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domszobo · 1 month
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You sexy Hungarian 🫵🏻
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jsprnt · 1 month
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gifting your boyfriend flowers because he deserves some
dominik szoboszlai x reader
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A/N: based on this request! loved writing this 🫶
W/C: 1.543
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your eyes dart from flower to flower. your senses are almost overwhelmed with all types of floral scents as you stand in your local florist shop. pondering over which flowers your boyfriend would love.
you fidget with the small booklet in your hand, flipping through the pages. the symbolism of all different types of flowers written in it.
you read the names and meanings, mentally remembering the options you think will fit together nicely. although, red roses are beautiful and romantic, you wanted to go with something more special. you wanted to put a little more effort in to convey your feelings perfectly.
you adjust your bag, it slung over your shoulders. you had just left work a couple minutes ago, immediately driving to the florist down the block.
you wanted to gift your boyfriend flowers. mostly, because he'd always given you flowers. whether it was a special occasion or not. he would do anything to see a smile forming on your beautiful face. it made him feel warm and fuzzy, his heart almost leaping out of his chest as you showed him how happy you were.
he'd just come back from international break. you were super bummed out about the fact that you couldn't go. so, you kept being a supportive partner and watched every one of his games. you were so proud. he scored in both matches, and you felt like he needed to be shown some love and appreciation for his hard work.
you had read the text messages he sent you earlier. he told you he had landed safely and arrived home already. which made you very eager to get home and back into his muscular arms.
after a good ten minutes of pondering and asking questions to the sweet lady who owns the shop. you finally land on a bouquet of tulips, wax flowers, and carnations. all symbolizing deep love, luck and fascination.
you watch the florist combine the flowers into a gorgeous bouquet. you thank her after paying, walking out of the shop satisfied.
your mind begins wondering to how your boyfriend is going to react to being the one receiving the flowers this time. you step into your car, placing the bouquet on the passenger's seat and begin driving.
you arrive home fairly fast and park your car quickly. you dig your hands into your pocket, grabbing your keys, and enter your home.
it's quiet when you step inside. there is no actual sign dominik is home, except the fact that his black puffer jacket was hung up on the coat hanger.
you can almost predict he's sitting on the couch, playing a game on the PlayStation. he loved playing cod, the game was very violent in nature, but it was his favorite way to cope with his stress and worries. especially, when you cuddled up next to him or on his lap.
when he was away for days, he craved pressing sweet kisses on your face. he adored wrapping an arm around you, loving the way your skin felt on his.
you take your jacket off, hanging it up, and place your bag on the kitchen island. you look around carefully, looking for dominik.
you hold the pretty bouquet behind your back, confused when you don't spot him in the living room. you decide to take your chances and walk upstairs.
you frown as you can't hear a single indication he's home, so you wander into your shared bedroom. you peek your head inside, stepping through the doorway.
you jump back suddenly when a pink bouquet of tulips is shoved into your surprised face. you gasp in disbelief, eyes widening.
you look up from the gorgeous flowers, making eye contact with your sweet boyfriend. a smile plastered on his face, his hair a damp, wavy mess.
"hi, szerelmem.." (my love)
he says, voice thick with emotion and love. he leans down, brushing his thumb against your cheekbone and pressing a soft, tender kiss to your lips.
you reach up to clutch his white t-shirt, pulling him closer to yourself. his beard scratches against your skin, but that's the least of your worries. the feeling of kissing your boyfriend after so many days apart is the only thing on your mind.
his hand with the bouquet inches behind your back. the soft rustling of both bouquets when they touch peeks his interest. he hums against your lips for a moment, pulling away.
"what do you have behind your back?"
he asks, moving his head to take a look.
you tighten your grip on the flowers, smiling at the fact that you'd both thought of gifting each other flowers.
you slowly reveal the custom-made bouquet to him. a huge smile forming on his handsome face.
"What are these for, szívem?" (my heart)
you didn't know his smile could get any wider, but he proves you wrong when you watch him cheese and melt over how cute you are.
"I thought it would be romantic.."
you answer, grinning from ear to ear. both bouquets held up next to each other.
he chuckles, pulling you close again and planting a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose. your eyes flutter at the gesture, and you scrunch your nose after.
