, catching up with you near the Wembley exit. “It’s not so painful to think about defeat now,” Ben sighed, even though you knew he said it so as not to upset you. He always did that.

“Because you and James made peace?” You brushed his wet hair off his face with a smile.

“Oh, well, because of this too, but it’s not the main reason,” he squatted down in front of you, leaving a thousand kisses on your still flat tummy. “That’s my biggest reason for smiling, you dummy.”

“Stop it, everyone’s looking at us,” you grabbed his wrist, making him get up and go on to the car. “You can continue it at home though,” you giggled and Ben rolled his eyes as he pressed his lips to your cheek, making you blush slightly.

tags: @brewsterbabyy @donkeykai @alexajanecollins @cam-blog98 @benchillys @footballerimaginess

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[lxndonorris]

that’s mine - James Maddison

Y/N x James Maddison

Theme: Smutish, Teasing (not too explicit)

teasing your Instagram followers with a steamy pic with your new boyfriend James x

word count: 1100+

It’s pretty late at night when you find yourself sitting at the edge of your bed, watching your boyfriend James looking at himself in the mirror after he just trimmed his beard. While you’re wearing one of his latest jerseys, which he wore a few weeks ago in a match between Leicester City and Birmingham, and one of his favorite shorts, he is wearing a pair of tight track pants with the tip of his Armani boxers sticking out of it. Enjoying the sight of his well-formed body, his nicely done hair, and his tattoos, you bite your lower lip when it hits you. 

A few weeks ago, James slid into your DMs on Instagram after he liked nearly all of your pictures on his private account. At first, you didn’t know who he was, football was never something you were interested in and it seemed like a guy who was interested in you. For someone with a pretty large platform with more than sixty thousand followers, that wasn’t unheard of. However, James was different. You’d talk for hours about everything going on in your lives and he seemed to care a lot for you. So you started seeing each other more and more until you decided to get together. 

For now, you kept the relationship to yourselves, but as everything got more serious, you think it’s about time to at least tease your audience with a picture of the two of you. James scratches his arm, running his fingers along the lines of his tattoos before he turns around towards you and catches you staring at his chest, “Like what you see, huh?” He smirks and slowly walks towards you, the sound of his rough voice snapping you out of your thoughts. “You know it.” You say as he stands right in front of you and you put your arms around his back, pulling him closer towards you. “Yes, I know.” He giggles quietly, leans forward into you to kiss you lovingly, once then twice, leaving his sweet taste everywhere in your mouth.

James growls deeply, his scruffy beard tickling you with every kiss. “I was thinking about something.” You say while you enjoy the smell of his cologne and the heat of his body spending you comfort. “About what?” He says quietly, his face just inches away from yours. “What about we take a picture for my Instagram.” You smile playfully, both of your hands wandering around his body to his chest, feeling his muscles tense with every move of your fingers. “I guess you have something in mind?” His eyes start shining brightly, as you stroke him gently. 

Without saying another word, you get up from the bed and walk towards your make-up table, searching for one of your favorite red lipsticks. James now sits on your bed, watching you curiously. Once you turn around again, you catch him carefully stroking his crotch through his pants with one hand while he runs the other hand through his beard. “This will be great.” You smile mischievously and reach for his hand, which he takes instantly. “What are we doing?” He says, his voice slightly high-pitched, raising an eyebrow. “You’ll see.” You giggle underneath your breath, bending down to use the lipstick to write something on his tummy. “I’m ticklish.” He tries his best not to move a lot while you finish writing.

Smiling triumphantly, you take a step back and look at your work. James looks down to his chest and starts muttering something underneath his breath “‘that’s mine.” He says, now smirking when his gaze meets yours once more. “Is that so?” You nod approvingly and reach for his hands again. “Now, come. Leading him back to the mirror, you hand him your phone as you step behind him. “Am I qualified to take that picture?” He giggles nervously but you just nudge him playfully. “I believe in you.” You say, hugging him from behind, your hands now slowly tracing the outlines of his waist around his body until your thumbs are pointing at the letters while your fingertips slide into his boxers, just enough to put a little emphasis on the bulge forming in his pants.

“That’s hot.” He groans, leaning into your touch. “That’s what I thought.” You stroke him teasingly, getting him more and more into it. Then, before it gets too intimate, he takes a few pictures, for you to choose the most appealing one for your audience. Once you're done, he turns around, handing you the phone before he grabs your waist, pulling you into him, the huge dent in his pants telling you just how much he’s enjoying this little photo shoot. While you check the pictures, he makes sure to fondle your waist, along your chest to your arms, his fingers barely brushing over your skin sending shivers down your spine. “Hope they’re alright.” James breathes against your skin as he starts to place kisses all over your neck, right behind your ear.

