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loviingpedri · 6 months
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playboys don’t play - marc guiu
prompt: college parties are his thing, but soon you’re the life of his party.
warnings: cursing, drinking, suggestive content (not smut, but just some making out and physical touch), probably some cheesy stuff
credits to owners for all images.
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just to clear things up, you weren’t a total loser in college. you loved going out with your friends. the only difference is, you knew how to maintain your grades. this semester has taken over your life very negatively. your friends never saw you anymore, and you only said 5 words to your roommate every single day.
there was only one solution. going out to a party. don’t get me wrong, therapy is very considerable as well. yet, parties are free and a nice stress reliever. your friends practically forced you out of your dorm. you loved going out, but never to places where the entire college is attending.
this party was a celebration to the college’s first soccer game this season, ending in a successful win. it was hosted by the one and only, marc guiu.
it was only his first year attending college. boy, did he gain a quick reputation. every single girl wanted him. during conversations before your classes, his name would start echoing. loud sounds of laughter and shrieks from people as he walked past. rumors flew about how many girls he’s been with, but nobody knew if they were true. constant talk in your friend group of bets on who gets to be the lucky girl he’s going to be with tonight.
you couldn’t lie to yourself. he was very attractive. he gave you sweet smiles across the class, maybe a few winks. in return, you gave him a ‘what the fuck’ face. you were in denial that you wanted him too.
“y/n is looking hella good today.” one of your girlfriends whistling as you put on your red lipstick.
“about time you took a break from your glasses. those contacts look really nice.”
overwhelmed with the compliments, you replied with a simple thank you. nothing like a tight and short black dress with gold jewelry.
arriving to the party, you and your friends were greeted with flashing lights. your friend group consisted a mix of girls. some popular, some casual, some nerdy. all that matters was a healthy friendship.
welcomed with shots being poured down your throat. you were still shocked at how beautiful the soccer teams ‘frat’ house was.
mingling in with the people, you couldn’t help but make eye contact with marc. his soft brown eyes looking at you and slowly noticing every detail of you.
“who are you staring at?” hector came up to him, causing the eye contact to break. you turned around to socialize with people and make more friends.
“nobody.” marc cleared his throat. trying to gain his normal thoughts, hector could see through his lies.
“you were staring at y/n, weren’t you.”
“no. i wasn’t. what are you talking about.” he shook his head repeatedly. marc had feelings for you ever since he laid eyes on you. he hated when rumors came around about him with other girls because the only person he wanted to be with, was you.
“marc, it’s time for you to tell her. im sure you don’t want any other guy on her, right?” as hector said the last sentence, he pointed at you talking to another guy who was obviously flirting with you.
“maybe i will. don’t worry about it.” marc walked away to get a drink as hector shrugged him off. nothing like getting him riled up just so he can be more direct towards you.
more games came around. such as beer pong, and your favorite, spin the bottle.
people sat in a circle with an empty beer bottle in the middle. first few spins landed on some of your friends.
“maria, truth or dare?” your friend, livy asked her.
“truth.” some people shouted boring, but the game was just getting started.
“is it true you hooked up with tyler?” sounds of ooo’s and gasps were heard. rumors flew around here, and this was the perfect time to get them straight.
“it is true.” maria laughed it off. the secret was finally out. considering maria was your roommate, you knew all the details of that night.
“alright, next.” livy’s boyfriend spun the bottle. slowly passing up marc, it landed on hector.
“truth or dare, hector?” hector gave a soft smirk. this man was always up for a challenge.
“dare.” it’s a tradition that the first dare of the night had to be the most memorable and the highlight of the party.
“i dare you to make out with kaitlyn.” damn, this game was getting hot. nothing like a time to rekindle high school sweethearts. especially when hector missed his ex girlfriend from his junior year. kaitlyn didn’t mind, she wanted him back just as bad.
hector stood up slowly and went up to her. both of them start making out, leading to many people trying to separate them after awhile.
“alright, next person.” hector spun the bottle. it made two laps and spun past you twice. it slowed down and pointed directly at marc.
“marc, my best friend, truth or dare.” hector patted him on his back.
“dare.” marc’s soft smile made you smile.
“i want you to spend 7 minutes in heaven with the next person it lands on.” all the girls made eye contact with each other. some of them were determined to have the bottle land on them.
“deal.” marc spun the bottle as fast as he could. slowly and slowly, the bottle landed on you. hector gave him a nice smile and a few laughs. you slowly stood up as marc was looking at you in disbelief.
“get up marc. you know you want to.” you were scared. you doubted anything was gonna happen since this would be the first interaction between the two, but this was definitely not how you saw yourself for the next 7 minutes. everyone followed you and him upstairs to his room. hector opened his closet door. luckily it was clean. "have fun." hector closed the door and now you were alone with marc. with the only light coming from his room through the little cracks of his door.
the next 2 minutes were just in silence as both of you sat on the ground. it was awkward, and you wanted to try and talk to him. yet, he looked terrified.
soon, he spoke, "i'm sorry y/n. i didn't wanna make my reaction look like that."
"you're fine. i thought you hated me for a second." trying to ease the tension, marc knew it was time to listen to hector's advice.
“no, i don’t hate you. it’s actually the opposite. i know this sounds weird, but i actually have a crush on you.” this was the first time someone ever confessed to you directly. maybe the first time someone even confessed. you were in pure shock trying to process what he just said.
“i thought you had a girlfriend.” marc sighed, knowing you were gonna bring up the rumors.
“i swear i’ve never dated anyone. you’re the only one i have feelings for. i know you’ve heard and think i got with almost every girl here, but i can promise you i didn’t. y/n, i’m being so serious to you. i’m not the playboy you think i am.”
you moved your body closer to him as he looked at you. he waited patiently for a response. “that’s actually pretty sweet of you to say. i’m not gonna lie to you either, but i think you’re attractive too. it’s just, i think we need to take some time to get to know each other.”
“that’s understandable. i’m just glad you got where i was coming from.” you made eye contact with him again. this time, you were closer to his face and you could see his eyes glisten at you. you looked at his lips, then his eyes.
one second led to another, you were now fully making out with him. you were straddled over his lap as your tongues continued to dance. his left hand placed on your ass, and his right traveling around your body. you kissed his jawline, then to his neck. he wanted his full attention on your lips though. he was holding your cheek as the night became needy.
unexpectedly, the door opened. you got off of marc and stood up to fix your dress.
“i see someone had fun.” hector winked at marc as he helped him stood up. walking outside, everyone was shocked. you looked at marc in confusion, only to notice your red lipstick was all over his lips, neck, and jaw. marc looked at you, and did not expect to see your lipstick smudged.
everyone left the room as marc wiped off some of your lipstick, and gave you one last kiss.
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sports-on-sundays · 2 months
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countertop make out sesh with marc guiu and someone walks in?🤭
stupid with love / Marc Guiu
Summary: Marc x girlfriend!reader - Sometimes there's a consequence to getting too carried away...
Warnings: well I'm just going to say it may get a little heated, I don't write scenes like this *often* so I hope it's good but we'll see
Requested: Yes.
Author's Note: 🤭 Thank you anon for the request! Sorry if it's not up to your expectation, because I don't write things like this often, but regardless, I hope you enjoy!
"There you are."
You look up from your phone and meet the brown eyes of Marc Guiu, who is standing in the doorway.
He continues into the kitchen, walking closer, "I've been looking for you. Why're you in here? Everyone else is in the living room..."
"I know," you shrug. "It's just... I don't know. It got a little loud."
Marc invited some of his friends, including a lot of the Barcelona guys, to his house for a little hang out. Of course, that also included you, being his girlfriend and all. But that's just it. The only people who know that you're dating are you and him.
And when you haven't seen each other in a while because you're both busy with your work and vacations and obligations, it gets tough to have him right in front of you, but be unable to shower him with love.
"Is everything okay?" he questions, leaning against the counter next to you.
You shrug a bit. "I don't know. I guess. It's just hard, you know... I've missed you, and I have to, you know, pretend to just be your friend, in front of all the guys. I haven't seen you in too long... And it's hard to fake it."
Suddenly, he takes a step so that he's standing in front of you, facing you, instead of next to you. Immediately, with the swift motion, his hands meet your waist, gently, and he says softer, "No, no. I understand. Completely."
And you catch the glint in his eye. "Hey, hey..." you murmur. "Calm down. Maybe we should just..."
"Just what?" he questions, clearly fighting a cheeky smirk. "I've missed you too... you know..." he murmurs, leaning closer. "And I'm sure no one will come into the kitchen... They're all too distracted to even notice we're gone..."
Your eyes search his as you feel your face heating up. "What are you planning on doing, Marc?" you ask softly, not meaning it as an invite, but more just a questioning.
But he takes it as an invite.
Your boyfriend slowly leans in, and gently tucks your hair behind your ear, before his hand returns to your waist. You feel his hot breath tickle your ear as he whispers, "Don't worry... Just enough to show you how much I've missed you..."
