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Tattoos & (Badly Kept) Secrets || Alessia Russo x Reader

Summary: Grace Clinton cannot keep a secret, and Alessia is wondering why you failed to mention your new tattoos.

Warnings: I swore once at the very least, a little bit suggestive, unedited & sleep deprived writing

Word count: 3.3k words

As you made your way towards Alessia Russo’s front door, you had only one thought on your mind.

Grace Clinton could not keep a secret.

You and Alessia had been friends for a long time, ever since you’d played football together in college for three years.

Since both of you had come from England, the two of you, and Lotte, had bonded well over your shared home. Alessia had been there for you when you were homesick, or when you had a bad game, or simply when you needed a hug.

You’d never told anyone, but you’d secretly developed a crush on the girl throughout your time in college together. You couldn’t help the way your stomach would flutter every time Alessia grinned at you, her dimples and shiny, bubbly eyes never failing to make you feel fuzzy and warm inside. You couldn’t help how you held on a little tighter to her when she gave you a hug, or the way you yearned to lean into her with every small touch between the two of you. You wanted to spend all of your time with her, as stupid as it sounded.

You’d thought that you’d have gotten over your feelings after Alessia had graduated the year before you had. You had had two years alone in college, without Lotte and Alessia by your side, and you had somehow managed to flourish despite how lonely you’d felt. Hell, you’d even managed to forget Alessia enough to sleep with someone, and had a short fling with another girl in your senior year of college.

You’d signed to Arsenal out of college and had joined Lotte as a defender. You had nearly forgotten Alessia by that point, until you’d had to face Manchester United. The moment you heard Alessia’s familiar giggle, seconds before you’d felt her strong, familiar arms envelop you in a hug, you’d known that you still had feelings for her. Your cheeks had reddened, so much so that some of your teammates had made fun of you afterward.

Despite having beaten your team, Alessia had invited you over to her home after the match for a movie night. It was a tradition that you had started in college, with each game being followed by a calm movie night in one of your dorm rooms. It had started when Alessia had realized how nervous you got for each game, always stressing over your performance.

Since she’d realized that movies and comfort managed to calm you down and ground you, she’d always invited you over after a match. Apparently, that wouldn’t be changing, even now that you had moved on from college and had found other ways to deal with your intense nerves.

When Alessia had signed for Arsenal, you’d been over the moon with excitement. You, Lotte, and Alessia had gone out the night that the news had been shared with the team to celebrate the occasion. You were incredibly excited, until it was also announced that you’d be going out on loan to Tottenham Hotspurs to improve yourself further as a defender.

You’d been disappointed in the announcement, but not surprised. You’d also been relieved, as you weren’t sure how much longer you could hide your ever-strengthening feelings for a certain blonde.

And so, while you’d been incredibly disappointed, you’d also known that it was for the better. You’d taken the loan in stride, promising to work on yourself as best as you could, both in the game of football, but also on your feelings and your management of how you felt.

During your time with the Spurs, you’d achieved a consistent starting position, and had begun to outshine some of the other players. You’d befriended many of your teammates, but had become especially close to Grace Clinton, who was also on loan. The two of you always seemed to be partnering up together for drills and had even begun spending time together outside of training.

However, while your football skills improved, you continued to struggle over your feelings for Alessia. Even now, she made you come over once a week for a movie night, staying true to the tradition the best she could.

You had begun to relish the movie nights between the two of you, as Alessia was always very cuddly with you. You took each and every opportunity to hold her close, to allow her to tuck her head into your neck, or against your chest. It made it all the more harder to battle back your feelings, but the warmth and happiness you got from holding onto Alessia was entirely too enticing for you to reject.

Realistically, you should have known that Grace wouldn’t be able to keep a secret from Alessia Russo.

Still, you’d been surprised when Alessia had texted you an hour before your pre-scheduled movie night. The text had been short and to the point, and you could imagine her frowning face on the other side of the screen as you’d read the condemning words–

“How come you never told me about your tattoos?”

It really shouldn’t have been that serious. You’d gotten a few tattoos during your time with the Spurs, and all of your teammates had seen them, since they’d all seen you change in the locker room.

Normally, you would have told Alessia about your tattoos, since the two of you told each other “everything” (save for your feelings for her, of course). However, you also knew that Alessia would want to see them, and the placement of said tattoos… made that difficult.

You had gotten two on your back, one of which was along the length of your spine, and one which was lower on your back, to the left.

Sure, like anybody else that you’d ever been teammates with, Alessia had seen you without a shirt on. It had never been a big deal, and you’d never paid attention to it before, in all of your time as a footballer.

However, the thought of the girl asking to see your tattoos and peeling off your shirt for her to see, and for her to specifically pay attention to what she saw there… was almost too much for you to think about. The thought set every nerve ending in your body on fire, and you could barely tolerate the idea of the situation.

And so, you’d never told Alessia about your tattoos. It was a secret, but a secret which had seemed small in comparison to the other secret you kept from the blonde.

However, as Alessia appeared in the opening of her door as she opened it, you realized that it was not, in fact, a small secret.

“Hey, Less.” You said, almost shyly. You weren’t sure what kind of Alessia you were walking up to. The usually bubbly girl had her arms crossed in front of her chest and her blue eyes narrowed down at you. The look was so intense that you could feel the heat rising up to your cheeks, reddening evermore when Alessia took a second longer to respond to you.

“Show me the tattoos.” She sounded almost stern in the way she spoke, so much so that you had to fight back a nervous chuckle.

“Less,” You protested, your amusement obvious in your voice. “What ever happened to good morning, hello, maybe ‘Oh, my bestest, most favorite friend how have you been’?!’

Alessia frowned, taking a step towards you and reaching out a hand. Her fingers bundled in your shirt and tugged at the material there, signaling for you to take it off. You gently grabbed her hand with your own, wrapping her fingers up in your hand and pulling it away.

“How about we get settled, first?” You asked, a little surprised by how forward Alessia was being. Finally, she sighed and nodded very slowly, using the grip you had on her hand to tug you through the hallway and towards her familiar living room.

You tried to ignore the way the skin of her fingers felt against your own as she fixed your grip. She intertwined your fingers, and you felt your heart flutter nervously in your chest.

If you hadn’t already been blushing, you sure as hell were now. You were very, very glad that Alessia was facing away from you, as you assumed that you were as red as a tomato by this point.

The girl, seemingly unaware of just what she was doing to you, pulled you over to her couch. It was a couch that you’d sat on many times, often cuddled up to the blonde forward. However, you don’t ever remember being this nervous as Alessia sat down and pulled you down with her.

You settled on the seat next to her, the outside of your thigh brushing against hers, a fact which you were almost-painfully aware of. She’d let go of your hand by now, but you barely noticed it with how hard you were trying to remain composed. Between the way Alessia had asked you to take your shirt off, the way she’d balled her fist in the material of your top, and then dragged you over to the couch…

To say that you were struggling to stay calm was a massive understatement. You were grateful for the blanket Alessia draped over your laps, as you were able to tuck your nervously quaking hands beneath the fabric.

Slowly, you managed to slow your racing heart enough to take in the things which Alessia had set up. There were bowls with snacks in them on top of the table in front of the couch the two of you sat on. You’d expected Alessia to pick up the television remote and press play on a movie, as was usual. However, silence prevailed throughout the room, and you glanced over to the side to see what Alessia was doing.

You hadn’t expected the girl to already be looking at you.

“... Um- Less?” You sounded uncertain, and you tilted the rest of your body to face the other girl. “Is there a reason we aren’t currently watching a movie?”

“Why didn’t you tell me about your tattoos?” Alessia didn’t answer your question, ignoring it in favor of asking her own. Once again, you were surprised by the forwards’... well, forward-ness, and you took a second before responding.

“They’re not even that cool, Less. I didn’t think it was worth mentioning,” You lied, forcing your voice to remain much more nonchalant than you felt.

“So why has everyone else seen them? I’m your best friend, and yet I had to learn you’d gotten new tattoos through Clinton?” Damn Clinton and her inability to keep a secret! You scrambled for an excuse, having to take another second before you responded to Alessia.