"you're cute, so cute.."
he mumbles, watching you reach up. you run a hand through his damp hair, messy waves sitting on top of his head. indicating he just got out of the shower.
your favorite look on him, by far.
"Let's put them in vases?"
you suggest, making him nod. the both of you walking towards the kitchen to prep the flowers for the vases.
you both settle on the couch after a while, both bouquets sitting in their separate vase, on the coffee table for now.
dominik grabs you by your waist, guiding you to sit on his lap. you do, without hesitation, wrapping your arms around him.
"don't you want to tell me which flowers you got me, édesem?" (honey)
you nod eagerly, ready to describe the meaning of each flower. wanting to tell him how much effort you put into assembling the flowers.
"Okay, so the pink tulips- you already know that one. it means- deep love and affection.."
you begin rambling, unbeknownst to you. he doesn't stop you, though. his hands run up and down your thighs, listening intently to your voice, a sound he couldn't get enough of.
you don't notice the look he's giving you, too occupied with your story, but he's absolutely hypnotized by your beauty.
how your eyes move and dart away, how your lips curl up into a smile, how you raise your brows and use your hands when explaining something you’re passionate about.
"..and obviously, you always get me flowers- so I thought you deserved them too.."
you finish your story, taking a deep breath since you talked absurdly long and fast.
"I missed you.."
he suddenly whispers, the movement of his hands on your thighs stopping. instead he moves his hands to your back, pulling you flush against his body.
you hum in surprise, pressing your face against his chest. his musky body wash and aftershave is a very manly, but comforting scent to you.
"me too, I'm happy you’re back, baby.."
he hums, the rumble of his chest making you smile.
"you liked the flowers, right?"
he asks, already knowing your answer, but he loved hearing you verbally tell him how you felt.
"of course, I do.. but you stole my idea with the tulips.."
you joke, chuckling at his confused expression.
"I'm sorry. how can I be forgiven, lelkem?” (my soul)
he asks, smirk playing on his lips. his eyes are narrow when he looks at you. you raise your head, making eye contact with him from an intimate angle.
"cuddle?"
your request is simple, no beating around the bush. you had missed his touch, the feeling of safety he gave you, and especially his voice.
"alright, drágám.." (my precious..)
he says, lifting you up from your position on his lap. he holds you tightly as he walks you to your bedroom.
he playfully throws you onto the bed, walking away for a moment to collect the now full vases. placing each other’s gift on the respective nightstand.
you watch him intently, patting his side of the bed to call him over. he grins at you, lying down beside you, his hand sliding underneath your shirt.
"how was work?"
he asks as you play with his dark brown hair. his eyes roam on your face as if to remember every single inch of it.
“tiring, I’m hungry though..”
he rubs your back, placing a soft kiss on your lips.
“how about we do a little date night?” he suggests, hand tracing the middle of your back.
“for what?”
“I haven’t seen you in so long. i want to take my szép édesem out..” (pretty sweetheart)
“Where to?”
you ask, your stomach growling at the thought of going out for delicious food.
“you’ll see, can you get ready in- an hour?”
you nod excitedly, pressing multiple kisses on his face before scrambling out of bed and into your closet. you hear a loud laugh behind you, your boyfriend watching your figure disappear as you get excited over your clothing options.
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readinsilenceplease · 5 months
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drwzzy · 4 months
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DOMINIK SZOBOSZLAI HUNGARIAN SPORTSMAN OF THE YEAR
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lover-222 · 7 months
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Angel Baby (D.S)
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warning: smut 18+
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it was known that dominik was a playboy, liverpool's finest man on the field loved having different girls on him. he was one of liverpool's best players right now. the hungarian man loved partying and living the football dream. he was a heartbreaker, he loved how women desired him. today was nothing different.
liverpool had just won their last game of the season, and the boys were going to celebrate just how they always did.