"Marc..." you murmur back, "you know this is stupid..."
He chuckles a little, hums, and responds, "Then maybe I'm stupid..." With his hands, he pushes your lower back into the counter, before gently lifting you and slipping you onto the counter, so that your faces are level, since he's taller than you.
And then his smooth, pink lips kiss you right below your ear lobe, and continue with a trail of kisses all down your jawline. You feel yourself heating up as his hands gently glide along your waist.
He leans away a bit, staring at you in your eyes, and you inhale as he leans back in again, and his lips meet yours. He starts kissing you gently, with soft touches of his lips against yours, causing butterflies to fly up in your stomach. But he slowly leans in more, tilting his head, pushing his mouth more into yours in a passionate kiss, telling you how much he's missed you through it. Your heart pounds in your chest as his hands gently slip under your shirt, and grip the bare skin on your waist slightly tighter. You gently allow your lips to slightly part, inviting his tongue to slip inside. His breath is quickened, and you can feel the warmth coming from his body as he presses his strong chest more into you.
Your hands travel to his lower back, and you pull him more into you, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt between your fingers. When Marc finally pulls away, breathing heavier, you warn smoothly, staring into his half-lidded eyes, "Nobody better find us..."
"Stop worrying..." he whispers back, leaning in closer once again. "Give yourself to me. It'll be okay... Just let me have you."
You exhale shakily but nod as your heart rate quickens and his lips meet yours once again, knowing you've reached the point of no return, and there's no going back now. You feel his hands slowly moving higher under your shirt, and a shiver of excitement fills your body as you let yourself melt into him, and you intensely return the emotions in his heated kisses. All the worries flow out of you as trust replaces them, not even caring anymore as the electricity of pleasure fills your body. He then gently nibbles your lip, which gets a shaky gasp out of you, and you clutch his back tighter as he delicately begins to purr about how beautiful you are. How lucky he is have you. And how he can't keep his hands off of you.
The movement of his body over yours makes you feel weak, and you're glad you're sitting on the counter, rather than leaning against it.
"Oh, just shut up..." you say with a soft giggle, your stomach tightening at the subtle, hungry look in his eyes, "and keep kissing me."
He lets out a quiet grunt before responding, "I've missed you so much, love..."
Your breath catches in your throat as his hands trace your torso softly, and he kisses your neck, giving it a gentle nibble. You let out another breathy gasp as your body quivers and he returns to your lips for more fervent kisses. His hands continue to travel further up, softly, and you feel a rush of desire and anticipation run through your whole body at how close to your chest his hands are getting, like he's teasing you.
He pushes in closer with another very soft grunt. Nothing and no one else exists right now other than you and Marc, and the feelings of connection, the shock of electricity, between the two of you.
So that's why it happens to fast and confusing when a voice in the outside world screams, "Ah- whoa! What the actual hell?!" and Marc tears himself away from you.
Your eyes shoot open, and you lean back on your hands on the counter, panting.
And your whole body freezes when your brain catches up, and there is Lamine Yamal, standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
Oh God. It just had to be the sixteen-year-old?!
He looks utterly shocked, and it's Marc who is the first one to act. He suddenly says, "Hey, you better not tell anyone what you just saw!"
"Uh..." is all the boy manages.
"No one. Got it?" Marc asks, his hand still lingering on your thigh, as if he doesn't even realize it.
"I'm, uh... traumatized," comments Lamine, slowly taking a step back.
"Traumatized?" you retort. "Give me a break! And you said you're such a romantic! Why are you even in here, anyway?" You're still hot, and feeling extremely embarrassed and somewhat indignant.
Despite it all, you kind of like Marc's hand gently remaining on you.
"I was just coming in for some snacks!"
You groan, "Marc, he's going to tell everybody!"
"You better not, you-"
"I won't!" Lamine squeals, taking another step back. You would laugh, if what happened hadn't just happened.
"Yeah, right," Marc snorts ruefully.
Lamine hesitates in the awkwardness of the situation, before saying, "I mean... so, you guys are dating, then?"
"If we are, it doesn't concern you, because nobody needs to know if we are or not," Marc claims, finally taking his hand away from you to cross his arms across his chest.
"So you are..." he says, a mischievous look on his face.
"You're sixteen!" you snap in disapproval. "Go and play with your toy trucks, for God's sake!"
"You're, only, like, three years older than me!" Lamine fires back, clearly kind of shaken by seeing his teammate with his hands under a girl's shirt, about to do-
Well, you know exactly what he was about to do, and you were looking forward to it, before Lamine had to walk in on you and ruin it.
"Well, you're the two that decided it was a smart idea to do this when you know-" Lamine starts up again, but is interrupted by Marc retorting, "You stop it. Now go back to the guys, and we'll be in there in a minute!"
"Oh, you want me to leave so you can make out more?" taunts the basically twelve-year-old.
This causes you to go even redder as Marc snaps, "No, actually!"
"Well, I'm going to have to go tell the boys about this, now... Too big not to..." He turns on his heel and leaves the kitchen playfully, but Marc calls, taking off after him, "You better not, you little idiot!"
You sit, left alone on the kitchen counter with your thoughts. You run a hand over your face, and despite it all, a soft, disbelieving smile appears on your face, as you know Marc would do anything, even wrestle his own teammate, to protect you, your reputation, and your relationship.
And you know Marc will be getting a scolding later, too, for this.
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barcaluvv · 2 months
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Make me MARC GUIU X READER
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You and Marc have already been in a so-called relationship for 2 years, ever since he started his football career and when he got famous you felt like he doesn't love you anymore, although he never showed any jealous side until..
You fought all the time and he honestly didn't care, but the way he makes you feel was more important than that.
He didnt really like physical touch, but u loved putting your head on his biceps and inhale his scent, despite he would just push you away in any given moment.
It all happened one night, you were there to support him play against athletico madrid, the opposite team is strong but marc did his best. He noticed while he was gazing from the field to the bench seeing some Athletico madrid player hitting you up, and when i tell you his face went straight, dead serious, he was ready to literally beat the shit out him for even trying to touch you.
But he was patient, waiting for the player to join the game. He player kept pushing him on the field like he was the ball, at one point whispering to Marc "Yo girl is fucking hot" with a big disgusting smile on his face. Fermin and Felix looked at eachother knowing there would be a red card facing Marc sooner or later because he started to hit him in the back of his neck, aggressively mumbling " peace of shit" repeating this several times . The teammates tried to calm Marc down but he was constant with making this moment his last one. And as expected he needed to get out of the field. Without even a single look given, he rushed taking of his shirt whipping the sweat from his hair. Cursing his way down the stairs. Moments after the trainer said "Y/n you should go check on him he does stupid things when he gets angry" you went after him without saying a word. "Marc what the fuck have you done?! Are you out of your mind?! WTF?" .
You pulled him by his arm, seconds after he immediately snaps out of your touch.
" Talk to him again and I'll snap his neck you understand, i bet you liked how he was flirting with you didn't you" you got scared and threw yourself on the first bench next to him, with tears in your eyes.
"No, don't cry baby i didnt mean to make you emotional". He pulled you in his arms, grabbing your hair and with a aggression starting to kiss you.
he started shaking your head with two of his arms, while you closed your eyes at his words.
"Youre mine, dont you forget that" .
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myfanfictions · 5 months
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Pool Party with the Barca Boys
Synopsis:
Y/N is Gavi’s sister.
A pool party is being held at Gavi’s house with Frenkie de Jong, João Cancelo, Marc Guiu, Héctor Fort and Aron Yaakobishvili in attendance.
Y/N is living it up, flirting with all of the guys (and who could blame her, her brother’s teammates were HOT).
But deep down, she has a sweet spot for Héctor.
Chapter 1
Y/N’s POV
Today was the day that Y/N had been looking forward to for weeks, today Gavi’s teammates would all meet up at his place for the long-awaited pool party.
You were giddy with excitement, since you knew that Héctor Fort would be coming too.
Ever since you first laid eyes on him when accompanying Gavi during football practice, you hadn’t been able to get him out of your head.
You had a thing for football players, fuckboys and Mediterranean men and Héctor was the perfect embodiment of all three.
You knew that this was technically a pool party, but you wanted to look your best for Héctor and so you’d spent four hours painstakingly doing your hair and makeup before the guys arrived.
Since you were gonna be “swimming” and it was 25C outside, you’d put your hair up in a stylish messy bun and had kept your makeup minimal.
As for your outfit, you’d done your best to pick out the skimpiest bikini that you owned, if that wouldn’t catch his attention, you don’t know what would.
Even you had to admit that the “bikini” was quite revealing and so, you’d decided to wear a coverup over it (decent as you were). Though you were well aware that the coverup was see through and left plenty of cleavage exposed.
Worst case scenario, Héctor wouldn’t be interested in you and you’d just hook up with one of Gavi’s other friends instead.