“Really, Less. They’re kind of lame, honestly. You wouldn’t like them.”

“I like anything that has to do with you. Show me.” Alessia didn’t miss a beat, her baby blue eyes narrowed at you in a way that suggested you were better off giving in than continuing to argue.

With a soft sigh, you turned around and slipped your fingers beneath the hem of your shirt. Then, you pulled it upwards, the newly exposed skin of your back breaking out in goosebumps. You turned your head, trying to survey the blonde’s expression, but you couldn’t exactly get a good glimpse of her face.

For a second, all you could see was the side of Alessia’s face, which gave away nothing as she gazed at the expanse of your back. You couldn’t see her, but you could feel her gaze on your skin; you could sense her eyes tracing line after line of ink.

For a second, all you could hear was the sound of your own heartbeat in your ears. Its pattern reminded you of a cartoon, with the way that it was thumping harshly in your chest.

Then, you felt Alessia’s fingertips graze against your spine, physically tracing the lines of the tattoo there. You couldn’t stifle the gasp which broke free from your lips, your entire body tensing Alessia’s touch against your will.

Alessia immediately withdrew her hand as you sucked in another breath.

“No, it’s okay. You just… spooked me, is all.” You sounded breathless, even to your own ears. Alessia responded with a light hum, before her hand was back on your back.

With one finger, she began to lightly trace the tattoos there, from the top of your spine, to the tattoo which was lower on your back. Slowly, you began to relax beneath the other girls’ gentle ministrations.

The two of you were completely silent, with you clutching tightly onto the fabric of your rolled up shirt as Alessia touched your back in ways that you’d only ever been able to imagine. As her fingers dipped ever lower, you couldn’t help but shiver.

You didn’t know whether to be disappointed or relieved when the warmth of Alessia’s fingers finally left your skin. Allowing your grip to loosen on your shirt, you felt the material drop back down to cover your torso. You took a deep breath as you prepared yourself to face your crush and to push down your feelings for her, which bubbled so close to the surface that you swore they would explode.

As you turned, however, you weren’t prepared for just how close Alessia’s face was to your own. The other girl had pushed herself up onto her knees, leaving into your personal space as she’d examined the lines on your back. Her cheeks were, to your surprise, red, and her lips were parted.

Her eyes were darker than you remembered, the pupils seeming… almost enlarged as she looked at you. She was so close to you, in fact, that each puff of air that escaped her parted lips blew against your own.

You yearned to move forward, but years of self-restraint had you doubting yourself. Alessia, however, had no such troubles as one of her hands lifted to oh-so-gently cup your chin. Her eyes stayed on yours, giving you plenty of time to speak up in case you were uncomfortable.

“I-” Alessia’s voice was overwhelmingly soft, almost yearning as she spoke. “I’ve been wanting to do this forever. Is this okay?”

It was as though that was all that you needed to hear. Before you were entirely aware of what you were doing, you were leaning forward and pressing your lips against Alessia’s. It was a motion which you’d imagined a hundred times over, in a hundred different situations, and one which you had shamed yourself for an equal number of times.

Now, however, your imagination didn’t compare to the real thing as your eyes fluttered closed. Alessia kissed like nobody you’d kissed before. Her lips were unbelievably soft as she lipped at your top lip, pillowy against your own.

Your mind had practically melted, unable to comprehend that you were kissing Alessia. You were kissing the very same Alessia who had made you speechless with just a laugh, the same Alessia who had given you a hug when you’d accidentally killed your favorite plant. You were kissing the same Alessia who had been there when nobody else had been, who you’d longed for before you’d even known what longing had meant.

Slowly, your hands began to wander, reaching out to touch Alessia’s waist. You attempted to tug her further towards you, to maximize the contact between the two of you. The other girl allowed you to pull her closer, and her upper body rested against your own, pressing against you in a way that had you yearning for more.

One of Alessia’s hands still cupped your jaw, holding your head in place as she began to utilize her position to take control of the kiss. She bit, albeit very gently, at your bottom lip, and dipped her tongue into your mouth as you gasped. She licked into your mouth again, beginning to explore the area there as her other hand also took the time to travel across more of your body.

You gasped yet again as Alessia’s free hand teased at the bottom of your shirt, her fingertips just barely brushing over the skin of your stomach. You’d always been sensitive there, and had to resist the urge to try to push your abdomen into Alessia’s touch.

Slowly, Alessia pushed further and further into you as you parted your legs to allow the forward to sit between them. Her hand left your jaw to allow both of her hands to wander beneath your shirt, her fingers dancing across your ribs, and then your abdomen, and then upward. She grasped at your breast over the fabric of your bra, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp yet again.

You were turning into a puddle beneath the older girl’s movements, desperate for more and more and more. It was as Alessia dared to press her leg further against the junction between your legs that you let a moan tumble from your lips. Alessia swallowed the noise as she continued to ravage your lips with her own, and she pressed her leg further against your core.

You were all too aware of how wet you were but, just as soon as you began to roll your hips to grind against Alessia’s limb, the girl was gone.

You heard Alessia let out an awkward squawk as all of her body weight left you, leaving you suddenly cold before you, too, were being tugged off of the couch. You let out your own unceremonious cry before your body collided with Alessia’s. You were lucky to have your fall broken by Alessia, as you were now on your stomach on top of the other girl, who let out a groan and a wheeze.

It took you a moment to realize what had happened. Alessia, ever the clumsy person, had lost her balance on the couch and had sent the both of you tumbling off of the piece of furniture. As you realized what had occurred, a laugh burst out of you. You heard Alessia giggling as well and, for the first time in a long time, you felt like you were well and truly satisfied and happy.

As your laughs died down, you opened your eyes to see, yet again, that Alessia was already looking at you.

“You’re really pretty, you know that?” The compliment took you by surprise, but had you leaning down to press a soft kiss against Alessia’s lips. This kiss was different, filled with more love than lust, and you savored the kiss all the same.

When the two of you parted, it was you who spoke first.

“We have to do that again.” You decided, and Alessia giggled beneath you once more.

“Oh, absolutely. What are you doing tomorrow?” Alessia asked, and you shrugged.

“Nothing, I don’t think. I train with the Spurs, but my afternoon is free.”

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” Alessia asked, somehow managing to take you by surprise. Perhaps, because you’d nearly fucked on her couch, you’d thought you were passed the whole “timidly asking to go out with each other” stage. Apparently, you’d been very wrong as you observed the way Alessia’s cheeks warmed beneath your gaze.

“I’d love to.” You confessed, and Alessia grinned.

“Yay!!” Alessia cheered, before shoving you off of her. You rolled, landing on your back on the hardwood floor, grinning like an absolute fool.

Against all of the odds, the girl who you’d had feelings for since before you could remember returned those feelings. You could hardly believe it, especially as Alessia pulled you up to your feet and onto the couch once more. The girl leaned back against the side of the couch, and encouraged you to sit between her legs and lean against her front.

Once the two of you were comfortable, Alessia finally started the movie.

Grace Clinton could not keep a secret, but you didn’t mind that fact as all as you enjoyed all the perks of your usual movie night, complete with the occasional lovely giggle and kiss from the girl you’d loved since the beginning of time.

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ilovemeadema · 6 days

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my cheeks hurt from smiling for 1 min and 49 seonds xx

lucy bronze speaking any language other than english 😚

was meant to study but made this compilation instead xxx

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ilovemeadema · 6 days

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AWWWWWWW

A fic just about kissing lessi after pining after her for years

Sounds bizarre but just the sweet touches and sweet nothings being whispered into their ears, the way their lips move, the heavens breathing

love your lover series btw❤️

I’ve Waited Years (Alessia Russo x Mead!Reader)

“Alessia, Y/n. Y/n, Alessia” Beth said as she introduced you two. “Now leave me alone” she laughed, heading off back to the senior squad that she was training with.

You were currently sitting in Spain after being called into your first Under 23s camp. You recognised a few players, but didn’t know them personally due to you being so quiet. Luckily for you, the senior squad was also here. Unlucky for your older sister, you had been clinging to her side since you got here.