"you ready for today dom?, i wonder who'll be your next victim" trent chuckled as he looked at his teammate.
dom wore an all black outfit with his silver chain and a diamond bracelet. he made a simple outfit look extravagant. he put on lotion, styled his brown hair, and sprayed some of his favorite cologne.
the club they frequently went to was busy. the flickering colored lights danced all over the building, the dance floor was filled with many couples dancing. the alcoholic beverages were being served to many different tables.
dominik talked and laughed with his teammates slowly but surely getting tipsy. the boys one by one started leaving the table to go dance and talk to pretty girls. trent and dominik were the only ones left.
that was until he spotted her, she looked angelic. she wore a tight white dress, her long black hair was waist level. she was there with another friend who had caught trent's attention.
the boys went up to them and offered them a drink. the couples separated into other tables just to be more comfortable with their dates.
"you're very beautiful i just had to talk to you, i'm domi-" he was cut off by the pretty girl.
"i know exactly who you are, dominik szoboszlai" she smiled.
she was innocent, sweet, and delicate. nothing like he's ever had before. all the girls he would fuck were all over him, she was different. y/n wanted him even if it was just for the night. she didn't want to look desperate but one night with dominik szoboszlai would be amazing.
the drinks were coming and coming, the alcohol burned her throat. although by the fifth shot it felt like they were drinking water. the tension started to rise, they couldn't help it.
they ended up at dominik's house, she knew how he was. he didn't want commitment or something stable, he just wanted a good time.
the couple was inside of the house, neither of them disconnected from the heated kiss. dom kissed and sucked on her exposed neck, leaving hickeys on her skin. she felt pure bliss, his lips felt so good on her skin.
he lead her upstairs to his room, he was eager. he needed her badly. dominik laid her gracefully on his bed, she looked truly angelic as she laid on top of his white sheets. he got on top of her, not doing anything yet. he just looked at her facial features, admiring every detail of her frame.
"i just wanted to let you know that i don't want a relationship or any commitment since of football-" he stated.
"i know, i just want to be one of your girls tonight dom. so is liverpool's best man going to fuck me or not?" she said seductively.
he had pure lust in his eyes, his brown eyes turned into a darker shade and were blown out. dominik took off her dress, leaving her in her matching lacy set.
dominik thought he had died and gone to heaven. her matching white lacy bra and underwear were making him hard by every second.
"not fair you still have your clothes on" she said and sat up properly.
he laughed at her, y/n's hands traveled to the hem of his black shirt tucking on it. as soon as she took it off she kissed his muscular chest, while her hands explored his abs. she saw more of his tattoos that were scattered all over both of his arms.
they were perfectly detailed and the shading gave them more depth. the way each design wrapped around and covered his arms made her wet. the thought of being manhandled by him made her dizzy.
dom kissed her tan body, gently unclasping her white lacy bra. she looked ethereal, a true angel was laying down right in front of him. the lust and sexual tension filled the room, and the heated make out session didn't stop. not until he pulled down her panties, and she reached out for his boxers.
"no angel you first i want to see how much of a good girl you are" he smirked as he planted kisses on her stomach.
he kissed her thighs, she was melting from his touch. the combination of his lips on her and his manly scent was intoxicating but in the best way possible. he wrapped his hands around her soft thighs to keep her from moving. as he kissed her thighs, she'd sigh in pleasure. his beard would rub against her flesh making her squirm.
dom licked her inner folds, he gently sucked and licked every part of her sex. she couldn't stop moaning his name. he was so good at what he was doing, his tongue felt like pure bliss against her core.
"god i don't think i'll last very long" she said following up with a moan.
it was heaven for dominik, her angelic voice saying dirty things made him smirk.
"god's not here baby, it's just me" he replied as he pulled her into him and harshly sucked on her clit.
her mouth made an o-shape, y/n grasped a handful of his hair making him groan. she had felt the vibration right in her core, there was no way she could hold her orgasm in. his tongue circled around her clit making her pulsate against him.
she was so wet against him, although she was getting frustrated because he wouldn't let her cum. to the point where she started riding his face, which he quickly made her stop and pulled away.
"no what are you doing my love?" he asked playfully, knowing exactly what she wanted.
she would do anything to reach her orgasm, she craved him so badly.
he had a playful yet sinful smile, "i want to be inside you when you cum".
he teased her entrance with his cock, moving it gently up and down. he was a good size, way bigger than her ex boyfriend. she felt him deep inside of her, every thrust was pleasurebale. the couple moaned loudly, his thrusts were fast and then slow. he would thrust into her at a fast pace, then would slow down, teasing her.