After having locked yourself in Gavi’s bathroom for the past four hours, you entered the living room and saw Gavi sitting on the couch.
He gave you a once over as he frowned and said “you know it’s a pool party right? We’re gonna be swimming”.
“Oh I know, you said, with a smile”. “Who are you trying to impress?” asked Gavi. “No one” you squeaked, fuck, was it that obvious? You thought to yourself.
“And what in god's name are you wearing? Could you possibly have put on anything skimpier?” asked Gavi.
“You worry too much Gavi, please just take a chill pill”. “Fine”, he said, ”just know that I”ll be watching you closely and if any of the guys so much as looks in your direction, I'll kill them”. “I don’t need your protection Gavi”. “Trust me you do”, he said.
At that moment the bell rang. Saved by the bell, how cliche, you thought.
You jumped up and said “I'll get it”, as Gavi looked at you and rolled his eyes, you skipped to the front door.
In front of the door stood Frenkie, Pedri and João Cancelo.
“Hi guys, are y'all ready to party?” you asked, as you gave each of them a hug.
“As ready as I'll ever be”, said Frenkie.
“It’s nice to see you again” said Pedri.
“Looking good” said João Cancelo. “You too”, you chirped and blushed.
“Where are the others?”, you asked Frenkie.
“Marc, Héctor and Áron Yaakobishvili will be arriving in 15 minutes, Marc just texted me”, said Frenkie.
“Okey-dokey, can’t wait to get the party started”, you said. “Come on in”.
The three boys walked in and greeted Gavi.
“Woah, Gavi, you’re so lucky to have someone like that as your sister”, Frenkie said.
Pedri nodded in agreement, while João said “poeh”.
“You guys are disgusting” said Gavi, you do realise that that’s my sister, you’re talking about?
“Oh we’re well aware”, said Frenkie while grinning.
Gavi objectively knew that his sister was good looking, ever since Y/N had been in middle school, guys had been throwing themselves at her and his teammates were no different.
“Okay, can we please stop talking about my sister?” , said Gavi.
“Sorry”, João said. “But can you really blame us?”
At that moment the bell rang for the second time, causing the boys to stop bickering.
“I'll get it”, you said in a cheery voice.
You opened the door and your face lit up when you finally saw Héctor, for a moment there, you were afraid that he wouldn’t show.
“We’ve come bearing gifts”, said Marc Guiu.
“We brought plenty of booze” said Áron Yaakobishvili, lifting a bottle.
“And snacks”, said Héctor Fort, holding a platter with delicious looking mini pizzas.
He gave you the platter and as he did, your hands briefly touched, sending an electric shock through your whole body.
You wondered if Héctor felt it too.
They brushed past you as you took the tray with pizzas and placed them in the fridge.
You were still reeling from Héctor’s touch, when you made your way to the outside pool.
The pool was large and deep enough to to be making somersaults in, which is why the guys loved Gavi’s pool.
Part of the fun was seeing the guys rough housing and in swim shorts no less.
The boys had started to play football by the pool, with Áron acting as goalkeeper and the rest of the guys taking turns trying to shoot the ball in the goal.
Áron however, was giving them a tough time, demonstrating how he was shaping up to be a promising future goalkeeper for Barcelona’s first team.
Áron loved how hard the other guys were trying and started taunting Héctor once it was his turn saying “you know the ball’s supposed to land in the goal, not next to it”.
“Just you wait” said Héctor. “Yeah, we”ll show you”, said Marc.
“Eventually”, Áron retorted.
After having played three more rounds, without any of the guys managing to score, Áron said “let’s make this more interesting, the first one to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with Y/N, if Y/N is up for it, that is”.
“Y/N, how does that sound?”
“Hmmm, sorry, what were you saying?”, you hadn’t been paying attention to what Áron was saying, too wrapped up in the ogling of all the football boys and since you were basically surrounded by eye candy, you had to divide your team between each of the 6 boys milling about.
“Well, since none of these guys have managed to score, I came up with a little proposal, the first person to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with you, are you up for it?”
5 faces were staring at you expectantly, eagerly awaiting your response.
“Y/N you don’t have to agree to anything that makes you uncomfortable”, said Gavi protectively.
“So Y/N, what will it be?” Asked Frenkie with twinkling eyes.
Your breath hitched and your heart started beating a little faster, oh how you’d wished for a moment like this to occur. For Héctor’s arms to finally wrap around you and feel his lips on yours.
“Sure, I’m in,” you said coolly, while looking straight at Gavi, who just shook his head disapprovingly.
“Alright then, time to step up our game lads”, said João.
The atmosphere by the pool had changed, the guys, who’d started playing in a rowdy and playful manner had all turned quiet and pensive, pulling out all the stops and trying their hardest to make that goal.
After, what had seemed an eternity, you heard someone shout “GOAL!”.
You looked up to see Marc pumping his fist into the air and looking smug at the other guys.
“Have fun man”, Pedri said.
“Yeah, I’m definitely jealous”, said Frenkie.
Marc walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand, looked into your eyes and asked “are you coming with me?”.
Shit, you thought, you’d hoped that Héctor was gonna be the one to take you home, but it’s not like you could just blurt out “actually, I’d prefer to go with Héctor”.
So you weakly nodded and followed Marc inside the house, as the guys started cheering behind you.
“Y/N, where’s the guest bedroom?" asked Marc.
You took his hand and silently led him to the guest bedroom, your thoughts a million miles away.
Marc sat down on the bed holding your hand, rubbing his thumb over the backside of your hand.
Listen Y/N, I know it might seem like this came out of the blue, but I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time, ever since I first saw you.
You’re gorgeous and you’d make me the happiest guy alive, if you’d let me make you mine right now.
Your breath choked, this wasn’t how you’d imagined the pool party would go, but Marc, was very attractive as well and how could you say no to him, while he was looking at you with so much yearning.
He leaned in and cupped your face with his right hand, planting a soft kiss on your mouth.
As soon as his lips found yours, you carefully reciprocated.
While continuing to make out, you climbed on top of him, rocking your hips back and forth.
Marc’s breath hitched, he let out a sigh and said “baby please let me see all of you”.
You responded by unclasping your bikini top and letting it fall to the floor.
Marc grasped your breasts and slowly started massaging them, causing you to let out a whimper.
Marc chuckled, “you like that huh baby”.
You groaned “oh yes Marc, please don’t stop”. You continued to grind your core against his crotch, feeling him grow hard.
“Hmmm, baby, please stop, you’re turning me on so much and I’d rather cum inside of you” said Marc.
You lay down on your back and pulled your bikini bottoms to the side, Marc pushed one finger inside of you and whimpered “hmm, you’re so wet for me baby”.
He continued fingering you and just as you were about to come undone, he slid his fingers out of you and placed a kiss on top of your forehead.
“Sssh, baby, I know I know”, he said as you whined in displeasure, your orgasm having been so close.
Marc slid into you, filling you up wholly and stretching you out.
You let out a gasp of pleasure as he slid into you, Marc doing the same.
Marc started pumping into you harder and harder, you felt yourself getting close to climax and yelped “don’t stop”.
Marc continued to pump into you at the same pace, while you reached your climax and screamed out “oh Héctor”.
You could feel Marc filling you up, while he looked at you with hurt in his eyes.
“I, I’m so sorry, you said hastily”.
“No don’t”, said Marc, “I guess that explains everything”.
“Explains what?” You asked him.
Why you seemed so quiet and hesitant when I finally made that goal and why your first reaction was to look at Héctor.
“I”-
“You don’t have to explain yourself Y/N, I guess I know why you agreed to the game in the first place”.
Marc stalked off, with hunched shoulders, leaving you in the bed looking bewildered.
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sunkissed-zegras · 16 days
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✧.* FOOTBALL !
♡ fluff ✪ angst ✧ suggestive
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𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚
⇨ hector fort³⁹
⇨ joão félix¹⁴
⇨ marc guiu³⁸
⇨ pablo gavi⁶
⇨ pedri gonzalez⁸
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𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝
⇨ mason mount⁷
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𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝
⇨ jude bellingham⁵
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𝐚𝐥-𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫
⇨ cristano ronaldo⁷
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pepexpablito · 1 month
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GUESS WHOS DISSAPERING AGAIN
(jk jk) fr though i might post tmr but its unlikly since i have somthing then friday saturday and sunday ill only be posting once each day, BUT THEN THE WHOLE BREAK WEEK ILL POST 3 TIMES A DAY AS LONG AS I HAVE THE REQUESTS TO DO SO😘😘
(SO SEND ANY REQUESTS FOR ANY BARCA PLAYER!!! 💗💗💗)
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pedrislefttoe · 1 month
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Marc guiu morning sex plsss
pedrislefttoe,
-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ
marc guiu x f!reader
tw: smut, minors plz dni !!, language, oral f!reader receiving, pet names: “love, princess, baby”
-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ
safe in your arms,
you were in the middle of the most terrifying nightmare, marc could hear you whimpering in your sleep.
you felt your boyfriend’s warm arms wrap around your waist as you felt yourself getting pulled into his body. marc cuddled you into his body, it was around 8am and he had training. 
marc sat up against the headboard, you pouted when you felt his arms shift away from your waist. all you were wearing was a red, lacy bralette and some shorts with southpark characters on them.
you lifted your head from his bare chest and glared up at him with a frown, “what?” he grinned at you.