Beth couldn’t take anymore of you clinging to her when she was just trying to spend her free time with her own teammates. After the 100th time of Beth telling you to politely fuck off, Leah came up with a plan to introduce you to one of the under 23’s so you would make friends with them, and leave Beth alone.

“What about Alessia?” Leah asked as Beth watched on at you all finishing up training. “She’s too nice to tell y/n to piss off” Leah laughed as Beth smirked, knowing Leah was right. She walked over to the blonde striker, taking her by the arm and marching her straight over to you.

After Beth’s brief introduction, she practically pushed Alessia onto the bench beside you, before skipping off to a smirking Leah.

“I didn’t know you were Beth’s sister” Alessia smiled, sitting next to you. You would have fallen for her right there if you were looking at her when she smiled at you, instead of being fixated on your boots.

“Did my name not give it away?” You laughed as the girl rolled her eyes. “You play at Chelsea, right?” You asked.

“Yeah, but I’m just about to go to the States for uni” She smiled.

“Oh, cool” you said, now remembering all the American university acceptance letters that were stuffed in your bedside drawer. “Which one?”

“UNC” she replied.

“Yeah, the Tar Heels” Lotte shouted, high fiving Alessia as she sat down on the ground, right infront of the bench that you and Alessia were sat on. “You get accepted too?” Lotte asked you.

You rattled your brain at all the logos on the letters and UNC rang a bell.

“Yeah, I think so” you nodded and started fidgeting with the laces on your boots.

“You think so?” Alessia laughed.

“What? You’re not going?” Lotte frowned, fixing her shin guards.

“I, uh” you stuttered, looking up towards Beth before you felt a hand fall on your leg.

“You should come, the three of us would have so much fun” Alessia smiled. Your skin burned under where her hand had touched you.

Maybe it’s because you were young and stupid, but as you watched her and Lotte walk towards the changing rooms, you knew that you were in love with the girl you’d met properly just 10 minutes ago.

The three of you had made a group chat and had been keeping in touch ever since camp. All the group chat was really being used for was to convince you to go to UNC.

“I think I’m going to go to UNC” you casually said at the dinner table.

Both your parents, brother and Beth’s heads whipped in your direction.

“Where is that?” Your dad asked.

“It’s in America” Beth answered.

“Why do you want to go to America?” Ben asked.

“My friends are going” you shrugged.

“Which friends?” Beth frowned.

“Bethany” your mum groaned.

“It’s a genuine question” Beth replied.

“Are you sure? America is very far away” your dad hummed, but you nodded. Anywhere Alessia was, you wanted to be too.

When you moved to America, you couldn’t have gotten closer to her. You, her and Lotte were all assigned to the same dorm. The accommodation was cool, it had 3 bedrooms and then a shared kitchen and living area. Lotte took the bedroom closest to the front door, then there was yours, right in the middle, then Alessia’s, which was closest to the kitchen.

You were all taking different classes, but saw each other every day. You’d meet up in between classes to get coffee, you’d go to the library together, you were all playing for the Tar Heels together and then you would all head back to your shared dorm.

You were extremely quiet, and always had been. You hadn’t really branched out, usually just sticking to your routine with just the two of them or flying solo. The other two however, were social butterflies and made friends easily and quickly. They’d usually head off to a party while you stayed in your dorm or were at the library studying.

Of course, they’d invite you, but they knew you’d always say no. They’d try to convince you, but every time they’d be rejected. Did you really want to go and get wasted at a stupid party where Alessia would probably kiss someone else and cause your heart to smash into a million tiny pieces?

Lotte was good at balancing both, she was doing well in classes and socially. You were doing great in class but didn’t speak to anybody. Meanwhile Alessia spoke to everyone but was failing, miserably.

A knock on your door, distracted you from your head being buried in your laptop.

“Yeah?” You shouted as Alessia came in. “Heading out?” You asked as she shook her head.

“Lotte just left” she mumbled. This was new, usually she’d be going too. “I was wondering if you could help me with this?” She sighed, holding up one of her college books.

“What is it?” You frowned, holding out your hand to take the book from her. She smiled when you’d agreed to help and skipped over to your bed to sit down. “What don’t you understand?” You didn’t take the class, so you didn’t know why she was asking you for help.

“I just don’t get it” she shrugged. “I’m failing everything”

You searched up her class on the university page and found some exam papers that have came up in previous years.

“Okay, look here” you turned the laptop around, starting to explain the questions, what they were looking for, and then pointing to the pages in the book you were holding that gave her the answers.

“Jesus Meado, you are smart smart” she giggled. “Can you help me with an assignment?” She used her puppy dog eyes and you instantly caved. You put away your own work, while she grabbed her laptop and came back with tea and snacks for you both.

She put her head on your shoulder, and you put the laptop on your lap and explained things as you were typing. Every now and again she’d pick up a sweet, throw it in her mouth and then put one in yours. You were so in love with her that even if you were allergic to whatever she was feeding you, you still would have eaten it.

You realised after a while of not being force fed treats, that Alessia was asleep against your arm. Nonetheless, you continued to type away at her assignment.

You heard Lotte come in around 2am, and heard her shuffle past your door to get to the kitchen, clearly getting water to try to sober up. She opened Alessia’s door, only to find the bedroom empty, before she came into yours. Lotte normally didn’t knock, even sober, she just came in.

“Y/n, have you seen, oh” Lotte whispered when she noticed the girl asleep on your bed. “What are you doing?” She asked.

You put Alessia’s laptop safely on the ground, and removed yourself from the girls hold, replacing yourself with a pillow.

“She asked for help with her assignment” you whispered as you both walked into her bedroom.

“Yeah, it looked like she was giving great input” Lotte laughed. Your face turned bright red at the teasing. You’d been so caught up doing her assignment that your stomach began to hurt at how natural that all felt. Her resting against you, feeding you little snacks. It hurt being in love with her because you knew it wasn’t how she felt “Don’t stay up too much longer now” Lotte teased as you rolled your eyes and headed back to your room, slotting Alessia back into your arm. You picked up her assignment again and didn’t stop typing until it was done and then headed off to sleep.

You woke the next morning with Alessia shuffling out of your arms.

“Hey, sorry” she smiled, quickly cupping your face, but you were too tired to take any notice. “Didn’t mean to wake you”

“It’s cool. I finished your assignment” you mumbled, pointing at her laptop which was on the floor.

“You finished it?” She frowned as you nodded, squeezing your pillow and closing your eyes again.

“Less, you up?” Lotte shouted.

“Yeah” Alessia called back. “Thank you, Meado”

“Anytime” you grumbled as you got out of bed. You took a shower, got changed and packed your bag. As you got out of your room, you literally walked into Lotte’s friend Laura, who came over almost every morning.

“Oh, hey” you practically whispered.

“Good morning” she beamed. “You heading to class?” She asked as you nodded. “Wanna walk together?” You and Laura took some classes together. She played volleyball and you would be lying if you said she wasn’t attractive.

But she wasn’t Alessia.

She personally invited you to a party in her dorm for her birthday and due to that, you couldn’t really say no. You knew Lotte would be going too, and if Lotte was going, that meant Alessia was more than likely going. So you agreed, only because you knew the blonde that you shared a wall with was going too.

“I’m so glad you came” Laura gushed as the three of you walked through the door. You waited for her to hug Alessia or Lotte, but instead her arms connected around you.

“Oh, uh” you stuttered.

“Wait here” she smiled as she sped off towards one of her friends.

“She’s so into you, mate” Lotte laughed. “Remember our rule, no being a nerd tonight” Lotte smirked.

“To start, you can drink this” Alessia giggled, handing you a drink. You’d do anything she asked you to.

You were drinking an awful lot for someone that barely left the dorm room. You looked to the right of the room, and noticed Lotte talking to a boy. You then scanned the room, trying to find Alessia, but wish you’d kept your eyes planted to the floor. She was kissing some guy from the football team that was in one of your classes. You now hated him, you hated yourself, you hated everyth-

“Hey” Laura smiled. “You having fun?” She asked.

“I, uh, think I’m gonna go” you mumbled, pointing to the door.