“They’re perfect.” You moan slightly once he starts grinding on you, his hands now encompassing your body, underneath your shirt along your spine to your butt. But before he gets into it, you stop him by putting a hand firmly on his chest. “We’re not done yet.” You say as he turns his face towards you and you place a hand at his chin, holding him in place. James licks his lower lip, his hands now inside your shorts, firmly securing you in place. Together, you get onto the bed and while you edit one of the pictures, he keeps on kissing you just like before, his hands now carefully stroking your thighs. You cut off his face just enough to not spoil the surprise, after all, this is supposed to be a little tease, to keep people talking about who he could be. 

“Is that okay?” You ask him, blushing slightly. James looks at the screen and runs a hand through his beard again before he smiles brightly. “You’re so talented, creative, and stunning.” He says, turning his face towards you as his expression softens instantly. Now, you lean into him, placing a kiss right on to his lips. “You did all the work by looking like this.” You admire his body once more, running a hand across his chest down to the words written on it. “That’s yours now,” James growls quietly, licking his lips again before you start kissing him passionately.

After a while, you post the picture and watch the comments, speculating who the mysterious guy could be, complimenting the two of you, and wishing you the best.

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[macybeckham7]

U and Madders arguing, you tell him that you travelling to away games and never miss a match of the season. and you are like ‘you can’t even do this one thing for me?’

‘Are you seriously not going to do this one for me? I support you and your career, drop everything to travel down the motorway for away games’ you start to ramble on. He just sits there calmly. ‘You do it because you want to, and you can’t throw it in my face because I can’t’ he says half heartedly. Your eyes narrow at him. ‘No you can, you just can’t be fucking bothered!’ you quip. You knew that there was no point arguing with him as he didn’t think he was in the wrong.

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[alltoolewis]

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baby chilly and baby madders being the best of buds please

your babies were only a few months apart so naturally they got on very well, ben and madders always meeting up for little daddy day care dates whenever they had a free moment, teaching their babies football and how to get away with stuff without mummy telling them off. and you love that your little one already has a best friend who they can go through life together with

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[football-and-fanfics]

Bad feeling - James Maddison & Kasper Schmeichel

Who: Kasper Schmeichel & James Maddison Request: Could you write No. 13 with Kasper Schmeichel and James Maddison? Thank you in advance! :) Prompt #13: "I got a bad feeling about this." Requested by: anonymous Warnings: mentions of injury Thanks for your request. Hope you'll like it :-)

At first, James believed he could play on. True, he had gotten a serious kick to his ankle and it had buckled nastily from under him, but with this being an important match for Leicester, James wasn't planning on giving up easily. It only took him only 30 seconds, though, to realize this might be a more serious injury than he had first anticipated. He managed to bite through the pain and held out for another ten minutes, but then he really couldn't go on anymore and had to have himself substituted. Kasper watched it all from his goal, and had a distinct feeling this could be more than just a knock. He went looking for James after the match. The Brit sat on a chair in the physio room, looking absolutely defeated, with his foot and ankle submerged in a bucket with ice water. "How's it looking?" Kasper asked, frowning as he looked down at James' obviously bruised and swollen ankle. James shook his head. "I got a bad feeling about this." "It looks rather unpleasant indeed," Kasper agreed. He knew James had been struggling with a few different injuries lately, and was only just back to full fitness. The last thing Kasper wished for him was a new injury to add to the list. James looked dejectedly down at his foot submerged in the water. "I can't do this again," he mumbled miserably, "I don't think I can deal with another injury." His words were only a soft whisper, but Kasper caught them. "Hey." He sat on his haunches next to James' chair. "You can do this. The whole team is behind you and there for you to help you through." "I know," James shrugged sadly, "but it's just so damn hard." Kasper smiled softly at James. "That I can't deny, I'm afraid. But please know you can always come talk to me, or call me whenever you need to." "I will." James nodded appreciatively. "Trust me." Kasper rested a comforting hand on James' shoulder. "It might be hard, but you'll be back before you know it." Tags: @glam-khal, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @stonesys, @prettystones If you would like to be added to the tags list, too, you can fill out this form and I'll add you to it!

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