“why’d you stop..?” you muttered.
“stop what?” he asked.
“why did you stop cuddling me..?” you gazed at him as he began to smirk, his arms wrapping back around your body.
you felt one of his hands squeeze your thigh, a soft moan escaped your mouth when you felt that same hand travel in between your thighs and kneed your inner thigh. “you like that, baby?” he asked as you nodded in response.
marc sat up straight, kissing your soft lips before his lips kissed down your jaw to your neck. he sucked on your skin softly, biting, licking, kissing until there were multiple little marks on your neck.
marc wanted to make sure that when anyone looked at your neck, they’d see his marks and know you already had someone.
his wet kisses dragged themselves down from your neck to your collarbone, he flipped himself over you as one of his hands traveled behind you and unclasped your lacy bralette. marc yanked the piece of fabric off of you before tossing it on the ground. 
his other hand remained in between your thighs, holding them open as he grinded his knee against your shorts.
“marc.. you’ll be late to training..” you moaned as he kissed around your nipples before taking one of them in his mouth, sucking on it.
you moaned, your back arched off the bed as the hand that was once behind your back was now at your hip, holding you down.
“it’s not for 2 hours, love.” your boyfriend groaned against stomach, which was where his lips were now. marc’s knee retracted from your shorts as he tugged them down so he could kiss your thighs. his lips shifted to your inner thighs as he kept tugging the shorts lower and lower before he yanked them off of you.
you let out a porn-worthy moan as marc yanked your panties off of you and tossed them to the side. marc’s thumb rubbed your clit as he licked a bold stripe down your wet folds. 
“this wet just for me, princess?” marc whispered against your pussy lips which got you moaning his name. he began gently sucking on your clit as thrusted a finger into your entrance, he began thrusting in-and-out of your hole as his favorite little noises escaped your lips.
“marc..” you squeaked as he added in another finger. he pumped his fingers inside of you before curling them in you, making sure to hit your g-spot as you yelped his name.
marc pulled his fingers out of you with a pop, which made you squeal as he lined up against your entrance.”ill be gentle, baby.” he said as he thrusted his tip into you, making sure to be gentle as he slowly began to quicken his pace.
you moaned, screaming his name as you felt your orgasm coming. “marc.. im gonna cum..”
he nodded as he thrusted a bit harder, you came all over his hard, slightly veiny cock.
-`✮´- ᝰ.⋆˙ ✶ .ᐟ
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smicksstuff · 4 months
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Hi! I don't know if you're still taking requests, but if you are can you please write something for Marc Guiu where reader graduates high school and he goes to her graduation, gives her flowers and stuff, kinda fluffy.
This is my fisrt time requesting something, so sorry and thank you in advance 🫶🏻
Class of ‘24
pairing: yn x marc guiu (smau)
the one where they graduated…..
high school is finally over…… whats next ?
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ynusername i did it no 🎓
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marcguiu9 you did it mi amor ❤️!!
hctorforrt_ you are so lame
ynusername @/hctorforrt_ no one asked
marcguiu9 good luck mate
hctorforrt_ dios mio
marcguiu9 you better start running
username the polaroid is so cute ✨
username once you know, you know
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marcguiu9 no 🎓tion needed
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ynusername 2/3 graduations complete
ynusername te amo, amor ❤️
ynusername but that 🎓tion needs work
hctorforrt_ when did the two of you become lame
hctorforrt_ i swear you both were fine
ynusername this is the aftermath of high school
marcguiu9 you will get there soon enough
hctorforrt_ mine is next week
ynusername 🫨🫨🫨
pedri congratulations yn and marc !! 🎉🍾
pablogavi its partyyy time ⏰
username get me a friendship like this
username pls this they are living a wattpad life
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ynusername & marcguiu9 just added to their story
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ynusername life after graduation 💃🏽🕺🏽
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marcguiu9 ❤️❤️❤️
hctorforrt_ look at us, young, wild and free
username i love how marc and yn has adopted hector as their child
username adopt me too plss
username where do i sign up to join them
username they just graduated and they spend like they are earning millions
username wait till her luck runs out and she gets left
username you guys are salty this isnt you
username have some talent and this could be you
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mamaguiu CHILD ????? get yourself home now
marcguiu9 mama there is no child its just hector
mamaguiu there better be no child now
ynusername we promise its just hector
mamaguiu hector is alright
hctorforrt_ all this fuss about me 🥹
username real slick with the caption edit
username mama guiu probably booking a plane ticket to mallorca with her chancla
username marc woke up and chose violence
pablogavi where is the invite
ynusername next trip, there is a ticket waiting for you
pablogavi there better be,, yall need some adult supervision
ynusername you arent any older than us
pablogavi who said i was going to be the adult. we bring @/pedri along
pedri im not becoming a babysitter
ynusername yall need to get girlfriends so i can have fun
marcguiu9 im not fun 🥺😓
ynusername you areeee, i just need female friends
username signup sheet to be yn’s friend
username sign me up
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hctorforrt_ Thats 🎓
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ynusername who is the lame one now
marcguiu9 FOMO (fear of missing out)
hctorforrt_ @/ynusername @/marcguiu9 back off i thought you love me 💔
ynusername ofcourse we love you
pedri the trio are smart now
ynusername what is that supposed to mean
pedri 🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️
pablogavi cue the party 🎉 im ready 🕺🏽
ynusername you know where it is
fcbarcelona congratulations hector 🎉
hctorforrt_ gracias 🙏🏽
username 3/3 graduations
username all i want to know is how they became friends
username same, they are all in different schools
marcguiufans yn and marc are neighbours, hector knows yn through marc
username oh to be neighbours with a barca boy
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credits: all pictures are found from pinterest and instagram
a/n: thank you for reading this far!! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈
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lovemomhatepolice · 3 days
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soccer masterlist
navigation taglist requests
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jude bellingham
jobe bellingham
neymar jr
marc guiu
hector fort
nicola zalewski
lamine yamal
pablo gavira
antoine griezmann
marco reus
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A/N: in the future i will add more players to the list! for now i’m posting only my favourites and those who have been making a frenzy in the media lately :p
please do not copy and translate my works! in case of any issues related to this - I invite you to discuss privately :)
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loviingpedri · 4 months
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could you write something like lazy mornings with marc guiu?
sunshine - marc guiu
prompt: a break from the world with him
warnings: grammar issues
credits to owners for all images
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the sun peeked at you from the window.
his arm wrapped around you to keep you from going anywhere. finally a day off where quality time was the top priority. you wanted every morning to be just like this.
“good morning.” he spoke to you in his very low and tired voice.
“buenos días.” the bed was so comfortable, you hardly wanted to get up. marc sat up and rubbed his eyes. he looked at you before leaving to the bathroom.
the bed wasn’t comfortable anymore. it felt emptier when he left. following him, it was definitely time to brush your teeth.
sitting on the counter while brushing, marc almost fell asleep again. the way his eyes look at you with such admiration, you refused to look at anyone else’s eyes except his.
“what do you feel like eating for breakfast?” one thing about him, he had an appetite.
“anything you want. maybe it’s time to clear the fridge?” nodding in agreement, it seemed like a perfect day for pancakes.
getting the ingredients out as birds chirped in the backyard. it felt timeless.
making the batter, you knew you forgot something.
“y/n, did you put chocolate chips?” marc loved your chocolate chip pancakes. it was quite famous among barca since he would always rave about it.
“i almost forgot. you wanna pour it in for me while i get the pan hot?” he gently poured the chocolate, maybe even going overboard. who could blame him?
cooking the pancakes to perfection, it was finally ready. marc cut up fruits to have a “healthy balance” in the meal.
seeing his eyes glow in the sun, the day was already perfect. he was your sunshine forever.