“Don’t go, it’s my birthday” she pouted, gripping your hand and resting it on her waist. “Kiss me” she slurred.

“What?” You stuttered. You’d kissed girls before, this was fine. You weren’t being a nerd.

“Kiss me” she repeated, gripping your neck and smashing your lips together. It felt good, you couldn’t deny that it was a great distraction. “Come on” she whispered against you, practically pulling you towards her room.

“Yes Meado, in there” Lotte chanted, which made Alessia break free from the guy she was currently with.

“Meado got with someone?” Alessia asked as Lotte laughed and nodded towards the closed bedroom door.

“Laura” Lotte smirked. Alessia pushed the guy away as he leaned in again, pulling Lotte out of the apartment and back to theirs. “Less, what’s wrong?”

It was fun with Laura, but you were in love with Alessia. You were too nice to ever lead anybody on.

“Laura, wait” you mumbled as she gripped the bottom of your t-shirt.

“What?” She huffed, tightening her grip on it.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” You asked, not able to even look at her.

“Are you?” She frowned.

“I’m just” you stuttered.

“It’s fine, I know you’re into her” Laura shrugged. “I’m not looking to date you” she chuckled, before kissing you again. That was good enough for you.

You were scrolling on your phone when Laura came back to bed, after running to the bathroom quickly.

“So, Alessia?” She teased. Great conversation to have with someone you had just slept with.

“Yeah” you shrugged.

“That’s cute” she giggled. “I’m happy to keep this casual” she added.

“Yeah, same” you nodded.

“Are you ever going to tell her?” She asked and you shook your head.

Alessia was straight, and would never look at you like that. Plus, you’d only started talking a few months ago before you decided to move to the other side of the world just to be close to her.

It became a regular thing with Laura, she knew the boundaries, and knew you were in love with Less, who seemed to be able to get any boy she wanted.

All the scholarship students, guys and girls, were out tonight to celebrate the end of term. After watching Alessia and a boy from the basketball team going at it all night, you decided to step further out of your comfort zone. Deciding your presence was not enough hell at this party, you decided to get so drunk enough that you could pretend this night never existed.

You were fairly wasted when the Volleyball team showed up.

“Oh, your girlfriend’s here” Lotte joked as Laura walked through the door.

“She’s not my girlfriend” you shook your head, heading up towards the bar and coming back with two drinks, shoving one into Laura’s hand and spilling half of it in the process.

“Christ, you are wasted” she frowned, peering over your shoulder at Alessia and the guy. “I can take you home, if you wanted?” She asked and you shook your head. Your vision was so blurry now that you couldn’t even make out who or where Alessia was in this bar.

“So you two aren’t together?” Lotte frowned at Laura.

“No” Laura giggled, watching on as some girl was talking to you on the dance floor and knowing you were in no way listening.

“But you guys” Lotte began.

“I mean, yeah. But she’s so hooked on Lessi that she won’t ever” Laura tried to explain.

“Alessia? She’s into Less?” Lotte gasped.

“Shit, Lotte. You cannot say anything” Laura frantically began waving her hands.

“Chill” Lotte grabbed the girls hand and yanked her back into the seat. “It’s just unexpected”

“Well, y/n constantly has her face buried in”

“Jesus, Laura you do not need to finish that sentence” Lotte gagged.

“I was going to say a book” Laura rolled her eyes before both girls busting out laughing. “I think she knows it will never happen, she just needs time to get over it” Laura nodded.

“Can I tell you something?” Lotte whispered as the girl nodded.

But Laura was right.

You never got over it.

3 years went by at University and every time Alessia looked at you, said your name, or worse, touched you, you fell more in love with her. Lotte always kept your secret, even from you. The only person that knew your secret, in your mind, was Laura, who you still managed to keep in regular contact with.

She stayed at home in the States and was happy with someone now, while the three of you moved back to England. Alessia moved to Manchester and signed for United, you and Lotte to London and Arsenal.

You’d grown up a lot since that very first camp where you’d first started talking to Lotte and Alessia. You no longer were stuck to Beth’s side, you mostly did your own thing or hung out with Lotte. You moved in with Lotte when you both signed with Arsenal and landed up in London together. You’d never had any issues in the 3 years at university and were comfortable around each other. You two had became really close friends.

Alessia and you were also extremely close still. You were so protective and caring of her, you just kept your feelings pent up and to yourself. Even when she was in Manchester and you were in London, you still made some excuse to speak to her everyday or spend time with her when you got a chance to leave London.

You two became inseparable at England camps, but you kept your walls sky high with her. If you broke them for even a second, you would be afraid you’d tell her about your years worth of unrequited feelings. And this back and forth worked for you. She was far enough away that you weren’t reminded everyday that it would never happen. But she was close enough that you could spend time with her to remind yourself it was never going to happen.

You were all heading to the World Cup this Summer before randomly one day, Alessia arrived at you and Lotte’s door, with all of her stuff.

“You’re bringing all of this to Australia?” You frowned as the girl stared at you. You grabbed the bags and lugged them inside. Your genuine confusion left the girl wondering if you knew what she was going on.

“It’s not all for Australia” she mumbled.

“Why’s it here then?” You asked, your tone of voice was a bit abrupt.

“Roomies once again” Lotte pumped her fist in the air. “Can’t believe you’re moving to the Arsenal” she chuckled as your eyes sprung out of your head.

“Lotte, did you remember to tell y/n?” Alessia asked, as both of the girls turned to look at you, jaw dropped to the ground and eyes wide.

“Y/n, Alessia is moving to Arsenal and is moving in with us” Lotte smirked cheekily. “Incase that wasn’t clear” she laughed, gesturing to Alessia’s bags and suitcases.

Alessia trudged upstairs, pulling a bag and a suitcase up with her as you were still rooted to the spot.

“You just going to stand there?” Lotte asked, starting to grab some bags.

“I’m just going to go to Beth’s for a little while” you mumbled, grabbing your car keys, putting your shoes on and practically flying out the door.

That’s when it was obvious to Lotte, your feelings that you had in University still hadn’t gone away for the blonde striker.

“Hello sunshine” Beth smirked at your stressed looking state standing on her doorstep. “Oh, do please come in” she called after you with a mimicking tone as you pushed by her and began to pace in the living room.

You were yet to speak as your sister and Viv watched you as if you were a real life tennis match, bobbing their heads from left to right.

“Is she going to say something?” Viv whispered.

“Eventually” Beth nodded, and continued to wait for you to speak.

“She fucking moved in” you grunted.

“Who?” Beth asked.

“Alessia” you groaned.

“Why are you angry? You’re friends?” Beth frowned.

You looked at your sister and her girlfriend and Viv knew that look on your face. It was clear as day to anybody what that look meant.

“How long have you liked her?” Viv asked as Beth’s head turned quickly to look at her.

“Since I met her” you sighed with a shrug.

“You like Less?” Beth asked as you sunk to the ground with a nod.

“You could move in here, with us” Viv suggested.

“I couldn’t do that to you guys” you shook your head.

“If you still feel it would be better after the World Cup, you can more in here. Or Leah will adopt you” Beth smiled and squeezed your shoulder.

It was only a couple of days until you left for the pre World Cup camp, you could last living in the same house until then. You lived together for three years in America, what’s a couple of days?

You got back to the house and headed straight to the kitchen, bypassing the living room where both girls were sitting. You grabbed something quickly from the fridge, and turned to notice Lotte in the doorway.

“All alright?” Lotte asked and you nodded. “You sure? You ran out of here pretty quickly earlier” she frowned, stepping into the kitchen further and closing the door.

“I’m fine” you huffed.

“Listen, I know about you and Less” she hummed as you almost dropped what you had in your hand.

“What do you mean?” You stuttered.

“I mean, I knew you liked her in college, I just didn’t know you still” Lotte mumbled, bouncing on her toes.

Shit.

“I don’t” you lied, trying to end this conversation quickly.

“I’m sorry I told her she could stay here. I should have checked it with you to make sure you were okay” she sighed sympathetically, squeezing your shoulder as you remained quiet. “Are you ever going to tell her? Because I think”

“Oh you’re back” Alessia smiled, skipping over and jumping into your arms. “Is Beth okay?” She asked as you frowned.