"fuck dom please i'm so close" she whined, tears building up making her eyes water.
"such a pretty angel begging me to let her cum, are you really going to cry?" he teased her as he grabbed her face with his hand gently squeeze her cheeks, yet not stopping his rhythm.
tears ran down her face, the pleasure was too much to handle. she would bite her lip to stop herself from cumming. she'd bit to hard and was now bleeding a bit, the metallic taste wondered her mouth.
he was reaching his high, his thrust became faster and more precise. his chain dangled from his neck, she hooked her pointer finger on the chain making him come closer to her. their lips crashed against each other, he tasted like mint. he was hitting her g-spot in every thrust which made her claw his back.
"you feel so fucking good, i'm going to cum" he said as his thrust became sloppy.
"me too, fuck i can't hold it anymore" she moaned out.
"cum with me angel" he said as he quickened up his pace.
his cock thrusted deep into her, making her shiver. she felt on top of the world, her orgasm building up in her core. he kissed her hashly, then swiftly put her on top making her ride him.
she moved desperately on his thick cock, nothing stopped her from riding him. it felt incredibly good. her perfect body was on display just for him, he held on to her waist. he followed her rhythm and would thrust into her occasionally. y/n looked down at him, he was a mess under her.
his hair was a mess, and his cheeks were scarlet red. even with his hair all over the place, he looked fucking beautiful. he looked like he was sculpted by greek gods, every single one of his curves were perfectly defined.
dom thought she was angelic, her doe like eyes attracted him. she was a sweet angel, her lips tasted like cherries. her dainty hands would messily pick up her hair, although her head tilted back due to her pleasure.
he snaked his hand up her chest and rested it on her neck. she loved it, he maintained a firm grasp around her. she felt euphoric, she held on to his arm as she felt her orgasm building up.
"i'm close angel" he told her as he thrusted into her yet again but deeper.
her eyebrows scrunched up, "me too fuck dom please".
the sensation built up as he thrusted into her, she managed to reach down and circled around her clit fast. dom quickly replaced her hand with his. his fingers played with her clit moving his digits fast around it.
finally reaching their climax, he whined and grunted while thrusting into her one last time. she moaned loudly and shuddered while she laid on top of him.
"fuck you're so good" she sighed as she breathed heavily.
"me? angel you were perfect. see you can be a good girl" he said while he smirked at her.
he pulled out and laid her next to him, dom got up and went to grab a warm cloth. he helped her get cleaned up and got back into bed.
the brunette boy caressed her face and tucked her hair behind her ear.
"i think i want to see you again angel" he said softly.
"am i going to be dominik szoboszlai's fuck buddy?" y/n replied playfully.
"i mean if you want, but i mean more like maybe go on a date with me?" he asked her, his puppy dog eyes glistened.
"i'd love that" she smiled, dom excitingly kissed her and wrapped his tattooed arms around her. she felt safe in his strong embrace. maybe she's the one that takes him out of the playboy lifestyle.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── a/n: i took like three days writing this and i'm not even sure if i like it lmaoooo
give me feedback plss anyways i hope y'all enjoyed it!!
d<3
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trentisms · 2 months
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our boys after the game !
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truly is the kinda man you go to war for
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he’s actually unreal
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domszobo · 1 month
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Ahhh shit I’m coming 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️
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readinsilenceplease · 5 months
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no thoughts in my head just him casually looking at trent with those eyes
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ts1m1kas · 2 months
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Original Ask: hi sweet angel!! would u be willing to write a little something for domi? (: maybe like a blind date that a mutual friend (TRENT I LOVE HIM) sets up? (like a meet-cute) (@alit1sa who has now deactivated ☹️☹️)
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(author's note: the people wanted domi, who am i to refuse? 🫡)
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Dominik knew that many women would lose a limb to go on a date with him. That wasn't him being egotistical, just a simple observation he had made throughout his years as a footballer. However, finding a girl wasn’t his problem; he could have anyone he wanted. Dominik didn’t want just anyone. He wanted someone special.