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barcaluvv · 2 months
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S E E Y O U A G A I N marc guiu x reader(I teared up fr)
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You sat on the bench, pressed against the edge of the wall, next to all your friends, you only payed attention to him. The only one who attracted you was Marc, you have been in a relationship for a couple of months and it seemed like a perfect relationship and the tension between you two was growing on each look he gave, he was sitting on the other side of the classroom sprawled out, man spreading. Looking at you with full details, you blushed as he pointed on his cheeks, he definitely knew what he was doing with that hand. Recently, he noticed that you started making new guy friend's thinking he's okay with it, actually it being the totally opposite. His insides growled, the red colour on his face rotted for awhile, his fist getting strength, everytime he sees Hector with you. He knew, he knew that he liked you, that's why he's been trying to distract or disturb everytime you two get closer to eachother by pulling him away. One day, after school, behind the grafity walls, he saw everything he needed to just open the door of his anger issues. "Fucking Hector" said marc from miles away, he jumped over the old gate without any hesitation. He walked quickly towards you, banging on his head. Without going any further he started attacking Hector. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" Letting it out on your hand. "Bro relax it's noth-" before finishing it sentence, Marc pushed his shoulders, making him fall to the ground. You started to calm him, by calling him back from it. "Babe!! Don't" you said. He looked at you through the lens, he let out a little tear down his face. "What you calling me babe for? To cheat on me?A GAVE freaking everything just for you to be happy and you out there cheating on me with no one else but my best friend, he said while being on his knees, desperately trying to hold back from breaking down. "Was i worth it?" He stands up, leaving Hector on the floor, full of his bruises. After some while you called the ambulance. Three days later, Hector was still in the hospital, you still decided to go to school. The situation calmed down for a while. When you headed from the school yard, it was night all out, since you were second shift. From a distance you noticed a silhouette, a little later you found out that it was Marc, he was looking at you, with a plum under his eye, his hair was scattered, and his white tight shirt still had traces of tears, he was leaning on a parked motorcycle, he had a bag full seeds, he ate them, and in the meantime you noticed how swollen he was, his eyes were still full of tears. You lowered your head, but something pulled you to continue with eye contact. A little later, he got on the motorcycle before saying the same thing, he put on his helmet without breaking his gaze with you. That night you couldn't sleep, he was all over your mind. The next morning, you visited hector, on the way home you noticed something in your email box, that was infront of your house. A little later, you found out that Marc had sent a bouquet of your favorite roses, the bill for your first date, even the bracelet you gave him, and a letter. After reading the letter, your eyes watered, you broke down right on the door step, your voice became apparent,shaky and pitched, you knew even without any voices heard. "I think you know now, why I did all of that, I love you sincerely, YOUR DEAREST Marc".
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myfanfictions · 4 months
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Chapter 6
I can’t believe that Héctor actually had the audacity to push me into the pool after I’d spent so much time getting ready in the morning.
I was seething, how dare he. I took a quick shower and dried myself off.
Today had been an enervating day and I could feel it starting to weigh me down.
I to the pool and felt my stomach grumble.
“Hey guys, is it just me who's starting to get hungry?”
“I could go for something to eat”, Áron replied.
“What are we in the mood for?”
“Pasta”, said Frenkie.
“I just had pasta yesterday”, said João.
“How about burgers”, said Áron.
“No, they always make me feel queasy”, pouted Frenkie.
“We could fire up the barbecue”, suggested Marc.
“Then it’s gonna take ages for our food to get ready”, lamented Gavi.
“Guys, quit fighting over over something so trivial, let’s just grab a pizza,” I suggested. 
“That’s fine by me”, said Héctor.
“Why not”, said Marc.
“I can live with that” chimed Gavi.
“Great,” I exclaimed, “so, whose getting the pizzas?” 
“Not me”, proclaimed Frenkie.
“I was the delivery boy last time,” said Áron.
“I’m the one throwing the party”, said Gavi.
“Why can’t we have them delivered,” I asked.
“Because the pizza place is right around the corner, it’d be ridiculous to pay for delivery at that point,” responded Gavi.
“Fair enough,” I relented.
“Now the question is, who's going to pick up the pizzas”, João said.
“Let’s spin for it,” said Héctor.
“What?” said Marc.
“We”ll just play two rounds of spin the bottle, whoever the bottle lands in within the first two rounds, will have to go and pick up the pizzas,” said Héctor.
“Sounds like a plan”, said Gavi.
“Let’s do it”, said Frenkie.
We all sat down in a circle.
“Whose gonna spin the bottle?”, asked Frenkie.
“I”ll do it”, said João.
The bottle landed on me, great, just my luck.
The next spin made the bottle land on Marc, I looked up at him and he looked back at me with a gleam in his eyes. 
“Sucks to be you”, said Frenkie.
“Oh shut it”, I responded.
“I need to go and get changed”, I told Marc.
“Me too”, he said.
I went inside and quickly put on a dress, I walked to the gate, Marc was already there.
“Let’s go”, he said.
We walked together in silence until Marc broke it by saying “so are we gonna talk about what happened?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about”.
“Why did you agree to fuck me, only for you to scream out my best friend’s name, after you climaxed?”
“I”.
“You what?”
“I didn’t mean to”.
“That’s all you have to say?”
He looked at me, mixture of hurt and anger in his eyes.
“I never meant to hurt you”, I uttered.
“Well it’s too late now,” he hissed.
We walked up to the pizza place and waited for our order in silence.
After the pizzas were handed over to us in boxes, we continued to make our way back home.
“Let me make it up to you”.
“How do you think you’re gonna do that?”
“Tell me how to make it up to you.”
“Kiss me.”
“What?” I was baffled.
“Kiss me and tell me that you don’t feel anything for me” he pressed.
I looked at him aghast.
“If you don’t feel anything for me, after kissing me, I”ll let you go.”
“Kissing you isn’t gonna change anything.”
“It’s because you haven’t tried it yet”.
“Why are you so sure.”
“Because whenever you’re near me, I feel like there’s an unspoken tension hanging in the room and I know you feel it too.”
“You don’t know what I feel.”
“Please just once,” he pleaded.
I don’t know whether it was the tortured look in his eyes or the small flutter that I felt deep in my stomach, but I put the pizzas down and kissed him.
He cupped my face and kissed back hungrily, like he’d been starved for weeks.
I waited for him to pull back, but he didn’t, instead our kisses intensified and our bodies pressed closer to each other.
His hands slid down and started gripping my butt, while I glided my hand beneath his shirt. 
“The pizzas are getting cold,” I muttered.
“Fuck the pizzas,” he growled.
We were so absorbed in each other we didn’t notice the rain coming down, until I felt a droplet of rain trickling down my cheek.
“Oh no” I clamored, I picked up the pizzas and started running.
“Where are you going?”, shouted Marc.
“To save the pizzas,” I yelled back.
I stopped when I saw a little roof and planted the pizzas on the ground.
“What was that”, asked Marc.
“What was what?”, I responded.
“Don’t act coy, Y/N, you seemed to be pretty into that kiss over there.”
“Don’t flatter yourself.”
I”ll say this again “tell me that that kiss just left you cold” and I”ll be out of your hair.
He lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look at him.
His other hand landed on my waist and pulled me closer to him.
“Tell me”.
I closed my eyes and put my hands around his neck, the pizzas dropping to the floor with a thud.
Now it was me who kissed him hungrily a warm feeling spreading through my chest.
Not caring that we were in public, I took his hand and placed it on my breast.
Marc eagerly reciprocated and started to massage my breasts through the dress.
I let go as goosebumps started forming on my skin, the temperature having dropped quite a bit, because of the rain.
I shivered, Marc wrapped his arms around me to keep me warm.
We stood there for what seemed like ages, until my phone rang, it was Gavi.
“Where are you guys? What’s taking you so long?”
“Sorry, we got held up”, I muttered.
“Get your asses back here,” we’re all starving.
“Alright, will do”.
“What are we gonna tell the others when they ask us why we got held up?,” Marc asked with a glint in his eyes.
“Oh shut up,” I said, while playfully slapping his chest.
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myfanfictions · 4 months
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Masterlist
“Pool Party with the Barca Boys” - series (contains smut)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
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myfanfictions · 4 months
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Pool Party with the Barca Boys
Chapter 2
Héctor’s POV
As soon as Héctor heard that Gavi was throwing a pool party - to which his sister would be attending - he’d RSVP’d at the speed of lightning.
Ever since he’d first laid eyes on Y/N, he was infatuated with her.
He could still recall the day that he first saw her, when she was visiting Gavi during training.
He remembered her striking features and long black hair.
At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to leave the pitch, walk up to the stands and introduce himself to you.
He kept sneaking glances at you every now and then, hoping that none of his teammates would take notice.
After staring at you stealthily for the umpteenth time, your eyes finally met and Y/N gave you a mischievous grin.
He couldn’t believe it, not only had he found his future wife, but she’d shown interest in him!
He hoped that practice would be over as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Y/N’s presence hadn’t gone unnoticed amongst the boys, who’d started murmuring about the girl, that was sitting in the stands.
“Woah check out that girl over there”, said Frenkie.
“There’s a girl?” asked Pedri.
“Yeah, she’s sitting in the bleachers” said João Cancelo.
“She’s hot”, remarked Áron.
“Who is she?”, I tried to ask casually.
That, is my sister you’re all lusting after, said Gavi.
“I didn’t know you had a sister”, said Frenkie.
“And a pretty one at that”, said Marc.
“Why haven’t you introduced us to her before?”, asked João.