“Yeah, they found Myle” Lotte coughed, looking at you sternly. Clearly she’d made up some elaborate lie as to why you left the house earlier rather than telling Alessia that you being in love with her was the reason you sprinted out.

Alessia was a clingy person with people she felt comfortable around, and you hated that, because when she touched you, it was torturous. So when she pulled you by the hand into the living room and sprawled herself across you on the couch, the girl didn’t even bat an eyelid.

You sat in complete silence, staring directly at the film she’d picked for the three of you to watch flashing on the screen. Not daring to move an inch just incase you made her uncomfortable and she’d remove herself from being cuddled into you.

Lotte was exhausted, but was really trying her best to stay up, for your sake. But eventually, she had to cave to just how tired she was, and headed upstairs, leaving you and Alessia downstairs.

“Want to watch something else?” She asked, already flicking through movies. You knew you’d be here at least another hour and you were practically pumping sweat.

“Yeah, whatever you want Less” you nodded a little bit flustered.

“Are you okay?” She asked, putting the back of her hand against your forehead. “You are roasting, take that off” she frowned, pulling at the bottom of your hoodie. You lifted it up over your head and she threw it to the end of the couch.

“Put your movie on” you said.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You’re sweating” she pointed out as you nodded back. “I can move?” she suggested, lifting her head off your shoulder.

“Please don’t move” you shook your head. Your heart was thumping so fast you forgot what normally breathing or a usual heart beat felt like.

Is this what dying felt like?

Due to the close proximity of her ear and your heart and the hard, rapid beats going off every few milliseconds, she knew something was wrong. She pushed herself off your chest and cupped your face with her hand.

“Hey, calm down. It’s okay, I’m here” she said calmly. Even mid heart attack, or whatever was currently going on, you noticed her eyes had fallen to your lips.

Did she want you to kiss her?

You’d only known Alessia as a girl who got with boys. You’d never seen her with a girl, she never talked about girls, but you didn’t know what her deal was. What you did know though, was her eyes were still firmly planted on your lips. You felt like you were about to die anyway, so if you were going to go out, you may as well shoot your shot.

You leaned in and pressed your lips to hers, and she didn’t pull away, not even a single inch. She matched your intensity, although the kiss, like you, was soft. She brought her other hand up to your neck as both of yours fell on her lower back.

“You don’t understand how long I’ve wanted you to do that” Alessia whispered.

You kissed her again, a bit more rushed, but quickly both of your lips found a nice rhythm. There was no battle for dominance, it just worked. You slotted so well together that it was as if you were individually designed specially for the other.

“I’ve wanted to since that day at England camp” you softly hummed back. “I’ve really liked you since the day we started talking”.

“I wish one of us did this sooner, I just didn’t know” she sighed.

“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, Lessi” you said, leaning back in and kissing her again. It was like the world stopped when she was against you.

“Sorry, forgot my, oh” Lotte smirked, re-entering the room. “Forgot my phone” she said, pointing at it.

“Here” Alessia practically threw the phone at your housemate.

“So, you guys told each other then?” She laughed.

“You knew this whole time?” You both shouted, before looking back at each other.

“I’ve held on to both of your feelings for 6 years, give me a break” Lotte huffed, heading back off upstairs.

“You’ve liked me since uni?” You frowned at the blonde who nodded.

“That night at Laura’s stupid birthday party, you made me so jealous. I cried to Lotte the entire night” she admitted as you laughed. “What’s funny?” She said, punching you softly in the arm.

“That night, I told Laura I was in love with you” you said so casually you didn’t even realise what you admitted.

“You, you love me?” Alessia asked.

“Yeah” you nodded. “I’m so in love with you, Less”

“I love you too” she smiled, pulling you in for another kiss. You felt like you could have melted from her lips being so soft.

Mini Meado

I think I’ll be okay here

Myle’s mum

Did something happen?

Did you kiss?

Did you tell her?

Myle’s other mum

We require more information

Mini Meado

👍🏻

Myle’s other mum

That is not an acceptable answer

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ilovemeadema · 6 days

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deep deep breath 💆🏻‍♀️ everything is fine (actually, I’m not fine)

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ilovemeadema · 7 days

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CAN YOU DO PART 2 OF ANGRY SEX WITH VIVIANNE MIEDEMA PLEASEEEE

HELLOOOO!

Idm doing another fic for Viv but the angry sex one was just a one shottt, sorryyy xx

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ilovemeadema · 8 days

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I just opened the app, Im laughing so hard rn 😭

can we call u daddy?

Absolutely not. I just gagged, and not in a nice way. Harper is fine, thank you very much.

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ilovemeadema · 11 days

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This woman needs to get her eyes checked.

Tbh alexia is a half half for me, BUT ALESSIA?!?!

do u think alessia russo is attractive?

… Twenty minutes ago I would have said no. I have since then done a deep dive into pinterest. She’s adorable and certain pictures have… shaped my mind a lil bit.

This happened with Alexia Putellas last week too 😭

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ilovemeadema · 12 days

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AAAAAAAAHHHHH 🫠

Home Workouts / Mary Earps / 18+

Description: Mary decides that you would be the perfect addition for some at-home-hip thrusts. As it happens, a morning wet dream leaves you wanting much more, and in the perfect position for it.

A/N: Fluff and smut, the best thing since sliced bread. 2.5k words, please enjoy x

18+ content below, minors do not interact

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"Oh my god... d... don't stop"

Your whining pleas were nothing short of fuel to the fire as Mary thrusted harder and faster into you. The glistening of sweat across her skin and the grunting pants were a testament to the effort she was putting in to making this as pleasurable for you as possible.

"Mary, fuck..."

The all too familiar coil started to tighten as the heat between your legs grew more and more intense, every new thrust of the strap seeing your legs shake as Mary worked you up to your release.

"Mary... Please let me..."

But quicker than it had appeared, everything vanished.

A wet dream.

You woke up a bit groggy, but you were quick to come round to your senses and understand what had just happened. Understand why your breath was slightly panting and why you were sweating, becoming very aware of the warm buzz between your legs. The contents of your dream were still very fresh in your mind, and god, if that's what she could do you just in a dream then you were more than eager to make your dreams come true...

Only then you really did come round to your senses, remembering that it was unfortunately only a dream and desperately hoping that your moans remained in your head and didn't slip into the real world, waking your fiancée next to you. It had happened before, you had gotten a bit too vocal in your sleep and the relentless next morning teasing wasn't something you were looking forward to going through again.

As you turn yourself around you were kind of disappointed to see the empty space in the bed next to you, though relieved that Mary likely wouldn't have heard anything from the little 5 minute porno you had just created in your mind.

Giving yourself a few minutes to fully adjust to consciousness, you decided to slip out of bed and find Mary. She always was the morning person out of the two of you, whereas you preferred a late night and a lie in whenever you could, often joking that you would call off the wedding when Mary would try to pull herself out of the grasp of your morning cuddles to start her day.

Rubbing your eyes and walking out of the bedroom towards the main room of your apartment, you caught sight of your fiancée running through a home workout. She often opted to exercise at home on off days, meaning she could spend as much time as she could with you, not having to travel too and from the gym. So as Mary sat on the floor wearing only gym shorts and a sports bra, running through a set of ab crunches, you couldn't help but notice your arousal growing like it was only moments ago. A half naked body shimmering with sweat, slightly out of breath, light groans and grunts coming from her mouth... it reminded you of something

You were pulled out of your thoughts as a voice beamed, only just noticing your figure watching her from the doorway.

"Morning! Sorry baby did I wake you?"

Well, technically yeah.

But still, you decided to keep the contents of your sleep to yourself for now. Mary stood and began to walk over towards you.

"No no you didn't, but would it kill you to have a lie in?"