The lack of companionship in his life weighed on his mind as Dominik pulled his training jacket over his head in the changing rooms. Trent wandered in, and his face broke out in a smile as he saw Dominik.
“Hey Dom, you okay?” He asked, noticing the downcast look on his friend's face.
Dominik nodded in response, hanging up the clothes he was previously wearing.
“Have you thought any more about what I asked you the other day?” 
“Yes, I’ll do it, what’s the worst that could happen?” Dominik replied.
A few days ago, Dominik had confided in Trent about how lonely he had been recently and the struggles he had run into when trying to arrange to meet up with potential dates. Trent had in response told him about one of his friends who was having the same problem.
“She’s gorgeous, Dom, and smart. She’s got a heart of gold too, I promise you.”
“How do I know I’m her type, though? What if she doesn’t even find me attractive?”
Trent looked at his friend in disbelief. “Are you serious? She’d be blind not to fall in love on the spot.”
Dominik snorted with laughter and told Trent he’d think it over.
After training, Trent gave Dominik the details of the date he had planned for the pair. He reassured Dominik that everything would be fine and made him promise to text him when he got home afterwards.
Once arriving home, Dominik rifled through his wardrobe, looking for the perfect outfit for the night ahead. He wanted to make a good impression on whoever ended up being his company for the night but he didn’t want to seem like he was trying too hard.
Once his clothes were laid out, he had a quick shower, freshened up his hair and got dressed. After pulling on his shoes, Dominik grabbed the flowers he had bought earlier and got into his car. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out of his driveway and drove to the address Trent had given him.
Y/N sat at a table in the dimly lit restaurant anxiously awaiting her mysterious date. When Trent had called her asking if she was up for a blind date she agreed immediately. However now, the nerves had begun to eat away at her.
Dominik gently pushed open the front door of the restaurant and looked around for the person who matched Trent’s description. When he spotted her sitting alone staring at her hands, he made his way over to the table.
“Are you Y/N?” He asked hesitantly, awaiting her response. 
“Yes, Dominik isn’t it?”
He smiled and nodded, moving to sit down in the empty chair across from her. Silence descended over the pair until Dominik remembered the flowers he still had in his hand.
“I got these for you, I hope they’re okay.” He told her, holding out the bouquet.
Her face lit up as she gently grabbed the flowers from his hands. “They’re more than okay. They’re perfect.” 
“So, you’re a footballer, right?”
“Yeah, I have been for most of my life.” Dominik replied, a smile appearing at the chance to talk about his favourite subject.
“Do you play with Trent?” She enquired, eager to know more about him.
“I do, that’s how we met, actually. Clicked pretty much instantly. It was nice to have a friend in such a new place.”
“That sounds lovely, I met Trent through my auntie. She’s good friends with his mum and we’ve known each other for ages.”
“I’m glad you have. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be here.” He said, cringing at how cheesy he sounded.
She laughed and Dominik thought it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
The conversation continued flowing as the pair got to know one another. Once the pair had gotten through their food and drinks, Dominik insisted on walking Y/N home. 
After arriving at her house, Dominik and Y/N stood on the doorstep, neither one of them wanting to end the night.
“It was nice meeting you.” Y/N said, “Could I get your number?”
Nodding, Dominik pulled out his phone and showed her his number. Once Y/N was done, she put her phone back in her pocket and slowly wrapped her arms around Dominik.
“I’m glad Trent set this up,” Dominik stated “I had a really good night.”
Agreeing, Y/N finally said goodbye and leaned up on her tiptoes to press a kiss onto Dominik’s cheek. They exchanged their goodbyes and Y/N retreated into her house, giving Dominik a wave as she did so. Dominik began walking to his car while dialling Trent’s number.
“How did it go?” Trent asked as soon as the call connected.
“Really good mate, she’s lovely.”
“Did you get her number?”
“Yes, she said she’d like to go out again at some point.”
Trent congratulated him and then they said their goodbyes as Dominik finally got into his car. On the drive home, he couldn’t help but smile. The date went better than he ever thought it would and it had given him hope that there was someone out there made just for him.
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