“Because I knew, you lot wouldn’t be able to keep it in your pants”, said Gavi.
“Please just give me one, chance, Gavi, I’ll do anything”, pleaded Marc.
“Hey, who said that she’s yours?”, asked Áron.
“Yeah”, said Pedri.
“She’s not allowed near any one of you”, said Gavi.
“We”ll see about that”, said Frenkie with a chuckle.
The pool party provided Héctor with an opportunity to finally get to talk to Y/N.
But he was anxious, knowing that the other guys would be trying to make a move on Y/N as well.
When he’d handed Y/N the platter with snacks on them, his hand had briefly grazed her. He’d touched her ever so slightly and that was enough to make electricity flow through his body.
He was trying to muster up the courage to talk to her, but even being in her vicinity made him so nervous, that he couldn’t function properly.
How was he to over make a move, if he was scared of talking to Y/N?
The guys had started to play football, using the pool as a goal.
In the corner of his eye, he saw Y/N sitting on a beach bed, watching the chaos unfold.
It was obvious that the guys were showing off and trying to impress Y/N, by shooting the ball at full speed and by being rowdy.
If Y/N hadn’t been there, everyone’d have quietly and concentratedly tried to make a goal.
Every now and then one of the boys would look over at Y/N and steal a glance.
She was a sight to behold, wearing one of the skimpiest bikinis that he’d ever seen, but he wasn’t complaining about it.
The way the bikini barely covered up Y/N’s private bits, making her boobs look nice and plump and the bikini bottom showing her bare ass.
Héctor had liked to thank, whoever had designed the bikini. Even if he’d never get to be with Y/N, at least he’d seen her in this bikini.
Oh, he’d definitely be thinking about this, when he got back home.
Áron’s voice snapped him out of his pondering.
“Let’s make this more interesting, the first one to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with Y/N, if Y/N is up for it, that is”.
He hoped that Y/N would agree.
Dear Lord, please make her cave, he prayed.
To everyone’s surprise, Y/N agreed.
Why’d she agree to this, he thought to himself. What is she up to?
After an eternity, Marc was the one who’d scored a goal, howling in joy and looking smugly at the rest of the guys.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to go, how could he let someone else get between him and Y/N?
And weren’t he and Marc supposed to be friends? So much for friendship.
Everyone had stopped playing football once Y/N and Marc had left for the bedroom.
Everyone’s spirits seemed to have dampened.
“Well that’s a bummer” said Pedri.
“Tell me about it” said João.
“He’s a lucky man” said Frenkie.
I gulped and felt a knot forming at the pit of my stomach. I wanted her so bad, my body was screaming out for her touch.
The next seven minutes were pure agony for Héctor.
He was plagued by a burning curiosity, wanting to know everything that was happening in that bedroom, while wanting to know as little as possible about the rendezvous simultaneously.
God, it was driving him crazy, weren’t the seven minutes over by now?
Did she like Marc? Or any of the other guys at the party? Did he even stand a chance?
After what seemed like forever, Marc stalked out of the room, looking glum.
A sliver of hope ignited in my belly, maybe I had a chance after all.
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myfanfictions · 1 month
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Chapter 11
Y/N’s POV
The doorbell rings, I make my way to the door and am greeted with a familiar face.
“Alex? What the hell are you doing here?”
“Y/N? Y/N! You have no idea how long I’ve been trying to get a hold of you.”
“Well maybe I didn’t want you to find me for a reason.”
“Oh, come on babe, I miss you.”
“Don’t call me babe.”
“Why are you being like this?”
“Like what? We’re over, I’ve told you this.”
“Please just come back to me.”
“No, we broke up for a reason.”
“I still want you.”
“Well I don’t” I say with an edge to my voice.
“Goodbye Alex”.
I shut the door, but Alex blocks it with his foot.
“I don’t think so, we’re talking about this now”.
“There is nothing to talk about”, I bite back.
“Are you here with another guy? Is that it?”
“What? No. And even if I was, it’s none of your business.”
He scoffs.
He takes a few steps forward “you know you still want me” he murmurs.
I back away anxiously.
He keeps inching forward until my back hits the wall.
“Why won’t you just admit it to yourself?”
He creeps forwards and suddenly smashes his lips against mine.
“Wha-”.
He continues, while his kisses slowly become more forceful.
“Alex, what has gotten into you?”
“Hmm I’ve missed this”.
Suddenly he slides his hand under my shirt, groping my breasts.
“No!” 
I try to wriggle free.
“Don’t play hard to get” he chuckles. You used to love this.
I angrily spit in his face.
“You bitch”. He slaps my face and grabs my neck and starts choking me.
I cough and kick him in the balls as hard as I can.
I break away from his grip and run away.
“Help!”, “help!”, “Pablo, Marc?” “Where are you guys?” “Where is everyone?”
“Don’t you run away from me” Alex grunts.
I run towards the bathroom and lock the door as quickly as I can.
I fall to the floor weeping.
“Y/N, Y/N, open up!”
I look for my phone, shit, I don’t have it on me.
“Go away”.
“Please I just wanna talk”.
“No I wail, you’ve already done enough”.
“What will it take for you to give me another chance?”
“I’d never take you back, not in a million years!”
“Don’t be like this.”
“I don’t know why you’re acting so distant.”
“Please Y/N, I”ll give you anything you want, please just open the door.”
“Please”
“Please”, his voice sounds more desperate.
“Y/N/!”
The doorknob starts to move.
Alex continues to slam his fists into the door.
“Goddammit, open up.”
“For fuck’s sake, just open up!”
“You can’t hide in there forever.”
He starts to kick the door.
Héctor’s POV
“Hey man, who are you? What the hell are you doing here?”
“Hey dude, stop.”
“Don’t touch me!”
“Woah, calm down, you can’t just barge in here like that.”
“I’m not intruding Y/N knows me, doesn’t she?”
“Y/N, tell him you know me.”
Y/N starts sobbing uncontrollably.
“Y/N, Y/N calm down, just tell me what’s going on.”
“Y/N? Please answer me.”
“Mate she clearly doesn’t wanna talk to you.”
“Why’s she in there sobbing? Huh?”  
“I don’t know, must be on her period.”
“You’re full of shit”.
“I’m so sick of you” Alex says.
Before I know it he lunges at me and I feel myseIf toppling over.
Oh, he’s asking for it.
“I don’t know who you are, but no one hurts Y/N”.
I walk towards him and start dealing out blow after blow, until he’s laying below me a whimpering mess.
“Please, please, just stop”.
“Shut up” I say as I punch him in the face.
I lean over and whisper into his ear “if you ever come close to her again, you”ll regret it”.
“Ye- yes”.
“Now scurry off”.
Alex starts limping towards the door, I shut I resolutely shut it behind me.
“Y/N?”
I can hear her sobbing.
“Please open up.”
Y/N starts crying even harder.
“Please, he’s gone, I promise”.
The lock slowly turns around and I see Y/N’s tear-stained face. Deflatedly she falls into my arms and starts sobbing uncontrollably.
“It’s okay, I’m here for you.”
I hold her closely against my chest and I can feel a wet spot starting to form on my shirt.
I don’t know what to say, what will make her stop crying. The only thing I know is that I feel the need to protect her.
We stand in front of the bathroom, while time seems to stand still.
I can hear some murmuring in the distance.
“Oh my god, what happened?”
“Héctor are you okay?”
“What’s going on?”
“Why’s Y/N crying?”
“Where were you guys?” I ask angrily.
“Outside? Why.”
“Why? Because Y/N was in the bathroom, crying her heart out and if it weren’t for me that creep would’ve pestered her for god knows how long.”
“Creep? What creep?”
“Some guy was bothering Y/N, she’d locked herself in the bathroom while he was trying to get in.”
“I’m not quite sure what transpired, she hasn’t talked to me yet.”
“What guy?” Gavi is fuming.
“Relax, I’ve already taken care of it.”
Gavi raises his eyebrow.
“I beat him to a pulp.”
“Good”, Gavi mutters.
“I’m really sorry we weren’t there, we were just outside and couldn’t hear anything.” Frenkie said.
“We never meant for this to happen.” Áron said.
“I know” I respond.
I try to break away from Y/N.
“No!” She shrieks.
“Please, please don’t leave me, she says, chest heaving.”
“I won’t I say quickly.” While embracing her.
“Please stay with me”. She mutters.
“Always.” I respond.
“What do you need?” I ask her.
“I’d like to lie down”.
“Of course”.
I take her to her bedroom, I wait standing in the doorframe, not wanting to intrude.
“Will you lay with me?” She asks with a small voice.
“Of course.”
Before I know it we’re laying down while Y/N nuzzles her head against my chest. I lean into her and slowly start stroking her hair.
“What happened with that guy back there? If you don’t mind me asking.”
“He, that was my ex, Alex.”
“Ex?”