You teased her as you normally would any morning, hoping that remaining as nonchalant as possible would keep her from clocking on to how very desperate you actually were for her in that moment. She didn't answer, instead chuckled as she wrapped her arms around you and pulled you into a loving morning kiss. Totally innocent, but the physical contact between the two of you in the state you were currently in made you very aware of a certain wetness growing. Though every animalistic instinct inside of you was begging to jump into her arms, wrap your legs around her waist and let Mary take care of the rest, you were determined to play it cool. So though the kiss went on for a little longer than usual, you pulled away before it became so long that Mary would notice the intentions behind it.

Pulling back to face her, you smiled as the two of you gazed into each other's eyes. God you were disgustingly in love.

"Sorry I didn't sleep in with you" Mary finally broke the silence. "Buuuut I did sort that load of washing you've been telling me to do for the past few days, and I fixed that cupboard that I definitely didn't break when I came home a bit tipsy last night".

A guilty and childish smile plastered her face as you giggled, recalling the pure entertainment of the night before watching Mary try to navigate her night time routine after coming back from a few drinks with the team, reluctant to let you help her as she insisted she could do it herself.

"But since the self-breaking cupboards don't seem to have much food in them right now, I was thinking we could go out for breakfast? My treat"

Your smile touched your eyes as you led your forehead on her chest, always going a bit giddy whenever she wanted to treat you to something, which was quite often.

Now you were not only very very horny, but reminded of how you were very very much in love. A combination which often required a lot of free time.

She took your silence as an acceptance of her offer and briefly kissed you once more.

"Just let me finish my workout and I'll come get ready with you"

You nodded, and a gentle pat on her chest saw the two of you walking back to the separate rooms of your shared apartment. The two of you had a rare few days free together, plenty of time for... other activities... and so as you brushed your teeth and stared yourself down in the bathroom mirror you convinced yourself that you would keep these feelings at bay, at least until after you'd gone out for breakfast. Just as you had finished brushing, a voice rang out from the living area.

"Hey babe, could you come here for a minute"

You followed it out to see your (still sweaty) fiancée sat on the floor in front of the couch, arms spread out ever so slightly behind her resting on the seats.

"Can you help me with my workout? Just a few sets and I'll be all done"

And though you were more than happy to help, you struggled to see where you could. The previously spread around kettle bells and floor mat had been put away, leaving Mary sat as she was with no equipment.

"Yeah, what do you need?"

You responded, eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

"I just need you to sit on my lap whilst I do some hip thrusts, I don't have any weights heavy enough for it"

For fuck sakes, so much for keeping the feelings at bay.

Still, you were determined to have a normal morning, and so you agreed as you approached her. It took every ounce of effort to ignore the very persistent arousal that had sparked back up the instant Mary vocalised her request and you pictured the position you were about to find your self in.

Just keep it together - you thought to yourself.

And so, you swung your leg over and lowered yourself onto her hips as she'd instructed. What you hadn't fully prepared for was the immediate pressure you felt against your clothed clit as you sat all your weight on top of Mary. You were very wet, and you prayed in that moment that she wouldn't notice. Or maybe you secretly hoped she would.

Once satisfied that you were both comfortable and balanced she positioned her feet, grabbed ahold of your thighs to steady you, and began.

Thrust

Your entire body raised, pushed up by what you then appreciated were her impressively strong hips. The new elevation threw you off balance slightly and you quickly placed a hand on Mary's chest to stabilise yourself as she continued. However the new, slightly forward leaning angle, meant that your core sat against her with a notable added pressure. A notable added pleasure.

Thrust

The power behind the exercise meant that Mary's hips forced themselves up to hit your clit perfectly, causing you to unravel in a way that was beyond control. You were now essentially riding your fiancée in the most slow burn and frustrating way possible.

Thrust

You don't really know where it came from, but you couldn't stop it. A small moan escaped your lips before you had even realised it was there. It was quiet, but not quiet enough. Not only did Mary hear it, but recognised it instantly. She stopped.

Your eyes widened as your face grew more and more red by the second, averting your gaze to look at whatever you could see that wasn't Mary's eyes right now. The silence was loud, as the saying goes, and though you battled with the idea of saying something, you decided you probably should. Letting out a small cough you cleared your throat.

"Uh... sorry..."

It was spoken barely above a whisper. After an uncomfortably long few seconds you turned your gaze to meet Mary's face, trying to establish what she was feeling. What you weren't expecting, and honestly were quite irritated by, is the curious yet wolf-like smirk she had plastered across her face. She had obviously pieced together quite quickly what was happening, and appeared to be very proud of it.

You remained trapped in her piercing stare from hooded eyes, and the longer she held that smile, the more you toyed with the idea that maybe you would get what you wanted after all.

"Don't be sorry, that was fucking hot"

A hand raised up and grazed against your jawline before gently tugging your chin down until your lips met hers. The kiss for her was a tease, a question. As if she was asking if you really wanted to do this. And your kiss back? All the answer she needed. The pushing and shoving between lips, your tongue slipped between hers, it told Mary that this was exactly what you wanted.

"Take these off"

She mumbled against your mouth, eyes fixed solidly onto yours as she tugged on the shorts that covered your bottom half. Holding no protest you raised yourself up just enough to let Mary slip the shorts along with your underwear off you, tossing them well out the side.

You had, from that moment, given up on any attempt to hold back. Retaking your previous position you relished in the feeling of your now bare pussy pressing against her lower abdomen. Everything felt 10x better, 10x more real. She too found her place back against your lips, and your moans quickly started to roll out as she resumed her thrusting. Your free hand had grasped onto Mary's shoulder.

Hips rolled against hers, your face screwed up in desperation. The pleasure was almost perfect, but it wasn't enough. A hand snuck down between where your two bodies connected, two fingers easily finding themselves between your slit as you gasp at the feeling. Mary too was surprised by just how wet you had become.

"You're soaking, is this all for me?"

You nodded, you couldn't answer, too focused waiting for her next move. But as fingers sat there idle with no movement it became increasingly obvious that you would have to make that connection, they were there to be used. You frantically began grinding down on them, sliding your soaking clit against them and indulging in the pressure that was enhanced with every thrust, growing in speed, that Mary continued to make.

"Oh fuck Mary... don't stop"

Images of your sex dream came flooding back which only turned you on more. The need for your fiancée was indescribable as you too quickened your pace, grinding down onto her. Images weren't the only thing that was flooding...

For Mary this was a sight she could never grow tired of, watching you slowly unravel on top of her as you rode her fingers, desperately chasing your high. She lived to see you like this, to see you so needy and helpless whilst knowing she would be the only one that gets to break you apart and put you back together.

To no surprise, you were almost there. You had crossed that fine line between the frustration of trying to find an orgasm and the bliss of knowing it was about to happen, and it was only a matter of moments before you would fully fall into the pleasure and let go.

"Mary, I'm gonna cum"

You couldn't hold it back much longer, still rubbing yourself against her in an almost animalistic way.

"Good girl"

Good girl. Those words were enough to push you over the edge. With a few final grinds everything in your pussy tensed before pulsating into a mind blowing orgasm. Your grip on Mary's shoulders tightened to white knuckles, your fingernails sure to leave marks on her skin for the next few days at least. Mary worked you through your orgasm, slowing her pace to match yours and keeping her free hand glued to your thigh to reassure that she was still very much with you. Once you'd fully come down, the exhaustion took over as you rested your head on Mary's shoulder and evened out your breathing. She had been careful to slide her fingers out from under you appreciating your new found sensitivity, a hand caressing your back as she lowered her hips to the ground and fully sat the two of you down.

She let a few moments pass in silent comfort.

"You okay gorgeous?"

Gentle kisses were placed on top of your head as Mary checked in. Your head remained on her shoulder, eyes closed, but she felt a sense of relief when she felt you smile against her skin.

"Yeah, I needed that, thank you"

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The rest of the morning went perfectly. Mary had lifted you and carried you to the shower, joining you in there as you slowly regained the strength in your legs. It's funny, after the shift she had just put in fucking you, you wouldn't have thought that you would be the one to have trouble walking afterwards.

The two of you got dressed together in your usual love sick way, pining over one another as compliments were mumbled between lazy kisses. You had still decided to go out for breakfast, and so after your... detour... you were finally ready to leave.