“Yeah, he wouldn’t leave me alone and appeared on Gavi’s doorstep out of nowhere.”
“Geez”.
“He wouldn’t leave and after I tried shutting him down multiple times he got physical.”
“Physical?”
“He touched me.”
“Like?”
“Yes,” she croaks and starts sobbing.
My chest tenses, that bastard.
“Don’t worry, I”ll make sure that he”ll never lay a finger on you ever again, I promise.”
“I was so scared, I tried screaming for help and no one came.”
“I’m so sorry, we were outside and coudn’t hear a thing, otherwise I would’ve come sooner.”
“I know, you don’t have to apologize.”
“I do, fuck Y/N I feel so bad for intervening that late.”
“Don’t be, at least you were there.”
“But I was too late, he already hurt you by the time I arrived. I can’t forgive myself. I hate seeing you like this. I hate that you made you feel this way.”
“You have no idea how grateful I am that you were there Héctor”.
“Still, you shouldn’t have had to lock yourself in the bathroom.”
“Héctor when will you stop?” She sighs.
“I”ll stop once I see his limp body on the floor”, I bite back.
Y/N looks up at me with doe eyes, I’m transfixed in her gaze.
She moves towards me and places a gentle kiss on my lips. I’m taken aback but quickly answer her by placing my hand on her cheek and kissing her back. I kiss her back hungrily. I’ve been waiting for her to do this since forever.
“There, I knew that’d shut you up”. She giggles.
“It did”, I grin.
“How’d you know?”
“I had an inkling.”
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”
“Really?”
Really.
“I’m glad you’re here.” She says.
Me too.
And all of a sudden I can’t stand it anymore, being this close to her, without shooting my shot.
I kiss her back eagerly and position my body so that I’m on top of her.
I pull back and look at her face, she looks at me serenely and I push back a couple of hairs that had gotten into her face.
“Do you want this?”
“Yes”.
“Are you sure? I mean you seemed pretty shaken up back there.”
“Stop talking”, she says.
I take off my shirt and continue my slow assault. I make my way to her neck leaving small kisses on it.
Then I take off her shirt, her bra until she’s bare naked in front of me.
“That’s not fair, you’re still wearing pants.”
“That’s true”, I say and I quickly take both my pants and undergarments off.
I’m already hard and seeing Y/N beneath me turns me on more than it should.
I push two fingers inside of her and she lets out a gasp.
“Ready?”
Ready.
I slide in and give her some time to adjust.
“Hmmf”.
“Are you okay?” I ask worriedly.
“Yes, it’s just”, she blushes.
I chuckle in understanding, “big”? I enquire.
“Yes.”
“Don’t worry babe, I”ll go slow.”
I start thrusting until I feel Y/N’s walls clenching around me.
“Fuck baby, you’re so tight.”
“Please Héctor, please keep going.”
“Of course,” I grin.
“Say my name again”.
“Héctor, oh god, Héctor, faster, faster.”
I speed up my movements, until I feel I’ve reached the edge.
“Babe I’m gonna cum, if you don’t want me to cum inside of you, you should tell me now.”
“No Héctor, I wanna feel all of you,” she whines.
“Okay doll”, I thrust into her a couple of times. The fifth thrust sends me over the edge and cum starts shooting out of my cock. It twitches a couple of times, before I calm down. I pull out.
“Fuck babe, you made me cum so hard.”
“You’re welcome.”
I place a kiss on top of her head.
“You know, I could go again.” She says.
“Your wish is my command,” I say, while I get ready for round two.
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Chapter 10
Áron’s POV
I see Y/N scurrying out of one of the guest bedrooms, Héctor following suit.
My heart breaks, when I see Y/N on the verge of tears.
Without thinking I walk up to her and pull on her hand, she looks up at me with watery eyes.
“What do you want Áron?”
“You look like you’re in need of a friend, talk to me”.
“I’m fine”.
“You’re clearly not”.
“Why do you care?”
“I care more than I let on”, I mumble.
“Let’s talk”.
I grab her hand and gesture her towards the guest bedroom.
“What’s going on?”
“I, I’m just so confused,” she mutters.
“Why?”
“Because Marc and Héctor are both after me and it’s confusing the hell out of me”.
“I don’t see what’s so confusing about that.”
“It messes up my mind, one minute, Héctor’s on my mind, the next all I can think about is Marc.”
“Just choose”.
“It’s not that simple, I don’t wanna lose either of them” she sighs.
“Maybe you just need some help to take your mind off of things”.
“What do you mean?”
“Forget about Héctor and Marc, I’m here with you now. I say, as I look into her eyes.”
I grab her hand and rub my thumb over the back of her hand.
“Seems to me like you could use a distraction.”
“I don’t know,” she laments.
“I hug her and she embraces me” and as she does so, my mind starts racing.
“You know, I”ll always be there for you, right? Even if Marc of Héctor ever hurts you.”
“Why?” She murmurs.
“Because from the second that I laid eyes on you, I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”
She looks up at me.
“I continue and any man would be lucky to have you”.
She buries her head against my chest, as I feel a wet spot forming on my shirt. 
“It’s okay, I’ve got you” I whisper.
We stand there in silence, Y/N weeping quietly.
“Please stop crying”.
“I can’t”.
“I can’t stand to see you cry, it makes me want to hurt the guy who made you shed all of these tears. Tell me, was it Héctor or Marc?”
“No Áron don’t!”
“I need to know.”
“I, my head is all foggy.”
“I’m more than happy to pummel both of them.”
“Please, don’t do anything rash, stay here, with me.”
“I can’t control myself, knowing that the bastard who's responsible for your tears, is in the same house as us.”
I start shaking.
Y/N, sensing my anger looks up at me.
“Please, I can’t have you hurt either of them.”
“Why, because you’re madly in love with both?”
“No, because I don’t want you to get hurt.”
My heart skips a beat, when Y/N let out those words.
“I don’t care Y/N this is unacceptable!”
“You don’t have to resort to violence.”
“How else will they learn?”
“It’s not that bad.”
“Trust me, it is, you haven’t seen yourself crying, but I can.”
“I wonder what Gavi will think of this, if he sees his little sister crying like this. Especially once he knows that Marc and Héctor are responsible for those tears”.
I let go of Y/N and make my way to the door.
Y/N shrieks and grabs my arm “you can’t tell Gavi, please, I”ll do anything, just don’t go to Gavi, please”.
I turn around “or what”, I bite back.
“These two need to learn their lesson.”
“No!” She howls.
“Please, he”ll kill them.”
“It’s what they deserve,” I grumble.
“Stay here, stay with me,” she pleads.
“Convince me, " I retort.
She looks at me longingly and cups my cheeks. Then she places a soft kiss on my mouth.
At first, I’m taken aback, but I quickly answer her and press my lips against hers.
“Don’t leave me,” she begs.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere now,” I say with a grin.
“Show me what you want baby”.
“You”.
Our kisses grow heavier and my hands trail down, resting on her bum.
Y/N let out a moan.
“You like that baby?” I smirk.
“Yes”, she says whining.
I place both of my hands on her ass and knead her cheeks.
“I’ve always wanted to do this, you have no idea how hard you make me, while wearing that bikini”.
She giggles “glad you liked it”.
“I love getting you all riled up” she says.
“Do you now?”.
“Yes, I love the effect I have on you”, she says, while placing her hand on my crotch.
“Seems like someone’s excited.”
“You turn me on,” I whisper in her ear.
“Good” she chuckles.
“Are you still willing to do everything I say?”
“Yes”, I say without thinking twice. 
“You’re gonna regret saying that”, she smirks, with a devious glint in her eyes.
She pushes me onto the bed, “take off your clothes”, she says demandingly.
“Now”.
I hastily take off my clothes.
“You”ll be referring to me as mistress or goddess, understood?”
“Yes”.
“Yes what?”
“Yes mistress”.
“Good boy”.
“I want you to get hard for me.”
I look at her expectantly.
“She grins, no I’m not gonna be helping you, you can jerk it yourself just fine. Can’t you?”
“Yes mistress”, I whimper.
“That’s how I like to hear it”.
I quickly grow hard, just by listening to her voice.
“What do you think you’re doing? She snaps”.
“Wha, what?”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear that correctly.”
“What am I doing wrong, mistress?”
“You’re stroking with your entire hand, did I say you could do so?”
“No.”
“No, what?”
“No mistress”.
“Good boy, I want you to stroke with two fingers only”.
“But mistress, I can’t stay hard like that.”
“That’s not my problem”, she bites back.
I quickly let go and start stroking my cock with two fingers only.
“There you go, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?”
“No it wasn’t mistress.”
“And since you’re being so insolent, I’ve decided to punish you.”
“No mistress, please.”
Ah, ah, ah, she tuts, you should be saying “yes mistress, anything you want”.
“Yes mistress, anything you want”.
“Good boy, now give me 15 edges.”
“Wha - what?”
“I can’t.”
“You can, I’ve just decided.”
“And I’ve also decided that you don’t get to cum, not today at least.”
“Oh, please mistress, I”ll do anything, anything!” I grovel.
“No, I’ve already made up my mind, now be a good boy and give me 15 edges”.
I look at her, my eyes begging.
“Stop pouting, I don’t have all day.”
After hitting 3 edges, I let go of my cock and let out a sigh.
“Please mistress, I need to cum so bad”.
“I don’t think so, you need to learn how to behave. And since you’re wasting my time, I”ll be stroking your cock for you. So useless, you can’t do anything I say.”
“Now don’t get your hopes up, this is still a punishment.”
“Yes mistress, of course mistress.”
“Remember: don’t cum it’s imperative.”
“I wouldn’t mistress.”
“Not even a ruined orgasm.”
“No, not if you say so.”
“What will you give me, if your cock can’t contain itself and decides to treat itself to a ruin without my permission?”
“A - anything”, I whine.
“Is that so?”
“Yes mistress, my orgasms belong to you.”
“And you”ll do anything I say?”
“Yes anything!”
“Good, the next three times we see each other I”ll be denying your orgasm.”
I look at her, aghast.
“Pouting won’t get you anywhere, I told you to behave and you didn’t listen.”
“Don’t despair slave, I”ll let out your little cock and there”ll be plenty of edging, just no cumming.”
“Oh please, please mistress, you can ruin me, please, won’t you settle for a ruined orgasm?”
“Poor slave, does your cock really need to cum that bad?”
“Yes mistress it does.”
“Hmm, let me think about it. No.” She throws her head back and cackles.
“Since you’ve been so disobedient, I don’t trust that you can keep your hands to yourself.”
She takes my hands and ties them to the headboard.
“Now you’re completely at my mercy.”
I wriggle around, Y/N just cackles.
“I love seeing my slaves tied up and hopeless, squirming around.”
“Go ahead boy, hump the air.”
“No friction, not even a touch, until I say so.”
“Yes mistress, of course mistress.”
She takes her fingertip and traces it up and down my shaft. Up and down she goes, never adding another finger.
“I can see precum starting to form at the tip”, she squeals.
“Let me help you out there”, she says, while bending over and slowly licking the precum off of the head.
“Argh” I let out a gasp and wriggle my hips.
“Sensitive now, are we?”
“I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet”, Y/N stands up and walks to the bathroom. Once she’s back she shows me what’s in her hand: a makeup brush.”
“I love doing my makeup with this brush, but I love teasing you with it even more”, she says, with a wicked smile on her face.
She starts brushing my balls with the brush, ever so slightly
I let out a moan.
“I think your cock isn’t quite leaky enough”.
She starts picking up the pace and the brush strokes get faster and faster.
My cock grows hard in anticipation.
“Please mistress, no more”, I groan.
“No more what?”
“No more teasing.”
“So you”ll finally behave and be an obedient little slave?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good boy”.
“Let’s continue with the edges shall we?”
“And that makes 7”, Y/N says while letting go of my cock.
“I’m having so much fun, aren’t you?”
“Yes mistress, it’s so much fun”.
My cock feels like it’s on fire. The veins are thick, purple and popping out. My balls are blue and heavy, waiting to burst. Every stroke could be the one to send me over the edge. And there’s still 8 more edges to go.
“Does my poor boy need a break?”
“Yes, mistress please.”
“Alright then, I knew I brought this with me for a very special occasion.”
Y/N returns from the bathroom in a stunning lingerie set.
“Well, how does it look on me?”
“Gorgeous”, I say quickly.
Aren’t you thankful for this gift?
“Yes, mistress I am.”
“So me just how thankful you are and put that tongue to use.”
“Y/N hovers over me and I lick and suck her clit until she cums.”
Her moans alone, almost send me over the edge.
“Now let’s pick up where we left off.”
She stands up and inspects my cock, then traces her fingertip over the base. “Poor boy, I see that break did nothing to cool you down, if anything, it’s made this dick even harder.”
“Oh well, I’ve given you plenty of time to cool off, it’s not my fault that you can’t control your own cock.” She shrugs.
“I need you to be a good boy and count the edges for me, can you do that?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Yes what?”
“I”ll count the edges for you mistress.”
“That’s a good boy.”
“8, 9, you’re doing so well my slave”.
“Thank you mistress.”
“I think it’s time for some cooling down, don’t you think?”
“Yes mistress, I’d love some cooling down.”
Y/N returns from the bathroom holding a bottle of baby oil.
“I know how you love these tits, wouldn’t they look even prettier covered in oil?”
Slowly she lets the oil glide in ropes over her breasts. Then she starts rubbing the oil in, until her entire cleavage is left soft and shiny.
I gulp when I take all of it in, my cock twitching.
“Oh, I felt that” someone’s getting excited, she chirps.
“Let’s inspect that cock of yours.”
She bends over and starts fondling my balls. “Oh my, it looks like you’re about to burst.”
“Good boy, I want you close, the closest you can get without bursting. Understand?”
“Yes mistress I understand.”
“Good, now where did we leave off?”
“10, 11, almost there, hold on big boy”.
Her hand lets go of my cock and I grunt.
“Awh, I know it’s hard, but I know you can hold it, because that’s what mistress told you to.”
“Yes mistress, I can hold”.
“Since we’re almost at the end, I think you deserve another reward.”
“Well, aren’t you gonna thank me for being so generous?”
“Thank you mistress, for being so generous, I don’t deserve it.”
“That’s right you don’t, but here I am spoiling you, yet again.” She tuts.
“I’m gonna have a pretend orgasm on top of you, I”ll hump that pathetic little cock of yours, let out a moan or two and you can imagine that your cock is buried deep inside me. Wouldn’t you like that?”
“Yes mistress, I’d like that very much.”
“Good slave.”
Y/N starts humping my cock and starts bouncing. What a sight to behold. I can’t stop staring at her breasts. They look so beautiful bouncing up and down, even if I can’t see all of them, because her bra is still covering them.
When she finally “cums”, she squirts some lotion all over her cleavage.
“Oh, mistress, I exclaim.”
“What?” She asks innocently.
“That almost made me cum”, I cry.
“Luckily you didn’t, because there’s still 4 more edges to go.”
“Oh, mistress, please, please have mercy.”
“No, you’re gonna learn how to behave,” she says firmly.
She wraps her hand tightly around my erection and starts pumping ferociously. Within seconds I have to stop her.
“Mistress, stop.”
“How close were you?”
“So close”, I sigh.
“12 down, 3 more to go.”
This time, Y/N wraps both hands around my cock and gives it a few tugs.
The pleasure is almost overwhelming and I have to stop her swiftly.
“Mistress, I’m close”, I let out.
“That makes 13”, she says jovially.
“Since you’ve been such a good boy for me, I”ll use my tongue for the 14th round.”
“Well, aren’t you going to thank me?”
“Thank you mistress, please use your tongue on me mistress.”
Y/N’s tongue is warm and soft and slides up and down my cock. I tremble and groan, since Y/N doesn’t wrap her mouth around my entire length. Instead I’m treated to long and slow licks.
“Please mistress, please take all of me inside your mouth.”
“What makes you think you’re worthy? What makes you think you deserve to have that entire cock wrapped by these pretty lips?”
“I don’t deserve it”, I say hastily. “But please, I’ve been such a good boy for you, haven’t I?”
“Sorry, no can do, since I’m certain that you won’t be able to hold it if I took all of you inside of my mouth.”
“Besides, we’re almost there,” she says brightly.
She slowly starts massaging my cock and I hit the edge in no time.
“S - stop” I exclaim.
“Very well then,” that makes 15 edges.
She laps up the remaining droplets of precum with her tongue.
My cock is stiff and my balls heavy.
“I know you haven’t gotten the release that you wanted so badly, but wasn’t it so much fun?”
“Yes mistress, I had a lot of fun.”
“Do you want more?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Then you’re in luck”, she says while untying my hands.
“Because I feel like making out.”
“I”ll allow you go grope my ass and breasts all you want, but this pretty set of lingerie is staying on.”
“Yes mistress.”
I kiss her hungrily and grab onto her butt.
This kissing and heavy petting is getting me so worked up, I’m hard again in no time.
Before I know it, my cock starts twitching and spasming, I try to relieve myself by rubbing my cock against Y/N’s belly, but she quickly catches on.
“Oh no baby I don’t think so”.
She let’s go of me and watches as my cock spams, cum trickling out of the head ever so slowly.
My body finally gave in and came, but it doesn’t feel like release. My balls are still heavy, screaming for a proper orgasm.
Y/N licks up the stream of cum and says “awh, baby, so worked up, it wasn’t even a proper ruin”.
“Please let me cum next time, mistress.”
“No, out of the question. The next three times I”ll be seeing you you agreed to get denied, remember?”
“Yes mistress, I say,” deflatedly. 
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