Jackets on, keys in hand, you both moved to leave the apartment. As you fumbled with the lock on the door, she took your averted concentration as an opportunity to pass something by you.

"Baby, I was meaning to ask, did you have any nice dreams this morning?"

Oh she was clever

She was very good

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ilovemeadema · 17 days

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lord have mercy 🫠

so I get 10 asks about blue hair Leah…BUT NOBODY SENT ME THIS??? THIS?? I HAD TO FIND IT ON TWITTER??? CHRIST.

im physically mentally and emotionally unwell

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ilovemeadema · 17 days

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aahhhhhhhh fluffy smutttt 🤭

The first time | Kyra Cooney-Cross x Reader | 18+ MDNI

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, soft smut. Their first time, fingering (r giving), thigh riding (r receiving).

Woso masterlist | Words: 2k

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It wasn’t long after Kyra joined Arsenal that the two of you had started dating. Everything was going great, you had clicked instantly and loved spending time together. The only problem was that it wasn’t often that you got to spend one on one time with your girlfriend. You lived with Lia, she took you in at sixteen when you moved from Switzerland to play for Arsenal, and Caitlin had done the same for Kyra when she moved from Australia. You loved them both dearly, but they could be very over protective. You’ve had your fair share of sleep overs, but there was always someone else at home, restricting you from doing more than sleeping. So, the two of you had not yet had your first time, and that was totally okay for the both of you. You didn’t need sex for your relationship to work, but it was definitely something that the both of you were ready for.

At training Kyra was slightly more giddy than usual, but you hadn’t thought much of it until she pulled you aside after. ��Katie is taking Caitlin to visit Ireland over the weekend.�� She raised her eyebrows suggestively. “Oh, how nice of Katie to do so, I hope they will have a great time.” You loved messing with Kyra, so after you said that you turned around to walk away. “Hey wait, do you not want to come over and have the house to ourselves?” She sounded genuinely disappointed, so you quickly turned around again, “Of course I am coming over, dummy. I wouldn’t miss one on one time with my favourite girl.” With that it was settled.

You were both nervous and excited for tonight. If you both felt comfortable tonight it would be your first time together. Sure, over the past few months you had talked about sex and what the both of you liked, but tonight would be the real thing. You put your nerves aside and knocked on her front door. “Hi beautiful.” You greet your girlfriend, she was wearing a pair of football shorts, and one of your hoodies, and your favourite part of her look was her messy bun. “Hi baby.” She beamed back as she pulled you into a hug and into the house. You peck her lips after closing the door behind you. “Wanna watch a movie?” Kyra asks while she pulls you further into the home. “I'd love to.”

It was fully Kyra's intention to finish the movie, and to not just jump right into it, but the way your hand was moving up and down her thigh had her breath hitching. You were fully aware of what you were doing, and were loving the way Kyra reacted to your soft touches. Kyra's eyes were closed when you looked up from your position cuddled into her side. You smirk and lean up, “I thought you wanted to watch this movie.” You whisper into her ear, letting your lips linger. When she simply hums and keeps her eyes closed, you start softly kissing her neck. “Hm baby.” Before continuing, you take a moment to check in with her. “Do you want me to stop?”

She quickly shakes her head, “No, please keep going.” You don’t need her to tell you twice, so this time you connect your lips with hers, and kiss her passionately. She intertwines her fingers into your hair and pulls you closer to her. “I love you so much.” You say when you both take a second to catch your breath. “I love you too, baby.” You straddle her waist and continue making out.

Kyra’s hands make their way under your shirt, and your gasp from the contact with her slightly colder hands, gives her the opportunity to deepen the kiss. While she lets her tongue explore your mouth, you let your hands wander down her chest. When your hands meet her boobs, Kyra moans into your mouth. The sounds she was making were like music to your ears. Sure, you had made out a bunch of times, but none of the reactions compared to the soft moans that were filling your ears at the moment. “Is this still okay?” You ask her while your hands are still on her boobs. “More than.” Kyra says with a shaky breath.

Kyra seemed to be getting more confident too, as her hands explored more of your back, and she let your shirt ride up with it. “Can I take this off?” Your heart was beating out of your chest at this point, your body filled with anticipation. “Please.” You sit up slightly, to give Kyra more room to take off your shirt. She tosses the piece of clothing to the side, and admires your body. “You are so beautiful.” She says before reconnecting your lips. Her hands now roam freely over your bare skin, all of the touching and kissing was turning you on big time, and out of instinct you started rolling your hips. “Fuck that’s so hot.” Kyra groans. You hadn’t realised you were doing it until her reaction, and stopped dead in your tracks. “No, baby, please don’t stop.” Her hands found their way to your hips and guided you back to the movements you were making.

“Hmm, you’re still wearing too many clothes. It’s not fair when we’re not even.” Kyra chuckles softly at your joking comment. “Well we can’t have that, can we?” Her voice low. You move your hands to the hem of her hoodie, and lift it over her head. The hoodie gets discarded somewhere in the general direction of your shirt, as you let your eyes roam over Kyra’s toned body. “You are absolutely stunning.” Your fingers trace softly over the exposed skin. “Are you sure you want to do this?” You were sure that your continuous questions checking in were annoying, but you wanted to make sure that everything you were doing was alright with your girlfriend. “I am sure, baby. I want you.” Her eyes darkened in a way you hadn’t seen before, the look snapped something in you, and you moved the two of you to lay further down on the bed. Kissing her passionately again, as you let your hands roam free again, this time daring to go lower than before.

Your fingers were playing with the waistband of her shorts, while your lips had made their way back to her neck. Kyra’s breath hitched when your hand moved slightly under the waistband of her shorts. You were about to ask her if it was okay, but she nodded eagerly before you even got a single word out. After a slight reposition of your body, Kyra arches her hips off of the bed, so you can rid her of her shorts, taking her underwear with it in one swift motion. “Can I?” Kyra asks, eying up your shorts as well. You giggle softly, “Yeah, I can’t make the equal rule just for myself, can I?” The way that you were joking around, even in such a vulnerable moment, only proved to you further that you wanted to take this step with Kyra. After she takes off your shorts and underwear, you press your lips on hers again.

Your hands make their way down Kyra’s body again, this time all the way down to her inner thighs, where you move your hand up and down a few times. “Please tell me when you want me to stop at any moment.” Kyra smiles down at you. “I know, baby. Same goes for you.” Once you’re sure that Ky is ready too, you slide one of your fingers through her slick folds. You groan at the feeling of her slick coating your fingers. “You feel so good baby.” You praise before you start slowly circling her clit. Kyra’s head falls back instantly as soft moans leave her lips.

The way her chest was rising and falling, as your fingers were making her feel good had you mesmerised. Kyra was always beautiful, but seeing her like this brought a whole new meaning to the word. You bring your free hand to her breast, while you gently enter her with one finger. “Hm so good.” Kyra groans out as she arches her hips off the bed to meet your slow thrusts, desperately needing more. In response you add a second finger, and when she has settled on the new feeling, you start pumping your fingers into her at a slightly faster pace. The feeling and her moans alone were enough for your own slight to start dripping down your thighs.

Kyra’s moans get louder as you feel her tightening around your fingers. “I’m gonna-” She tries to speak but her pants interrupt her. “Come for me baby, I’ve got you.” With a few more thrusts of your fingers, she came moaning your name loudly. You gently work her through her high, as your lips meet hers in sweet kisses. “You did so good, darling.”

You bring your fingers covered in her slick to your mouth and clean them off, this sparked something in Kyra instantly. She flipped the two of you over, just with a bit too much power due to her excitement, so you had to hold her back before she would roll off the bed. Both of you start laughing loudly, and Kyra falls down on top of you. “Wanna try that again?” You tease her. But you’re quickly shut up by her thigh meeting your core. A deep moan escapes your throat, hinting to Kyra that you were very worked up already. Her thigh had met your core accidentally, when she was trying to get up, but now she wanted to make you feel good that way, so she flipped you over again.

This time, she managed to do it rather smoothly. You were now laying on top of her again, she put her own leg up slightly in between your legs, “Ride my thigh, baby.” Her confident words struck right to your core, and made you move your hips instantly. Kyra brought her hands to your hips, and started guiding you up and down her thigh. Your slick covered her leg instantly, and the pressure to your clit from the movement got you moaning into Kyra’s ear. She was loving the way you were getting yourself off on her thigh, and watched in awe how your face showed the pleasure you were feeling. You were working to your high quickly, by how turned on you got by pleasuring Kyra, and before you knew it you were teetering on the edge of your orgasm. “Let go for me, baby.” Kyra whispered into your ears, and you came instantly.

You collapse on Kyra after riding out your high. With your face nestled into her neck you softly say, “Sorry that was quick.” You feel slightly embarrassed, but Kyra is quick to reassure you. “That was really hot.” She moves slightly so she can see your face, “That was amazing, baby, and I love you so much.” Kyra pecks your lips a couple of times. “I love you too.” You fall back into her arms, and she holds you tight. Together you enjoy the moment in quietness for a bit. Until you lift yourself up on one of your arms, “Wanna take a shower together to clean ourselves up?” Your girlfriend nods and follows after you, gathering up your disregarded clothes on the way there.

Showering together was soft and comforting. She washed your body, and you washed hers, and while the shampoo was setting, you held each other. It was such a vulnerable moment between the two of you, but you felt nothing but warmth and comfort. After your shower, you make your way back into the bed, and cuddle up together. The evening continued with some conversations about your first time, wanting to make sure that both of you felt good before, during, and after. And it eventually ended with you falling asleep comfortably in Kyra’s arms.

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AINT NO WAYYY THAT JUST HAPPENED AND IRELAND DIDNT SCORE 😭

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ilovemeadema · 18 days

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baby just got booped by the mic

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ilovemeadema · 20 days

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mommy dearest || mary earps x reader ||

it's just mommy kink mary earps smut.

18+, smut ahead, minors dni.

"oh fuck," you moaned as mary pulled your hips down to grind against her thigh. mary had been winding you up all practice, and now you could finally do something about it. to make matters worse, mary had to stay extra time for a quick instagram photoshoot and a couple of videos for youtube.

"don't worry, we'll get to that," mary teased. you didn't need to look up to know that she had a shit-eating grin on her face. she was far too proud of herself, but you couldn't bring yourself to care. "i'll take good care of you. i always do, don't i?"

"fuck, yes," you answered. mary grabbed a hold of your jaw, forcing you to look at her as you ground against her. you recognized the look in her eyes, one that she only ever really got when she wanted something specific. "you take such good care of me, mommy."

you watched the way that mary's jaw clenched at the name. her hands came up to grab at your hips, holding you as she flipped the two of you over. you were pinned beneath mary's body on top of the mattress now. she pressed a couple of rough kisses to your lips before she backed away, stepping off of the bed and going straight for the bedside table.

"mary," you whined at the loss of contact. she stifled a smile, secretly loving it whenever you'd get needy for her. mary would have loved to hold you in her arms all night, slowly dismantling every part of you just to put you back together again lovingly, but today, she wanted something different.

"i need you to do something for me, and then i promise that i'll take care of you. can you do that for me? just one little thing for mommy," mary said. a shiver ran down your spine at the way that she was talking to you. mary was generally a very loud person, often screaming and shouting throughout the day without noticing. now, she was being careful to keep her voice low and quiet. both of you knew how easily mary could manage to drive you up the wall that way.

"i'd do anything for you mommy," you said. mary smirked as she stripped herself out of her clothes and put on the harness. you knew almost immediately what she wanted from you when she grabbed you to move you into position. your head hung off of the edge of the bed, mouth perfectly positioned to take the strap when she leaned forward.

"you're such a good girl, always so willing to do what i ask," mary praised you. a deep blush rose to your cheeks at her words. she smiled down at you as she squeezed your cheeks to open your mouth. you had expected her to push her hips forward to get things started, but instead she leaned down a little and spit into your mouth.

the action took you by surprise, as did the tingling in the pit of your stomach at the thought of it. mary picked up on your realization, smirking as she moved her hips so that you could take the tip of the dildo into your mouth. mary held your face gently as her hips started to thrust in and out of your mouth. she knew what you could handle, just like she knew the way to work you up to that.

mary tried hard not to get ahead of herself as she watched you take inch after inch of her strap into your mouth. she moaned at the sight of you with every bit of it in your mouth. she slowly pulled out before pushing back in with rougher thrusts. you were sure that it was a truly pornographic scene, mary moaning as she fucked your face with her strap.

"i don't ever want to stop this," mary said as she pulled out of your mouth once again. this time, she spun you around so that your legs were on either side of her. "but your mouth isn't my favorite thing to fuck, even if you do look pretty drooling all over my thighs."

you opened your mouth to say something as mary slid a finger inside of you. her thumb toyed with your clit, intent on making you cum at least once before she started fucking you. your head began to feel fuzzy from the way that her thumb circled around your clit as she added a second finger. your hips moved with the thrusts of her fingers as you got worked up. mary just barely managed to add a third finger to the mix before you were cumming, absolutely coating her hand as you did.

"what's your color?" mary asked you.

"green," you answered immediately. mary wiped her fingers across your lips before she grabbed your hips and pulled you closer. she slid inside of you as her lips met yours in a searing kiss. you coudl feel her tongue licking the taste of you off of your lips. mary's tongue dipped into your mouth, but all you could focus on was the feeling of her fucking you.

mary's hands held onto your hips as she rammed hers into you. she was fucking you fast and hard. each thrust went in deep, hitting every spot that you could think to want. mary pulled away from the kisses to watch the way that your boobs bounced with each of her thrusts. your hands linked up behind her neck, nails scratching at the sides as you tried to grab onto something to steady yourself.

"fuck mary, i won't last like this," you warned her. mary knew that you were close, and she wanted you to cum. she moved one of her hands down from your hips to rub against your clit, knowing that would definitely send you over the edge. mary barely managed to touch you before you were screaming out for her. "mary! i'm cumming! i'm cumming!"

"that's right, cum for mommy," mary told you. she leaned down and was whispering in your ear, not stopping her thrusts even as the resistance started to build. mary could barely move from the way that you were clenching around her. her fingers kept rubbing against your clit, pushing you into further and further over the edge. mary showed no signs of stopping, so you started to push against her and squirm to get out from beneath her.

"that's it, you've killed me," you croaked out weakly. mary chuckled as she stepped out of the harness. she set it in the bathroom for cleaning, kicking the discarded clothes that way as she went. mary moved around for a few minutes before she came back to you.

"can you sit up for me?" mary asked you. you got halfway up, which was more than enough for mary to pull you the rest of the way. she let you take a few drinks from the gatorade that she brought you. the protein bar in her hand waited until after she started to clean you up with a warm washcloth. "sorry."

"it's okay," you mumbled. that didn't stop the little whimpers from the contact. mary pressed a kiss against your cheek as she threw the washcloth towards the bathroom. it missed, but you didn't bother telling mary to pick it up as she started to help you get dressed.

"cookies and cream or peanut butter and chocolate?" mary asked as she held up two protein bars. you reached for the peanut butter and chocolate one, ignoring the pout on mary's face. she'd end up getting a few bites of it anyway. the two of you shared a favorite flavor, so you didn't know why she didn't just bring two of those with her. the cookies and cream was good, but you usually brought those along when you ran out of the other.

"what's going on in there? i think i smell smoke," you teased. mary glared at you, nearly knocking you off of the bed as she nudged you. she mumbled an apology as she grabbed you and pulled you into her arms.

"you're gonna have bruises tomorrow," mary said quietly. you knew that it bothered her sometimes to be so rough with you. she knew that you were tough, and never gave you more than what you could handle, but you bruised like an overripe peach. "that's probably gonna hurt."

"mary, look at me, if i wanted you to stop, i would have told you. there are always bruises, even when you just pin my hips down a little. i was teasing you so much because i wanted this, both of us did. if you feel so bad about this, you can give me a rub down tomorrow, i'm sure that i'll need it after the gym," you told her. mary seemed to like that idea, truly relaxing around you for the first time since she had gotten finished fucking you.

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